Chapter 163 Confrontation at the Gate

The yamen runners led the way, the ceremonial guards followed, the servants escorted, and the eight-lifted sedan chair, this is the scene of the trip of the princes of Dayun.

Yan Chunyang came in the sedan chair, and glanced through the gap in the curtain of the sedan chair. He saw that the people around were watching, but no one knelt to greet him, and his face was slightly unhappy.

If he was in the prefectures under the jurisdiction of Long and Wanlong Dao, the people on both sides would kneel to greet him when he went out. Who dared to watch and make noise?

"Dao Zong..."

Yan Chunyang gently turned the beads in his hand. When the sedan chair landed, two guards turned over and dismounted, and sang loudly:

"Zhenwu Wang ordered that Jing Xiaohou come to pay homage to the mountain!"

The two guards had a lot of energy, and under the agitation of true energy, their voices spread to dozens of people, and they seemed to suppress the noise of discussions inside and outside the long street.

The front of the mountain gate suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at the two guards in silver armor.

"Guards of the refining level?"

Over 80 meters away, a faint green flashed in Li Yuan's eyes. The armors worn by those guards were all of the famous level, and the swords were top-grade famous.

[Dayun Imperial Guards Silver Armor (Level 4)]

[Imperial Guards Long Sword (Level 5)]

[Imperial Guards Breaking Gang Can (Level 4)]

Famous standard equipment, Li Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly:

"Dayun Imperial Guards?"

Dayun Imperial Guards, one of the three major violent agencies, is responsible for guarding the Divine Capital and protecting the royal family. There are only 30,000 people, and they are the most elite army of Dayun.

Li Yuan had heard of it before, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he felt horrible.

For him at this time, famous weapons are nothing, but standard famous weapons are a bit scary, which shows that the court's weapon casting methods are more than one level higher than the Divine Weapon Valley and the Dragon and Tiger Temple.

"Mass-produced famous weapons. "

Li Yuan was a little shocked, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not surprising.

Dayun and the sects ruled the world. 70% of the world's taxes belonged to the sects at the Dao, state, and prefecture levels. The court only took 30%, but that was 30% of the world.

Not to mention, the royal family and the court also controlled the Long and Wanlong Dao respectively. The two Kyushu lands were the court's private land.

When it comes to wealth and power, the Dayun court is still undisputed, the best in the world.

Only the court can mass-produce famous weapons and armor.

"I didn't know that Jing Xiaohou came. I'm sorry for not welcoming you."

Dou Yue and Han Tong bowed their hands and said in a serious manner. There was courtesy but no emotion.

The two guards didn't care. With a wave of their hands, all the guards dismounted and formed two teams with the yamen runners and the guard of honor.

"My Lord."

The two old servants turned over and dismounted, and removed the curtain of the sedan chair:

"We have arrived at the Dragon and Tiger Temple."

"Yes. "

Yan Chunyang responded and got off the sedan.

He was wearing a dark black brocade robe with dragon and phoenix patterns on it, a Jinxian crown on his head, decorated with various gems, a delicate jade belt around his waist, and a jade pendant and a goldfish bag on one side.

On the other side, there was a long sword that was as black as ink without any mixed colors, and a pair of black dragon-patterned boots.

"This marquis has come here for the emperor's order. I hope you will forgive me for disturbing him. "

Yan Chunyang held the beads in his hand and turned them lightly. His steps were steady and majestic, causing a commotion around him. Many people present had never seen such a dress in their lives.

"This looks really good."

Li Yuan was amazed. This dress was the best he had seen in these years, no one else.

This was completely different from the dress of the people in the martial arts world. Standing there, he looked noble and impressive, and compared Dou Yue and Han Bing, who were wearing a cassock and a martial arts robe.

"A famous instrument, with a dazzling luster. "

Yan Chunyang's outfit was obviously much better than the previous one. Li Yuan glanced at it and saw a precious light. Moreover, it was the first time he saw a pair of boots of up to level 5.

In addition to the [Small Dragon God Sword (Level 7)] and [Small Dragon God Armor (Level 8)], what he was most interested in was naturally the pair of [Cloud Pattern Dragon Bottom Boots (Level 5)].

"Dragon Walk Tiger Step, Level 6 Blessing Effect."

This pair of boots only has one palm control effect, but it makes Li Yuan quite excited.

"Please come in, my master is waiting in the main hall."

Han Bi was more tactful than Dou Yue. He bowed slightly and invited him to join the sect.

"Yes. "

Yan Chunyang seemed very polite, and responded softly, but suddenly stopped, looked at the huge archway in front of the mountain gate, and chuckled:

"I heard that the archway of Longhu Temple is quite magical. I will give it a try. Do you have any objections?"

Dou Yue frowned slightly, and Han Tong spoke first: "The Taoist master is waiting in the hall. If the Marquis wants to try it, I will accompany you personally. How about it?"

Before he finished speaking, Han Tong's face changed.

"Then I'll trouble Taoist Master Long to wait a little longer. "

Yan Chunyang was not asking for their opinions at all, but was just informing them. He said casually and was already under the archway.

"You are not here with good intentions. "

Li Yuan frowned slightly, and also moved a few steps towards the archway, and then he used the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer.

Buzz!

Li Yuan heard a slight sound, and then took a step back, interrupting the connection with the archway. The will of the ancestors in the stone plaque just started to stir, and then calmed down.

After dealing with them several times, Li Yuan knew that the will left by these two ancestors was very pure. In essence, it was to select talented disciples who could trigger the trial of the true teachings of the Health Preservation Sect.

No matter the inner and outer disciples, or the disciples of other sects, as long as their talents reached the peerless level, they would be alarmed.

If both of them appeared, it would be the eternal level.

"This person has a very high talent, not less than Senior Brother Long. "

Feeling the subtle fluctuations, Li Yuan understood in his heart, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart. The peerless talent is so unruly. If you were a Taoist, you would be in heaven?

"Hmm?"

Passing through the archway, Yan Chunyang's expression changed slightly, and he immediately smiled:

"It seems that the rumors are wrong."

"If the Marquis says so, then that's it."

Han Tong's brows relaxed and a smile appeared on his face. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that there were many people watching the excitement inside and outside the mountain gate, and they were all talking at the moment.

"Master Hou, business matters are important."

Yan Chunyang's eyes turned cold, and the two old servants followed him and whispered.

"Master Hou, please."

Dou Yue stepped forward with a calm voice, and behind them, Li Yuan and Xin Wenhua also followed.

"~"

Yan Chunyang glanced at the archway and turned around.

"Is the surname Yan intentional, or does he really have no city government?"

Among the crowd, Li Yuan felt a little weird. The imperial court only looked at martial arts talents when being granted titles?

‘The quality of the imperial court is also worrying. '

Muttering in his heart, Li Yuan glanced around from time to time. He found that there were many masters among Yan Chunyang's entourage, especially the two old servants, who were probably masters of blood exchange.

"hold head high!"

Before everyone could reach the inner door, they suddenly heard a high-pitched dragon roar coming from behind.

"Um?"

Li Yuan turned around and saw layers of clouds spreading over the mountain gate archway, blocking the time. The shadow of a black dragon was swimming in the clouds and mist, making a dragon roar that resounded through the mountain gate and the city.

"The shadow of the blue dragon appears?"

There was a sound of exclamation outside the mountain gate. Li Yuan glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the face of Lord Yan had turned dark and his eyes had become dangerous.

This guy is emotionally unstable. ·

Li Yuan looked back and saw that the clouds and mist were spreading, the roar of dragons was loud, and the city where the mountain gate was located was darkened, just like when he joined the sect.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, a big man about eight feet tall stepped forward, with broad shoulders and a thick back, and a face as wrinkled as straw.

He was full of energy and blood, as if a furnace was burning, and heat waves spread out every step he took.

"Zhongli Chaos!"

Dou Yue's expression changed as he recognized this old rival.

At this moment, Zhongli's chaos was far more tyrannical than twenty-nine years ago, and his momentum was as strong as the scorching sun. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart even from a distance away.

"Is this person Zhong Liran?"

Li Yuan took a look. When chasing him at night, he didn't have time to look at the person's appearance. At this moment, when he looked at him, he felt that this man was really rough, fierce, and really fierce.

When it comes to aura, it is no less than the big guy who was defeated by his Qinggong in the True Inheritance Trial of Yangsheng Sect.

“Yan Chunyang!“

Zhong Li stepped over in confusion, his eyes fell on Yan Chunyang's head, and with a flick of his hand, an old man covered in blood fell heavily in front of everyone.

"Hall Master Ding?"

Someone in the crowd recognized the old man and couldn't help but exclaimed.

The man covered in blood and aura was surprisingly the master of Hengshan Zhenwu Hall, Ding Xiu!

Yan Chunyang's eyes darkened, and the two old servants beside him loudly rebuked: "How dare you, Zhong Liluan, to assassinate the imperial official in broad daylight!"

The other person looked at Dou Yue:

"There are private fights, fights, and assassinations of imperial officials in Hengshan City. Are you, Longhu Temple, not paying attention?!"

Dayun and the sects govern the world and divide the power of taxation and garrisoning troops. Naturally, there are also some explicit restrictions, or rules.

The Prime Minister of Longhu Temple is in charge of Hengshan Road, and he has the responsibility to suppress the Jianghu forces within the territory and suppress lawlessness.

Are these two old guys so quick to react?

Li Yuan then recognized that the person on the ground was Ding Xiu. Hearing the two old servants scolding him, he immediately noticed something strange.

"Zhong Liran, what do you want?!"

A group of Longhu Temple disciples dispersed one after another. Dou Yue stepped forward to meet them. Han Tong swept with his sword. Behind them, someone rushed towards the main peak of Longmen.

The patrolling soldiers not far away were also attracted and came with their swords drawn.

"Longhu Temple is really in decline. There are people in the city who wantonly rape and kill women without even knowing it."

Zhong Liran's body was full of evil aura, and he didn't care about the faces of everyone in Longhu Temple. He glanced coldly at Ding Xiu on the ground, and his eyes fell on Yan Chunyang:

"Wan Zhuliu is considered a temporary hero, and he actually accepted you as his disciple. It's really puzzling to Zhong!"

"Nonsense!"

The two old servants scolded angrily: "Zhong Liran, you are too presumptuous, you dare to slander my Lord Marquis!"

"Rape and kill women?"

Dou Yue frowned. He still had some understanding of Zhong Liran's personality, but...

Glancing at the expressionless Yan Chunyang, he said in a deep voice:

"Do you have any evidence?"

"Ding Xiu, that's the evidence."

this......

Dou Yue looked ugly, and Han Tong also looked at Yan Chunyang. The latter's expression did not change and he just sneered:

"Do you want to kill women? With my status, do you need to rape and kill women?"

Woo~

He looked at Zhong Liran with cold eyes. Even if there was a grandmaster in front of him, he was not afraid at all. He raised his aura and confronted Zhong Liran.

"What Zhong Liran means is that Yan Chunyang raped and killed women in private?'

Li Yuan tasted it, and when he glanced at the two people confronting each other, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

With Yan Chunyang's status and good looks, if he really wants a woman with just a few words, it stands to reason that there is no need to rape or kill her.

Unless this person is a pervert, or, ritual?

Li Yuan glanced at Zhong Liran. This bearded man was masculine. Although it was sloppy, he looked much more pleasing to the eye than Yan Chunyang.

"Zheng!"

Zhongli glanced up randomly.

I saw a sword light coming at an extremely fast speed. Before anyone arrived, the sword energy arrived, causing everyone present to dance wildly with their clothes and had to take a few steps back.

"Uncle Master (Master)!"

Nie Xianshan stepped forward, and when he landed, his voice spread, equally full of evil energy:

"You dare to use force at my mountain gate and Zhongli will be in chaos. Do you want to die?!"

"If Uncle Nie wants to teach you, Zhong will volunteer to accompany you."

Zhongli's chaotic aura rose, and he did not retreat even half a step under the pressure of Nie Xianshan's momentum. He repeated his words and pointed at Ding Xiu:

"This person is the evidence."

"oh?"

Nie Xianshan's evil aura dissipated slightly and he glanced at Yan Chunyang in the crowd.

"Master Nie, my Marquis...

The two old servants were about to explain, but suddenly felt a chill in their hearts. Nie Xianshan glanced at them indifferently and pointed at Yan Chunyang:

"You tell me!"

^Master Nie. "

Yan Chunyang looked as usual. After bowing his hands in greeting, he looked at Ding Xiu who was as angry as a silk thread:

"This matter of slandering this prince will be discussed later, but when he assassinated the imperial official in Hengshan City, should Longhu Temple deal with it first...

"Are you deaf?"

Nie Xianshan was in a very bad mood. He raised his hand to interrupt before he could finish speaking. His eyes and voice were cold:

"I'm asking you something!"

"you?!"

Yan Chunyang was furious in his heart. He squeezed the string of beads in his palm tightly before suppressing it. His voice was very cold:

"That's absolutely not the case!"

"Very well, both sides have their own opinions."

Nie Xianshan nodded and looked at Dou Yue and Han Tong, who were stunned:

"What are you doing standing there in a daze? They're all tied up!"

"ah?"

Han Tong was stunned, but Dou Yue had already reacted. He took a step forward, pushed aside the crowd with his big hand, and grabbed Yan Chunyang with an ugly face with his five fingers.

"Depend on!"

Han Tong's eyelids twitched, and he turned around to see Zhong Liran, who was full of evil spirits:

"...

"you dare!"

The two old servants scolded angrily and wanted to resist, but after hearing two hisses, they fell to the ground screaming and coughing up blood.

The expressions of the Universiade Imperial Guards changed greatly, but before they could draw their swords, Dou Yue knocked them to the ground and coughed up blood.

"Xianshan, you dare to tie me up?!"

Yan Chunyang did not draw his sword and let Dou Yue hold his shoulders and arms, but looked at Nie Xianshan coldly.

"How about tying you up?"

Nie Xianshan looked indifferent, only glanced at him, and then looked at Zhongli Luan: "It's not just you, Zhongli Luan, I want to take it down too!"

So domineering!

Li Yuan praised in his heart. Although he felt that Nie Laodao was extremely angry today, he had to say that this treatment was really arrogant.

Yes or no, take it down and talk about it later.

"Uncle Master...

Han Tong pressed the knife with a wry smile on his face.

Zhongli's chaotic evil spirit was so strong that he had no way of taking action. Twenty-nine years ago, when the former had accomplished his blood exchange, he had been severely defeated, let alone now?

"waste!"

After Nie Xianshan vented his anger, he felt much better. He looked at Zhong Liran calmly, with sword energy intertwining behind him:

"do you have any opinion?"

Zhongli frowned:

"No objection."