In the palace.
The young eunuch stood like a demon.
Every hole in his body opened, unleashing all the boundless power.
At this moment, he had power comparable to the gods in the heavens.
The power comes from Li Yang's luck and the Zhao family's dragon energy. It was originally the capital he used to "retire in old age" to slowly polish his body, advance to a higher realm, and achieve immortality in the world.
And all of this is based on the Liyang Zhao family.
If the Zhao family no longer exists, then he will be no different from an ordinary warrior.
Of course, he can enter the Tianmen at any time as long as he wants, but how is that different from the Immortal of Longhu Mountain who was suppressed by Yulian City before?
It doesn't matter who becomes the emperor of the Zhao family.
But the Central Plains must belong to the Zhao family.
The young eunuch exuded a tyrannical energy and enveloped Yulian City like a dragnet. Spy on your opponent all the time and find out where their weaknesses lie.
Seeing that Emperor Murong Tong was not ejected from the palace despite his punch, the young eunuch frowned slightly.
The opponent is more difficult than he thought.
But now his state cannot last long and must be resolved quickly.
bake!
The hot and boiling air exploded with the young eunuch as the center. He held his right hand empty, electric fire flowed in mid-air, and a spear composed of thunder and fire suddenly appeared in his hand.
The dazzling thunder and flames rose up, intertwined with each other, and turned into a long dragon of thunder and fire, lingering on the spear, baring its teeth and claws.
"Kacha." With the young eunuch's feet as the center, thunder and fire flew everywhere, and the ground beneath his feet exploded again, spreading more than ten feet away in the blink of an eye.
The young eunuch's majestic energy was as powerful as a river or an ocean, or like a volcano erupting, covering the entire scene. The next moment, the man and the spear merged into one, turning into a long dragon of thunder and fire that suddenly flew over the waterfall. The dragon rolled fiercely, and the heaven and earth roared.
Yulian City has been locked by Qi Machine. Facing this blow, he neither attacks nor dodges, but just waves his hand.
The Royal Forest Army and countless masters in the capital who were paying attention to this battle suddenly felt that the sky was darkening. I just felt that a black cloud had drifted into the already gloomy sky.
This black cloud swept across the sky, unexpectedly lowered, and drifted to the ground, blocking the thunder and fire spear.
But soon there was a gasp, and countless people looked at each other in shock.
Because they discovered that it was not a dark cloud, but a fluttering long sleeve.
In today's world, few people in the world use their sleeves as weapons. Anyone who has set foot in the world knows a famous saying, "The weirder the weapon, the faster you will die."
Occasionally, some people say that sleeves are as long as clouds. If you practice to that point, you can hold the breeze and the bright moon into your sleeves.
I thought it was just an exaggeration. But under the witness of countless people.
They really saw such miraculous skills.
One sleeve covers the sky.
There was no big explosion that shook the wind and clouds. The thunder and fire spear pierced into Yun's sleeve, like a mud cow entering the sea, and was annihilated silently.
Yu Liancheng raised his head and glanced at the young eunuch who was frowning slightly, and his figure suddenly appeared in front of the latter.
With a flick of his sleeve, the nameless broken sword in his hand was thrust out. The sword light suddenly flashed and turned into lightning that tore the sky apart, launching an unparalleled offensive.
So fast!
The young eunuch was horrified, his sleeves fluttered, he grabbed a thunder sword from the void, and tried his best to fight with his opponent to the death.
boom! boom! boom!
With every breath, the two swords collide and burst into countless light and fire.
No one can describe their speed and power.
Although there were many masters present, most people could only see a ball of brilliant sword light and palaces and pavilions that were constantly collapsing. In front of that bright sword light, no matter how solid things were, they were torn apart like tissue paper.
Their fight was so fast that it was difficult to catch it with the naked eye.
The only thing that can be certain is that this battle is indeed wonderful, and it may not be as good as the two battles between Murong Tonghuang and Wang Xianzhi.
Even a master like Deng Tai'a couldn't get a glimpse of the whole picture, and what he could see was extremely limited.
And as the two masters fought against each other, the celestial phenomena catered to the situation. Instead of dissipating the sword energy, the clouds of ink in the sky were filled with more and more dark clouds. They were extremely thick, as black as ink, and even more... There are countless lightnings intertwined among them.
The ink cloud formed an extremely strange vortex shape, pressing over the capital, causing countless people to feel panic, as if they were approaching the end of the world.
There was a loud "boom" sound from the sky and the earth, and a violent thunder like a dragon poured down from the sky.
The entire palace trembled.
In the lightning, Deng Tai'a and other masters vaguely saw two figures flashing past each other, touching each other one by one.
boom! A figure flew out like a cannonball and hit an attic.
His clothes were torn, there was a wound on his chest, and there was a trace of surprise and helplessness on his always cold face.
Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory.
I just said not long ago that I am invincible in the capital.
But in the blink of an eye it looked like this mess.
Even with the state of mind of a young eunuch, ripples could not help but appear in his heart.
He looked at Murong Wudi who was holding a dagger with his deep and tired eyes.
This guy's swordsmanship is indeed very good and unparalleled in the world.
But what is even more surprising is the speed and power carried by the broken sword.
The first is fast.
Incredibly fast.
Like lightning, like aurora.
Ignoring space and distance, it arrives in an instant.
The young eunuch had never seen such fast swordsmanship.
Compared with this man's swordsmanship, many famous swordsmen in Tai'an City in the past, including the enemies Qi Jiajie and Bai Jiangshan, were as slow as a snail and ridiculous.
Many times, the word "fast" is enough to dominate the world.
Then came the incredible power of Jianshan.
Strong, domineering, and invincible.
Every time I swing my sword, it seems to be light and airy, like catkins in the wind.
In fact, it carries so much terrifying force that even a low hill will collapse if struck by such a sword.
Called other first-level masters, even if they can catch this sword, their physical bodies will collapse.
"Stop, you are no match for me."
Yu Liancheng held the broken sword and shook his head.
No matter how strong the young eunuch is, how can he be stronger than Wang Xianzhi who fought in Daxuehui?
"This is Liyang's self-destruction. It has nothing to do with anyone. There is no need to bury him. For a master like you, it will be easy for a master like you to ascend to the heaven and enter the heavenly gate."
If there are two large formations to suppress him, the young eunuch still has a chance.
But Qin Tianjian has been destroyed, and without the suppression of the large formation, Yulian City's combat power can be said to be endless.
On the other hand, it was impossible for the young eunuch to continue to explode. Once the dragon energy stored for two hundred years is used up, he will fall into weakness.
And at that time, death was not far away.
The young eunuch regained his gentleness. He smiled and shook his head: "Because Li Yang is strong, he is attached, and because Li Yang is weak, he escapes. Although I am a rootless person who has lived for more than two hundred years, I am not that thick-skinned."
Yu Liancheng said: "In order to survive, sometimes you have to be thick-skinned."
The young eunuch smiled and said: "That's true, but if I give in and let you succeed in returning the sword and Li Yang declines, I probably won't live long. So... I decided to give it a try in the end."
The young eunuch looked up at the sky covered with black clouds, waved his sleeves, and the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the sun shone down, shining on his face, as if muttering to himself.
"Xu Xiao, Zhang Julu, Cao Changqing, and the old man from Liyang's former dynasty who were passed away a few years ago are actually the same kind of people, and I don't like them. But when we ask ourselves, the reason for our dislike is actually envy of them. "
"It's not that I envy their glory and wealth, or that they are famous all over the world, but that they all did what they wanted to do and had the courage to sacrifice everything for it, even their own lives. Even though they died nine times, they never regretted it. In In my eyes, they are gentlemen. The wind and rain are miserable, the wind and rain are misty, the wind and rain are like darkness, and I see gentlemen..."
The young eunuch came back to his senses and looked at Emperor Murong Tong with a smile: "This time, let me be a gentleman."
As the words fell, a majestic, vast, almost boundless energy rose from his body and merged into Liyang's energy.
The original young eunuch aged rapidly, and the smooth and tight man became skinny and sallow, giving off a bit of decay. The long black hair is also like dry brown weeds. The waist that is always straight is slightly stooped unconsciously. Only those eyes were still dark and deep, but with an undisguised tiredness.
Immediately afterwards.
Something even more incredible happened.
There were long rainbows falling from the sky.
He landed in front of Yu Liancheng and surrounded him.
Among these rainbows, there are figures with good energy.
Looking around, most of them look very familiar.
There is Chen Zhibao, the soldier sage in white, Gu Jiantang, the famous general of the Spring and Autumn Period, Cao Changqing in green, Luoyang in white, Deng Tai'a, the peach blossom sword god... A series of distinguished masters appeared in front of Yulian City.
There are not only living masters of the current dynasty, but also many deceased masters of the Spring and Autumn Period, such as the Sword Emperor of Western Shu, and Wang Xianzhi, whose soul was split into three.
And when the last rainbow fell, even Yu Liancheng's eyelids jumped.
——Shuanggui Murong Tonghuang.
"These people are all the masters I have met over the years, and they have all been to Tai'an City. Of course, when some people came, it was still called Sui'an City."
The young eunuch, no, more accurately, the old eunuch was already a little unsteady, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his tone became weaker and weaker: "He is remembered by me, and he is also remembered by Liyang Qiyun. I will use my own Qi Luck dissolves in Liyang's luck, and then takes them out of the imprint of a certain moment."
"They are all formed by the gathering of Liyang's energy. They will not last long, and they are not at the peak level. But you have to be careful, because each of them is a top master in the world and is difficult to deal with, especially the one named Murong Tonghuang Guy."
As if he thought it was funny to ask Emperor Murong Tong to deal with Emperor Murong Tong, the old eunuch chuckled and couldn't help coughing twice. His breath was like a candle in the wind, about to be extinguished at any time.
"Leader Murong, you fought against the world's masters alone in Huishan, and you were very majestic. Today, I will let you be majestic again. You fight against the masters of the first year of Spring and Autumn Zhixiangfu alone. How about it? Are you interested?"
The nameless broken sword in Yu Liancheng's palm pointed obliquely at the ground. With a twist of his wrist, fighting spirit burst out like a volcano, and he grinned.
"Come."
…
After retreating this morning,
The young emperor first summoned Qi Yanglong, the chief priest of Shangyin Academy and national advisor, and then asked Chen Wang, the chief eunuch of the Chief of Ceremonies, to summon Zuo Sanqi's regular attendant Chen Wang.
Chen Wang is from Beiliang.
However, unlike people from Beiliang like Jin Sanlang, Chen Wang seldom spoke and remained silent when it came to matters related to Beiliang. Even if there is, he will be impartial and will never be a flatterer for the sake of glory and wealth.
Therefore, when I first entered Beijing to take the scientific examination, even though my writing was good and I was talented, my reputation was still poor.
Later, due to various reasons, he was valued by the young emperor, promoted step by step, and finally rose to the top of the court.
"I know that there are rivers and lakes outside the temple. Especially in the past hundred years, after Huang Longshi introduced the residual fortune of the Eight Kingdoms in the Spring and Autumn Period into the rivers and lakes, it was very exciting. There were many top masters like bamboo shoots in spring. In the early years, there was Li Chungang in blue shirt and sword. Later, There is King Xianzhi of Emperor Wu City who is invincible for sixty years, and then there is that man who dominates the world by himself, with such great courage that it sounds domineering."
Chen Wang is playing chess with the young emperor.
The young emperor was chatting while playing chess.
Chen Wang just listened, smiling, and chimed in from time to time.
He knew that His Majesty just wanted him to be a listener.
Some words, if kept in the stomach for a long time, will hurt bad people.
"He assisted Zuo Beiliang, defeated Beimang's 100,000 cavalry by himself, and blocked the sword for Xu Weixiong... Although he destroyed my arrangement in Beiliang, I don't blame him for these things, they are just their own masters, it's nothing It's easy to say. Even if he is willing to join me in Liyang, I am willing to devote all the efforts of the country to make friends with him. But he still did something he shouldn't have done and did something that made me very angry. Especially he shouldn't have gone. Qintian Prison has destroyed the hard work of countless people, and that is my place of Longxing in Liyang."
The young emperor clenched his fists with both hands and glared fiercely out of the window: "Listen, he has probably come to the palace now. When he came, I don't know how many Qi refiners, how many imperial guards, how many armored soldiers died... …”
"I transport 800 Wang Yushi from Liyang to Beijing every year. I originally planned to transport Beiliang Road with 1 million every year. In addition to the military merits of killing the enemy in the first Liangmang battle and the death pension, he now has more than 3 million. Stone troughs are used to transport grain and grass. But for every person he kills in my Tai'an City, I will leave a thousand stone canal for the Liyang court."
There was one thing he didn't say.
Although it is also clearly stated.
The grain from the Central Plains can buy the heads of Beimang and the lives of Beiliang.
Chen Wang wanted to speak but stopped.
The young emperor gradually regained his composure, but his expression was still a little gloomy.
"He still wants to return my sword. I'm here. I'm the emperor, so I'm not worth a million dollars. If he has the ability, he'll return it."
This sentence has just been said.
There seemed to be a sudden thunderbolt in the sky above the palace.
Then a broken sword with willow leaves flew from a distance, and the sword light was thrilling.
"Emperor Murong Tong returns the sword to the Emperor of the Zhao family"
…
"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.
