Simulation of all things: starting with copper skin and iron bones

The light is coming from the lantern.

Wei An and Qin Yu'e walked slowly, with the lights on both sides flickering, as if they had stepped on the Avenue of Stars, the scene was very psychedelic.

After a while, the gravel road began to extend upwards, forming a long steep slope.

"There's someone up there."

Wei An focused his eyes, and saw a figure shaking on the top of the slope from a distance, suspected to be patrolling.

Qin Yu'e nodded and said: "The cultists from Congxin have been guarding this place. They should be using the Sword Washing Pond."

Congxin taught people to kill people and grab swords. The swords they took did not belong to them. Only by polluting them, or using the sword washing pool, to erase or wash away the breath of the original owner, could they be used for their own use.

Wei An understood, and stepped forward, grandly.

Seeing this, Qin Yu'e took a deep breath, her eyes sparkled, and she quickly followed.

"who?"

As soon as the two reached halfway up the slope, the people on top spotted them and charged down aggressively.

"I go!"

Qin Yu'e tipped her toes, rushed forward, and with a clang, the long sword was unsheathed like a rainbow.

Wei An looked up and found that Qin Yu'e's sword was also red, dazzling like a morning glow.

puff!

She rushed forward, accelerated, and passed a cult member.

In a flash of sunlight, a beautiful human head flew up!

"She is the living king Qin Yu'e, kill her..."

A group of cultists finally saw clearly who was coming. The two sides had long been rivals, and no one was polite, and they all beat them to death.

Brush brush!

Qin Yu'e frantically swung out her sword, killing more than ten people in a row.

"Go away, let me do it."

A sharp roar was heard suddenly, and a tall figure rushed down from the top of the slope, dressed in colorful and very fancy clothes.

In fact, this kind of pattern is the characteristic of Congxinjiao, and their robes are all in this style, which is a bit similar to Baijiayi.

The other cultists backed down.

After Qin Yu'e chopped off a person, she suddenly raised her head, and a big sword fell on top of her head.

In a hurry, she raised her red sword to block.

Peng!

A huge force rushed over, Qin Yu'e's delicate body shook, the soles of her feet exploded, and her feet sank into the ground, reaching her ankles.

"Wang Xuanjing, I didn't expect you to join the Congxin Sect."

Qin Yu'e's arms trembled, and she barely managed to hold the big sword, but she couldn't shake it off and was pinned down in place.

With a flash in her eyes, she recognized the tall figure, and she couldn't help being shocked.

The other party is the eldest son of another martial arts family in Efang County, Wang Xuanjing!

This Wang family is actually one of the vassals of the Qin family. It once swore allegiance to the Qin family and would never betray.

Wang Xuanjing grinned, and said coldly: "Qin Yu'e, those who know the current affairs are heroes, your Qin family is gone, why should my Wang family be buried with you?"

He stared at Qin Yu'e's trembling chest with an evil look in his eyes, "I think back then, if you were willing to marry me, my Wang family and the Qin family have been friends for a hundred years, so how could you betray so easily?

You pretend to be noble and feel that I am not good enough for you, so you can only be a dog for your Qin family!

Hmph, it's your Qin family who were unkind first, and blame my Wang family for being unrighteous! "

"Traitor, don't make excuses!"

Qin Yu'e was so angry that her chest almost exploded, and a terrifying force burst out suddenly.

"Eclipse swordsmanship? Chixia!"

It was as if a sun had risen above the red sword, unstoppable, changing the world.

Wang Xuanjing's expression changed, and he immediately retreated violently. As soon as he landed, he charged forward again, jumped up, volleyed, swung the sword with both hands in a circle, and slashed from top to bottom, decisively and fiercely.

"Hercules Divine Sword? Slash!"

The strong wind hit her face, and her cheeks were almost cracked and bleeding. Qin Yu'e clenched her silver teeth, mobilizing all her strength, pouring into her Chixia Sword, and meeting the big sword.

boom!

A circular air wave exploded.

The two figures shook violently at the same time, and each backed away.

The air waves exploded, impacting in all directions, and all the wooden fences on both sides were blown away and destroyed.

A few unlucky cultists got closer, their bodies were all torn apart, blood spattered on the spot.

Qin Yu'e slid on the ground for more than ten meters and stopped, panting heavily, her face flushed.

Wang Xuanjing was also panting like a cow, and his face was angry for a while.

You know, he is 15 years older than Qin Yu'e, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the third rank, while Qin Yu'e is only a late third rank, and he did not expect that she could be evenly matched with him.

"Bitch, today I will definitely take you down and strip you naked in front of all my brothers to see how honorable you really are."

Wang Xuanjing turned his hand and took out a medicine bottle, and poured a pill into his mouth.

In an instant, his skin became red, his body was steaming, and his eyes were blood red like a ghost.

Swish!

Wang Xuanjing rushed out, two or three times faster than before, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Qin Yu'e, sweeping across with his sword.

when!

Qin Yu'e swung her sword to resist, but was attacked by a strong force, unable to resist, her body flew out obliquely, and hit the pine tree beside the gravel road.

Suddenly, a figure appeared beside Qin Yu'e, stretched out his palm, and pressed it against her back.

The power poured on Qin Yu'e was let go as if being drained by flood discharge.

Qin Yu'e's whole body relaxed immediately, and she landed firmly on the ground. Turning her head to look, she happened to catch a glimpse of Wei An withdrawing her palm.

"Thank you Master for saving your life."

Qin Yu'e pursed her lips, lowered her head slightly, with a shy look on her face.

"You're welcome."

Wei An's expression was calm. It's been a while since he watched the confrontation between the third-rank warriors. After observing carefully today, he realized what it means...

Rookies peck each other!

"Hey, where is the hairy boy?"

Only then did Wang Xuanjing notice Wei An.

It's no wonder that he has bad eyesight, because he was a step late, and only saw Qin Yu'e fighting with a group of cultists, so he mistakenly thought that she was the only one at the scene.

Wei An has short hair, in Wang Xuanjing's eyes, isn't he just a brat?

"Master Wang, this man looks unfamiliar, he doesn't look like the Qin family." A cult member shouted.

Wang Xuanjing scolded: "Bullshit, you didn't see him wearing a monk's robe, he is obviously a monk with hair on his head."

"Yes Yes……"

The cultist smiled embarrassingly and dared not speak.

Wang Xuanjingqing raised his big sword, pointed at Wei An, and said in a deep voice, "Maotou, where did you come from? What is your relationship with the Qin family?"

Wei An didn't even look at the other party, he raised his right arm, and a huge iron fan flashed in his hand.

"White Tiger Iron Fan? Wind Blade!"

Wei An spread out a huge fan, and swung it up, whoosh!

A masterpiece of sharp sound!

Hundreds of wind blades burst out, and they arrived in the blink of an eye, flashing past Wang Xuanjing's body.

Wang Xuanjing froze all over, and the expression on his face was completely frozen.

The wind blade continued to charge forward, sweeping through the crowd of cultists.

From the beginning of the fight to the present, the number of cultists rushing down from the top of the slope is close to [-].

puff!

Dense intertwined blood lines appeared all over Wang Xuanjing's body, covering every part of his body.

As the blood line continued to expand, his body began to disintegrate and rupture, shattered into pieces of flesh and blood, scattered on the ground, and piled up into a meat bag.

Behind him, the cultists fell like dominoes one by one, their bodies disintegrated and turned into piles of flesh.

Donate blood everywhere!

gurgling down the slope!

Qin Yu'e watched the bright red stream flowing down from her feet, gradually turning into a river of blood, and her heart was beyond shocked.

Wei An stretched out his hand, grabbed Qin Yu'e's arm, and jumped up into the air.

The next moment, the two reached the top of the slope.

The top of the slope is an open space, overgrown with weeds, and a mottled stone gate stands in the middle!

At the moment the stone door is closed.

Qin Yu'e raised her finger to the stone gate, and said, "Behind the gate is a small cave, and the sword washing pool is inside. I entered it once when I was promoted to the third rank."

Wei An understood, stepped forward and pushed the door open.

Rumble!

The stone door opened slowly, and a violent tumbling mist emerged behind the door, like a huge vortex.

The two plunged into the mist vortex.

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems like a second, and it seems like a long time...

Wei An suddenly touched something hard with his feet, and his body stood firm.

He quickly looked around and found himself on a grassland with singing birds and fragrant flowers.

The grassland is not very big, only about ten acres in area.

Ten acres away, it's all gray and black. You don't need to think about it, but there is a foggy world outside Dongtian Paradise.

Speaking of it, this is actually Wei An's first time entering the Paradise of Paradise, and it feels very fresh.

"Master, we are coming in."

Qin Yu'e appeared next to Wei An, looked around, and said with nostalgia.

Almost at the same time!

"who?"

"Who allowed you in?"

"Wang Xuanjing, isn't he guarding outside?"

Three figures rushed towards them, each wearing colorful robes, the corners of which fluttered in the wind, nondescript.

"These three people are all second-rank." Wei An glanced first, and then swung the white tiger iron fan.

Whoohoo!

The sharp piercing sound sounded again.

The corner of Qin Yu'e's mouth twitched, watching helplessly as the three masters were dismembered into pieces in front of her.

"Where is the Sword Washing Pond?" Wei An looked around and asked.

Qin Yu'e raised her finger and pointed to a shining place in the distance, and replied: "There is a lake there, and that lake is the Sword Washing Pool."