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Chapter 100: I Have a Sword, I Behead Your Head (Part 1)

This is Mid-Autumn Festival.

Taking this good time, all the soldiers who were ordered to stay at Weiyang's house for more than a month returned to the team.

Wei Yang didn't ask how the royal family arranged it, nor did he care about the doctors who gradually became familiar with each other and exposed many tricks in their interactions. He only distributed the gold and silver he had taken from the four friends in Jiangnan that day to everyone, accepted the thanks for real or fake, and invited them to have a meal. When the closing time was closed, he closed the door and competed with Ding Jian in the house to practice martial arts.

The one-character electric sword is powerful. Once the sword light is unfolded, it will be a light in the room. Wei Yang still started the Songshan Sect sword technique. He knew that Ding Jian's martial arts were not inferior to Ning Zhongze. He knew that he could not win during the competition, so he spread his true energy and wandered in his body. After attaching to his internal force, the steel knife and Ding Jian's long sword gently touched.

"I'm the most annoying to you." Ding Jian immediately drew his sword and retreated, and used another move to kill him again.

Shi Lingwei laughed and said, "Brother Ding, Xiao Lang's sword technique is not your light, you can't hide it from his eyes. It's better to win with your internal strength. Let's sit down and have some wine earlier."

Ding Jian cursed: "You are relaxed. Although Xiaolang's sword technique is not very clever, there is no flaw in his sword moves, and there is no flaw in the connection of internal forces. If you attack his sword technique, he will remove it with his internal force; if you activate internal force, come, come, don't just talk."

Shi Lingwei hugged the knife and laughed: "I only compete with Xiaolang for swordsmanship - why don't Xiaolang use my move to deal with him with the 'Longyou Gossip'?"

With a sneer, Ding Jian suddenly picked up Wei Yang's long sword and whispered: "The person named Ma is here."

The two of them immediately stood up and wanted to leave. Wei Yang hurriedly said, "Take the wine utensils and mooncakes together."

Shi Lingwei muttered: "My martial arts surnamed Ma is low-level, so Xiaolang just nods his head. Let's kill him while it is dark. Why bother with him without knowing it?"

A few days ago, Wei Yang mentioned this when the three of them competed, so both of them knew about it.

Shi Lingwei proposed to go more than once to "take the result of the guy while he was in a dark way."

Wei Yang ignored him, put away his sword, walked outside the door and practiced the Pojun sword technique again. He only had those six moves back and forth. He was not impatient, but he had less distorted shape and more steady in the sword technique. That was the result of his daily practice of basic sword technique.

Ma Shiqianhu still jumped into the wall and walked to Wei Yang to watch him practice knife for a while. When he was resting, he asked, "Why haven't your two old servants come back yet?"

Wei Yang said: "Congratulations to the Xima to test thousands of households. When my sword skills are perfect, I will give you a gift together."

Then he put his knife to wipe his sweat and said, "Ma Shi Qianhu is a wise man, so why bother asking him knowingly?"

Ma Shiqianhu smiled and said, "You won't hide it now. Don't worry, I won't report it."

"You don't dare to report it." Wei Yang shook his head, "Have the people from Ma Shiqianhu have seen them before?"

"I was about to talk about this to you, but it was strange." Ma Shiqianhu frowned, "My people, I saw them outside Jiayuguan a few days ago. Mr. Song seemed to have discovered them and hid them immediately, and disappeared for many days. But Aunt Ye appeared several times, and it seemed that there was something important to do. Do you know what they were going to do?"

"I don't know." Wei Yang said, "If you find out, tell me."

"Okay." Ma Shiqianhu agreed first, then stared at Wei Yang for a while.

His eyes were cunning, and he always had a kind of joke about watching the fun.

Wei Yang didn't know the intention, so he didn't ask if he didn't say it, but he just asked for some sword techniques. When the moon reached the middle of the sky, Ma Shiqianhu stood up and returned to the ward station, as if he was just here to tell Wei Yang...

nor.

He seemed to be just coming to threaten Wei Yang: "I know you are a family with the Elder of the Demon Cult!"

Then what?

Wei Yang doesn't know.

"This person's fox tail is about to be exposed." Wei Yang stretched out his hand to feel the cool breeze of autumn night, his eyes as if they were penetrated into the space, looking at the distant Western Regions.

But he didn't know that Aunt Ye was in a mess at this moment.

How could she appear in Jiayuguan at the same time?

"Several times?" Aunt Ye was wary, "It must be someone pretending to be me. Who is it? What is the purpose? Are the ones surnamed Ma making a fool of themselves?"

After thinking for a while, Aunt Ye was sure that this was definitely not a trick of a Ma surname.

Wei Yang now has a relationship with the royal family, and Hu Jin is quite friendly with him. He has some channels to inquire. Since Ma Shiqianhu tried to use Wei Yang, he would definitely not dare to make any false in this matter.

"Who is that?" Aunt Ye suddenly felt another pair of eyes, not only behind Wei Yang, but also behind Ma Shiqianhu, but also behind her and the four elders.

Who is that?

Are the people from the Zhongshun Palace?

"Oh, how could I think of so many conspiracies and tricks?" Aunt Ye suddenly woke up, and she was mixed with joy and sorrow, thinking, "I was an old woman who could only fight and kill, but never thought about these things? Only with such a child can I occasionally think of any conspiracy against others against him. This is really, really, hey, it's so joyful!"

Then she thought of the girl in green that she had seen that day, and her martial arts surprised her.

"This girl's martial arts skills are probably not worse than Ning Zhongze. She seems to be a child who is very close to King Zhongshun, and the troops are all on Wei Yang. Is she the decision to plot against this child?" Aunt Ye was excited and thought to herself, "If it weren't for this little girl, it would be that old man Zhao Yunfu. If it weren't for the prince's mansion, I would have to go to the royal palace to explore it. Never let them plot against this child, no matter how can they not."

but……

"There are many masters in the royal palace, so what's the point?" Aunt Ye thought to herself.

In the middle of the night, the Zhongshun Prince Mansion was filled with people, and several masters who were no different from Aunt Ye rushed out from the dark. Aunt Ye didn't care much about this. With the experience of the old Taoist in the world, it was easy to get rid of these people.

But in a room near Zhao Yunfu's residence, a sharp sword energy suddenly caused Aunt Ye to be seriously injured.

"Is it her?" Aunt Ye was surprised and happy and immediately struggled to escape.

She recognized it as the girl in green.

"It's her." The girl raised her sword and a smile flashed across her face.

She also knew that the other party was probably Aunt Ye.

"Go quickly and order the guards to search, but there is no need to be martial law," the girl returned to her calm expression and told the masters, "Don't let someone lead your brothers out, and let the uncle who pretended to be Aunt Ye retreat, and the 100-man team that monitors the elders of the Demon Cult will also withdraw."

An old man holding two swords asked, "Little master, what if those people come together?"

The girl chuckled and said, "Your martial arts skills are far superior to your grandfather A Er. The martial arts formations of your ten hundred-man teams are several times that of Princess Zhao Min. Although she has the deer stick and Kehe Biwen, I also have eight masters who practice the "Xuanming Divine Palm". Together, it is not necessarily weaker than Princess Yuanting?"

The old man wandered and said, "But those people have a perverse personality..."
Chapter completed!
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