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There is a lot of empty hatred since ancient times, and this hatred is endless.

Although Yuan Shu is not an emperor, he also usurped the name of the country in Yuzhou and built the imperial capital, and the queen concubines grabbed a lot of them, and even Ling'er's cousin Huangfu Song regarded it as his own Huangfu Zhu'er had also sung about conquest under Yuan Shu's relatively strong body.

But Yuan Shu didn't take them to heart, or even in his eyes.

He is not an emperor, but he has the mind of an emperor.

The two professions of the Zhong Clan Sect Master and the Taiping Dao Sect Master were pressed on his shoulders, and they were not always put on a show for everyone to joke.

For the sake of the country, for the sake of the Han Dynasty, and for the sake of cultivating the Taiping Taoism or Taoist Taoism throughout the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty, he did not indulge in women. In his mind, the generals, the chivalrous warriors of the rivers and lakes, or the weak strategists are obviously more important than those concubines.

He has a bad temper and doesn't seem to be very clever in his methods, but he does regard those people as his own team to fight the world, and he also regards them as brothers. Therefore, Yan Xiang dared to quarrel with him, but Lei Bo was defeated by Runan but replaced by Qi Taishou, and Zhang Yan and Ji Ling were even more loyal to him like his bone brothers.

But now, he also regards him as another brother Wang Duan, as a successful undercover agent, not only will they play around, but even he and Yuan Shao's lives will be thrown here, how can you let him not hate?

The feeling of being deceived was extremely unpleasant, and hatred came out like grass in the rain, and in the blink of an eye, it devoured Yuan Shu's heart like a monster, and the anger in his eyes could no longer be contained, and the green tendons on his forehead and arms were rising.

Looking at Wang Yue, who was as light as the breeze, Yuan Shu's anger was like an enraged lion on the African savannah, and the dust left to him by Nanhua Zhenren in his hand was collected, and the shadow sword on his waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and the angry roar rose with the sword light.

"Wang Yue, you eat things inside and outside, in vain, this sect and master regard you as the mainstay of the revitalization of my sect, and firmly believe in you, you dare to deceive this sect like this, and you will definitely be broken into thousands of pieces today!"

If Cui Shi Niang and Tang Zhou's hatred for Wang Yue is like a surging river, then now their hatred is more transferred to Yuan Shu. After all, Nanhua Zhenren and Yuan Shu were the masterminds who destroyed Qianjitang, and Wang Yue just happened to be a sword in their hands.

However, the hatred for Wang Yue in their hearts had just dissipated, and Yuan Shu's hatred surged up again, surging like the rushing Yellow River.

As soon as the words fell, the Chengying Sword had arrived in front of Wang Yue, and the cold sword blade rolled up dozens of cold winds to block Wang Yueqian's road, the edge was like snow, and the sword body fell plum, looking at that posture, it was really possible to dismantle Wang Yue into eight pieces.

Yuan Shu is already crazy!

Except for Cui Shiniang and Tang Zhou, who were eyeing him and hating him, the others were all generals and warriors under Wang Li, where did he get the courage to dare to shoot at Wang Li's father?

Didn't Liang Jingru give it to him?

The generals under Yuan Shu's account, Yang Feng, Yu Poison and Tao Sheng, have become fish on Wang Li's chopping board, looking at Yuan Shu dumbfounded, secretly hoping that Wang Yue will be able to resist this move, lest one of them accidentally become a fish in the pond next to the city gate.

Yuan Shao was also dumbfounded, his two eyes were like copper bells.

However, Yuan Shu didn't care anymore, he was like a gambler, and he bet all his family on this sword. He knew that he couldn't get out of this Tiantai Mountain now, wouldn't it be better to pull on a cushion on his back before he died?

Yuan Shu's movements were faster, and the Chengying Sword was speeding like lightning, and he was only a stone's throw away from Wang Yue.

Suddenly, Wang Yue moved, and his feet fluttered slightly, and the person had already risen with the wind and shuttled among the sword shadows.

Quiet as a virgin, moving as a rabbit.

This sentence is more appropriate to describe Wang Yue, when he stands in the midst of the crowd, he is like a big mountain and a mountain, and when he moves, he is like a fish swimming in the sea, passing through the air in the sword net of shadow and longing, the feather coat is beyond the dust, and the flowers are not touched, uh, ten thousand swords are not touched.

With a crisp sound of "dang", Wang Yue's sword came out together, and with a wave of his hand, he hit the blade of the Chengying Sword, the sword net broke, and Wang Yue had already fallen five or six steps away from Yuan Shu, like a fish that had slipped through the net.

"You!"

Yuan Shu's face was as green as the muscles that came out, and the Chengying Sword in his hand pointed at Wang Yue from afar, his lips pursed, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

He is the current sect master of Taiping Dao, his swordsmanship originates from the teachings of Nanhua Zhenren, but he has inherited Zhang Jiao's ruthlessness, domineering and indomitable, if you must list the top ten swordsmen in the world, he can definitely rank in the top ten.

It's a pity that even if it's such a sword technique, it can't sneak attack Wang Yue. He had just made a move, and Wang Yue easily got out of the range of his sword.

Obviously, Wang Yue's martial arts have exceeded his expectations.

He had made up his mind to die, and by the way, he took the guy in front of him who deceived him away, but Wang Yue not only concealed his true purpose and purpose, but also concealed his swordsmanship from him.

Wang Yue is Wang Yue, it seems that Wang Yue has not done his best against the enemy several times before and against the constant battle, whether it is in Yong'an Palace, or in front of the Nine Mirrors Pagoda and on the bank of the Hushui River.

"I know you hate me, but I don't want to fight you yet, and the next thing you have to face is Miss Cui and them!" Wang Yue sneered at Yuan Shu, then turned his head and nodded to Cui Shi Niang.

"Miss Cui, your master and the real enemy of Qianjitang are here, why don't you do it yet? As for my life, you can take it at any time. But now I won't accompany you, I have to go back to Luoyang to see Li'er's grandmother and my eldest grandson! ”

With that, his arms fluttered and rose into the air like a roc spreading its wings, landing far away on the cliff, and then grabbed the vines on the cliff side, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Cui Shi Niang, Tang Zhou, Zhi Lou Jiayu and Yan Da watched Wang Yue leave, although they also wanted to chase after him, but Wang Li was inconvenient here; Second, Wang Yue left a message that he would go to Luoyang, and they were not afraid that he would fly away; Third, as Wang Yue said, the real enemy of the master is Yuan Shu.

Yuan Shu is here, why should they go far and near?

"Yuan Shu dog thief, take your life!"

An angry shout blurted out, the piccolo was horizontal to Cui Shi Niang's mouth, and the sound of the flute, agitation, and the swirling flute flew in the moonlight. Yuan Shu's heart and limbs were also immersed in the melody with the rhythm, swinging and dancing with it, and even the mad demon, the Chengying Sword in his hand slowly slowed down, and the momentum just now was gone.

The dream soul returns to the west tonight, and there is no Taiping in the past!

Two mad magic sticks rolled towards Yuan Shu, and the two murderous swords went straight to the enemy. Tang Zhou, Zhi Lou Jiayu and Yan Da jumped at the same time, surrounded Yuan Shu inside, the mad magic stick and sword in his hand opened and closed, one stick after another, one sword after another, like mercury pouring green mountains, and the tricks could not leave the key point of Yuan Shu.

A miserable scream sounded, the transverse flute stopped, the stick and sword stopped, Yuan Shu's face was pale and his eyes were out of focus, standing in the center of the four people, his shirt was fluttering, the first few wounds were particularly eye-catching, and the blood was gurgling down the wounds, dyeing the lawn under his feet red.

"Originally, come down the mountain with me, if you still want to see your three sons alive!"

Wang Li bowed his head slightly to Yuan Shao, and the Zhongxing sword returned to the sheath and straddled his waist, and walked down the mountain without waiting for Yuan Shao to reply, leaving everyone with a depressed and lonely back.

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