In the Demon Suppression Division, the Iron-Cutting Sword Technique is perfected

Time passed.

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

Tianshui City, Demon Suppression Division Office, Courtyard No. 17, Wuzi.

Gu Cheng wore a black shirt with cloud patterns and a jade belt around his waist, which made his figure more upright.

At this time, he sat in front of the piano table, his slender fingers flying on the strings.

The sound of the piano flowed out, like a battlefield of golden weapons and iron horses.

The murderous aura contained in the piano sound made the temperature in the room drop a few degrees.

The song ended.

Gu Cheng smoothed the strings, looked up at the only listener in the room, smiled and said:

"How is it? Brother Cao, how is my performance of "General's Journey"? "

"..."

Cao Jianxin lowered his head and savored it for a long time, then slowly opened his eyes, with a look of admiration:

"Amazing skills!

Brother Gu, your piano skills are simply amazing!

Even Miss Tianyin, who is always famous for her piano skills in [Chunfeng Tower], is far inferior to you!"

Cao Jianxin looked up at Gu Cheng, his eyes were burning, like a little fan seeing his idol.

In the past half month, it was too boring.

Gu Cheng had nothing to do, so he took out the guqin to entertain himself, but he also gained a loyal listener.

Although Cao Jianxin was a serious swordsman, he was actually a literary youth who liked music.

Faced with Gu Cheng's master-level performance level, he was completely convinced within two days.

Friendship between men is often so simple and pure.

After a few exchanges, the two sides became close friends.

"Heh, I can't be compared with the courtesan in Chunfeng Tower. When you went to Chunfeng Tower before, did you go there just to listen to the music?"

"Alas... I was young and romantic, and I didn't know much."

Cao Jianxin recalled his ridiculous days of lingering in the flowers, and couldn't help but sigh.

Gu Cheng looked at the one-armed swordsman who regretted his past, and his eyes moved slightly.

"Brother Cao, you said before that you never approached women again after being heartbroken by your junior sister who loved you?"

"That's right." Cao Jianxin nodded solemnly:

"After escaping death that time, I realized it.

Women will only affect the speed of swordsmen drawing swords!

In order to pursue a stronger sword, I must cut off all unnecessary emotions!"

"Is that so..."

Gu Cheng nodded thoughtfully.

No wonder this buddy's strength grew so rapidly after his arm was broken.

This really proves the old saying - if there is no woman in your heart, you will naturally draw the sword!

Reading this.

In Gu Cheng's mind, two figures with very different styles suddenly emerged.

Lin Qingyan and Xu Nianxue.

Not only did these two not hinder him, but they gave him a lot of good things.

So the sentence should be said like this:

Women will affect the speed of my sword drawing, but rich women will not.

Because the rich woman will give me a better sword...

Just when Gu Cheng was thinking wildly.

Dong Dong Dong——

Outside the gate of the courtyard, there was a sudden and urgent knock on the door.

"This is..."

Gu Cheng and Cao Jianxin looked at each other, and both of them were refreshed. They hurried out of the room and opened the gate.

Then they saw two black-shirted lieutenants standing at the gate expressionlessly, with sharp eyes like eagles.

"You two are Gu Cheng and Cao Jianxin, right?"

A lieutenant looked at the two people's appearance from left to right, and a stiff smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"I think you have guessed what we are here for.

Go back and pack your luggage, and go to the Foreign Affairs Hall with us to receive the task..."

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Demon Suppression Department Yamen, Foreign Affairs Hall.

A five-story pagoda stood tall, and the red lacquered door was open.

Figures in black shirts came in and out one after another, and their faces all looked hurried.

Gu Cheng and Cao Jianxin, led by two lieutenants, came to the entrance of the Foreign Affairs Hall and met up with two other colleagues.

And under a big tree not far away.

A young woman with long silver-white hair and wearing a cloud-patterned black shirt was looking at Gu Cheng and Cao Jianxin with interest with her arms around her chest.

The woman had fair skin and a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows. She was obviously a rich lady from a wealthy family.

She looked pretty good, but the arrogance between her eyebrows was really disgusting.

If nothing unexpected happened.

This silver-haired woman was the third newcomer in the team to take the assessment.

"You are not here with good intentions..." Gu Cheng frowned slightly.

With such a thorny guy here, this mission might not be so smooth.

At this time, the silver-haired woman walked slowly in front of the two of them.After looking him up and down, his eyes were fixed on Cao Jianxin's empty left sleeve.

"Hey, what's wrong? How come there is a disabled person among my teammates?"

The silver-haired woman covered her mouth with an exaggerated expression, mocking:

"Is the Demon Suppression Division of Tianshui City actually so short of people?"

"What did you say?!"

A cold light flashed in Cao Jianxin's eyes, and an extremely sharp sword intent instantly burst out from his body, and the hem of his black shirt moved without wind.

In public, he was exposed in such a malicious way by others.

Even if the other party was a woman, he, a swordsman who claimed to be a gentleman, would never show mercy!

"Say it again if you have the guts?"

The one-armed swordsman spoke coldly, and his right hand grasped the hilt of the sword without leaving a trace.

"What? Didn't you hear clearly just now?"

Faced with Cao Jianxin's threat, the silver-haired woman was not afraid at all, and sneered:

"It seems that you not only lost an arm, but also have problems with your ears."

"..."

The words of the silver-haired woman were like adding fuel to the fire.

The smell of gunpowder in the air instantly became extremely strong.

Just when the two sides were on the verge of a fight, the four black-shirted lieutenants did not stop it at all, but stood quietly by and watched the show.

Gu Cheng took in this abnormal phenomenon and thought about it.

"Stinky bitch!"

Cao Jianxin was already furious and drew out the long sword from his waist.

However, before he could make any follow-up moves.

Swish——

A silver-white light flew out from the sleeves of the silver-haired woman, dancing freely in the air like a swimming fish, and finally hovered in front of Cao Jianxin.

It was a bright silver magic sword!

The three-foot sword tip was shining with precious light, and the sword light was emitting a sharp and supreme sword intent!

"Hmph, you dare to draw your sword in front of me, you are really asking for trouble!"

The silver-haired woman mocked mercilessly, and the fluorescence on the life sword also flashed continuously.

"Sword control technique?! You... are you the heir of [Famous Sword Villa]?"

Cao Jianxin's pupils shrank suddenly, and a huge wave suddenly rose in his heart.

At this time, he had been firmly locked by the sword intent of the magic sword.

If he dared to move a little, he would probably be beheaded on the spot, with no room for resistance at all!

"I am not my opponent at all... Damn, why is the gap so big?!"

Cao Jianxin's mood at this time gradually changed from shock to sadness.

After experiencing the pain of a broken arm, he had a great enlightenment, focused on the sword, and his own strength also improved by leaps and bounds.

His "Liuyun Sword Technique" has even reached the point of perfection. He can destroy any ordinary demon in the Broken Ordinary Realm with one sword!

Cao Jianxin thought that after this double training of body and mind, his strength can be considered outstanding among the younger generation.

But he never thought that in front of the heir of Mingjian Villa, he was as weak as a piece of paper.

"Damn it! Is this person's talent and hard work so vulnerable in front of the inheritance and heritage of the big family?"

Just when Cao Jianxin was doubting his life.

A handsome figure wearing a black shirt and a black knife on his waist suddenly stepped forward and blocked him.

The dark eyes looked forward quietly, indifferent and calm.