The flames rose like waves, and the temporary camp of the Liang army did not establish an effective defense at all, and now it was in chaos.

In front of the collapsed main tent, Yang Xian held the charred feather fan and came slowly.

Although he has long been famous, Huan Gong is the first time to meet Yang Xian, the opponent of the Huan family's fate. Yang Jian stood aside, looking at Yang Xian's young face in the firelight, vaguely familiar, like an old friend.

"Like, it's too similar!"

Yang Jian's voice in his own voice attracted Yang Xian's attention, but he saw that Yang Xian's face was full of solemnity.

"With Huan Gong's ability, you can't set up this bureau, who are you?"

Yang Xian didn't think that the two prohibitions set by Yuan Cheng were anything that cats and dogs could unravel, and since Liang Jun could unravel them, it meant that they had mastered the bloodline of the Yang family.

Yang Ci's vein is a single transmission, so there is no need to think about it at all. Then the only people left are Yang Ci's generation.

And the person in front of him who is following Huan Gong's side, whether in terms of age or identity, is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.

"I once asked Master Chun why my Yang lineage withered so far, and I was the only one left in the lineage. Chun Ye smiled and did not answer. Today, I wonder if you can help me with my doubts? ”

The feud between the two families of Huan and Yang has been evenly matched opponents in the past hundreds of years. The Huan clan does not count the descendants of Huan Wu, Huan Biao, and Huan Zhong, and there are more than 5,000 people in the branch alone.

Compared to the Huan clan, the number of Yang clans is too small.

Huan Gong looked at Yang Xian, both in demeanor and momentum, which was unique in the world. He did not participate in the First Battle of Southern Zhou, but afterwards, he also analyzed the reasons for the failure of the Liang army.

But no matter what kind of conclusion the Liang army has about this war, Yang Xian has always been a hurdle that cannot be bypassed. Huan Gong had to admit that his attainments in the art of war were indeed rare in the world.

Judging from the current situation, more than 10,000 heavy armor are stationed at the mouth of the valley, but the timing of Yang Xian's entry is very accurate. Although the Liang army has 10,000 people, it cannot be gathered, so it is no different from decorations.

Theoretically, what Yang Xian needs most at the moment is time. But he still had the leisure to stop and chat with them, and this appearance of no one in his eyes couldn't help but remind Huan Gong of Yang Ci in the past.

It's not just Huan Gong who has this thought, Yang Jian is not angry but laughs.

"Okay, if you want me to say, then I'll give you an answer."

In this long night in the empty valley, Yang Jian's resentment for many years suddenly let go, and it was almost roaring out as if he was back on that night, when he questioned Yang Ci.

"Yang Cisheng is in charge of the world's soldiers and horses, and after his death, the Son of Heaven supports the coffin, and he is extremely honored, but he got it by betraying his own brother."

Yang Xian smiled and was noncommittal. Yang Jian saw it in his eyes, but the anger in his heart became more and more uncontrollable.

"Xia Hengye is mediocre, the world knows it, how can he be worthy of being the master? Yang You'an, he was the person I admired the most in the hearts of my brothers. When Chengtiandao was in trouble, we wanted to take advantage of the chaos to help him ascend the throne and become the emperor. Our brothers really trust each other, but what about him, how did he treat us? turned around and betrayed us and told Xia Hengye. Not only that, but as the patriarch, he expelled us from the Yang clan, and also relegated our brothers to the bitter cold places outside the Saiwai, where they did not see the light of day. ”

When he said this, Yang Jian was still indignant in his heart. A pair of eyes looked at Yang Xian, just like looking at Yang Ci back then, full of hatred.

"Yes! He is a loyal minister of the Great Zhou, he is famous all over the world, and he single-handedly saves the Great Zhou Dynasty from the fall. But so what? Decades have passed in a blink of an eye, and who still remembers the Great Zhou General who turned the tide in the world today? He was like the lonely tomb in the gate, full of grass and grass, and he had long been abandoned. ”

Yang Jian's words were full of ridicule and ridicule, describing the unwillingness in his heart. Huan Gong glanced at Yang Jian and didn't say a word, he just looked at it like this, and his heart was actually very complicated.

"So you took refuge in Huan Wu, set up this game, and lured me to the bait?"

Yang Xian's emotionless voice calmed Yang Jian down, but he smiled coldly when he saw him.

"Yang You'an doesn't want this world, some people want it."

"You took refuge in Huan Wu, can he tolerate you?"

"You've fought with the master several times, but you still don't know him. Do you think that the Lord only relied on cruelty and murder to build his current foundation? His tolerance and eloquence are not beyond the reach of Cai Tong and others. ”

"So, has the White Dragon Jade Essence been in Huan Wu's hands at this moment?"

When Yang Xian said this, Yang Jian and Huan Gong's faces froze. Seeing the two of them like this, Yang Xian waved the blackened fan in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It seems that the White Dragon Jade Essence has not yet reached Huan Wu's hands. Thinking about it, from Huan Wu's serious illness to Fang Yuting's suggestion that the White Dragon Jade Essence could be saved in a short period of time, you can be considered to have set up this game in a hurry, and the time is limited. Otherwise, the strength of the Liang army here would not only be 10,000 heavy armor in Shenwu City. Moreover, the white dragon jade essence is a rare treasure, and it is difficult for ordinary monks to resist this temptation, and it must be a person who transports it to Huan Wuzhixin, but it must have excellent combat power. There aren't many people like that! ”

Yang Xian saw through the reality and reality, but the faces of Huan Gong and the others became more and more ugly.

"Even if you know what, the old man wants you to die here today."

Huan Gong is the general of the Liang army, although he has not reached the realm of the great grandmaster, he can kill with all his strength, and it is not a problem to easily solve the ordinary great grandmaster.

Huan Gong's body surged with pure blood-killing qi, almost like the substance, revealing layer by layer, gradually contaminating the airspace.

At the moment when Huan Gong made his move, the nine-headed ghost king who had been standing behind him roared, and the gloomy giant axe in his hand was covered with layers of cold air, slashing towards Yang Zhen.

Yang Jian had already taken precautions, and the nine-headed ghost king's sharp blow did not hurt him.

Ignoring Yang Jian's side, Huan Gong's blow went straight to Yang Xian, and a punch came, pointing directly at Yang Xian's vital point, but in the middle of the road, he was stopped by another ghostly shadow.

The monster in front of Huan Gong was much shorter than the one holding the giant axe just now, but his posture was unexpectedly flexible. The thunderous sound on the palm of Huan Gong's hand that resisted Huan Gong's punch sounded, and the arc shone brightly.

"Not good!"

Huan Gong hurriedly dodged, but saw a thunderbolt following. The thunder light was fast, and Huan Gong was extremely fast, but he still couldn't completely dodge.

Huan Gong looked at the corner of his blackened clothes that he had been hit, and when he looked back, the dark shadow had already floated on Yang Xian's side, and the guards were in front.

Violent explosions resounded in the camp like firecrackers. The nine-headed ghost king was no longer entangled with Yang Jian and returned to Yang Xian.

"Yang Xian, you!"

"The cannon has been destroyed, I want to leave now, can you stop it?"

Yang Xian covered half of his face with a fan, and a pair of eyes looked at the two people side by side like swords.