The Fallen: Demon Slayer

That night, Li Jin condensed his magic Qi into a part and went to his son to teach him the cultivation methods of the demon royal family. Mu Hongtian always strictly forbids his wife to teach Mu Qing to cultivate his evil Qi, but with Li Jin's real strength, Mu Hongtian can't detect Li Jin's evil Qi separation at all.

In the morning of the next day, MuQing was familiar with how to absorb the evil Qi from the fragments of the evil armor for his own use, so as to improve his cultivation of evil Qi. The protoss blood in MuQing's body has seriously affected his cultivation speed of magic Qi. Even with the help of fragments of magic armor, his cultivation speed can only be as good as that of ordinary demons.

When Mu Hongtian left the palace early, Mu Qing went to his mother again and asked her to check her cultivation progress.

Li Jin put his palm on his son's arm, explored the meridians of his son's arm, and sighed and frowned helplessly“ Qing'er, your cultivation speed is really too slow. In principle, with the help of magic armor fragments, you should be able to grow the unique meridians of the Fallen Angel clan in one night, but now it seems that there is no sign of this. But it doesn't matter. In the future, you can practice like this. If Qing'er can practice to the seventh level and fall into the angel, he will be invincible in the world! On this day, the clouds of the mainland can be at your disposal. "

"Well, you are tired after practicing all night. Go back to sleep." Li Jin smiles with satisfaction and arranges his son's collar to let him go back and have a rest. After all, it's just dawn now. My son must be very tired after a night's practice.

Mu Qing quits her mother's room and goes back to her yard. After returning to the house, she looks at the pieces of the enchanted armor carefully.

"The fragments of the magic armor contain monstrous magic Qi. It's hard to imagine how powerful the magic Qi is before the magic armor is broken! If one day I can collect all the fragments of the magic armor, I may be able to become a demon lord MuQing thought in his heart.

Take the fragments of the magic armor back to the storage finger, and MuQing lies back on the bed, ready to rest for an hour.

Li Jin wandered in his courtyard, sometimes looking at the northern sky, sighed: "the rare male fallen angel in ten thousand years, unexpectedly, it was the community of gods and demons, which seriously affected the cultivation speed of magic Qi. Why does heaven want to play such a joke on me? If Qing'er is not a God and devil community, the fallen angels will rise again! Qing'er can be happy all his life. "

Some of them smile bitterly. Li Jin sympathizes with the demons.

But MuQing is her own son, as a mother, she must protect the child! In any case, Qing'er can't be taken away by the demon royal family. Li Jin, who grew up in the demon royal family, knows that if the royal family knows that Qing'er is a rare male fallen angel blood, he will be arrested and forced to practice, or be regarded as a "stallion", or even destroy the protoss blood in his body by secret methods.

"My child, you are free to travel in jiuxiao. I don't know if your ideal is to be an extreme person or to travel across the mainland. I hope you choose the latter! " Li Jin firmly believes that she wants to help her son become the only God and devil community in Tianyan and break through the final realm!

Nearly a hundred days of peace, since MuQing was forbidden by his majesty, he seldom went out except to accompany gongsunxue shopping. At night, MuQing is also very careful. Although this period of time, he still secretly left the Palace once in the middle of the night and slaughtered Hu county magistrate in Jingzhao area!

This time, MuQing is still using the identity of seeking defeat alone.

At noon today, MuQing, Mulian and gongsunxue came out of Muwang's house and sat in the car.

Today is the first day of the martial arts competition in the palace. The 100 day selection outside Zhengyang gate has ended, and the children of all officials have gone to the palace to participate in the competition.

The palace is already very busy. Although the 50 experts are confined to the open space of more than 30 mu outside xuanzheng hall, they are still excited. After all, it is the first time that they enter the palace!

MuQing's husband and wife friends also successfully ranked among the 50, but they did not get the quota with the help of MuQing's identity, but won the qualification with their strength.

Xuanzheng hall is resplendent, and the Dragon chair is moved under the plaque of xuanzheng hall, which is the best view of the palace in the whole xuanzheng hall. From here you can see everything under the steps, and the square area of 20 mu under the steps is the site used for court martial arts competition.

Li Qian, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, sat on the Dragon chair. Although the poor Rangers didn't kneel down because of their integrity, Li Qian didn't mind. The eunuch stood by Li Qian's side to serve him. Mu Hongtian, Guo Yi and other officials also stood around, waiting for the start of the court martial arts competition.

The six princes are standing here. They are quietly looking at their subordinates, hoping that they can win glory for themselves and win the top place in the palace competition.

The eunuch looked at the sundial carefully, and when he saw that the time had come, he immediately raised his breath and cried out, "it's time! Martial arts competition in the palace officially started. Now, please go to the wooden box at the bottom of the steps to take out a bamboo slip and register the number. The first round is the knockout competition. Those who have the same number of bamboo slips are in a group. The competition starts from the first. The competition rules are: both sides are not allowed to use concealed weapons, poisons and artifact! Once one party voluntarily admits defeat and continues to hurt people, the penalty will be negative. "

The rules are simple and easy to understand. MuQing and his sister look at each other and smile, fully understanding the tricky rules.

It seemed fair and just, but in fact it was just an entertainment in the eyes of Emperor Li Qian. Watching the competition among young people has always been the favorite thing of the royal family.

Moreover, when drawing bamboo slips, I'm afraid that there will be a certain rule in numbering. It must be that every noble child will fight a Ranger!

Mu Lian also nods gently and takes Mu Qing to extract bamboo slips first. Others dare not go to the front of Mu Lian and Mu Qing. Gongsunxue follows MuQing. They are all in one group. Wherever they go, they can let any noble and poor Ranger give in.

MuQing went with her sister to get bamboo slips from the wooden box, and then went to the table to let the eunuch who was responsible for recording register number.

After returning to the beginning, MuQing took a look at her sister's number and nodded: "sure enough, I am No. 31, my sister is No. 86, and Xueer is No. 179. There are a total of 200 people here. The number of the three of us is far away. We can't meet them before the top eight decide. It seems that the distribution of the number really has some profound meaning. "

Mu Lian laughs and says, "why, does ah Qing want to fight with his sister directly? If neither of us is waterproof, we have to overturn the open space of xuanzheng hall. Let's watch the battle first and see if there are any powerful figures among these Rangers. "

Observing the poor rangers who go to get the bamboo slips number one by one, Mu Lian sees several first-class experts in the world!

Half an hour later, the sharp voice of the eunuch called out again: "time is up! Let's invite Wei Wutu, a disciple of Jingwu sect of the same number, to fight Zhang Qing, the son of the Minister of the Ministry of war! "

The first battle was a poor Ranger fighting against the official's son, and Zhang Qing's strength was not weak, not a soft footed shrimp.

Wei Wutu took off his cape and hat, held his sword and went to the middle of the field, waiting for his opponent to come. Holding a pure iron red tassel gun, Zhang Qing walked to the place ten feet away from Wei Wu Tu.

"Wei Wu Tu's luck is not good. It's the first scene. And his opponent is Zhang Qing, this is a fierce battle! Zhang Qing is a rare real master among these rich families. His strength is comparable to that of the second-class master in the river and lake, which can't be underestimated. "

"That's right. A second rate expert in the Jianghu can easily pierce a foot thick iron plate with a long gun. This Wei Wu Tu is going to show off."

"Wei Wu Tu can win! After all, he is a master of Jingwu. If he lost to an official's son, wouldn't he have learned martial arts in vain for the first half of his life? We people have licked blood on the tip of the knife. How can these officials and dandies be our opponents? My opponent is the dandy son of the Chamberlain of the Ministry of accounts. I will not let him lose face in the martial arts contest the day after tomorrow. I will never give up! "

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The poor Rangers shared a common hatred and began to talk about it one after another.

Li Qian, the emperor of Tang Dynasty, quietly looked at Wei Wutu and Zhang Qing, who were both on guard against each other. Then he turned to Mu Hongtian and said with a smile, "Lord mu, who do you think can win?"

Hearing his Majesty's inquiry, Mu Hongtian was not in a hurry, but replied: "Your Majesty, the martial arts competition is like a battlefield, and the opportunity changes rapidly. The strength of the two men, the victory and defeat also need to be in the beginning of the contest, can see

He didn't answer his Majesty's words, but mu Hongtian had already decided that Zhang Qing would win!

Mu Qing also stares at Zhang Qing and Wei Wu Tu's footwall, and then says to Gong sun Xue: "Zhang Qing has won this battle."

Gongsun Xue also nodded and agreed that she was also experienced in many battles and was more familiar with the art of war.

Mu Lian's strength and accomplishments are similar to Gongsun Xue's, but her combat experience is not as good as her. At the last annual meeting, Mu Lian was also slightly inferior to Gongsun Xue. Just like this, Mu Lian achieved Gongsun Xue's prestige.

Mu Lian shows a puzzled expression and looks at his younger brother to know why they conclude that Zhang Qing will win.

MuQing kept smiling and said naturally: "these two people are the strength of the second-class experts in the river and lake, and they are good among the cats and dogs. If you are against me, you should be able to take my two successful moves. However, it is obvious that Wei Wu Tu underestimated Zhang Qing and thought that he was just a noble son with no strength. If there is little difference in martial arts, careless people will lose! Once the other party takes the lead, as long as the other party doesn't make mistakes, it will basically decide to solve the problem. Zhang Qing is calm and won. "

Mu Qing's voice was not small enough to make several officials' children in the distance hear clearly.

"What the hell! I've been learning arts for nine years, but I still look down on Zhang Qing! It's a boast that you can beat him with two more successes Several officials' children all disdained to glance at MuQing, but Guo Xi and Song Sheng swallowed their saliva and sweated.

They know that MuQing is not talking nonsense.

"The contest begins!" The big eunuch waved his hand and let the small eunuch ring the Gong directly.

From the sound of the Gong, it represents the beginning of the contest!

"Mr. Zhang, I've offended you!" Wei Wu Tu narrowed his eyes and held the scabbard in his right hand, but he had lost the chance. It's too time-consuming to draw the sword first against a close opponent.

Zhang Qing won't give Wei Wudu enough time to prepare. He directly tramples on his body and shows his exquisite snake swallowing bird shooting technique!

"Wei Wu Tu, give me a shot!"

The long gun in Zhang Qing's hand seemed to have life. It was like a snake attacking Wei Wutu's face. The distance of several Zhang was shortened in an instant.

Wei Wu TU was shocked. He suddenly backed back. Unexpectedly, Zhang Qing's shooting was so fierce and decisive.

But Wei Wu Tu has lost the chance. He can only dodge Zhang Qing's snake and swallow the shotgun passively!

"Snake plate, the formula of injuring words!" With a roar, Zhang Qing's body was like a snake, as if a man and a gun were in one. The tip of the gun seemed to be the fangs of a poisonous snake, biting Wei Wutu's face.

Wei Wu Tu took out his sword to defend, and turned his wrist flexibly to dissolve this powerful and frightening move. But he is still subject to Zhang Qing, the next move is still only defense, unable to fight back.

"One inch long, one inch strong. Below the master's realm, the ultimate goal is to compete moves and grasp fighters. Of course, they haven't started to use their martial arts, but the results are not much different. Wei Wu TU was defeated. " MuQing chuckled and declared ahead of time that Wei Wutu was defeated.

The gun, the thief of a hundred soldiers, once grasped by the gun holder, will continue to be restricted. It's called a thief, which means that the flower spear in the art of shooting dances flexibly and quickly, and appears and disappears mysteriously. Therefore, it's said that the gun is a "thief of a hundred soldiers"!

As the saying goes: the sword is the king of the hundred soldiers, the stick is the head of the hundred soldiers, the sword is the commander of the hundred soldiers, the gun is the king of the hundred soldiers, and the halberd is the leader of the hundred soldiers.

How can you fight back when you are suppressed by the king of the army?