Lin Mansion, Tianbo Water Pavilion.

In the big pool, the spring rain is sprinkled, and the circles are dotted, accompanied by the spring breeze through the hall, causing a little chill.

Mrs. Hua returned to the Lin Mansion, lying on the couch to rest, holding a candle on one side, and the light illuminated the scenery in the main hall of the Water Pavilion, so that Mrs. Hua could quietly read the Confucian works in her hand.

Suddenly, Mrs. Hua's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she raised her eyes to look out of the water pavilion, looking at the hundreds of millions of spring rain falling from the sky, and her delicate face revealed a touch of surprise.

"That Wang Qinhe of the Kingdom Mansion challenged An Le with a dragon's spine knife."

Mrs. Hua murmured, indeed a little surprised and stunned.

If she remembers well, Anle Forging Body Cultivation is poor Wang Qinhe's two realms, is it difficult, in the past few days, Anle Forging Body has successfully broken through to the Three Realms and condensed the Inner Dan

The speed is really amazing. Eight one

Lady Hua got up from the couch, put on a thin shirt, and walked to the corridor.

As soon as his mind moved, in the Qingfeng Garden, there was suddenly a figure wearing a hat on his head and a firewood knife on his waist, strolling over.

"Sister-in-law, this is the list of changes of the little saint released by the first mountain white crane."

Lin Siye handed the yellow book in his hand to Mrs. Hua.

Mrs. Hua flipped through it, and her eyes were full of smiles.

"That's right, the first time I stepped on the three realms of forging the body, I provoked the little saint to be promoted to the top of the list, obviously the inner pill condensed by Anle, and the quality is excellent."

"The battle of the Little Saint List is quite eye-catching, you and I will take a look."

Mrs. Flower laughed.

Lin Siye thought of An Le, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his cold and handsome face.

Both of them looked in the direction of the West Lake, and the spirit jumped out.

Sixth Mountain.

Mid-levels Pavilion.

Li Youan and the sixth mountain lord are talking, the two have been talking for many days, but the two of them are friends, Li Youan returned to Lin'an this time, and he is a friend of the sixth mountain lord.

"That young little saint list was promoted and ushered in the first challenge, if he can win, he will really be famous in Lin'an from today, just like Naluo Qingchen back then."

Li Youan chuckled and fell into the white seed.

The sixth mountain master stared at the chess game very seriously, his chess strength was compared with the legendary champion Li You'an, there was a huge gap, so he had to play twelve points in every game of chess.

However, he didn't care about Li Youan's words: "That young man, he will win." ”

"Oh, why is the mountain lord so determined," Li Youan said with a smile.

The head of the sixth mountain lord was not raised, but he was full of confidence: "He got the ink pool from me." ”

Li Youan shook his head when he heard this, this sixth mountain master was still boasting as always.

The two of them were speechless, and between the falls, they all looked at the West Lake.

At this moment, around the West Lake, there have already been Taoist figures.

Standing in the spring rain, looking at the battle of the small saint list on the West Lake.

Although it was only a battle for the bottom two on the Little Saint List, the young man was only on the Little Saint List, and he caused the list to change, which naturally attracted the attention of countless people.

Many people also want to see what kind of skills the young man here has, and he is a big backward body forging cultivator to beat Wang Qinhe.

The two sisters, Ye Wenxi and Ye Yinhua, stood on the bank of the West Lake Causeway with umbrellas.

Chong Shun Chao was carrying a big bow of Xuantie, his face was solemn, and not far from him, it was Ye Pet of the Ye family.

Zhao Xianyou sat on a tree among the mountains on the side of the West Lake, and the spring breeze and spring rain were not added, and he was out of the dust.

Qin Qianqiu walked out of the carriage with a cold face, stood quietly on the white jade causeway, and watched the battle in the lake.

Fairy Yunrou took a flat boat and watched the battle on the lake quietly and curiously.

This battle, from the beginning of Wang Qinhe's uneasy and majestic fighting spirit, has attracted the attention of all parties, and many geniuses on the Little Sage List have released their minds to quietly watch the battle.

In the darkness, there are one after another strong minds watching the battle.

The battle on the lake broke out suddenly, and Wang Qinhe approached An Le's side with a knife, wanting to suppress it with the forging physique of the Great Realm.

However, everyone saw the West Lake on a rainy night.

The demonic energy is raging, and the phantom vision of an ancient fierce demon tiger appears, entrenched in the big lake, roaring the stars.

The white water of the Great Lake exploded and tumbled.

and Wang Qinhe's rapid running water drift, just connected into a whole.

The lake was flooded with a few traces of blood, and Wang Qinhe, who was smashed into the lake, fell into a little confused, and he learned about the ancient demon five birds for the first time.

He knew that the body forging method that An Le cultivated was the Five Birds Forging Body Skill, and the grade was good, but it was not top-notch.

However, at this moment, An Le's forging power seemed to be a Tongkui method

"On that day, it was you who provoked Wu Kui Stone in the Martial Temple to release qi and blood, wolf smoke."

Wang Qinhe had a guess in his heart and opened his eyes in the lake.

A crisis suddenly came to mind

But I saw that the lake was suddenly cut silently, as if a drop of ink was scattered, bringing a sharp cut

Poof

Wang Qinhe twisted his body, but his hair was still cut off a little, but the silent ink sword came back

In the lake, Wang Qinhe glared angrily, naturally unwilling to be so passive, after all, he forged his body in the four realms of Xuanyi, and he was beaten by the Anle Ancient Demon Tiger style, but he was still able to fight.

Neidan was running, a mysterious intention burst out, his legs kicked from the lake, and the water exploded

The dragon spine knife in his hand was swung out, and the water that exploded was suddenly engulfed by the knife qi, like a white dragon out of the water, rushing towards An Le

An Le's fingers knocked.

The sword chant was clear, like ink splashing in front of him, the sword aura was a vision, and one by one the ink bamboos rose from the ground, standing proudly, and Wang Qinhe's move was blocked simply.

The cold eyes looked at Wang Qinhe through the ink bamboo and spring rain, without too much emotion.

If An Le remembers well, this Wang Qinhe seems to have stood with Qin Qianqiu at the beginning

For Qin Qianqiu, An Le was disliked, and the other party threatened Zhushan to kill him, which made him even more disgusted, so he didn't even have the slightest good impression of Wang Qinhe, and he was ruthless.

In this battle, An Le wants to support his own pride, and does not want to procrastinate.

After all, there are still old friends in the small courtyard who are waiting for him to return.

With a push of five fingers, the ink pool swept out silently, and the speed was extremely fast, and the refined and refined mind showed its grandeur at this moment

Then, the demonic qi in the body surged again, the qi and blood were like thunder, and when he stepped down, the vision of the ancient demon deer was misty.

An Le swept out in an instant, and a white horse appeared on the surface of the lake.

Wang Qinhe, who had just come out of the lake, pushed the dragon spine knife in his hand, and the martial arts realm of Xuanyi was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Forging his body through Xuan, his qi and blood, strength, and explosion are all stronger than An Le

Even if An Le's body forging method rank is higher than his, Wang Qinhe still has a chance

"Dragon's Fury"

The dragon's spine sword light was like an angry dragon, and the dragon's mystical intent bloomed at this moment.

An Le suddenly seemed to see a divine dragon overturning the river and the sea, and roared angrily at him.

But An Le's heart is so tenacious, his eyebrows are sonorous, and his eyes are clear.

Closing the distance in the style of an ancient demon deer, An Le's enchanting face was extremely cold, and the green mountains on his waist floated away, spinning at high speed.

The green mountains are on the side, facing the sword qi dragon.

At this moment, the young man has a hidden heroic spirit, bathing and adding his body, and the heroic spirit is drawn in the middle, and the heroic spirit is intertwined with wisps of body.

A palm runs through the hilt of the Qingshan sword, and the Qingshan swept out, like a long rainbow in an instant, penetrating the sword qi Jiaolong created by Wang Qinhe with Xuanwu intent

Ride the waves and slash the dragon

"A tattered bamboo sword dares to cut my big dragon"

Wang Qinhe opened his mouth coldly, the dragon spine knife in his hand, the sword was shining, and he picked it up without hesitation, slashing towards the bamboo sword that ran through the sword qi dragon.

He didn't recognize Qingshan, so he was naturally fearless

However, among the many strong men watching the battle around, there were people who seemed to recognize this sword, and their qi was shocked, so they looked at Wang Qinhe who waved his sword towards Qingshan and sighed.

The knife slashed the green mountain, Wang Qinhe only felt that what he was cutting was not a yellowed tattered bamboo sword, but a mountain that was pressed horizontally.

The dragon's spine knife roared, and the long knife cracked into a small hole, and it flew out of his hand.

Qingshan's sword strength was unabated, directly penetrating Wang Qinhe's chest, piercing a big hole, and blood and flesh were sprinkled sideways

At the same time, An Le approached in the form of an ancient demon ape.

The demon tiger roared, the demon ape roared, and the fierce roar

The majestic physique tempered by the five ancient demons and birds picked up the attack, and fell on Wang Qinhe's body like a storm.

Wang Qinhe's body was beaten so much that he couldn't even fall.

Spring rain is dripping.

A boy on the lake, beating people is like hanging a painting.

The sword furnace in the center of the eyebrows is sonorous, and the sword qi is agitated from the flat ground around the body, and the mind is controlled, every drop of water that explodes in the lake, and every spring rain that falls in the sky, are all dyed with sword qi at this moment, like a sword waterfall

Heaven and earth are close to the sword qi

Five fingers and one clench, countless sword qi cuts.

Wang Qinhe was instantly overwhelmed by the sword qi at this moment, and with a bang, a cloud of blood mist exploded in mid-air

The old man said that the challenge should be treated as a life-and-death fight, and An Le was naturally merciless.

After this move, the suspense has been eliminated.

A cloud of white light suddenly flickered in the air, and the small holy order held by Wang Qinhe emitted brilliance, as if time had gone back to eliminate his injuries.

And Wang Qinhe smashed down on the surface of the lake, floating, looking at the sky in confusion.

He suddenly understood why Luo Qingchen's Dao heart was so fragile

It turns out that the feeling of being crushed by others is really uncomfortable.

In this battle, after being bombarded by the five birds of the Anle Ancient Demon from the beginning of the game, he completely fell into the disadvantage, even if he continued to fight back, it was just a struggle at the end of the road.

The boy was suppressing him from beginning to end.

The spring rain is dripping, and the surface of the West Lake suddenly becomes quiet.

The ink pool and Qingshan swept their bodies at least a year, and were worn by a young man in green clothes on their waists, their qi and blood converged, and the vision of the ancient demon had long been eliminated, and they had resumed their youthful posture.

Without looking at Wang Qinhe, who was lying on the lake and doubting his life, An Le left the lake on foot, stepped on the causeway, and picked up the oil-paper umbrella.

The qi and blood on his body flowed, the water droplets were steamed dry, and the oil-paper umbrella was propped up.

The young man wore two swords on his waist, and walked away in countless hearts and eyes.

Spring mist and sparkling, willows and rain.

There is nothing to do in the sound of running water, a pot of rice wine and a furnace of incense.

A battle of the Little Holy List, in the eyes of the young man, is just an idle matter.

Stepping on the stagnant water and splashing two feet, the young man in Tsing Yi wore a sword, and he brushed his clothes.

Dashing.

West Lakeside.

Ye Wenxi showed a virtuous smile, and vaguely seemed to see the young man like a awakened tiger, coming step by step towards the top three of the Little Saint List.

"So chic." Ye Yinhua pursed his lips, looking at the young man's clothes, and inexplicably felt infected by Lin Chaifeng.

"This Wang Qinhe is so weak, a crushing is completely boring, and I thought there would be an evenly matched battle." Ye Yinhua for a while, pouted.

"It's Gongzi An who is stronger, fighting across the border, and winning with a crushing attitude, which is surprising but not surprising."

Ye Wenxi held an umbrella and took his sister in the direction of Yefu.

"Because, this is the difference between the genius who obtains the small holy order by himself and the genius who obtains the small holy order by the power of the family."

"It's like mud."

"Sister, do you think this Wang Qinhe will be as dusty as Luo Qingchen?"

"It shouldn't be, after all, Wang Qinhe himself came to challenge An Le, but he was unwilling to settle down, in fact, he didn't have the belief that he would win, it should be okay if he lost, besides, it is rare to have a tofu Dao heart like Luo Qingchen."

"Then I'll also challenge Wang Qinhe to try"

"We want ladies, don't bully people."

"Oh."

The sound of the two women communicating was gradually washed away by the sound of spring rain.

The rain smashed down on the roof of the carriage, bursting through the mist.

Qin Qianqiu had a cold face, looking at Wang Qinhe, who was crushed and defeated, and there was a depression in his heart that was constantly tumbling.

Seeing how proud the young man was, how depressed he was, he couldn't help but think of the day when he asked Zhushan to kill Anle, but it ended up being beaten by Luo Qingchen.

The memory of that day is deep in the bone marrow, and the humiliation of that night is engraved in my heart.

Luo Qingchen wants to liquidate, and he can't see the good of Anle, a young man

"The person who provoked Wu Kui Stone to burst out of blood and wolf smoke in Wumiao that day, is this young man?"

"The demon is angry, this sub-body forging method is related to the demon"

Qin Qianqiu thought coldly for a moment, and then got into the carriage.

The wheels crushed the water on the ground, and Wang Qinhe, who had not waited for Wang Qinhe, who was floating on the surface of the West Lake and doubting his life.

Lin Mansion, in the Tianbo Water Pavilion.

When his mind returned, Mrs. Hua and Lin Siye looked at each other and smiled, and their faces couldn't help but show anger.

"From the Wu Kui Stone, the ancient demon five birds that were deduced with the help of the will of the Wu Kui of the past dynasties, it seems that the rank is higher than my imagination, and the young man has his own fate."

Mrs. Flower laughed.

Lin Siye touched the firewood knife on his waist and exclaimed: "This son, a genius, has a promising future." ”

"The more talented he is, the more he must not be involved in this turmoil."

Mrs. Hua said softly: "However, it's okay, with that old-timer protecting him, the turmoil will naturally not touch him." ”

Fourth Master Lin rubbed the firewood knife and nodded.

Suddenly, the two looked at the octagonal heavy eaves dripping Tianbo Building in the distance.

Vaguely, it can be seen that upstairs in Tianbo, the old figure of Yu Taijun, who is on the dragon's head crutches, beckoned to them.

The two glanced at each other, left the water pavilion one after another, and climbed the Tianbo Tower.

In Taimiao Lane, the eaves are dripping with spring water.

An Le is full of pride, and he raises his pride in the first battle, so that his mood has undergone a good transformation.

Although An Le was very confident in the past, he lacked the pride and domineering that a genius should have, and this battle made him proud and renewed.

Stroll through the long, lonely rainy alleys.

In the small courtyard, the lights are faint.

Under the courtyard, the old man held the lamp, and the warm old rice wine he burned was exuding a strong fragrance.

A seat in Tsing Yi wears a green mountain, and it is heroic with three or two talents

Looking at the young man who returned from a leisurely stroll, the old man smiled, the lights were dim, and his eyes were confused.

It seems to see my once young self, stepping on the years.

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"Brother Shen"

"Hmm"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

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 an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.