Dad! Love My Daughter To Death

Liu Zhengyang snorted softly and shot a shot on the ground.

After a series of battles between the Panmen monks and the Tibetan sword assassins, the ground of the Shigong was almost covered with blood and corpses, and Liu Zhengyang felt disgusting when he walked on it. And it should be the negative emotions of those cultivators before they died, and the surrounding is filled with something similar to murder.

Even someone as strong as Liu Zhengyang felt uncomfortable.

Come to think of it, that should be the so-called evil spirit.

Liu Zhengyang even suspected that the reason why the Sword Master of Tibetan Sword chose to cultivate a large number of assassins was for these evil spirits.

After all, the assassins who survive on the tip of the knife must have stronger suffocation than ordinary monks.

Thinking of this, Liu Zhengyang felt cold all over.

As he landed on the ground with a shot, the suffocating energy around him melted as quickly as ice and snow met flames, and then completely dissipated. After those suffocating qi dissipated, the feeling that made Liu Zhengyang uncomfortable disappeared completely, as if even the air became fresh.

There was such an obvious change in the stone palace, and even the Sect Master of Panmen and Zhong Qinglei felt it, let alone the Sword Master.

The Sword Master's expression changed slightly, and he said in horror, "What did you do?"

The Sword Master of the Tibetan Sword is really frightened now.

Because he can clearly feel that his body protection evil spirit is from the evil spirit in the air.

So no matter how Liu Zhengyang attacked him just now, he could make up for the loss in time.

But now that Liu Zhengyang has purified the evil spirit in the air, he has no way to continue to replenish it.

But he didn't understand, how could Liu Zhengyang have the ability to purify evil spirits?

Liu Zhengyang sneered and said, "Why do you know why? You should know, I just purify all the evil spirits in the stone palace. Those assassins who hide their swords are used by you, fighting to the death, it's enough, I can't look at you. To use their power after they die."

Liu Zhengyang stared coldly at the Sword Master of the Tibetan Sword, ready to slash him with a thousand swords.

"No!" The Sword Master Hidden Sword asked in a panic, "I mean, why do you have this ability?"

"Do I need to explain to you?" Liu Zhengyang mocked.

This ability of Liu Zhengyang, of course, comes from the collection of the powerful magician in the secret palace.

In that era when the magic powers were active, the magic monks were also the existence that everyone shouted and beat.

In order to eliminate the magic monks, all kinds of targeted methods have been researched.

And that magician doesn't like being targeted, so he studies it in reverse.

Similar purification methods were hidden in the secret palace by him.

Not only these methods to purify evil spirits, but also the methods to purify demonic energy, Liu Zhengyang also has them.

The Sword Master of Tibetan Sword was very upset when he saw Liu Zhengyang's dejected appearance.

But Liu Zhengyang was reluctant to say it, and he had nothing to do.

"Forget it, since you don't want to say it, then I'm too lazy to force you. Anyway, as long as you kill you, nothing will happen." The sword master of the Tibetan sword clenched the hilt again, and said with high fighting spirit: "In the evil spirits. It should be enough to kill you before it's completely exhausted."

At the same time, the fighting intention of the Sword Master of Tibetan Sword has risen sharply, which is completely different from the previous feeling.

Even the Sect Master of Panmen and Zhong Qinglei, who were standing outside the stone palace, felt the enormous pressure.

In short, the Sword Master of Tibetan Sword is finally ready to fight in earnest.

"It's interesting, it seems that you are not useless when you are serious." Liu Zhengyang said with anticipation: "Come on then."