Chapter 259: Dragon, Tiger and Two Guards

"Flying Eagle Guard? It seems that you have avenged those people. Shen Zhong frowned and glanced at the five people lying not far away.

"The senior joked. It was these five people who didn't open their eyes. They bumped into the senior and died." Yu Nanzhou said with a strong smile.

Shen Chong's silence, the law of the jungle, is the same everywhere.

"The swordsmanship you practiced is the killing method of the Seven Killing Sects?" Shen Chong suddenly asked, if the expectation is correct, this is the descendant of the killing. Although the current cultivation is only to break the martial arts level, with the sword spirit of killing everything, it is enough to challenge the martial arts saint at the level of the refining god level. But I don't know why I haven't seen him on Juexianling.

Yu Nanzhou's eyes flashed, and he said, "The senior's eyes are like great, and the younger generation's practice is the way of killing."

Shen Chong nodded. He can't kill him just by his identity as the descendant of the Seven Killing Sect. This person may still need it in the future.

With Shen Chong's vision today, there are thirty-three-three Taoist maps and the two supreme skills of the reincarnation of the heavens. The inheritance of the seven killing sects is nothing, but the seven killing secret scriptures and the white bone tower are still rare treasures, and they will still go to collect them in the void and turbulence in the future.

Shen Chong flicked his finger and branded Yu Nanzhou with a spiritual imprint. As long as Yu Nanzhou does not break through the soul realm, this spiritual imprint will not dissipate.

"Retired. Since you are a disciple of the Seven Killing Sect, I won't kill you."

Yu Nanzhou's body was light, and the blocked true spirit immediately began to flow, but there was a cold sweat on his back. He couldn't help cursing these eyesight things in his heart, which actually provoked the strong man of the soul realm.

Not long after Yu Nanzhou left, another consciousness broke through the air. After sweeping Shen Chong's body a few times, it suddenly exploded, converged into a loud voice, and penetrated into Shen Chong's ears.

"It's rare to see a friend's cultivation in Xiaoqingping City. Please go to the city master's mansion to talk about it."

The condensed sound, a hundred miles of sound transmission, must be the strong man in the soul realm.

Shen Chong immediately recognized that the owner of this sound must be the spiritual cultivation, but the voice was a little scattered. The man's soul was just cut out. As soon as the soul turned, Shen Chong was not afraid.

However, there are soul characters appearing in Qingping City, and it's not good to avoid seeing each other. It's better to meet them.

"Okay, I also want to make more friends, but it's annoying." Shen Chong also did it in accordance with the law and spread his voice far away. At the same time, he turned around, swept more than ten feet, and walked to the place where the sound came out.

The owner of Qingping City is called Wuchanghe. He does not practice martial arts. He is a literary minister, but he governs Qingping well. The strong man who makes a sound cannot be a subordinate of Wuchanghe. It should be just a temporary residence in the city master's mansion.

But if Yuan Yuting is in Qingping, she will definitely live in the city owner's house. This person is likely to be the guard of Yuan Yuting. Yuan Fengyun is really powerful, and he actually ordered the strong soul to follow his daughter.

The city owner's mansion is only ten miles away from Shen Chong's courtyard. The fluctuation of fighting is easy to pass on, but this person did not stand out for these flying eagle guards, which is beyond Shen Chong's expectation. You should know that the soul masters are very conceited and proud. It's nothing to kill a few flying eagle guards, but for this person, it is equivalent to fighting. Face.

The distance of ten miles is at the speed of Shen Chong. Even if he doesn't use the suit to escape, it will arrive in a moment. However, Shen Chong is not in a hurry. He has walked for half an hour. He can't help but figure out Yu Nanzhou's sword intention just now. Seven kills and seven veins are inherited. Although the sword meaning is different, it has As a reference, the killing and killing are ruthless and leaving no room. If the sword intention just now is integrated into the killing path, there will be a great improvement in the no-life kendo. The killing path has inherited a lot of unique skills, but Shen Chong has only practiced this lifeless swordsmanship. If you want to improve this swordsmanship to the extreme, you also need to learn from a lot of swords. .

Thinking about it, I have arrived at the city master's mansion.

At this time, the gate of the city owner's mansion was already open. Eight bodyguards were lined up on both sides. A middle-aged man with a slightly bulging belly greeted him with a smile in the door. Although he was dressed like a housekeeper, his eyes flashed, and he must also be a martial arts master.

Seeing Shen Chong coming, the middle-aged man hurried forward:

"My predecessor came to Qingping City, and Li Huifeng welcomed me on behalf of my elders. If there is any rudeness, please forgive me."

Shen Chong nodded and said nothing.

Li Huifeng was also interesting. He stopped talking nonsense and hurriedly led the way.

He was transferred to the hospital and passed by a piece of Merlin. Two girls were stroking the piano. A middle-aged Confucian student was gently chanting something. Listening carefully, it was a poem.

The two girls are dressed in red and white. It is Yuan Yuting and Zheng Hongxiu. And the middle-aged man who recites poetry, dressed in Confucian clothes, elegant in appearance, is polite with his hands and feet. There is no fluctuation of the true spirit of the martial artist. He must be Wu Changhe, the owner of Qingping City.

Yuan Yuting had no expression, but Zheng Hongxiu's eyes flashed slightly when Shen Chong walked in. I don't know if she remembered the young scholar in Wankong Temple.

Shen Chong's eyes swept over the three people. There was no one else in Merlin, but he did not find the strong man who had just made a sound. Li Huifeng stepped forward and said a few words.

Zheng Hongxiu pushed away the guqin in front of him and gave a salute: "The little woman Zheng Hongxiu has met the gentleman. The two adults Zhang and Luo have been waiting in the hall, but the little woman is a little curious about the gentleman, so she waits here and invites you to have a cup of tea."

Zheng Hongxiu originally wanted to call him a senior, but Shen Chong's face was too young, and he was not dressed up, so he changed his name to Mr.

Then Zheng Hong waved her sleeves gently and introduced the two people behind him to Shen Chong: "This is the little girl's righteous sister Yuan Yuting, and this is the lord of Qingping City, and also the famous Confucian and Wu Changhe Wu of Qingping."

Wu Changhe got up and gave a salute, but Yuan Yuting couldn't sit still. Her eyes were a little bad, and Shen Chong didn't care. Moreover, he was quite fond of Zheng Hongxiu, so he nodded and sat down.

Zheng Hongxiu is also a wonderful person. She poured a cup of tea with her own hands. She didn't ask about Shen Chong's origin or any questions about Shen Chong's practice. She talked about the interesting things in the land of Shenzhou. Even with Shen Chong's knowledge, it was quite inferior. Wu Changhe occasionally inserted a few words, but Yuan Yuting didn't say a word.

Several people seemed to be just chatting, but Zheng Hongxiu's words were light and very comfortable.

After a moment, after drinking a cup of tea, Zheng Hongxiu gently got up: "Sir, you have a wide range of knowledge, and the little woman is ashamed of herself. With the teacher's teaching, Hongxiu has benefited a lot, but I'm afraid that the two adults in the hall have been waiting for a long time and will listen to your teacher's advice next time."

"Miss Zheng is polite. I have talked to the girl, and I have also gained a lot. I will visit her another day." Shen Chong also arched his hand and turned around and left.

How about it? Did this take away my exquisite jade? Is the vision that day caused by this guy? Yuan Yuting suffoed for a long time. After Shen rushed away, she asked in a hurry.

Zheng Hongxiu smiled and said to Wu Changhe, "Thank you, Lord, for accompanying me. There is nothing here."

Wu Changhe met and turned out of Merlin.

Zheng Hongxiu raised his hand and pinched a magic formula, released the truth, formed a shield, wrapped the two people in it, and said, "I'm not sure if it's that person, but if so, I'm afraid he can kill Guo Huai'an with one finger, and there is no need to waste those charms at all."

"Then it's not him. Why didn't you ask him about his origin just now, so that you can get him over for my father." Yuan Yuting said deformly.

"The origin of his name is naturally asked by two uncles Zhang and Luo. You and I are in a different state from him. It is impossible to make friends with each other and ask each other rashly. I'm afraid it will arouse the disgust of this person." Zheng Hongxiu said faintly.

When she just saw Shen Chong, she felt that it should not be the first time she saw him, and although she was a little doubtful about why this person had such a strong cultivation, according to the information she collected and then analyzed it, the eight achievements of killing Guo Huai'an and robbing Linglongyu were this person, but it was not easy to say it to Yuan Yuting, for a magic weapon. It is unwise to be the enemy of this man.

Shen Chong looked back, shook his head gently, and walked into the hall of the city owner's mansion.

There are two people sitting in the main seat of the hall. They are both strong men with distinct edges and corners on their faces. Although they do not wear armor or uniforms, when they sit there, they reveal a sense of majesty. This majesty has nothing to do with martial arts cultivation, but a kind of iron-blooded spirit, which is a temperament that has been tempered over the battlefield for many years.

These two people must have been fighting for many years. They are iron-blooded generals who kill people, and when Shen Chongqi gathered his eyes, he looked closely, he found that the spirit of the two people condensed into a group, and an illusory dark shadow gathered in the center of his eyebrows, which was a sign that the soul turned to cut the soul.

Originally, the physical warrior could not see through the cultivation of the monks in the soul realm at all, but Shen Chong was different. In terms of strength alone, Shen Chong was still above these two big men.

Who are these two people? Unexpectedly, they are all the cultivation of the soul realm. Did Yuan Fengyun send two strong souls to protect his daughter?

Shen Chong was slightly surprised. It was a little extravagant for a soul master to be a guard. This Yuan Fengyun actually sent two people at once.

It may be that Shen Chong's eyes were detected. The black-faced man snorted softly in his nose, and a consciousness broke out and hit him.

It seems that it's just a temptation, but it's just a turn of the soul. How could Shen Chong be afraid? The thoughts in his mind turned, and his clothes suddenly had no wind, which also released a sense of consciousness.

The two consciousnesses collided with each other in the air and dissipated invisible at the same time, but the black-faced man's figure shook gently, and his face showed surprise. Shen Chong deliberately suppressed part of his power, otherwise he was afraid that the black-faced man would be forced to take action, but even so, it was equivalent to provocation.

The black-faced man blushed and his anger suddenly stood up. His clothes were hunting. He was about to really take action, but he was blocked by the white-faced man next to him:

"Haha, Brother Wan, you can also try it. Although this friend has not cut out his soul, he is qualified to be friends with our peers. Why do you have to fight for spirit?"

The black-faced man's momentum dropped slightly, and the anger on his face also subsided a little, but he still had a little hatred: "Zhang Yun, this man injured my Flying Eagle Guard and killed Fan Yang and Lv Feng. He is already the enemy of my Flying Eagle Guard. Do you still want to excuse him?"

Zhang Yun smiled and said, "The army has always respected martial arts. Those people are arrogant and domineering. They kick on the iron plate. They deserve to be killed. It's also because you and I don't discipline them at ordinary times." Zhang Yun smiled and turned his head to Shen Chong and said, "My Feiyingwei's internal discipline was not strict. I bumped into my Taoist friend, which made my friend laugh."

Shen Chong smiled secretly in his heart. The two people not only looked black and white, but also acted with a black face and a white face. It seemed that these two people intended to win over themselves. He didn't want to have a grudge at will, so he said casually, "It's a reckless move. I don't know what to call you two."

"I'm Zhang Yun. This is Wan Luo. Both of us are devoted to the guardian of the country and sit down. There is also a name, which is the dragon and tiger and two guards, and the people you killed are subordinate to the flying eagle guards under my command." Zhang Yun said.

"It turned out to be the dragon and tiger two guards under the command of the Protector. I've been looking forward to it for a long time." In fact, Shen Chong has never heard of dragons, tigers and guards at all, but the scene still needs to be said.

Zhang Yun naturally didn't care: "I just saw the action of the Taoist friend, which can be said to be vigorous. Although I didn't step into the soul, the power was not under the two of us, so I had the intention to make friends. I don't know where the teacher is?"

The physical realm of practice is martial arts, which is called martial arts, and when you enter the realm of the divine soul, it is Taoism. They are called Taoist friends with each other. Shen Chong has already broken martial arts and Taoism, and can also be called Taoist friends.