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Chapter 77 My Sword Is Your Sword

A donkey, a mule and a carriage slowly drove towards the outer city of the palace. On the way, I met three or five people from the world. Seeing that they were dressed and had extraordinary identities, they saw the carriages of the Tianshi Mansion, and they bent down to pay tribute and did not disturb Taoist Qingyun, and passed by.

On weekdays, we have to take a detour when passing by. The three thousand imperial guards in the Tiger Guard camp stand solemnly, which makes people feel palpitations. The Tiger Guards in the Outer City of the Palace have verified the identities of the visitors one by one, and there are also six gates and some people from Xiaosheng River and the Lake of Xiao for secondary identity verification to ensure that they will not get involved in idle people.

At the base of the outer gate wall, there was a lounge chair, and an old man in the uniform of a lieutenant was lying there. He was fifty or sixty years old, and his beard was one foot long on his jaw and braided into a small braid, which was quite funny. The old man was wearing a sword across his body, eating chicken legs while basking in the sun.

Horse riding is prohibited in the inner city of the palace. Taoist Qingyun and Liu Qingfeng, I, set up the carriages and horses in a stable not far away, and walked towards Xuande Gate in the outer city. There were many people invited to this night banquet. Most civil and military officials and generals went to Desheng Gate, while royal relatives went to Guang'an Gate, and we, the people from the martial arts world, went to Xuande Gate. Taoist Qingyun was originally a Tianshi, and could go to Guang'an Gate, but he also chose to go to the palace with us.

At this time, several fast horses came to the city gate. It seemed that the Imperial Guard should have come to inspect the security checks at the city gates of the outer city. When the other Imperial Guards met, they asked the rest of the jianghu people to wait. Everyone saluted immediately. Chief Lu of the school officer of the Huwei Camp outside the camp met with him.

Captain Lu nodded, and suddenly saw the old captain on the recliner outside the door without saluting, frowned. Chief Lu hurriedly said, Captain Yi, hurry up to meet Captain Lu.

The old man called Captain Yi turned his head and looked at Captain Lu, ignored it, and nibbled the chicken legs. Taoist Qingyun looked at the old man and sighed.

Commander Lu was furious and was arrogant. He didn't salute when he saw the commander. What kind of morality is it? What's your name? Why are there people of this age in Huweiying?

Chief Lu quickly accused him of the crime. Captain Lu was calm. Captain Yi was transferred here at the beginning of the month and did not know Captain Lu. He hoped that Captain Lu would not care.

Commander Lu snorted coldly, and suddenly saw the sword on Old Man Yi's body. His eyes suddenly shone. This sword is good, take it and take a look.

Old Man Yi smiled and reached out and threw the sword over. Lu Duwei drew his sword and took it out. We were more than ten feet away from him, and we could clearly feel a cold light coming from the surface. Lu Duwei almost couldn't take the sword and escaped. It was such a peerless sword. This is my sword. It's a punishment for you.

Old Man Yi nodded and said, "My sword is your sword."

Liu Qingfeng said this dialogue sounded so familiar. Master Qingyun stroked his white beard. You must have not studied well when you were studying art and played games outside all day long.

After the group of people in front of me verified their identity, they entered the inner city. When it comes to us, Taoist Priest Qingyun walked to Captain Yi and said, "Who have you offended again? Why did you come here to guard the city gate?" Old Man Yi threw the remaining half of the chicken legs casually and threw them into the stable dozens of feet away. The beggar donkey screamed happily and ate the remaining chicken legs.

Old Man Yi said that the sun outside the palace is full of sunshine and it feels comfortable to be sunny.

When Lu Duwei saw Taoist Qingyun, he quickly dismounted and bowed. Lu Laibao, the commander of Huwei Camp, had met Ye Tianshi. Even if he bowed, Lu Duwei refused to put down the sword.

Ye Liangchen said he was not given a gift. I think your sword is good, so why not let me see it. The first level of official position is to crush people to death. Although Ye Liangchen is not from the Huweiying Camp, as a great master, he has a noble status and Lu Laibao can't say anything. However, the sword he just got was not warmed up yet, and he respectfully handed it on.

Ye Liangchen said, it’s such a peerless sword. Let’s do it, this sword belongs to me. Lu Laibao’s mouth twitched and he didn’t dare to contradict him. Ye Liangchen threw the sword to Old Man Yi, saying that before, I saw your sword as if it had killed you, how could it be as valuable as a cabbage now?

Old Man Yi looked at me and said, "This is the boy He Daozi's girl who is interested in?" I wondered if He Daozi is not Jia Ming's master, why does this old man know Jia Ming too? Ye Liangchen nodded and said yes. Old Man Yi said that I don't think my martial arts are good. As he said that the sword was unsheathed, a burst of sword energy rushed towards me. I quickly drew my sword to resist, cooperated with Lingbo Weibu, and retreated for about ten steps before taking the half of the sword in a mess.

Although Lu Laibao was polite to Taoist Qingyun, he had an advantage in official positions to Old Man Yi. He said that he looked good in swordsmanship and did he have any name?

Old Man Yi didn't say anything, but Ye Liangchen said, "Your Wuji Way has improved a lot."

Lu Laibao's face changed drastically. Wuji Dao, who are you?

Old Man Yi then stood up and said that Yi Wuji, the captain of Xuande Gate of Huwei Camp, met with Lu Duwei. Lu Laibao's legs were so scared that he was weak, his face was pale, and he could not speak.

I looked at the old man. Could it be that he is the number one assassin in the world, the only successor of Wuji Sword Taoism, Master Yi, the saint of Wuji Sword? No wonder I almost suffered internal injuries just by drawing the sword. For more than ten years, Master Yi has been the number one assassin in Xiaosheng's martial arts world, and he can also be among the top ten in the world in terms of martial arts. However, his whereabouts are mysterious. Who would have expected that he had been working in the palace?

Master Yi holds the sword in both hands, Lu Duwei, my sword is your sword.

Lu Laibao said, Oh, I drank Croton tea at noon and suddenly had a stomachache. Let’s talk, I’ll go out first.

When Master Yi saw people walking away, he told Changhui Lu, "Check, check it out, check it out. If the people in the martial arts world don't bring weapons, why are you embarrassed to enter the palace and face the saints? You can put them all in. In this way, these martial arts people in the Xuande Gate brought weapons into the inner city."

I said that Master Yi’s security check measures are not good. If people from the world bring weapons to the city, if something goes wrong, Master Yi will not have any problems.

Taoist Master Qingyun said, even if there is a problem, no one will pursue it. Do you know whose person he is?

Liu Qingfeng asked, whose person is he?

I said to Master Ye, spoiled the whole family to death.
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