Chapter 1: The Art of Drawing a Sword and Cutting the Sky

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Stepping into the stone gate, Yulian City came to another world in the contradictory feeling of heaven and earth being turned upside down, time and space rotating, as if it was an instant and yet it seemed eternity.

"Hey, this world..."

When his feet just stepped into this world, Yu Liancheng raised his brows and sensed an unusual aura.

Looking around, the place is full of jagged rocks, with only a few trees and flowers as embellishments. The stones and soil are all dark brown, as if there had been a magma explosion that burned the world. The whole world was filled with a sense of solemnity and desolation, and the sharp wind blew, making a horrifying sound like the crying of ghosts and gods.

It was just that the environment was strange, but more importantly, Yulian City noticed that there was indescribable hostility and resentment in this world, spreading across every inch of space, reaching up to the sky and sinking to the earth.

The creatures living on this land will inevitably be infected by this violent energy and become warlike and bloodthirsty.

However, the spiritual energy of this world is very abundant. It seems that even ordinary mortals living here must be much stronger.

"interesting."

Yulian City's mind was clear, and the anger and resentment were dusted off like dust.

With a quick glance, he saw many majestic buildings standing vaguely in the distance, and he quickly swept away.

With his "Close Path" integrated with the "No Distance Realm", it was just a thought in his mind to get to that building. It's just that he wanted to see the customs of this world, and he was not in a hurry, so he deliberately slowed down.

But even so, with his incredible speed, he still arrived in front of the magnificent building in about ten breaths.

Although the architectural style is different from any other world, it is quite rough. But the incense smoke curled up, and a ancestral hall with a simple style and full of age could be faintly seen.

"Saint King's Temple, anyone who intrudes will die."

There were four people guarding the ancestral hall. One of them, a tall man in powerful clothing and holding a long sword half as tall as a man, scolded.

Yu Liancheng's eyes wandered, as if watching fire.

These four people are powerful and powerful, and their bodies are filled with auras filled with hostility and resentment, like volcanoes.

Once it breaks out, the power will be extraordinary.

"No, there is no demonic energy in this person. He is not from our demon world." Suddenly, the expression of one of them changed.

"Could he be a righteous son of the Xuanxin Sect?! But the demon world has been closed. Only a few people, such as the Holy Lord and Mr. Jing, can open the Xuanyin Demonic Gate. How could a righteous person appear here?"

"Don't worry about him, capture him first and leave him to the Holy Lord."

In an instant, the four of them each drew their weapons. The sword light was swift and came very quickly. These four people were clearly just minions who saw the guardian, but with this action alone, they were no less than the many first-rate masters Yulian City had encountered in the world before. However, although the four people seemed to be aggressive, they actually had no intention of killing people, but wanted to control Yulian City.

Yu Liancheng put his hands behind his back and stepped forward casually.

Boom!

The four of them suddenly felt an invisible aura, like an overwhelming force coming in. The weapons in their hands suddenly shattered, and their whole bodies turned over and flew out.

And Yulian City walked into the building that looked as majestic and glorious as a palace, but was actually just an ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is very empty. Needless to say, there is no need to mention the incense burner and the sacred table. The most conspicuous thing is the six spiritual tablets, arranged in an orderly manner from top to bottom.

On the spiritual tablets, the names of Yixi, Buer, Three Worlds, Four Phases, Five Tribulations, and Six Paths were written respectively.

Of course Yu Liancheng can see that these six names are all taken from Buddhist terms, becoming a demon overnight, the non-dual method, past life, this life, the next life, separation from the four phases, five kalpas thinking, six paths of reincarnation...

So if there is a seventh spiritual tablet, it should be the Seven Nights, the Night of Seven Killings.

"Seven nights……"

Yu Liancheng read these two words, coupled with the information given from the stone gate, and this small world full of vicious evil thoughts, he already had a guess.

Boom! !

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound outside,

It was like a muffled thunder exploding.

Yu Liancheng looked out the door.

He saw four black horses, with blood-red eyes and a violent aura all over their bodies, galloping towards them with their feet in the void. And the rumbling thunder was actually the sound made by four horses trampling through the air. Behind the four magic horses, a carriage engraved with complicated patterns was dragged. There is still a black air behind the carriage, and there is a faint figure in the black air.

After a while, the carriage landed in front of the ancestral hall.

A young man who looked to be in his early twenties walked out of the carriage. He was in his prime, with handsome appearance and short black shoulder-length hair. Wearing a white warrior robe, there are exquisite carvings outlined by countless pitch-black magic patterns. Coupled with the slender and straight body, and the cloak that rustles in the strong wind, he looks extraordinary.

There is a sword hanging on the waist, and his eyes are shining like lightning, looking directly at Yulian City.

When the black energy dissipated, five people followed the young man.

Among these five people, the first one is a middle-aged man wearing white Confucian clothes.

Behind them are three men and one woman, all with swords on their waists, wearing black armor, and with powerful auras.

"Holy Lord, this is the person who broke into the ancestral hall without authorization. He has no demonic energy in his body and has strong cultivation. He is suspected of being a member of the Xuanxin sect."

The four people who had been guarding the ancestral hall knelt on the ground with respectful expressions.

It was these four people who saw that they were defeated by Yu Liancheng and informed the Holy Lord with secret methods.

"Holy Lord? In this way, you are Qiye." Yu Liancheng stepped out of the ancestral hall and looked at the young man with the sword.

"Yes, it's me."

Qiye looked indifferent and looked at Yulian City with a serious look.

Since the last defeat of the Yin Yue Dynasty in the battle with Xuan Xin Zhengzong, the entire Demonic Palace has been sealed off. Even if you occasionally go out, you must integrate the demonic energy around you and seal it within your body to avoid being noticed by the Saint of the Three Realms of Xuan Xin Zhengzong.

"Then, this is indeed the Yin Yue Dynasty."

Yu Liancheng nodded thoughtfully and glanced at the middle-aged scholar and the three men and one woman one by one: "Then, you will be Jing Wuyuan and the Four Sages of the Demon Palace respectively."

The Yin Yue Dynasty was a force created by a swordsmith named Yixi. It lived in a cave world outside the human world and was also a holy place for monsters and monsters in the world.

The king who now rules the huge Demon Palace is none other than the seventh-generation Saint King of the Yin Yue Dynasty, Qiye.

Jing Wuyuan is Qiye's teacher. He has advanced cultivation and is one of the few masters who can open the Xuanyin Demon Gate.

The four sages of the Demon Palace have served the Holy Lord of the Demon Palace for generations, and they are called the Evil Dragon, Infernal Affairs, Hungry Ghost, Shura,

Among them, Shura is the only woman. Unfortunately, her beauty is only average, so I won’t go into details.

"Stop talking nonsense, you're just a righteous lackey, but you dare to come to my devil's palace and run wild!"

The evil dragon who is the leader of the four sages in the Demon Palace is the most jealous of evil and can no longer hold back. The demonic energy bursts out, black smoke billows, and the figure rushes out. With a "choking" sound, the sword is unsheathed.

"Look at the sword!"

The sword light broke through the air, and the sword power mixed with the demonic energy, turning into a terrifying and ferocious black dragon with scarlet eyes and a ferocious face biting towards Yulian City.

Yu Liancheng's expression was indifferent, and he flicked his finger, only to hear a crisp "ding" sound, the evil dragon collapsed, and with a mouthful of refined steel, the long sword refined by the master craftsmen of the Demon Palace shattered inch by inch, and the fragments scattered everywhere.

The demon dragon's figure was pushed by a huge force, spitting blood from its mouth, and flew more than ten feet away like a rag doll. It pushed a deep ravine on the ground before it stopped.

"Dragon! Are you okay?"

"Bold!"

The other four sages of the Demon Palace helped up the seriously injured Demon Dragon, and they all wanted to take action, but Jing Wuyuan raised his hand to stop him.

"Tsk tsk, Qiye, you, the Lord of the Demon Palace, don't act majestic. The dog started barking before you even spoke." Yu Liancheng retracted his fingers, put them into his robe sleeves, and shook his head.

The Four Sages of the Demon Palace glared at Yu Liancheng, but Qiye said calmly: "What the Four Sages of the Demon Palace did was my will."

In fact, the previous Holy Lord Liu Dao died too early, and his family's wealth was lost in the battle to snatch the seven generations of enemies. Although he has been a Holy Lord for twenty years, he has almost no

He has stepped out of the Demonic Gate without making any significant achievements. Although his cultivation is no longer inferior to that of the previous Saint King, his prestige is far from enough, otherwise the demon dragon would not take action without permission.

Jing Wuyuan raised his hand and said, "I don't know what to call you, why do you want to step into my devil's palace?!"

Yu Liancheng kept looking at Qiye and smiled: "Is this important?"

Qiye was silent for a moment: "It's not important."

Jing Wuyuan also shut up knowingly.

Yes, it's not important.

A righteous person appeared in front of the Holy King's Temple and injured the guards and the four sages of the Demon Palace.

No matter who he is or what he is here to do, if he does not teach the other party a lesson, it will be difficult for Qiye, the holy king, to gain a foothold.

so.

Beat him to death first and then talk.

"I can see that you are strong."

Groan!

Qiye held the sword with a little force, making a gesture to draw the sword, and the blade of the magic sword "Yi Xi" slowly emerged.

In an instant, the demonic energy billowing between heaven and earth turned into substance, rushing towards the demonic sword in Qiye's hand like a tide, and merged into the sharp sword body, giving the sword a strange and ominous red light.

Qiye's eyes were filled with unimaginable murderous intent: "So, I will go all out with this sword."

"Could this move be the sky-cutting and sword-drawing technique!"

"You can't be wrong, the Holy Lord has actually mastered the best sword in my demon world."

"This is a divine sword that even the Six Paths Saint Lord has not yet mastered. The Seven Nights Saint Lord has only just reached twenty years old, so he is so stunningly talented."

Jing Wuyuan smiled and nodded, seemingly very satisfied with the sword Qiye was about to pull out. However, the four sages of the Demon Palace were all excited, with faces showing ecstasy.

choke!

Completely unsheathed overnight.

A sky-reaching sword light that condensed Saint Lord Qiye and the demonic energy of hundreds of feet around rose into the sky.

It seemed like a flash of blood-colored lightning, or like a scarlet rain curtain cutting across the blue sky, pouring towards Yulian City with unimaginable power.

Qiye was very confident in this sword.

He should also be confident.

This is a sword that can be used to block gods and kill gods, and to block ghosts and kill ghosts.

Moreover, the "Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique" is not just about its destructive power.

It can kill the body, the soul, the realm, the demonic energy... everything.

Of course, since Yu Liancheng is behind the Holy King's Shrine, this sword locks Yu Liancheng's body. Once he is cut off, the sword energy will naturally dissipate.

The blood-red sword energy flashed past.

When the sword energy struck Yu Liancheng, his body instantly broke apart and turned into the tiniest particles. At the next moment, the reorganization was completed.

This is Emperor Shitian's "Seven Impossible Situation". The envoy from Yulian City is even more calm and calm, with no flaws to speak of, and he can easily miss this devastating blow.

Boom! !

Since it did not reach Yulian City, all the sword energy continued to advance.

A huge roar sounded, and the ancestral hall that had been blessed by countless formations was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of the Zhantian Sword Technique. It was torn into pieces in an instant, and large chunks of stone poured down. The six saint kings' The spiritual tablets were also submerged in it.

The outsider from Yulian City did not damage the ancestral hall of the Holy King at all, but the Demon Lord Qiye directly destroyed the entire ancestral hall.

Qiye, Jingwuyuan and the four sages of the Demon Palace were all stunned.

"What a great swordsmanship."

A smile emerged from the corner of Yu Liancheng's mouth, and he suddenly appeared in front of Qiye, reaching out to grab Qiye.

Qiye came to his senses, surrounded by demonic energy and sword lights dancing wildly. His "Heaven-Destroying Sword Drawing Technique" is a unique skill. He is also a strong man with unparalleled magic attack and superb swordsmanship. In addition, the Ichiyo Sword in his hand is the most precious sword in the world. His combat power is also the best in the world, and he can beat him. There are very few people. However, the sword light carrying the billowing demonic energy could not touch Yu Liancheng's body at all.

Yulian City, on the other hand, connected the dots through the air, and the energy flowed through Qiye's body, flowing through his meridians.

Wander away and melt quickly like ice and snow.

At the same time, a mysterious and unpredictable rune flashed on Yuliancheng's forehead. It was the "Heavenly Crying Sutra" that was conducting mysterious and unpredictable deductions.

Just as Jing Wuyuan and the Four Sages of the Demon Palace were about to join the battle group to help Qiye, Yulian City suddenly turned around and reappeared where they were before. The sleeves of "Wan Dao Wuji" brushed against the waist and turned into a The appearance of the sword was exactly the same as the Yixi sword in Qiye's hand, and immediately the violent aura of heaven and earth poured into the line.

Between the lightning and the fire.

The hand holding the sword hilt suddenly waved.

Draw your sword.

cut!

There seemed to be a thunder blast in the space, and a line of blood-red arc light tore through the void, blooming extremely fast.

Qiye's cold expression froze slightly, even showing a look of astonishment.

But his reaction was extremely fast, and he once again used the sword-cutting technique to slash the sky with lightning speed.

when! !

Accompanied by the sound of fighting like a bell, Qiye took several steps back. His mouth was numb, his blood surged, he suppressed the urge to vomit blood, and looked at Yu Liancheng: "Slaying the sky and drawing the sword, you How could it happen?"

"What I just learned is just superficial."

Yu Liancheng smiled slightly and suddenly looked to another place: "But this is indeed a unique skill. It just needs a huge amount of demonic energy to support me. I am a pure human being. It is not easy to absorb so much demonic energy." . Fortunately, there are many powerful people here who are full of demonic energy."

As soon as the words fell, the person disappeared.

Qiye's expression suddenly changed: "No! That's the direction of the Demon Palace. The Queen Mother is still in the palace."



ps: Not only the mysterious secrets of Xuanxin,