The slightest test of the magistrate sword has already greatly defeated the invading enemy, and Zhenwu Yuanshen is very proud. It raised its head and chanted again. The warning contained in it was even if it was speechless, it could also make Yuan and Li hear it clearly. The roar echoed in its mind, and the dragon body slowly faded and dissipated, as if it had never appeared before.

As the soul returned to the orifice, Yang Zhao's eyes returned to brightness and clearness. He whispered "hey~" and strode forward. He reached out and grabbed Li Chunfeng's collar, grabbed him all over, and shouted sternly: "How is it? Have you seen it clearly just now? Am I an evil spirit? With your little shallow cultivation, you dare to say what the heavenly energy is? Absurd! Nonsense! Li Chunfeng, Li Chunfeng, be awake!" He slapped him in the face and slapped him hard. Yuan Tiangang was shocked and shouted hurriedly: "Yang Zhao, show mercy!"

Before he finished speaking, he could only hear the crisp sound of "pa~" sound. A red palm print with finger marks appeared on Li Chunfeng's right cheek. Yang Zhao had a dark face and slapped him again with his backhand. He slapped him seven or eight times back and forth, making him swollen from both sides. Then he let him fall to the ground. Li Chunfeng's eyes were confused, as if he could not feel any pain at all. Suddenly, he grabbed the grass on the ground tightly with both hands, and cried bitterly.

The demon-subduing wand was not a wronged ghost, but a dignified true dragon soul. How could Li Chunfeng, who was close to Yang Zhao, not see clearly? But because he could see clearly, the heavy blow he suffered after hope was destroyed was unprecedented. Don’t forget that even though he looked like a young man on the outside, his body was only the result of the rapid birth of the Jindan of Chunyang Zhenren. In fact, Li Chunfeng’s mind was still just a child, but how could he withstand such a cruel fact?

Yuan Tiangang sighed slightly, stepped forward slowly, and said, "He is still a child, Yang Zhao, why not just forget it, right?"

Yang Zhao suddenly turned around and glared at Yuan Tiangang, questioning, "Forget it? He clearly wanted to destroy my soul just now. If the soul of the birth is not strong enough, I would have gone to see King Yama at this time. Why didn't you ask your good junior brother to stop counting?"

A sly smile appeared in the corner of Yuan Tiangang's mouth, and he said leisurely: "Because I really want to see what your true face is Yang Zhao. Do you still remember the situation when we first met?"

Yang Zhao felt a little nervous, and recalled that the first time they met was in Baiyun Temple in Daxing City. At that time, Yang Zhao was captured by Ning Daoqi, the "San Zhenren" Ning Daoqi, because Ning Daoqi believed that Li would rise in place of Yang, so he wanted to "follow the will of heaven". However, Yuan Tiangang believed that Ning Daoqi was only half a bottle of jealousy, and he talked about the will of heaven without knowing it. However, afterwards, Yuan Tiangang met Yang Zhao, and then confessed that he could not see his fate. He said bluntly that the little prince "has both life and death, and his aura seemed to be strong and declining. At that time, there was no emperor's fate, but he had a premature death. However, not only was he not dead, but from the astrological perspective, it was clear that the emperor star was illuminating his life and was qualified to win the Nine Five. Contradictory, it was really impossible to solve."

Yang Zhao is approachable and does not like to act like a prince, but he also has his own bottom line. Li Chunfeng's intention is still a child's ignorance, so it's fine. Yuan Tiangang's unscrupulous and conscientious attitude really made the King of Henan really angry. The little prince made up his mind to teach Yuan Tiangang a profound lesson no matter what, so that he would not dare to play these tricks in private in the future.

The sharp aura was as solid as the substance, becoming heavier and heavier. Yuan Tiangang suddenly became weak in his legs and he couldn't help but kneel down. Countless beads of sweat the size of soybeans oozed out from his forehead, and his underwear was even more wet and cold. It was even more uncomfortable during this cold winter season. The arrogant look between Yuan Tiangang's eyebrows completely subsided. What could be left... was only a strong sense of awe and regret.

This invisible confrontation actually lasted only for a moment. But in Yuan Tiangang's consciousness, it seemed that countless years had passed. He struggled hard, tried his best to breathe his last breath, and finally squeezed out the word "Tiger Soul" from the gap. The voice was in my ears, and Yang Zhao's twisted eyebrows also relaxed slightly. He snorted coldly, and his momentum was slightly restrained. Yuan Tiangang consciously took a deep breath with relief, and immediately took a deep breath with relief, so he barely calmed down his mind and said with a wry smile: "It's me that's wrong. Yang... King of Henan, the enemy is in front of me, but I don't distinguish between importance and seriousness. I only care about satisfying myself and ignore major issues, and almost caused a huge disaster. No matter how the prince wants to punish me, Yuan Tiangang is willing to bear it and dare not complain."

"Avoid the important and do not know what is the matter." Yang Zhao said coldly, and his anger was slightly curbed. Yuan Tiangang, who had always been arrogant, was able to put his figure so low, which means that he really surrendered and worked for himself wholeheartedly. In addition, "Tiger Soul"... In any case, at this critical moment when the final battle will be launched in the Mount Li imperial tomb in a month, Yang Zhao did not want any unstable factors in the rear, which made him unable to concentrate on fighting the final battle.

The King of Henan turned around and stopped looking at the brothers for a long time. He took a big step forward when he passed by Li Chunfeng. Unexpectedly, when he passed by Li Chunfeng, his trouser legs suddenly tightened and he was grabbed by a little disciple who had stopped crying at some point. He looked up at Yang Zhao, and there were still tears on his face. In addition, the grass and soil stained with tears just now looked even more embarrassed. But the child became stubborn, and sometimes it was really helpless. He showed a deep hatred in his eyes, and he cried with a hiss: "The Grand Lord of the Supreme One, you can't make a mistake. Liangyi Haotian Mirror also showed clearly that Yang should die, Li should be happy. It was your rebellious days that made everything messy. Monster! Monster!"

At this point, Yang Zhao couldn't help laughing. He looked down at Li Chunfeng from a high place, looked straight at the other person's eyes, and said in a voice: "Li Chunfeng, please listen to me. The great way is ruthless, and the rise and fall of the world is insignificant in terms of the great way. Therefore, it will never bother to arrange who will become the emperor and who will defeat the enemy like playing chess. The Taishang Laojun is a god of destiny, and he must pay more attention to the Taishang forgetting love. All kinds of the world have nothing to do with the gods. If you cannot forget love and interfere with human affairs, you will have selfish intentions. In this way, what is the difference between Taishang Laojun and mortals? How can it be trusted? Therefore, no matter what you have seen in the broken mirror, you cannot do anything accurately. The so-called heavenly way has never been fixed. As long as it has not become a fact, nothing is absolutely unchangeable. But..."

Yang Zhao grabbed Li Chunfeng and raised him again, and said in a deep voice: "Only what has happened is truly invincible. Because time will never flow backwards. The only thing we can do at this time is to face it positively and find ways to solve the problem. Say that I am a monster who disrupts the number of days? Ridiculous! Xiang Yu's unjust soul is immortal. Could it be that I let it go and reincarnate into Yang Xuangan? Chaoyangzi fought repeatedly and became bad, and he wanted to make the beauty trick to steal the secrets of the Six Gods Skills. Was it my instigated? Use magic to let Chaoyangzi and Xuan Ruhui. Is this magic taught you? Coward! Li Chunfeng, Li Chunfeng, the matter has happened, but you don't find a way to solve it, but instead pushed all the mistakes on others. Are you still a man?"

Li Chunfeng's face was pale and he murmured, "It's...I did it. If I hadn't cast my spells, Master and Master wouldn't have... The person who really disturbed the number of days was actually me, me!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly burst into tears again.

Yang Zhao scolded and released all the unhappiness in his heart. He was also unhappy to hear that the little doll, who was already a young man on the outside but was still childish inside, cried. He immediately pointed out Li Chunfeng's sleeping hole and sneered coldly: "The monster who rebelled against the number of days? Hey, it's really ridiculous. The road is vague. Even the Taishang Laojun dared to say that the Tao should be what it should be? How could he use his own heart to imitate the heart of heaven? What encroaches on luck is even more nonsense. I, Yang Zhao, can achieve success today, not because I sit at home but because of the gift of God, but because I punched and shot with my own hands. Even the gods cannot deny the existence of this king, and I can't imagine that I can shake me."
Chapter completed!