Since Yang Guang failed to prove Goguryeo, heroes from all over the world have risen up and proclaimed themselves kings.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Sui Dynasty has reached a precarious end. The world has entered troubled times, wars have broken out, heroes are vying for the throne, and the winner is king.
The Dongming Sect, which made its fortune with weapons, suddenly became very popular, and most of the sects have purchased equipment from it. If it can seize the opportunity of troubled times and develop, it may not be able to become a hero of the separatist party in the future.
But in the great changes of this era, the Dongming Sect may be knocked to the ground by a wave at any time and disappear into thin air.
Once the world is unified, the Dongming Sect is destined to become one of the targets of the new dynasty.
Mrs. Dongming knew that the Dongming sect had little foundation and was unable to compete in the Central Plains. Therefore, he circles around various forces, looking for someone worthy of his trust.
If Yu Liancheng negotiates on behalf of a behemoth like the Four Great Clan, and coupled with his own otherworldly military power, the Dongming Sect may not be unable to submit.
But now, Yu Liancheng came on his own behalf, and he was still alone without any power.
This made Mrs. Dongming's Emei frown slightly, thinking that the other party was playing a trick on her.
Yu Liancheng smiled and said, "Although I am not a cool person, I also know when to joke and when not to joke."
Mrs. Dongming's face turned gloomy and she said: "The four great lords, Wang Shichong, Zhai Rang, Du Fuwei and others, don't they have thousands of troops under their command? There are many generals. The three sects of Taoism, Buddhism and Demonism are also full of masters. , what can you do to win over the world? Are they going to give up this great country just because of your words?"
"Good question!"
Yu Liancheng's eyes flashed, and his majestic and ethereal Qi was completely released, and his whole person suddenly glowed with an extraordinary and ordinary temperament.
He slowly took out a hand from his robe. The fingers were long and slender, the nails were neatly manicured, and the skin was as bright as jade. No flaws could be found. It was a perfect work of art.
When Mrs. Dongming looked at this flawless hand, she couldn't help but feel jealous.
Yu Liancheng slowly opened his palms, and there seemed to be a mysterious suction power in his palms. Countless lights and shadows gathered in his palms, and the light in the entire warehouse couldn't help but dim.
The hand was raised slightly.
Mrs. Dongming also raised her head slightly, but her delicate body couldn't help but tremble.
At this time, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, the sky gradually turned white, and the sun hung in the sky again.
Looking along Mrs. Dongming's line of sight, the sun seemed to be in the palm of Yu Liancheng's hand.
The next moment, the five fingers suddenly clenched.
This grip not only gives people the illusion of holding the sun in the palm of their hand, but also seems to hold the universe tightly, bringing with it an unparalleled sense of shock.
"By force, I will use unparalleled force to unify the universe and restore the world to a peaceful and prosperous age." Yu Liancheng spoke slowly, and every word he spat out seemed to be filled with immense power.
Mrs. Dongming was still in shock. After a long while, she couldn't help but say: "How can a mere personal force resist the general trend of the world? Even the three great masters who have been famous for decades do not dare to directly attack thousands of armies. Among the thousands of horses, does the Young Master think that he is more powerful than Ning Daoqi?"
This is a world where martial arts is respected, and the three great masters are three insurmountable mountains.
Their fame has lasted for decades, but no one can shake their status, which shows their superb methods and strength.
'Sanren' Ning Daoqi is famous in the Central Plains. He is famous for his "Eight Strikes of Sanshou" and is proficient in the creation of heaven and earth. Even the heads of the four major clans must treat each other with courtesy and do not dare to be disrespectful.
'Yi Sword Master' Fu Cailin is famous all over the world for his Yi sword skills. He once fought against Yang Guang in three expeditions to Korea. In the hearts of the Goguryeo people, he is already a god rather than a human being, full of sublimity and mystery.
'Wuzun' Bixuan is the number one master in the desert grassland and the general of the Eastern Turks. He is the belief in the hearts of the Turks and an undefeated banner. The Turkic Khan can die and be replaced, but Bixuan cannot.
But even the top-ranking figures of the three great masters do not dare to fall into the midst of thousands of troops easily.
Although they have the ability to overcome difficulties with thousands of armies and fight ten battles ten times.
But their physical strength and Qi are ultimately limited. Once you are unable to break through the tight siege in a short period of time, you may be tortured to death.
But Yuliancheng doesn't have this worry.
He has an endless supply of Qi, and he also practices Kung Fu.
As long as he is willing, he alone is an army, the sharpest army, spanning the world and invincible.
Yu Liancheng said lightly: "If the three great masters join forces, I am still a little afraid. But if it is just Ning Daoqi, he may not insist on a hundred moves, or even fifty moves, under me."
His words were plain and flat, as if he was telling a fact that everyone had already recognized.
Mrs. Dongming's lips parted slightly, and she suddenly gave a charming smile: "You are really arrogant and conceited to the extreme. I don't even know how to answer you."
Yu Liancheng was not angry, but looked around the cabin. The topic suddenly changed: "I wonder what the name of this giant ship is?"
Mrs. Dongming said: "This ship is called 'Piaoxiang'. I wonder why the young master is asking about this?"
"Piaoxiang? It sounds like she's still a female." Yu Liancheng smiled and said, "Is this 'Piaoxiang' a ship from your Dongming sect?"
Mrs. Dongming nodded: "Yes, I personally supervised the construction of this ship. I devoted all the efforts of the Dongming Sect and took four months to build it. No matter the sailing speed or the combat in the water, it is excellent." The best in the world, few boats can match it.”
Yu Liancheng said: "So, you can be considered its mistress?"
Mrs. Dongming nodded and said, "Yes, you can say that."
A smile appeared on Yu Liancheng's lips and he said, "Then how do you prove that you are its owner? If you call 'Piao Xiang Hao', will it nod in response?"
Mrs. Dongming was slightly startled, then shook her head and said, "Young master, you must be joking. Piaoxiang is a dead thing, not a kitten or puppy."
Yu Liancheng raised his eyebrows and said, "I can do it. If I call out the three words 'Piao Xiang Hao', it will nod in response."
"This... I don't believe it?"
"In that case, let me give you a long experience." Yu Liancheng smiled slightly, and then called softly: "Piaoxiang."
His tone was gentle and endearing, as if the Piaoxiang was really his pet.
And as he spoke, he put his hands on the table.
The surging and vast real power invaded the hull along the table. In an instant, it spread to half of the hull and sank suddenly.
Immediately afterwards, the entire huge Piaoxiang suddenly bumped and shook violently.
It was as if there was a giant creature making waves under the water, and it seemed as if the Piao Xianghao had a spirit and was really responding to the call of Yulian City.
Yu Liancheng shrugged, looked at Mrs. Dongming who looked astonished, and smiled: "Look, it responded."
Mrs. Dongming looked at Yu Liancheng with surprised eyes and said in disbelief: "What method did you use?"
"This is the supreme principle of martial arts, but it's a pity that you can't distinguish it without certain eyesight."
Yu Liancheng said leisurely: "Okay, madam, please make a choice whether you want to submit to me or not. If you submit, you will be a follower of the dragon in the future. If not, I can only change someone to be the leader of the Dongming Sect. The doorman."
Mrs. Dongming thought for a moment, then a bitter look appeared on her lips: "Does Meixian still have a choice?" The implication was self-evident.
"Haha, those who know the current affairs are heroes." Yulian Chenglang laughed and said: "Don't worry, I don't need your Dongming faction to do dangerous things. What's more, it will be good for you to submit to me. I can help you fulfill one or two wishes, such as... kill Bian Fuhua and take revenge on Zhu Yuyan."
Mrs. Dongming's delicate body trembled, and there was a trace of deep hatred in her beautiful eyes. Her delicate voice turned cold: "Young Master seems to know a lot of things?"
"I know far more than you think." Yu Liancheng drank a glass of wine and said lightly: "Also, pay attention to your attitude. I am now your master."
Mrs. Dongming's eyebrows were slightly frowned, then she smiled sweetly, her red lips parted lightly and said: "Since the Dongming Sect has surrendered to the Young Master, and Meixian is the leader of the Dongming Sect, let Meixian pour the wine for the Young Master."
She stood tall, her graceful figure fully exposed. Her steps are graceful, her waist is lightly twisted, and she exudes a mature charm. It is a different kind of beauty than Shan Wanjing's youthful beauty, but it is no less beautiful.
"Sir, please." Mrs. Dongming brought the wine glass to Yu Liancheng in an extremely elegant manner, with a pair of beautiful slender hands stopping in the air.
At the same time, an elegant floral fragrance emanated from her delicate body, lingering on the tip of Yu Liancheng's nose. Although it is impossible to tell what kind of flowers they are, they do not give people a vulgar feeling, and they seem to be able to arouse people's desires.
"Well, Madam is also very knowledgeable."
Yu Liancheng glanced at her, smiled slightly, and reached out to take the wine glass. Inadvertently, Mrs. Dongming's finger gently touched his palm, and he suddenly felt an itch, as if the tip of his heart had been scratched by a feather.
Just when Yu Liancheng raised his wine glass and took a sip. Mrs. Dongming's beautiful eyes revealed a hint of murderous intent, and she was full of true energy. The long cloud sleeves suddenly floated out, changing inexplicably, like flowing water moving through the clouds, and hit his chest with a light or heavy blow.
Dongming Fu controls the huge Dongming Sect, not only because she is good at dancing, but also because of her outstanding martial arts. She is famous for her "Water Cloud Sleeve Technique" and is a first-class master in the world.
"Since Madam has surrendered to me, it is really not good to act rashly now."
Yu Liancheng smiled slightly, seemingly not surprised at all.
As he spoke, the wine glass in his palm swiveled and hit the cloud sleeve. In an instant, Yun Xiu's strength was knocked away. The wine glass spun in the air and returned to Yu Liancheng's palm.
Mrs. Dongming's pretty face paled slightly, and with a flick of her wrist, her sleeves rolled in circles. Yaojiao changed like a dragon, twisting and turning as she wished, and entangled Yulian City in an instant.
"Oh, is this the martial arts of the Demon Sect's Yinkui Sect? It seems to be nothing more than that." Yu Liancheng raised his brows with an indifferent expression, as if the person wrapped in the cloud sleeves was not him.
"Humph, at this point, you still dare to tell lies and cultivate a strange concubine. It's rude."
Mrs. Dongming's slender palm pulled slightly, and waves of terrifying power suddenly surged from the long sleeves that wrapped Yu Liancheng: "Who sent you to the Piaoxiang? Why do you know so much? Secret? Tell me quickly!"
She originally wanted to find out more about it with Yulian Chengxu before taking action.
Although the other party is very skilled in martial arts, as long as she lives on the Piaoxiang, Mrs. Dongming has countless ways to defeat the other party.
But after Yu Liancheng drank and revealed the secret, Mrs. Dongming didn't care too much and took action decisively. She first used a special fragrance to disperse the opponent's skill, then activated the magic skill, influenced his mind with lust, and finally restrained him with water sleeves. .
Mrs. Dongming was a little worried. The strength displayed by Yu Liancheng was extraordinary and not easy to deal with. But who knew that the other party was so conceited that he did not dodge or dodge, and was firmly restrained by the water sleeves.
You must know that this "Water Cloud Sleeve Technique" is her unique skill. Even the long sleeves are made of special silk. As long as they are restrained by her, life and death can be controlled by her hands.
"You're welcome, how can you be so polite?" Yu Liancheng said indifferently: "You rashly attack me, if you commit the following offense, you will be punished later."
Mrs. Dongming snorted coldly: "You are stubborn and know how to talk. I want to see if you can withstand the power of my sleeves."
After saying that, Yu's hand exerted another force, and the true energy was activated, and the water sleeves suddenly tightened, as if a huge force was restraining Yu Liancheng's body. In addition, the true energy is transformed into invisible fine needles, which are designed to break the inner family's Gangqi and the outer family's horizontal refining.
But what surprised her was that the other party was like copper skin and iron bones, completely ignoring the power of the restraint, and the fine needles of Zhenqi were unable to penetrate the other party's skin.
"Have you had enough fun? When you have enough fun, it's time for me to take action." Yu Liancheng's body shook, and the specially made cloud sleeves burst apart in an instant, flying around like butterflies.
At the same time, he reached forward with his palms and stretched out his five fingers to capture in the air, creating a strange suction force in his palms.
"Is this the 'Heavenly Demon'?"
Mrs. Dongming let out a sweet cry, and she involuntarily threw herself towards Yulian City like grass in the wind. No wonder she would admit her mistake. The strange attitude created by the Yin Kui sect's 'Heavenly Demon Technique' also has this effect.
In the blink of an eye, she had fallen into Yu Liancheng's arms.
"I've always been a generous person. Even though you're a lowly person and a good person, I still want to treat you to a drink."
Yu Liancheng put his arm around Mrs. Dongming, picked up her delicate body, and sat on his lap. He took the wine flask with his other hand and took a sip, just holding it in his mouth.
Immediately, he lowered his head, kissed Mrs. Dongming's cherry lips, and drank the wine in her mouth.
For a moment, Shan Meixian's delicate body was hot and weak, and her charming and gentle eyes seemed to be dripping with water.
"You have seen my martial arts, now I will give you another chance to consider, surrender or reject?"
Yu Liancheng looked at Mrs. Dongming's beautiful face, and saw her biting her cherry lips slightly, two blushes floating on her delicate cheeks, showing a hint of hesitation, and then she closed her beautiful eyes, showing a picture of letting you do whatever you wanted. appearance.
But her eyelashes like a fan could not help but tremble slightly, showing her inner unrest.
"Okay, I already know your decision." Yulian lowered his head and activated the secret magic at the same time, making Mrs. Dongming even more confused and fascinated.
