"Your Highness, among the disciples of this generation of Qingyun Sword Sect, Jian Shiliu is the last one to leave the mountain."
In a lobby of the Guest House, a guard respectfully reported the investigation results to Huang Tu.
"So, Qingyun Sword Sect does not have a figure like Jian Twenty-three."
Huang Tu raised his brows slightly, suddenly became happy, and said, "Interesting, Uncle Shi, what do you think?"
"The people of Tang Dynasty are the most cunning."
Beside the main hall, a tall middle-aged man sat. He frowned, thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "This person dares to issue a challenge even though he knows His Highness's strength, and the name he used is obviously a fake. Jian Shiliu was
His Highness was crippled, and this person was named Jian Twenty-san. He had ulterior motives and deliberately provoked His Highness's anger. Isn't he afraid that His Highness would become murderous and kill him in pain? "
"Uncle Shi means that with Twenty-Three Swords, you are either not afraid of death, or you are sure of victory."
The interest in Huang Tu's eyes grew stronger and stronger, "It makes some sense. Uncle Shi thinks what should I do."
"Your Highness is invincible."
This compliment was suspected of being flattering, but the middle-aged man said it matter-of-factly, as if he was telling a fact, "In the ultimate realm of the Sirius Sutra, where you have cultivated your Qi and returned to your original state, Your Highness has reached perfection. This level, compared to
The true immortals of the wolf clan were not bad at all when they were young. The main purpose of the challenge was to improve their cultivation. Now that it has been completed, there is no need to take risks anymore, so why not start building the foundation first?"
"Refining qi to return to the original state, the nine extremes, and the next level, it is the original state."
Huang Tu had a look of pride in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Shi is right, but it would be boring to advance silently in such an extreme state.
If Sword Twenty-Three is really capable, it is just what I want.
Wouldn't it be nice to kill him and sacrifice his blood and soul to my ultimate realm?"
"Your Highness has the appearance of becoming an immortal, but you must think clearly, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. This is not cowardice."
The middle-aged man's eyes showed a look of longing, and he advised in a deep voice: "In the near future, the wolf clan will definitely take over Yunzhou first. The land of the three states in Tang Dynasty is the blessed land of Dongtian. If you win one state, you can support it."
The Wolf Clan is adding two true immortals. Among them, His Highness must have a place."
"Uncle Shi, you don't need to persuade me anymore."
Huangtu waved his hand and said: "I know what Uncle Shi said is reasonable, but becoming an immortal is so difficult. I think the twelve ancestors all became immortals after a hundred battles. How could they avoid fighting? I have already decided on this matter.
No need to talk about it."
"Your Highness, be careful tomorrow."
The middle-aged man sighed and said no more.
Huangtu looked at the middle-aged man's gloomy look, smiled, changed the subject, and said: "Speaking of becoming an immortal, the woman named Sang Zi is really enviable. She has already found the way to immortality at such a young age. Such a genius, the Tang people
Will you really hand it over to my clan?"
"This is not important."
A sinister smile appeared on the middle-aged man's lips, and he said: "Sui coins and Sang Zi are just means. Our purpose is to intensify the conflicts among the people of the Tang Dynasty. Sui coins have intensified the conflict between the powerful and the sects. Behind Sang Zi, standing is Jixia
Academy.
Jixia Academy is owned by the royal family.
Regardless of whether they end up handing over to Sangzi or not, the conflict between the royal family, the sect, and the powerful will further intensify.
A powerful enemy will become weak if there are internal problems. In this way, we will have more opportunities to engulf the Tang Dynasty."
"Uncle Shi, this plan is brilliant."
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Early the next morning, Huang Tu appeared on the ring.
He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested his mind, quietly waiting for the arrival of noon.
As the center of the storm, Huang Tu's actions affected the hearts of the entire Chang'an people.
Soon after, news spread like wildfire that Jian Twenty-San was challenging Huang Tu, and the source of this news was none other than the Huang Tu Wolf Clan.
When all parties first heard about it, they, like Huang Tu, thought that the disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect came out to avenge Jian Shiliu.
But after asking around, I found that there was no such person as Jian Twenty-san.
In the Qingyun Sword Sect's dojo, Sword Sixteen stood with swords. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked with a strange expression: "Are you sure the challenger's name is Jian Twenty-three?"
"Can't be wrong."
The Jianzong disciple nodded affirmatively and said with a wry smile: "This morning, the threshold of our dojo was almost broken by people. If Chuanxi Sect hadn't asked, I would have doubted whether a junior brother secretly went down the mountain."
"Interesting, why not call it Sword Seventeen or Sword Eighteen?"
Jian Liu thought for a while and said: "It's worth watching, but Huang Tu's behavior is weird. I'm afraid he didn't have any good intentions when he showed up in the ring early."
On the tall building opposite the guest house, Princess Qingyuan held her hand on the railing and stared at Huangtu with heroic eyes.
After a while, the maid hurried in and whispered in grandma's ear for a while.
"Have you checked it out?"
"Back to the princess, Jian Twenty-Three is very mysterious and I haven't found any useful information."
"Forget it, no need to check anymore."
Princess Qingyuan waved her hands, softened her brows, looked at the black heads in the square, and said in a deep voice: "Huangtu has aroused the murderous intention. His magical skill has been completed. I am afraid that he wants to use this challenge to use the terrifying and bloody
To make the people of Chang'an remember the ferocity of the wolf clan."
The sun is high in the sky and noon has arrived.
It rained lightly last night, and the wind blew through, giving me a cool feeling.
Huang Tu stood up, but there was no opponent in front of him.
Being fooled?
As soon as I thought about it, I wasn't angry at all, I just felt a little ridiculous.
There were tens of thousands of Changan people in the audience, and they couldn't help but whisper to each other.
"You won't come if you don't."
"No, that would be too embarrassing. It would be better to just show up and admit defeat immediately."
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"Brother, although you are strong, don't push forward. You really can't push forward anymore."
A young man looked back at the big man behind him and tried to persuade him a little angrily.
"No, I'm going to the ring."
The big man wore a black short coat, revealing two strong arms. A cowhide belt was tied around his waist, and a huge boning knife was stuck diagonally. It was stained with oil, as if it had just chopped pork and had not yet wiped it clean.
"you?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, and his expression was obviously a little disdainful, but he was afraid of the big man's tall and ferocious appearance, so he didn't say it directly.
Next to me, there was someone who was not afraid of trouble. He laughed loudly when he heard this, "Sword Twenty-Three, from the name, he is a master of swordsmanship. The butcher's knife on my waist seems to have nothing to do with swords."
"Who said sword twenty-three must be used with a sword."
The strong man sneered and said, "Well, I can't walk up, so I can only fly."
Everyone was about to taunt him again when they suddenly saw black mysterious lightning emerging from the strong man's body. The light suddenly appeared and then disappeared out of thin air.
While he was stunned, he suddenly saw an extra person on the stage.
"this……"
The sarcasm he just said made his mouth open in shock, it was really Sword Twenty-Three.
With such an artistic name, it turned out to be that of a pig butcher, and I immediately felt like my beautiful imagination had been ruined.
Not only these few, but also the Chang'an people in the square were a little dumbfounded at this time.