Before the words fell, Mrs. Han raised the cane in her hand, and an extremely sharp vitality burst out from the head of the cane, shaking the surrounding ministers to the ground, and the silver light in the hall was released, and a thousand-armed and thousand-eyed demon god phantom was condensed and formed in the silver light, and all kinds of blades in the hands of the demon god were pointed at Fang Zheng in front of the dragon chair.

"Despicable child, you dare to be so rude to the people of my Han family, since this is the case, you, the emperor, will change people!"

The silver demon god's image was all hair, and countless sharp weapons slashed at Fang Zheng at the same time.

At the last moment, the dragon chair behind Fang Zheng suddenly sounded the sound of a dragon's groan, and the air in the hall shook violently, shaking Mrs. Han's demon god into a disembodied body. A five-clawed golden dragon poked its head out of the dragon chair, and the golden dragon's eyes were staring at Mrs. Han, who couldn't stand the golden dragon's gaze and staggered back.

Finally gaining a foothold, Mrs. Han was furious: "Do you think you can save your life with a treasure?"

Before Mrs. Han finished speaking, an old man in a snow-white robe calmly walked out of the hall: "Treasures are not good, what about widows?"

The person who came was Fang Ai, at this time his face was as heavy as water, his hands were behind his back, and he looked at Mrs. Han coldly.

Mrs. Han knew that Fang Ai was here, and when she saw him appear, she was not panicked, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "It's just in time, today your ancestors and grandchildren, let's go to see Fang Chengyu together!

Fang Ai and Fang Zheng's faces became extremely ugly at the same time, Fang Chengyu was Fang Ai's son and Fang Zheng's father. As early as when he was the crown prince, he fell ill and died, and the cause was never investigated. Now it seems that Fang Chengyu's death may also be inseparable from the Han and Wang families.

"Is Chengyu's death a poisonous hand of your Han family?" Fang Ai took the opportunity to ask.

Mrs. Han smiled but didn't answer, her body was shocked, and the ministers around her were completely stunned, and then she responded: "Yes, it was the old man who personally sent him on the road, what can you do? Who told him that he didn't know what to do, and he would be dismissed from his official position before he took power, if he really made him the emperor, would my Han family still have a way to live!"

"You poisonous woman!" After being admitted by Mrs. Han, Fang Ai was furious, his robe was bulging, and the sword on his waist was automatically unsheathed.

With the long sword in his hand, Fang Ai pointed at Mrs. Han: "Let you pay for your blood debt today!"

However, before Fang Ai could make a move, there was a sudden sound of neat footsteps outside the hall gate, and countless golden armor guards swarmed over, filling the square in front of the Zixiao Hall in the blink of an eye. Several men in handsome armor surrounded a lion-nosed wide mouth, and a burly man with a hawk-nosed tiger eyes broke straight in.

When the big man saw the scene in the hall, he couldn't help but look up and laugh: "Fang Ai, I can't imagine it, I, Wang Weiquan, also have the day to advance to the gods!"

Mrs. Han also echoed and laughed: "Do you think that you alone can kill the Han and Wang families? In the past hundred years, we have not been angry with your Fang family? It's time to change positions!"

Fang Ai laughed angrily: "In this way, the two of you have already planned and are waiting for this day, right?"

Wang Weiquan didn't deny it, he mustered up his vitality, tightly enveloped Fang Ai's ancestor and grandson in it, spit out a black big knife half a zhang long and five feet wide from the ring, and pressed towards the two: "If you want to know the reason, go to the underworld and ask your son!"

Mrs. Han also followed, and the two faintly formed a flank attack, locking Fang Ai's retreat.

The vitality of the main hall is vertical and horizontal, and the huge pressure will press the gold and stone ground into a concave life, and the furnishings in the hall have been shattered one after another, and the pure gold incense burner, screen and other things are no exception. Fang Zheng only had the strength of an eighth-level Sword Venerable, even though Fang Ai was taking care of him, he was already struggling to support him at this time, although Fang Ai was much calmer, the expression on his face also became solemn.

At this moment, there was a sudden muffled sound behind the hall, which sounded like the sound of broken tables and chairs, although the sound was not loud, but it was like thunder on the flat ground in the ears of Wang and Han, causing their outgoing vitality to be slightly chaotic.

Both of them knew very well that except for the ancestors and grandsons of the Fang family in the main hall, the rest of the people had already been stunned by Mrs. Han, and even in the apse, it was impossible for anyone to resist the power of the gods and not fall.

But what's going on with the sound of the apse now? Wang Weiquan turned his head and glared at Mrs. Han angrily: "Why can't you even handle this little thing? If something goes wrong, I, the emperor, can't be the emperor, and you Korean Empire don't want to stay out of it!"

Mrs. Han was also a little panicked in her heart, for no other reason, after several perceptions in advance, the back of the hall was absolutely empty, why did she make a noise at this time?

The two of them were not cowardly, and the reason for such shock was clear to each other, if someone could hide in the apse without the perception of the two of them, then this person's strength must be stronger than them. Both of them are only first-level sword gods, it is okay to deal with one Fang Ai, if Fang Ai has another helper, I am afraid it will not be so easy to take down the ancestors of the Fang family.

Sure enough, as the two expected, before they had time to investigate in person, there was already one person behind the palace, who was Pang Jingtao, the lord of the Great Xia Kingdom! Pang Jingtao walked out slowly with a smile on his face at this moment, and arched his hand towards the two: "Mrs. Han, Admiral Wang, it's been a long time since I saw the two of you becoming more and more energetic!"

Wang and Han looked at each other, and they were a little unclear. They all knew Pang Jingtao, and among the strong men of the four countries in Northern Xinjiang, Pang Jingtao was also a notoriously ruthless person, and a small half of the territory of the Great Xia Kingdom was under his control. Moreover, the three of them had also met at the five-year Northern Frontier Battle Conference, but at that time they were all still ninth-level peak sword venerables.

Now that the two of them have been promoted to the Sword God, this Pang Jingtao can actually hide their induction, there is only one possibility, Pang Jingtao's strength is a few points stronger than them!

"Impossible!" Wang Weiquan noticed Mrs. Han's inquiring gaze, and couldn't help but speak.

What he said about impossibility was not only referring to Pang Jingtao's strength, but also telling Mrs. Han that Pang Jingtao would not be able to help Fang Ai's ancestors.

The Great Xia Kingdom and the Fang Dynasty have always been hostile, and the monarch Xia Jia has sent strong men to assassinate the Fang family more than once. As we all know, Pang Jingtao's ability to control the huge territory was actually approved by Xia Jia, and it can be seen that Xia Jin trusts him. How could he turn around and help Xia Jia's enemies?

Unexpectedly, before the two of them had time to ask, Pang Jingtao had already said with a smile: "Nothing is impossible, you guessed right, I am Brother Fang's helper!"

Wang Weiquan was shocked and asked sharply: "Why did you help him, did you ignore the righteousness of Xia Jia's monarchs and ministers! Or did you do something disobedient and fled here to ask him for refuge? If this is the case, you can rest assured, I, Wang Weiquan, am the emperor, and I can not only keep you safe, but also confer on you the title of general, so that your power is higher than in the Great Xia Kingdom!"

Ye Feng and the others came too quickly, and the matter of the Great Xia Kingdom had not yet reached Wang Weiquan's ears at this moment, and he still thought that Pang Jingtao was still the city lord of the stormy waves in the past.

When Pang Jingtao heard this, his face was a little regretful.

Mrs. Han was good at observing words and feelings, and immediately asked: "If you have anything unspeakable, even if you say it, if the Fang Dynasty can't do it, you can still get the support of the Korean Empire!

Pang Jingtao shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that you tell me how to help two dead people?"

Wang Weiquan was furious when he heard this, pointed at Pang Jingtao with a horizontal knife, and shouted: "Toast and don't eat and drink, do you think that if you have one more person, you can change the outcome of the Fang family? Since you have the heart to find death, this emperor will simply fulfill you!"

When Fang Ai heard that he claimed to be the emperor, he couldn't help but sneer: "It's not ashamed! I don't know that I am dying until I die, it's ridiculous." ”

"It's useless to say more, Fang Ai, you and I will fight for life and death here!" Wang Weiquan's momentum increased, and he raised his sword to meet him.

However, Mrs. Han on the side didn't make a move, she saw that Fang Ai and Pang Jingtao were both holding something, and she already sensed that the situation was not good. Although the two are hostile people, they are both gods after all, and they will never lie and intimidate at such a time, so they must rely on such calmness.

Unfortunately, she realized too late, and just as she was quietly retreating and trying to escape, a majestic force appeared out of thin air, and the power of the god-destroying one surged from all directions, imprisoning her in place and unable to move.

"A fair fight, you still have a chance to live, if you want to escape, you will die faster. ”

Ye Feng's voice sounded in the main hall, shaking Mrs. Han and Wang Wei all stunned.

Who is this? Is the Fang family's powerhouse? No, the Fang family's ancestors have all fallen, Fang Ai is the only god, how can there be a helper!

But the facts were in front of her, Mrs. Han couldn't even move her fingers, and the fear in her heart rose to the extreme. Since she was promoted to a god, her horizons have broadened a lot, and she naturally knows that there are strong people above the strong, and the force she voted for "Snow Town" was created by a seventh-level god, and when she entered the sect that day, although the seventh-level sword god did not show up, the ubiquitous coercion was just like today, but today's coercion was much stronger and more ruthless than that day.

She couldn't have imagined that Fang Ai would be able to invite such a strong person, and the remorse in her heart was simply incomprehensible. Such a strong person, not to mention herself, even the entire Han family, and even the Korean Empire established by the Han family, can't be provoked!

However, Wang Weiquan was not imprisoned, the Fang family's ever-increasing strength had exceeded the bottom line of his bearing, he was afraid that if it dragged on, more enemies would appear, and he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it and flee.

He roared angrily, and the blade brought up a black light, aiming at Fang Aidang's hood.

The entire hall lost its color in the pitch-black sword light, and the space seemed to have become a black and white world, and the silver light on Fang Ai's body was so eye-catching and dazzling in this world, making Wang Weiquan desperate to destroy him.