The smoke and dust cleared, and the figures of the three appeared on the Jinluan Palace, which was already in ruins. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw Shen Yu standing with his hands in his hands first, dressed in white, looking directly at the royal family under the ruins with a proud face!

On the opposite side, Wang Guanghua, under the protection of the Zongren Mansion, looked up at Shen Yu above the ruins with a sinking face. It's just that the elites of the Zongren Mansion are all chaotic and withered, and the royal condescending bearing is gone at this moment.

"Emperor Lao'er, what do you think of my opinion?"

Shen Yu's voice without the slightest emotion came from above the ruins.

A faint look of humiliation flashed in Wang Guanghua's eyes, and then he said in a somewhat hoarse voice:

"Yes, I promise you. There is a debtor who is wronged, and the disaster will not affect the family!"

Shen Yu nodded with satisfaction and said:

"I know that you are very dissatisfied in your heart, and even want to kill me, which is understandable, after all, today I slapped your so-called royal face. But it's still the same sentence, what means are there I'm waiting for, if my family is missing a hair, Shen will definitely wash the capital in blood, and he will do what he says!"

Wang Guanghua said with a flat expression: "Kill chickens and monkeys, or kill monkeys and respect chickens?" Your goal has been achieved, and my Jinluan Palace has also been demolished by you, so you should go, right?"

"Let's go?" Shen Yu kicked lightly under his feet, stepping on the moonlight and falling from the ruins, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "This is to drive people away?"

"Young man, what else do you want, do you really want to break the net?"

Before Wang Guanghua could speak, the white-haired old man in the Zongren Mansion suddenly glared angrily at Shen Yu.

"Shen has been strapped for money recently, and the Great Song Dynasty is even richer in the world, so you, the emperor?"

Shen Yu ignored the white-haired old man in the Zongren Mansion, but looked directly at Wang Guanghua and said in a faint manner.

"Bastard, do you want to be a robber again?" the white-haired old man was even more angry when he heard this.

At this time, Yu Hua and Hu Li also jumped down from the ruins, only to see Yu Hua's bear face grinning loudly:

"How can you say that robbers, after such a fight, they have been hungry for a long time, and the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, old man, are you right?"

"You!" The white-haired old man's eyes widened, and he didn't come up in one breath, the dignified family, and even more noble cultivators, the first time I heard someone use the words that the emperor is not a hungry soldier to mess around, and for a while, the white-haired old man was stunned and didn't come up with a word to refute.

Shen Yu glanced at Yu Hua approvingly, Hun people also have the benefits of Hun people!

Then focused his eyes on Wang Guanghua's face, and Shen Yu looked at Wang Guanghua with a smile on his face.

Wang Guanghua's fists hidden under the wide dragon robe were clenched together, and his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh and blood, but his face was still calm, and after a long time, Wang Guanghua said a little hoarsely:

"Say, whatever you want, I'll give it. ”

Shen Yu nodded with a smile, opened his mouth and said, "Two hundred thousand spirit stones!"

"You!" Wang Guanghua's face flashed with anger, 200,000 spirit stones? That is the accumulation of a year in the Great Song Dynasty after throwing away all kinds of offerings!

However, the anger on Wang Guanghua's face only disappeared for a moment, and then he regained his composure again:

"Impossible, 80,000 at most!"

"170,000!"

"The surname is Shen, don't deceive people too much! 100,000 at most, otherwise I'd rather die with you!"

When Shen Yu heard this, his eyes suddenly rolled, and then he showed a sly smile:

"Okay, deal. But I want the magic weapon sword in the old man's hand!"

As he spoke, he pointed towards the white-haired old man who was the leader of the Zongren Mansion.

Wang Guanghua glanced at Shen Yu deeply, and sighed slightly: "Okay, I will send someone to fetch the spirit stone now, take the spirit stone and magic weapon and leave, I don't welcome you in this capital." ”

At this moment, the white-haired old man suddenly said with a look of disbelief: "Your Majesty, no, no!"

Wang Guanghua glanced back at the white-haired old man, there was a lot of information hidden in his eyes, and then he said: "Uncle Huang, it's just a magic weapon, just give it to him!"

The white-haired old man understood the meaning of Wang Guanghua's eyes in an instant, and temporarily compromised for the time being, this revenge will be retribution in the future, and they will definitely die a good death!

But the white-haired old man understood whether he understood, or said inexplicably with heartache:

"Your Majesty, I'm a sword cultivator!"

Wang Guanghua is not a cultivator after all, and when he heard this, he thought that his imperial uncle was afraid that without a magic weapon in his hand, his combat power would be insufficient, so he immediately said: "It's okay, I will definitely find a better magic weapon for my imperial uncle in the future!"

When the white-haired old man heard this, his aura suddenly became dark.

In the eyes of Shen Yu and the others, the vibrant sword intent of the white-haired old man's body also seemed a little dead and silent at this moment.

The smile in Shen Yu's eyes flashed, this is what he wanted!

"This Wang Guanghua is really as I expected, Yu Xiu can be said to be not interested in cultivation at all, and he doesn't understand. In his eyes, it was enough to be able to rule over these monks. A high-grade magic weapon, in the heart of you, the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, can naturally be temporarily forbearance.

But it's because of your ignorance that the strongest sword cultivator under your command was broken by your sword intent like this!

The old man is a member of the royal family, so he naturally understands that the emperor's order is difficult to disobey and the family is the first. But at the same time, he is a sword cultivator who would rather bend than bend, and according to my observation, the old man's temperament is also very stubborn, as far as he is concerned, letting him give up the sword in his hand is to let him give up his Dao!

Whether you choose kendo or family, some seeds will be planted eventually. ”

Looking at the white-haired old man's sudden sense of twilight, Shen Yu knew that his goal had been achieved, so he stopped pestering and nodded to Hu Li to take the long sword.

I saw Hu Li nodded, strode towards the white-haired sword cultivator, and dragged it towards the long sword in the old man's hand.

"Huh?" Unexpectedly, the old man held the long sword very tightly, and the green tendons in his hand involuntarily burst out.

The old man lowered his head and looked at the long sword in his hand that was tightly held by him.

His talent is just average, but fortunately, his perseverance is enough, and he has been alone in one step and the cultivation of the royal family, so that he can get this long sword in the late stage of qi training.

Then, this long sword followed him to this day, and I don't know how many enemies he killed with the long sword in his hand in order to defend the position of this family.

In his eyes, this long sword is even more important than his own heirs. However, everything about himself is cultivated by the family. And now, the head of this family, his own juniors, just let me give it to others?

For a while, the old sword cultivator fell into an unprecedented confusion. He didn't even know that Hu Li was pulling the long sword, but he just subconsciously held the long sword in his hand very tightly.

Seeing this, Hu Li inevitably flashed a trace of anger in his heart, is this not giving face to the tiger master?

Immediately, the Tiger Demon practiced the skill of bone fist, and a majestic force slapped on the spine of the sword, and the old man's hand was unstable, and the long sword finally came out of his hand!

Hu Li grabbed the long sword, snorted coldly, and returned to Shen Yu's side without looking back.

Shen Yu touched his chin, looked at the white-haired old man who seemed to have lost the most precious thing in his life, and couldn't help but secretly say with a bad taste in his heart:

"How do you feel like I've become a villain? Will Long Aotian, Han Li, and this kind of protagonist blow up in the future?"