In Hutou City.
The King of Northern Liang inspected the army.
The Northern Liang King was highly questioned when he took office.
There are millions of households in Beiliang, cold and bitter, and their bones are wrapped in iron clothes.
How could a mere woman secure the position of King of Northern Liang?
But later, the female Liang King proved her strength with an iron fist. Civil servants and military officers were not obedient to her.
In this Liangmang battle, his performance was even more remarkable. He personally led the army to fight several tough battles and his performance was remarkable. It is true that a tiger father has no dog daughter.
Xu Weixiong inspected the army. Among the cavalry, infantry, and elite soldiers, the newly created "Shenfeng Army" was particularly eye-catching.
Almost all of the Shenfeng Army were martial arts figures who had little involvement with the Liyang Court.
As a unified dynasty, Liyang has a strong national power. Back then, Xu Xiao's horse trampled on the rivers and lakes and broke the ridges of the unknown rivers and lakes. Many martial arts sects who knew the current affairs were considered heroes and secretly attached themselves to Liyang. Many martial arts masters who have been famous in the world for a long time may also be secretly kept as lackeys by the imperial court.
The imperial court's control over the world has never been stronger.
But strangely enough, the Liyang Dynasty can be said to control most of the martial arts world. But none of the great figures such as Wang Xianzhi, Li Chungang, and Deng Tai'a attached themselves to the imperial court.
Today, there are two unexpected people in the Shenfeng Army.
Qi Jiajie, the best swordsman in the capital.
Chai Qingshan, the great sword sect of Dongyue Jianchi.
Both of these two people are closely related to the imperial court, and it is unlikely that they will appear in the Northern Liang army.
In addition, the two used root dough, making it difficult to detect.
When Queen Liang walked in front of Qi Jiajie, the number one swordsman in the capital quietly locked a wisp of energy on Xu Weixiong.
then.
There is a sword coming from the north.
The sword rises eastward and crosses the sword pond.
…
Dongyue Jianchi, like the Wu Family Sword Tomb, is a holy land of martial arts that has existed for a hundred years. It has always been known in the world as "there are two schools of swordsmanship in the world. One is the dead sword of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, and the other is the new sword of Dongyue Jianchi." This shows the high status of Dongyue Jianchi.
Dongyue Jianchi has the largest and oldest sword furnace in existence, which was passed down from the Dafeng Dynasty nearly two hundred years ago.
It is said that before Dafeng was destroyed, he threw the imperial seal into the furnace, so there was great luck for Dafeng in the sword furnace.
Not long after the young emperor ascended the throne, the sword furnace was quietly turned on, day and night, and the fire was so strong that it could be seen ten miles away. Dongyue Jianchi had to build four towering town-yun towers on all sides of the sword furnace. The Qi refiners attached to the imperial court in the north guarded the buildings outside, hiding the sword Qi fire.
boom!
The newly forged sword was pulled by the Qi machine thousands of miles away, broke out of the furnace, turned into a dazzling golden light that cut through the sky, and headed towards Beiliang.
Outside the sword furnace, there was a swordsman in green shirt looking at the flying sword in the distance.
The swordsman's name is Song Nianqing. He is the master of Dongyue Sword Pool, a first-class master, and a rare master of swordsmanship in the world.
"A sword can travel thousands of miles north, but I don't know if it can take off one's head."
Song Nianqing murmured to himself.
When Xu Xiaoma set foot on the rivers and lakes, he broke the pride of Dongyue Jianchi. Now it is an open secret that Jianchi is attached to the Liyang Dynasty and works for Liyang.
Under the instruction of the young emperor, Dongyue Sword Pool worked hard to forge a new sword this time. Qi Jiajie served as the sword master, Chai Qingshan assisted, and the Qintianjian Qi Refiner gave luck and joined forces to create this thousand-year-old sword. A sword that travels thousands of miles away.
This sword can not only kill people, but also defeat luck.
The battle between Beiliang and Beimang was tepid, not at all the situation the young emperor imagined in which both sides would lose.
Therefore, we must use this sword to add fire to the battle in Liangmang.
This sword may not be able to kill Xu Weixiong, but it can defeat Beiliang's luck.
And as long as Bei Mang is not a fool, he will not let go of this golden opportunity as long as he hurts this female Liang King.
"With Li Yang's full support, this sword can be regarded as the pinnacle of my Dongyue Sword Pool. It's a pity that the furnace was opened too quickly and I haven't had time to name it yet. This sword is destined to leave a strong mark in history. Bi's sword is actually a nameless sword, hehehe..."
…
Eight hundred miles of Spring God Lake.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar with a scholarly air stood on the deck of the building, holding a cup of tea, admiring the majestic scene of Chunshen Lake, and sighed: "In addition to the Guangling River, there are four rivers in the eight hundred-mile Spring God Lake. Note that it is like 'the journey of the sun and the moon can be seen within it. The stars are brilliant as if they can be seen within it', how magnificent it is."
Suddenly, the middle-aged Confucian scholar raised his head, his gaze pierced the sky, and he faintly saw a long golden light piercing the sky.
"It seems that the one sitting on the Dragon Throne is very dissatisfied with Liang Mang's war." The middle-aged Confucian scholar chuckled: "But this sword still has lethality, so let me add fuel to the flames."
A stream of Qi rose up from his body, as straight as the sky, and attached to the nameless sword, immediately adding an indescribable sharp Qi to it.
"Haha, no matter what, the world is finally in chaos. It's my turn to thank Guanying for coming to stretch my hands and feet." The middle-aged Confucian scholar drank the tea in one gulp, feeling satisfied.
At this moment, a white shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and the white-clothed soldier saint who was summoned to judge appeared in front of Xie Guanying, his face slightly cold: "Xie Guanying, what do you mean?"
Xie Guanying joked: "My lord, don't you know what I mean? I'm doing this all for your own good."
boom!
Suddenly, Xie Guanying flew out upside down and knocked down a cabin. He spat out a mouthful of blood and turned pale.
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The soldier saint in white had a cold expression on his face, turned around and left.
After returning to his room, he leaned against the window and looked up at the sky.
The white clouds were drifting, and he seemed to see the woman who was proficient in literature, Taoism and martial arts again. Although she looked ordinary, her style was incomparable.
Unfortunately, they eventually parted ways.
He could clearly have stopped Xie Guanying just now, but he didn't.
"Ahem, ahem. What a difficult Lord to serve."
Xie Guanying got up, poured himself a cup of tea with difficulty, crossed his legs, smiled, and was at ease.
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Beiliang.
Hutou City.
The female Liang King who was watching the training of soldiers suddenly raised her head and murmured: "Here we come."
Liu Laizi, who was next to Prince Nuliang, scratched his head and said, "My lord, what's going on?"
I always feel that this prince has been playing riddles today, as if he is afraid that he will understand.
"There is a sword coming from thousands of miles away." Nv Liang Wang said in a calm tone.
Liu Laizi frowned.
"The man from Tai'an City is not satisfied. He wants both us and Beimang to suffer losses, but we have achieved great victories one after another and our morale is high. This move may not be to kill me, but it is to break Beiliang's luck and give Beimang a chance. Chance."
Liu Laizi vaguely understood, but he didn't quite understand.
But soon, Liu Laizi understood.
Not only did I understand, but I was also very angry. All Beiliang people should be angry.
This day.
In front of everyone's eyes, a sword came from thousands of miles away.
With murderous intent, he stabbed at the female Liang King.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
