My wife came from billions of years ago

long street.

More and more people came to watch the fun. Everyone had complaints about Liu Mang's actions, but due to his identity, they dared not speak out.

Liu Mang has had a bad reputation for a long time. Even though he left the imperial capital for two years, his reputation remains. Moreover, he is the son of a noble duke. Who among the ordinary people dares to provoke him?

They could only watch Dao Qing and Luo being bullied.

Someone whispered in his heart, "This young lady has been targeted by Liu Mang. I'm afraid she won't be able to escape his clutches. Once she falls into Liu Mang's hands, she will be in big trouble."

"How many young girls in the past were ruined by him."

Someone else said: "In the past, Liu Mang liked unmarried girls. How come his taste has changed after two years away from home? He now likes married women."

In fact, all men, like Liu Mang, want to become Boss Cao.

"Take it and bring it back to me."

At Liu Mang's command, the guards around him swarmed forward and tried to capture Dao Qingluo and the other man. A Lian was extremely anxious and stood in front of Dao Qingluo with her delicate body.

"Do you know who we are? If you dare to attack us, someone will not let you off."

When Liu Mang heard A Lian's voice, he smiled evilly, "I'm so scared. Who dares to attack me in Xianyang City? I advise you to be obedient. This young master will pity you."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless and destroying the flower."

Dao Qingluo held the black cat in her arms, calm and composed, with her beautiful eyes flickering. She never took Liu Mang seriously from beginning to end, "Alian, step back!"

In her eyes, Liu Mang was just a clown who relied on his martial arts skills to bully others in the imperial capital. Without the protection of Duke Lu, the grass on his grave would be one meter high.

"Alian, let's go!"

Dao Qingluo was walking while petting the cat, not wanting to cause any trouble.

See this.

Liu Mang was furious. How dare they not take him seriously? "I let you go? I've been in Lieyang Sect for two years. I'm very angry now. I'm going to take care of you today."

"Take it!"

The guards stepped forward quickly and drew their swords. At this moment, a sound of breaking air came from above the nine heavens, and with a whoosh, a flying sword shot down from the sky.

"boom!"

A loud noise was heard, the ground exploded, sand and rocks rolled up, and the terrifying sword energy blew away the guards of the Duke's Mansion. They vomited blood and their bones were broken.

Even standing up was a luxury and they lost their fighting ability in an instant.

This scene stunned everyone on the street. A sword flying from the sky was so terrifying. Who could have done that?

Liu Mang and Yun Zijing looked at the long sword stuck in the long street. They were terrified, especially Yun Zijing. "True essence turns into a sword?"

"The person who attacked is very strong. His sword skills are better than mine. There is such a sword master in the imperial capital, and I know nothing about it."

"Sir, the identities of these two women are not simple. Don't cause any more trouble. Let them leave!"

Liu Mang was furious, his eyes fell on Dao Qing Luo Qianying, greedily, and he was unwilling to let her leave like this, "Old Yun, I have the flying sword talisman given by my master, why should I be afraid of the sword cultivator hiding in the dark."

"If he dares to show up, I will kill him instantly with one sword!"

"I don't believe this person's swordsmanship is better than my master's."

"Sir, the flying sword talisman was given to you by Taoist Tianjian to save your life. It is not worth using the talisman for a woman." Yun Zijing reminded him, "Please think twice."

"Old Yun, this is the flying sword talisman. Take it with you and capture that woman." Liu Mang handed the flying sword talisman to Yun Zijing, "Once you bring them into the mansion, I will give you the sword manual of the Thirteen Deadly Swords."

When Yun Zijing heard the sword manual of the Thirteen Deadly Swords, his eyes lit up and he was instantly attracted to it. This sword technique is one of the ten unique skills of the Lieyang Sect.

If he could obtain the manual of the Thirteen Deadly Swords and comprehend it, his attainments in swordsmanship would advance by leaps and bounds.

After taking the flying sword talisman, he rushed towards Daoqing Luoji in a flash. The latter walked farther and farther away, her lotus steps light, her dress fluttering, not affected at all.

Yun Zijing is only a ninth-rank swordsman, how could he hurt her?

"Sir, kill him!"

Dao Qingluo suddenly raised his head and spoke softly, his tone revealing unquestionable pressure.

Yun Zijing, holding a three-foot-long green sword, approached Dao Qingluo. At this moment, the swords of the warriors in Xianyang City began to tremble violently and were completely out of their control.

call out.

call out.

The long sword was unsheathed and soared into the sky.

In an instant, thousands of swords flew and the sky was filled with sword energy covering the city of Xianyang.

For a moment, the city of Xianyang was in an uproar.

Everyone was talking about it, wondering who had done it.

Thousands of swords are suspended in the air, sword energy is surging, this kind of skill can only be performed by a sword immortal.

When will the sword immortal appear in Xianyang City?

Ye Changqing rode his horse westward, and suddenly saw a sword flying out, and then saw Li Yian's long sword flying out. His face suddenly changed, "Yian, can you tell what level of cultivation the person who attacked has?"

Li Yian shook his head. "Controlling thousands of swords, the true meaning of swordsmanship, this person is at least a swordsmanship master."

Ye Changqing: “…”

Sword master?

Looking around Xianyang City, the only strong man with the cultivation level of a grandmaster is Mr. San Sheng from the academy, but he cultivates righteousness and integrity, not swordsmanship.

"Your Highness, the sword energy comes from the west of the city. Could it be a strong man from the Lieyang Sect?" Li Yian said, "No, the Lieyang Sect doesn't seem to have a sword master."

"Go and have a look!"

Thousands of swords crossed the sky, like a sword tomb.

The sword roared like thunder, shaking the earth.

This alarmed the martial arts masters in Xianyang City. On the lonely peak behind the Spring and Autumn Academy, Mr. Sansheng stood with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself, "Ten thousand swords cover the sky. There is no greater sword master than this."

"There is such an amazing swordsman in the imperial capital."

Outside the imperial study, on the long corridor, Emperor Qin stood upright, staring at the flying swords in the sky, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Li Dexuan, go and see what's going on."

The appearance of such a powerful swordsman in Xianyang City made Emperor Qin a little worried, not knowing whether it was a blessing or a curse.

Ten thousand swords covered the sky, and the whole city was shocked.

Dao Qingluo and A Lian walked farther and farther away, and disappeared at the end of the long street. Yun Zijing wanted to chase them, but he saw thousands of swords hanging in the air above his head. He was so scared that his legs felt like lead and his heart was broken.

It was not until this moment that he was certain that Dao Qingluo and the other two had complicated identities and were not people they could afford to offend.

Chi Chi.

Chi Chi.

Thousands of swords shot down and locked onto Yun Zijing. He was horrified and raised his hand to release the flying sword talisman, trying to block the attack of thousands of swords.

A sword flies into the sky, but it is useless.

Under the thousands of swords, the sword light released by the flying sword talisman was vulnerable. In full view of everyone, thousands of swords passed through Yun Zijing's body.

"Old Yun!"

"what!"

Liu Mang was terrified and ran away, pissing and shitting, wishing he could use his third leg as he moved forward. He knew that the sword cultivator hiding in the dark was not someone he could mess with.

A ninth-rank swordsman couldn't block the attack. What kind of terrifying existence could it be?

He realized he was in trouble.

For the happiness of my second brother, I might have to sacrifice the entire Duke's Mansion.