Chapter 232 Let go

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Cihang Jingzhai's woman is indeed not simple.

After lobbying by all parties, those who planned to retreat temporarily were also willing to stay and fight Wang Ming to the end.

actually,

In the final analysis, Wang Ming had touched their own interests, otherwise they would not have been able to let Fan Qinghui and the others successfully deceive them.

As for Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, they were simply deceived.

Li Yuanji said to Li Jiancheng: "What should we do now that our father has been arrested?"

Li Jiancheng is also struggling with his father on the one hand and his own desires on the other.

It made him very embarrassed.

The relationship between Li Jiancheng and Li Yuan is still very good.

Li Jiancheng is the eldest son, and Li Yuan has never made any move to abolish him as the prince, so there is not much conflict between them.

The most important thing is that Li Jiancheng's character is inherently weak.

If he had been crueler, he would have become the second emperor of the Tang Dynasty, not Li Shimin.

Li Jiancheng had difficulty making a decision for a while, but when he saw Li Shimin, he immediately asked: "Shimin, what should we choose now?"

For a moment, Li Shimin was in a dilemma.

Because no matter how he answers, this will be a bottomless pit.

Li Shimin speculated in his heart: "Are you trying to trick me, brother? No matter what I say, he will always say that I suggested that he doesn't care about his father's life or death!"

Just the next moment,

Li Shimin no longer has a headache.

Fan Qinghui suddenly shouted: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has an order, and there will be a heavy reward for rescuing His Majesty."

In an instant the battle started again.

Originally, it was impossible for Fan Qinghui to mobilize the people on Li Jiancheng's side to respond, but it was different when the people from the Demon Sect secretly helped.

then,

The battle broke out under Li Jiancheng's stunned expression.

Now, neither the Buddhist sect nor the demonic sect actually cares about Li Shimin or the others.

The most important thing for them now is to solve Yang Guang.

If Yang Guang really wins, it will be a huge blow to them.

When the time comes, don't talk about carrying forward the sect. Whether they can maintain their orthodoxy is still a question.

It is precisely because of this consideration that they are willing to fight to the end.

Whether they are demonic figures or righteous figures, they all know one thing.

That is,

Here, Shi Zhixuan is probably not the only person who dares to say that if he meets Yang Guang alone, he can avoid being beaten to death.

Even if Song Que is such a conceited person, he only has the confidence to die together with Yang Guang.

If this bloodthirsty tiger could be eliminated today, that would be the best result.

Today is also the best time.

If you miss today, it would be extremely difficult to gather so many top Grandmasters.

After Song Que sent away his younger brother Song Zhi, he had completely let go.

Give up fighting for world supremacy,

Let go of the Song clan in Lingnan,

Let go of my feelings for Fan Qinghui.

Putting down his responsibility as the leader of the Song clan,

He had neither victory nor defeat at this time, but only a strong fighting spirit.

Song Que reached for the long knife he carried with him.

The movement of him drawing the sword was as if the whole world had become one with him.

The closer his hand is to the hilt of the knife behind him, the stronger the charm of the power of heaven and earth becomes.

In this state, he is in his most perfect state, with no flaws or gaps to be found.

It just exuded a terrifying sense of oppression, and the pressure of that momentum continued to press towards the Nine Yang Legion beside Wang Ming.

Suddenly,

The soldiers of the Nine Sun Legion were so overwhelmed by this momentum that it was difficult to move, just like the sense of insignificance that humans feel when facing the great force of nature.

"Ah!!" Many people couldn't bear it anymore.

Most of their cultivation levels were catalyzed by Wang Ming, not the result of step-by-step cultivation.

The mood is obviously lacking.

"Dismount!!!" the leader of the Nine Yang Army shouted.

The mounts beneath them collapsed first, trying to escape from this aura-crushing area.

Fu Cailin thought to himself: "The Central Plains is indeed a vast land with abundant resources and outstanding people. After the battle at Siming Mountain, Song Que actually made progress."

Shi Zhixuan, who was on the side, also felt the oppression on Song Que's body, and a faint murderous intent appeared in his eyes, but it disappeared immediately, and he said in his heart: "This Song Que actually shows his true intentions when he comes up, he really leaves no room for mercy!"

Shi Zhixuan couldn't help but sneered and ignored Song Que again.

Kou Zhong was also frightened by Song Que's movements at this time, and couldn't help but said: "The first sword from my father-in-law's move must be shocking to the heavens and the earth, making the ghosts and gods cry. The sword technique has obviously reached the unpredictable level of ghosts and gods. "

The aura on Song Que's body was still rising, as if it could improve endlessly.

Wang Ming glanced at the Jiuyang battle group who was in an extremely embarrassed state at this time, and said secretly: "Sure enough, the Grand Master has huge suppressive power over the Grand Master."

There is a natural chasm between the Grand Master and the Grand Master.

Don't watch Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling show off their various tricks in front of the Grand Master, it's their protagonist's aura that is taking off.

Wang Ming said slowly: "If he is strong, let him be strong, and the breeze will blow on the mountains. If he is strong, let him be strong, and the bright moon will shine on the river. If he is cruel, he will be evil, and I will be full of energy."

After hearing this, the Nine Sun Legion immediately woke up and started to use the "Nine Sun Divine Art" to circulate their Qi.

Three hundred masters all practiced the same martial arts. At this time, they all activated, and their Qi machines instantly connected together.

He stopped Song Que's momentum, which was like Mount Tai collapsing and a tsunami coming.

Song Que originally wanted to use his momentum to defeat these masters. Later, he could use less effort. He could not do anything when he saw his master, so he shouted:

"kill!"

My hand holding the handle of the knife gently exerted force.

"Qiang!"

The moment the broad-backed sword came out of its scabbard, no more than half a foot away, Song Que quickly accelerated, and with an astonishing technique that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, he suddenly grasped the handle of the sword.

Outside Luoyang City,

The entire battlefield was filled with a chilling atmosphere. The sky sword cut through the void with a flash of light. All the energy of life and death in the world was concentrated on the blade. The stars and moon in the sky seemed to be eclipsed at this moment.

This feeling is so strange and strange that it is difficult to explain and cannot be described.

Song Que slashed out with his sword, and a blade of dozens of meters shot out, instantly cutting through the momentum of the Nine Yang Army.

Facing the sword that was coming from the force of heaven and earth, the Nine Sun Legion knew that it was unable to resist, and immediately separated to avoid it on both sides.

"Boom!"

Wherever the heavenly sword Song Que slashed out, he immediately thought of Wang Ming and rushed over.

His sword didn't make any sound of breaking the wind, and he didn't feel the slightest bit of sword energy, but the strong sense of oppression still enveloped everyone in the room.

"Beep! Cry!"

"Beep!"



Facing the menacing Song Que, Wang Ming also took out a long knife and started fighting with Song Que.

Song Que's move at this time only had one word - fast.

Extremely fast.

Their weapons were colliding as fast as they could, engaging in a desperate fight.