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Yu Liancheng strode into Manqing Courtyard, holding the copper box containing He's Bi in his hand.
The heroes looked at the copper box with solemn expressions and greedy coveting in their eyes.
Of course they could guess that the copper box probably contained the rumored Heshi Bi.
He's Bi is an eternal treasure. It not only helps people practice cultivation, but also has a more important symbolic meaning, representing the orthodoxy of the Central Plains. Once you get this thing, you will be able to fight for dominance in the world in the future. It will be like adding wings to a tiger, getting twice the result with half the effort.
"I am the current Imperial Master of Yulian City. Everyone has heard of my name."
Yu Liancheng glanced around, with a sarcastic smile on his lips. He opened the copper box in his hand, and a scorching wave of heat immediately spread out in all directions: "As for the thing in my hand, it is the legendary He family. Bi... If you want it, you might as well take it."
The eyes everyone looked at Yu Liancheng were not only full of greed, but more like looking at a fool or a dead person.
The wealth should not be exposed. This person did not protect it strictly after obtaining the Heshi Bi. Instead, he showed it openly in front of everyone. He was simply seeking death.
They did not forget to pay attention to the outside of Manqing Courtyard. When they saw that there were no soldiers surrounding them, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and the greed in their eyes became even stronger.
I don’t care about you, you bullshit imperial master. As long as you take away He’s Bi and escape from Luoyang City, it’s not like the sky is high and the birds can fly.
"By the way, I am now the emperor's master who is supporting the building from collapse, so no matter you are powerful clan members who want to rebel against the Sui Dynasty, or you are rebels who are rebelling, or careerists who covet the Central Plains. As long as you are in Manqingyuan today, You will inevitably have to follow me for a while."
"Of course, if you insist on leaving, I will not force you to do so. You will just keep your head."
As he spoke, Yu Liancheng's eyes scanned the attics on the third floor, especially the courtyard where foreign heroes lived.
The changes of dynasties and the vying for hegemony by heroes are just a torrent of humanity. Yulian City does not care much about Li Shimin, Shen Luoyan, Liu Heitai and others.
But the foreign masters are different.
Regardless of the East and West Turks, Tiele, and Tuyuhun, they all eye the prosperous land of the Central Plains and have continued to bribe the Central Plains forces over the years. Once the Sui Dynasty fell, this group of foreign forces invaded the Central Plains, plundered and killed.
All the masters in the Manqing Academy were moved. Looking at this posture, the emperor master wanted to attack all the masters present by himself. It can be described as arrogant.
"Huh, Yu Liancheng, this banquet is hosted by Wang. If you want to take action against Wang's guest, you have to ask me, Tomoshiro, if I agree."
Wang Bo's eyes were filled with cold light, his energy surged out from his whole body, and his tone was loud and without any emotion.
Yu Liancheng glanced at him lightly: "Wang Bo, although you are a rebel, you are quite talented for being able to compose the 'Wang Liaodong Death Song'. If you are willing to submit to me, you may not be punished lightly."
"Hahaha, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. You, a junior, are so arrogant. Let Wang come and weigh you!" Wang Bo sneered, taking odd steps, and at the same time, a white shadow flew out of his sleeves. The strange wave-like route points toward Yulian City, as fast as lightning and nimble as a snake. It seems that it can change direction at any time, and it contains a vicious and mysterious domineering power that cannot be resisted.
For a time, the energy invaded and the chill became severe.
This whip king, who has been famous for decades, showed off his famous whip as soon as he made a move. He was obviously very afraid of Yulian City. But Wang Bo is also confident in his world-defining whip.
This time is no exception.
However, just when the whip was about to touch the opponent, Wang Bo's eyes blurred, and the scenery around him slowed down, while Yu Liancheng bypassed the whip and walked towards him slowly.
Yes, in Wang Bo's field of vision, all the scenery slowed down ten times or a hundred times, almost as if time had stopped. Only Yu Liancheng can walk freely in this field without restraint.
Although Wang Bo could clearly see Yu Liancheng's every move, he had no time to react at all. There was a needle-like pain in his palm, as if someone had pierced his finger with a needle.
As soon as his palm was loosened, Yu Liancheng took away the whip in his hand. But at this moment, the strange illusion disappeared.
Wang Bo immediately jumped back and looked at Yu Liancheng with lingering fear: "You... what kind of magic are you using?"
"Having eyes but no eyes, this is not a sorcery, it is a swordsmanship that reaches its pinnacle." Yu Liancheng held the world-fixing whip in his hand, shook it with his hand, and with the infusion of true energy, it immediately became as straight as a stick: "If you don't See clearly, I’ll let you see it again.”
The world-defining whip in his hand suddenly thrust out, like a sword.
The sword pierced the air, trembled slightly, and produced an incredible change.
Under the cover of this sword force, Wang Bo felt a sense of fear in his heart again, making his whole body feel cold.
He found that he was "dead" and could not move even a finger in his body, as if his life had been frozen.
The next moment, the "World-Defining Whip" had pierced Wang Bo's chest.
"It turns out that there is such a terrifying swordsmanship in the world." This was Wang Bo's last thought. He felt the sharp pain in his chest gradually spread, and his vision was soon submerged in darkness, and there was no longer any life.
The entire Manqing Courtyard was quiet, and you could hear a needle drop. Everyone looked at Yu Liancheng who was holding the world-defining whip in one hand and the copper box in the other.
Wang Bo is the world's best whip master, and is also known as the "Whip King". He has been in the world for decades.
Even though everyone deliberately guessed that Wang Bo was not Yu Liancheng's opponent, they did not expect to lose so quickly.
"Good work. I came to the banquet today. I just wanted to enjoy Shang's singing and dancing, but I didn't expect to meet such a master. It really makes my hands itch."
After a tense and almost suffocating silence, suddenly another heroic voice sounded. Although the voice spoke in the Central Plains dialect, its tone was quite strange, and he was obviously from outside the region.
"I would like to learn from the masters of the Central Plains Imperial Master, is it possible?"
Seeing the death of "Whip King", everyone was extremely afraid of Yulian City. The sudden sound naturally attracted everyone's attention.
Following the sound, I saw a fair-skinned young man who looked thin and sick. He walked to the terrace and looked down at Yu Liancheng, with a calm and confident smile on his face.
Everyone was immediately relieved, this person did have the ability to be arrogant.
There is no one else, just because he is Tuoba Yu, who is considered one of the three great masters in the world and one of the two direct disciples of "Martial Lord" Bixuan.
Although Tuoba Yu is a master of the younger generation, his martial arts skills are profound and unpredictable due to his deep knowledge of Bi Xuan. At this banquet, he was originally going to have a battle with "Tiele Flying Eagle" Qu Ao and Manqingyuan, but at this time he was very happy to see Yulian City.
Yu Liancheng glanced at him lightly and said, "You can't do it alone, you're still far from good."
"What if I add someone else?" Another burst of delicate laughter sounded like silver bells, and another beautiful bearded girl appeared on the terrace.
This Hu girl wears a large robe, revealing her plump figure. She had a beautiful appearance, holding her snow-white chin with her bare hands, and looking at Yu Liancheng curiously with her beautiful eyes.
This is naturally Chun Yuwei, another disciple of "Martial Master" Bi Xuan.
Yu Liancheng shook his head and said: "It won't work even if you are included. Only if all the masters in the wing come together can there be any possibility of victory."
These wild words made everyone frown even though Yu Liancheng's men had a good record.
When Chun Yuwei heard this, she giggled and cast a flirtatious look at Yu Liancheng, charmingly saying: "I like you very much. Not only are you handsome, you are also in line with their taste. You also don't speak well. People from the Central Plains are so reserved, they can say whatever they want, and they have a heroic spirit that is admirable."
"I also like you very much." Yu Liancheng held his hands and smiled: "Generally speaking, I like pretty women."
Chun Yuwei giggled and said: "Master Emperor's words are really funny, but don't die here. If you beg others, they might be able to help you later."
"That's not necessary." Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "After all, you can't all go together, so you will definitely lose. By then you will all be captured by me, and I will have a good exchange with Miss Chun."
Seeing that the two people were flirting again, another voice as dull as rolling thunder sounded: "The Great Sui Emperor's Master is really majestic. If he wants to catch all of us in one catch, he is not afraid that the fish will not be caught and the net will be blocked." Break through?”
Yulian City looked for the reputation and saw more than a dozen men and women standing in an orderly manner on the third floor Wangjiang on the right. The leader of them stood out like a chicken, attracting all the attention at once, and had no time to take care of others.
This man was about thirty years old, tall and tall, with a thick beard. At this time, standing with hands behind his hands, he gives people an extraordinary aura of high mountains and mountains.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he clasped his fists without any stage fright: "I am Tuyuhun Fuqian. I am new to the Central Plains. If I have caused any offense, I hope you will forgive me."
Although this person is not from the Central Plains, his Mandarin is very fluent. But Li Shimin and other people who had considerable insights into foreign affairs showed solemn expressions.
Among the tribes outside the region, apart from the Eastern and Western Turks and Tiele, the Tuyuhun were the most powerful, and they also coveted this land in the Central Plains.
Although Tuyuhun went to Fuyun with great ambition, he was too old to worry about it. But Fu Qian was a great talent, far superior to his father in literary and military skills. If he controls the power, it will definitely not be a blessing for the Central Plains.
"The fish is dead, but the net will not be broken." Yu Liancheng chuckled, but suddenly turned his head and looked at the wing where Brother Geng Hu'er was: "Tie Le Feiying, I know you are here too, so I would like to tell you by the way. You have bad news and good news.”
"Oh, I'm all ears." Five words slowly came out from the side room, the voice was old and low.
Yu Liancheng said calmly: "The bad news is that your son Ren Shaoming is dead and was killed by me."
The wing room suddenly exploded, and a tall figure flew down, covering Yulian City like an eagle. The wind howled with a terrifying force.
boom!
The man struck up and down, and exchanged palms with Yu Liancheng. But he didn't get any benefits. His face turned pale and he staggered back two steps. Immediately he stood up, his eyes that were originally clouded by years of alcoholism shot out with anger, and asked word by word: "Is what you said true?"
Yu Liancheng shrugged and said, "Of course it's true. I picked off his head casually. He raped and plundered in the Central Plains and did all kinds of evil. How can he still survive when he meets me?"
Qu Ao looked at Yu Liancheng's face carefully to confirm that he was not lying. He immediately raised his head and let out an earth-shattering roar, with indescribable sadness and anger in his voice.
He took several deep breaths, suppressed his anger, and asked again: "What is the good news you said?"
Yu Liancheng shrugged and said: "I know that you will definitely avenge your son, but if you fail to take revenge, you will die in my hands soon. Isn't it a good thing to reunite with your son underground?"
Qu Ao's eyes turned red and he shouted fiercely. Every acupuncture point in his body spurted out endless innate righteousness. He flew like an eagle, his hands bent into claws, and he displayed his famous "Eagle Transformation Thirteen Moves" to the outside world. Yulian City came to kill. The claws are sharp and fierce, and every move never leaves Yu Liancheng's head.
At the same time, three more figures rushed over. They were Qu Ao's three disciples, forming a siege with him.
