After briefly washing up, Yu Liancheng came to the sword pool.
The sword pool is like an oven, extremely hot, and the heat waves are as real as they come.
In the sword pool, in addition to Tie Shen, Tie Kuangtu, Zhong Mei, etc., there were several other tall men, all of whom were famous swordsmiths in China.
At this time, they were covered in sweat, and they were also affected by the intense heat, but they all looked at the sword furnace in the center of the sword pool with fanatical eyes. For a caster, being able to cast such a magical weapon is nothing short of a great honor, and he would not hesitate to sacrifice his own life for it.
The sword furnace is connected to the crypt, and an underground fire rushes out. Yu Liancheng goes to the Leshan Giant Buddha in person, catches the fire unicorn, and lets the fire of the fire unicorn merge into the sword furnace.
The flame was blue-white, with a hint of fiery red in the blue-white, and it was extremely hot. Ordinary swords will melt into juice immediately if they are touched by a little flame.
At this time, surrounded by endless fireworks, there was a long sword standing in the sky. The shape of the long sword was similar to the "peerless sword". In this world, the best form of a sword is a peerless sword.
But this is not a perfect sword.
The things in front of me are constantly changing.
In an instant, it turned into a sword, a sword radiating cold light, which actually chilled the originally hot sword pool.
The shape of this knife resembles Xue Yin.
However, the form of Xue Yin Dao did not last long, and then turned into a whip, a golden whip that looked like a golden dragon.
Then there are halberds, axes, long sticks...
Obviously, the weapon that is about to be forged has the same properties as the divine stone and can be changed in many ways.
Buzz!
Suddenly, this peerless divine weapon made a trembling sound.
This trembling sound was accompanied by a strange fluctuation. Wherever this fluctuation passed, it actually suppressed the fire, as if it was worshiping this peerless magic weapon.
And this trembling sound fell into the ears of the swordsmiths, and it was like the howl of ghosts and gods, possessing soul-stirring power.
Two of the swordsmiths' expressions changed slightly, their auras collided within their bodies, they staggered back, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood.
Tie Kuangtu, who was already violent and possessed of demonic nature, was even more hallucinating. He didn't know what scene he had seen. He suddenly shouted loudly, his body was full of rage, his eyes were blood red, and he was about to destroy everything in front of him with his fists. The spirit kills.
Fortunately, a hand tapped him on the shoulder.
Tie Kuangtu's face instantly turned pale as if he had been struck by lightning. He also spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became more frightening and frightening.
As for the remaining people, they were also more or less affected, but their expressions were different due to their obsessions. Some were so sad that they were about to cry, while others were laughing maniacally...
However, with Yulian City here, it would naturally not be able to make much waves in the end.
This is another reason why Yu Liancheng has not gone out to stir up trouble in the past five years.
This weapon contains the evil spirit of the Great Evil King. If there are no masters like Yu Liancheng or Mo Bai Suzhen to suppress it, the entire people of Sword Worship Villa will be infected by the evil spirit, and their personalities will become extreme, and they will even kill everyone on sight. of ferocious beasts.
"One last photo is left!"
Yu Liancheng looked at the most powerful magic weapon in the sword furnace.
This divine weapon is almost ready, but it still lacks divine will to make it perfect.
Just like a peerless sword requires the blood of the three poisons of "greed", "anger" and "ignorance".
And this magical weapon is far better than a peerless sword. It must drink the blood of thousands of people, and even the peerless blood, before it can become a sword.
"Using my blood as a guide, although it is not enough to make a sword, can let everyone in the world see the sword and attract those who are greedy to help me complete this sword."
Yu Liancheng cut his finger, and a drop of blood flew out, instantly falling on the peerless magic weapon.
The blood seeped into the peerless magic weapon very quickly, and the magic weapon seemed to have tasted something delicious and trembled violently. Faintly, everyone seemed to hear the roar of the divine soldiers.
Roaring with excitement.
At the same time, a stream of sword energy diffused from the entire sword pool, and all the casters immediately retreated. They felt that the sword energy filled the sky, and they felt like they were being thrown away.
boom!
A sword energy that was unparalleled in ancient times spread out and shot into the sky.
This magical weapon is based on a peerless sword, so it is still a "sword" from beginning to end, a sword that can be ever-changing.
But in the sky above the Sword Worship Villa, the sword energy gathered together, the sky and the earth changed color, and the overwhelming sword energy condensed into the shadow of a peerless sword in the sky.
"I just wanted to use you to attract the world's masters, but I didn't expect that the Heavenly Sword has arrived." Yu Liancheng turned around, looked through countless buildings, and saw a "sword" that united heaven and man.
"Hey, Meng girl has achieved some success in swordsmanship. Don't you want to know how good she is? Now that the most powerful sword in the Central Plains has arrived, let her learn from it."
…
A gray figure was moving quickly.
What Huiying is best at is not Qinggong, but his Qinggong is so good that few people in the entire Central Plains can match it.
Not long after, Hui Ying could see the mountain villa famous for its swords in the distance. As a peerless master, he could faintly feel the terrifying energy in the villa.
A hundred feet away from the villa, the gray figure suddenly stopped.
Holding a heroic sword and looking desolate, who else could it be if he wasn't a hero?
Feeling the trembling of the hero's sword in his hand, Wuming's expression became more solemn.
He could feel that the magic weapon was about to be born.
boom!
Wuming paused for a moment, adjusted his breath, and saw the mighty sword energy soaring into the sky, and then condensed into a perfect long sword, stirring up the clouds and changing the color of the sky and the earth.
"this……"
Even the martial arts world known as the "myth of martial arts" couldn't help but be shocked when seeing this scene in front of them. The heroic sword in his hand trembled even more, and a surge of arrogance arose from it.
Wuming tightened his grip on the heroic sword: "Old man, don't get excited."
Although the Heroic Sword has only been with him for a few decades, it was actually forged by a great swordsman. After thousands of years of experience, the sword has become old. How can it compete with this divine weapon that is in full swing?
If you insist on fighting, your sword will be broken into pieces.
"However, we still have to meet this 'me' for a while. I am so frightened." Wuming was about to sneak into the villa.
"Haha, sir, you are a martial arts legend. It is a great honor to come to the Sword Worship Villa." A vague voice suddenly came to mind, and it came very unexpectedly.
Wuming frowned slightly and turned around, but two people had already arrived.
One person is dressed in black, looking very free and easy. With this extraordinary temperament, he must have been frightened by the rumors.
The other person was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a beautiful face and picturesque eyebrows. She was wearing a green dress and holding a long knife that did not match her body shape.
"It turns out it's the Lord of Jade City. He's here uninvited. Excuse me for disturbing you." Wuming clasped his fists and did not overwhelm others with his seniority as a martial arts legend. He looked calm and calm.
Yu Liancheng's eyes flashed: "Senior Wuming has an apprentice?"
Wuming nodded: "But there is a bad disciple."
"He is indeed a bad disciple." Yu Liancheng nodded, turning slightly to the side, so that the little girl behind him was completely exposed to Wuming: "She is my disciple, Xiaomeng, and I haven't met senior Wuming yet."
"Second Meng has met senior." Second Meng said respectfully.
Wuming nodded slightly.
Then I heard the second dream say: "Meng has heard about the martial arts legends of his predecessors since he was a child. Brother Yu passed on a set of Shunmeng Swords to Meng. I would like to ask my seniors to give me some advice."
Wuming originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw Yu Liancheng standing with his hands behind his hands, with an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he knew that today's matter would not be easy to resolve, so he sighed and said: "Easy to say."
"Senior, be careful."
Uh-huh!
The sword flashed suddenly.
The knife is out of its sheath.
If you can look at this knife carefully, you can see two words on the blade.
——Small building.
"Xiaolou" is the name of this knife.
Momo Qinghan went up to the small building.
This knife is very light, as light as the cold in a small building, as light as flying flowers, as light as the boundless rain, as light as... a dream.
The sword was made with reference to Guan Yu's completely weightless Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
Of course, this is just for reference.
Because there is no weightless metal like the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, although this sword is light, it is not completely weightless.
What's more, the reason why Guan Yu built a weightless sword is because Qingcheng Love itself is very strong and does not need the weight of the sword to increase its power. jújíá?y.??m
And dreams need it.
So this is the best knife for her.
Faced with Wuming, the martial arts myth, Meng undoubtedly used the most powerful "Shuangmeng Sword Technique"
One of the Shuang Meng Dao that instantly cuts off the soul.
The sword light approached Wuming in an instant, it was incredibly fast.
Even Wuming was a little surprised.
He had never seen such a fast knife.
But it was just a surprise.
Even without even unsheathing the hero's sword, he turned his wrist and used the "Invisible Sword Technique of Invisibility". The invisible sword energy spurted out and turned into a sword wheel, blocking the second dream's sword.
The second dream changed its moves extremely quickly. With a twist of its slender waist, its clothes flew up, and the long knife in its hand suddenly transformed into thousands of daggers of light, covering Wuming like an overwhelming sky and earth. This move is not only fast, but also covers an unimaginably wide range.
——Shuang Meng Dao, one of Shunqianqing
The nameless fingers were turned into swords, and one finger was thrust forward.
This finger prick was so unexpected that it was even incomprehensible. However, it seems that the horse is flying in the air, and the antelope hangs its horns, which is exactly the "inexplicable inexplicable sword skill".
But when this finger thrust out, Second Meng's sword skills froze.
Because Wuming's finger happened to fall on the weak point of the sword technique.
The second dream was forced by Wuming twice in succession, and the second dream did not panic at all.
Because she also knew that those two swords could not hurt this martial arts legend at all.
All her murderous intentions are buried in the third move.
With the first two sword strikes, her Qi had reached its peak, and the sword Qi spread all around.
The sword flashed, and the third sword had been swung out. The originally escaping sword energy was affected, and the sword energy was like a waterfall, completely covering Wuming. And what is faster than the sword energy is the sword light.
The light of the sword is like an aurora cutting through the night, with dreamy and brilliant colors.
The light of this knife is so breathtaking, not only can it kill people, but it is also like a dream.
——One of the instant dream swords.
Wuming frowned slightly and took action again.
This time, his attack was even more gentle and calm. With one stroke of his sword, he picked up small pieces of grass and shot them into the light of the sword like arrows.
The light of the sword turned the grass into pieces in the blink of an eye, and swallowed Wuming in the blink of an eye, as if this martial arts legend was going to be cut into pieces by a thousand swords in the next moment.
However, Daoguang collapsed again after a moment.
The second dream took two steps back, with a slightly pale face and a look of admiration: "The unknown senior has a superb cultivation level, which is beyond the reach of the dream."
Ermeng's third sword was indeed perfect, but she encountered Wuming, a martial arts legend who had reached an unparalleled level of swordsmanship.
The blades of grass were thrust out not to fight with the sword, but to integrate their own strength into the second dream's sword.
Second Meng’s swordsmanship was perfect, but he failed because it was too perfect.
Perfect knife skills require perfect control.
Just like a big bow with a full string, and like a water basin that is already full, once you add more force to the sword's power, the sword's energy will be released immediately.
"Brother Yu, I lost."
Er Meng stood back behind Yu Liancheng with his head lowered.
"It's okay, there are only a few people who can beat this old guy." Yu Liancheng smiled and rubbed Ermeng's head, then looked at Wuming: "How does my apprentice compare to yours?"
Wuming replied: "Jian Chen is not as good as this little girl."
"Heroes see the same thing." Yu Liancheng smiled and nodded. He waved his sleeves to make Meng retreat and said with a smile: "Since the apprentice has lost, only I, the master, can save face."
His palms were open.
A character appeared in the palm of my hand.
A character full of mysterious meaning.
It seems that there are countless secrets hidden in this character, but they are wrapped in a mysterious power, making it impossible for people to pry into it.
"This object is called 'Heaven's Cry'. In terms of power, it is no less powerful than the divine weapon that is about to be forged."
Suddenly, the sky shines brightly.
"Be careful."
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ps: Please give me a monthly ticket.
"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.
