martial law

The old Duke is of course Xu Guogong Yu Wenshu.

He is the leader of Yuwen Clan's officialdom.

The point is, Yu Wenshang, the head of the Yuwen family, is also with him.

This person is not involved in court affairs, but his martial arts are astonishingly high. Legend has it that he is as famous as Lingnan Tiandao Song Que.

In the imperial court, his reputation is far less than that of his elder brother Yu Wenshu, but in the Jianghu, his status is far above him.

The black-haired and black-bearded man Yang Lin saw, who seemed to have icicles falling off his whole body, was Yu Wenshang.

As for You Taijun, it is You Chuhong, the ancestor of the Dugu Clan.

She is good at Bi Luo Hong Chen Kungfu, and the Untidy Cloaking Wind Staff Technique. She is old and spicy, and she is much more powerful than her son, Dugu Feng, the leader of the Dugu Clan.

Yang Guang drank a cup, his face flushed a little.

He laughed and said, "I haven't been to Yangzhou for a few years, I never thought that all the clowns would come out.

This time, the widow must kill all these traitors and traitors. "

"Your Majesty Ying..."

All the courtiers hurriedly withdrew their minds and raised their glasses. Before they could finish their sentence, the side wall of the main hall collapsed with a bang, crushing several civil servants to death.

Like a giant hammer, a purple figure passed through the hole and fell into the hall.

He fell to the ground and vomited blood, and after a few mouthfuls, he struggled to get up, his eyes wide open, and he stared at Yang Guang: "Your Majesty, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell on his back.

I twitched a few times, but didn't move.

It is written by Xu Guogong Yuwen.

At this time, the chest collapsed, and the whole person was almost broken into two parts.

There was a burst of exclamation from all around, and panic appeared in everyone's eyes.

From a distance, You Chuhong's old voice was heard asking in a deep voice: "Who the hell are you? If you dare to assassinate the king, are you not afraid of being punished by the Nine Clans?"

The officials of the imperial court who had the same doubts as You Chuhong were panicked and curious at the same time, so they couldn't help but listen carefully.

"Hey, there is a way to heaven, if you don't go, there is no way to hell, but you have to break in, Mrs. You, you still can't guess who I am?

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

In the clash of roaring energy, the entire dragon boat shattered and shook.

Inside the main hall, there are occasional icy cold winds blowing by, and scorching sun rays sweeping across.

The shock is getting closer.

There was even a shriek and howl.

A huge ice-blue phoenix suddenly appeared, overwhelming the sky and roaring loudly.

Everyone trembled.

Several ministers backed up protecting Yang Guang, Yu Shiji was certain in his heart, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't panic, this is the Ice Phoenix Dance performed by Yu Wenshang, the master of Yuwen. No one below the great master will dare to stop it."

boom……

As soon as the words fell, a huge golden stick was blown down, like a dragon descending from the sky, and the sound of dragon chant was deafening.

The ice-blue phoenix was struck down by this stick, turning into countless streams of blue light that scattered in all directions.

Just as a layer of ice flowers formed around it, it was rushed by the golden energy and turned into water droplets...

With a bang, everyone in the hall suddenly became drowned.

"Prisoner Dragon Stick, King of the Mountain, Yang Lin."

The dragon's roar resounded, and under the sweeping energy like a scorching sun, everyone understood exactly who was attacking.

Legend has it that Yang Lin, the backer king, beat the surrounding heroes with a prisoner dragon stick.

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

He is a man of all abilities, so if he calls at the door at this time, there is nothing good about him.

No, Xu Guogong Yu Wenshu appeared in front of the head and was beaten to death with a stick.

Yuwen injured Bingxuan's strength was amazing, he could transform his true energy into form, and the ice phoenix danced wildly, but he was knocked down and scattered by his prison dragon stick.

"Your Majesty, hurry up."

The dancers ran around screaming, and the courtiers had long since lost their dignity.

Those who drilled the table drilled the table, sneaked and sneaked, and escorted escorts, all of a sudden chaos.

But Yang Lin sneered.

"Yu Wenshang, right? Bingxuan Jin is indeed extraordinary, but it's useless to me."

When he assassinated Yang Guang at this time, he didn't want to compete with others.

Two sticks to subdue the dragon, take a long breath, taller, like a devil like a god...

The yin and yang qi are attached to the coiling dragon stick, and the feet step on the stars, like a bull, crashing through the palace wall with a bang.

Among the flying pieces of wood.

Kankan caught up with Yuwenshang's flying figure, and knocked him down again with a stick.

This stick is not the previous Yanyang Huoyi.

It is the unity of essence, energy and spirit, which arouses the yin and yang energies between the heaven and the earth, and mixes and knocks them down.

The gray beam of light hit the space with tiny spider web cracks.

boom……

Yuwen injured his beard and hair and danced wildly, striking upwards with both palms.

As soon as an ice phoenix appeared, it was beaten into star dots in the sky.

The momentum of the stick continued, and the gray light fell like waves.

Yuwen roared in pain, and his arms were smashed into powder, and the minced meat was splashed, and the club head was hitting his head.

Snapped……

It's like breaking a rotten watermelon.

"Whoever stops me will die."

Yang Lin yelled violently, with Wushuang's power to kill Yu Wenshang, his body fell up and down, wrapped in a fierce wind, and went straight in front of Yang Guang.

As soon as the soldiers along the road were rushed by his body, they all turned into rags and sacks and flew into the air.

You Chuhong Qiankun had just danced halfway through the dance, when Yang Lin looked at her with murderous intent in his eyes, and immediately the stick faltered slightly.

Yang Lin laughed, rushed past, and reached out to grab it lightly, like a dragon reaching for its claws.

Yang Guang lowered his head and fled, just paused, flew upside down, landed in his hands, and was choked by the throat.

"His Majesty."

Thousands of guards rushed in like the tide around, and dense figures rushed straight up.

He rushed to the front and stopped there. Everyone was about to stop breathing, and there was silence all around.

"Gu, where did the widow offend Your Excellency? You want to put me to death?"

Yang Guang asked struggling.

The murderous aura soaring to the sky suppressed his heart, and it was actually pretty good for him to ask a question.

However, Yang Lin knew that this person was already terribly shocked.

The lower garment is already dripping wet, and the water droplets have soaked the ground.

A foul smell penetrated into the nose, making people very sick.

Yang Lin stopped laughing and shook his head: "Your Majesty offended not only me, but the people of the world.

Abandoning the ancestral temple in disregard, counting down the south of the Yangtze River, mobilizing the army, and fighting frequently outside, and extravagant and lustful inside...

Have you ever thought that over the years, how many strong men have been killed by swordsmen, how many old and weak women and children have been buried in ditches, half of the people in this world have died, and you can't see it? "

Yang Lin's voice turned cold: "Everything in the Central Plains is against the king, and now the Northland is regarded as a world against the king, and it's not like no one is advising you, don't touch the king lightly.

However, all the people who persuaded you were killed, and you even wanted to go to the south of the Yangtze River to harm the people. Tell me, who did you offend? "

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

But Yang Lin didn't want to hear it anymore.

A few more words are just to complain about the white bones in this world.

However, the dead are dead, and we can't go back to the past and make those suffering people come back to life, right?

If you kill the king, you will kill the king, so let's not talk about it so much.

He turned the knife with his backhand, and a sharp edge flashed across the edge of his palm. Under Yang Guang's terrified eyes, he cut off his head with one knife.

Lifting his head, breaking through the roof of the hall, Yang Lin laughed loudly, skimmed the water, and soared into the air.

The two girls behind him dance like butterflies with flowers.

"Your Majesty, have you succeeded?" Wanwan laughed softly.

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

Wei Zhenzhen didn't say a word, her mind was shaken just now, she was still a little dazed.

However, from the gradual coldness in her eyes, it can be seen that she has quietly gotten used to something.

"The Hunjun is dead, why don't you return to the Northland and stay in the south of the Yangtze River looking for death?"

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

There was a wailing in place.

The fleet stopped and the people ran wild.

The [-] troops were at a loss.

Even the emperor was killed, no matter whether they go forward or backward, they are all dead ends.

"My lord, why did you kill people and leave? Didn't you try to subdue them?"

Wan Wan asked strangely.

Wei Zhenzhen came alive, let out a long breath, and before Yang Lin could answer, she sighed and said, "It's useless, these people come from the North, and we have too few people to control them.

It doesn't work if they are scattered, they will become a chaotic army and harm Jiangdu. Instead, it is better to let them flee north.

They are eager to return home. At that time, there will be a few more fights with the Northern Rebels, which will be good for us. "

"exactly."

Yang Lin nodded with a smile.

After killing Yang Guang, the 30 army completely lost morale.

At this time, there is no other option but to withdraw the troops.

Previously, Yang Lin saw that although Yang Guang was killed, the army was not in chaos.

Wang Shichong and other generals are still fine, even if he wants to kill 30 pigs, he will still feel dizzy.

Killing is impossible.

Can only give up.

Moreover, this group of troops must return to Luoyang immediately to support the prince and grandson again.

Normal people would think so.

The previous crisis of Yang Guang going to Jiangdu has been completely eliminated from this moment.

Jiangdu is ushering in a rare development opportunity. At this time, it can free up its hands to deal with some fools.

And, it's time to grab time with the Li family in Taiyuan.

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