Shen Yuanlie breathed a long sigh of relief, and then, he said to Shen Fu in a voice that only the three of them could hear: "From today on, you are the new emperor of Dashen, remember, there is no complete certainty, don't take revenge, remember, remember." ”

After a pause, Shen Yuanlie glanced at Yang Xuan, and then said to Shen Fu: "Listen to your master's words, whatever he says, it's what it is, don't try to contact the people of Lingxiao Treasure Hall to take revenge, you must remember, you must remember, if you want to take revenge, you must be ten percent sure that you can kill with one blow, otherwise, you will be a deaf and dumb person, do you hear?"

"Got it!" but ......" Shen Fu wanted to say something.

"Nothing, remember, be deaf and dumb!" Shen Yuan drank sharply, his face hideous.

Shen Fu was frightened, and then nodded blankly.

Shen Yuanlie felt a little relieved at this time, he turned his head to stare at Yang Xuan, his eyes were full of strangeness.

I have to say that Yang Xuan's move is too good.

If the Shen clan dies, then Da Shen will definitely set up a new emperor under the intervention of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, and change the heavens and the earth.

Yi Changjue made a sword covenant with Yang Xuan, and I am afraid that he also has this thought.

But Yang Xuan left one.

In this way, the courtiers who were originally loyal to the Shen clan will not have much backlash, and those who will accept the new emperor will not be in the middle of the war.

And the Lingxiao Treasure Hall has no excuse to meddle, after all, the forces under the command of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall are not the only ones, if they break the rules and directly intervene in the battle for the throne, it will inevitably cause a backlash from other forces.

But in this way, Yang Xuan will become the target of everyone, and he will be angered by the Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

However, presumably Yang Xuan doesn't care about this.

"You're playing with fire!" he whispered after a moment's pause.

Yang Xuan smiled and said lightly: "You don't understand!"

Shen Yuanlie ignored the meaning of Yang Xuan's three words, and after taking a deep breath, he took one last look at Shen Fu, and then looked at Yang Xuan, his face full of determination: "Let's do it!"

Yang Xuan nodded and said softly, "Okay!"

The next moment, a faint golden light submerged into Shen Yuanlie's heart.

Shen Yuanlie's body trembled, and then slowly fell down, but his eyes were still open, staring at Yang Xuan deadly, and the tears in the corners of his eyes had not yet dried.

Shen Yuanlie died.

The emperor of the Dashen Empire, a generation of emperors, and Shen Yuanlie, who had dominated the East for many years, ended his life in this way and turned into a corpse.

The earth began to tremble, and the ground cracked with huge openings, engulfing all the corpses of the Shen clan, including Shen Yuanlie's.

They were sent underground by Yang Xuan and have been sleeping ever since.

On this day, the entire Dashen fell into darkness, and the sun, which had shone on the entire east for thousands of years, fell.

Later generations gave this day a name: the Eastern Fall.

In the next period of time, there was an earthquake in the whole East.

The news coming out of the Great Shen Empire made everyone stunned and fell into a stupor.

Yang Xuan!

When one person destroys a country, he turns his hands into clouds and his hands into rain.

Destroy the Shen family, behead Shen Yuanlie, and set up a new emperor with one hand.

If this news made everyone fall into a state of stupor, then the next news simply made some people crazy.

Jiangbei returns, high hope!

Two of Ling Xiao's three swords appeared in Dashen and joined forces to fight Yang Xuan, but they failed.

The people who heard the news were collectively speechless, what kind of people were Jiang Beigui and Gao Wang, who had already become famous all over the world a hundred years ago, making the enemy fearful, almost representing an era.

Let's not talk about whether it is in line with the morality of the rivers and lakes for them to fight Yang Xuan together, just say that the final result turned out to be a failure, which is completely shocking and even terrifying.

But the next news really triggered the 12-magnitude earthquake.

Yi Changjue and Yang Xuan's sword appointment.

Victory or defeat is unknown!

But it is an indisputable fact that Yi Chang will never interfere in the affairs of Dashen again.

So some people speculate that Yi Chang was defeated, but there are more people who oppose this conclusion.

There is only one reason.

The Star Sword is easy to grow!

With just these six words, no one would believe that he was defeated.

But even so, Yang Xuan can retreat in Yi Changjue's hands, even if it is not as good as Yi Changjue, it is not far behind.

For a time, Yang Xuan's name shook the entire Oriental land.

In the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, Li Muyun had been in a daze, and he had been holding the entire posture for a long time.

At this moment, his heart was rumbling and he lost any ability to think.

Even, his body was trembling slightly, I don't know if it was because of fear or because of what.

Yuan Yueshu left Dashen, and she returned to the northwest as fast as she could, returning to Yuan's house.

After Chu Xifeng heard the news, he stood for a quarter of an hour before he could be regarded as accepting this fact.

Immediately, he went into retreat.

Some people who saw him said that Chu Xifeng had been chanting Yang Xuan's name in his mouth before the retreat.

After Gu Shentu got the news, he let out a long sigh, putting aside the idea of competing with Yang Xuan in his heart.

He knew that even if he had been promoted to the Divine Dao, in front of Yang Xuan now, he was just an ant.

The news is still being transmitted, with Dashen as the center, like a twelve-layer earthquake that spreads out to the world.

The tremor continued, but Zhu Xinghe had already secretly come to Dashen and knelt in front of Yang Xuan.

"Master, everything is ready, our people have fully entered Dashen. Zhu Xinghe knelt on the ground and said respectfully.

His demeanor was extremely respectful, but his heart was rumbling.

Zhu Xinghe already knew that Yang Xuan was Bai Qi, but this had no effect on him.

What he cares about is Yang Xuan's record.

God-like records.

With such a master, what else can he say?

Yang Xuan nodded, then turned around and his gaze fell on Zhu Xinghe's body.

"Are you ready?" he said lightly.

Zhu Xinghe didn't dare to get up, he still knelt on the ground and said: "It's ready, from demeanor to language, from body shape to appearance, it's all the same." ”

"What about loyalty?" Yang Xuan asked.

"Master rest assured, this person is a dead soldier I raised, and there is no problem in terms of loyalty. ”

Yang Xuan nodded again, and then said, "You get up! Let him come in and let me take a look." ”

After Zhu Xinghe stood up and went out, Yang Xuan groaned slightly, and a mist appeared on his face, covering his original appearance.

Not long after, Zhu Xinghe came in, followed by an old man in good spirits, looking forward to it, with an extraordinary bearing.

Zhu Xinghe raised his head, but he couldn't see Yang Xuan's face clearly, he paused slightly, and then understood.

"Master, this is the person!" he said, pointing to the old man behind him.

The old man bowed his hand to Yang Xuan and called him an adult.

Yang Xuan observed him, and after a moment, with a slight wave of his hand, he took off a delicate human skin mask from the man's face.

Under the mask, he was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, like an old farmer.

Yang Xuan played with the mask in his hand and said lightly, "Are you sure?"

The man said respectfully: "Lord Hui, eighty percent sure." ”

Yang Xuan nodded: "Eighty percent is not bad, so I will help you." ”

With that, he lifted his finger and pointed at the man's eyebrows.

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