The whistling sword wind rolled into a raging wind, wringing Qing Yu into it.

The figure was twisted into three pieces by the sword wind.

The figure is a remnant.

Qing Yu appeared silently behind Feng Buping like a ghost, and the long sword pierced into his left chest, piercing through his chest, splitting his heart into two parts.

Seal is uneven, die.

The corpse slowly turned into a phantom and disappeared in front of Qing Yu's eyes.

"Congratulations to the host for defeating Feng Buping and obtaining the inheritance of Feng Buping - one-star martial arts "Huashan Sword Technique", "Huashan Heart Method", "Deadly Serial Three Immortal Sword", "Wind Fast Sword". ”

The system prompt sounded, and the martial arts perception of Feng Buping came into Qing Yu's mind.

"Hiss ·······" To Qing Yu's surprise, although Feng Buping's martial arts skills are only one star, the relevant martial arts insights are very large, and there is a bit of an endless feeling.

After a long time, Qing Yu came back to his senses and stroked his forehead with his hand, soothing the swelling pain after suddenly absorbing a large number of memories.

"It's really, it's a lot of money······"

Feng Buping's martial arts are only one star, and even the Wind Fast Sword that he has created for more than ten years of painstaking solitude is only one star, and it has never exceeded the scope of the acquired realm.

However, after more than ten years of painstaking research, countless times of sword-wielding perceptions are not fake. These insights greatly strengthened Qing Yu's foundation and gave Qing Yu more insight into the sword.

Exiting the inheritance space, Qing Yu held the blue water sword that had not yet been returned to the sheath, and with a slight swing, the sword slashed into the air. The shadow of the sword was silent, and its speed and strength were more than a cut above ever.

The Tempest Sword aims to sweep the air with the sword, and then use the wind to drive the sword momentum to make it snowball faster and faster, the faster the sword, the more urgent the wind, hence the name Tempest Sword.

However, if the sword is driven by the wind, the sword will eventually be held by the wind, and in the end, the wind that the sword user himself cannot roll up, although the sword technique is fast, the trajectory remains the same, and it is easy to find out the weakness. Of course, bullying someone weaker than yourself is very crushing.

On the other hand, this swordsmanship does not care about the front and back, the wind cannot cover the whole body, at least not behind the back, Qing Yu is leaning on it, and killing Feng Buping with a sword.

After Qing Yu got the feeling of Feng Buping, his comprehension of the Tempest Fast Sword was no less than that of him, the founder. On the contrary, it no longer drives the wind, but pays attention to silence, and under the acceleration of the evil sword method, it complements each other.

In addition, the Deadly Serial Three Immortal Swords are also a big gain, and Qing Yu's emphasis on this swordsmanship is still above the Tempest Quick Sword. Overall, the task card of Feng Buping is uneven, and Qing Yu feels that it is worth the money.

"Martial arts put aside beforehand,. The most important thing at the moment is to complete the task. ”

Mission—My Voice: In this city, make your voice heard, and in any way, become one of the people who can determine the future direction of Yangcheng. Time frame: one year. Task rewards: an intermediate lottery and a two-star martial arts cheatbook. Failure Punishment: Lose all your martial arts, start from scratch.

This is the task that Qing Yu received when he first set foot in Yangcheng. Originally, I thought that for a year, although I might not be able to control Yangcheng and become one of the people in power who would affect the future trend of Yangcheng, Qing Yu thought that it was no problem.

I once thought that Mr. Mo was a-stirring stick.

Yes, in Qing Yu's heart, Mr. Mo is a-stirring stick.

He dug deep into the map of Yangcheng, a novice village with history, and dug it into a sinkhole at once.

"The top priority is to get the job done. After the task is completed, it is natural that the sky is high and the birds will fly, who cares what the hell his surname is Mo. It must be bad for me anyway. ”

Thinking of this, Qing Yu lowered his head and thought deeply: "At present, the mission has been planned, and it is time to think of a way out." I always feel that Mr. Mo has other plans, and Yangcheng will have great changes. ”

"It's still too weak, the sorrow of the weak. ”

Qing Yu took out the Tongmai Pill given by Mr. Mo, took it, and began to meditate and cultivate. Already knowing the pain of powerlessness, Qing Yu redoubled his efforts to break free from this unsatisfying powerlessness.

I have to say that although Mr. Mo has bad intentions, the pills he gave are all the best medicinal effects, and Qing Yu was able to enter the realm quickly during this time, and these pills are indispensable. Of course, with Qing Yu's suspicion, the pill was naturally repeatedly investigated.

After many inspections, Qing Yu thought to himself that with his current level of medical skills, there was no problem with these pills. If there is really any unimaginable poison that is put in the elixir, Qing Yu said that such a bull 13 poison is used to deal with a small shrimp like himself, and he will not lose unjustly.

As for entering the country too quickly, exceeding the six levels of the day after tomorrow, since it has been determined that Mr. Mo has ulterior motives, Qing Yu is too lazy to take into account what seems to be a nonsense gambling contract. At that time, I was also shocked by Mr. Mo's deep scheming and all kinds of fierce materials, and there was really a moment when Qing Yu attributed Mr. Mo to the kind of senior master who gave benefits to his sister in the novel.

When Qing Yu opened his eyes again, it was already night.

The moonlight shone through the window and hit the ground, reflecting the ground as white as frost and snow, and it was a beautiful moonlit night.

Qing Yu walked to the window and looked up at the bright moon above his head.

Coincidentally, it has been more than half a month since the last night visit to the film market, and tonight is in the middle of the month. Tonight's moon disk is very satisfying, Qing Yu looks at the bright moon, and unconsciously, he thinks of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"I don't know, is there a Mid-Autumn Festival in this world?"

Immediately, Qing Yu suddenly smiled: "What am I thinking? Is there a Mid-Autumn Festival, what does it have to do with me, I have no relatives in this world." Not even friends. ”

Suppressing his thoughts, Qing Yu looked up at the moon disk in the sky again.

"The moonlight is so beautiful······"

Qing Yu jumped out of the window. Under the moonlight, the flickering figures are like immortals, and they are like impermanent ghosts.

"You, who the hell are you······" Li Chao shuddered and said to the impermanent demon who was asking for his life in the moonlight.

Since the day before yesterday, after Li Dian, the deputy gang leader of the Iron Knife Society under the Li family, and the two elders died in the restaurant late at night, Li Qiusheng, the eldest young master of the Li family, sent people to search Yangcheng day and night. Thanks to the fanfare of Li Dian and the others, the other families have also learned what happened to the Li family, and while gloating, they don't want to touch the Li family's brows at such a moment.

Yangcheng belongs to the autonomy of the four families, and although there is a curfew, this is nothing for the people of the four families.

Li Chao, as a side branch of the Li family, is trusted by Li Qiusheng more than other people in the Iron Knife Society, after all, even the leader of the Iron Knife Society is suspected now, and Li Qiusheng believes in his family even more.

Round-the-clock searches, and after the search, it is necessary to check for suspicious persons at night. Doing underworld business and doing city defense work, Li Chao is also drunk. It is also possible to have this thing in this strange place in Yangcheng, and the City Lord's Mansion does not care.

Patrolling the streets is tiring, Li Chao finally waited for someone to change shifts, and immediately took his subordinates to have a supper first. The other party was like a ghost again, in a few flashes, his subordinates didn't even have time to shout, they fell to the ground, there was no movement, and now, it was Li Chao's turn.

The desire to survive overpowered the fear, and Li Chao opened his mouth to shout.

"He... Amazing ······" The silent swift sword slashed his throat, blood spilled from the wound, Li Chao listened to the sound of the patrolling people approaching, and watched wordlessly as Impermanence disappeared into the deep alley next to him.