Volume 1 Doomsday Ukiyo-e Chapter 92 Red Dust Sword Technique

Xiao Yi, born in a family of secular eunuchs, has shown extraordinary talent and wisdom since he was a child, and he was deeply loved by his father, and even alarmed the emperor of the current dynasty, and specially appointed him to enter the palace. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is rumored that the old and the young talked very happily that night, and the next morning, the emperor said: The young son of the Xiao family, with extraordinary talent, is unparalleled in the world, and should be the pillar of the country!

Therefore, Xiao Yat's name resounded all over the world, and he was in the limelight for a while.

His father originally planned to let him embark on a career naturally, glorify the lintel, and with his wisdom and talent, the marquis and the prime minister are just around the corner.

Helplessly, the good times don't last long, as I said earlier, Xiao Yi's father is an official in the current dynasty, and his rank is not low.

But when the imperial master was narrow-minded and had long seen that this political enemy was not used to it, how could Xiao Yi be allowed to rise in the court again? In that way, the Xiao father and son were officials in the same dynasty and echoed each other, where would they still have their own way of life at that time?

So he was fascinated, risked the disapproval of the world, secretly colluded with the indigenous fools outside the Fanwai, and jointly constructed a seamless trap to frame the Xiao family.

Although the emperor of the dynasty is not a mediocre person, but he is not very wise, the truth of the matter has not been ascertained, so he was furious, in order to prevent trouble before it happens, stabilize his own throne, one morning in the dynasty, personally cut off the head of Xiao's father, and the whole dynasty was shocked.

Then he made an arbitrary decree and ordered someone to behead the Xiao family!

That year, Xiao Yat turned sixteen.

In order to protect the incense of the Xiao family, the old housekeeper of the family knocked him unconscious, secretly hid in the underground secret room of the Xiao Mansion, and then hanged himself.

Xiao family, extinguished.

After waking up, Xiao Yi cried for a day and a night guarding his mother's corpse, and then set fire to the entire Xiao Mansion, swearing to the sky in the blazing fire that he would avenge this blood in this life, and since then he has been incognito and escaped into the rolling red dust.

Twenty years later, Xiao Yiren reached middle age, with his extraordinary talent and intelligence, he has become the helmsman of the world's largest chamber of commerce, and he is married like a beautiful flower, and his family is happy, but he has not yet found a way to avenge his parents.

Fortunately, it was not long before he finally found out that the initiator of this incident was the imperial master, and he immediately prepared to implement the revenge plan that had been buried for twenty years.

It's a pity that in the same year, Taishi was old and frail, resigned and retired on his own, and died soon after returning to his hometown.

After learning about this, Xiao Yi was depressed all day long, drinking to drown his sorrows, lingering in the land of fireworks, as if he had lost his soul, at this time, he was no longer as enthusiastic and arrogant as he was when he was a teenager.

Such a person, of course, can no longer be in charge of the Chamber of Commerce, and several major treasurers conspire to seize power and expel him.

But the tragedy is not over yet, although the Taishi is dead, the emperor is still there, and I don't know where to get the news, I know that the young son of the Xiao family is still alive.

Early one morning, Xiao Yi returned home in a groggy state after a night of chattering in Fireworks Willow Lane, and just entered the house, a strong bloody breath poured into his nose, and the wine was instantly sober, and what caught his eyes was the bloody corpse of his wife and children in the courtyard.

Xiao Yat was crazy, angry, crazy, crazy.

He rushed into the stove of his house, picked up a kitchen knife and ran out into the street, cutting down people when he saw them, men, women and children, until their flesh was blurred, like meat foam, and he would stop.

Dozens of officers and soldiers rushed to him, and when they saw him looking like a mad man, like a hell rakshasa, they didn't dare to go forward to subdue him for a while, so they had to surround him and evacuate the people on the street at the same time.

At this time, the former head of Huanglongmen traveled abroad, and occasionally passed by here, perhaps because he saw Xiao Yi's amazing qualifications, or maybe it was just a whim.

In short, he broke into the encirclement and knocked Xiao Yat unconscious and took him away.

Xiao Yi, who regained consciousness, seemed to have returned to the day when the Xiao family was tragically destroyed, crying for a day and a night, under many blows, he was completely disheartened, and recalled the scene of his careless disregard for human life, and suddenly felt that there was nothing to love in life, and he was bent on death.

The former head of Huanglongmen saw that his nature was not bad, and he couldn't bear to die like this, so he spent several days of persuasion, and finally let him abandon his will to die and regain his vitality.

"The prodigal son will not change his money, are you willing to follow me on the path of cultivation?"

Xiao Yi didn't agree, and after thanking him, he escaped into the red dust again......

Only half a year later, a group of evil people in the cultivation world at that time suddenly disappeared from the world, and later learned that it was an unknown swordsman who did it.

At this time, Xiao Yi's self-created swordsmanship was only in its infancy, and after experiencing the benefits of strong strength, he devoted himself to perfecting this swordsmanship......

A year has passed, one day in the palace hall, when the emperor was under the nose of the Manchu Dynasty, he was split in half by a shocking sword light flying from the sky, and blood was splashed on the spot!

Two years later, hundreds of people in the former Taishi clan were slaughtered overnight, and there were no chickens and dogs left!

Since then, there is no such person as Xiao Yi in the world, and there is one more peerless swordsman in the cultivation world-Hongchen Ke.

And he has created a set of amazing sword techniques that are not inferior to the top exercises of ancient times - "Red Dust Sword Technique".

Hongchenke is not famous, and he once went to worship on the day of the death of the old head of Huanglongmen, but then disappeared.

Therefore, not many people know about him, except for the current head of the Huanglongmen and ...... Bodhi.

......

He is both good and evil, but he is also good and evil.

He saw through the red dust, but he fell into the red dust forever.

He used to be called Xiao Yi, and now, he is a red dust guest.

What kind of sparks will such a tragic legend collide with Ye Chengcheng, who has also experienced all kinds of bizarreness?

......

If you are ruthless and decisive, although the current Ye Tingcheng is not a fuel-efficient lamp, how can it be compared with the Hongchen guests who have experienced countless lives and deaths?

Just as she finished the previous sentence, Hongchenke dispersed his sword moves, and the waves of the river churned again, and then he rose up along a huge wave, and the long sword in his hand cut through the sky at an incredible speed, only to see a flash of silver......

A kendo space composed of countless sword lights enveloped the two of them together.

"The Red Dust Sword Technique is vast and invisible. ”

Hongchen Ke stood in the air with his sword in his hand, his black shirt fluttering, his eyes shining with cold light, and a fierce momentum swept the audience, as if in this sword space, he was the supreme master.

Ye Chengcheng was really shocked this time, at this moment, the oppressive power brought to him by the person in front of him was not much better than that of the blood god of the day!

"Where did this person come from? How could I have never heard of it? It's clearly just an innate Great Perfection, why is there such coercion!"

Even if she was well-informed, she couldn't understand the scene in front of her at all, this was completely beyond the scope of swordsmanship, and it could be called a divine skill!

But it is not her character to sit back and wait to die, and if she breaks ten thousand laws, she believes that with her cultivation in the early stage of channeling gods, coupled with the magic skills transmitted by the blood god, she will never be defeated!

I saw her blood pupils slightly open, raised her hand and flicked her fingers, and countless blood beads appeared out of thin air, flashing with a demonic light, like a dark weapon in the sky flying forward.

A touch of disdain and ridicule appeared on the corner of Hongchenke's mouth, and then the whole person disappeared completely, as if the other person was not there in the first place.

The blood beads did not dissipate after losing their target, but suddenly stopped, shaking and shaking, as if searching for traces of their opponents.

Ye Tingcheng's eyes were like lightning, and he quickly swept through the field, and he didn't dare to act rashly before he found the other party's figure.

At this moment, the strong wind hit the back of her head, she was prepared, and turned sideways without hurrying, and at the same time mocked loudly: "I thought you were amazing, but it was just some old-fashioned tricks." ”

As her words fell, with a flick of her fingers, countless blood balls rolled back and rained behind her.

"Huh?"

There was no scream from the opponent in the rear, could it be that he made a mistake in his judgment?

Just as she was uncertain, a fierce wind struck again above her head.

"Look where you're running this time!"

Ye Chengcheng raised his head suddenly, and the needle-like blood pupils actually rushed out of two blood-red thin lines, and swished towards the elusive little bit of cold!

"Bell!", "Bell!"

Two crisp clashes rang out almost simultaneously, and then the chill disappeared again......

"What kind of skill is sneaking!"

Ye Chengcheng was very unaccustomed to such a way of fighting in the dark, so he fell into passivity everywhere, and opened his mouth to scold angrily.

However, the other party did not pay attention to her, but laughed at her naivety in her heart.

Anyway, Ye Tingcheng is young after all, and it is inevitable that he will not have enough experience in dealing with the enemy, and when he slaughters the weak, it naturally doesn't matter, he can just cultivate and crush him.

But at this time, this weakness was exposed in front of the experienced Red Dust Guest.

In that case, there is no need to make unnecessary temptations and end this battle.

The Red Dust Guest finally spoke, but it was erratic, and he couldn't judge his location based on it.

"I am a god in this world, and if you cut off a finger, you will ......"

The cold light reappeared, this time several times faster than the previous two times, only less than a thousandth of a second......

"Poof!"

The little finger of Ye Chengcheng's right hand suddenly left her body, she snorted in pain, and hurriedly sealed the important acupoints on her hand to stop the bleeding.

"Broken finger!"

Hongchenke's words were not finished until this time, which showed how rapid that sword light was, no wonder Ye Qingcheng didn't react at all, so he was cut off a finger.

Immediately after that, the second sentence came......

"Say cut off your arm, and you will ......"

For the first time, Ye Tingcheng's eyes showed a look of fear, and his body was like the wind, moving around in the sword realm, forming countless phantoms, and the naked eye couldn't tell who was real and who was fake.

"Poof!"

The sword light accurately found her true body, and she only felt a cold wind passing by, and then her face was full of horror, and her right arm suddenly left her body, and blood gushed out......

"Break an arm!"

It's still the same, the other party hasn't finished speaking, and the sword has been finished!

"What kind of demon is this?!"

Ye Qingcheng roared angrily, the fear in his heart made the physical pain numb, not worth mentioning.

Now she is like the other party's Chinese food, slaughtered by others, and has no power to fight back.

Of course, there are still killer moves at hand that have not yet come out, but the premise is that you have to find the location of the other party's figure, and now you can't even see anyone, so how can you fight back?!

Ye Tingcheng was unwilling to suffer this great humiliation, she couldn't figure it out at all, she had obviously abandoned everything and went to the Blood God Sect, and the whole person was reborn, why was she no match for an innate Great Perfection?!

"Impossible! There is no such perfect and invincible technique in this world!"

She forced herself to calm down, as long as she thought about it, she would definitely be able to find the flaws in her opponent's moves, but time was of no one......

"Say break a leg, and you will ......"

The voice of the red duster was like a nightmare, and it couldn't get rid of it no matter what.