This sword was truly as fast as thunder and as powerful as a dragon or a tiger. Unfortunately, this sword could not directly kill the opponent in the end.
The elders of the Cui family who were testifying on the left and right were not just ordinary people. They were all in the ninth level of Xuanguan. How could they let a young man rise up and kill his clan members in front of them?
"Bang!" Several fists hit the side of the knife almost in no particular order.
To everyone's expectation, this level of crushing was even more outrageous than an adult beating a child. With so many people slapping their knives at the same time, they were the ones who were knocked back by the backlash.
Daxia Longque’s own rejection!
You ordinary people also want to touch me!
A group of old men from the Cui family fell back in shock, and some of them were pushed against the wall of the copper palace by the force of the backlash.
However, their strength still deflected the movement of the broadsword, and the sword barely scratched the corner of the young man's clothes. The other party also jumped back instinctively, avoiding the decapitation of the sword with cold sweat all over his body.
"Zhao Changhe!" The man jumped out of the hall angrily, pointing his halberd and scolding: "You are conspiring with your two brothers-in-law to frame and kill people at will, disturbing the muddy water!"
"What happened?" Countless people crowded outside and it was a mess: "Why did the fight suddenly start?"
Cui Wenjue stood out from the crowd, supported the young man, and asked coldly in the palace: "Brother, what do you mean by this? Is this Qinghe arguing about traitors, or is he showing off his power?"
This is his son, Cui Yuanteng.
Cui Wenxu stopped the clan elders who were sent flying to the wall of the palace from continuing to surround Zhao Changhe in the palace. She looked at Zhao Changhe with a strange expression, and then at her daughter who was quite at a loss.
The development of this matter was beyond his expectation. He really just wanted to let Zhao Changhe quietly test the affinity of Daxia Longque this time, and had no intention of letting Zhao Changhe get involved with the Cui family. Birds showing off their power is not something that can be predicted. But how can I put it...the effect of this unexpected change seems to be better than what I originally planned.
He calmly took out the sword and said calmly: "I need to apologize to all the clansmen for lying to me just now."
The crowd was stirred.
Many old people said: "Wen Xia might as well explain it more clearly."
Cui Wenxuan said: "The sword is a dead thing after all. You can use it to distinguish ghosts and monsters. After all, you may still be killed because of other things. They are all members of your own clan, how can I let it go?"
An old man smacked his lips in pain: "Then Wen Xia asks everyone to go in for a test, isn't it just for fun?"
"It is dark in the hall, and the scabbard is also black. The juniors have little cultivation and cannot tell that I have put some small things on the scabbard in advance. If you are innocent, you will naturally touch the sword, and there will be contamination on your hands. If you have ghosts in your heart, Maybe the inner strength guard looks like it's touching the sword, but in fact it doesn't dare to touch it at all." Cui Wencan smiled slightly: "This is the real identification method. In fact, this method has been recorded in the history of the era, and it was not invented by me."
Damn... Zhao Changhe was shocked in his heart. Many people may know the allusion, and he also knows it, but he really has never thought of this trick.
Now he very much suspected that the other party did so much to force out the fact that there was something wrong with Qinghe Sword. As a result, my father-in-law had no intention of relying on any fantasy identification method from the beginning to the end. Even if there was something wrong with the sword, he would cover it up and no one would suspect it at all.
In fact, Cui Wenxia himself proposed using the Qinghe Sword for identification just to create this scene and to openly prove to some people who had doubts: There is nothing wrong with the Qinghe Sword. I dare to let everyone touch it, and I dare to stand before everyone with it. In front of us, the voice of doubt can rest.
This is the main reason for a series of operations, and finding the real murderer is just a side meaning.
You are so awesome, how can you be so stupid and cute after giving birth to a daughter?
The whispers gradually subsided, and everyone understood what Cui Wenxia meant. This trick was indeed very effective.
Cui Wencan laughed and looked around: "You understand it, then it's easy to handle. Now everyone spread out their hands, let everyone see, how are your palms?"
Cui Yuanyong and Cui Yuancheng immediately stretched out their hands, and everyone looked around. Sure enough, the palms of their hands were a little black, and they didn't know what had been wiped on them.
The other young people who had participated in the test looked at each other and spread their hands. Sure enough, they were all black, some were darker, some were lighter, but they were all obviously touched.
Cui Wenxia finally looked at Cui Yuanteng next to Cui Wenjue and said with a smile: "My dear nephew, it's your turn."
Cui Yuanteng's face turned pale, he subconsciously hid his hands behind his back, and even shrank behind his father.
Everyone's eyes changed. This action alone can already explain a lot of problems.
Cui Yuanteng shouted with some stuttering: "I, I was chopped by Zhao Changhe with a knife before I had a chance to touch the sword. They did it on purpose, yes, they did it on purpose, not letting me touch the sword!"
Cui Wenxia smiled, while several clan elders around him shook their heads. They deflected Zhao Changhe's knife and saved Cui Yuanteng. They were just saving the nephew of the clan, but it did not mean that they blindly helped Cui Yuanteng. Then a clan elder sighed and said: "As my witness, I can see clearly that Yuan Teng was already touching the sword, and he seemed to have touched it generously several times, but it turned out that the inner force wrapped his hand and there was no contact at all."
It seems that the truth has come to light.
Cui Wenjue's face was very ugly, and he said slowly: "Brother's plan seems reasonable, but in fact it is still biased. Yuan Teng has been a bit naughty since he was a child, bullying men and dominating women. Maybe he has a guilty conscience and does not dare to be attacked by the divine sword. It’s not unusual to argue, so how can we arbitrarily determine that this is an act of killing a sister?”
Cui Wenxu said with a smile: "It makes sense. Then Yuan Teng and Zhao Changhe are not related and have no grievances. Why did they reveal their murderous intentions and provoke Daxia Longque to fight back?"
Cui Yuanteng frowned and said: "I don't accept him boarding Qianlong Eighty-eight, let alone a gangster who wants to eat swan meat, isn't that okay! There are so many people who don't like him, what does it mean?"
In fact, everyone in the audience knew very well that the matter was already obvious.
But if the other party insists on making excuses, it will be difficult to attack him. After all, there is no real irrefutable evidence unless he is put in prison and subjected to a rigorous trial. However, Cui Wenjue is not an ordinary person. He is the second-largest figure in the Cui family, the governor of Qinghe County, and has many implication. I don't know how many members of the clan are his, and external and even imperial relations are very troublesome. If he wants to forcefully argue, how can this matter be resolved?
Everyone looked at Cui Wencan, waiting for him to speak to see if he would decisively start a civil war.
Cui Wenxia smiled slightly and actually asked: "Changhe, you are the party involved, what do you think?"
"The family is ruined, it's really ridiculous." There was a sneer at the door of the Tongdian. Zhao Changhe put the broad knife on his shoulder and strode out: "Ask me for my opinion? I don't care what the reason for this thing is, I don't like it. , Is it possible that the murderous intention is directed at me?"
Cui Yuanteng sneered: "So what?"
"Who is the ghost in the Cui family? I am not an investigator, so you can ignore it. Now you want to kill me, this is a private matter between me and you! If you are a man, just get out from behind your father's buttocks and fight fair with me. Zhan! The Cui family’s martial arts has been handed down to the world, don’t you even have the courage to do so?”
Cui Yuanteng's eyes were full of hatred, and he sneered: "Who can you be a hero by relying on the power of the Daxia Dragon Bird artifact? If you don't have this sword, how can you rely on a gangster like you? Qianlong Eighty-Eight, what a joke!"
"Haha?" Zhao Changhe laughed loudly, stuck the dragon bird on the ground with a clang, and took off the waist knife Cui Yuanyang picked for him before: "If I kill you with the dragon bird, it will pollute the sword! Come on, come on. , let me see how the children of aristocratic families compare to bandits!"
It seemed to be a farce. Why did the Cui family's arrest of the mole turn into a fierce competition between young people? Everyone turned to look at Cui Wenxu. Cui Wenxu smiled and said: "Changhe is the person involved, so it is not an irrelevant matter. It won't take long anyway, so everyone should rest and take a look. What do you think, Wenjue?"
Cui Wenjue's face was expressionless: "Since the elder brother said so, if this person dies at the hands of Yuan Teng, please don't cry."
Cui Yuanyang glanced at his uncle, then turned to look at Cui Yuanteng without saying a word.
Cui Yuanteng is at the fourth level of the Profound Passage. Brother Zhao just broke through the fourth level an hour ago... Cui Yuanteng has learned all the superb skills of the Cui family. In theory, Zhao Changhe should not be able to defeat Cui Yuanteng if he doesn't use the dragon bird. However, the way Cui Yuanyang looked at Cui Yuanteng was like looking at a dead person.
She has seen everyone's fighting prowess, but it's not at the same level. Even before Brother Zhao broke through, it probably wasn't that difficult to kill Cui Yuanteng, but now it's even more difficult to kill Cui Yuanteng.
An open space unconsciously opened up in the field. Zhao Changhe stood calmly beside the Dragon Bird Sword. Cui Yuanteng pulled out his sword with a fierce look on his face.
If it hadn't been for this gangster, what would have happened this time!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He shouted loudly and took the initiative to take action!
A ray of sword light spreads like a clear river under the moon, winding through the mountains.
"The green mountains cannot cover it, and it will flow eastward after all." An old man whispered: "Yuan Teng's sword is covered by clouds and mist, and changes in thousands of ways. Three of them have been obtained..."
He didn't even say the last word "flavor", and his expression suddenly changed.
"Choke!" The long sword was unsheathed.
At the same time as he drew the sword, it was almost at Cui Yuanteng's forehead, as if his sword swing around the mountain was basically sending his head to be chopped.
"What a fast knife!"
It doesn’t matter what changes you have, whether the green mountains cover the green water... I will cut myself away with one knife, and even if the green mountains are blocking me, I will cut them open with one knife!
Cui Yuanteng changed his stance in an extremely embarrassed manner. With a "clang" sound, his sword was almost broken and he staggered back.
The wind blew loudly ahead, and someone on the left and right shouted: "Yuan Teng, be careful!"
While shouting, Cui Wenjue suddenly stepped aside and tried to rescue.
Cui Wenyuan was already prepared, holding a sword in front of him with a smile: "Why is Wen Jue so frightened because of this junior's joke?"
Over there, Cui Yuanteng was staggering and looked up.
A majestic body like a god and a demon flew down from the sky, holding a blood moon in his hand, and his eyes were as bright as blood.
Gods and Buddhas are gone!
It's okay not to look at it. After looking at it, Cui Yuanteng felt boundless fear in his heart, and his limbs were weakening. He really felt that no matter what kind of god or Buddha he was, he couldn't stop such a god-killing buddha. Magic knife!
A loud shout came from my ears at the right time: "When you killed Yuanyang, didn't you think about today!"
Cui Yuanteng shouted in a panic: "She's not dead either! Don't kill me!"
The whole place was silent.
Cui Wenjue's face turned pale when he was stopped by Cui Wenxia.
The blood moon faded and the sword light dispersed.
The cold blade was placed on Cui Yuanteng's neck, and next to him was Zhao Changhe who was mocking with a half-smile: "Young man from a noble family, that's all. Winning against a waste like you won't even be enough for me to get into the Book of Troubled Times."
