Taiyuan city lord Huyan Wujiang is the world's famous family, this person is famous for his magical knife skills, he has always had a decent style in the rivers and lakes, and is highly praised.

At dawn, the group of vegetable farmers who entered Taiyuan City early in the morning to catch the morning market saw that there was an old coachman with white hair driving a broken ox cart and carrying a well-dressed middle-aged fat man into the famous Huyan Fort, the lord of Taiyuan City.

Like many people who cherish life and time, Huyan Wujiang also adheres to good living habits, maintains moderate exercise and other activities that are beneficial to physical and mental health. What's more, he is still a martial arts master, so naturally his exercises are more exaggerated and rich in content than ordinary grandfathers and grandmothers.

At this moment, he was exercising his body under the ancient pine next to the flower pond in front of the court, on the flat and clean ground. Of course, in the eyes of the connoisseurs, he is not an ordinary elderly aerobics, he is practicing a kind of superior internal strength, called "sword control method". It is said that after he succeeds in cultivating this kind of internal strength, he can no longer hold the knife with both hands, and he can rely on his mind to infuse super internal force and control the knife he wants to manipulate as he wants.

At this moment, he sensed that someone was approaching him from a long distance, and that the footsteps of the person who was coming were still in a hurry, and who would have thought that he could discern who it was with his eyes closed.

When the visitor was still a few steps away, he was about to stop and talk to him, but he said first: "What's the matter with Steward Hua?"

So the man whom he called the flower butler said respectfully: "There is a man who claims to be Wang Million, who rides in a tattered ox cart with an old handlebar, and waits outside the castle gate early in the morning, saying that he is in a hurry to find you. ”

Huyan Wujian suddenly opened his eyes that were as bright as lightning, and at that moment, it seemed that the name "Wang Million" gave him a lot of shock.

Immediately, he channeled the air flow around him into the dantian, collected the work and unloaded the pile, and turned back to the flower steward and said, "Let him worship tea in the guest hall, and I will come later." ”

The guest hall of Huyan Wujiang is very quiet and elegant, there is a calligraphy and painting with two big cursive characters written on the top of the main wall; there is a red lacquer shrine below the calligraphy and painting, which enshrines the majestic statue of Emperor Guan's beautiful beard and big sword. It is not difficult to imagine that the owner of this house must also be a person who emphasizes martial virtue and faithfulness.

Below the shrine, above the main hall, there is a large root carving tea house, its area occupies at least three ordinary coffee table positions; above the root carving, there is a small platform for making tea, there is a small cooking stove for boiling tea, and there are also small landscape carvings that are pleasing to the eye. Such a generous tea house is enough to set off the special identity of the owner as the lord of Taiyuan City and a leader in martial arts.

The fragrant tea has been cooked, Wang Million and Huyan Wujiang are sitting facing each other across the corner of the carved tea table, and at this moment, the fair woman who is in charge of cooking the tea is holding the clean, fragrant, and hot tea in a small jasper tea cup, holding it on the carved small bamboo saucer, and respectfully handing it to the two of them to put it away.

At this time, Huyan Wujiang picked up one of them without any concern, and said by the way: "Drink tea." Looking at this, the visitor did not seem to be very popular in his mind.

However, Wang Million was still smiling, and he didn't mind and took the tea obediently, and he was about to bring the small teacup to his mouth, but suddenly the other party asked, "What are you doing here?" Therefore, Wang Million immediately put down the teacup and said, "He came to the door!"

"Who came to the door?" Huyan Wujiang asked casually while shaking his head and blowing lightly on the tea leaves on the tea surface.

"Wu Shuang. Wang Million said, he carefully watched the change in the other party's expression.

However, Huyan Wujiang still took a sip of hot tea slowly and asked, "Who is Wu Shuang?"

"My nephew, the son of the dead ghost Wu Dahai. Wang Million said, he was still staring at the other party's changing expression, as if testing his inner reaction.

At this time, Huyan Wujiang was suddenly startled, he seemed to care about Wang Wanwan's words just now, his face also changed, and then he hurriedly put down the teacup and asked, "What does he want?"

Wang Million said: "He came to me to settle accounts!"

Huyan Wujiang said, "How many people are here?"

"He's alone. Wang Million said.

Huyan Wujiang laughed wildly, and he said, "Just one person, you are still afraid of being like this." ”

Wang Million said: "He is not an ordinary person, his swordsmanship is unparalleled in Jiangnan." ”

Suddenly, Hu Yan Wujiang's expression became solemn, and he asked solemnly word by word: "Are those thugs under your command vegetarians?

Wang Million said: "These people are all rice buckets and straw bales, and they don't listen to orders overnight. ”

"What about the six knives?"

"I didn't know where to go that night!"

"What's your nephew's name?" asked Huyan Wujiang in shock.

"Wu Shuang. Wang Million said. "Some people say that he is 'unparalleled among the people'. ”

"Could it be that Wu Shuang, the No. 1 fast sword in Jiangnan who has just risen to the top of the rivers and lakes?" asked Huyan Wujiang with a nervous expression.

"I don't know!" said Wang Wanwan, "he also wields a sword, and he wields a long sword with a black sheath that is about three feet long. ”

"Go and call the flower steward!" Huyan Wujiang suddenly said to the woman who was making tea.

"Understood. The woman said briskly running out of the living room.

In order to confirm whether Wu Shuang and Wu Shuang, the first fast sword in Jiangnan, were the same person as Wang Wanwan, Huyan Wujiang called the flower housekeeper who had seen Wu Shuang, the first fast sword in Jiangnan, to confirm.

Steward Hua walked into the living room, and Huyan Wujiang greeted him and asked, "Steward Hua, at the scene of the sword competition in Luoyang the day before yesterday, did you see Wu Shuang, the fastest sword in Jiangnan, kill Yun Zhongzi with a sword?"

"Yes. The flower steward said. His expression was gentle, reflecting the look of a competent subordinate.

"How fast is his sword?"

"Lightning-fast as lightning. ”

He later added, "It's also the fastest sword I've ever seen in my life." I saw that there was still a look of panic in his eyes.

Seeing this, Huyan Wujiang asked him solemnly, "Will his sword be faster than mine?"

The flower steward bowed his head and did not answer.

Huyan Wujiang's eyes widened, so shockingly big, so terrifying, as if he had seen the scene he was most afraid to see in his life, and he suddenly asked: "How tall are others, and what do they look like?"

"He is at least seven feet five inches tall, handsome, with what is often called talking eyes, and his expression seems to smile at you all the time, and it is a smile that makes people wonder, and in the face of such a smile, one cannot fathom whether he was happy or angry." Moreover, that day he killed Yun Zhongzi with this kind of smile sword!"

"That's right, that's him. Wang Wanwan said, "That's what his people are like." ”

Huyan Wujiang nodded silently, and when he raised his eyes again, Wang Million saw that his sharp gaze was full of murderous aura, and the corners of his narrow eyes seemed to be beating;