Valkyrie Destruction System

Su Fan went to Wang Mo's residence, but Wang Mo really couldn't help getting up early to practice sword.

"Master! Disciple's unfeeling cut is almost complete!"

Seeing Su Fan walking into the courtyard, Wang Mo immediately greeted him and reported to Su Fan the progress of his cultivation.

"Well, the progress is pretty good!"

Su Fan nodded slightly: "You practice some of the swordsmanship you have learned, and let the teacher see what you have gained recently!"

"Yes!"

Wang Mo responded, then walked to the center of the yard, took a deep breath, held the sword in his hand, and began to practice his moves like flowing water.

Su Fan watched silently from the side. After watching for a long time, he suddenly found that Wang Mo's sword intent seemed to have a bit of charm.

This is a sign that the sword intent is about to condense the soul!

"Mo'er! Come here and let your sword intent go out to be a teacher!"

Su Fan greeted Wang Mo, and Wang Mo came over obediently, and then released his sword intent.

brush!

In Wang Mo's eyes, two scarlet sword shadows appeared, and a surge of killing was rushing toward his face.

Huh?

Su Fan was amazed that what a kind-hearted child like Wang Mo realized was the killing sword intent?

Moreover, this is not a general killing sword intent, but a perfect killing sword intent.

"Mo'er, your sword intent is to kill?" Su Fan asked.

"Yes, Master, when he killed the enemy on the battlefield before, Tuer accidentally cultivated the killing sword to the perfect state!"

Wang Mo replied, with a hint of pride in his expression.

Except for his master, Wang Mo has never met anyone who has cultivated the true meaning of martial arts to perfection.

Wang Mo felt that he must be a rare lucky person in this world.

"Not bad, it's no wonder that you can practice Unfeeling Slash to completion!"

Su Fan praised with satisfaction: "Mo'er, the killing sword intent is extremely powerful. If you can convert this sword intent into a sword soul, and then match it with Unfeeling Slash, you will be able to do no harm!"

"Thank you Master for the compliment. By the way, Master, is there really only one trick to the unfeeling cut?"

Wang Mo was very happy to be praised by Su Fan. He saw that Su Fan seemed to be in a good mood, and he spoke out the questions that had been hidden in his heart.

"Yes what's the matter?"

Su Fan's eyes flickered, his smile on his face remained unchanged, and he said naturally.

"But the disciple feels that there seems to be an extension after this trick. Master, you said before that you created this trick specifically for the disciple. Could it be that you haven't created the next trick, Master yet?"

Wang Mo said while thinking, that the appearance of careful study made Su Fan seem to see the shadow of himself.

"Yes, Unfeeling Slash is a temporary trick created for the teacher to gather the masters of swordsmanship in the world!"

Su Fan nodded and smiled: "It's obviously more than one trick to evolve. You can see this level from it, it's commendable!"

"Now that your sword intent has reached the perfect state, it’s time to create your own sword move. Unfeeling Slash is a gift for your teacher. If you can continue on the basis of this first move Create more tricks, you can reach the level of mastering!"

"Master! Disciple understands that Disciple will never disappoint your hope!"

Wang Mo's expression was shocked, he heard the overtones of these words, and Su Fan was deliberately evaluating him.

"Okay, continue practicing other swordsmanship!"

Su Fan smiled with satisfaction.

For the next few days, Su Fan would come to Wang Mo's residence every day to instruct Wang Mo to practice swordsmanship and pass down his various swordsmanship practices.

Under Su Fan's frequent guidance, Wang Mo made rapid progress. Only one month later, Wang Mo successfully transformed the killing sword spirit into the killing sword soul.

On the first day when the Slaughter Sword Soul was generated, Wang Mo began to try to explore more possibilities of Unfeeling Slash, and successfully came up with the outline of a half trick.

Su Fan was very satisfied with Wang Mo's current cultivation progress, and at the same time he understood that it was time for him to leave.

Where to go

Naturally is the way to bury the gods!

After another half month, Su Fan suddenly sent an edict to the world, announcing that the power of the brotherhood would be given way to the young leader Wang Mo.

When this news came out, the world was shocked, and people didn't understand that Su Fan was in his prime of life, how could he give up his seat?

For a while, countless people came to persuade them, but they were all sent back by Su Fan for various reasons.

Su Fan didn't want to be this leader anymore.

Now that he has trained Wang Mo, it is time to put down the burden and enjoy the life that belongs to him.

So, after a few more days, Wang Mo successfully ascended the throne as the new leader of the Brotherhood League, sitting on the high position that attracted the attention of the crowd among the flowers and palms of countless people.

On the day of Wang Mo ascending the throne, Su Tianmo and Wei Yingling also came from the ghost world to celebrate, personally fulfilling the promise made to Wang Mo that day.

On that day, Su Fan, who rarely drank alcohol, was drunk with Su Tianmo for the first time, and the gap between the two of them was slowly disappearing between the two changing cups.

The day after Wang Mo became the throne, Su Fan chose the rapids to retreat. He and Long Moxue moved out of the headquarters of the Brotherhood League and lived together on Longshen Mountain.

A few months later, Long Moxue's belly grew larger, and the fetus conceived in it began to kick up his mother's belly restlessly.

"Oh, Su Fan, this little naughty can really toss, just like you, so powerful!"

Long Moxue said with a bitter face, "I knew it was so uncomfortable to have a baby, I didn't want a baby anymore!"

"What nonsense?"

Su Fan tapped his beloved wife's forehead: "The child is the crystallization of our love, how can we not be born?"

"Also, the child is so active, but you can do that. If you are a lady who is a mother, he might still be a good baby now!"

"I don't care, you are not allowed to practice these days, you must take good care of me at home!" Long Moxue groaned.

"Okay, no problem, husband and I should obey what my wife says!"

A few months later, under Su Fan's guardianship, Long Moxue finally gave birth, and she gave Su Fan a son.

Looking at this little life who fell to the ground, the two who became parents for the first time were at a loss at first, but after some guidance from the maids, they slowly learned how to take care of their children.

After a busy day, Long Moxue finally put the child to sleep at night, and Su Fan walked into the house.

"Xue'er, our son is so beautiful!"

Su Fan hugged Long Moxue and looked at his son who was sleeping in the crib. His eyes were sparkling. He could feel his son's blood connection with him. This feeling was very special.

"What are you talking about stupid?"

Long Moxue whitened Su Fan and said, "This king is the number one beauty of the dragon clan, and you are a handsome guy in the first class. How could the child be unsightly?"

"Look at how delicate his nose is, and his eyes are as shiny as gems. I don't know how many little girls will be harmed when he grows up!"