In the ruined temple.
The atmosphere is slightly weird.
Upon hearing Yan Ying's words, Po Jun's face turned livid, his body trembled slightly, the ground beneath his feet shattered, and his fists clenched. The eyes that were already full of hostility were flashing with flames, the anger that could burn everything.
Yu Liancheng glanced at Po Jun curiously.
Not to mention that he has no relationship with Yan Ying now, even if he does, the real victim should be King Nie Ren. You Pojun are so excited here.
But Po Jun was indeed very excited and angry.
He hates this feeling of being abandoned and he hates this feeling of being compared to others.
Back then, he was defeated by Wu Ming in swordsmanship, which led Po Jun to murder Wu Ming's wife.
This is a lunatic!
A despicable murderous madman.
Po Jun almost gritted his teeth and spat out word for word: "Yan Ying, you didn't choose me, why did you choose this pretty boy?!"
Yan Ying's voice was moving but extremely cold: "He looks better than you, has a greater reputation than you, and has better martial arts skills than you. Why should I choose you instead of him?"
According to the original route, Yan Ying would eventually choose to stay and fly with Po Jun because she was disappointed with King Nie Ren.
But Yan Ying is just Ai Pojun's strength. When a better choice appears in front of her, she will only choose to serve a stronger man.
Yu Liancheng's appearance is not comparable to that of Murong Tonghuang projected "in the snow", but he is also handsome and elegant, and his temperament is even more extraordinary. And he can take away the weapon at the head of Nanlin's sword with one move, and his martial arts skills are the best in the world.
After Yu Liancheng left the Nie family, King Nie asked Duan Shuai what "panic of panic" was. Duan Shuai answered his question while Yan Ying listened, her beautiful eyes shining.
Nowadays, the reputation of "Panic of Panic" is beyond that of any warrior in the world.
Yu Liancheng looked at the two of them with a smile.
Especially when looking at Yan Ying, there was a hint of smile in her eyes.
There is no doubt that he likes bad women, especially beautiful bad women.
Because to deal with this kind of woman, you don't need to talk about love, you just need to be strong enough. They will naturally do their best to serve you and satisfy you, such as Shangguan Feiyan, the young master...
It's just that they are different from Shangguan Yan, Young Master, etc., these women have good martial arts skills and are quite ambitious.
And Yan Ying is an exquisite vase, without any ambition, just wants to enjoy the power and glory, and what she is best at is serving men.
Po Jun suddenly showed a sneer and said with anger: "You are indeed a bitch, you can fall in love with any man. But there is a kind of man you will never like..."
"oh?"
Yan Ying's face was cold, but she still looked charming.
"Dead man."
Po Jun's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the entire ruined temple was instantly filled with an unspeakable sense of murder. It was gloomy for a moment. There were originally insects and ants wandering around the temple, but now they were all dormant, terrified and uneasy.
"Boy, take out your weapons,"
Po Jun slowly drew out a sword from his back.
And as the sword was unsheathed, the killing intent became more intense, as if it were real, making Po Jun look like a killing beast.
Yu Liancheng's expression remained indifferent, and he said slowly: "This woman has nothing to do with you. If I were you, I would run away as far as I can now."
"Hey, you are worthy enough to let me, Po Jun, escape." Po Jun sneered and approached step by step.
"If you must take action, then I can only remind you that I also use a sword, and my skills are not unknown." Yu Liancheng sighed.
Yan Ying looked at Yu Liancheng with a trace of doubt in her beautiful eyes.
Yu Liancheng claimed to use a sword, but there was no sword in front of him.
"die!"
Po Jun stopped talking nonsense and suddenly flew into the air, dragging out dozens of phantoms with his superb body skills. His swords all came out with sinister killing moves.
The swords, swords and shadows intertwined, forming a dense network of sharp energy, as if a beast had opened its fangs and wanted to devour Yulian City.
But Yu Liancheng remained motionless, as if he was frightened.
when!
There was a clash of weapons, sparks exploded, and the swords and swords collapsed at the same time.
Po Jun's figure suddenly stopped, and his face full of anger could not help but reveal a look of surprise.
Yan Ying covered her cherry lips with her small hands, her beautiful eyes also filled with surprise.
Yu Liancheng said before that he also used a sword, but there was only Xue Yin's sword in front of him.
But now, Po Jun has seen Yu Liancheng's sword, and Yan Ying has also seen his sword.
——The sword of Yu Liancheng is in Po Jun's hand.
The sword in Po Jun's left hand was intercepting the attack of the sword in his right hand.
It turned out that at the moment when he was about to stab Yulian City, Po Jun's sword was out of control and flew across the air, which resulted in the current situation.
"I use a sword."
Yu Liancheng sat cross-legged in the ruined temple, his whole body was as empty and illusive as mist, misty and unpredictable. And now, a sharp sword intent is added, which is imminent.
An unparalleled swordsman, even though there is no sword in his hand, even though the sword is not unsheathed, the sharp sword energy can be clearly felt.
Especially when Yu Liancheng opened his mouth to speak, Po Jun felt the sword energy coming towards him. Every word seemed to be sharper than the sword, and his skin felt like being pricked by needles.
"My sword is everywhere."
This was a difficult sentence to understand and Yan Ying couldn't understand it, but Po Jun came from the Sword Sect and had witnessed the "betrayal" of the sword in his hand, so he understood.
——The sword and man are in harmony, man and nature are in harmony. As long as Yu Liancheng is willing, everything in the world, every flower and every grass, will be his sword.
In a way, this has reached the supreme realm of swordsmanship - the Heavenly Sword.
Although this realm is created by the realm of celestial phenomena.
"Your sword is my sword."
Yu Liancheng spoke again.
With a "buzz" sound, the sword in Po Jun's hand trembled. It was difficult to grasp, and it flew away. The sword light turned and stabbed towards its original owner.
Po Jun hurriedly resisted with his sword. With a "dang" sound, he suddenly felt a huge force coming from him. He was knocked back two steps by his own sword, and he was even more horrified.
"A knife is also a sword." Another voice sounded, flat and without any emotion.
The knife in Po Jun's hand suddenly turned, and he used the knife to make a sword move. It was misty, and the sword energy was released, as if it was coming from outside the sky.
There was a "crash", and Po Jun's shirt had been cut open, and his flesh and blood were turned out and dripping with blood.
"Damn it! Who are you?"
Po Jun's face was pale and his heart was heavy. I felt that the opponent's Qi was becoming more and more powerful and sharp, as if there was a mountain of swords rising from the ground, oppressing the mind and making even thinking difficult.
He comes from the sword sect and has extraordinary talents. He has seen many masters in his life, but he has suffered at the hands of Wuming. But the person in front of me has such a high realm and profound cultivation that I have only seen in my life.
"I am 'me'." Yu Liancheng's face always seemed to have a faint smile, but Po Jun felt that the entire ruined temple was filled with sword intent, getting stronger and stronger.
"If you want to see my sword, I'll let you see it."
"The sword is the sword, the knife is the sword, the brick is the sword, the grass is the sword, the pillar is the sword, the window is the sword..."
As the word "sword" came out of Yuliancheng's mouth one by one, the entire ruined temple began to glow with sharp sword energy, and there was no sword anywhere. An endless stream of sword intent surges out, like a wave or a violent surge, seemingly capable of killing all things and dominating all life.
As the sword intent surged wildly, the wall of energy propped up by Po Jun's powerful true energy shattered. His clothes began to be torn apart by the fine sword energy. His skin was exposed to the sword energy, and fine sword marks appeared one after another, and blood gushed out.
After a while, his whole body was covered in blood.
"W-who are you? No, you are not a human at all!?"
Po Jun looked at the man in black in front of him, his scalp was numb, cold air surged from his soles, and went straight to his heart.
With his level of cultivation, he is able to dominate the world and has no chance of encountering an opponent. But in front of Yu Liancheng, he didn't feel the slightest sense of security.
"I am panic! Panic of panic!"
Yu Liancheng raised his head, his eyes as deep as the stars on a midsummer night.
Po Jun's eyes met his, and he suddenly trembled. He felt that Yu Liancheng's eyes seemed to turn into two huge black whirlpools. Huge suction force surged out from the vortex, trying to engulf the entire world, and Po Jun Jun was no exception. He seemed to have fallen into a bottomless whirlpool, falling and falling.
Suddenly, Po Jun bit the tip of his tongue and his eyes regained clarity.
This guy was murderous and determined. He temporarily pulled his mind out of the whirlpool, but his courage was broken.
This is definitely not human.
How could people have such terrible means! !
escape! escape! escape!
Po Jun stood up from the ground, slammed out of the window, and burst into the torrential rain.
Yu Liancheng did not chase him. He looked out the window and said lightly.
"Rain is also a sword."
Rain is a sword, and rain is all over the sky with swords.
The rain fell rapidly from the sky, revealing a sharp meaning and covering the sky and the earth.
Even the most skilled person cannot avoid getting wet in the heavy rain, and no one can escape from such dense sword intent.
"Ahhhh!!"
Amidst the torrential rain, there were screams and wails one after another. The sound became smaller and smaller, and was finally drowned out by the sound of heavy rain.
Yan Ying was stunned after witnessing everything, but in her eyes, it was Yu Liancheng who moved his lips a few times, turning Po Jun into a bloody gourd, and he fled through the window in horror. Then it seemed like something unexpected had happened, and I didn't know whether I would live or die.
There is no doubt that this is indeed an unfathomable peerless master, like a god or a demon.
And as long as you can climb up to such a figure, are you afraid that you will not be able to enjoy the glory, wealth, fine clothes, fine food, and the attention of thousands of people?
"Mrs. Nie, why are you looking for me?" Yu Liancheng looked at Yan Ying with a smile. His eyes were extremely deep, as if he could penetrate all mysteries.
Under these eyes, Yan Ying felt as if she were naked, and her delicate body could not help but tremble slightly.
But soon, a sweet smile appeared on the lips of this unparalleled beauty, and a pair of beautiful eyes flashed: "Duan Shuai is the head of Nanlin Sword, invincible for half his life. Po Jun is already a rare master in the world, but they are in front of you, But I couldn’t even get past one round.”
"You can be more direct." Yu Liancheng smiled.
"You can call me 'Ying'." Yan Ying showed a charming and lazy smile, trying her best to show her most charming side: "A peerless master like you naturally needs a peerless beauty to match, right?"
Yu Liancheng looked up at him and said calmly, "So, you are seducing me?"
Yan Ying couldn't help but tremble slightly when she was glanced at by the other party.
Can such a god-like figure really be impressed by beauty? Her original confidence melted away like ice and snow under the scorching sun, and she was at a loss for a moment: "I, I don't dare?! How can someone like Mr. Yu be easily seduced?"
Yu Liancheng suddenly burst into laughter: "If you don't seduce me, how do you know that I'm not easy to seduce?"
Yan Ying was startled, then revealed a charming smile: "Yan Ying understands."
After finishing her words, she walked towards Yu Liancheng, swaying gracefully.
In the eyes of many men, the most attractive woman walks as lazily as a cat, light and a little unscrupulous, especially the twist of the waist, and it must be just right, so that she is sexy enough.
There is no doubt that Yan Ying achieved this.
In a cloud of fragrant wind, Yan Ying fell into Yu Liancheng's arms.
There is a faint fragrance on this woman, which is like a mixture of hundreds of flowers. It can faintly stimulate people's lust. She has obviously made preparations before coming.
The flawless and hot body twisted slightly in Yu Liancheng's arms, and the bright and charming face was enough to drive any man crazy.
What's more, what this woman is best at is serving people.
As Yu Liancheng said, he is indeed an easy person to seduce, especially when facing a peerless beauty.
So, he stopped talking and just put his arms around Yan Ying's waist.
…
It rained all night.
In the ruined temple, Yu Liancheng had tidied up his clothes, and his whole body looked like a saint. It's like a god descending to earth to shine on all living beings.
Yan Ying also put on a brand new dress, which Yu Liancheng took out from the storage space.
Otherwise, Yan Ying would only have a tattered skirt to wear now.
No, it seems that if you think about it carefully, this kind of half-hidden spring scenery seems to be more exciting. .
Careless.
Yan Yingying's face was still flushed, and she lay lazily in Yu Liancheng's arms: "Yu, I am yours now. I hope you will treat me well in the future."
Yu Liancheng was too lazy to speak. He knew very well that a woman like Yan Ying only wanted to gain power and wealth through him.
And Yu Liancheng is not much better. To him, Yan Ying is just a beautiful vase.
Everyone gets what they want. This romantic relationship made us vow to each other overnight. You think I'm a fool.
Only King Nie Ren could believe this.
"I'm leaving, do you want to leave with me?"
Yu Liancheng said lightly.
"Of course." Yan Ying's tone was filled with infinite tenderness and charm.
"Want to go home and see Nie Feng and King Nie Ren?"
Yan Ying was silent for a moment.
"Need not."
"What a heartless woman." Yu Liancheng pinched Yan Ying's chin: "Then get ready and come with me to the West Lake. In addition, the name 'Yu' is really a bit disgusting, so let's change it."
Yan Ying's beautiful eyes flashed: "What's that called?"
"Call 'Master'."
In the slightly chilly morning breeze, Yulian City's slightly evil voice floated.
This woman tried her best to serve him and satisfy him, and he gave the woman the glory, wealth, gold and silver that she asked for. This was a very fair transaction.
A vase is always a vase.
But this vase is really beautiful and very pleasing to the eye.
He is also very good at serving others.
…
"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.
