ps: I saw someone say that Muzi opened several books in a row, and Muzi looked confused! This is Muzi's third book, that's right! But the first two books are over, and there is a eunuch, so Muzi is now specializing in this book!

There are also the opinions that everyone said, Muzi is embarrassed, and he will definitely consider it seriously, everyone can rest assured!

"Hahaha, Father, you also have today!" Yang Yong changed his previous cowardly appearance, laughed, with a ruthless face, like a madman. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Son!" Emperor Yang Jian of Sui shouted, although he was seriously injured and severely poisonous, but as soon as he drank it, the emperor's majesty was mighty, and the study was shocked.

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Yang Yong took a few steps back, looked at Yang Jian with a vigilant expression, his expression was shocked and angry, full of panic, but soon turned into a triumphant look, and glared back viciously.

"Father, I know you want to pass on the throne to the second brother!" Yang Yong said of Yang Guang, his face was full of hatred, distorted, like a devil, "Isn't it just a vision from the sky when the second brother speaks, isn't it that the scholar who said that the second brother has the spirit of an emperor?"

"What about now? Now it's me who is about to ascend to the big treasure, it's me Yang Yong!" Yang Yong opened his hands, as if he was embracing the world, and between his arrogance, no one seemed to stop him.

"Say, who else is behind you?" Yang Jian supported his body, his eyebrows lowered, and the black aura on his face loomed, but he still had the majesty of a king.

"How do you know?" Yang Yong was stunned for a moment and blurted out.

"Hmph, don't I know your temperament, if there is no one behind you to support you, how dare you do this?" Yang Jian snorted coldly, his expression disdainful, as if he had expected it.

"What do you know about me?" Yang Yong's face was very unnatural when he heard this, "But have you ever thought of today? Have you ever thought of what will happen to Yang Guang, whom you have high hopes for?"

"I don't know. Yang Jian shook his head, his face was indifferent, and said, "But I know that you have ruined your last way of life!"

"What?" Yang Yong was startled, looking around with a panicked expression, insecure.

"Come out with you, too. Looking at Yang Yong, who had no kingly bearing, Yang Jian was angry and happy in his heart, angry that he actually gave birth to such an unsuccessful son, and happy that he was not wrong again and again.

"Yang Jian, do you know me?" A person stepped through the roof and walked down from the roof, walking in a tiger step, showing domineering in every move.

"The world will be, Xiongba!"

"And me!" The sword intent raged, disrupting the entire study, and a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi with a long sword on his back walked out, and the momentum of the superior exuded, and he was also the master of the party.

"Peerless City, Lone One!"

"Amitabha, Lord Yang, long time no see!" A Buddha chanted, a bald monk clasped his hands and gradually walked in from the outside, peaceful and quiet, as if a Buddha was in the world.

"Meditation Meditation Temple, Ten Thousand Laws!"

"The donor is wrong, the poor monk has left the meditation monastery and is just a casual cultivator!" replied calmly to the great monk of Wanfa.

"What a meditation meditation temple, what a Buddhist sect, I really underestimate you!" Yang Jian said coldly, the black aura on his face became more and more abundant, as if he was ready to cover his entire face at any time.

"Who else, come out together!" Yang Jian shouted, his face unwavering.

"Goryeo, Fu Cailin!"

"Turkic, Bi Xuan!"

"Dongying, there is no god!"

"Isn't it?" Yang Jian looked at everything lightly, although the black aura on his face became more and more intense, he was not alarmed.

"Six of us are enough!" said Xiongba, whose natural overlord momentum allowed him to control everything.

And Yang Yong, who had just made a big fuss, had already been knocked out by a palm print of Xiongba.

。。。。。。

Outside the city.

"Sword Master, do you really want to stop me?" Nameless looked at the white-haired Dugu Sword in front of him, with a solemn face,

"For the sake of Wushuang City, I have to come!" Dugu Jian said slowly.

"Unless you realize Sword Twenty-Three, you won't be able to stop me!" said Nameless, as if telling a truth.

"Sword Twenty-Three, Is there really a Sword Twenty-Three?" Dugu Jian's face showed a hint of longing, this was the longing for the way of the sword, the sincerity of the supreme way of the sword.

Nameless nodded: "Sword twenty-three is hugely powerful, destroying the heavens and the earth, it is not a sword in the mortal world, I can't stop it, but only sword twenty-two, my apprentice can defeat you!"

"Nameless, you deceive people too much!" The Sword Saint's face changed, the sword intent rushed into the sky, and the sound was loud, the boundless falling trees were bleak, and the endless river was turbulent, and the entire void was covered by the sword intent of the Sword Saint, as if it could destroy everything.

"The name is not known!" Nameless said lightly, and a sword stabbed out, shining in the world.

Boom, the brilliance dissipated, and the figure of the Sword Saint was slowly revealed, as if it was just an illusion just now.

"Oh, I'm defeated again. The Sword Saint was silent for a long time, and then he said unwillingly: "Nameless, when I understand the Sword Twenty-three, I will definitely come to ask you for advice!"

Say it, turn your head, and float away.

Nameless sighed in his heart, and suddenly his face changed: "Not good!"

。。。。。。

"Yang Jian, are you waiting for Nameless?" Dugu Fang carried the long sword on his back, and his face showed a proud look, "Let me tell you, my eldest brother has realized the sword twenty-two, and Nameless will be defeated!"

Straight to the point, as if telling a fact.

Yang Jian closed his eyes and ignored him, the black qi on his entire face was like thick ink, staining Yang Jian's entire face black.

"It's not good, he's forcing poison, hurry up!" Xiongba stared for a long time, and found that the black qi on Yang Jian's body was slowly climbing upwards, gradually surging onto Yang Jian's face, but if you feel it carefully, you will find that Yang Jian's strength is slowly recovering.

"Impossible, this is Qi Erosion Powder!The true qi of the middle one dissipates and cannot be condensed, how can it be?" Dong Ying was absolutely stunned, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Just a barbarian, how do you know the prosperity of my Central Plains!" Xiongba had no good impression of foreign races, and when he heard it at this moment, he immediately said with disdain.

Then, without waiting for the godless to refute, he has already made a brazen move!

"Three points to the vitality!"

Rumble!

The main hall was shaking, and the things in the entire study were shaking with it, and a palpitating aura condensed in Xiongba's hands.

The wind is long, the clouds are fierce, the frost is cold, the three forces are combined into one, and they are unified, and they are extremely powerful.

"Descend the dragon legs!" Dugu didn't make a sword, his legs kicked out, "Ang", the dragon's groan sounded, and Dugu seemed to turn into a golden dragon and crashed towards Yang Jian.

"Buddha's palm, subjugate demons!" The Buddha's light is vast, vast and boundless, a golden giant palm of several zhang size is slapped out, and the Buddha's chant rises, as if he is chanting, wanting to transform the emperor.

"Burning Sun Fist!"

A punch was thrown, and there was no fist wind whistling, but the surrounding space was scorching and boiling, like an arid desert, extremely hot, wanting to burn everything.

"Yi Swordsmanship!"

Fu Cailin used his sword, and the air around him was full of sword qi, and all the places where he escaped were sealed, no matter how he dodged, it seemed that he couldn't get rid of it.

"Kill punch!"

After finishing the sentence, the murderous aura overflowed, and the surging murderous aura surged around, a cold, cold chill froze the study into frost, and it was even more murderous than the heavenly fists of the male tyrant.

Yang Jian remained motionless, his eyes closed, as if he was dead.

The six exercises contain boundless billowing air currents, coming from all directions, and the beams on the study tremble, shaking the surrounding stone walls and rolling down endless dust, as if they are about to be torn apart.

The six of them all tried their best, vowing to kill Emperor Yang Jian of the Sui Dynasty here, so that the pillars of the Great Sui would collapse!

"Want to kill me?"