"Your Majesty, Wuzheng is your son, isn't Jin Jue your son?

Queen Xie gritted her teeth and said: "He has just been greatly humiliated, and now he wants to challenge Yang Wuzheng, and he is ashamed, but you stop it, you are protecting this waste too much, right?"

"Queen, it is precisely because Jin Jue and Wu Zheng are my sons that I don't want to watch them kill each other. ”

Yang Xiao clenched his fists and palms, and said with a pale face.

"Father, please rest assured, when the next son makes a move, he will definitely leave a little leeway, and he will not let the third brother die on the spot in the main hall. ”

Yang Jinjue's eyes were bloodshot, and he said: "Yang Wuzheng, are you a man with a handle? Do you only rely on others to survive? If it weren't for your father's protection and the two strange people around you, you wouldn't even be a fart." ”

"Since the second brother is determined to compete with me, then I can only be respectful and obey my fate. ”

Yang Wuzheng said indifferently: "But the premise is that you have to honor the gambling contract and kneel down and kowtow three times." ”

"No dispute, you must not be rash ......"

Yang Xiao was quite annoyed by Yang Wuzheng's unauthorized agreement to fight, and was about to scold, but Chen De lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty, didn't you notice that His Royal Highness came back this time and was reborn as if he had been reborn from the fire?"

"Chen De, what do you mean?"

Yang Xiao's eyes flickered.

"Changping City is outnumbered, taking the head of Chu Soul Wuji, and recruiting two strange people, if there is no hole card, the old slave does not believe it. ”

Chen De's eyes rolled and said, "Maybe the cultivation of the Third Highness has begun to recover? It is better to let him compete with the Second Highness, even if he fights a real fire, with the old slave watching from the side, there will be no deaths or injuries." ”

"Repaired to the ground?"

Yang Xiao's heart moved, and the eyes that cast him at Yang Wuzheng changed, becoming quite excited and looking forward to it.

"Jin Jue, promise him a lesson that will never be forgotten. ”

Queen Xie's eyes were full of resentment, and she kept making her eyes.

"Haha, what the queen mother said is good, a little humiliation is nothing, people are the biggest winners when they live. ”

Yang Jinjue understood and comforted himself.

Although he promised his subordinates to be merciful before, if he really made a move, the sword had no eyes, and he killed Yang Wuzheng, he lied that he missed it.

At that time, the wood has already been completed, and Yang Xiao will punish him for confinement at most, does he really want him to be buried with him?

Knock knock knock......

Thinking of this, Yang Jinjue endured the grievances in his heart, bent his knees, knelt down, and kowtowed three times to Yang Wuzheng.

"Second brother, the way you look right now is really similar to a pug wagging his tail and begging for mercy. ”

Yang Wuzheng teased without saltiness.

"Yang Wuzheng, have you had enough ridicule? Then pay a terrible price for your insolent behavior. ”

Yang Jinjue bounced up suddenly, and between the changes of his fists, a purple-gold light pattern appeared, and he smashed away, bringing a burst of space-burning explosions.

"This is the royal family's two-star primary martial art, the Purple Gold Battle Dragon Fist?"

"I didn't expect His Second Highness's qualifications to be so good, and even this kind of profound boxing technique was comprehended. ”

More than 200 courtiers in the main hall were in an uproar.

And the eldest grandson Xue, the eldest grandson Zhiren was nervous, and sweated for Yang Wuzheng.

They knew that Yang Wuzheng's cultivation was gradually recovering, and now he was in the seventh stage of the Bronze Realm.

But Yang Jinjue is in the Silver Realm for a while!

There are several ranks behind each other!

"Yang Jinjue, I haven't seen you for three years, and you still haven't made any progress, which really disappoints me. ”

At the moment when they were close to each other, Yang Wuzheng was like a tiger, stepping out with one foot and making a circle of ripples.

Instantly, his body spun sharply at an incredible angle, and he turned around and punched out.

Roar, roar, roar!

Yang Wuzheng's fist was like a violently rotating metal drill, conveying the momentum of a dragon roaring and a tiger's roar, and instantly hit the opponent's chest.

Smack......

Time seemed to freeze in this instant.

Yang Jinjue maintained an attacking posture and remained motionless, his body flew out like a cannonball, and slammed into a pillar behind him, softening like a dead fish.

And the pillar that had been rubbed against its back was covered with shocking blood.

"The Third Highness knocked the Second Highness away with one move, how is this possible?"

"Yes, isn't the Third Highness abolished? I just saw that he made a move, and the power contained in it was extremely strong, and his cultivation looked no less than that of the Second Highness!"

"Could it be that the news that His Royal Highness has been paralyzed for three years and that his cultivation has fallen to the bottom is completely fake?"

staring at Yang Jinjue, who was so soft that he was in a pool of blood, and the corners of his mouth were constantly spilling blood blisters, the hearts of the hundreds of princes and ministers present set off a monstrous wave in their hearts.

Eldest Sun Xue and Eldest Sun Zhiren were also dumbfounded.

In the Guogong Mansion, they all knew that Yang Wuzheng's cultivation had begun to recover, but there was only the seventh stage of the Bronze Realm!

Looking at the situation now, it is clear that it has reached more than nine dans.

"Kneel down and kowtow a few times, hello, hello, everyone, but you still want to challenge me, isn't this tired of being alive and taking the initiative to die?"

In the midst of all the attention, Yang Wuzheng shook his sour arm and muttered.

"Golden Jue ......"

Queen Xie was like a crazy woman, lying on Yang Jinjue's body, crying with pear blossoms and rain.

"Mother......

Yang Jinjue, who was so soft that he was in a pool of blood, opened his mouth with difficulty, as if he wanted to say something, but the blood bubbles kept overflowing, and in the end he couldn't even squeeze out half a word.

"Yang Jinjue, what did you just say? Say I'm not even a fart?"

Yang Wuzheng was condescending and said with a sneer: "Then now you can't even resist my move, what is it?"

"You ......"

Angry and angry, Yang Jinjue shot another stream of bloody arrows from his mouth, his eyes turned white, and he fainted directly.

"Your Majesty, Jin Jue is fast, it's almost gone......"

Feeling the rapid loss of vitality of her beloved son, Queen Xie screamed.

"Since no one is good, then His Highness will reluctantly give him a ride. ”

Yang Wuzheng raised Marco Polo's revolver again, although it was nominally to fulfill Yang Jinjue, but the muzzle of the gun was indeed the center of Xie's eyebrows.

"Bang ......"

Tongues of fire burst out, and bullets flew out.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, a black metal marble swept in, knocking the bullet flying out of the air.

Yang Wuzheng showed a trace of disappointment in his eyes, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Chen De's father-in-law flying in a few arrows, blocking in front of Xie and Yang Jinjue.

"Why are you holding me back?"

Yang Wuzheng's eyes flickered.

In his memory, Chen De was his mother's confidant, and in the three years that Yang Wuzheng was in a state of confusion, he also helped a lot in private, according to common sense, people should not stop each other.

"Third Highness, just stop, after crossing the line, the sky above the head will really collapse. ”

Glancing deeply at Yang Wuzheng, Chen De said meaningfully.

"Your Majesty, this little cub not only wants Jin Jue's life, but also wants to kill this palace, it is simply a loss of conscience, you have to be the master of this palace. ”

Queen Xie was soft on the ground, her face pale, like a shrew, roaring and screaming.

Yang Wuzheng pointed the gun at her before, but she could feel it.

"Your Majesty, the Third Highness is too much, the Second Highness was hit hard by him, and his life was hanging by a thread, and he also wanted to shoot the mother of the dynasty in the Jinluan Palace, which was a great rebellion, please Your Majesty must be severely punished. ”

Many ministers led by Nangong Wenyuan knelt on the ground one after another, and said indignantly.