Swordsman of the World

Chapter 188 Use
In a grand and majestic Qingwa Dao Palace, a middle-aged man in a gray tight-fitting black robe held a piece of letter paper. After reading it, he flicked his fingers, and the sword energy that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye criss-crossed and tore the letter paper to pieces.

He stroked the goatee on his chin, and said to himself: "A young great swordsman, a young female swordsman. He can control my three men who are at the peak of swordsmen. It seems extraordinary. Hmph, you can use that silly girl Xinghua to go to the meeting and cause some trouble for the Second Elder."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and waved out a piece of signaling talisman paper.

After a while, a young girl ran in bouncingly: "Senior Brother Chen, are you looking for me? Is there any news about curing the second elder's cold poison?"

Senior Brother Chen sneered in his heart, but shook his head, and said, "No, Junior Sister Zhao, I really want the Second Elder to get rid of the cold poison as soon as possible, but that kind of strange cold poison is not easy to treat. I still have a duty here to monitor the common dynasty, You're here to help, don't forget."

Zhao Xinghua complained loudly: "Oh, Senior Brother Chen, what else is there to do now... Okay, okay, tell me, what is the mission?"

Senior Brother Chen said viciously: "Several unidentified sword cultivators came from outside the capital city. I don't know what happened. Maybe they were the ones who poisoned the second elder. Go and investigate."

"Okay, let me ask, if it's true, hum, I must kill them! Dare to act wildly on our Sanxuanzong's territory?" Zhao Xinghua clenched his fists angrily, then turned around and left quickly.

At this time, Yang Dong was still wandering around the city with Song Muqing, accompanied by three people who were familiar with the local area. They tasted delicious food, saw historic sites, and enjoyed the scenery of the capital. They had a good time.

Song Muqing grabbed a windmill, jumped while walking, and said happily: "Brother, it would be great if we could enjoy ourselves like this every day from now on, hehe."

Ah, suddenly, Song Muqing bumped into someone, who also exclaimed.

The person who came was Zhao Xinghua from Sanxuanzong. Because he was walking in a hurry, he didn't notice that Song Muqing was walking and jumping, so he was bumped into.

"Hey, can you walk?" She glared at Song Muqing coldly.

Song Muqing said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, girl, I didn't mean to."

Yang Dong raised his sword eyebrows, this woman's attitude was really bad, didn't she just touch her lightly?There are quite a few pieces of meat, do you need an attitude?

But after all, it was Song Muqing who was wrong first, he didn't bother arguing with her, so he took his sister and left first.

"Hey, stop!" Zhao Xinghua walked up to the two of them arrogantly, tilting his chin.

Yang Dong turned back unhappily: "What? Could it be that you still want me to compensate you? Hmph."

Zhao Xinghua pointed at Yang Dong, and said angrily: "Although I am a disciple of the Sanxuan Sword Sect, I am also the kind of unreasonable person. If I bump into my trivial matter, I will be a big adult, so let me just expose it." But...you are not sword cultivators from your own country, why are you here?"

Three Profound Sword Sect?The sword sect behind the Oath of Immortal Terrace?
No wonder you are so arrogant!

But Yang Dong wouldn't be afraid of her, Noye said: "That's right, I came here to murder and set fire, what do you do with me? Yoyo, girl, you look good too, would you like to be my woman? Follow me, and I guarantee you will break through to become a great swordsman next year."

"You, hateful! Shameless person." Zhao Xinghua was furious. As a backer in Jianmen, no one had ever dared to talk to her like this.

Qiang, Zhao Xinghua immediately drew his sword out of its sheath, and the sword was full of energy, but the passers-by around him were frightened, and they all retreated.

Yang Dong touched his chin, is this woman too easily irritated?If you provoke him casually, you will draw your sword to face each other.

Yang Dong is a great swordsman, once he released his aura, he was immediately frightened.

"Ah?" Zhao Xinghua, feeling Yang Dong's sword embryo breath, stepped back three steps quickly, and said through gritted teeth, "You are actually a great sword master."

"What? Are you scared?" Yang Dong waved his hand coolly, indicating that you, a weakling, should go home and feed yourself.

Zhao Xinghua put his sword back into its sheath, and said: "Okay, it seems that you don't pay attention to my Sanxuan Sword Sect at all, just wait for me! Don't think that the Great Sword Master is so great."

Yang Dong frowned, if he let go, wouldn't there be endless troubles?

But meeting the Great Sword Master of Sanxuan Sword Sect seems to be pretty good!

He can try what Yunmengluo said, the sword sect is not weak, how powerful their great sword master is.

Then Yang Dong deliberately taunted: "Looking for a helper? Very good, I am waiting for you at any time, I just want to know how capable you are, I hope you won't be beaten down by me, I hope it's not an embroidered sword like you."

Zhao Xinghua was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke. It was the first time in the Sanxuan Sword Sect's territory that he was looked down upon like this: "You are arrogant enough, you bastard just wait for me."

After Zhao Xinghua left, Song Muqing lowered her head aggrievedly: "Brother, I caused you trouble again."

Yang Dong murmured on her beautiful hair: "Silly girl, how could it be? You wait at ease and let them come."

The two went back to their resting place and released the three spies at the same time.

Song Muqing happily ran to the guest room to change into new clothes, while Yang Dong drank some wine in the attic.

Suddenly, Yunmengluo came over, her expression was a little displeased, her eyebrows twisted into a Sichuan character.

"Yang Dong!" Yun Mengluo said anxiously: "You've been out for a long time, and you don't come back until it's dark. What are you going to do?"

"Miss Yun, there's no need for me to report to you, right?" Yang Dong was indifferent because he heard her love for him in Mu Lingsha's room last time.

Therefore, Yang Dong chose to treat him indifferently. After a long time, Yun Mengluo would forget about her.

Yun Mengluo squeezed her little hands, feeling very uncomfortable. The former Yang Dong didn't talk to her like this.

"It must be because of that woman." Yun Mengluo was very worried, not for herself, if Yang Dong left the Wood Spirit Clan and chose to join the Bone Dao Palace, it would be a great loss to the clan.

Yunmengluo said softly: "Yes, you don't need to tell me, but we are together, we will prosper together, and we will lose together."

Yang Dongdao: "Okay, I won't tell you the truth. I'll have a rest tonight. I'll leave tomorrow. It's okay."

"Yeah." Yun Mengluo looked preoccupied, and suddenly grabbed the jug, and began to drink.

Seeing her snatching his wine, Yang Dong said that the wine was not very tasty, but it was strong enough. He drank it comfortably, and with a wave of his hand, asked the boss to serve two jars of spirits.

The two simply joined forces, unconvinced with each other, pouring cups of water into their mouths.

While shouting fiercely, a group of people ran up.

They were all sword cultivators. Yang Dong casually saw that there were eight of them. Wasn't one of them Zhao Xinghua whom he met today?
"Senior Brother Jin, that's him!" Zhao Xinghua pointed at Yang Dong.

Yang Dong's face turned red from drinking, and he hiccupped. The wine was too strong, which made him a little uncomfortable. When he saw someone coming, he smiled and said, "Fellow daoists, do you want to have a drink or two? Or do you not know how to drink? Oh, dare not drink?"

The disciples of Sanxuan Sword Sect frowned.

(End of this chapter)