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The thunder shocked as fast as lightning, and its strength was as fierce as thunder. Even though it was far less domineering and violent as the ruthless thunder, with the help of the magical hand immortal soldiers, this move was also powerful to open mountains and split stones. In an instant, the old man, Tang, was nervous and shouted: "Be careful of my ten-stills of rare and precious soup!" He moved his body and moved in front of the iron pot on the stove. His five fingers suddenly turned purple and black with his right hand, and he grabbed Yang Zhao's Bagua Palm. The palm claws hit each other, and immediately "bang" sounded, and the two of them retreated due to the recoil of the other's internal force. Yang Zhao was like

Willow catkins floated three or four feet away, and their posture was cool and natural. Old Man Tang's face turned red, and his legs were nailed to the spot without moving for half a step, for fear of knocking over the stove and iron pot behind him. His expression changed three times in a row, and he opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of black blood. He finally breathed and cursed: "Young boy is so rude! He even beat me if he didn't even greet him? If you don't respect your elders, at least you have to respect your elders? Are all the children of the Yang family so untutored?"

Although the war was close and the high and low were determined. Yang Zhao's expression did not relax because of this. It was just because he had already used seven successful powers of thunder just now. But when his palms and claws hit each other, he still felt as weak as if they were weak. This old man was not astonishing, but his internal cultivation was quite impressive. He did not just rely on poison to harm others. Moreover, the purple and black poisonous gas on his claws penetrated into his palm. If he was fighting with bare hands, even if he had the Gang Qi protector, he would still be invulnerable to the end of being highly poisoned and blood-transformed.

However, now Yang Zhao has put on the God-Handed Immortal Soldier as a protection, so it is naturally another matter. The true energy is everywhere, and the light of the God-Handed Immortal Soldier reappears, and immediately shakes the poisonous substance wrapped around it. Just when he is about to improve his skills and fight again, he suddenly heard this old man talking nonsense, even though the war is in full swing, he can't help laughing at him. He smiled and said, "You and I are enemies, not friends, and you will definitely die today. But if you say anything respects the elders, wouldn't you laugh at others' big teeth? It's true that you are always right, but what's the point of growing up."

Old Man Tang's expression suddenly subsided and shouted, "Young boy, you and Zhongqing already have an affair, right? Zhongqing is the apprentice of Bizi Fudi. In terms of seniority, she also wants to call the old man "Senior Brother, why don't she be considered a senior?"

Yang Zhao sneered, "So what? It's just a night of love. Even though Tang Zhongqing helped Yang deal with Yang Xiu, Yang has protected Tang Siwen for her. The favor has been paid back and we have no burden. We actually want to use this to tie Yang. Old Tang, Old Tang, are you really confused?"

Old Man Tang suddenly looked up, his eyes flashed with fierce light, and he asked sternly: "What did you say! A night of dew marriage? In your mind, is it just the object of a night of dew marriage?" His two questions were stern, and he stared at Yang Zhao with gritted teeth, as if as long as the other party answered a little dissatisfied, he immediately rushed up and swallowed the other party alive. Yang Zhao couldn't help but take a step back, frowned and said, "Whether it is true or not, what does it have to do with you?"

Mr. Tang took two steps forward and said in a deep voice: "The old man is just asking you one question now, and those who know the opportunity will answer honestly. If you love her and are still alive, will you pick her up as a formal matchmaker and treat her well from now on?"

Yang Zhao frowned deeply and cut his head: "How is it possible? Yang Xiu rebelled and, according to the Great Sui rule, he should be executed by the family. The Tang Sect assisted the evildoers and should also be sentenced to the clan. Whether as the Tang clan of the Yang Sect or the daughter of the Tang Sect leader, Tang Zhongqing was unforgivable."

"Is it? The sin is unforgivable. This is... your... answer." Old Man Tang couldn't hold his fists tightly and trembled. He suddenly raised his head and roared: "Old man had known for a long time that all your guys surnamed Yang and his ancestors had no good things! Today, if you don't tear a thousand pieces of your mother's unfaithful man to feed the dog, the old man swears not to be a human being!" The rage was like a volcanic lava bursting out suddenly, and the sound had not fallen. Old Man Tang had already risen and rushed towards Yang Zhao's chest and abdomen with a pair of poisonous claws. Not only was his momentum like a crazy tiger, but he could imagine it faster than farther. Yang Zhao was shocked and turned over his palms without thinking. Xun Fengyou and Dui Ze vortex were in line with each other, so he would protect himself first.

The palms and claws intersect, attacking like a storm, guarding like a pillar of the main stream. The lightning and fire, but the sound of "split and snap" continued, Yang Zhao felt that the opponent's two poison claws were tearing and grabbing, and the fierce attacks were endless, as if they didn't need to return. The two styles of Bagua Palm were difficult to beat, and they had to be forced to retreat for the time being to avoid their sharp energy. Two figures of human beings retreated and moved forward under the moonlight, and they drew countless circles of spiral seals on the ground. The rapid and incoherent body movement triggered a whirlwind. The weak grass could not withstand the traction of the air flow, and was uprooted one by one, gathered at the center of the whirlwind.

The two people entangled each other. In an instant, a huge grass dragon condensed into shape. It roared and roared, rolled and rushed, and became more and more intense. Finally, it broke away from the ground and soared into the sky. Seeing that the grass dragon was about to break through the infinite sky, the silver light suddenly shone in the night sky, illuminating the sky and the earth into a blazing white that no one could open their eyes. Then the thunder thunder suddenly exploded, and the violent silver snake slashed through the sky and slammed the grass dragon's heavenly spirit. How could human power resist the vast sky power? The fierce grass dragon instantly fell into the sea of ​​fire, immediately shattered inch by inch and collapsed in shape.

As the ignition rain fell, the two figures suddenly merged and flew out from behind. Old Man Tang took the lead and stroked his chest with one hand and gasped violently. Yang Zhao pressed his palms downward, as if a cloud was supporting his body slowly falling down, but his clothes were slightly damaged. He calmly said: "Excellent, I actually hit you 17 claws. The Tang Sect's unique skills are outstanding, and it is not simply a fame."

Old Man Tang looked sinister and said fiercely: "I just wish I could not take it seriously tore your grandmother Wang Jiudan's grandmother's grandmother away and feed it to the dog!"

"It should be enough to fight until now." Yang Zhao ignored the old man's provocation and said in a deep voice: "Everyone knows it well. You are not my opponent. There is no deep hatred between each other. As long as you are willing to abandon your martial arts, you can tell us the details of how the Tang Sect colluded with Yang Xiu, and as the King of Henan and the General of the Left Guard of the Great Sui Dynasty, I can spare you."

"Don't let me die? Haha, hahahahahaha~~" Old Man Tang was stunned and couldn't help laughing to the sky. The sound of a sharp whine came from afar, and Zhongye heard it, making people creepy. The laughter stopped quickly, and he said in a low voice: "Boy, do you know, what age is my old man this year?"

Yang Zhao said calmly: "You don't look eighty-four, at least seventy-three. If you can repent and turn your evil into a timely manner, you can survive for a few more years. Otherwise, you will be careful not to have a good end when you are old."

Old man Tang sneered and said, "Seventy-three, eighty-four? Haha, maybe in another fifty years. Boy, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. My old man's birthday is the year of Wuwei and Guishen. Until today, he is exactly 31 years and seven months old, and he is only seven years older than I love."

Yang Zhao suddenly widened his eyes and said incredibly: "What, you... are only 31 years old? But... but..."

"But why are you so old, right?" Old Tang's eyes darkened and said coldly: "Of course it's to survive. Do you know the taste of hunger? Do you know the taste of cold? Have you tried to compete with mice for food, tried to run around like a wild dog? Haha, haha, of course not. So a dragon, son, phoenix grandson like you who are born with luxury will never understand it. However, I am different. A child under five years old suddenly has both parents. No relatives, no reason, no power or courage. If he wants to survive, he can only betray everything he can betray, grit his teeth and struggle to survive. And everything includes my life."

"Including... your life?" Yang Zhao's eyes flashed with cold light and he said slowly: "I understand. It's because of the martial arts you practiced."

"It's not martial arts, but poison. The Lord of the Blessed Land of Tangmen, the poison of the poison king Tang Poison." Old Man Tang's mouth moved upward, as if laughing and cried, and said: "This poison is called "Time urging people to urge people. Take the ultimate yang to cultivate the ultimate yin, and return to the extreme evil to the extreme righteousness. Use poison to cultivate internal strength, squeeze the essence of life and strengthen itself. It can greatly increase my skills to his mother/mother's divine blocking and killing gods, and the Buddha blocking and killing Buddhas. But unfortunately, there is one biggest shortcoming..."

"It's just that people will grow old quickly because of overdrawing, right?" Yang Zhao couldn't help but sigh and asked, "I guess you dare not use such a domineering poison easily. How many times have you used it when you make it like this?"

"Only twice." Old Tang said gloomyly: "I... I first entered the Tang Sect, but I was just the lowest-ranking outer disciple. Although I didn't have to resist hunger, there were at least a few tiles on my head to block the wind and rain when I was sleeping. But you would never imagine that there were... and... Bah! Only then did I realize that the sufferings I had suffered before and the humiliation I had suffered were nothing at all. I couldn't stand it, and there was no normal person who could tolerate it. But can I escape? No one could escape from the Tang Sect. No matter before and after death, there was never. Just when I thought I would pass like this in my life... she... she... suddenly appeared in my life."

"This...is Tang Zhongqing?" Yang Zhao began to understand what happened. In an instant, he didn't know how to react. From the perspective of the bystander, this kind of story would undoubtedly feel very old-fashioned and boring. But for the parties involved, it was unforgettable and unforgettable for the rest of his life. After a pause, Yang Zhao said: "She is very good to you?"

"No, she has never been good to me at all." Old Tang shook his head and denied it, but his face suddenly turned radiant, as if he had been young for ten years. He said slowly: "Every time I met her, I was either beaten or scolded. All kinds of strange and diverse punishments are something you can't think of. The most serious time, I was even beaten to break more than a dozen bones, and I was dizzy and woke up for seven days and seven nights. But with her whip on my body, I would never feel pain, only sweetness; even if she smashed my fingers with a hammer, I would only be happy and never hate."

Yang Zhao shook his head sincerely and said, "Your brother's taste... is really unique."

He completely ignored Yang Zhao's words. Old Tang was immersed in his own memories and murmured: "In order to please her, and to get more punches and whips at every time, I joined my master's sect and worked hard to practice martial arts and poison skills. Fifteen years ago, I finally achieved great martial arts, and the previous sect leader Tang You died in Lingyun Cave, Longyou County. In the Tang Sect, there was chaos in order to compete for the throne of the sect leader. Our Biphosphon Blessed Land line supports Tang Wuyi and starts a big melee with the other four branches. In order to help her father become the sect leader, I used the poison of this time to urge people to extract his essence, and sent all the twenty-seven masters who dared to attack her to see King Yama. But it was precisely because of this time that my appearance changed from not yet twenty to an old man who was over fifty years old.

But even if I get old, what is it? As long as she is happy, everything is worth it. But I didn’t expect that just a few years later, she was going to get married. I...I...my heart hurts so much, even more than being cut into pieces. I drank, looked for women, and even killed people everywhere, but it was useless. No matter what I did, I couldn’t stop the heartache of his mother/her. So I left the Tang Sect and wanted to get her back, but I met someone on the way. He was so strong, so strong that it was even incredible. I desperately used the years to urge people again, but I didn’t expect..."

"You are defeated. Are you right?" Yang Zhao smiled slightly and asked, "Who is it Tang Shisan?"

"Yes or no, what does it have to do with you?" Old Tang suddenly looked up, his eyes so sharp that it made people tremble. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "This turtle son Wang Jiudan, it was you, who made her unable to become a princess! It was you, who made her life hanging by a thread, half dead! It was you! It caused her family to be destroyed and her people fell into... But now, you dare to say that the crime is unforgivable and you want to imprison her? Yang Zhao, I have never hated the heavens and the earth in my life, but I have never hated anyone. Only you are the only exception."

Yang Zhao had already fully understood. The person in front of him was actually very pitiful and sad. However, in the final analysis, he chose to stand on the opposite side of himself. Then the rest was very simple. Just like treating the giant poisonous slave, killing and using violence to fight violence. Only killing and death can completely end the tragedy of Mr. Tang.
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