Since the Leshan Flood.
Five years have passed.
In the past five years, the world has been relatively stable.
Wushuang City and Tianxiahui are still facing each other from a distance between north and south.
Unlike Wushuang City, which had remained calm and stable from beginning to end, Tianxiahui was on an expedition all day long, growing in strength like a snowball and becoming a behemoth that even the imperial court did not dare to provoke easily.
Among them, the three disciples of Xiongba made outstanding contributions to it. Especially the second disciple Bu Jingyun, a cold-faced god of death, with a delicate mind and good at killing. When Xiongba was in charge of the Tianxiahui, he was the one who contributed the most.
Of course, the development of Tianxiahui has not been smooth sailing, and even has some ups and downs.
The Tianxiahui is not strict in restraining its subordinates, and it accepts people from all over the world, including good and bad. One of the teams, while conquering Jianghu forces, burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of evil. One time, I passed through a village and fell in love with a beautiful village woman, intending to commit violence.
This woman has a name that is incompatible with ordinary village women - Bai Ruchou.
Bai Ruchou is nothing, just a weak woman. It happened that her husband rushed home because of something at this time, and this husband is not a great person, he is just a powerless common man, but he knows a little bit about boxing and kicking. , is building a box that can fully display his martial arts.
By the way, this martial artist's name is Wu Wudi.
There is no doubt that this warrior who is on the panic list is definitely not a good-tempered person.
Although the other party's atrocities had not yet been carried out, he was still furious. After killing that team, he continued to fight all the way to Tianshan Mountain.
This road was full of bloodshed.
The three major disciples Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, and Nie Feng went to stop him, but for this common man, it was just a matter of three punches and two kicks, and he almost killed these three rising martial arts stars.
Later, Xiongba personally fought against him, but this unparalleled overlord also suffered heavy losses. If he hadn't prepared a substitute, an escape route in advance, and the blessing of fate, he would have been killed with one punch.
Na Wu Wudi wreaked havoc on Tianshan Mountain, and the original No. 1 building in the world was directly bombarded into ruins, and finally left in anger. He threatened to uproot the entire Tianxiahui if he dared to harass the village again.
This time.
Let the world once again see the weight of the Panic List.
Just one person could almost bring down the entire world.
Later, Tianxiahui provoked a guy named the First Evil Emperor and a weak woman Luo Xian... Each time, it was enough to turn Tianxiahui upside down and severely weaken its vitality.
In short, it is not easy for Tianxiahui to be able to develop to the present stage, not being drowned in the waves of rivers and lakes, but getting stronger and stronger. So much so that the leader of the male gang who once dominated the world now has many gray hairs...
As for Wushuang City, they have almost no plans to expand their power. They just hold on to the more than 300 branches all over China and manage them well, making the branches more prosperous.
However, some people say that Wushuang City annexed the Sword Worship Villa a few years ago, and Yulian City has been living in the Sword Worship Villa in recent years in order to forge a peerless artifact.
And once this peerless artifact is forged, even a mortal will have the power to conquer the world and dominate all living beings. There are indeed signs to prove this. First, a steady stream of fine iron was transported to Sword Worship Villa. In addition, many forgers were also "invited" by Wushuang City and have not been released yet.
This aroused the curiosity and greed of many people in the martial arts world, and some people who claimed to be experts in Qinggong went to find out.
However, the Sword Worship Villa turned into a huge whirlpool. No matter how many people broke in, no matter how skilled the incoming Qinggong was, once they were affected by this whirlpool, there would never be any news.
Over time, Sword Worship Villa became a taboo place, with no one trespassing.
But above the Sword Worship Villa, the lingering sword energy became more and more powerful and frightening.
…
Xiaoxiao dusk rain sprinkles the sky over the river.
Ichiban Qiu.
The remaining light is on the building.
After an autumn rain, the red sun reappeared in the distance, but it swayed to the west and almost fell into the world.
The sun was setting in the west, and its remaining light shone on a restaurant called "Zhonghua Pavilion" on Long Street, making it even more desolate.
In the backyard of the restaurant, the faint sound of erhu could be heard inexplicably.
His voice was mournful and sad, as if he was sighing or crying, and it was hard to stop.
There are endless love and hatred in it, but it ends in tragedy. The lover dies tragically, and the brothers run away. It is said to be a martial arts myth respected by heaven and man, but it is just a poor man with no name, no wife and no children.
The person playing the erhu is sitting in the backyard. He has disheveled hair, a lonely look, and a little beard on his chin. He holds the erhu with one hand and plays the string with the other. He feels heartbroken and sad when he hears it. His whole person seems to be shrouded in a layer of sadness. . But the aura of Yuan Tingyue Zhi faintly exuded, but it was the style of a master.
Especially those eyes, although dimmed and covered by endless sadness, there are two gleams of light, just like two peerless swords. Once they are born, no one will be surprised and no one will sigh.
In the blink of an eye, the sadness faded a little. And this string sound actually seems to contain a sharp meaning, as if it contains this indescribable and peerless sword move.
But this sword move is also filled with ecstasy and sadness.
There was a handsome-looking young man sitting aside, listening quietly to the melancholy sword moves. His face showed a look of enlightenment, but he soon frowned.
After a while, the string stopped playing.
Wuming, known as the "Wulin Myth", sighed: "Chen'er, this move is inexplicably sad. Do you understand?"
Jian Chen lowered his head, showing a look of shame: "Master, my disciple still has something to puzzle about."
Wuming shook his head.
His disciple is very talented, and as a disciple of his Heavenly Sword, he has been on a smooth journey since he was a child and has almost never suffered setbacks. How can he understand the "inexplicable grief" caused by the death of his beloved wife.
In the blink of an eye, Wuming thought of Bu Jingyun again.
When Huojiazhuang was wiped out, Wuming only had time to save Bu Jingyun, who was still called Huo Jingjue at that time. Later, Bu Jingyun only learned from the sidelines and understood the essence of "inexplicable grief". Not only because of his extraordinary talent, but also because of the various hardships and pains the child has suffered since he was a child.
"Master, I'm sorry, I..."
Buzz!
Just as Jian Chen was about to say something, an invisible sword intent came from the room behind him, which was very shocking.
Hearing another "bang" sound, a sword light pierced the roof and stuck diagonally on the roof. It kept swaying and trembling, exuding an indescribable heroic spirit. It was as if the sword had a spirit and was clashing with an unknown being. There was another buzzing sound, and the long sword suddenly fell from the roof, and Wuming grabbed it in his hand, but the light dimmed.
"Master, this...is this a real name?" Jian Chen was surprised.
""If I'm not wrong, an extremely powerful magic weapon is about to be born. ""
Wuming put down the erhu in his hand and looked in a certain direction: "And this magic weapon is so powerful that it can even overshadow the famous magic weapons such as the Hero Sword, Fire Lin Sword, and Wushuang Sword in the early years. Chen Chen Son, I plan to go out."
"Master, you, are you going to find that magic weapon?" Jian Chen said.
"That's right." Wuming nodded: "Whenever a divine weapon is born, there will inevitably be a bloody storm and the destruction of all living beings. What's more, the aura of this divine weapon is neither good nor evil, good and evil coexist, and it is extremely terrifying. If it falls into the hands of someone with evil intentions, I'm afraid that the entire martial arts world will be in endless trouble and peace will be hard to come by."
In the early years, Wuming fought against the ten sects alone, causing the world to wither.
Nowadays, a group of young people have finally emerged in this world. If they are ignored, then the next storm in the world will probably be different.
Jian Chen asked: "Master, the direction you are looking at seems to be the Sword Worship Villa. Could it be that the rumors in the world are true and that Yulian City really forged an unparalleled divine sword?"
Wuming shook his head, his expression becoming more solemn.
Although he is a martial arts legend and a top expert on the list of panic, he really doesn't have much confidence in facing the panic.
But for this martial arts world, I still have to go there.
…
Baijian Villa. Bayi Chinese website
Nowadays, the villa is booming and there are signs of revival.
After the young master of Sword Worship Villa received a set of sword skills taught by Yu Liancheng, his cultivation level skyrocketed. He couldn't resist the urge to become famous at a young age. He resigned from Yu Liancheng a year ago to travel around the world. Now he is famous in the world. No longer inferior to Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun and others.
In the master bedroom of Baijian Villa.
Yu Liancheng slowly opened his eyes, sat up, and stretched.
The brocade quilt slipped off, the autumn day was getting colder, and the cold air went straight to the brocade quilt, waking up the two beauties on the left and right, causing two charming moans from the left and right.
The more mature Yan Ying yawned, her black hair hanging down like a waterfall, and her fragrant shoulders like snow. Regardless of her plump and delicate body exposed to the air, she dressed Yu Liancheng skillfully and gently. There was no trace of indifference in her every move. Patient and full of tenderness. As for the other one, she couldn't stand the beating last night, her expression was lazy, her brows were slightly furrowed, and she couldn't muster any strength. Naturally, she couldn't serve people like Yan Ying. What's more, this woman is usually the one who opens her hands when clothes come and opens her mouth when food comes.
Speaking of which, these two women have also been taught martial arts by Yu Liancheng over the years, but they don't have much talent and can only be used as flower vases, and they can make Yu Liancheng even more wanton on the bed.
Of course, Yan Ying is indeed gifted in certain aspects. No matter how tired he is, he can always serve Yulian City comfortably and even have the energy to deal with various affairs in Wushuang City.
After a moment of tenderness with the two women, Yu Liancheng strode out of the room.
The moment I left the door, I was in a trance, not only recalling the past five years in a trance.
Five years!
This year can be regarded as the most comfortable five years he has lived, without any grudges or fights.
Of course, he has not been idle during these five years.
Most of the time, I will use the Heavenly Crying Sutra and Jiukong Wujie to understand various secrets in this world.
This world is really too vast. After learning martial arts, this world is not much lower than some fairy worlds.
After five years of accumulation, the strength of Yulian City has now made substantial progress. Even the realm above heaven and man is faintly touched.
Perhaps because of his state of mind, among many magical skills such as the Four Jue of the Huntian, Ten Thousand Dao Senluo, the Red Fire Divine Art, and the Wuqiu Yijue, he especially has a profound understanding of the Wuqiu Yijue. It is also with the help of the Wuqi Yi Jue that many magical skills have been improved to a higher level.
Of course, as a man himself, Yu Liancheng can't help but immerse himself in the land of beauties. In addition to the two people at the back of the room, they also went to the past worlds and met Feng Siniang, Little Fairy, Lianxing and others, and stayed in each world for a while.
In addition, I also took the time to push open the stone door and go to the world of "Jiangye". However, since the timeline was still early, he pulled away and returned, only to help a little girl in red.
Who made this little girl in red make Yu Liancheng think of the charming little fairy in red. However, his convenient move caused quite a commotion in the aftermath, but he was too lazy to pay attention and turned back to Fengyun World.
As for the most important sword-making, Yulian City naturally did not slack off. It can be said that it used the power of the entire Wushuang City to forge this sword.
Yu Liancheng is looking forward to what kind of shock this sword will bring to the world after it is born.
He looked towards the direction of Jianchi.
"The day when the sword will become a sword is not far away!"
"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.
.jujiazy.
