Chapter 2: Bloody and Stormy Night
Retired from his official uniform, Yue Ming, who was nearly fifty years old, with those eyes that made people dare not look at it again, was murderous.
"I'll let you know what I can do to fight with Dongwu today!" Yue Ming stared at Yang Yan with murderous eyes, and roared in his mouth.
This sentence was deafening, and the people around him who were weak had already fainted, and the others covered their ears and retreated to the side.
Yang Yan didn't say a word, and with a push of his right palm, the purple electricity on his arm broke away and completely sealed Yue Ming in it.
Suddenly, Yue Ming's pupils changed, and his entire eyeball turned black, and the corners of his eyes exuded black gas from time to time. An arrogant and domineering aura shot out from Yue Ming's body in all directions.
Although Yang Yan made a preemptive strike, Yue Ming's skills were completely beyond Yang Yan's imagination.
"He has learned the Black Flame Mind Method of Xiangke Dongwu, and I can't hold it for a long time. Yang Yan felt that Yue Ming's martial arts restrained him everywhere, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, and turned his head to look in the direction of Liu Lao.
After looking at Yang Yan, Liu Lao knocked Yang Ji, who wanted to go out to save his father, and escaped through the secret passage behind his back.
"Hahahaha......" Yang Yan suddenly laughed into the sky, pointed at Yue Ming and said, "The traitor is in charge, I, Yang Yan, have no face to see my father and fellow villagers, I will take you away today and give an explanation to my father and fellow villagers." ”
The sky was thunderous and dark, and yesterday's bright moon seemed to have predicted today's bloody battle, and she did not want to show her face. "Boom!" A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and a thunderclap rang out abruptly, resounding through the sky.
As soon as the voice fell, a giant hand hundreds of feet long, with a devastating purple arc of electricity, poked out from the dark clouds.
The corners of Yue Ming's mouth slanted slightly, his hands were raised, and the two black gases instantly condensed into a huge black palm.
Both palms are slightly touched and walked, never stopping. In the blink of an eye, the two of them have dismantled thousands of moves one after another, and each move burst out with a thunderous sound, reflecting today as if the sky was falling apart.
The strength of the two hands twisted the air in the air together, making a "hissing" tearing sound.
As the top two masters of Dongwu, the surrounding soldiers did not dare to take a step forward, for fear that they would die as soon as they stepped forward!
"I didn't expect Yang Yan's skill to grow a few percent, and now I haven't refined the Black Flame Heart Method, just one move just gave him some pressure and misled him, and if it goes on like this, it will definitely hurt both sides. Yue Ming didn't know that Yang Yan was only fighting desperately because he believed in his first move, and his skills improved slightly, so if Yang Yan continued like this, he would only lose his internal strength first and be defeated by himself.
Thinking of this, Yue Ming opened his mouth and said: "I didn't expect General Wei Zhen to practice diligently in the past few years, and he didn't fall behind me much! It's a pity that your useless son doesn't know martial arts, and he must have been killed by my men now!"
Yang Yan knew that he couldn't listen to him, this secret passage in the mansion was only known to himself and Liu Lao, and others didn't know at all, now he only needed to use his last internal strength to kill Yue Ming with all his strength, even if he couldn't kill him, he had to let him retreat for several years.
Yue Ming saw that Yang Yan was still calm and composed, and this plan could not be achieved, and he thought to himself, "This old thief must have some secret passage to let his son escape, otherwise he will not be entangled with me here." Thinking of this, he had another plan, and then continued: "Yang Yan, these tricks, how can you deceive me, tonight your son will not want to escape from the secret passage! To tell you the truth, I have sent heavy troops to surround every exit of the secret passage, and the lowest martial arts are all four-star warriors of Eastern Wu." ”
Yang Yan frowned slightly, and sneered: "I didn't expect Prime Minister Zuo to be such a despicable person, it can be described as a soldier against a soldier, a general against a general, when Prime Minister Zuo surrendered his identity like that wild dog." ”
Seeing that this had taken effect, Yue Ming laughed and said, "Hahaha...... I am not a soldier against a soldier, a general against a general, it was my men who killed your son, and I did not interfere, so this is not a despicable thing. ”
"You!" Yang Yan's eyes flashed with despair, and he shouted loudly, and the purple electricity in his whole body suddenly thickened several times.
At this moment, Yue Ming found the right opportunity, his wrist was folded, and the black qi instantly wrapped Yang Yan's whole body, and now, Yang Yan was already restless, and the internal force in his body was also surging everywhere, how could he resist this black flame.
"Drink!"
Yue Ming shouted violently, and the black flame instantly tightened, and disappeared into the night sky with Yang Yan's wild scream.
"The rest, no mercy. ”
Yue Ming withdrew his hand and breathed back, and walked out of the main hall with a cold voice.
The night was dark, the breeze was mixed with the strong smell of blood.
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"Back to the emperor, yesterday Weichen remembered that the Panhua stick was still in Yang Yan's mansion, and thought that he would definitely transfer the Panhua stick, so he led the troops to Yang Yan's mansion immediately and sent the whole house away. "In the court, the emperor sat on the dragon chair, and Yue Ming bowed down to report last night's events.
"Have you taken it back?" asked the emperor.
Yue Ming paused and replied, "Weichen is still a step late. ”
"What do you mean to be one step late?" Hearing this, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu answered.
Yue Ming turned his head to look at Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and said with a slight smile: "An Shangshu don't worry, I have already killed Yang Yan when it is too late." ”
The Ministry of Rites Shangshu was stunned for a moment, wrote his fingers, stabilized the emotions in his heart, and replied: "Since it has been killed, why hasn't the Panhua stick been retrieved? ”
"An Wenhao An Shangshu, you can't talk nonsense. Yue Ming deliberately said An Wenhao's name and pressed An Wenhao.
"Can Prime Minister Zuo give a reason, why is the flower stick not there? Can Prime Minister Zuo know how important the Panhua stick is to my Soochow and even the four major countries?" An Wenhao asked calmly.
Yue Ming finally showed a look of shock, but he instantly regained his composure and said slowly: "Therefore, Weichen asked the emperor to order the whole country to arrest Yang Ji, and there is no mercy for killing him!"
Weichen felt that the search for the Panhua stick had nothing to do with the arrest of Yang Yan's son, so Weichen asked the emperor to search for General Weizhen's mansion with all his might. An Wenhao bowed and said.
"What the two Aiqing said is reasonable, since this is the case, they ordered the execution of the two Aiqing's twists and turns at the same time. The emperor looked at the two and said.
"Your Majesty, Emperor. Hearing this, Yue Ming immediately bowed down and replied.
"Your Majesty, it is really difficult to find someone in the vast sea of people, which will definitely consume huge manpower and material resources, and Wei Chen feels that the flower stick must not be in Yang Ji's hands. An Wenhao also immediately stepped forward and said.
In the imperial court, Prime Minister Zuo and Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites are in the highest power, so the other ministers did not dare to step forward to participate in this matter, so they could only follow the two of them to act at the opportunity.
"What does An Shangshu mean by this?" Yue Ming asked.
An Wenhao replied: "Yang Ji is Yang Yan's only son, if Yang Ji escapes, Yang Yan will never put Yang Ji in danger." Therefore, Yang Yan will never hand it over to Yang Ji. An Wenhao's words were indeed reasonable, and several ministers who followed him nodded one after another. "It was imperative that Wechen felt that he had to find the flower stick as quickly as possible, but he couldn't waste a trace of manpower. ”
"It's nonsense, Yang Ji is Yang Yan, his family was beheaded, Yang Ji will definitely seek revenge, and the flower stick can help Yang Ji, how can Yang Yan not give it. ”
"Prime Minister Zuo's words are wrong, Yang Ji doesn't know martial arts, how can he talk about rebellion, everyone knows that Yang Ji can't practice martial arts when he is young, and now the Weizhen faction has also been annihilated in one fell swoop, Yang Ji is in trouble. ”
"Okay!" the emperor suddenly slapped his chair and shouted, "Just do as I say, while the whole country is arresting Yang Ji, and on the other hand, vigorously searching for General Weizhen's mansion!"
"The Emperor's ......"
"Retreat!"
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