Chapter 332: Peace in the City (3)
The sword flashed and disappeared.
The arm with a gorgeous silk sleeve fell to the ground, and the white and tender fingers like green onions twitched violently several times.
The young man whose arm was broken at the shoulder stared blankly at the wound from which blood was gushing out. His eyes rolled back and he fainted from fright.
The other young masters stared blankly at Qingyou, who had a pretty face and a stern expression. They felt that the person in front of them was not a beautiful woman, but a cold and ruthless sword placed on their necks.
"Help, help!" A young man in a black robe sprinkled with gold turned and ran.
"No, don't kill me!" Another young man wearing a moon-blue pine and bamboo-patterned outfit had yellow liquid spurting out of his crotch, and he fell to his knees with a thud.
"We are from the Bing Division... You, you, you, a mere girl from the county, how dare you, how dare you?" A young man in a moon-white robe with pine and crane patterns was the bravest. He hid behind several guards, pointed at Qingyou and shouted at her.
"Bingsi? What kind of government office is this? What does it manage?" Qingning and Qingmeng stood beside Qingyou and asked each other curiously.
"Uh..." Several young masters were all dumbfounded - in Qingyun Country, in Xiyun City, is there anyone who doesn't know about 'Bingsi'?
" Bingyingsi, Bingyingsi, 'whatever you ask for will be granted'... The adults of Yan Dynasty sent the 'Bingyingsi' to our Qingyun country. Whatever they ask for from our Qingyun country, we have to offer it!" On the street, among the countless idle men and passers-by who were watching, someone shouted at the top of his voice.
"Gold, silver, jewelry, flowers, fresh fruits, fine wines, and delicacies, especially the pretty girls... whatever is good, they want it. We give them whatever they want, 'whatever they ask for, we will grant it', so it's called 'Bingyingsi'!"
Someone in the crowd yelled in a distorted voice that sounded like laughing and crying, "My little sister... was taken to the Bingsi Yamen and thrown out three days later. She died a miserable death!"
I don't know who suddenly opened the emotional valve, and at once countless screams rang out in the crowd.
The young girls and wives of some family, ranging in age from a few years old to dozens of years old... In short, once they entered the yamen of the Bingyingsi, those who were lucky would be offered to the Yan Dynasty, and presented to the dignitaries of the Yan Dynasty, and allowed to enter their mansions to be enjoyed by everyone.
The nobles of Yan Dynasty still had some bottom line, and those beauties who were sent there would at least have a place to stay.
As for those who were favored by these young masters of Bing Company, they would either be thrown out with serious injuries or disabled within half a month, or simply thrown into a secluded corner like a dead dog.
These young masters were all illegitimate sons without inheritance rights or useless playboys from the noble families of Yan Dynasty. They were high and mighty in Qingyun Country, and because no one dared to say "no" to them, they gradually developed a character of arrogance and not taking human life seriously.
On the streets, they were the ones who dared to publicly abuse the good people of Qingyun Country... Before Qingyou, no one dared to intervene in Qingyun Country.
"You, deserve to die." Qingyou's eyes were as sharp as swords, staring at the young masters.
"Kill them!" The young man in the moon-white robe hiding behind the guards screamed, "This is disrespectful to the Yan Dynasty, this is a provocation to the Yan Dynasty... Even the ruler of your Qingyun country doesn't dare to do this. You are so bold, you are bringing disaster upon yourself!"
The young master jumped up and down and screamed, "You have brought disaster to your family... No, not just your nine clans, but also your neighbors, the neighbors next door, and everyone within three streets. I, the young master, will not let them go!"
"One by one, all of them, go to hell!"
"No, no, take them alive. Take these three girls alive... They dared to chop off Young Master Yun's arm... Let Young Master Yun do it first, and then we will take turns to manipulate them to death!"
The young man howled wildly like a mad dog, spewing out the most shameless and vicious curses from his mouth.
Dozens of burly guards drew their weapons and shouted loudly as they formed a battle formation. Then, streams of their energy shot up into the sky and quickly condensed into a three-headed firebird above their heads.
The firebird spewed out flames, and the temperature around it rose sharply. Along with the "whoosh" sound of flames rolling, three-foot-high light red flames ignited on the guards' bodies.
The leading guard shouted loudly, and three one-foot-long straight knives shot out from the scissors on his back , piercing Qingyou's shoulders with flames several feet long.
Sure enough, in response to the young master's order to "capture him alive", the other party attacked, targeting the non-lethal parts of Qingyou's body.
Qingyou snorted coldly and slapped the sword bag on his waist. With a "clang" sound, green sword light gushed out, and the hundred-foot-long green rainbow turned into a shaking green dragon, and rushed towards the opponent's three straight swords.
'bite'!
With just one strike, the three straight swords shattered into pieces and flames burst out.
The green sword rainbow spun, and dozens of guards were stabbed in the shoulders. Along with sharp cries, hundreds of arms fell to the ground with a bang, and blood splattered all over the street within a radius of dozens of feet.
There were muffled footsteps.
Qingyou acted so quickly that the dozen or so Taoist monks that Lu Yi ordered to follow them were unable to react.
But when they saw Qingyou take action and cut off the arms of dozens of guards, the eyes of the Taoist monk, who had lost their intelligence and was only acting according to instinct and Lu Yi's orders, suddenly lit up with a terrible golden light.
The golden, cold, indifferent and emotionless golden light, like a merciless god or demon high above, stared at a group of young masters and a large group of guards.
More than a dozen Taoist monks, whose cultivation level was at the Golden Lotus realm, strode forward, swinging their heavy Zen staffs.
The idle people and passers-by who were watching along the way screamed in fear and dodged to the left and right in a hurry.
This group of Taoist monks who had cultivated the Vajra Dharma and, under the initiation of Lu Yi, with the help of countless myriad magical energies, had tempered their bodies to an average of ten elephants, had not comprehended many magical powers because of their spiritual wisdom being annihilated. However, their bodies were absolutely strong and their strength was absolutely violent.
They were like a group of iron-cast Vajra Buddha statues, crashing straight into the screaming and howling group of guards.
There was a constant sound of "pa pa", as if a flying millstone had crashed into a group of eggs. The bodies of the guards, along with their soft armor, were blown to pieces.
The strength of these Taoist monks was too strong and their speed was too fast. The bodies of these guards were shattered extremely finely and evenly. When each person's body exploded, it was like a gorgeous red mandala flower blooming, and blood wrapped around the finely chopped meat was evenly sprayed dozens of feet away.
On the street, countless idlers and passers-by had their heads and faces sprayed with blood and flesh.
Many idle men and passers-by were choked by the smell of blood, and their legs were shaking with fear at the tragic and horrific scene before them.
But what followed was the hysterical cheers of these idlers and passers-by.
Countless people, including old ladies and daughters-in-law on the street, clapped and cheered hysterically. There were also drinkers from roadside restaurants and hotels who opened the windows to watch the fun, jumping around almost crazily and standing on the windowsills and dancing.
The young man whose arm was cut off was trampled into a meat pie by several big monks. Another young man who was fleeing in a panic was blocked by the crowd. With no way to escape, he turned around and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy. A heavy Zen stick fell on his head and smashed him into meat paste.
Finally, with a light shout from Qing Ning, a dozen Taoist monks, whose bodies were shining with faint golden light and full of murderous aura, suddenly stopped what they were doing, and the only one left was the young man in the moon-white robe with pine and crane patterns.
The young man, whose moon-white robe had been dyed blood, knelt on the ground with a thud. He raised his hands high, his face and lips turned pale. He looked at Qingyou in despair: "My father, Jiang Yuan, the general of the Yan Dynasty's Nine Army Mansion, Zhenbei Army... The Yan Dynasty's Nine Army Mansion Zhenbei Army Camp is less than 800 miles southeast of Xiyun City... You, can't kill me."
"In the Zhenbei Army camp, there are eight million elite soldiers, who are responsible for suppressing the 72 vassal states in the northern border of Yan Dynasty, including Qingyun State and Yi State, and focusing on monitoring Qingyun State... If you dare to make any unusual moves, it will be a disaster for the country to be destroyed."
The young man suddenly lowered his head and vomited violently.
He vomited out all the bitter bile, then raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Yun and his family are as powerful and influential as our Jiang family... You have caused a horrible disaster... You..."
His body was shaking violently, and his terrified eyes suddenly became sticky again.
His eyes quickly swept over the curvy bodies of the three girls from Qingyou, and the young man's voice was mixed with a greasy and uncomfortable flavor: "If the three girls are willing to spend a night with me, hey, I can think of a way, that... hehe..."
The Green Lemon and Green Lemon swords came out at the same time, two sword lights flashed, and with a "puff", one sword slashed horizontally and the other sword chopped vertically, and the lustful and daring Young Master Jiang was evenly divided into four pieces.
"Sister, are we in trouble?" Qingning and Qingmeng looked at Qingyou and stuck out their tongues.
The Yan Dynasty’s Zhenbei Army, eight million elite soldiers...it’s scary!
Eight million!
The two women counted on their fingers with a worried look on their faces. If they could kill a hundred people with one sword, that would require eighty thousand swords?
The two women's faces turned pale!
Eighty thousand swords... With their current cultivation level, if they try their best to control the swords for half an hour, their magic power will be exhausted and they will no longer have any fighting power... In half an hour, they can only swing out ten thousand swords at most, right?
They can throw out three swords in the blink of an eye. It would be amazing if they can throw out ten thousand swords in half an hour.
Besides, they are not dead pigs who will let them swing swords and kill them indiscriminately... Looking at the demeanor of those dozens of guards just now, they are all capable of cultivation. Although the strongest of these guards is only at the half-step Fiery Realm, the army of Yan Dynasty is definitely not ordinary mortal soldiers... Eight million elite soldiers, that's a bit scary!
The golden gong sounded, and Lu Yi, riding on the king's carriage, accompanied by the king's guard of honor and a large group of people, came towards this side in a mighty manner.
