"Who the hell is this person?"

Yang Ji's eyes narrowed. The cars and horses were noisy in my ears, but my heart suddenly quieted down.

The man next to the restaurant had dark eyes, long hair hanging down from his ears and temples, and there was no expression on his face. Yang Ji entered the Zhou Mansion, and he had never entered this person before.

"It's very strong, I'm afraid it's not under the evil prince, Yang Xuanlan. And he is good at kendo......"

Yang Ji's eyes did not move, but his eyes were one after another, and countless thoughts turned in an instant. On the other side of the street, the man's body did not move, but his eyes were changing slightly, as if he was also analyzing Yang Ji.

At this moment, both of them felt the same sense of threat in each other. And this person gives Yang Ji a very strong feeling.

Unlike others, Yang Ji felt a strong shadow of himself in this person.

This person's way of thinking is similar to his own, there are so many martial artists in the Zhou Mansion, this person has adopted the same strategy as himself, observing the situation of this martial arts examination in the surging flow of people in the market.

Observation is not just about seeing with the eyes, it also requires special abilities. Yang Ji is because he has the perception of the eightfold level of martial arts, and this person obviously has the same ability.

The most incredible thing is that although this person didn't have anything on him, Yang Ji felt a strong sword intent from him.

This sword intent was much stronger than anyone he had ever come into contact with before. Although Yang Xuanlan, the Evil Dao Prince, and others sometimes use swords, they are not proficient in swordsmanship at all.

And this person has really practiced a very strong kendo!

Similar thinking. The same kendo, the same powerful perception...... , if it weren't for the fact that the two have very different looks. Yang Ji will wonder if what he sees is himself.

"It is impossible for the Eastern Taiyuan Continent to have so many geniuses who draw swords, and they can be compared to Yang Xuanlan casually. This person must have come from outside the continent. ”

A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind. This martial arts examination attracted many forces from outside Taiyuan Continent, and this person obviously belonged to one of them.

Suddenly, Yang Ji's heart moved, and he remembered the "Secret Book" of the family that Ouyang Zishi gave him, and countless contents came to mind.

When Yang Ji "turned" to one of the pages, hum. Suddenly, his body shook, and Yang Ji suddenly knew what the origin of this person was.

"Hidden Sword Palace. ...... This person is actually from the Hidden Sword Palace!"

Yang Ji's heart shook.

The Han Dynasty had five holy places, and its influence spread all over the place. Among them, Baitou Mountain and Heishui Cliff are close to the eastern part of the Han Dynasty, so the disciples of the two factions are more common.

The other people from Sheyang Palace, Hidden Sword Palace, and Fire Dragon Cave were distributed in other continents, and the disciples of the three sects were rarely seen. The people of Sheyang Palace had already heard from the people in the restaurant before.

Yang Ji didn't expect it. I actually met someone from the Hidden Sword Palace here.

"How could he be alone?"

Yang Ji thought thoughtfully.

Unlike a large group of people from Baitou Mountain and Black Water Cliff, this master of the Hidden Sword Palace seemed to be the only one of them. Yang Ji didn't see anyone else around the restaurant.

And this person looks quite low-key, Ouyang Zishi has also helped him collect a lot of information, but he has never heard that the people from the Hidden Sword Palace have come.

"Among the five holy places, only the Hidden Sword Palace is named after the sword, and now it seems that it is really powerful. I'm afraid that the people of Baitou Mountain and Heishui Cliff are not as powerful as him. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

The streets were crowded with people, cars and horses, and no one else noticed Yang Ji and the master of the Hidden Sword Palace. Look at the figure on the other side. The other party also seemed to sense something.

Yang Ji's heart moved, and he suddenly had a trace of curiosity.

"Go over and see. ”

Yang Ji's feet moved, and he suddenly took a step towards the opposite side.

"Get out of the way. Get out of the way!"

"Princess Longwu has arrived, and the idle people will all avoid it!"

......

Ahead, the crowd suddenly burst into a commotion. A whip flicked through it, and the void scorched, even if it was far away. Yang Ji could also feel the hot feeling, as if the whip was on his neck.

"Buzz!"

It was in Yang Ji's surprised gaze. The dense figures on the street retreated to both sides as if they had encountered a plague god.

The long street, which is densely packed and cannot be inserted by a needle, magically vacates a wide passage in the blink of an eye.

"Drive!"

The horse's hooves were clanging, and a man in a blue brocade coat and an official hat grabbed a red whip and rode a large horse, galloping through the streets like a strong wind.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, everyone avoids it!"

The sound of Tsing Yi Gongcha echoed over the streets like thunder. Where the war horses passed, the long street seemed to be split by a knife from front to back, leaving a long passage.

Rounds!

The loud sound of cars and horses came quickly from the rear, from small to large.

Just a moment later, Yang Ji saw a team of luxuriously groomed, yellow cover and yellow banner chariots and horses galloping over. The fur of these cart-pulling horses is smooth and shiny, and the horses are incomparably beautiful.

Compared to other horses on the street, these horses are almost a head taller, and their muscles and bones are particularly powerful, giving people an extremely impactful feeling.

"Boom!"

The carriages and horses were rolling, and the iron hooves stepped on the bluestone slabs, the momentum was amazing, and the rumbling sound almost lifted the entire long street.

This is the first time Yang Ji has really seen the royal nobles.

A bright-eyed and furious guard with bulging temples made him feel like a sharp knife ready to be unsheathed, capable of splitting anyone in his way with a single breath.

"How could the princess of the imperial capital appear here?"

Yang Ji looked at the rumbling carriage and horses, and was surprised in his heart.

The prince's daughter is called the county lord, and only the phoenix species of the current majesty is called the princess. However, the emperors and nobles of the Han Dynasty were almost always concentrated in the imperial capital, and they did not set foot in the local capital.

Yang Ji never thought that he would see these royal princesses in such a place.

The carriage rumbled loudly. Like thunder passing through the sky. In the wind, the yellow covers and yellow flags were waving in the wind, and the blood-colored luan phoenix flying on them was clearly visible.

This is a symbol of the royal princess!

Yang Ji looked at a luxurious yellow mantle gold and copper carriage in the center. This carriage is four or five times the size of an ordinary carriage, and the surface is decorated with a series of phoenixes, driven by eight dragon horses, and looks like a god outside the sky.

The carriage and horses were surrounded by four slender old men in yellow robes, who looked extremely dangerous. These four old men were like rotten wood, and their breath was strong. Standing on the wheels of the carriage, it was as if the feet were rooted. It's like it's not moving.

The wind was so strong on the street that it was so strong that people could barely open their eyes. But the four of them stood on it expressionlessly, and the mighty wind could not even blow the corners of their clothes.

"At least a strong man of the Eightfold Dà Martial Sect level!"

Yang Ji's eyes followed the four yellow-robed old men, and his eyelids jumped wildly. These four people gave him a lot of the feeling of being on the Iron Crown Mountain. The gatekeeper who has just broken out of the flail.

With Yang Ji's strength, he couldn't see their depth at all.

Looking at these four dangerous old men, Yang Ji subconsciously thought of four words in his mind - "royal worship". In the royal family, only those who serve the royal family all their lives will be so powerful.

And under the influence of the four royal families, Yang Ji couldn't see the breath of the princess Longwu at all. I just feel that this princess in the royal family seems to be completely different from my impression, full of solemn and brave momentum.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Yang Ji's action of looking at Princess Longwu's carriage seemed to attract the attention of a royal worshipper, and in the position on the left side of the carriage, an old man suddenly turned his head and looked cold. Walking through the dense crowd, he looked at Yang Ji on the side of the street with some displeasure.

"Boom!"

It was as if countless suns were exploding in front of him, and Yang Ji's eyes were dark. It was as if he had been smashed in the head by a giant hammer, and with a muffled snort, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"These offerings, such terrifying strength!"

Yang Ji was secretly shocked. He had the spiritual power of the Eightfold Martial Sect, but when he was just stared at, he was greatly impacted. It's just appalling.

The state of darkness did not last long, only for a short time. Yang Ji's eyes were bright again.

On the wheel, the old man in the yellow robe and his unfathomable strength was slightly surprised, and seemed to be a little surprised that Yang Ji could recover so quickly.

But soon, the old man turned his face with a cold snort, probably thinking that this lesson for Yang Ji was enough.

Thundered!

The carriage was fast, rumbling non-stop, and quickly disappeared into the distance through the long street. And on the street, the originally silent crowd is lively again.

Crowds poured out of the buildings on both sides of the street, and filled the long street with a full circle.

A qiē returned to normal, lively, bustling, as if nothing had happened.

For the people in the Zhou Mansion, they are used to seeing the people in the palace, and they are also used to seeing the family, the nobles, and the princes, and it seems that there is nothing more princess.

Only Yang Ji was thoughtful.

Taiyuan is a long way from the imperial capital, there is nothing special, and those princes and princesses will never come here lightly.

"The martial arts examination is approaching, I don't know if it has something to do with Zhongwu Hou?"

Yang Ji said secretly.

The sound of the carriage disappeared quickly, and he didn't see the true face of the Longwu princess, which made Yang Ji feel a little regretful. Turning around, looking at the street opposite, the wine flag was already empty, and the heir of the Hidden Sword Palace was gone.

"Rolling!"

The sound of a car rolling came into his ears, and a gorgeously decorated carriage stopped beside Yang Ji. The old coachman's voice came from the carriage, and his face was apologetic:

"Childe, I'm sorry for being late. At the fore, I got the news that there were royal carriages and horses passing by on this street, and all the carriages were crowded in front of them, and there was a delay for a while. ”

Seeing this carriage that suddenly appeared, Yang Ji breathed a sigh of relief, looking like he had finally waited:

"Hehe, it's just a small thing. I didn't delay much. Let's go. ”

After saying that, Yang Ji smiled slightly, withdrew his gaze from the wine flag, jumped his body, lifted the curtain, and naturally got into the carriage with a flicker.

Dealing with Yang Long and Yang Bao is just a stopper, and Yang Ji will never waste his time for such a trivial matter.

"Drive!"

The coachman didn't say much, and with a snap of his whip, the two fat white horses neighed for a while, and immediately raised their horses' hooves, and went all the way down the long street towards the Sword Forge Villa in the south of the city. (To be continued) R580