Watching Huang Taiji's head fall to the ground, Yuan Chengzhi only felt that his mind was empty, and he felt a great sense of loss in his heart, but there was no joy in his heart. He couldn't tell what was going on with this feeling.

Yang Yi is not a sensual person like Yuan Chengzhi, after he killed Huang Taiji, he only felt extremely happy in his heart.

Thinking about the historical knowledge he learned in his previous life, after this Tartar entered the customs, he killed countless Han people, forcibly changed his clothes, changed his hairstyle, suppressed the Han people, elevated the Manchus, and tampered with the classics. After doing such evil things, the leader of this tartar is really guilty, and it is not too much to kill him a hundred times.

Thinking about it like this, I feel that killing Huang Taiji alone is really incomprehensible, and it can't solve the big problem. Kill Huang Taiji, maybe there will be black Taiji, white Taiji, and other Tartar leaders in the future. Now it is necessary to cut down the grass and kill all the leaders of these Tartars, big and small, so that they can be caught in infighting and have no time to be distracted.

Thinking of this, Yang Yi unlocked the acupoint of Yu Zhenzi next to him, and said with a smile: "Some time ago, I fought with the Musang Dao people, and the old cow's nose personality is very suitable for my temper, since I met his junior brother today, since he can't do it, then I will help him clean up the portal." ”

As he spoke, he rubbed the golden snake sword against Yu Zhenzi's heart: "Yu Zhenzi, you can also tell me your last words." ”

Yuan Chengzhi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought that this person would also be able to do a variety of changes, this magic practice is the unique practice of the Iron Sword Gate, and non-Iron Sword Gate people will not do this, it seems that this Jade Zhenzi may really be the junior disciple of the Musang Daoist. When he saw that Yang Yi really wanted to kill Yu Zhenzi, he felt a little unbearable, so he stepped forward to dissuade him: "Yang ...... Hero, although this person took refuge in the Tartars, we don't know what evil deeds he has done, don't rush to kill him first, and it's not too late to kill him when we find out later. ”

Yang Yi looked at Yuan Chengzhi and shook his head and said, "You are far worse than your father! Although your father doesn't know much kung fu, he is decisive in killing, and he can be regarded as the number one person." As his son, you are so shrunk in doing things, you are really a tiger father and a dog, which is sighing. As he spoke, he really sighed deeply.

Yuan Chengzhi's face turned red and he didn't know how to answer.

At this moment, Yu Zhenzi jumped suddenly, his hands shook, and a flying needle flew towards Yang Yi, and at the same time, his feet bounced up, and he accelerated back lifelessly.

With a wave of Yang Yi's hand, all the flying needles of Yu Zhenzi were caught by the sword light of the golden snake, and then Yang Yi smiled, and with another wave of the sword, the flying needles shot towards their owners.

In Yu Zhenzi's miserable scream, Yang Yi threw the golden snake sword to Yuan Chengzhi, and casually picked up an ordinary long sword from the ground: "This sword will be returned to you, you should leave quickly." ”

Yuan Chengzhi asked in surprise, "You're not leaving?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Why should I leave? There are so many Tartars in this whole Shengjing, how can I leave if I don't kill him?"

Yuan Chengzhi said: "Then I'll accompany you!"

Yang Yi scolded with a smile: "Get out of yours! You can't do kung fu, let's practice for a few more decades." ”

Yuan Chengzhi said: "That...... ...... I?" He was clumsy for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Yang Yi said: "Get out! You are in the way here, if you don't rush out now, wait until the soldiers come over, with your skills, you will never be able to escape." Can't you let me save you?"

At this moment, the sound of soldiers running in the palace was heard, and it seemed that the army of the Tartars had already driven over.

At this time, he couldn't hesitate for a moment, Yuan Chengzhi took a deep breath and said, "You...... Take care!" put away the golden snake sword, flew up, and went far away.

Yang Yi saw Yuan Chengzhi leaving, shook his head and said with a smile to himself: "The courage of the horseman, the courage of the horseman, Huang Taiji, you said that you died at the hands of the horseman, and you are unwilling." It seems that in your heart, you look down on the brave and ruthless. ”

"But you still died in the hands of the master, in the hands of the martial artist you look down on!"

"It can be seen that this martial artist has reached a certain level, and it is enough to influence the world and shake the national weapon, which is also as unbearable as you think. ”

Talking to himself for a while, Yang Yi walked to the dragon chair in the main hall, sat on the chair with his hands on the armrests on both sides, looked down on all the things in the hall, and sat condescendingly.

"Huh, that's an interesting feeling!"

Yang Yi felt it very strangely, "Sure enough, it is the ass that determines the thought, and this chair is made high above and looks down on all beings, which really makes some sense." ”

Yang Yi squinted and sat upright, and after a while, his mood actually entered a strange realm, he was like a god king of the ages, sitting upright in the sky, looking down on all sentient beings, and the heaven and earth were overturned only in his own thoughts. At the same time, the true qi in the body is bubbling and flowing, and it has deviated from the category of the "self-cultivation" stage in the Confucian mind, and suddenly jumped to the stage of "governing the country", and then it was a leap, and several leaps in succession, from "self-cultivation" to "Qi family", from Qi family to "governing the country" The internal qi has been running several times, and the path walked is already the way of internal force walking in the highest stage of Confucianism.

At this moment, Yang Yi had already forgotten himself, his mind was dark, he was thoughtless, and he had entered the supreme realm of great silence and great joy of the unity of heaven and man that ordinary martial arts characters could not reach. Heaven and earth creatures in this realm, heaven and man sympathetic, heaven and earth are me, I am heaven and earth, the vitality in the body and heaven and earth are combined, the Tao rhyme is natural, if the spirit flashes, a thought of sanctification is not impossible. It is the supreme great master, and he is also extremely envious of this legendary realm.

Legend has it that the Buddha became a Buddha, the Taoist ancestor enlightened the Tao, and the demon lord became a demon with a thought, all of which were inspired by the great realm of the unity of heaven and man.

It's just that this kind of realm of looking directly at the avenue can be encountered but not sought, throughout the ages, there are not more than a palm of those who can have this creation, and those who have this opportunity are all the masters of a vein that creates the source.

It's just that Yang Yi got this great opportunity to create the moment, but it was extremely inappropriate, just when he was thinking about the flow of the heavenly heart and peeking at the mystery of the Great Dao, suddenly the inner warning came, and when he opened his eyes urgently, he had already found that there were several arrows shot in front of him.

Stretching out his hand to pull the arrow away, Yang Yi was slightly stunned before he remembered where he was.

He was in harmony with the Dao just now, and his mind peeked into the flow of heaven, although it was only a moment outside, but his mind was immersed in the Dao, and he felt that it had been a thousand years.

Yang Yi, who came back to his senses, was at first at a loss, and when he reacted, he couldn't help but be angry!

Although he didn't know what the situation was like in that realm just now, there was a voice in his heart that told him that he had lost an extremely rare opportunity!

At this moment, the hall was already full of Tartar soldiers, led by a middle-aged man, with a thin face and a fierce face. Seeing Yang Yi sitting on the dragon chair, he just waved his hand and knocked away a few arrows that had been shot over, he was taken aback and shouted loudly: "The first emperor was assassinated, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were killed, but what did you do?"

Yang Yi slowly stood up from the dragon chair and said in a low voice, "Who are you?"

The thin man said, "This king Dorgon, bold assassin, who is it that colluded with you to come and kill my Houjin Junchen?"

Yang Yi picked up the long sword beside him and said lightly: "You don't need to know anymore, what is the use of a dying person who knows too much?"

Dolgon was furious and ordered the sergeants on the left and right: "Catch the assassin and torture him!"

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