Chapter 80 Gods and Buddhas disperse (please subscribe and vote monthly)
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 few elders of the Cui family who were testifying were not ordinary people. They were all in the Nine Heavens of Xuan Guan. How could they let a young man violently 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 Bronze Hall by the force of the backlash.
However, their strength still deflected the movement of the broadsword. The knife was just enough to cut through the corner of the young man's clothes. The other person also jumped back instinctively, avoiding the decapitation of the knife with cold sweat all over his body.
"Zhao Changhe!" The man jumped out of the palace 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 waters!"
"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 toward the palace: "Brother, what do you mean? Is this Qinghe arguing for adultery, or is he showing off his power?"
This is his son, Cui Yuanteng.
Cui Wenjing stopped the clan elders who were sent flying to the wall of the hall from continuing to surround Zhao Changhe in the palace. He looked at Zhao Changhe with a strange expression, and then at his 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 first, before I deceived you."
The crowd is in a state of excitement.
Many old people said: "Wen Jing might as well explain it more clearly."
Cui Wenjing said: "The sword is a dead thing after all. You can use it to distinguish ghosts and monsters. After all, it is still possible to kill them because of other things. We are all members of our own clan, how can I give up?"
An old man smacked his lips in pain: "Then Wen Jing asked 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 internal force guard looks like it's touching the sword, but actually it's not touched at all." Cui Wenjing 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."
Grass... 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 in order to force out the fact that there was something wrong with the 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 Wenjing himself proposed using the Qinghe Sword for identification just to create this scene and openly prove to some people who have 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 after giving birth to a daughter... so cute?
The whispers gradually subsided, and everyone understood what Cui Wenjing meant. This trick is indeed very useful...
Cui Wenjing chuckled and looked around: "You understand it, then it's easy to handle. Now everyone spread out their hands, let everyone see, how is the palm of your hand?"
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 smeared on them.
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 and some were lighter, but they were all obviously touched.
Cui Wenjing 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 a little pale, and 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, before I even had a chance to touch the sword, Zhao Changhe slashed me with a knife. They did it on purpose. Yes, they did it on purpose. They didn't let me touch the sword!"
Cui Wenjing smiled, while several clan elders around him were shaking 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 been revealed.
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 murdering a sister?”
Cui Wenjing smiled and said: "It makes sense. Yuan Teng and Zhao Changhe are not relatives 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 agree with him boarding Qianlong 88, let alone a gangster who wants to eat swan meat. That's not okay! There are so many people who don't like him. What does it mean?"
But if the other party insists on making excuses, it is difficult to attack him. After all, there is no real irrefutable evidence unless he is jailed and tried severely. 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 relations with the outside world and even with the court are very troublesome. If he wants to forcefully argue, how can this matter be resolved?
Everyone is looking at Cui Wenjing, waiting for him to speak to see if he will decisively start a civil war. Cui Wenjing 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. Fight! The Cui family's martial arts has been passed down for generations, don't you even have this courage?"
Cui Yuanteng's eyes were full of hatred, and he sneered: "Who can be a good man 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 seems to be turning into a farce. How come the Cui family’s attempt to catch the mole turns into a fierce competition among young people? Everyone turned to look at Cui Wenjing. Cui Wenjing smiled and said: "Changhe is a 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 his head and glanced 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... What Cui Yuanteng has learned is all the superb skills of the Cui family. In theory, Zhao Changhe should not be able to defeat Cui Yuanteng if he doesn't take 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 is not on the same level at all. Even before Brother Zhao broke through, it would not be difficult to kill Cui Yuanteng, but now it is 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 drew his sword with a fierce look on his face.
Without 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 east after all." An old man whispered: "Yuan Teng's sword has been covered by clouds and mist, and has undergone countless changes. Three of them have been obtained..."
The last word "wei" was not uttered, 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 he was sending his head there to be chopped off with his sword swing around the mountain.
“What a fast knife!”
No matter what changes you have, whether the green mountains cover the green water...I will chop it away with one knife, and even if the green mountains are blocking me, I will split it 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 was blowing loudly ahead, and people on the left and right were shouting: "Yuan Teng, be careful!"
While shouting, Cui Wenjue suddenly stepped aside and tried to rescue.
Cui Wenjing was already prepared, and held his sword in front of him with a smile: "Why is Wen Jue so frightened by this junior's joke?"
Cui Yuanteng staggered over there and looked up.
The majestic body that looks like a **** and a demon flies down from the sky, holding a blood moon in his hand, and his eyes are like blood light.
The gods and Buddhas have dispersed!
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 **** 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 kill Yuan Yang, don't 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 was livid when he was stopped by Cui Wenjing.
The blood moon subsided 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 smile but not a smile: "Young man from a noble family, that's all. Winning against a waste like you won't even be enough for me to enter the Book of Troubled Times."
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