Zhao Peng shook his head.

After a person dies, it is a hundred.

How can this matter end so easily?

"Why don't you kill?"

Zhao Shanhe hurriedly asked, but found that Wang Shuangkai was lying on the ground staring at him.

"When death is imminent, dare to stare at me!"

Zhao Shanhe kicked his feet fiercely, stepped on Wang Shuangkai's face, and immediately glared, arguing: "The head of the family, kill it! If you don't kill it, this person from the Tang Dynasty will only think that we are cowardly and afraid of things, and think that we are easy to bully." People are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden. I remember that the head of the family, you used to be vigorous and resolute, never dragging mud and water, and you were definitely more determined than me, how could you be soft-hearted today, could it be that you were charmed by the princess Li Lingchen just now?"

"Hell-!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes narrowed into a line, and he said in a cold voice: "How can the head of the family be like you, so can he be easily confused by people with beauty?"

"Where have I been deceived by beauty, you don't want to talk nonsense, don't frame me!"

Zhao Shanhe's widening eyes were suddenly filled with thick bloodshots, and he was like a fierce beast that had been stepped on by its tail, trembling lightly all over his body.

So, the machete in Zhao Shanhe's hand that was across Wang Shuangkai's neck, the sharp blade trembled gently with his arm, leaving scars on Wang Shuangkai's neck.

Although the wound was not deep, it was very eye-catching, and the blood flowed sideways, and in a moment, the collar of Wang Shuangkai's shirt was dyed bright red.

"Kill me if you want to!"

Wang Shuangkai stared at Zhao Shanhe, very hard, and roared angrily: "I, the soldiers of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, even if we die, we will not fall into the majesty of my Datang!"

Faintly, there was a stench coming.

Everyone looked down at Wang Shuangkai, but saw that his pants were already wet.

"Hehe, I really thought you were a man with backbone, but I didn't expect that it was just a hard mouth, and in the end, your skin and flesh were full of soft bones!"

Zhao Shanhe grinned, lifted Wang Shuangkai from the ground, threw it aside, and said angrily: "Just something like you, what is the majesty of the Eastern Earth Tang Dynasty?"

A sword light flickered out of the hand of the imperial capital Ling Moyang.

Although this person was seriously injured by Guanlan, he still had some combat power, and now he slashed out with a knife and fell directly on Wang Shuangkai's neck, and the knife light slashed along the scars that were rubbed out by Zhao Shanhe with a machete, and cut Wang Shuangkai's head in a different place.

"I am the imperial capital decree of the Son of Heaven, and I have the responsibility of guarding the land, the responsibility of shepherding one party, and the responsibility of patrolling on behalf of the Son of Heaven! ”

After Mo Yang slashed Wang Shuangkai with a knife, he stood up with an injury, although his body was shaky, his eyes were very firm, and he said slowly: "You wait for the foundation of my Tang Dynasty, mess with my Datang law, and shake my Tang ancestral system! Even if I Mo Yang can't kill you today, the civil and military officials of the Tang Dynasty and the people of the world of the Tang Dynasty will never let you go!"

Zhao Shanhe put the machete across Mo Yang's head again and asked, "Are you really not afraid of death?"

"What about dying, what about not dying?"

Mo Yang said: "Mo Yang can be afraid of death, but the imperial capital of the Eastern Tang Dynasty can't be afraid of death!"

"You are a man, but unfortunately I am also a man, I said that I would shoot you in the face, so naturally I will do what I say!"

Zhao Shanhe shook his head with a little sigh, as if he was a little embarrassed.

If Mo Yang is a woman, Zhao Shanhe can naturally do what he says without psychological pressure and shoot Mo Yang in the face.

Ke Moyang has a goatee, a boxy face, a blue complexion, and looks like he is in his fifties, he can be regarded as a half-old man, and Zhao Shanhe doesn't like men, how can he out?

"The law of the ancestors cannot be abolished, just like the ...... of covering the sky"

Zhao Wuji carried the pitch-black long knife behind his back, recalled the previous conversation between Li Lingchen and Mo Yang, squinted his eyes and muttered, and then asked: "Just because of this sentence, you used a hundred arrows to slaughter the sect with a thousand arrows, and you want to kill us all?"

Mo Yang replied: "The law of the ancestors is the foundation of my Tang Dynasty!"

The cold arrogance in Zhao Wuji's eyes gradually dissipated a little, and said, "In this way, you don't have the slightest personal vendetta against us?"

Mo Yang stared at Zhao Wuji, without a trace of concealment and dodging in his eyes, and his tone was also dignified: "This official doesn't even know what your name is, where you come from, why did you join my Tang Emperor, where did this official come from with you?"

However, after saying this, Mo Yang closed his eyes, and through the closed eyelids, the light in his pupils that suddenly became flickering was obscured.

"As the imperial capital order, it is natural to do your duty for the country. ”

Zhao Wuji's squinted eyes slowly opened, and he said slowly: "But if you use a hundred arrows to slaughter the sect's anger to kill us, we can only pay for it with blood." ”

Mo Yang was unmoved, as if he put life and death aside.

But the fingers he hid in his sleeves trembled slightly.

"Can't be killed, can't be killed!"

Monk Immortal finally couldn't help it, rushed to Mo Yang, blocked Mo Yang behind him, and then stretched out his hand to push away the machete that Zhao Shanhe was lying on Mo Yang's neck, and said: "The imperial capital ordered the release of arrows because the national law is the head, the duty is there, and there is no personal enmity. Today, you have killed the crow ship, and the general of the city protection fleet, Wang Shuangkai, has also been killed, many sergeants have suffered heavy casualties, and the Zhao family has only lost a replica crow ship, it is better to let the imperial capital order compensate the Zhao family for the loss, apologize, and the two sides turn the war into jade silk, how about it?"

Zhao Shanhe shook his shoulders, just now he didn't want to move the machete away, but unfortunately the palm of the monk immortal pushing the machete was heavy, like a mountain slowly moving, Zhao Shanhe had no choice but to push people with knives back three steps, which made him quite resentful in his heart.

"Hey...... This Zhao Wuji either doesn't open his eyes, or he will kill people when he opens his eyes! Now that he has opened his eyes, this Mo Yang will definitely die, why should you persuade you if the monk does not destroy him?"

Zhao Shanhe simply threw away the machete, took out the black steel whip, and said: "I said that I would shoot him in the face, but now for the sake of the warrior monk's face, the net is open, and I will simply whip him." As for whether to kill him or not, this matter is all up to the head of my Zhao family!"

Syllable!

The black steel whip turned into a dull light and flickered away.

The whip was like a poisonous dragon, slamming on Mo Yang's body, directly tearing Mo Yang's official robe, whipping one whip after another, beating Mo Yang's skin and flesh.

Mo Yang was also hard, although he was covered in blood, he didn't say a word.

Seeing that the Zhao family was not in a hurry to kill Mo Yang, the monk's nervous demeanor gradually eased, but he did not organize Zhao Shanhe to whip the imperial capital Ling Moyang.

"Apologies?"

At this moment, Zhao Peng was finally willing to speak.

"Yes!

Monk Immortal hurriedly said: "How about letting Mo Yang compensate the Zhao family for this crow ship with a hole, which can be regarded as compensation for the imitation ship that was destroyed?"

Syllable!

Zhao Shanhe whipped Mo Yang fiercely, and then asked, "Are you willing?"

"Willing!"

Mo Yang replied very decisively, and his voice trembled a little because of the pain all over his body.

"Not enough!"

Zhao Peng shook his head slowly.

Guanlan moved a chair and placed it behind Zhao Peng.

This chair is the handsome seat of the imperial capital Ling Moyang, although it is not like the dragon chair of the Tang Dynasty Emperor, carved with a five-clawed golden dragon, but the chair is engraved with several tigers descending from the mountain, lifelike, it looks like it gives people a feeling of superiority.

On weekdays, the imperial capital Ling Mo Yang sat on the crow ship, with the city protection fleet, and when he showed off his might in the Tang River, he sat on it to show off his official authority.

Now, Zhao Peng is sitting on a chair.

And the owner of the chair, Imperial Capital Ling Moyang, was covered in bloodstains and whip marks, like a prisoner about to be executed, being watched by everyone, standing straight in front of Zhao Peng.

Zhao Peng picked a good sitting position, leaned back on the chair, stretched out his hand and pointed to the location of the big ship that was smashed by the Hundred Arrows Tu Sect angrily, and said slowly: "I have two hundred alchemy furnaces on the ship. ”

Alchemy Furnace!

As soon as these three words came out, the imperial capital made Mo Yang's expression change in shock, and he couldn't help gritting his teeth, thinking that he must be bleeding heavily today.

On weekdays, it is the imperial capital that orders extortion and extortion, how can he have been treated like this today?

Imperial Capital Ling's heart was dripping blood, and his tone became more and more low, and he asked, "I don't know what kind of pill is being refined in Your Excellency's alchemy furnace?"

"Xuanting Soul Condensing Pill. ”

Zhao Peng said the name of the elixir and added, "The best Xuanting Soul Condensing Pill." ”

Xuanting Soul Condensing Pill!

The imperial capital Ling Mo Yang has the responsibility of governing the imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty, and among the imperial capital, during this year, there are many foreign masters who have crossed over from the ancient road.

Because of his position, Imperial Capital Ling had a lot of exchanges with foreign masters, and he also had some understanding of the martial arts world at the other end of the ancient road.

It just so happened that the imperial capital Ling Moyang had heard a foreign master talk about the elixir, and that person once said that the elixir of the Eastern Soil Tang Dynasty was nothing, and even the elixir in the entire Shouxing Martial Dao world was only an inferior elixir, and only the elixir in the martial arts world on their side could be regarded as a panacea. And the most outstanding elixir is a kind of pill that is famous as the Xuanting Soul Condensing Pill, which can be said to be unparalleled in the world, but it only exists in legends......

Mo Yang gasped and asked in surprise: "Isn't this the legendary elixir in the martial arts world on the other side of the ancient road? You are not from outside the territory, how do you know how to refine this elixir? How is this possible?"

"As for how I know how to refine the Xuanting Soul Condensing Pill, I don't need you to worry about it. ”

Zhao Peng waved his hand lightly and asked again: "You said that what I refined was not the Xuanting Soul Condensing Pill, then you came and tell me, how can you prove that I am not refining the Xuanting Soul Condensing Pill?"

Prove?

How could Mo Yang prove that what Zhao Peng was refining was not the Xuanting Soul Condensing Pill?

What does he prove it?

Where's the proof?

Mo Yang was speechless for a while, but he didn't know what words to use to deny Zhao Peng, so he had to ask rhetorically: "How can Your Excellency prove that Your Excellency is refining the Xuanting Soul Condensing Pill?"

"I said yes!"

Zhao Peng was extremely strong, stood up, pointed to the ruined ship island in the distance, and said, "In this battle, I will win and you will lose." I have given you the dignity of the vanquished, and you deserve the glory of the victors!"

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