Yang Zhao was very calm - as calm as the sky before the storm came. He pulled off the wide gray monk robe that concealed his identity with his backhand and restored my true face. The two masters, Sima Huangfountain, "Death Dead" Situ Ya, also put aside their monk's hats and took half a step to protect the little prince's back. However, this action was actually just redundant. The sudden change had already made all the gray monks present stunned and lost all their inch. How could they dare to act randomly? Seeing the three of them appear, they immediately subconsciously retreated and gave up a large open space. In an instant, only Yang Zhao, Sima Huangfountain, Situ Ya, and Yang Su were left in the open space.

Yang Su had experienced countless strong winds and waves throughout his life, so the skill in nourishing energy in his heart was unmatched. Even though the sudden appearance of the little prince caught him off guard, in just two or three breaths, the former Duke of Yue had recovered from calmness and smiled and said, "King of Henan, we have been missing for a long time. Don't come and have a good time?"

"To be honest, it's not good. As long as you are still alive, my feelings will not be good." Yang Zhao was too lazy to continue to be polite with the old fox, and blocked his words straightforwardly. He asked coldly: "Yang Su, are you going to surrender obediently, or do you want me to spend some more effort? Whether it is a battle or a peace, life or death, it's up to you to decide."

On that day, in the Tai Chi Palace in Daxing City, Yang Su, Yang Xuangan, father and son, Mahaye, and Yang Zhao, had a fierce battle between four and four places. Although the result was a fierce power of the king again, he suppressed the whole audience. However, Yang Su thought about it carefully afterwards, and felt that even on the full moon night, he could absorb the moon and transform the moon-Eclipse Yin Meridian to the peak realm and fight with the little prince in a life and death. The number of winners and losses was always only about 55, and he was even slightly inferior to that. When he saw each other again, he felt that the little prince's aura was more fierce than that of the day, and obviously made great progress. Now it was in broad daylight, and he could not absorb the moon-Eclipse energy, and the real power of the moon-Eclipse Yin Meridian was less than 60%. As one went one to the other, he was even less than the opponent.

Yang Su calmed down, sneered in his heart, and sighed: "King of Henan, in fact, I have always been loyal to the son or the prince in the past twenty years since I served in the Sui Dynasty. I dare not say that I have made great contributions for the country and the people. At least I have worked hard, right? The emperor is above and the soil is below. Before I entered the palace to ask the national master to take action to treat the dog son, I had no intention of rebelling. Although my position today is different, I can only say that God will do anything to others. Isn't it too rude to the King of Henan to treat me so rude?"

Yang Zhao sneered disdainfully and said, "Loyalty? What a loyalty. I secretly built a treasury under Daxing City to save a large number of weapons and treasures, connect the palace with a secret way, inciting my father and his brother to fight each other, and use a secret method to detain my father's soul to secretly control it. This is your loyalty? Yes, you, Yang Su, have indeed made contributions to the country. However, even the Jianren Shou Palace and even ten thousand people died in vain, rejected the old prime minister Gao Bing, framed the old general Shi Wansui, and promoted treacherous villains like Feng Deyi, and ordered them to go out of their own family and cover the sky with one hand... It's so hard to write about it. You are so embarrassed to say that you are loyal and have made contributions to the country? Yang Su, Yang Su, how thick is your dough?"

Yang Su was not worried about his anger and said lightly: "It's like accompanying a tiger, it's always been like that of a tiger since ancient times. Although my son is a heroic ruler today, he is also mean and suspicious, similar to Liu Bang, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty. As a minister, I naturally have to be careful of the birds flying away and the good bow is hidden, and I am not willing to fall into the death of a cunning rabbit, so I will cook it. It is natural to do one or two moves in advance. Should I still learn from Han Xin and Zhou Yafu? Facts have proved that I did not do anything wrong with my two preparations. If it weren't for this, I had been executed by Yang Jianlingchi at this moment, so how could I stand here to talk to you? As for provoking your father and brothers to fight...hehe~~"

Yang Su sneered and continued, "If I had no support from me, your father would be just a mediocre prince who only knows how to eat and wait for death all day long. Can he become the crown prince and be expected to be the emperor? Even if I had not taught him the mysterious arc of the Book of Changes, he was born weak and sick, and maybe he had already died of illness. Where else would you, a kid, come to oppose me? Well, these grievances and grievances from the past are unnecessary now. Yang Zhao, you are trapped in the trap today. Do you still want to give birth to a Pure Thought Zen Temple?"

Yang Zhao looked up at the roof of the Main Hall, and the mother and daughter, who were still confronting Monk Lekong, looked at each other, and then swept the body of King Yang Shuang of Wei. When his eyes touched Zhu Meixian, he felt a little bit of jaw. Zhu Meixian's face turned slightly red, and he couldn't help but lower his hands. The Heavenly Demon Field also relaxed slightly when he felt the change. The eyes of Monk Lekong, who felt the change, flickered, and his arms trembled slightly, as if they were unable to desire. But in the blink of an eye, he finally managed to hold it up with great concentration.

But Yang Zhao couldn't see his little move, and even if he saw it, he didn't care. The King of Henan retracted his gaze and said calmly to Yang Su: "I am indeed falling into the trap, but your trap doesn't seem to be very reliable. Unless the Overlord is here, the only one who died today would be you, an old man. But... hehe, the Overlord was seriously injured that day. If you count the time, you shouldn't be cured yet, right?"

Yang Su's face turned gloomy and said in a calm voice: "Even if Xuangan cannot take action today, don't forget that this is Jingnian Zen Temple. Two fists have never been able to compete with four hands, and this is not easy to understand. Boy, you come to the door alone. Even if you add Mrs. Zhu and these two newly recruited lackeys, do you think you can compete with more than 200 masters here?"

Yang Zhao looked around and said lightly: "Of course it's not possible to rely on just these few people. But...if I have thousands of troops, so what? Feitian!"

Situ Ya heard the order and immediately chuckled. He took out the branches from his arms and ignited the rocket for the message, and lit it into the sky. He heard the sound of "swish~" breaking the wind from near to far away. A dazzling meteor shone with a fire and soared into the sky. In an instant, the ground under his feet suddenly trembled slightly like an earthquake. The depressing thunder rumbling and rolled towards the Zen temple. The monks of gray robe had little knowledge, but they were secretly puzzled, but Yang Su's expression changed slightly. He had once led a large army to fight south and north, and was extremely familiar with all the movements in the army, so he could tell that this vibration was not an earthquake, but a sound caused by the heavy infantry and cavalry marching.

After a moment, the vibration became stronger and stronger, and even the glazed tiles laid on the roof of the hall were shaken. Suddenly, the sound of the trumpet of "Woo~Woo~" sounded through the sky. The drum sounded loudly, "Peng! Peng! Peng!" The cannon mountain sounded, and someone at the foot of the mountain shouted: "The King of Henan of the Great Sui Dynasty, worshipped the Shangzhu Kingdom, the General of the Left Guard, and the Minister of the Henan Daxingtai Shangtai, the fifth-rank general consulted the priest Li Jing, and led the Luozhou garrison to visit the King of Henan Qiansui, Qiansui, Qiansui, Qiansui!"

"Dong~Dong~" two consecutive vibrations, as if thousands of people were standing at the ground, and then they slammed the weapons in their hands to the ground. Then, thousands of throats with full energy were pulled open at the same time, and they shouted neatly: "See King Qiansui, Qiansui, Qiansui!" The roar shook the whole mountain, and the sound had not dissipated. The tiles in the various buildings in Jingnian Zen Temple were shaken by it and left their original position. They fell down and smashed them to pieces on the ground. Such power was really the four words "shocking earth", and it was not an exaggeration. Now, not only the gray-robed monks were frightened, but even the "Yinhou" mother and daughter, and monk Lekong and other masters could not help but shake their hearts. The color on their faces became even more subconsciously shocked.

Even if you are a mortal, as long as your martial arts attainment reaches the pinnacle, you will be afraid of thousands of troops. For example, the leader of the Evil Dao Alliance, the two leaders of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, the King of Mikong and Yan, the first ancestor of the Zen Buddhism, Bodhidharma, etc., can all fight against ten thousand people, and you are not afraid of many enemies at all. Unfortunately, there is no such person in today's world. Even if the leader of the Jile Master Mahaye, who is known as the "No. 1 in the world", mayor be

When they faced the tens of thousands of elite troops, even if they tried their best, they could only save their lives and barely escape. If they wanted to annihilate all tens of thousands of people, they would be determined to do so. Zhu Yuyan, Kong and others had their cultivation levels below them. Once they fell into the encirclement of the army, even if they tried their best to support them, they would be exhausted after a long time of hard work, and they would eventually be chopped into meat sauce.

Yang Su was shocked and angry, anxious and angry. Suddenly, he turned around, staring at Yang Zhao with his eyes as if he was about to vent his flames, and shouted angrily: "Boy, how dare you break your promise? Are you not afraid..."

"Afraid? What am I afraid of?" Yang Zhao sneered and asked back, "Are you afraid that King Wei will be killed by you? But King Wei is safe now, and you and any of your subordinates are not able to hurt him. I am afraid that the heroes in the world will laugh at me for not being trustworthy and bullying others by virtue of their power? But I am a soldier, you are a thief. When do you need to talk about trustworthiness? When you try to use Jingnian Zen Temple to kill me, why do you even think about the word "fairness"? Jingnian Zen Temple... Jingnian Zen Temple!"

Yang Zhao raised his head and looked around. Wherever he looked, whether it was the more than 200 gray-robed monks or the Buchen monks who protected the temple, he subconsciously bowed his head or turned his face away, and no one dared to look at him. Indeed, they claimed to be the authentic Buddhist sect and divided Yang Zhao into the demonic demon of the Jile Sect. Under Yang Su's inspiration, they embraced an extremely superior and confidence in victory, despising the King of Henan who was too young and still had a bad reputation. They chose to be enemies with him and tried every means to kill him. But...
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