In recent days, when it comes to the hottest topics in the world, there is no doubt that it is a panic list.
The Frightened List suddenly appeared, and the gods, demons, magic weapons, and immortals mentioned above shocked the attention of many martial arts people. The Dragon Yuan, which can be obtained to achieve immortality and invincibility, and the Heavenly Crying Sutra, which allows you to view the creation of heaven and earth, make countless masters salivate for it.
Of course, the one with the most buzz is undoubtedly the last one on the panic list.
Fourteenth panic, I.
Such a simple word, but it has a thrilling magic power.
Everyone is guessing who this fourteenth panic is.
At present, martial arts people can only vaguely speculate on two points.
First, the 14th Panic is most likely the person who compiled the Panic List.
Second, the Panic List came from Wushuang City, so that person has a close relationship with Wushuang City.
And a "I" without a specific name or nickname can easily confuse people during communication. But at some point, someone gave "me" a nickname - Panic.
Fourteen Panic caused panic in the martial arts world of the Central Plains.
But the fear of panic can make the thirteen panics in front of him panic.
This title is almost flattering, and can even be said to be destructive.
However, this "fear of panic" is not unreasonable. "I" can be the finale of the panic list. Although it has not been written down, it is obviously due to unknown reasons. In addition, "I" may be the one who compiles the Panic List, and makes all the secrets clear, exposing the Thirteen Panic hidden in the dark to everyone, but I can barely afford to give it a nickname.
Upon hearing the words "panic of panic", Yu Liancheng chuckled, threw the Fire Lin Sword to Duan Shuai, and looked at King Nie again: "How? Are you willing to make this deal with me now?"
King Nie Ren was silent for a moment, and his eyes gradually became firm: "Okay, I promise you."
For a country farmer, using a snow-drinking knife will only bring endless disasters and be useless.
What's more, the person in front of him has surprisingly high martial arts skills. Duan Shuai's martial arts attainments were by no means inferior to him, but in the blink of an eye his opponent took away his weapon. If this person wanted to rob him, there was nothing he could do. It was better to exchange with him, which would also calm the crazy blood in Feng'er's body.
"King of Humans! Do you really want to give away the Snow Drinking Knife to others?!"
However, Yan Ying, who was standing behind King Nie Ren, trembled and her beauty turned pale.
"That's right." King Nie Ren nodded solemnly: "Since we have decided to go into seclusion, the Xue Yin Dao is naturally useless, so we should simply make a complete break with Jianghu."
"But, what about Feng'er? The Snow Drinking Sword is one of the best weapons in the world. Even if you don't use it, Feng'er can still use it. Didn't you say that Feng'er's talent is astonishing. If you give it to me, Feng'er will definitely be able to use it in the future. He can become a peerless swordsman, powerful in the martial arts world. Keep the sword, human king." At the end of the sentence, Yan Ying's tone rarely contained a hint of pleading to her husband.
For Yan Ying, in this ordinary farmer's home, only the snow-drinking knife still retains a little of its former glory and glory.
Once the sword is given away, it means that King Nie Ren will never walk in the world again, and will not even let Nie Feng, whom she has high hopes for, learn martial arts and set foot in the world.
Sure enough, I heard King Nie say in a very calm and firm voice: "There is only fighting in the rivers and lakes. Once you enter the rivers and lakes, it is difficult to return. I will not let Feng'er get involved in the rivers and lakes, so these years, I have only told Feng'er There are some body skills and light skills, but Aohan’s Six Techniques are not mentioned at all.”
"Okay! Okay! Okay! Good, you Beiyin Kuangdao King Nie!"
Yan Ying's face had almost lost all color and was as pale as paper. The charming and delicate face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice.
"Ying, ordinary is the best. There are only fights in the world, countless killings." King Nie Ren said sincerely.
Yan Ying just sneered.
"Father, mother, please don't argue." Little Nie Feng was at a loss.
"Okay, I don't have time to watch you guys act like shit. Since you agreed, King Nie, it's my turn to take action."
The front of Yu Liancheng seemed to turn into a whirlpool, creating a suction force and sucking Nie Feng over.
Little Nie Feng raised his head in surprise and saw the colorful eyes of his uncle in black. All kinds of emotions suddenly collided in his body, ups and downs, and his face changed back and forth. Driven by the tidal wave of emotions, a strong and terrifying murderous intention emerged from Nie Feng's body for no reason, and his innocent big eyes were also stained with a layer of blood red, like a ferocious beast that chooses people to devour.
"Hey, it's really a bit fierce."
Yu Liancheng chuckled and glanced at Nie Feng with interest.
Next, he opened his palm, and a drop of blood appeared on it.
This blood also carries a violent aura, even more violent than Nie Feng at this time, and the two auras are similar, as if they come from the same source.
"This...is this?" King Nie was shocked.
"Qilin blood." Yu Liancheng said calmly.
Before coming to find King Nie Ren, he went to Lingyun Cave, picked up the Blood Bodhi, teased the Fire Qilin, read the Six Art of Aohan, and gained insights into the top ten martial arts...
Anyway, I just followed the process and swept through the magical treasures of Lingyun Cave.
And this drop of Qilin blood is also one of the results.
Yu Liancheng ejected a lot of energy and merged into Nie Feng's body, increasingly forcing the Qilin blood in his body to circulate, but it restricted some of his meridians, causing him to hit left and right.
And when the crazy will to kill reached its peak, Yu Liancheng thrust out a force of energy between Nie Feng's eyebrows, and the unicorn blood in his hand simultaneously exuded a violent energy and a strong and invisible suction force.
The violent energy in Nie Feng's body finally found an outlet, blasted out from the Tianling Gai, and was finally absorbed by Qilin's blood.
"Little Nie Feng, you have a strange destiny. Sooner or later, you will step into the world. And this Snow Drinking Sword is a weapon that suits you. Since I have taken away your weapon, I might as well give you some more benefits. I will completely The Six Techniques of Aohan are passed down to you. This is the sword technique passed down from your Nie family. In addition, it depends on you how much you can understand this mural."
Nie Feng had just recovered from his crazy blood state when Yu Liancheng's voice echoed in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, a jade-like finger was pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and a set of superb sword techniques appeared in Nie Feng's mind, with a total of six techniques.
The first tactic is a cold glance, the second tactic is frozen three feet, the third tactic is red apricots in the snow, the fourth tactic is to escape, the fifth tactic is to look for plum blossoms in the snow, the sixth tactic is cold and icy...
Then another mural came to mind.
The mural shows a warrior riding on a flaming fire unicorn, engaging in a deadly duel with it.
In the lower right corner of the mural, there is also the word Xuanwu.
The traces of the murals are simple and rough, but extremely expressive and lifelike.
The fire unicorn seemed to be jumping out of the mural, and the bravery and strength of the warrior, who was not afraid of death, could also be clearly felt.
This mural was left in Lingyun Cave by the "Top Ten Warriors". It may look ordinary, but it contains Wu Wuwei's top ten martial arts and ten different magical skills.
They are Wuer Dao Technique, Wentian Spear Jue, Tiger Filial Cudgel Set, Shan Hai Fist Sutra, Black Tortoise Palm, Lie Qiang Leg Jue, Yuan Rong Golden Finger, and Oracle Bone Dragon Claw.
Regardless of whether it is the complete Six Art of Aohan or the top ten martial arts, Nie Feng will obtain it in the future, and Yu Liancheng can be regarded as saving him twenty or thirty years of time.
Nie Feng first expelled the madness from the mad blood, and then was stuffed with a large mass by Yulian City. Even though he was extremely talented, he was still young and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He rolled his eyes and fainted, but was caught by King Nie Ren.
"The demonic nature of the crazy blood has been eliminated, and the Snow Drinking Sword belongs to me."
Yu Liancheng raised his arm, and the "Snow Drinking Knife" in the grocery room made a trembling sound, like a dragon's roar, shaking the cobweb dust and falling down.
The cold light is generous, like snow and ice.
Then there was a "clang" sound, and the knife was in hand.
"It's a good sword." Yu Liancheng held the hilt of the sword and immediately felt a chill coming over him. This chill not only chilled the whole body, but also made the soul clear.
"Is this the White Dew of the Four Divine Stones?"
Duan Shuai also set his sights on Xue Yin Dao, and the four strange stones entered the frightening list, making Xue Yin Dao attract the attention of martial arts people again.
"See you soon."
After the words fell, Yu Liancheng's figure had disappeared.
…
In fact, Yulian City did not drift away, but rested in a ruined temple not far from Nie's house.
The temple is dilapidated and the unknown statue has grown dust and cobwebs, obviously it has not been worshiped with incense for a long time.
Yu Liancheng stepped into the depths of the temple, swept his sleeves, cleared a clean area, and sat down cross-legged.
He closed his eyes and rested, and the secrets of the top ten martial arts circulated in his heart. As a powerful man who could defeat Emperor Shitian, Wu Wudi's unique skills were naturally extraordinary.
Time passed little by little, and suddenly a cold wind howled, dark clouds came over the top, and large raindrops were densely packed, covering the whole world in a curtain of rain.
"Damn it, it's raining."
Not long after, a sound of cursing came.
The voice was low and hoarse, and it was always filled with a heart-wrenching murderous intent.
Immediately afterwards, a figure in blue robe broke into the temple. This man was carrying a sword on his back. He was tall and burly, with white hair and white eyebrows, and his eyebrows were filled with a ferocious aura.
The man with a sword on his back stepped into the ruined temple and was slightly startled. Apparently he did not expect that there was anyone in the ruined temple.
When he saw Xue drinking a knife in front of Yu Liancheng, his eyes flashed fiercely and he let out a ferocious laugh.
"Boy, did you steal this Snow Drinking Sword from the Nie family? Hey, King Nie is known as the 'Northern Drinking Crazy Sword', and it seems that his reputation is in vain. Not only can he not be able to guard his wife, but even the knife in his hand has been stolen. I stole it. I'm in a good mood today, cut off my arm, keep the knife, and get out of the ruined temple, I will spare your life."
This man's words were full of evil and murderous intent, and he looked like a ferocious beast that chose people to devour. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been so frightened that he would wet his pants.
Yu Liancheng looked at the man. After thinking for a moment, a playful smile appeared on his lips: "Are you Po Jun?"
The man raised his thick eyebrows, a little surprised: "Do you know me?"
This person is the son of Jian Hui, the head of the Jian Sect, Po Jun.
Po Jun is cruel by nature and enjoys hurting others. In his early years, he and "Wu Ming" competed for the sword sect's secret skill "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" and developed a hatred, and even poisoned Wu Ming's wife.
Po Jun was a little surprised when he heard that the other party found out his identity.
His martial arts skills are good, but he has not traveled around the world.
Except for a few people from Jian Zong, few people in the entire world should know him.
Yu Liancheng chuckled, with a bit of sarcasm in his tone: "Of course I know you, aren't you just a loser who can't help me in a duel with Wu Ming, even Jian Huila's deflection?!"
"Fuck you, you're looking for death."
Po Jun suddenly became filled with murderous intent. With a wave of his arm, he unleashed a vicious and vicious Xing Gang Qi and rushed towards Yulian City like a ferocious beast. But a strong energy that could shatter gold and jade fell within a foot in front of the latter, and was suddenly eliminated.
Po Jun frowned, his eyes showed a bit of solemnity, but the grin on his lips was even worse: "Good boy, if you dare to challenge Master Po Jun, you really have two brushes. But if you want to show off your power in front of you, Master Po Jun, you are still young. That’s right.”
Just as he was about to pull out the sword behind him and cut the person in front of him into pieces, footsteps sounded outside the ruined temple.
After a while, another person appeared in the ruined temple.
Due to the appearance of this man, most of the strong murderous aura exuded by Po Jun was suddenly washed away.
The person who came was very beautiful and charming.
She was wearing a soft black skirt, the hem of which was dotted with tiny gems, like deep eyes under the night sky.
It rained heavily, and even if I had a paper fan to cover myself from the rain, I would inevitably get wet from the rain. Luo Qun, with her mature and beautiful body, gives people a different kind of charm and infinite charm.
Her long hair hangs down, and her black hair is like a waterfall, draped over her shoulders like flowing clouds. Her delicate dimples are like flowers, and her gestures and gestures are charming and charming, with an indescribable charming charm.
Especially those eyes, which seem to be charming at all times. Like water and autumn waves, almost any man can be intoxicated, immersed in it, and unable to extricate himself.
There are very few such women, but there is one in this remote mountain village.
She is Yan Ying.
The most beautiful woman in the martial arts world.
"Ying, why are you here?"
Po Jun looked slightly happy.
Thinking that he had spent most of his life in the army, he had no intention of killing people, was full of violence, and was feared by others. Most people who saw him would stay away.
Until half a month ago, Po Jun met the woman in front of him.
This woman is undoubtedly an extremely beautiful woman, as gentle as water.
The two didn't get along for long, but Po Jun had already developed some love for this woman.
A large part of the reason why I came this time was for Yan Ying.
He also believed that Yan Ying also liked his masculinity. As soon as the opportunity comes, kick King Nie away and fly together.
Po Jun stepped forward and wanted to stop Yan Ying. I left in a hurry last time, but this time I want to savor the beautiful beauty.
Yan Ying retreated slightly, leaving behind a slightly stunned Po Jun.
With his cultivation level, it was easy to hug Yan Ying, but he didn't expect that the other party would avoid him.
"Ying, aren't you here to find me?" Po Jun frowned.
"Pojun, I didn't even know you were coming, so why would I come looking for you." Yan Ying's voice was as touching as ever, but it had the coldness to repel people thousands of miles away.
Po Jun had a bad feeling in his heart: "Then why are you here?"
Yan Ying's charming eyes turned slightly, silently flowing, focusing on Yu Liancheng, and her tone was infinitely gentle: "I'm here to see Mr. Yu."
His tone turned cold and cold, "Also, please stay away from me. I'm only acquainted with you."
Po Jun's expression changed.
It becomes ugly.
"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.
