Li Shen listened on the sidelines and felt that the name "Anti-Evil Sect" was quite familiar. He must have heard it somewhere.

After thinking for a moment, it suddenly occurred to me that I learned this from the Small Universe Sword.

In the middle of the night, after it burst the glass of his house and flew in, he once explained that he sensed the smell of medicinal soup brewed by Lezizi grass.

The anti-evil sect often uses Liezicao as a medicine to condense Qi.

It's a pity that the Small Universe Sword is placed next to the senior sister, and she can't ask questions. She can only continue to listen to the old lady talking about the past.

The people in that circle had lost interest in the competition on the ring, and sat around the old lady, telling stories about the evil-fighting sect that they had heard.

Several people shouted to stop, stopped the people around from talking, and asked the old man to continue talking.

The old lady still maintained a respectful expression and said:

"It is a recognized fact that the evil-fighting sect is far superior to the three swordsmanship sects. Even an inner disciple cannot compare to the young elders of the three sects."

"Liu Xingran, when he saw the tragic situation in Chenjiazhuang, the raging fire, and saw Elder Wan Cai protecting the little boy, he immediately understood everything."

"He held the sword in his hand, made some tricks, and cast several spells to kill a person with the force of thunder."

"Two more robbers, who seemed not to recognize the red Taoist uniforms he was wearing, came forward to greet them, but were killed by him again with two swords."

"The other six robbers looked at each other in shock, didn't care about the corpse of their companion, and turned around and ran away."

"Seeing that he couldn't catch up, Liu Xingran raised his hand and threw a ray of light. Another scream came from the distance, and after a while, the footsteps disappeared without a trace."

When everyone heard that Liu Xingran had taken action, he killed three robbers and seriously injured one more, and they immediately shouted for relief.

Li Shen also cheered in his heart, which was really satisfying.

"Liu Xingran helped Elder Wan Cai stop the bleeding from his left eye, supported him, then carried the little boy back to Huowang Town."

"The little boy was entrusted to a blacksmith, and he left some rough skills before leaving in a hurry."

After everyone heard this, they were all moved. They did not expect that such evil things would happen to Chenjiazhuang next to Huowang Town, nor did they expect that Elder Wan Cai's left eye was blinded at that time.

And this little boy is Chen Feng.

Everyone looked at his back and knew why his swordsmanship was so simple yet powerful.

What he can learn is the swordsmanship of the evil-fighting sect.

Everyone lamented his good luck, it was the martial arts of the evil-fighting sect.

It’s something you can hope for but cannot ask for.

Li Shen looked at Chen Feng's lonely back, but he was thinking about something else.

Eighteen-year-old Chen Feng was only eleven years old when the tragedy happened seven years ago.

Li Shen lost his parents around this time.

Suddenly, the lonely and lonely past in junior high school and high school unfolded like a picture scroll.

Chen Feng heard the shout from behind, turned around with his sword in hand, and took a brief look.

He has a resolute face, is dressed in thick cloth, and his right shoulder is bandaged with linen.

Li Shen immediately got out of his misery and said to himself, Brother Mujian, you are good, and I, Li Shen, am not bad either.

I stopped listening to those people talking about old things and lowered my head to study the sword manual.

...

The referee called Li Shen's name again.

This time, standing opposite Li Shen was a fat man with natural curls, holding a machete.

"Can machetes also be used?"

The referee nodded, there are no weapon restrictions in the ring competition.

The naturally curly fat man shouted:

"Boy, when others see you swinging your sword twice randomly, they say your swordsmanship is great. I sit down and watch, but I don't think it's anything special."

He held the machete tightly and shouted:

"I want to see which one is your swordsmanship, or my swordsmanship!"

"Come!"

He shouted and rushed towards Li Shen.

Li Shen can actually assume the second and third postures of "Xi Dao Sword".

But when it comes to actual combat, he skillfully performs the first move.

"The Great Way Begins!"

With a "ding" sound, the machete was cut off in the middle, and the blade flew down the stage.

The strong man in the late Qi refining stage who was in charge of guarding thrust his sword towards the broken blade. His expression changed. He did not expect that the blade contained such power.

He moved his spiritual energy slightly before stopping the blade.

The audience exclaimed for a while, and when they saw that there was no danger, they shouted OK again.

The naturally curly fat man looked blankly at his broken knife.

Not even any defensive moves.

Li Shen raised his sword and it was neither a thrust nor a stab. He turned to look at the referee.

When the referee saw this, he shouted:

"Li Shen wins!"

Under the ring, the two men with scars on their faces looked at the sword with flowing runes in Li Shen's hand, looked at each other, stood up at the same time, and walked to the venue of the trial and selection meeting.

Under the incomprehensible looks of everyone, Li Shen climbed down from the ring again.

The "Dao Shi Yi" just now was awkward, and the angle and posture were all problems.

Only the right hand controlled by the Small Universe Sword swings upside down in a decent manner.

As expected, I am not a swordsman genius.

Practice slowly, sit back and continue reading.

...

After a while, I heard the referee calling "Chen Feng".

Li Shen stood up and wanted to get closer.

Shen Mengyue asked:

"You seem to care about him."

Li Shen told the two of them what he had just heard.

Lou Lingyun's face was full of anger.

When Li Shen talked about Liu Xingran, the evil-fighting sect, who killed three robbers with three swords, she was very happy and clapped her hands.

Shen Mengyue tilted her head, watching Chen Feng and another person fighting swords on the ring, and said:

"He is indeed using the sword technique of the evil-repelling sect. Judging from the trend, it should be a sword with the word 'expelling'."

"But it's not used correctly, it's too simple."

"Although the swordsmanship of the Exorcist Sect generally emphasizes simplicity and simplicity, the sword with the word 'Expulsion' emphasizes simplicity but speed, but his execution was too dull."

"Maybe it's because he doesn't have enough spiritual energy to speed up."

"If he knew how to use the Wild Wind Technique or use auxiliary talismans, he might not need to fight so hard."

After Li Shen inquired, he learned that the sword technique of the Zhen sect of the Exorcism Sect is called the "Four Swords of Exorcism", which are the sword with the word "pi", the sword with the word "exorcise", the sword with the word "break", and the sword with the word "destroy".

Each of the four characters has its own sword formula, each with its own focus, and the techniques used are also different.

Lou Lingyun listened more seriously than Li Shen, nodding her head repeatedly. After seeing Shen Mengyue finish speaking, she asked:

"Sister Shen, how do you know so clearly? I have never even heard of the evil-fighting sect."

"When I was studying herbal medicine, I learned about the efficacy of Liezi grass, so I went to the evil-fighting sect to buy some."

"I've only produced some research results, and I'll give them to your brother Li."

Lou Lingyun turned around and asked Li Shen how his meal was and whether it was delicious.

Li Shen had a wry smile on his face and wanted to complain, but he couldn't.

At that time, I felt that my senior sister was trying medicine on me.

I didn’t expect it to be true.

Senior sister, senior sister, we are all college students, don’t fool me, are there a few steps missing in this process?

At least find another animal to do drug metabolism research.

Use me directly for clinical trials.

Is this process not very standardized?

After thinking about it, I glanced at Shen Mengyue.

Shen Mengyue's hair rested gently on her big black-rimmed glasses. When she saw him looking at her, she pushed her hair to one side with her little finger and smiled slightly.

Li Shen's heart moved and he couldn't say anything.

Cultivation of immortality and Taoism is not scientific in the first place, so why do I keep worrying about it?
Chapter completed!