This knife was truly as swift as thunder and as powerful as a dragon or a tiger, but it was a pity that it failed to take the opponent's life directly.
The Cui family elders who were witnessing on the left and right were not there to sit around and do nothing. Each of them was at the ninth level of the Profound Realm of Religion. How could they allow a young man to suddenly attack and kill their clansmen in front of them
"Bang!" Several fists and palms hit the side of the knife almost in no particular order.
To everyone's surprise, this level of crushing was like a contrast even more outrageous than an adult beating a child, with so many people slapping their swords at the same time, but they were the ones who were knocked back by the recoil.
Daxia Dragon Bird’s own rejection!
You mortals, you want to touch me!
A group of elders from the Cui family fell back in horror, and one of them was even pushed against the wall of the bronze palace by the recoil force.
However, their strength still deflected the broadsword, and it just scratched the edge of the young man's clothes. The other party instinctively jumped back, sweating profusely, to avoid being beheaded.
"Zhao Changhe!" The man jumped out of the hall in a rage, pointing his halberd at his opponent and cursing, "Are you conspiring with your two brothers-in-law to frame and kill people at will and stir up trouble?"
"What happened?" Countless people were rushing outside, in a chaotic mess: "Why did they suddenly start fighting?"
Cui Wenjue stepped out of the crowd, supported the young man, and asked coldly to the hall: "Brother, what do you mean? Are you trying to defend Qinghe from treason, or are you trying to show off his power?"
This is his son, Cui Yuanteng.
Cui Wenjing stopped the elders who were knocked against the wall from surrounding Zhao Changhe. He looked at Zhao Changhe with a strange expression, and then at his daughter who seemed to be 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 the Great Xia Dragon Bird this time, and he did not intend to let Zhao Changhe interfere in the Cui family's affairs. The Dragon Bird's power was not something he could predict. But how should I put it... This unexpected change seems to have a better effect than what he originally planned.
He calmly walked out with the sword, and said calmly: "I need to apologize to all the clansmen first for deceiving them just now."
The public was shocked.
Many elders said, "Wen Jing might as well explain it more clearly."
Cui Wenjing said: "A sword is a dead object after all. If you use it to distinguish between evil spirits, it is still possible to kill them because of other things. They are all my people, how can I bear to let them go?"
An old man smacked his lips in annoyance: "Then Wen Jing asked everyone to go in for the test, isn't that just for fun?"
"It's dark in the hall, and the scabbard is also black. The young ones have little cultivation, and they can't tell that I have smeared some small things on the scabbard in advance. Those who have no evil intentions will naturally touch the sword, and their hands will definitely be stained. Those who have evil intentions may use their internal force to protect their hands. They may seem to touch the sword, but in fact they dare not touch it at all." Cui Wenjing smiled slightly: "This is the real way to distinguish. In fact, this method has been recorded in the history of the era, and it is not created by me."
Damn... Zhao Changhe was shocked. Many people might know the story, including himself, but he had never thought of this trick.
Now he suspected that the other party did so much just to force out the fact that there was something wrong with the Qinghe Sword. But the father-in-law had never intended to rely on any mysterious identification method from the beginning to the end. Even if there was something wrong with the sword, he could have covered it up as a matter of course, and no one would suspect it.
In fact, Cui Wenjing himself proposed to use the Qinghe Sword for identification in order to create this scene and prove to some people who have doubts: There is no problem with the Qinghe Sword. I dare to let everyone touch it, and I dare to stand in front of everyone with it. The voices of doubt can be put to rest.
This is the main reason for the series of operations, and finding the real murderer is just a side effect.
You are so awesome, how come your daughter is so silly... and so cute.
The whispers gradually died down, and everyone understood what Cui Wenjing meant. This trick really worked...
Cui Wenjing laughed and looked around: "Everyone understands, right? Then it's easy. Now everyone, open your hands and let everyone see, what do your palms look like?"
Cui Yuanyong and Cui Yuancheng immediately stretched out their hands. Everyone leaned over to look and saw that their palms were indeed black, as if something had smeared on them.
The other young people who had participated in the test looked at each other and spread their hands. As expected, they were all black, some darker and some lighter, but they had obviously been touched.
Cui Wenjing finally looked at Cui Yuanteng who was beside Cui Wenjue and said with a smile, "My dear nephew, it's your turn."
Cui Yuanteng's face turned pale, and he subconsciously hid his hands behind his back and shrank behind his father.
Everyone's eyes changed, and this action alone could explain a lot of problems.
Cui Yuanteng stuttered, "Before I could even touch the sword, Zhao Changhe chopped me with his knife. They did it on purpose, yes, they did it on purpose to prevent me from touching the sword!"
Cui Wenjing smiled, and several elders around him shook their heads. They blocked Zhao Changhe's knife and saved Cui Yuanteng, but that was just to save the nephews of the clan, but it didn't mean they blindly helped Cui Yuanteng. An elder sighed and said, "I am a witness. I saw clearly that Yuanteng had already touched the sword, and it seemed that he touched it several times generously, but it turned out that his internal force was wrapped around his hands and he didn't touch it at all."
It seems that the truth has been revealed.
Cui Wenjue's face was very ugly, and he said slowly: "Brother, this plan seems reasonable, but it is actually biased. Yuan Teng has been a bit naughty since he was young, and he has bullied boys and girls. Maybe he is guilty and dare not accept the sword's argument. It is not surprising. How can you arbitrarily judge that this is an act of killing his sister?"
Cui Wenjing smiled and said, "That makes sense. Yuan Teng and Zhao Changhe are not related or have any grudges against each other, so why would he show murderous intent and provoke the Great Xia Dragon Bird to counterattack?"
Cui Yuanteng stiffened his neck and said, "I don't accept that he has ascended to the 88th level of the Hidden Dragon, and I am even more dissatisfied with a mere bandit dreaming of eating swan meat. Is that not okay? There are so many people who are dissatisfied with him. What does it mean?"
In fact, everyone onlookers knew very well that the matter was already very obvious.
But if the other party insists on making excuses, it is still difficult to prove it, after all, there is no real hard evidence, unless he is put in prison for a strict trial. However, Cui Wenjue is not an ordinary person. He is the second-in-command of the Cui family and the governor of Qinghe County. He is involved in many things. There are countless people in the family who are his, and his relationship with the outside world and even the court is also very troublesome. If he insists on making excuses, how can this matter be resolved
Everyone looked at Cui Wenjing, waiting for him to speak, to see if he was going to start a civil war. Cui Wenjing smiled slightly and actually asked, "Changhe, you are the person involved, what do you think?"
"The family's mess is really nonsense." A sneer came from the door of the bronze hall. Zhao Changhe put the broadsword on his shoulder and strode out: "Ask me for my opinion? I don't care what the reason is that this thing is not happy with me. The murderous intent is directed at me, so you can't deny it, right?"
Cui Yuanteng sneered: "So what?"
"Who is the traitor in the Cui family? I am not investigating the case, so I don't care. Now you want to kill me, this is a private matter between you and me! If you are a man, get out from behind your father's ass and fight me fair and square! The Cui family has passed down martial arts for generations, don't you think you don't even have this much courage?"
Cui Yuanteng's eyes were filled with hatred, and he sneered: "How can you be considered a hero if you rely on the power of the Great Xia Dragon Bird artifact? If you don't have this sword, you can only rely on a bandit like you? You are a hidden dragon, what a joke!"
“Oh?” Zhao Changhe laughed loudly and stuck the dragon bird into the ground with a clang. He took off the sword Cui Yuanyang had chosen for him and said, “If I really use the dragon bird to kill you, it would be a disgrace to the sword! Come on, let me see how the son of an aristocratic family compares to a bandit!”
Seeing that it seemed to be turning into a farce, how did the Cui family's pursuit of the traitor turn into a fight between young people? Everyone turned to look at Cui Wenjing, who smiled and said, "Changhe is the person involved, so it's not irrelevant. It won't take much time anyway, so everyone should take a break and just watch. What do you think, Wenjue?"
Cui Wenjue said expressionlessly: "Since big brother said so, if this person dies at the hands of Yuan Teng, Yangyang should not cry."
Cui Yuanyang glanced at his uncle, then turned his head to look at Cui Yuanteng, without saying a word.
Cui Yuanteng was at the fourth level of Xuanguan, and Brother Zhao had just broken through to the fourth level an hour ago... Cui Yuanteng had learned all the Cui family's superb skills. Theoretically, if Zhao Changhe didn't take the Dragon Bird, he shouldn't be able to beat Cui Yuanteng. However, Cui Yuanyang looked at Cui Yuanteng with a look that was like a dead man.
She had seen everyone's fighting ability, and they were not at the same level at all. Even before Brother Zhao's breakthrough, it would not have been difficult for him to kill Cui Yuanteng. Now it was even easier than killing a chicken.
An empty space unconsciously opened up in the field. Zhao Changhe stood calmly beside the Dragon Sparrow Sword, while Cui Yuanteng drew out his sword with an extremely fierce look.
If it weren't for these bandits, this incident wouldn't have come to this!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He let out a loud shout and took the initiative to attack!
A ray of sword light spread out, like a clear river under the moon, winding through the mountains.
"The green mountains cannot block it, after all it flows eastward." An old man whispered: "Yuan Teng's sword is shrouded in clouds and mist, with countless changes. I have already obtained three of them..."
He didn't even utter the word "taste" before his expression suddenly changed.
"Clang!" The long sword was unsheathed.
When he drew the sword, it almost reached Cui Yuanteng's forehead, as if his sword was actually offering his head to be chopped off.
"What a fast knife!"
No matter how many changes you make, no matter how green mountains cover the green water... I will cut it with one sword, and even if the green mountains block me, I will split them in half with one sword!
Cui Yuanteng parried the attack in a very awkward manner, and with a "clang" sound, his sword was almost broken, and he staggered back.
There was a strong wind ahead, and people on both sides were shouting, "Yuan Teng, be careful!"
While shouting, Cui Wenjue suddenly appeared and tried to rescue.
Cui Wenjing was prepared. He smiled and held the sword in front of him, saying, "This is just a joke among the youngsters. Why are you so frightened, Wenjue?"
Cui Yuanteng staggered over there and looked up.
A majestic figure, like a god or a demon, descended from the sky, holding a blood moon in his hand, with eyes as bright as blood.
All gods and Buddhas are gone!
It would have been better if he hadn't looked at it. After taking a look, Cui Yuanteng was filled with boundless fear in his heart. His hands and feet became weak. He felt that no matter what kind of god or Buddha he was, he could not withstand such a devil's sword that could kill gods and destroy Buddhas!
A loud shout came at the right moment beside my ear: "When you kill Yuan Yang, have you ever thought about today?"
Cui Yuanteng screamed in fear: "She is not dead! Don't kill me!"
The whole place was silent.
Cui Wenjue's face turned pale when he was stopped by Cui Wenjing.
The blood moon disappeared and the sword light dissipated.
The cold blade was placed on Cui Yuanteng's neck, and Zhao Changhe was mocking him with a half-smile: "A noble family kid is nothing more than that. Beating a loser like you is not even enough for me to be included in the book of troubled times."
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