Dragon Gate Swordsman

"Uh... Actually, we have met before, and more than once."

"Oh?"

Zhong Yue stopped, turned around, and looked at him with interest. "From what General Li said, Sister Xi once helped to destroy the evil beast. What about the other time?"

"She asked me where the golden city soaring in the sky was."

Hearing this, the master was slightly startled, then turned around without saying a word and walked away.

If Chongxiao could see his slightly embarrassed expression at this moment, he would probably know why Xi came to him specifically to ask about that thing.

Soon, the two left the ancient town and came to the winding mountain road.

At the same time, a slightly odd-looking but strangely cute creature came bouncing over and sniffed the two of them like a puppy.

Then it turned and ran towards the mountain road.

"Let's go, follow... This is Sister Xi's painting."

"What is the painting?"

"The existence she created through painting is considered a servant of some kind, right?"

The time in this world seemed to be still, or it was many times slower than reality. Since Master Wu always seemed to be in a leisurely state, Chongxiao had no reason to complain.

Following the adorable paintings, the two walked on the mountain road for half an hour before they saw a pavilion nestled between the rocks.

However, at this moment, a familiar scene flashed through Chongxiao's mind.

Beside the pavilion on the top of the green mountain and green rock, the ignorant child practiced boxing under the guidance of his master, until he could break through the sea of ​​clouds and blue sky with one strike, making the endless starry sky appear before his eyes in the most direct way...

Wait, this is... my childhood?

"This is... Chongxiao!?"

The Grandmaster, who was about to say something, turned around and suddenly found that Chongxiao's eyes were wide open, his body was trembling slightly, and a deep blue light was emitting from his whole body... and the light quickly turned into a blazing flame.

These flames would not burn anything they touched, but they seemed to have the power to destroy space itself, causing the scene around Chongxiao to shatter into pieces.

The next moment, Xi's figure suddenly appeared, and his original coldness and indifference had turned into a serious and stern expression, with a hint of shock...

"Brother, he..."

"retreat!"

Zhong Yue shouted loudly, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and he and Xi appeared in the sky hundreds of meters away.

But this was not because of the azure flame emanating from Chongxiao, but because of the eyes that slowly opened behind him.

A pair of dark eyes that exuded endless pressure, like the fire of hell.

This scene made Zhongyue and Xi dumbfounded... because the appearance of these giant eyes reminded them of that nightmarish existence.

year old.

"This...is impossible. He's not one of us."

"That's true, but these eyes..."

Zhongyue was somewhat unable to continue speaking, because he vaguely felt that the entity with these eyes seemed to be a creature no weaker than 20 years old.

More importantly, what happened? Why did Chongxiao suddenly...

Xi frowned and suddenly raised his right hand. The scarlet sword that had destroyed the evil beasts appeared instantly. Then he raised it vertically and aimed at the sky filled with ink-like clouds.

In an instant, a dark pillar of light burst out from the sky, releasing extremely terrifying energy with earth-shaking power, forming a confrontation with the dark eyes behind Chongxiao.

At the same time, the residents of the ancient town also noticed this horrific sight and fled in all directions in fear, wishing they could return home immediately.

"Sister Xi! Wait a minute!"

There was no change in Xi's expression, but the energy surge of the pillar of light seemed to slow down.

She glanced at Zhongyue gently, as if to say: If big brother has a way to make Zhongxiao return to normal, I will not take action.

The problem is that I don’t know what happened...

Zhongyue smiled bitterly and was about to ask a few questions, but he found that someone's right hand suddenly covered his head.

At the same time, the azure flames and the giant black eyes that were spreading and destroying the space suddenly disappeared, as if they had never existed.

Ah this...

The brother and sister looked at each other expressionlessly.

"Hiss...why does my head suddenly hurt so much?"

Chongxiao rubbed his head as if awakened from a dream, and then he was stunned to find that Chongyue and Xi were both standing in the air in the distance, and the latter had a... 40-kilometer-long sword in his hand! ?

What the hell!? What’s going on?

He did not notice that the scene that just flashed through his mind had no impression at all at this moment.

Seeing that the "crisis" was resolved, Xi dispersed the strength he had gathered, returned to the ground with Zhongyue, and began to look at the confused person again.

"What...what's going on?"

"Shouldn't it be Brother Chongxiao who told Sister Xi and me?"

"what?"

Chongxiao's surprised expression was very natural, without any sense of affectation, which made the brother and sister speechless.

It seems that this guy has no idea what just happened...

But considering that pair of giant black eyes, could it be that he is similar to Suiyi and is also the incarnation of some ancient giant beast?

"Never mind."

Seeing his expression, Zhong Yue skipped the topic and planned to ask again later, "Let's plan how to get the truth from Yang... Yun Xing first, shall we?"

Seeing that her brother had no intention of clarifying the matter right now, Xi regained her cool and fairy-like demeanor and did not pursue the matter. Instead, she asked with a slightly puzzled look: Who is Yang Yunxing?

Although he trusted Yang Yunxing very much and they had a good relationship with each other, Chongxiao's guess was well-founded, and the theft of the bodies in Yumen Cemetery was also a fact. He could no longer make decisions based on past experience and relationships... Moreover, with Xi's ability, even if he suspected Yang Yunxing wrongly, he could still avoid certain things from happening.

After listening to Zhongyue's purpose and explaining his ideas, Xi didn't say anything and directly expressed that he could help.

"That is to say... Big Brother wants to test whether Yang Yunxing has any connection with the cult."

"That's right. Sister Xi's painting world can generate all things. I think it will definitely make Yang Yunxing think that he is still in Yumen. Then let the Yangshen believers test him again. Maybe he will reveal some flaws."

"I'm afraid not."

Xi shook his head and sighed softly, "I have never seen anyone from the Yangshen Sect, so I have no idea what they look like. Besides... the paintings are fake after all. If Yang Yunxing is careful enough, he may not be fooled."

Are paintings just fake after all?

Chongxiao always felt that there was something wrong with these words, especially when they came from Xi's mouth, but now was definitely not the time to discuss this.

"What if I can trick him?"

"…Why?"

"When I first came to Yumen, I met a priest of the Yangshen Cult named Mu Luo... I should be able to imitate him 90% of the time."

Nine points? If Yang Yunxing and Mu Luo were not such close friends, then he should be able to hide it from him.

"Then let's do it."

Zhongyue made a final decision, "Sister Xi, this time it depends on you."

……

At dusk, Yang Yunxing woke up in his room after a nap.

This deputy leader of the Five-Party Alliance, who is in his prime, is indeed a handsome man, and he is outstanding in both martial arts and ability to handle affairs. Otherwise, Zuo Xuanliao, who obviously rejects people from the martial arts world, would not have tolerated his interference in Yumen's defense.

After calming his eyes, Yang Yunxing stood up and prepared to leave the room…Since the Five-Party Alliance is not a particularly strict management organization, there are no clear working hours.

It all depends on one's mood when to perform duties and handle underworld affairs. If one is too lazy, he will soon be "impeached" by underworld people.

At this time, Yang Yunxing left the bedroom and planned to ask the cultists how they dealt with the bodies.

The sun sets, leaving only a ray of afterglow... In the endless desert, this scene can only bring a negative feeling of desolation and loneliness. Therefore, dusk in Yumen City is definitely not a popular time period. People even prefer to wait until it is completely dark before going out to do business.

"Brother Liao, thank you for your hard work."

Yang Yunxing first went to meet the guest officials of the Five-Party Alliance. Although there was no clear hierarchy, they would generally recommend the respected and powerful knights as the leaders.

"How do you feel, leader? Has the poison been completely eliminated?"

"Please rest assured, Brother Liao. I will practice my skills again tonight. I don't think there will be any residue left."

"Then I am relieved... Alliance leader, are you going out? Are you going to visit the Grandmaster or General Li?"

Ok?

Yang Yunxing suddenly felt that something was wrong. Liao Kong was usually very quiet and rarely asked about where he was going... But he took the initiative to mention the Grandmaster and General Li. Could it be...

"Brother Liao, do you want to say that both of them are not in Yumen?"

"Exactly."

This is strange. The Grand Master has just returned from the expedition, and General Li is the commander of Yumen. How could the two of them leave together?

Guessing that the guest officials of the Five Alliance would definitely not know the confidential military affairs of Yumen, Yang Yunxing did not ask any more questions and left the guild hall directly.

There were more than a dozen cultists who were killed. According to regulations, the Five-Party Alliance could not deal with them on their own, and it would definitely alert the leaders of the border defense army, so the bodies should all be handed over to the Zhenbei Camp.

Walking on the streets of Yumen, many people from the underworld greeted Yang Yunxing, making him a little tired of responding... He didn't know why, but today there were so many new faces that he had never seen before coming to Yumen.

After finally reaching the gate of the military camp, he was stopped by the guards.

"Before they left, the general and the Grandmaster ordered that the barracks be placed under martial law and no civilians be allowed to enter or leave."

The people from the martial arts world gathered in Yumen are a force that cannot be ignored, but officially they are just ordinary civilians without any privileges or obligations. So if you come to the point, the leader of the Five-Party Alliance really has no status to speak of.

Yang Yunxing stood there for a moment, puzzled.

Could it be that after General Li and the Grandmaster went out, Zuo Xuanliao couldn't stand the people of Jianghu and gave this order?

The good relationship they had formed over the years made him have no intention of arguing with the guard, so he could only turn around and leave... However, just a few minutes later, a hint of bloody smell came into Yang Yunxing's nose from the street.

As the leader of the Five-Party Alliance, he couldn't just turn a blind eye to this.

Just after rushing into the narrow alley and turning two corners, Yang Yunxing saw a person whose eyes trembled slightly.

The priest of Yangshen Cult, Mu Luo.

It was obvious that he had just killed a few people... There were corpses scattered in the alley, but for some reason there was no blood or wounds to be seen.

"You are...Mura!?"

"Hmm? This person should be the famous leader Yang."

The evil priest slowly turned around and looked at him maliciously, "It seems that you are not very lucky today."

"You do have some self-awareness."

"No, Leader Yang, I'm talking about... you."

Before he finished his words, black mist shot towards him like sharp arrows, forcing Yang Yunxing to quickly dodge.

He never thought that the priest of Yangshen Sect would dare to appear openly on the streets of Yumen, so he did not bring his weapon "Xuanjian" with him and could only rely on his agile body to avoid attacks.

"You evil cult monster! Prepare to die!"

The battle between the warrior and the sorcerer began with this roar.

Mu Luo, holding a staff, has extremely pure Originium skills and his release forms are flexible and varied, but most of them are basic and superficial. They are powerful but inefficient and cannot hurt the agile Yang Yunxing at all.

On the contrary, the latter had approached Muro several times, but always failed at the most critical moment and was repelled by seemingly harmless spells.

Little did they know that this scene had already caused a hint of fierce murderous intent to emerge in the eyes of those who were observing secretly.

Suddenly, when Mu Luo launched another spell attack, Yang Yunxing did not dodge again, but raised his arms to take it and retreated a distance.

The destructive Originium technique left countless corroded wounds on his arms, but they recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye...but the process was a bit creepy.

Different from the accelerated effect of human self-healing ability, countless tiny granulations suddenly grew out of Yang Yunxing's wound, and then quickly intertwined together and "aggregated" into new muscles and skin.

"That's enough, Murao!"

"Oh? Really?"

The Yangshen priest laughed grimly, "Do you really think I don't know what you have done?"