In the corner of Dashen, Su Zhenguo stood dumbfounded, his brain roaring!

After a long time, he had already made a decision in his heart, that is, to return to the sun wheel immediately, and never come out again.

In the palace, the people of the Shen clan looked at Yang Xuan blankly, looking at this murderer who was going to bury the Shen family, but they could no longer mention the slightest hatred in their hearts, and some were only infinite fear.

Yang Xuan appeared in front of Shen Yuanlie, his hand moved slightly, and another member of the Shen clan was caught in his hand.

"If I'm not mistaken, he's also your son!" Yang Xuan looked at Shen Yuanlie, who was pale, and said lightly.

"What's the matter, you're coming at me. Shen Yuanlie stared at Yang Xuan deadly, his face full of hideousness, like a desperate beast.

Click!

Yang Xuan's fingers were forceful, and then with a wave of his hand, he threw the body with a face full of fear in front of Shen Yuanlie.

"Ah, you bastard, I'll kill you. Shen Yuanlie let out an earth-shattering roar, rushed out of the ruins, and rushed towards Yang Xuan.

But before he could take two steps, he found that he couldn't move.

Yang Xuan still had no expression on his face, and as soon as his hand moved, another young royal family member was caught in his hands.

"No...... No...... Don't kill me!" the young man cried out in terror, struggling.

Shen Yuanlie was furious, but he couldn't break free from the shackles of that invisible force.

He was crazy, roaring, roaring: "You let him go, if something comes at me, I will bear it alone." ”

Click!

The young man stopped breathing, and until the last moment of his life, there was fear and disbelief in his eyes.

"I am the prince of the Dashen Empire, how could I die, I can't die!"

This became his last thought.

"You're coming at me, you're coming at me!!" Shen Yuanlie roared madly.

At this moment, where does he still have the appearance of the king of a country, he is completely like a wounded murderer, and he let out a miserable roar.

"If you had such thoughts before, everything came at me, don't touch the Yang family, and there would be no result today!" Yang Xuan said lightly, as if there was no joy or sorrow.

Yuan Yueshu on the tower showed a trace of unbearability on her face, and there was a trace of anger in her distant gaze.

She felt that Yang Xuan was a little excessive.

Killing people is not enough, becoming a king and defeating a villain, Shen Yuanlie has his own way to die, and if he dies in the hands of Yang Xuan, forget it, but Yang Xuan should not torture and kill the Shen clan like this.

She can't stand such a method.

Su Zhenguo's eyes also showed a look of unbearability, and he sighed slightly, unable to bear to look at it again.

Seeing Shen Yuanlie like a beast at the end of his rope, powerlessly watching his clansmen die one by one, many people showed unbearable and a trace of resentment in their eyes.

After Yang Xuan threw a corpse on the ground again, the killing intent in his eyes did not dissipate, but became stronger and stronger!

"Shen Yuanlie, I don't like to kill!" he said lightly, with a hint of helplessness, a hint of bloodthirsty madness.

Looking at the corpses everywhere, everyone was speechless.

"But, the tombstones in the mountain behind the Yang family are densely packed, and every tombstone is telling me and yelling at me!"

He paused and sighed softly: "These voices are like mountains in my heart, and I can't breathe. ”

His voice was not loud, but a little low, but it spread throughout the entire Dashen Capital, and even throughout the East.

"Among them, there are men and women, old and young, and the youngest is a baby who is only a month old. Yang Xuan looked at Shen Yuanlie and continued.

Everyone was silent, and in front of their eyes, there seemed to be corpses full of despair and resentment, and the little baby who had just seen the world and was forced to leave.

They seemed to understand Yang Xuan a little.

Shen Yuanlie was silent and silent!

Yang Xuan suddenly smiled, but his smile was a little hideous: "At that time, I was thinking, is there any way to prevent such a thing from happening again? ”

"So, I made a vow......"

Yang Xuan's palm moved slightly, a great god royal family had been caught in his hand, his gaze swept into the distance, there were many pairs of eyes hidden in the dark: "If there is one person who kills one person of the Yang family, I will kill ten of them, and if there is one person who kills ten people of the Yang family, I will destroy one of them." ”

Click!

That Shen clan man fell in front of Shen Yuanlie with infinite fear, and he didn't blink an eye!

Rumble!

Yang Xuan's words were like a thunderbolt, exploding in the ears of the Shen clan and in everyone's ears.

Shen Yuanlie stared blankly at the clansman's open eyes, at this moment, he suddenly understood, understood the fate of the Shen clan!

It turned out that they were just tools that Yang Xuan used to warn others.

He understood, understood the fate of the Shen clan.

At this moment, his heart was like ashes!

Someone suddenly knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "Yang Xuan, it was Shen Yuanlie who offended you, and it was Shen Yuanlie who sent people to Yang's house, it was not our idea, we can't persuade him! If you want to kill, kill him, please let me go, we will never be right with you again, we will re-elect the emperor and surrender to you, no, no, no, you will be the emperor of Dashen, Your Majesty, spare us." ”

There is one, there are two, and there are many more.

One after another, many people knelt on the ground and cried bitterly to Yang Xuan and begged for mercy.

"Hahahaha!"

Shen Yuanlie suddenly laughed, laughed, laughed breathlessly, and tears flowed from his laughing eyes!

Yang Xuan glanced over there slightly, several golden lights flashed, and the person kneeling on the ground had already been torn apart, with disbelief and deep fear, turning into a pile of pieces.

"Yang Xuan, give me a good time!" Shen Yuanlie's laughter stopped, he looked at Yang Xuan, the hatred in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by calm, death-like calm.

The Shen clan was stunned, and after a while, their faces showed despair, and some of them finally collapsed on the ground, crying bitterly.

The eyes of those who were secretly observing also showed a trace of unbearability.

They are witnessing the fall of a dynasty!

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed, and after a while, he nodded and said, "Okay!"

"I can't say it!"

Suddenly, a cold voice suddenly came!

Then, three figures appeared in the palace!

An old man at the front did not stop, but crossed into the void, walked directly in front of Yang Xuan, looked at him coldly, and repeated his words again: "I said, it's not good!"

"I said, okay!" Yang Xuan's eyes were cold.

"Old man Ling Xiao Jiangbei returns, I can't say it well!" Jiang Beigui looked at Yang Xuan coldly, word by word.

Jiangbei returns?

Shen Yuanlie's eyes suddenly burst into a bright light, that was the hope of life!

"What, is Jiang Beigui? My God, the Heavenly Fire Sword in the Three Swords of Lingxiao Jiang Beigui, my God, why is he here?"

"Tianhuo Sword Jiangbei returns, my God, that is a figure who dominated the world more than two hundred years ago, why did he come?"

"This time Yang Xuan is miserable, Ling Xiao Treasure Hall made a move, and he is a character in Ling Xiao's three swords, he will not be able to save his life!"

For a while, there was a lot of discussion among the people who were secretly watching the battle.

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