"Prime Minister in Black" Du Guangxiao could not hide the murderous intent in his heart at this moment.

Beneath the black monk's robe was a face full of evil spirit.

Although he is a monk, there are thousands of blood stained on his hands.

The golden light that was as thick as an arm came in the blink of an eye, and Yebei held the Beiwang knife and slashed it directly, and the crimson light slashed through.

Airplanes!

A roar resounded all around, and the Beiwang Knife directly cut off the golden light, but the blade of the knife trembled faintly, and a hidden force instantly swam along the blade of the knife on the arm.

Boom!

Yebei exerted his strength again, and the invisible true qi wrapped around his arm, shattering the force that came.

Under the blow, the corners of Du Guangxiao's mouth were slightly raised.

"Since there are injuries in your body, then you shouldn't come here today."

Yebei returned from Wusheng Mountain, and the injuries in his body had not fully recovered, how could Tianwei's injuries be so easy to heal.

After the words fell, Du Guangxiao continued to speak: "Yebei, you kneel down now and admit your mistakes, and repent for life in Yanyun Temple, if not, the old man will overtake you today." ”

Such words made Yebei smile.

Let the dignified king of the north kneel down and admit his mistakes and repent in front of the Buddha?

This is not insulting the north of the night, but insulting millions of soldiers on the frontier!

The next moment, Yebei didn't say a word, the Beiwang knife in his hand danced violently, and the crimson light slashed directly at Du Guangxiao.

There is no need to say more.

Du Guangxiao's face was gloomy, the light of the Zen staff in his hand increased by three points, and he shouted coldly: "You dare to fight back!" Get down on your knees and confess your sins and atone for your sins! ”

When the words fell, the Zen staff suddenly pointed at it, and forcibly blocked Yebei's knife, but it didn't fall into the wind.

Dressed in a black robe, under the cultivation of Buddhism, this Du Guangxiao actually reached the strength of the half-step saint realm.

This is also the strongest martial artist that Yebei has encountered for so many years.

A few decades ago, he was a general of the Hua Kingdom, and his talent was not an ordinary person, if this old guy was allowed to practice in this Yanyun Mountain for a few more years, he would definitely step into the holy realm.

There was a crackling sound, and invisible waves swept around, and dust flew up.

The shadow was also shocked, never expecting that Du Guangxiao, who never showed up on weekdays, would achieve such a cultivation.

Long Yanyan, who was not far away, was as pale as paper, blood stains were dripping from the corners of his mouth, and he looked at the two people in the confrontation in the distance, and his face could not hide his solemnity.

If you say that you know Du Guangxiao, I am afraid that he is the only one in the world.

Sixty years ago, Du Guangxiao, as the marshal of the country, had already reached the strength of the seven-star god of war.

You must know that Long Yanyan only reached the nine-star with the power of national fortune back then.

Obviously, in terms of talent, Long Yanyan is not as good as him Du Guangxiao, so Long Yanyan was also afraid of Du Guangxiao back then.

The merit is high and the power is high, once there is a rebellion, Long Yanyan has no confidence that he can resist it.

However, Huaguo was embattled back then, and Long Yanyan had to reuse Du Guangxiao.

Therefore, when Du Guangxiao proposed to go to Yanyun Mountain, although Long Yanyan was retained on the surface, he still put down a boulder that had been pressed on his chest for many years in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, more than 50 years have passed, although Du Guangxiao is the "prime minister in black", he has never asked about the affairs of the government, let alone rebelled, and even for a while, Long Yanyan almost forgot that such a person existed.

It's just that right now, with Du Guangxiao's talent, what kind of realm his cultivation has reached, although Long Yanyan is not clear, it must be extremely terrifying.

Under the blow, the black robe and white clothes stood facing each other, more than ten meters apart.

The wind howled at the top of the mountain, bringing up clouds of dust.

Du Guangxiao stared at the white-clothed young man in front of him with cloudy eyes, and did not make another move, but slowly spoke: "At such an age, to be able to reach this realm, you can really be called a genius in the sky." ”

The indifferent words fell, but the faces of several yellow-clothed monks behind him moved slightly.

It seems to be an extremely ordinary sentence, but it makes their hearts ripple and be horrified.

For decades, the only person who can make Master Chongtang evaluate like this is this young man in white.

There are only more than ten people in Yanyun Temple, compared to the outside monasteries, the number of people is extremely shabby, but those who can stay here all have extraordinary talents, otherwise, Master Chongtang will not let them stay at all.

However, the four words of Tianzhongzhicai, at least in Yanyun Temple, no one is worthy of it.

"Long Yanyan, when I was bent on stepping into this Yanyun Temple, were you surprised?" Du Guangxiao felt the gaze that was always staring at him in the distance, and spoke indifferently.

Long Yanyan's face was expressionless and did not answer.

At that time, this question really puzzled him for a long time.

But Du Guangxiao did not continue to explain, and his eyes moved to Yebei again.

"The Hidden World Sect was destroyed, did you do it?"

Long Yanyan can now break through the King Realm and reach the Emperor Realm, it must be this result, and with Long Yanyan's ability, it is impossible to do it, the only thing that can be done is the person in front of him.

Regarding this question, Yebei smiled slightly and did not speak.

Du Guangxiao didn't ask, but said something that shocked the audience.

"With your ability, it's a pity to guard the frontier, do you want to share these thousands of miles with me?"

When the words fell, the audience was shocked.

"Father, father?" Tang Shan was shocked, this sentence is tantamount to rebellion.

Today's father's words and deeds are completely different from the past, they are simply thunder after thunder.

Du Guangxiao's face was unwavering, and since he dared to say this, he had enough confidence.

The reason why he has endured for so many years is that he is also restricted by his hidden sect, and he knows it earlier than Long Yanyan.

Although Long Yanyan is the lord of a country, with Du Guangxiao's talent and identity as the marshal of the country, he is even more feared by the Hidden World Sect, and if he is allowed to develop, he will inevitably be more threatening than Long Yanyan.

When his wife was killed, Du Guangxiao had the intention of rebellion, but even if he killed Long Yanyan, at that time, he couldn't sit on the dragon chair at all.

Choosing to step into the path of Yanyun Temple is to let the Hidden World Sect completely let down its guard, only in this way can he cultivate with peace of mind and complete his grand hegemony.

Wearing a black monk's robe, he has the right to intervene in the government, but he has never asked for so many years, because he doesn't want to attract anyone's attention, let alone the attention of the hidden sect.

In the past few decades, he has indeed done it, except for Tang Shan and Tang Haofeng, no one remembers that there is such a "black-clothed prime minister" in Huaguo.

Originally, he wanted to wait until the moment he stepped into the Holy Realm before he made a move, but now, since the Hidden World Sect was destroyed, he didn't need to scruple about it.

And Yebei, since it can destroy the major hidden world sects, its strength must have reached the peak of the Emperor Realm, or even the Holy Realm.

However, Du Guangxiao didn't care, even if Yebei reached the holy realm, he was not afraid.

However, such a genius can be used for his own use, that is to add wings to the tiger, which is the best policy.

When Yebei heard this, he smiled indifferently.

"I thought you were devoted to the Buddha, but now it seems that this is not the only case."

"The Buddha is in the heart, the power is at the feet, I want both." Du Guangxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and it was difficult to hide his lack of hunger.

The matter has come to this, what are the scruples.

Sitting on the dragon chair, the power is in hand, and the blessing of children and grandchildren.

This is the seed buried in the depths of his heart the moment his wife was killed, and it is what he deserves.

Now, here it is.