Chapter 74 Melee

   Tears dripped from the corners of her eyes, and she had a desolate expression on her face.

   "Guanglin is innocent and ignorant of the world, and he doesn't know much about the connection between the clan and the monks of the Hehuan Sect."

   "He is innocent!"

   "My concubine begged my fellow Daoist to spare his life, and let him be a freelancer from the mundane world, and never touch the world of immortality!"

   Feng Guangxiu couldn't see his thoughts from Liu Yu's face, for fear that he would not agree, she choked with tears and said again.

  Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, the eldest sister is like a mother, this woman who is soft on the outside and tough on the inside, stubborn and strong, is still making plans for her younger brother.

   After she finished speaking, she forcibly held back her fear and met Liu Yu's icy gaze.

   "Foster Brother Demon?"

   Liu Yu saw stubbornness and determination in Feng Guangxiu's eyes. She forbeared the panic in her heart and did not avoid her gaze.

   "What makes someone so desperate? Is it love? Is it family affection? Is it faith?"

  Eyes are the windows to the soul, from which many things can be seen.

  Liu Yu felt a little moved in her heart, knowing that if she didn't agree to her conditions, she might have to spend more time interrogating to get the information she wanted.

   In fact, there are a lot of torture and torture techniques in "The Essentials of Demon Cultivation", and it even listed a method to completely destroy women from both the body and mind, but Liu Yu did not want to use it lightly.

  Because this method is too cruel and terrifying, even the old magician of Jindan who wrote it said that this method is harmful and warned to use it with caution.

   So if there is not enough interest involved, Liu Yu is not willing to use this method.

   "If the information in your mouth can satisfy Liu enough, Liu can consider letting him live"

   Thinking about the contents of "The Essentials of Demon Cultivation", Liu Yu was silent for a breath or two.

   When Feng Guangxiuyu's face gradually showed despair, he slowly nodded and said indifferently.

   Hearing this, Feng Guangxiu's delicate little face lit up with joy, and the sadness slightly diminished.

   She hurriedly raised her arms, and after she wiped the tears from her face with her sleeves, her full pink lips lightly opened, and she was about to speak.

   Liu Yu loosened her chin at this time and retracted her hand, her face softened slightly.

   He showed a smile, but his tone was still cold and indifferent, saying:

   "Why does Daoist Guangxiu rush to tell the news? You'd better think about it carefully, because I will arrest another Feng family cultivator for interrogation later."

   "If you say something different from him, and if there is anything false, then don't blame me, Liu, for being ruthless!"

   Liu Yu's tone was very cold when he said that.

As soon as the    voice fell, his divine sense controlled the son and mother's soul-chasing blade, and drew a scar on Feng Guanglin's body, causing the latter to scream again and again.

   Every woman is a natural actress, and this woman, although her expression is sincere and moving, seems to be wholeheartedly planning for her brother.

   But Feng Guangxiu’s promise was too simplistic, and the information obtained so easily makes it hard not to make people doubt the authenticity.

   With Liu Yu's always cautious character, of course, she won't just listen to her one-sided words and believe it easily.

  Feng Guangxiu noticed the tragic situation of his younger brother Feng Guanglin. He was both nervous and distressed, and at the same time, a trace of pain and struggle flashed in his eyes.

   Her snow-white face was a little overwhelmed, because just now she really wanted to use a false message to trick Liu Yu into letting Feng Guanglin go.

  Feng Guangxiu was ready to die today. She actually hated this enemy who destroyed her family with one hand. Even if she died, she didn't want Liu Yu's plan to succeed.

   But this person seems to have seen through her plan, and her younger brother's life is threatened again, making Feng Guangxiu in a struggle and pain in her heart, in a dilemma between the hatred of genocide and the life of her younger brother Guanglin.

   Liu Yu had a half-smile but not a smile. Looking at this beautiful woman's changing expression, the two chasing soul blades were still suspended on the woman's neck, and she was not afraid of her escaping from her grasp.

   Pressing too hard may be counterproductive, give Feng Guangxiu some time to think, everything is under control anyway.

   Liu Yu used nearly sixty-five zhang, which has surpassed the spiritual consciousness of a normal qi-refining cultivator of five zhang, and probed in all directions with himself as the center to observe the situation on the field.

Various knives, spears, swords, halberds and other various instruments were violently colliding, fireballs fluttered in the dark night, earth thorns appeared silently from the ground, ice picks shot at the enemy in the cold, and there were also various plants. The vines grow rapidly, and various means emerge in an endless stream to entangle the enemy.

   One-time Fire Snake Talisman, King Kong Talisman, Ice Blade Talisman... Various talismans with different functions and effects were used.

  Some "timid" monks put two talismans on themselves, turning them into shields of different colors to protect their lives.

   Some cultivators are more aggressive with "rich wealth", throwing out several talismans at a time, turning them into ice picks, wind blades, etc. to attack the enemy cultivators.

   There are also some monks who prefer to be "steady", take out a more dazzling talisman, turn it into a dungeon, ice wall, etc. to trap the enemy monks, and then calmly launch an attack with a weapon.

  Various instruments, spells, and talismans in the night sky shine with different brilliance and colors.

   Dozens of monks scuffled together, or met one-on-one narrowly, or joined forces with familiar people to fight more and less, and eat one person steadily.

   From time to time, someone screamed, and after falling down, he couldn't stand up again.

  The aura of the magic weapon is shining, the blood of the weak is flowing, and the victor is laughing wildly.

   This is the cruel world of immortal cultivation!

   Liu Yu has always remained calm in his heart, and his divine consciousness observed all this, his face was calm without joy or sadness.

   He silently wrote down the methods of the cultivators. Although the attacks of these instruments and talismans were not enough to pose a threat to him, the various novel instruments and talismans still opened his eyes and gave him a good experience.

   He started to practice at the age of twelve. In his ten years of practice, it was the first time he saw dozens of monks fighting between life and death.

   Spiritual consciousness was fully unfolded, and Liu Yu looked at the whole situation.

  The Yuanyang Sect and the Hou Family and Gongsun Family's coalition had an advantage in terms of the number of cultivators and their cultivation base. At this time, there was no formation to block them.

  The monks of the Feng family relied on their blood and courage, and they worked hard to deal with their respective cards, and they could resist for a while.

But the gap between cultivation base and magic weapon is not so easy to smooth out. Victory and defeat are already doomed as early as the moment the formation is broken. The Tianping of victory is still gradually tilting towards Liu Yu's side. Destruction is not a matter of sooner or later.

  The coalition forces were in a position to win, and all the monks invariably used the method of boiling frogs in warm water, slowly consuming the resistance of the Feng family.

   They were afraid that the cultivators of the Feng family would jump over the wall in desperation, go crazy and turn into water ghosts, and they would pull themselves into the water before dying.

   So the coalition forces did not press too hard, and the Feng family cultivator barely managed to maintain the situation.

   However, as time went on, the "shortcomings" of the Feng family cultivator were exposed and became the last straw.

   The situation suddenly changed, because the six early qi-refining monks of the Feng family couldn't hold on anymore!

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