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——I smiled and dripped the dividing line—

When Yang Sufu pinched the magic trick, the little prince immediately knew that something was wrong. Although the distance between the two sides was still a little far, he could not drag it anymore. In the moment of lightning, he jumped out like an arrow from the string, condensed the remaining three successful forces, combined his palms to hit "Lihuo Chaos".

This move is far inferior to the peak of the young prince. If Yang Su had to set off to dodge in normal times, it would be effortless. There was no need to wait until the young prince actually made a manual attack. As long as he showed a little murderous aura in his heart, Duke Yue could immediately be alert and take corresponding actions.

However, the heavy rain in the sky was not over, and the ground was covered with decayed walls and tiles. In addition, Yang Su's injuries were quite serious, and his mental consciousness and physical reactions were inevitably greatly affected, and he seemed much slower. In addition, he was making tricks, and he aroused the headache and aggravation of the Prince of the Sui Dynasty through Yang Guang's soul controlled by himself. This move itself requires concentration and no negligence. Therefore, even if Yang Zhaodu is slow, no matter how hard it is, he is still unable to avoid it.

"Puff~" a strange and deep sound. Yang Zhao's palms were firmly printed on Yang Su's back gate at the same time. The fierce palm power rushed in and invaded the body of the Duke of Yue. Immediately, a palm power was divided into two strands, two strands changed into four strands, four strands changed into eight, eight strands, sixteen strands changed into thirty-two, and thirty-two, and thirty-two, and then sixty-four! In the blink of an eye, the palm power of "Lihuo Lu" divided into countless strands, just between the meridians in Yang Su's body, like thousands of red knives, drilling and stabbing, scraping and cutting. In an instant, Yang Su screamed in tears and could no longer concentrate on controlling Yang Guang's soul. The spell he cast was self-defeating without attacking on the spot.

A scream came out, and Yang Xuangan, who was still stunned, immediately shook his tiger body and woke up from the trance in a dream. With no time to cover his ears, he glanced at Mahaye slid out against the ground and attracted the tiger spirit. The eyes of the overlord again burst into purple light, and it was too late to kill Yang Guang. Without hesitation, he threw away the hilt of the remaining Qianniu sword in his palm, flew into a fish and rushed out, and also reached out to grab the fierce sword.

After all, Mahaye was a little farther away. Although he was the first to come to grab the sword, he was seriously injured and could not use the "Thunder God's Rapid", which was inevitably greatly reduced. Although Yang Xuangan was also injured, it was much lighter after all. He was close, so even though he was a little late for a while, he arrived at the back. In an instant, he could only hear two light sounds of "pa, pa~", and four palms were placed on the hilt of the tiger's sword at the same time.

The two powerful men in the world stared at each other with anger, gritted their teeth and squeezed out all the strength they had to feed, desperately tucking their arms to pull the tiger soul into their arms. Although Mahaye had no time with his hands, he was skilled in yoga secret techniques, and his bones and joints could be twisted as weapons. He roared and threw his shoulders and hit him quickly. Yang Xuangan was so cold that he hit the bridge of his nose, which was sore and painful, and tears were almost flowing out.

When did the King of Chu dominate the world? He yelled angrily: "The stinky thief, let go!" He raised his right leg and hit the other party's under the darkness. Mahaye lifted his legs and blocked his legs, but was hit hard by Yang Xuangan's head hammer and was shaken on the corner of his eyes. He was immediately dizzy and starred, and he could no longer stand and fell sideways. However, his ten fingers still grabbed the hilt of Hu Po's knife.

Yang Xuangan didn't have much strength, so he was also led by the other party to fall to the ground. The Overlord and the Master of Jile are both top masters in the world, and their status is so noble and prominent? But at this moment, both of them were injured internally. After fighting in a row, their internal strength was exhausted so that their dantian was empty. So they had to fall in the mud after the heavy rain like two street hooligans, roaring in the mud after the heavy rain, tearing each other up, kicking their knees and kicking their shoulders and heads, and almost everything was done, just opening their mouths and biting them with their teeth.

Just as the two sides were fighting each other, suddenly, someone staggered to join the battle with heavy steps. He was gasping heavily, but he was holding a gold brick that he picked up from the ground in his hand. He tried his best to aim at Mahaye's bald head, and slapped his hand hard.

The so-called gold bricks are, of course, not really made of gold, but the royal floor tiles laid on the ground of the palace hall. They are named because of their "sound like gold and iron". This kind of brick is heavy and hard, and when it hits people, it is no different from weapons such as meteor hammers and maces. After that brick, the Master Jile, who was fighting for the tiger soul with all his might, could not dodge it. He felt that his eyes were dark on the spot and he immediately fainted.

A top master in the world was so easily knocked out by a brick. Who can believe it if you say it? But under the premise of special environment and special conditions, this is an ironclad fact, and it is impossible to believe it if you don’t believe it.

Mahaye was knocked unconscious, so he naturally had no strength to compete with Yang Xuangan for the tiger spirit. The Overlord raised his arms with his strength, threw off the arm of the Master Jile, held the knife in both hands, and stood up while smiling. He didn't even look at the prince of Sui next to him, Yang Guang, who was still holding half a brick in his hand, his expression was dull and empty, and his eyes were completely different from the puppet puppet. He raised the tip of the knife and aimed at the position of Mahaye's chest and heart, and was about to poke it hard.

"Ahhhhh~~~" The shrill roar mixed with the bright red blood light rushed straight into the sky. Immediately, something was like thunder, roaring and rushing from behind. Yang Xuangan subconsciously turned his arm back and lifted the thing on the tip of the knife, "puff~" and looked at it. It turned out to be a hand that was cut off shoulder by someone, and was blurred with flesh and blood. Before he could see it for two more eyes, the tiger soul automatically swept the essence of the blood and flesh of the living person for the strange use of the soldier master.

Yes, he sucked the arm like a mummy in two or three breaths. A warm current was transmitted into Yang Xuangan's body through the handle of the knife, which immediately boosted his spirit. But not only did he not have any joy in his chest, but he was full of anger. The cold light of the Tiger Soul Divine Sword flashed, and the blade was then placed on Yang Guang's shoulder. The Overlord's rebirth said angrily: "Boy, if you dare to do something again, the Overlord will have his head fall to the ground!"

Yang Zhao snorted softly, poked Yang Su's mute hole with a finger, grabbed the Duke of Yue who had torn off one of his arms, and gasped, "Everyone. Yang Xuangan, if you dare to hurt my father and master half of your finger, just wait to collect the body for your father." But although he was tough, he was always a little confident. After all, he only had one hostage on hand, while the other party had two on hand. What's more, since Yang Xuangan had awakened his memories and martial arts of Xiang Yu, the king of Western Chu, as the king of Western Chu, it was still unknown whether he would recognize his father in this life. He did not forget that Yang Su was mentally confused and completely forgot his memories of the present world with a thunder knife.

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Thinking of this, Yang Zhao couldn't help but glared at Yang Su, who was crawling in the mud, and was twitching and struggling because of the severe pain of his broken arm. He originally thought that this old guy was hit by his heavy palm, so he would have no power to resist. Unexpectedly, he still had the power to use magic tricks to control Yang Guang to walk over and shoot Mahaye's black bricks, so that the battle situation completely reversed, and finally ended in such a terrible situation at the moment. What should I do to conquer the scene? The little prince really had no confidence.

In the original "history", the reason why Yang Xuangan was so confused that he killed his father with his own hands was actually because he awakened in the Wujiang land where the overlord committed suicide, absorbed the vengeful spirits of 8,000 Jiangdong soldiers into his body, and all the memories of this life were blocked. But now, he was awakened in Daxing City, thousands of miles away from Wujiang, so of course there were no vengeful spirits entering the body.

At this moment, although Yang Xuangan had completely replied to his memories and martial arts as the overlord of Western Chu in his previous life, his memories as the eldest son of the Yang family still existed in this life and were not forgotten or blocked (although sometimes he would confuse the two and could not distinguish between past and present lives). Therefore, he could still recognize the old man who had torn his right arm and crawled in the mud in blood as his biological father, and he could not hold his heart to his heart regardless of his life or death (Xiang Yu was originally a person with rich emotions, and was even criticized by Sima Qian as "a woman's benevolence").

Yang Zhao threatened, and Yang Xuangan looked as if he turned gray after hearing this, which made people feel creepy when they saw it. He turned his wrists and arms, and slapped Yang Guang's head with a knife, and slapped him fainted, shouting: "Send this overlord's father here, let's change one of them."

When Yang Zhao heard this, his heart relaxed, but there was no clue on his face. He shook his head and said, "No, one for two."

Yang Xuangan's muscles twitched twice on his face, and sneered and kicked Mahaye with his toes, saying, "You are loyal to this dark bald head."

Yang Zhao also said coldly: "Heaven, earth, king, relative, and teacher are the five ties. In my mind, status is generally important." He paused, as if he felt that such a verbal dispute was meaningless, and said decisively: "There is no need to talk about gossip. Do you just need to say one sentence, agree, or disagree?"

Yang Xuan gritted his teeth with hatred. But he really had no choice but to nod and said in a deep voice: "Okay, just change it. Send my father here and put it underground, and I will return these two wastes to you."

Yang Zhao let out a heavy breath, grabbed Yang Su and lit several of his acupoints to stop bleeding, then raised the hostage, concentrated on his mind, and stepped forward. However, he couldn't help but think quickly. Yang Xuangan was also extremely injured. Although he was holding the tiger soul in his hand and was supported by the divine power of the gods, the little prince knew that this was just an appearance. Unless there were a large number of blood and flesh for the tiger soul to kill and absorb, Yang Xuangan was a paper tiger and was not useful at all. However, the palace guards were protecting Yang Jian and Queen Dugu retreated far away to a safe place, and even a ghost could not be seen around. Even if Yang Xuangan wanted to kill and nourish the person, he could not find a partner. He had to have his usual five successful powers, and could easily penetrate the paper tiger.
Chapter completed!