Yang Liang believes that under normal circumstances, Wang Junlin knows how to choose, but the problem is that Wang Junlin himself is not the person who should appear under normal circumstances.

Yang Liang is more anxious than Wang Junlin, he and the crown prince are fighting for the Great Sui River, which is the most noble position in the world, which in itself is a matter of undying, because anyone with a discerning eye knows that no matter who inherits the throne between Yang Guang and Yang Liang, the first thing they do on the throne is to kill each other, no matter what the reason, they will never allow each other to live and add possible trouble to themselves.

Therefore, after listening to his father's high praise and affirmation of Wang Junlin's ability and means, Yang Liang was much more eager to pull Wang Junlin under his command than Wang Junlin himself, according to what his father said, Wang Junlin alone could be worthy of all the staff and martial arts masters in his palace. He even had a plan to kill Yang Guang, and if this plan was implemented by Wang Junlin, he was eighty percent sure, and as long as Yang Guang was eliminated, he Yang Liang would be the heir to the throne.

The hall was very quiet, time seemed to freeze, Yang Liang's face was full of smiles, his expression was unhurried, but a trace of anxiety and annoyance flashed in his eyes from time to time.

Wang Junlin's face was expressionless, and he lowered his head to look at his hands. It seems to be hesitating, but in fact, thinking about it again, with Yang Liang's character, if he flatly refuses today, it will immediately become a Hongmen banquet, with his hearing, he has actually noticed and discovered, and this is the Han Palace, as long as Yang Liang gives an order, countless guards will surround him, and there are at least two strong men around the Han King.

I don't know how long I waited, Wang Junlin suddenly raised his head and smiled at him.

"His Royal Highness's meaning, the minister has already understood, but today the minister can't give an answer to His Highness, first the villain and then the gentleman, everything His Highness said today, the minister needs to verify before deciding, after all...... The decision he needs to make is not trivial. ”

Yang Liang showed a high level of self-cultivation at this time, and although he was extremely angry in his heart, he still endured it and did not show the slightest expression on his face, but showed appreciation.

"Qin Anhou is really cautious, no wonder in just two years, he has become famous all over the world, made great achievements, and became the youngest founding marquis of my Great Sui. This king has lived in Taiyuan for a long time before, and he doesn't know much about it, but today he talked deeply, and it was really extraordinary, well! Qin Anhou took a moment, and this king went to make it convenient. ”

Wang Junlin got up with a smile and said, "His Royal Highness the King of Han didn't want to call the two masters next door to come over and kill me. ”

When Yang Liang heard this, his face changed, and a voice came from outside: "Qin Anhou knows that the two of us are next door, and he dares to stay here to drink, he is really bold." ”

As the words appeared, two old men, one fat and one thin, walked in and protected Yang Liang, the king of Han, behind him.

Wang Junlin watched the two of them appear, thinking that this Han King was decisive in killing, and he couldn't win him over, so he didn't hesitate to kill himself, but it was the nature of a hero, but I don't know if he has the ability to be a hero.

He originally wanted to say a word and let King Han let him go, but when he looked at these two people, he remembered that since he fought with the Spring and Autumn Envoy nearly two months ago, he had recently comprehended the sword technique, and when he reached the threshold of breakthrough, he was only one opportunity away from being able to take another step forward, and these two people were just ordinary characters in the masters of the Breaking Skill Period, and they were the best candidates for feeding the moves.

"The old man's left hand knife seals the ......"

"Seeing Zhao ...... in the next ghost"

Without waiting for the two old men to sign up for themselves, Wang Junlin interrupted them and said, "You guys are so good, you don't want to know the name Benhou at all." If you want to kill me, do it! ”

"Since you are in a hurry to die, let us send you on your way!" The two old men's faces showed annoyance, and when the ghost saw that Zhao Shiguang was even more cold, he walked over to Wang Junlin.

Wang Junlin watched Zhao Shiguang slowly approach, his expression calm and waveless, and even sat there motionless.

The more Wang Junlin is so fearless, the more dignified Zhao Shiguang's demeanor becomes, after all, the shadow of the famous tree, Wang Junlin's famous name is there, just poisoning and burning so many people is enough to make anyone frightened, of course, Zhao Shiguang is guarding against Wang Junlin's poison.

Six-foot, five-foot, four-foot...... Wang Junlin held the hilt of the Dragon Sparrow Treasure Sword at his waist with his right hand.

Zhao Shiguang finally made a move, one of the main reasons why his nickname was a ghost was that he had a pair of ghost hands, and at this time, these ghost hands were like eagle claws opening out, grabbing Wang Junlin's head in a narrow space.

In a vain attempt to kill the enemy in one fell swoop, at this time, he was still guarding against Wang Junlin's poison, not martial arts.

He noticed that there was a very strange look in Wang Junlin's eyes.

That's not fear, it's speechlessness. Wang Junlin was really speechless at this time, he had never consciously hidden his martial arts, but his poison was so famous, and he had killed too many people, so that people only saw his poison and ignored his martial arts.

After being speechless, looking at this old man was pity, pity him for facing him and contempt for him.

Wang Junlin's expression made Zhao Shiguang feel inappropriate.

The claws are like sharp blades out of the sheath, and the arrows off the string have been sent out of the string.

Right now.

There was a soft whistling sound.

Wang Junlin, who was sitting on the soft couch, was covered by a cloud of silver rays, which quickly burst open, and the broken room was full of points of light.

Zhao Shiguang's face couldn't help but change, and he exclaimed.

Suddenly, Zhao Shiguang deserved to be a master of the Breaking Period, he did not retreat but advanced, and his hands turned into thousands of claw shadows, and he forcibly attacked into the light point swung out by Wang Junlin's Dragon Sparrow Knife.

Zhao Shiguang was mostly focused on Wang Junlin's poison, but on the other hand, Wang Junlin was ready to attack, the former was weaker than the latter, and now the difference is even greater.

A series of crackling sounds sounded in the broken house, and Yang Liang's ear drums were painful.

The left-handed knife next to him Feng Wuji protected the King of Han and prevented Wang Junlin from injuring the King of Han with strange moves, while also pressing the formation for Zhao Shiguang, Wang Junlin's performance of the superb knife technique surprised him, he wanted to intervene to help, but he couldn't start in a short period of time, only to see that in the dazzling sword light in the sky, Zhao Shiguang dodged with all his strength in the space of this hall, the speed was extremely fast, but he was slightly embarrassed to dodge Wang Junlin's monstrous wave attack.

Soon the winner was decided.

Blood splattered.

Zhao Shiguang retreated violently with a puff of blood.

The cold light of the Dragon Sparrow Knife skyrocketed, and at the speed of thunder and lightning, it followed the burst.

Feng Wuji burst into a shout, and the white short knife in his left hand turned into a long rainbow, and he used the method of encircling Wei to save Zhao, and slashed towards Wang Junlin.

Wang Junlin didn't dare to slack off, so he had to give up the pursuit of Zhao Shiguang, and the dragon bird knife moved sideways, colliding with the white short knife, and a spark exploded. Wang Junlin fought for a while just now, his strength was exhausted, and he had to retreat, and Feng Wuji felt a strong force coming from the white knife, and he took three steps back in the change of his face before he resolved.