At night, the bright moon hangs high, the cold moonlight sprinkles to the world, and the moon tonight is big and round, like a huge jade plate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the imperial city, in the Jinluan Palace, Yang Guangwei sat on the dragon chair and closed his eyes to recuperate, Yuwen stood expressionlessly on the right rear of Yang Guang, with a sword pestle, Zhang Daoyi's Dao fetus clone was still wearing a wide black robe that made people unable to see their faces clearly, and nineteen heavenly demon war puppets served in front of the hall.

"Someone's coming!" Zhang Daoyi said suddenly, his voice echoing in the empty hall.

"It's finally here!" Yang Guang said softly, and two dazzling divine lights burst out from his eyes when his eyes opened and closed, like two lightning bolts.

He turned his head to look at Zhang Daoyi, and said, "Today, I just used the hands of Buddhist masters to temper my body and achieve my way."

"Teacher, you have to promise me, if I am in danger, you will not save me, I am afraid that there is luck in my heart and I will lose the courage to move forward!"

Yang Guang no longer looks like an emperor at this time, but like a warrior, a seeker, since ancient times, emperors are afraid of death, but Yang Guang is now fearless of life and death in order to prove the avenue in his heart.

"Teacher, you have to promise me!" Yang Guang repeated, his eyes staring at Zhang Daoyi, and there was an inexplicable look in his eyes.

That's the pursuit of the avenue, the persistence of nine deaths without regrets!

Zhang Daoyi looked at the light in Yang Guang's eyes, and suddenly thought of himself, in fact, the two of them are very similar, in fact, if it weren't for Yang Guang carrying too many things, he wouldn't be willing to become an emperor at all.

"Teacher, just let me be willful once!" Yang Guang said, his expression a little gloomy.

"I once carried too many things, in fact, I don't care about the so-called throne at all, it's just that I have to sit in this position, I can't let my Yang family's thousand-year-old foundation be ruined because of me!" Speaking of the past, Yang Guang's tone was full of helplessness.

"People in the world only know that this position is supreme and noble, how can they know how heavy this position is!"

"Some things have already been arranged, if I am defeated today, you will open this box, today I am just a warrior, not an emperor!" Yang Guang said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, you have to think twice, if you are not in the Great Sui, it will be difficult to protect it!" At this time, Yuwen Tuo opened his mouth to persuade that Yang Guang had grown up under his watch, and he didn't want Yang Guang to put himself in danger.

When Yang Guang heard this, he said lightly: "I have made up my mind, and the master doesn't need to persuade me anymore!" ”

Yuwen Tuo heard that Yang Guang insisted on this, and stopped talking, but his face was a little ugly.

After being silent for a while, Zhang Daoyi spoke, and said, "Okay, I promise you!" ”

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Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is the day of family reunion, in previous years, on this day every year, Chang'an City is full of lights, so lively.

But today is different from previous years, all the people in Chang'an City went to bed early, and there was not a single pedestrian on the street.

Since today's daytime, there is a sense of depression in everyone's hearts, so that everyone has no intention of celebrating the festival, and even some people have fled Chang'an City during the day, they are well-informed, and they know that Buddhism is going to come to Chang'an City tonight to subdue demons.

They don't want to participate in this kind of thing, and they don't dare to participate in it, the war between the supreme grandmasters is too widespread, and if it's not good, it will be affected, this is a real person sitting at home, and disaster comes from heaven!

"I just don't know who won and who lost the battle between Buddhism and Yang Guang!" This is the inner question of many anti-kings in all parts of the world, because Yang Guang's life and death will be related to the future direction of the world.

If Yang Guangsheng is victorious, then the situation will be a little terrible, and I am afraid that the anti-king of the world will be forced to join forces against the enemy, but they know very well how terrible the formation of Buddhism is this time.

And if Yang Guang is defeated, I am afraid that the world will fall into chaos in an instant, and then there will be smoke everywhere, forming a situation of competing for the dragon.

……

Yang Guang in the Jinluan Hall suddenly laughed and said, "It's a guest from afar, let me treat you well today, this knife is for you to taste!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Yang Guang's figure had already been lost on the dragon chair, and in the next moment, Yang Guang appeared in the sky above the Jinluan Palace.

Drawing the knife out of the sheath, under the reflection of the moonlight, the blade of the magic knife flashed with cold light, and the blade was red as if blood was surging on it, this was undoubtedly a peerless fierce soldier, and after entering Yang Guang to open the front with the blood of several strong men, its ferocity was even more powerful.

"Slash! Chop! Chop! ”

In the void, Yang Guangguang shouted three times, and thousands of sword lights erupted from the knife, slashing forward overwhelmingly.

Domineering, sharp, light, heavy, strange......

All kinds of different feelings appear in this sword light.

The sword light is like water, and vaguely thousands of sword lights converge into a long river of sword light, which is as bright as the Milky Way in the sky, and this scene is beautiful.

As soon as the monk Yuanjue and the others approached the Jinluan Palace, they found that a long river of sword light was rushing towards them, and when they saw the knife light, they all felt their scalps tingle.

"What a scary stab!" Dozens of miles away, there were onlookers watching the battle and sighed that this long river of sword light made them frightened.

The movement of Buddhism has long been no secret, and many masters have heard the news and dared to come, wanting to see the shocking battle here.

In an instant, the sword light had already appeared in front of Monk Yuanjue and others, and Monk Yuanjue immediately made a decision and said, "Let's shoot!" ”

Among the crowd, led by Yuan Jue, the eight monks stepped forward at the same time, and they all trembled when they stepped out of the earth in unison.

The eight monks raised their palms at the same time, facing the slashing sword light, and eight huge golden palm prints flew out, colliding with the long river of sword light, and the void made one explosion after another, like a thunderous roar.

In the void, it was bright for a while, as if a small sun exploded there, and at this moment, even the bright moon in the sky seemed quite dim.

"Good knife technique!"

Monk Yuanjue and the others all snorted, and took three steps back before stopping their figures, their faces were a little cloudy.

"This demon is so powerful, I'm afraid I need to use the foundation this time!" Monk Yuantong looked at the ten Buddha coffins carried by the Buddhist disciples behind them and said softly.

"It's better not to use it or not to use it, the essence is gone after using it once, let's first form the Eight Desolation Demon Array, see if we can take down this devil, if we can't use the heritage again, it's not too late!" Behind the Yuanjue monk, an old monk spoke.

Monk Yuanjue nodded and said, "It's up to the junior brother!" ”

"This demon is so terrifying, I'm afraid today's matter is a little difficult to do." In the crowd, Chu Sheng's face was a little ugly, he didn't expect Yang Guang to be so strong that he could still have a slight upper hand with one enemy and eight, this cultivation was unbelievable.

"I'm afraid he's already half-footed into the Holy Realm!" Wang Xu answered, his face was also ugly.