As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the sky.

After twitching for a few times, he stopped moving.

It is Xu Guogong Yuwen Shu.

At this time, my chest collapsed and I almost got discounted in two sections.

There was a burst of exclamation around, and everyone's eyes showed panic.

You Chuhong's old voice was heard from afar and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Isn't you afraid of being killed by the nine clans?"

The officials of the court who had the same questions as You Chuhong were frightened and curious at this time, and couldn't help but listen carefully.

"Hehe, if you don't go there, hell has no way, you will break in. Old Mrs. You, can't you guess who I am yet?

Not only are your eyes blurred, but your ears are not very good."

As the roaring energy and energy attacked, the entire dragon boat cracked and swayed violently.

In the hall, there is sometimes a cold wind blowing, and the scorching sun shining through it.

The volatility is getting closer.

There was even a sharp roar.

A huge ice-blue phoenix suddenly appeared, covering the sky and the earth, roaring sharply.

Everyone was trembling.

Several ministers protected Yang Guang and retreated. Yu Shiji felt relieved and smiled and said, "Your Majesty, don't panic. This is Binghuang Wu, the leader of Yuwen's clan, Yu Wenshang. No one dares to stop him."

boom……

As soon as the words were finished, a golden giant stick fell from the head, like a divine dragon falling from the sky, with the sound of a dragon roar deafening.

The ice-blue phoenix was hit by this rod and turned into countless blue light flows, scattering in all directions.

A layer of ice flowers just formed around it, and it was swept by the golden energy and turned into water droplets...

With a loud bang, everyone in the hall suddenly became a slaughter.

"The Dragon Prisoner, the King of Responsible, Yang Lin."

The dragon roar sounded, and the energy like the fierce sun swept across the board. Everyone understood who was coming.

Legend has it that the backer king Yang Lin beat the heroes around him with a dragon-prisoning stick.

Even the evil king Shi Zhixuan went to assassinate him, but he was beaten to escape and was seriously injured and hid without a trace.

He has a great skill, and he can come to the door at this time, so there is no better place.

Look, Xu Guogong Yuwen Shu appeared in front of the head and was beaten to death with a blow.

Yuwen's wound Bing Xuan was so magical that he could transform into true energy. The ice phoenix danced wildly, but was even knocked down and scattered by his prisoner dragon stick.

"Your Majesty, go quickly."

The dancers screamed and ran around, and the courtiers had long lost their gentleness.

The drilling table was hiking, and the guards were hiking, and the guards were in chaos for a while.

But Yang Lin sneered.

"Yuwen is right? Bing Xuanjin is indeed extraordinary, but it is useless to me."

At this time, he assassinated Yang Guang was not a competition with others, but he could use his ultimate move as soon as he made a move.

Two dragon rods were shot out, took a long breath, raised his body, like a demon and a god...

The two yin and yang energy are attached to the Panlong stick, and they step on the stars, like a barbarian bull, and they crash into the palace wall with a bang.

Broken wood is flying.

He barely caught up with Yu Wen's body, and knocked him down with one stick.

This stick is not the previous fire of the flames.

Instead, the three elements of essence, energy, spirit and spirit are united, which triggers the yin and yang energy between heaven and earth, and mixes and falls.

The gray column of light hit the space and slight cracks appeared in subtle spider web cracks.

boom……

Yu Wen's wounded beard danced wildly, and his palms slammed upwards.

As soon as an ice phoenix appeared, it was beaten into a starry sky.

The stick has not stopped, and the gray light is like a wave.

Yuwen roared with pain, and his arms were beaten into powder. As the minced meat splashed, the rod head hit his head.

Bang...

It's like breaking a rotten watermelon.

"Those who block me will die."

Yang Lin shouted loudly, holding Wushuang's power to kill Yu Wenshang, his figure fell down, wrapped in Wulu Li Feng, and rushed straight to Yang Guang.

The soldiers along the way were rushed by his body and all turned into rags and sacks, flying into the air.

You Chuhong's staff was just halfway through the dance, but Yang Lin looked at it in a blink of an eye. His eyes were so murderous intent that he immediately stopped.

Yang Lin laughed, rushed past, reached out and took it lightly, like a dragon exploring its claws.

Yang Guang's body, which lowered his head and fled, stopped, flew backwards, and had already landed in his hand and was pinched to his throat.

"His Majesty."

Thousands of guards rushed in like a tide around, and dense figures rushed forward.

He rushed to the front and stopped. Everyone's breathing was about to stop, and there was a silence around him.

"Is there anyway that I offended you? I want to kill me?"

Yang Guang asked struggled.

The murderous aura of Chongtian was in his heart. It was actually good that he could ask questions.

However, Yang Lin knew that this person was actually shocked.

The lower skirt was already wet, and the water droplets had already wet the ground.

A smell of odor penetrates the nose, making people very disgusting.

Yang Lin stopped laughing and shook his head: "Your Majesty offended more than me, but people in the world.

He abandoned the ancestral temple and went to Jiangnan several times, mobilized many troops, and fought frequently outside, making every effort to do his best to be extravagant and lewd at the inside...

You have never thought that over the years, how many strong men have died in war, how many elderly, weak, women and children have been buried in ditches, and half of the people in the world have died, and you can't see them?"

Yang Lin's voice turned cold: "Everyone in the Central Plains rebelled, and the North is now considered a world of opposing kings. It is not that no one advises you, don't touch the king's carriage lightly.

However, all the people who advised you were killed, and they even wanted to run to Jiangnan to harm the people. Do you think, who have you offended?"

"I..." Yang Guang wanted to say something else.

But Yang Lin no longer wants to listen.

A few more words are just to hold a grudge against the white bones in the world.

However, the dead are gone, and we can't go back to the past and let the suffering people live, right?

If you kill the king, you will kill the king. That’s not all.

He turned his backhand into a knife, and a sharp edge flashed across his palm. In Yang Guang's horrified eyes, he cut off his head with one knife.

Holding his head and breaking through the roof of the hall, Yang Lin laughed loudly, flew across the water and soared into the air.

The two women behind him dance like butterflies with flowers.

"Your Majesty, have you succeeded?" Wanwan's giggles came.

She moved in the rain of arrows, dancing around her silk satin, not only protecting herself, but also protecting Wei Zhenzhen.

Wei Zhenzhen didn't say a word. He just got angry and his mind was shocked. He was still a little stunned at this time.

However, from the coldness slowly generated in her eyes, we can see that she had quietly gotten used to something.

"The foolish monarch is dead. Are you still not going back to the north and staying in Jiangnan for death?"

Yang Lin shouted loudly, carried Yang Guang's head, rushed ashore, and disappeared into the jungle.

There was a wailing place.

The fleet stopped and the people ran around.

The hundred thousand army was at a loss.

Even the emperor was killed, and they were all dead, whether they went forward or backward.

"Prince, why do you leave after killing someone? Don't try to conquer them?"

Wanwan asked strangely.
To be continued...