Wang Dong took the scriptures back into the red sandalwood box again, his eyes fell on the iron gold sword, and said, "Since I have received this gift, I will solve this problem for you!"

"You use that move again and attack me!"

He said so. ←

Tie Jindao was slightly stunned. He looked at Wang Dong, then turned his gaze to the Ziyi Hou, not knowing what to do for a moment.

The Marquis of Ziyi smiled and said, "Since Brother Wang takes action, this little trouble will be solved. Iron Gold Knife, Brother Wang is willing to give you advice. That is your blessing, and you will obey your orders."

The Iron Gold Knife is still a little wild, after all, in his opinion, Wang Dong is too young.

Ling'er's eyes were circulating and she smiled and said, "What? He is a dignified Hengzhou Crouching Tiger, don't even have the courage to take action?"

"Well!" Tie Jindao gritted his teeth and thought to himself that this man was a visitor to the Ziyi Marquis, so he should be a little serious. Moreover, even if the other party was injured by his own knife, it was the other party who asked him to take action, and he could not blame him.

The thought was certain, and the iron gold knife had a sharp and courageous spirit on his chest, and he said in a deep voice: "Be careful!"

After saying that, the sword light rose again, and layers of golden light were like the rays of rays from the sky, rippling with golden patterns.

The iron and gold knife transformed into a hook with a knife, and the energy moved with hissing. As the figure swayed, the person followed the knife and rolled straight towards Wang Dong, as if a layer of golden tide was set off.

Wang Dong still sat upright and looked calm. When the trained sword light was rolling down, his right hand suddenly raised up, as if he was holding up the sky and encompassing everything.

Tie Jindao's face suddenly changed, and he felt that the other party's casual support was simply amazing. The sword light, which was like a training, seemed to be actively sent into the other party's palm and blocked it. All subsequent changes were tolerated.

Fortunately, the Qiankun Breaking Heaven-style move was a strange and changeable move. The Iron Gold Knife lost five times in this move, but she also had a lot of experience. As the sword light rotated, the sharp edge had already come from a wonderful arc, and the "hook" was towards Wang Dong's neck.

However, at this moment, he found that as his sword light rotated, the other party's raised hand also turned into a palm knife, and changed into a sword technique.

This sword technique seems to be designed to make him see clearly, and its changes are extremely slow, and the trajectory and arc are all included in the Iron and Gold Swords.

Immediately afterwards, a breath of sneering on his chest had been split, and the sharp energy was pressing against his internal organs.

The iron gold knife stopped and looked down at his chest, and the cold sweat was rolling down.

But I saw that the collar of my chest was cut by an extremely sharp knife, but it did not hurt his skin at all, but with the sharpness of that breath, I was afraid that he would tear his heart apart.

This sword technique transformed by his palm seemed extremely slow. He could even see all the changes in it, but the Iron Gold Knife could not understand how it entered his chest.

Among the many masters in the living room, they all looked shocked. Only a very small number of people could still keep calm, but they couldn't help but look at Wang Dong with attention.

"Okay! It's indeed a good knife technique!" The Marquis of Ziyi stroking his palm and exclaimed: "With this sword, it is naturally easy to break the hook technique transformed by the Qiankun Breaking Heaven style. I'm afraid that most sword techniques in the world will be restrained by this sword."

The little princess's eyes flashed. If it weren't for the many visitors in the living room, she might have rushed over to act coquettishly and begged Wang Dong to teach her all her knowledge.

"It's just a trick of a devil. Zun Hou is too honored." Wang Dong smiled and looked at Tiejin Knife: "Do you remember this knife clearly?"

"Yes! Yes! Tie, I'm down..." Tie Jindao's voice trembled a little. Now he finally knew that the seemingly ordinary young man in front of him was an unfathomable master, with his martial arts far above him.

"I am so lucky to get the advice of the young master in my life. I really don't know how grateful I am in my heart..."

Tie Jindao still said a few words of thanks, Wang Dong waved his hand and said, "I have received this gift to relieve your worries, trade fairly, and be honest. You don't have to thank me. Since I remember it, then leave."

Tie Jindao didn't dare to say anything more, so he bowed and said, "Yes!" and stepped back.

As the Iron Gold Knife left, Wang Dong played on the wall and watched the show again.

Next, dozens of people came out one after another to offer worship and express their intentions. For the troubles they encountered, the Ziyi Hou solved them one by one in just a few words.

However, there are no exceptions.

For example, several envoys from Dayuan were ordered by the king of Dayuan to invite the Ziyi Marquis to Dayuan to serve as the throne of the state master, and were scolded mercilessly by him.

The Persian Cyrus was ordered by the King of Rest and came to pay homage to the Purple-clothed Marquis. Unfortunately, after saying a few words, a yellow-haired and white-robed "Cyrus" jumped out.

This person was pretended to be Shui Tianji. The two of them quarreled and staged a good show of authenticity and fake ambassadors. Unfortunately, Shui Tianji is famous for being difficult to deal with in the world, so how could Cyrus be her opponent?

But for a moment, Cyrus had been tricked by Shui Tianji and pushed him into the corner.

At this time, Mu Langjun walked out and opened a bag first. The treasures in the hall were shining brightly, saying, "In Xia Mu Langjun, I come from the East Aoki Palace, my father Mu Wang..."

The Ziyi Hou interrupted with a wave of his hand and said slowly: "Don't memorize the family tree, I know your origin."

Mu Langjun said: "My father was accidentally injured by the demon girl in Baishui Palace a few days ago. His whole body was ulcerated and his magical power was about to disperse. In the world, only the great wind ointment hidden by the Lord of Zun can cure this injury. Therefore, he came from below thousands of miles away and brought treasures from my palace. Please give him some spiritual medicine."

Shui Tianji was here to disrupt the situation, and now she shouted: "No, no! There is a priority, and people come first and then come. We will ask first. Zunhou must listen to our request first and decide whether to agree or not before letting others come."

Mu Langjun said angrily: "My father is seriously injured and his life is at stake. How can he not be anxious?"

Shui Tianji said, "But I don't look anxious when I see you, I'm afraid that this life-threatening statement is probably a lie."

"You...!" Mu Langjun was almost furious. Shui Tianji's words really hit his painful feet. Because he practiced the magical skill of dead wood, his skin was as good as wood. Even though he was anxious and angry, he could not make any expression on his face.

"I heard that in the martial arts world, no matter the black and white, the Five Elements Demon Palace is the most feared. The unique skills of the Five Elements Demon Palace are even more bizarre and powerful, unpredictable, and killing people invisibly is also an easy thing."
Chapter completed!