The happy life of the devil and the devil

The battle in the ring ended quickly.When Lei Yong swept the last competitor off the ring in twos and twos, the sun had not moved past the mid-heaven.

Su Tai and Prince Qiuyi, who had long skirts sweeping the floor, smiled lightly, shaking the palace fan in their hands, as if they didn't care that the beauty who was about to get it had been ruined, and they turned their heads to say something to the subordinates beside them; Xi Min Today, Prince Rong seemed to be at ease with Prince He, who was also a woman. He dressed extraordinarily elegantly and luxuriously, but he didn't have that reserved demeanor. He looked at the ring and gritted his teeth.In the center of the arena, Lei Yong had just sheathed his sword and bowed in the direction of his own brocade shed. There was a slight commotion in the audience, everyone was trying to stand on tiptoe and look forward——

On the ring, under the four bodyguards who were not so much guards of honor, but more like escorts, Ling Yucheng slowly stood up and stepped out calmly.He was dressed in black clothes, neatly tidied up and down, without writing or embroidery, without accessories or decorations, without any high-grade decorations.Even the long sword hanging on the leather belt around his waist was dark black without any inlays.

When he took the first step, the two guards around him rushed up, but Ling Yucheng turned slightly sideways, touched his shoulder, and the two men staggered and fell to the outside.He didn't even go to worship in front of Emperor Yu to receive the training, he went straight out boldly and walked straight to the center of the ring.Every step is very steady, neither fast nor slow, with his head raised high, one hand pressing the sword, and the other hanging naturally by his side.His expression was calm and stern, as if the audience was bustling with soldiers waiting for his review—this kind of expression and attitude fell into the eyes of the high-ranking officials, nobles, traffickers and pawns who were watching the battle, and they couldn't help whispering and discussing:

"I have been supported by the country for many years, but I have no shame!"

"No regrets, no courtesies..."

"He dares to come here, how shameless!"

"If it was me, I would have been hit to death!"

"At this point, he still looks amazing, thinking that he was still in power..."

"Can't wait to serve outsiders..."

The criticisms of the literati and bureaucrats may still have some morals. Those small businessmen who walk around the streets and Liba men who carry hard work to eat, the words in their mouths will become more and more ugly. Sustain, almost someone will touch something and smash it into the ring.Ling Yucheng just stepped towards the stage step by step, his eyes were indifferent, as if he didn't know anything about the noisy scolding and contemptuous faces around him.Unknowingly, the lower part of the arena slowly fell silent.

"I don't know how to live or die." Looking at Ling Yucheng's behavior, the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, with white beard and hair, frowned and whispered: "I don't even care about the etiquette of the monarch and his ministers..." Before he could finish speaking, he was heard by the Minister of the Ministry of War who was standing beside him. Cao Ding pulled lightly, and immediately stopped talking.Before he finished speaking, Ling Yucheng turned around abruptly, drew his sword out of its sheath, and pointed at the center of the opponent's brow with the sharp edge of the sword reflecting the sunlight!

Lei Yong had been ready to attack for a long time, but at this time he was aroused by his momentum, and he also drew his sword out of its sheath. The long sword bestowed by Emperor Tiantong was horizontally in front of him, drawing a short arc, and slammed down in the void. hack.There was a faint bloodstain on the knife body that could not be erased, and when the knife fell, it actually made a strange buzzing sound!

The two of them stood facing each other, one with a horizontal knife and the other with a raised sword.One walks heavily, and the other is light and sturdy.One is full of surety to win, and the other is full of determination.Seeing that the sword, light and sword were about to meet, Lei Yong suddenly stopped the sword and jumped backwards. At that moment, behind the brocade shed of the envoys of Beiliang, the horn of piercing clouds and cracking stones suddenly sounded!

"Lei Yong, come down."

A voice that came from nowhere reverberated in the square. The understatement was like a whisper, but strangely pierced through the reverberating horns and rang clearly in everyone's ears:

"I will fight this battle myself."

When the horn sounded, there was a sudden silence in the arena. Before recovering, it fell into a deadly silence. All the people who were whispering or shouting just now tried to hold their breath: Who?Who is speaking?King Dayu is sitting high on the stage, who else can say "Zhen" on this occasion?

Emperor Yu straightened up abruptly, his face ashen.The courtiers around shouted loudly, although the honorable military officials could not carry swords in front of the imperial court, they all acted as if they were humiliating the ministers to death, as if they were going to fight for their lives in the next moment.The envoys from other countries had nothing to do with it. Some stretched their necks to look around, some looked at Emperor Yu's expression openly or secretly, and some looked at Lei Yong who did not hesitate, turned around and prostrated himself on the stage and shouted long live. Looking in the direction where he bowed down, he saw a person stepping up to the high platform.

The man wore a light robe with fluttering sleeves, in such a place, he was only wearing casual clothes, but when he stood on the stage, even the crowned Emperor Dayu looked like a puppet.The coming seemed to be extremely fast, but at the same time seemed to be extremely slow. It was obvious that he was stepping forward step by step, but it seemed that for some reason, there was a blur in front of his eyes, and there was already a figure in the empty space on the ring.This transition between extreme movement and extreme stillness was extremely uncomfortable for anyone who did not understand martial arts, and the faces of several guards with high martial arts skills around Emperor Yu turned pale, and they almost vomited blood on the spot.

Ling Yucheng also swayed slightly.Different from the night banquet at Prince Rui's Mansion, the aura pressing on him at this moment is not fierce and domineering, full of murderous intent, but it is thick and majestic to the extreme, like the Milky Way pouring down, the white waves are torrentially flowing - the aura hits wave after wave Hitting him on the shoulders and back, every breath felt heavy on his body, not to mention making a move, it was already difficult to keep from kneeling on the ground!

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, it was the Emperor Tiantong of Beiliang who made the move himself!

But why not be afraid—Major Ling Yucheng took a long breath, took a step towards Yuan Shao's approach, and bowed inch by inch: "It turns out that the Lord of Beiliang is in person—the foreign minister is polite. But I don't know your majesty." Why did you come here?" Without waiting for Yuan Shao to answer, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, his mouth full of blood, he shuddered from the pain, and the long sword in his hand bounced like a poisonous snake, piercing Yuan Shao's throat!

"Of course I came here for you." Yuan Shao didn't draw his sword in such a sinister sword force, and with a slight flash, the long sword was brushing against his neck, and the difference was only a fraction away.Following a horizontal stroke of the sword, he backed up half a step, and the tip of the sword brushed past his throat a few minutes ago, causing the hair on the side of his face to flutter slightly, but it couldn't even change the expression on his face!

The pressure on my body is getting worse and worse, every time I raise my hand or foot, it feels as if I am carrying the five mountains of Mount Tai on my back.Ling Yucheng didn't care about the more severe pain in his dantian at all, he desperately urged his internal energy to flow, gritted his teeth with a cold face and just rushed to attack, dazzling dozens of swords, but he couldn't even touch the corner of his opponent's clothes.With his hands behind his back, Yuan Shao dodged back and forth like a stroll amidst the flickering sword lights, and smiled leisurely: "I have admired the general's talent for a long time. I'm not far away today, and I'm here for the general—"

He suddenly dodged to bully him, and with his strikes like lightning, he had already seized Ling Yucheng's left hand vein: "If you win the general's promise, I will appoint you as queen to rule the country together!"

"If you get the general's promise, I will appoint you as my queen to rule the country together!"

Shocking words full of inner strength were sent out loudly, and the square, which was noisy and noisy just a moment ago, fell into dead silence in an instant.Everyone's eyes, whether they were horrified, puzzled, worried or gloated, were all focused on the arena where the flag was flying.

On the arena, Ling Yucheng tried his best to adjust his somewhat disordered breathing, raised his head and glanced at the banner of "martial arts competition and recruiting relatives" in front of him, and then looked down at the pulse gate of his left hand, which was blocked by someone.Suddenly, he sneered, and he raised his breath and sent his voice far away:

"What if I don't agree?"

Before he finished speaking, the long sword in his right hand crossed half a circle, and slashed at his left wrist resolutely!

The scorching sun is like fire, and the blade is as cold as frost.

Right now, half of his body was faintly numb, but this sword was like lightning, and he never returned—this sword, even if he cut off his own wrist, he would never hesitate!

There were exclamations all over the ring, but the trajectory of the long sword didn't deviate in the slightest.Seeing that the sharp sword was about to cut into the blood, and the cold air had already forced shudders on his skin, Ling Yucheng finally couldn't help but raise his eyes slightly.

The person who pushed him to this point was the one who succeeded to the throne ten years ago. Since he joined the army, he has been working hard to deal with the enemy. At that time, he was called the emperor of Tiantong, Yuan Shao, the king of Beiliang.

At this moment, the two are close at hand, breathing and hearing each other.This person in front of him is not the rough and heroic person that is common to people from the north, but has a handsome face. If he sat down in a tea shop or restaurant in casual clothes, he would probably be regarded as a scholar who has no ambitions.However, it is this person who chased Dingling in the north and expelled Erman in the east. A country that people dare not underestimate; it is this person who pushed Ling Yucheng to where he is now!

In all fairness, even though he was in Dayu, Ling Yucheng also felt that the Emperor of Beiliang was indeed a hero of his generation, much stronger than Emperor Jiayou of Dayu.If not - if not...

"I want to make you my empress..." Really, it's extremely absurd!

Seemingly aware of his frightened and angry eyes, Yuan Shao just turned his face to look at this moment, the two people's eyes met, Yuan Shao's lips curled into a well-planned and confident smile, he let go leisurely, and then dodged back, just to avoid Ling A sword drawn horizontally from Yucheng.

The sharp arc brushed the jade pendant hanging from his waist, but only cut off half of the silk ribbon tied to the jade pendant. Yuan Shao was just about to do a few tricks with him, and let Ling Yucheng speak out to persuade him, but Seeing that the long sword in Ling Yucheng's hand was already circled, he slashed at his neck without hesitation!

The sword light illuminated his face, and at that moment, a faint smile appeared on Ling Yucheng's lips, and his eyes were as peaceful as a child who just woke up.

The blue sky was like washing, and even the wisps of floating clouds that often floated in the sky were gone.Today is the rare good weather in this season.Ling Yucheng thought casually like this, with a faint sadness, but more of a relief that came from nowhere——

"—Zheng!"

There was a sudden pain in the tiger's mouth, and the long sword that was tightly held in the palm was almost broken at the root. Ling Yucheng only felt a strong force coming, and he took a few steps back before he could stand still.The figure in front of him swayed, and he instinctively slapped out but was blocked. Yuan Shao stared at him with some inexplicable things in his eyes, and when the two passed by, they only heard him whispering He whispered: "How could I hurt you?"

Most of the cut-off sword flew up in a whirl, Ling Yucheng turned his head almost involuntarily, his eyes followed the shiny remnant iron, until it drew an elegant arc and landed clangingly.This light and crisp sound seemed to break the dead silence that had always enveloped the ring. Countless people began to exclaim, yell, wave their arms vigorously, and shouted some words that they didn't know what they meant.Among the noise, only one worried and eager voice was particularly clear:

"--grown ups!"

Looking up at him anxiously is the captain of the personal army who has followed him for nearly ten years, holding in his hand the only power he can use when he is in a desperate situation, and it is also the last pawn he left just in case.Facing those bloodshot eyes from worrying for many days, Ling Yucheng nodded without hesitation——

The next moment, a sharp scream pierced the air, and dozens of cold stars came straight to Yuan Shao!

Contest to recruit relatives.Hearing the imperial decree from Emperor Dayu Jiayou in the cold death row, knowing that he would be "fortunate" to stand in the ring to face challengers from various countries, and when he "choose" to marry his country in this way, he tried his best to pass the Issued this order to the captain who is loyal to him:

"If I miss, you guys will kill him for me."

This team is equipped with a melee crossbow that has just been made. It can shoot three shots in a row, and can wear heavy armor within fifty steps. Ten people shoot thirty shots at once. There is no one in such a short distance as the arena. able to escape!

Li Xiao pierced through the air, and around the ring, whether it was the people and soldiers surging below, or the nobles sitting in the brocade shed under the canopy to watch the battle, they all gasped, while Yuan Shao's guards were already roaring and rushing upwards.Yuan Shao himself also had a dignified face, and was about to turn sideways to avoid it, but Ling Yucheng pointed his toes at this moment, and suddenly rushed towards the deadly rain of arrows!

Different from the order he gave to the guards, this second move was originally prepared for himself—whether he could win or not today, from the moment he decided to step into the ring, he had no intention of surviving.

There were exclamations in his ears, but Ling Yucheng's heart was empty, neither sad nor happy, his eyes watched dozens of arrow clusters coming towards his face with the chill of chasing souls and killing lives.The sharp triangular arrow gets bigger and bigger in the field of vision, the shape and weight of the arrow was even finalized by him himself, it turned out that the first time he drank blood was actually used on himself—he spent enough money to build an entire cavalry battalion. Pin smashed out such a sharp weapon, it was really sharp and unparalleled, it was worthy to use it to take his life.

Before he could finish his off-topic thoughts, a huge force suddenly came from his right arm, which made Ling Yucheng fall backwards involuntarily.The figure in front of him was shaking, but it was Yuan Shao who stood in front of him and drew his sword in his hand. Dozens of sharp arrows that could penetrate heavy armor hit his sword screen, as if hitting a copper wall and an iron wall, and he was suddenly shocked by the sword force. It has to be shot in all directions!

In the center of the sharp sword light, a cloud of silver rain suddenly exploded, like a cloud of fire and silver flowers blooming in the night of the Yuan Dynasty, reflecting the man wielding the long sword in the middle like a demon like a god.Ling Yucheng stepped back a few steps, and finally stood still with a stake. His right hand instinctively drew out the dagger that he was wearing with him, but staring at Yuan Shao's back holding the sword, he couldn't stab him in the back for a long time—— In any case, the man could have dodged, but he blocked the deadly arrow rain for him.

This was the first time, in the desperate situation of death, someone stood in front of him with an unquestionable protective gesture.