I saw that Yang Fei didn't dodge, but rushed forward.

In the sword light spy shadow, everyone heard a scream and saw a huge head flying up in the blood light.

dong dong dong...

The head fell to the ground with a thumping sound.

It was the head of King Gao Jian, rolling on the floor for a long distance before stopping.

King Gao Jian's face was pale, he was dying, his eyes were wide open, with the panic before death.

The scene once again fell into deathly silence.

A prince...beheaded like this...

Everyone felt a chill rushing from the soles of their feet to the sky.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, feeling their bones tremble.

Li Erdu felt his back go cold, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Ah ah ah..."

"Kill him, kill him..."

Li Wudao roared like a beast.

The old face was hideous and ugly.

The previous indifference to control the overall situation completely disappeared.

At this moment, the whole person is in extreme rage and grief.

Yang Fei beheaded his beloved youngest son in front of him, making him completely furious.

All the princes present were furious, and some princes had already rushed out of the living room to summon the guards.

However, Yang Fei ignored them, just glanced at Li Wudao out of the corner of his eye, and walked back to the fake Li Jiancheng.

"You have one last chance."

"The general asked you again, did Li Wudao instruct you to fake it?"

Yang Fei's long sword rests on the fake Li Jiancheng's neck.

His eyes were like swords, and his tone was as cold as the twelfth lunar month and winter.

Tianxia Bookstore was almost set on fire by Li Junfan to let Yang Fei know that cutting grass must be eradicated.

If not, there will be endless troubles!

Originally, Yang Fei didn't want the so-called excuses either.

But Li Er was on the scene, and the image project still had to be done.

The fake Li Jiancheng has already been frightened stupid.

After King Gao Jian was beheaded, he was so frightened that he forgot all the pain in his body.

It just so happened that the eyeballs of King Gao Jian were looking at his side.

This caused the mental breakdown of fake Li Jiancheng.

"Haha...hahaha..."

"That's right, it was instructed by the patriarch Li Wudao."

"How? Do you dare to kill? Do you dare to kill the patriarch of the Li family in Longxi?"

The fake Li Jiancheng looked crazy, shouting like crying and laughing.

"Yes, that's fine." Yang Fei withdrew his sword and looked at Li Wudao who was full of anger.

At this time, the prince who rushed out had returned, and a large number of clan soldiers were transferred in.

The massacre seemed to be about to erupt.

Chapter 135 Why bother talking?Just kill it!

The prince who rushed out brought in a whole [-] clan soldiers.

The soldiers of the Li Clan in Longxi spent a lot of material training.

Each of these clan soldiers is worth about ten ordinary soldiers.

These three hundred clan soldiers are equivalent to the strength of three thousand.

This is a very terrifying power!

"Kill him, cut him to death with a knife, cut him into meat paste and feed it to the dogs!"

Li Wudao's voice was hoarse.

He stared at Yang Fei with cold eyes.

The grief of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man made Li Wudao cold.

The most beloved youngest son was killed by Yang Fei, this feud will never end!

"kill!"

The soldiers of three hundred tribes drink together.

One by one, they walked towards Yang Fei with spears in their hands.

Their steps were in unison, and their momentum was like a rainbow, shaking the entire living room step by step.

Yang Fei watched them coming, his eyes passed over these clan soldiers, and fell directly on Li Wudao.

Today Li Wudao must die, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes, he will not be able to save him.

Yang Fei was about to make a move.

But he found that the long sword in his hand was not suitable for a big battle.

"Li Xianzhi, throw my Fang Tian painting halberd over."

Yang Fei spoke calmly.

When Yang Fei made a move just now, he pulled out his saber from her, and Fang Tian's painted halberd was placed beside her.

"Uh-huh!"

Li Xianzhi nodded repeatedly.

She personally brought Yang Fei's Fang Tian painting halberd to Yang Fei.

Li Xianzhi's beautiful eyes seemed to be looking at Yang Fei with light.

Seeing Yang Fei's domineering and domineering figure, Li Xianzhi's heart beat faster.

I just feel that there are very few men in the world who are so handsome and domineering like Yang Fei.

Yang Fei took Fang Tian's painted halberd and returned the long sword to Li Xianzhi.

In a trance, Yang Fei's aura seemed to become more powerful, making people daunting.

Seeing that Yang Fei's massacre was about to erupt, Li Er suddenly stood up at this moment.

"Wait!"

Li Er drank a lot.

He stood between Yang Fei and the soldiers of the Li clan.

Li Er's heart was burning with anger.

What Li Shi did in Longxi today made him very angry!

The clan soldiers stopped, with hesitation in their eyes, and they all looked at the clan leader Li Wudao.

"Emperor, please get out of the way, don't let the traitor hurt you."

Li Wudao spoke in a deep voice.

There was even a hint of order in his tone.

Li Wudao was daring to give orders to the emperor.

"presumptuous!"

"I ask you, are you planning the case of Prince Yin's corpse fraud?"

Li Er drank in a low voice.

This was the first time he was angry with the patriarch of the Li family in Longxi.

For so many years, Li Er has been respectful to Li Wudao.

But now, the Longxi Li family has gone too far, and Li Er can no longer hold back his rage.

"What did the emperor say?"

"This Li Jiancheng, my patriarch has never said that he is real."

"I invited the emperor to come here today, just to find out if he is real or not?"

Li Wudao spoke in a deep voice.

He didn't say it was real at the beginning, he just said it looked alike.

The purpose is to shirk the possibility of exposure.

For example, now, Li Wudao has completely dismissed the case of the prince's fraudulent corpse.

"you……"

Li Er was half dead with anger.

But he couldn't say that Li Wudao was wrong.

I can only hate Li Wudao, the old fox, in my heart.

"Come here, Your Majesty, please go down and rest, don't hurt your body!"

Li Wudao drank in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, several clan soldiers came out immediately, intending to force Li Er to leave.

Li Er was furious, feeling extremely aggrieved, and pulled out the Sword of the Son of Heaven from his waist.

Seeing this, Cheng Yaojin and Li Xianzhi also drew their weapons and guarded Li Er's sides.

"Take it off!"

Li Wudao frowned and shouted again.

This time, several clan soldiers were sent up again.

"Patriarch, Your Majesty will not be insulted, you have gone too far!"

Surprisingly.

Several princes Li Daozong and Li Xiaogong also stepped forward to stand in front of Li Er.

Their faces were complicated, but they showed their attitudes.

The Li family of Longxi and the emperor Li Er, they chose Li Er.

"Good good!"

"I dare to disobey the orders of the patriarch!"

"Come on, kill Yang Fei, who dares to stop...kill!"

Li Wudao roared.

Eyeballs are scarlet.

He was so angry that he almost lost his mind.

"kill!"

The clan soldiers shouted loudly and acted again.

They were all cultivated by Li Wudao.

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