Since the advent of the Panic List, it has set off a huge wave in the world, and Wushuang City has attracted much attention. Over the past few days, I don’t know how many masters have been secretly watching, and there has been an undercurrent.
The transfer of guards in Wushuang City obviously cannot be hidden from the attention of interested people.
Therefore, many people are already secretly paying attention to the battle between Sword Master Dugujian and Yulian City.
Dugu Jian was the leader of swordsmanship in the world in the past. His holy swordsmanship was unparalleled in the world, but he was only defeated by Wu Ming, a martial arts legend. Now, after many years of seclusion and practice, I am afraid that my swordsmanship is so high that it is beyond imagination.
But facing such a peerless swordsman, Yu Liancheng actually said that he could defeat him with two moves. Even though many experts present had guessed that he was the mysterious and unpredictable 14th "I" and had witnessed the invisible sword energy instantly killing the 21 killers of the "Iron Wolf" organization, they still thought he was telling lies.
There may be people in the world who can defeat the Sword Master, but it is impossible to defeat the Sword Master with two moves.
Wulin myths are not nameless either.
And all this needs facts to speak for itself.
The sword master had already thrust out his first sword, and as soon as he struck, he took out his holy spirit sword technique at the bottom of the box.
Jianyi!
Although this was only the first move of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, the people watching the battle felt the sharp and terrifying sword light radiating like lightning, which made their hearts tremble.
The onlookers were still like this, and Yu Liancheng, who faced the sword head-on, was even more oppressed, but he always looked calm, as if the sword was just a breeze blowing on his face and was not worth mentioning.
And at the moment when the sword energy hit him and the sword light was about to arrive, Yu Liancheng's figure did not move, but he already pointed out a finger. The whistling energy surged towards the fingertips, turning into a sharp and exquisite sword energy, facing towards him. Unparalleled sword.
Ding!
The fingertips collided with the long sword, and there was a crisp sound.
But the ground under the feet of the two people, after a moment of stasis, burst into cracks, and there was a loud cracking sound. With the two people as the center, the broken floor tiles fell apart, and the powerful energy shot out in all directions. And out.
The walls on both sides of the street were hit by floor tiles and collapsed, sending smoke and dust flying. There were also screams, but it was the Wushuang City disciples in the streets who were suffering from Chiyu.
Seeing that the other party took his sword with just one finger.
The sword master's face darkened, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, like an unsheathed sword, but the unparalleled sword in his palm was far colder, sharper, and colder than his eyes.
There was another dragon roar, and two sword qi shattered the air, flying around like two swimming dragons. The sword light was so strong and the sword qi was so sharp, even a master like Fake Dugu felt his eyes sting. feel.
——Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Sword Two.
But facing such a sword, Yu Liancheng still did not turn the divine stone into a sword, but turned his palm into a sword, lingering with a sharp and terrifying Qi, sweeping everything across the sky.
This is an understatement, but it is the most wonderful sword move. And it cut into the two sword qi very well, defeating the two sword qi's incomparably harmonious attacks.
Dugu Jian was not surprised, and pierced through with another sword with his backhand. It looks like one sword, but there are three sword energies running across it. Different from the previous two moves, this attack was cunning and cunning, hitting Yulian City with three different directions, speeds, and strengths, making people feel caught off guard and unable to resist.
Yu Liancheng's expression remained unchanged, his five fingers bent into claws, grabbing the sky. The root is like a sharp sword, and the five fingers spin in the air, stirring the airflow to form a whirlpool. The three sword qi are affected by the whirlpool and are involuntarily projected into the whirlpool, and then are annihilated.
Sword Master Dugu Jian's expression became more and more solemn. He only used his palm to receive his three Holy Spirit Sword Techniques. He was afraid that even his old enemy Wuming would not be able to do it.
With this thought, all the Holy Spirit sword skills were unleashed. The body skills come and go carelessly, and the sword power is even more erratic. Sometimes high in the clouds, misty and sharp. Sometimes it is like a clear breeze and flowing water, with no trace to be found.
With two people as the center, the sharp sword energy surged wildly within a radius of dozens of feet, destroying everything.
Some experts tried to get closer to watch the battle, but as soon as they got within 20 to 30 feet, they felt a chill all over their bodies and pain like a knife, and they hurriedly backed away.
This battle was so exciting that all the masters, especially the swordsmen, enjoyed watching it.
He is worthy of being the unparalleled holy swordsmanship in the world, he is worthy of being the unparalleled sword master in the world, and he is worthy of being the unparalleled sword in the world. The swordsmanship is extremely varied, beyond ordinary people's imagination, and extremely stunning. If they were placed in the same position as Yulian City, they might not even be able to catch a sword, and their heads would be in a different place.
However, compared to the Sword Master, what is more surprising is Yulian City.
Yulian City is like a long-beaten boulder on the coast, standing still despite being swept by wind and waves.
No matter how the waves, violent surges, and lightning-like sword skills changed, they could not shake his figure at all.
Soon, Sword One to Sword Eighteen were all used.
Sword Nineteen was immediately used, and the moment it was used, the sword master's expression became colder and colder, and his whole body also exuded a sword energy that was more powerful than the sword in his palm.
It turns out that when he was young, the sword master tried hard to find the perfect sword technique but failed. Later, he learned that he had taken "Seven Lives of Forgetfulness" and became ruthless. Therefore, he could not have a perfect life, and naturally he could not have perfect swordsmanship. He went through all kinds of hardships to find the "half-hearted" and regain his emotions. Later, he went to Japan and met the love of his life, Miyamoto Sekirei.
Sword 1 to Sword 18 of the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" were jointly created by the two of them, and the names of the swords are taken from the words "holy" and "spirit" in their names respectively. They are the swords of love.
After the "half-hearted" failed, the sword master returned to the Central Plains from Japan and changed from a passionate person to a ruthless person. Sword Nineteen to Sword Twenty-Two are naturally ruthless swords.
The sword technique is fierce and fast, coming out with the force of thunder. Every blow is full of murderous energy, as if the evil ghost from hell is seeking life, just to take human life.
Especially the last move of Sword Twenty-Two, the Wushuang Sword was launched. Within a radius of ten feet, the vegetation quickly withered and turned yellow, all life was cut off, and the ground exploded one after another like thousands of thunder bombardments. A sword stabbed out, with murderous intent that was so strong and almost substantive that it descended from the sky and turned this world into hell.
It's a pity that Sword Twenty-Two is always Sword Twenty-Two.
Without Sword Twenty-Three, there is no way to shake Yulian City.
Of course, facing such a powerful sword, Yu Liancheng would not take it hard. His palm was close to the sword light, and he used the method of moving flowers and jade.
Nowadays, the transfer of flowers and jade in his hands is almost a myth. Even the founder of this martial art would not believe it if he saw it.
Boom! !
All the sword energy hit the ground, causing the already damaged ground to turn into dust layer by layer.
At this point, the twenty-two movements of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique have been completed.
From the beginning to the end, Yu Liancheng only used his physical palms to fight against the enemy, deftly defusing them all with his sword skills.
Sword Master Dugujian's face was pale, his expression was shocked, and his body was trembling slightly with excitement.
Before this battle, he never imagined that the living swordsmanship that he was so proud of would be broken by someone's physical palm.
There is no doubt that he lost.
And it was an unprecedented defeat.
wrong!
The sword master suddenly raised his head, his eyes shot out with sword light, and he looked at Yu Liancheng with a sneer: "You lost, we have fought twenty-two moves. But you said that you can defeat me with two moves."
"I told you to defeat you in two moves. If I can't defeat you, I will kill myself with my sword. But..." Yu Liancheng was calm and composed, always smiling: "This is just the first move." Bayi Chinese website
"What nonsense are you talking about..." The sword master snorted coldly. He originally thought that the other party was trying to cheat, but suddenly he felt that the scene in front of him was shattered. In a trance, the world was turned upside down, and the whole person seemed to wake up from a dream.
Streets are still streets.
The ground is still the ground.
The disciples of Wushuang City were still standing at both ends of the street.
Except for a few more sword marks on the ground and on the walls of the streets, and the surprised and confused expressions of the disciples, which seemed to be exactly the same as before the war, there was no other bleak scene of fragmentation after the war.
The sword master broke out in a cold sweat.
"The first move has passed."
Yu Liancheng put his hands behind his back and smiled: "By the way, this move is called 'a startling glance'."
…
On a tall building in Wushuang City, there were also people watching that amazing battle from a distance.
"The Sword Master lost." A cold, melodious, and erratic voice sounded, but it was full of coldness and domineering meaning.
The speaker's whole body seemed to be shrouded in a black mist, which was strange and bizarre. But if one could see through the fog, one could see that the person speaking was wearing a jet-black skirt, with the skirt trailing to the floor, and long ink-colored hair flowing down like a waterfall, fluttering in the wind. And that face of hers is even more beautiful and beautiful than any other person in the world.
There was just a faint coldness emanating from his whole body, which seemed to be able to freeze all living things.
"Heitong doesn't understand. These two people have clearly not taken action yet. How does the master determine the outcome of the two?"
Next to Hei Wu, there was also a woman covered in black robes. Her face was covered with a visor, carrying a strong aura of death. What's even more frightening is that this woman's eyes seem to reveal madness and paranoia all the time. Only when you look at the owner will you show a trace of tenderness and reverence.
"No, the two of them have actually passed one move, and with the next move, the Sword Master will definitely lose." The beautiful woman shrouded in black mist said calmly.
"Master, please clear up your doubts." The woman who called herself Black Eyes said.
"That Yu Liancheng is indeed a master, a peerless master. But there is no doubt that no one in the world can defeat the Sword Master head-on within two moves." The woman in the black mist said calmly: "Unless it is the Sword Master himself. Go out of your mind to eliminate problems and let the flawless Holy Spirit swordsmanship be stained with dust."
"But the sword master has fought countless battles in his life and is cold and ruthless, so how can his mind be stained with dust." Heitong shook his head.
"Yulian City first made a promise with two moves to shake the Sword Master's state of mind. Then, he used a martial art similar to the 'Lost Heart Crossing' to drag the Sword Master into the illusion and capture his mind. You only saw him before The two of them confronted each other but did not take action, but the Sword Master's sword energy occasionally flowed out uncontrollably, just for this reason."
The woman in the black mist slowly explained: "Now, although the sword master has woken up from the psychedelic state, his mind has been severely damaged and his will to fight is no longer there. If he is 100% cultivated, he can only perform at most 80%. Next, It’s the one move that determines the winner.”
Under the gaze of countless people, Yulian City appeared with a luminous sword, and said in a calm tone: "Sword Master, you have to see clearly, my next sword will reach the same destination as Sword Twenty-Three Different Paths, you If you can understand this sword, you may be able to understand the Twenty-Three Swords."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword was thrust out.
This sword had just been cast, but it felt as if the sword's power had reached its end.
But just when all the sword movements came to an "end", the tip of the sword suddenly started to vibrate strangely and undergo incomprehensible changes.
In an instant, all the fallen leaves flying in the sky suddenly dispersed, and those that were originally moving suddenly stopped.
——Absolute stillness.
Just like the flowing wind, they all fell into silent silence.
The sword energy lingering around the Sword Master suddenly froze.
Except for the luminous sword, everything in the sky and the sky seemed to be dead.
The sword master couldn't help but feel fear. In his life, he traveled across the world and killed countless enemies. As long as you have a sword in your hand, you will be proud of the world. But now, he suddenly discovered that although the Wushuang Sword was still in his hand, it had become dead.
All the changes and power of the Wushuang Sword were taken away by this sword, and they were all dead.
Uh-huh!
At this moment of absolute stillness, Yu Liancheng waved the sacred stone in his hand, and the sacred stone burst into dazzling white light, a white light that brought destruction, death, and ominousness.
But now, this white light can pierce the sword master's chest and throat at any time, and there is absolutely no power in the world that can stop it.
Because this sword means "death".
When "death" comes, what power in the world can stop it?
But this sword didn't really penetrate.
The moment he was just a hair away from the sword master's throat, he stopped.
Then the world, which had been static and dead, suddenly began to come alive and become alive.
The endless chilling air that filled the world was swept away at this moment.
There was just a faint sense of unwillingness coming from the glowing long sword, as if it was a poisonous dragon that chose people to devour, and was finally pushed back by people, and returned angrily.
"You lost." Yu Liancheng said lightly.
"I, I lost..."
The sword master sighed softly, his tone was low, and his face was pale, as if he had aged ten or twenty years in an instant.
He lost again.
After being defeated by Wu Ming, he lived in seclusion for many years and concentrated on studying the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.
Now that he has returned to the world, he has lost again in full view of the public.
From the beginning to the end, the opponent only used two moves.
This time, he was the closest to death. The tip of the sword, which was only a few feet away, already gave him a stinging feeling in his throat.
Emotions such as shame, shame and anger erupted like a volcano, and the sword master, who was usually not of high quality, couldn't help but curse: "Mom..."
Before he could curse the word "de", his face suddenly turned pale, because the divine stone erupted with amazing sword energy, which captured his mind, and he could not utter the last word no matter what.
"It's wrong to curse people. Sword Twenty-Three has not been deduced yet. If I just break the rules like this, wouldn't my hard work be in vain?"
As we all know, in the world of Fengyun, swearing means breaking the rules, and the martial arts and mental skills plummet. The most famous one is Emperor Shitian. After saying "fuck", the all-encompassing Sacred Heart Art can only use Emperor Tian's Crazy Thunder.
"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.
