The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 283 Sword vs. Sword
"Yes, senior, the boy will live up to the entrustment of the senior, and take out the soul of Liu Yan!"

Anyway, YangMeng was full of disgust towards the head of Tie Xin, no matter whether Liu Yan took Tie Xin's body or not, he would still let Tie Xin die.

So he cupped his hands at Xiang Yu, and slowly walked towards Liu Yan who was not far away.

Liu Yan's cultivation has already advanced to the middle stage of Golden Core, although it is far inferior to Yang Meng, but he still has basic eyesight, so when he saw Yang Meng for the first time, he had already judged his cultivation.

"If you want a little guy whose cultivation level is two realms lower than this king to deal with this king, is Xiang Yu looking down on this king? Forget it, since someone is going to die and be buried with this king, then it will be considered that this king dies in the end. It's worth it in the hands of the Overlord of Western Chu!"

Thinking of this, Liu Yan's eyes flashed a ruthless look, his tiger eyes were filled with a chilling blood red, he stared at Yang Meng and said, "Who are you? This king's sword will not kill unknown people!"

"What's the point of asking this now? Anyway, you're going to die sooner or later, so why don't you just stand there obediently and let me cut you down? It just saves my effort!" YangMeng didn't answer Liu Yan's words, but Looking at Liu Yan curiously, he said a word.

However, after a while, YangMeng continued to ask: "No, you used the body of a ghost to take away the body. How did you survive and take away Tie Xin's body?"

Liu Yan seemed to know that Yang Meng hadn't lived long, or that he himself hadn't lived long. After pondering for a while, he said to Yang Meng, "That was more than 800 years ago. Once, my father, King Zhao Jingsu, King Liu Pengzu, invited guests to a banquet. After the banquet, an actor who made a living as a performer was blessed by the king. Nine months later, she gave birth to a son for the king, named Liu Yi."

"Liu Yi?" YangMeng frowned, but he had never heard of this name before, probably it was not even recorded in history books.

The parties involved have all come forward to speak out, and it is useless to think more about it. This is much more true than what is written in those history books.

"Although Liu Yi is said to be the result of my father's drunken disorder, he is the son of King Zhao Jingsu. In this way, the mother is more expensive than the son, and the actor was accepted by my father as a concubine. Although Liu Yi is a concubine, he has been smart since he was a child. , and gave birth to a clever mouth, which usually makes the father very happy, so he is quite favored by the father."

"Gradually, my king and eldest brother have grown up, and His Majesty bestowed the throne for us. According to the royal family's ancestral system, after a hundred years from the father, the son shall inherit the throne of the father, and the other sons will be granted otherwise."

Speaking of this, Liu Yan's face gradually changed, becoming very red.

He panted heavily, and said, "Originally, Liu Yi was a bastard, and he didn't have anything to do with him. But for some reason, he actually persuaded his father to take the place of the king with him. This damned beast, unexpectedly Dare to covet this king's Heavenly Stem King's throne! Under the rage, this king drowned him, his mother, and that bitch in the well in the backyard!"

"Hahaha..." When the voice fell to the ground, Liu Yan suddenly laughed nervously, and then even laughed out tears: "I'm afraid that bitch will not know until she dies. Her death is caused by him." The burden of the son! Is it possible that you really want the mother to be more expensive than the son? Hmph!"

A trace of evil spirit flashed in Liu Yan's eyes, "It's hateful! I don't know who said this matter, but it was reported to the father. In his anger, when the father was enshrining Zen in Mount Tai, he actually sent this king As a sacrifice, it was thrown on the altar on the top of Mount Tai to fend for itself. The king survived for seven days on the top of Mount Tai, and died of hunger and cold after seven days. Isn’t it ironic? The Han Dynasty, the majestic King Pinggan, How could it be such an aggrieved way to die?"

Liu Yan looked at Yang Meng, with a hint of self-mockery in his eyes.

YangMeng didn't say a word, saying that he should take the blame, it seemed appropriate.But let YangMeng judge fairly and fairly, he really can't tell why.So sometimes, silence is golden.

As if he had already expected Yang Meng's performance, Liu Yan continued: "Hehe, but it is precisely because of this reason that this king was blessed by misfortune. On the altar on the top of Mount Tai, there is a purple brocade handkerchief enshrined, and it died on the king's body. At that moment, the soul drifted into that brocade handkerchief."

"There is actually a hole in this brocade handkerchief. It is not only suitable for hiding and practicing, but also allows me to witness the decline and fall of the Han Dynasty and the change of dynasties. I am very glad that I was thrown on the top of Mount Tai by my father. If this incident hadn't happened, how could this king touch the world of cultivators."

"Then why did you choose to seize the iron heart?" YangMeng frowned.

Liu Yan laughed strangely, and said: "At that time, the Jinpa was divided into seven pieces under the attack of Mo Ming's forces, and the Jinpa that the big man found in the ruins of Mount Tai happened to be trapped in the king's handbag. Yinhun. Besides, this iron heart has sacrificed to this king several times in pursuit of huge power, so it is a trivial matter for this king to want to take him away!"

"Sure enough, it has something to do with the brocade handkerchief left by Immortal Ziyun!" YangMeng shook his head, muttering to himself.

"Okay, what you want to know, I have already explained. Can you tell me what your surname is?" Liu Yan recovered from his memories, looked at Yang Meng and said, "Just now This king has already said, this king will not kill the unknown with his sword, report your name, and this king will leave you a whole corpse!"

YangMeng shook his head, and said: "Do it, if you can hurt me, I will tell you my young master's name!"

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Liu Yan was furious, and the momentum on his body rose instantly.

With the change of Liu Yan's aura, earth-shaking changes took place in the originally peaceful surroundings. The cold wind howled, and a sharp sword aura swept out from the black three-foot green peak in front of Liu Yan. The voice It sounded like thunder from the sky.

A majestic momentum, like a huge wave that kept churning, rushed towards YangMeng overwhelmingly.

If YangMeng was placed before him, who hadn't all become illusory cores, he probably wouldn't have fought Liu Yan at all in the face of this momentum.

But now, a sneer appeared on the corner of YangMeng's mouth, and the green jade essence swung out, and his whole body immediately looked like the towering Buzhou Mountain in the prehistoric world, standing upright.Even before Liu Yan's aura touched even a trace of YangMeng's clothes, it quietly disappeared.

Liu Yan suddenly changed his color, he had already reached the middle stage of Golden Core, and he was a sword cultivator, so his own power was extremely powerful, no less than the cultivators of the late Golden Core stage.

But even so, without seeing YangMeng make any moves, he actually made that aura disappear invisible. Compared with him, this strength is not much less.

At this time, Liu Yan finally lost the sense of contempt in his heart, and there seemed to be a faint sense of uneasiness in it.

"It is said that the world's sword cultivators came out of Mount Shu. I didn't expect that this little boy of the Liu family who became a monk halfway would be so fierce with his sword power alone. He deserves to be a sword cultivator!" Xiang Yu, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but nodded secretly when he saw Liu Yan's sword power. .

But he nodded his head back, and with his Xiang Yu's resentment towards the old Liu's family, no matter whether he wins or loses, Liu Yan is doomed today.

On the other side, YangMeng was also thinking to himself: "What a sword cultivator, you deserve to have received part of the inheritance from Immortal Ziyun! But with these alone, you are still doomed to die!"

Thinking of this, YangMeng laughed, and said: "Liu Yan, right? Your sword power is very powerful, but compared to this young master, it is still a bit weaker. Today, this young master will compare your magic weapon with you, let you see Seeing how powerful my Yuqing's saber technique is, I'll convince you to death!"

Nima, this sentence is simply a violent powder keg, it will explode as soon as you touch it!What does it mean to be convinced of death, people are dead, and they are still convinced!

"The untouchables are rampant, let me cut off your head with my own hands, and see if you can still be so arrogant!" Liu Yan was furious, pinched the seal formula in his hand, and directed the long sword to stab Yang Meng.

"Chong!"

Suddenly, there was a clanging sound, and Qinghong, a flying knife with a green light all over its body, flashed out of nowhere in front of Yang Meng, floating quietly in mid-air.

"bass!"

The cyan essence is poured in, the blade shines out, and the light cyan turns into a deep cyan.

A handsome man arrives, heavy but with hidden murderous intentions!
The blade light emitted by YangMeng is completely different from the fierce sword energy evoked by Liu Yan.

The sword is the king of soldiers, but even if it is a king, it depends on who controls it.If this sword was thrown by Xiang Yu, even if it couldn't kill people, it could at least break people's arms and legs, but if Liu Yan used it, the power would naturally drop in a straight line.

And the swordsman is the commander in the army, tyrannical and unparalleled, and also possesses murderous intentions.In addition, 'Qinghong' was made by YangMeng himself. After a few advances and retraining, the telepathy between him and YangMeng was incomparably tacit, almost like a part of his body. The arm makes the finger.

So in the face of the fierce sword energy that rushed towards him, Flying Dao Qinghong went forward almost without hesitation.

"puff!"

First, there was a sound like tearing clothes, and then there was a 'click', that Qinghong actually resisted the attack of the long sword, not only that, but also broke the black sword energy around the long sword, forcing the long sword to Lost steadily.

Liu Yan's complexion changed again, and the feeling of uneasiness in his heart became more intense. He never expected that Yang Meng's cultivation base and realm had not only reached the middle and late stages of Jindan, but his comprehension of Dao of the sword was even stronger than his. Strong is not a star and a half.

Xiang Yu, who was still secretly admiring Liu Yan's superb sword power, was completely amazed now. Although it was just a casual slash, it contained Yang Meng's comprehension of Yuqing Immortal Art and the Dao of Heaven after all. extremely precious.

Others couldn't see it, how could Xiang Yu, whose cultivation was more than N realms higher than Yang Meng's, couldn't see it?

(End of this chapter)