"Xiao An, you...they are outnumbered and I want to stay and help you."
A Tuo didn't want to leave. Even if Yang Feng said this, he still stood where he was.
Hiding his sword, he looked at the two of them without saying a word. If he hadn't been worried about Leng Wushuang's safety, he wouldn't have hesitated at all.
"Let's go!"
Hidden Sword's slightly magnetic voice sounded.
"Zangjian, stop!"
Leng Wushuang did not move, but stood still.
There seemed to be a layer of ice in her eyes, as thin as cicada wings.
The tone of his words was even more unquestionable.
"Wushuang, things are beyond your control. You know, I just hope you are safe."
Hiding the sword, the raised steps stopped in mid-air.
But he still didn't look back.
"Why? I've already made it clear to you, why are you still caring about me like this? Do you know? The more you act like this, the deeper I owe you."
Leng Wushuang is also a human being. She just doesn't want to accept the outside world with her heart, so she keeps her heart sealed.
She was not truly hard-hearted.
She just wanted to pretend to turn a blind eye to Zangjian's contribution to her over the years and let Zangjian give up the slightest thought for her in his heart.
But Zang Jian stood up for her time and time again.
Unknowingly, she owed Hidden Sword a debt that she would never be able to repay in her lifetime.
"Wushuang, I never thought about asking you to repay anything? As I said before, it's my business to like you, and it's your business if you don't like me."
When Zang Jian said this, he tried to keep his voice calm.
"Haha! If you don't want to leave, then you all can stay!"
A voice came from outside the Imperial Residence.
boom!
Along with the Imperial Residence, two closed doors opened at the same time.
Two men wearing purple and gold armor appeared in the imperial residence.
The dazzling light outside gave the dark emperor a touch of warmth inside.
"Your Majesty, I am waiting for help to come too late. Please punish me, Your Majesty!"
The two men wearing purple and gold armor turned out to be the two generals protecting the country in Daxia today, the two brothers Hou Chonghu and Hou Chonglong.
Both of their swordsmanship are Nine Realm swordsmanship, the pinnacle of the Ninth Realm, the first stage, Shen Yun.
Swordsmanship must first have charm. Only with the blessing of charm can the sword moves be effective.
Instead of being stiff and stiff, the sword moves danced like that have no soul.
"Hou Chonghu, Hou Chonglong, right? You want to save him, right? If you dare to take a step forward, I will break him up!"
Yang Feng controlled the flying sword, one sword was pressed against Xia Yuan's neck, and the other sword had already penetrated Xia Yuan's waist.
It's just that the wound is shallow and not fatal, but over time and excessive blood loss, he will die.
"you dare!"
"Stop! What do you want? As long as you ask, we can give you whatever we have."
Yang Feng shook his head.
"You can't give me what I want, so you should just die for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Feng controlled a flying sword and stabbed at Hou Chonghu and Hou Chonglong.
The speed of the flying sword was so fast that it was as powerful as Hou Chonglong and Hou Chonghu. They had no time to dodge, and the flying sword left marks on their wrists at the same time.
"Flying sword?! This is impossible! You are not..."
"How come you are allowed to pursue the secret method of immortality, but you are not allowed to use the flying sword?"
Yang Feng rolled his eyes at one of them.
Still extremely strong, Xia Yuan's people were asked to step back, and slowly everyone made way for Yang Feng.
I'm really afraid that if he's not careful, Yang Feng will do something drastic.
"Azuo, Zangjian, Jiang Tian, please leave quickly."
Yang Feng told Jiang Tian and others where he hid his 70,000 troops.
In the end, A Tuo had no choice but to leave.
"Yang An, if you let me go now, I can still give you a happy life, otherwise..."
"Uh-huh!"
Yang Feng's flying sword penetrated Xia Yuan's thigh.
A scream sounded.
Everyone gasped. Is this man named Yang dying?
Can't you see the situation clearly?
There are no less than a hundred masters, swordsmen, and swordsmen from the Nine Realms.
There were no less than a thousand people from the Royal Forest Army and Imperial Guards, and they surrounded Yang Feng.
At that time, Yang Feng's expression remained unchanged.
The key to holding Xia Yuan hostage is that he still dares to interfere with Xia Yuan. Are you really not afraid that Xia Yuan will risk his life and hold him back?
"Xia Yuan, why don't you put down your so-called emperor's dignity now? It's time for you to answer my previous question."
Afraid? It doesn't exist. Yang Feng now has flying swordsmanship, Shangruoshui swordsmanship, and sword-breaking swordsmanship.
Breaking through ten thousand armors is not a problem. Even if he faces this master of swordsmanship, he still has confidence.
"Oh, do you think you can survive if you kill me? As for your previous question, I think you should have the answer in your heart."
Xia Yuan was always an emperor. In the face of Yang Feng's coercion, despite his fear, he was still able to control himself and did not lose control, because in his heart, he still had the weight to continue negotiating with Yang Feng.
"I see that you don't shed tears until you see the coffin. Do you think I dare not kill you? To tell you the truth, if you weren't still of some use, your so-called emperor would be no different from that mortal in my eyes."
As he spoke, the two flying swords on Yang Feng's body continued to enlarge in Xia Yuan's pupils.
The people around could only watch anxiously.
"Well, Yang An, don't be impulsive. If you dare to hurt the Holy Lord, you will die too, and I guarantee you will die miserably." m.
Hou Chonghu barely had the courage to say it.
"I don't know whether my death will be ugly or not, but the life and death of your Holy One depends on my thoughts. If you force me again, I will not be soft."
Carrying the Fierce Sun Sword on his back and surrounded by two flying swords, these people in front of him could not easily get close to Yang Feng.
"Yang An, your father died twenty years ago..."
call out!
Poof!
One of the two flying swords standing next to Yang Feng flew out, and a head rolled to the ground.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Iron-blooded means.
This refreshed the surrounding experts' understanding of Yang Feng again.
Yang Zhong's son is not only good at appearance. Even the ruthlessness in his bones has been perfectly inherited.
"Don't lie to me, don't think I don't know. Over the years, you have been looking for the art of immortality. My father is the youngest and most promising to become a master after senior Dugu Baitian. Of course you hope to learn from him. Find what you call the method of immortality."
Yang Feng knew full well that these people were lying to him, or in other words, they wanted to disturb his state of mind.
"Yang An, you are very smart. Your father is indeed still alive, but if I die, you will never see him in this life."
When Xia Yuan said this, it was obvious that there was a threat.
"Old man, if there is anything wrong with my father, I won't mind destroying your so-called dynasty."
Yang Fenghe heard Xia Yuan's words and felt relieved.
His father was indeed not dead. Xia Yuan was so frantic in pursuing the art of immortality that he and his mother were kept in the dark for more than twenty years.
He also learned about it by accident.
"Hmph! If you want to see your father, do as I say, otherwise we will break up."
Xia Yuan had been dealing with Yang Feng for so long, and he also caught Yang Feng's weakness, family affection.
Xia Yuan, who was born in an imperial family since childhood, the word family affection has long faded in his memory. It is said that the imperial family is the most unkind.
Yang Feng is a swordsman with superb swordsmanship, but he has no worries in his heart. In Xia Yuan, such a person is destined not to go far.
"Let me see my father first, otherwise I won't mind killing you. Believe me, if I am really determined to kill you, no one here can stop me."
Although Yang Feng's soul comes from another world, he is connected by blood. He has lost his father since he was born. It would be a lie to say that he does not miss him.
"Okay, everyone, step back and follow me!"
Xia Yuan had a plan in mind and ordered the people around him to make way.
Hou Chonghu, Hou Chonglong and others frowned, but they did not dare to disobey Xia Yuan's order and waved their hands to let the army make way.
Yang Feng took Xia Yuan hostage and walked out of the Imperial Residence.
The emperor lives outside.
The Tianming Organization headed by Xu Liu clenched their fists as they looked at the direction Yang Feng was leaving.
"Young Master Yang..."
"Why!"
The eleven people could only watch Yang Feng leave in a dark corner.
"Is this your courage as a killer? Is this how I teach you?"
A man in plain clothes appeared in front of them.
His eyes were staring straight ahead.
"Master, our... subordinates are incompetent!"
"This subordinate is incompetent, please punish me!"
"My subordinates are incompetent!"
…
Hidden Sword escorted Leng Wushuang, returned to the army, and then turned back.
Yang Feng's position in his heart was also very important. He couldn't just watch Yang Feng die like this.
"You are indeed incompetent and you should be punished, but not now. I have brought five hundred killers from our destiny organization. Let's give it a try this time!"
At this juncture, Zangjian knew that there was no retreat. Yang Feng's swordsmanship talent was as good as that of the one from three hundred years ago. If he died like this.
Then maybe he will never meet such a person in his life.
"We are willing to follow the destiny of the Lord and give it a try!"
"We are willing to follow the destiny of the Lord and give it a try!"
…
There are five hundred people in the Tianming Organization, and every one of them has a look of death on their faces.
This assassination was a narrow escape from death. If a miracle could not be created, death would be inevitable.
Seeing everyone's performance, Zangjian didn't say anything, but walked alone at the front.
Outside the imperial capital.
Jiang Tian, Jiang Yu and others led an army of 70,000 people.
The cavalry knocked at the gate of the imperial capital.
A huge team entered the city.
The ministers in the palace could not sit still.
The cavalry have all arrived at the doorstep.
"Your Majesty, we are in a dangerous situation. Now the enemy is approaching the city. We must send troops to fight to the death!"
"What Mr. Peng said is absolutely true. The remnant of the Jiang Dynasty dares to invade the territory of our Daxia Dynasty. This time he will never come back."
The feud between Jiang Dynasty and Daxia has been deep. Daxia has long wanted to encircle and suppress the remaining remnants of Jiang Dynasty. However, due to the terrain of Duanmai Mountain, it is easy to defend but difficult to attack.
Therefore, every time we sent troops, they all returned without success.
This time it was different. Jiang Chao left Duanmai Mountain and entered the capital of the imperial dynasty.
The dynasty's powerful army of one hundred thousand tigers and wolves has long been hungry and thirsty.
On this land, it is even more like walking on flat ground.
"Now that the Holy One is away, it will be difficult to mobilize the Tiger Spray Cavalry."
"Without the Tiger Talisman, we have to sit back and wait for death. What's more, the Holy One is being held hostage. What if the remnant of the Yang family accidentally hurts the Holy Dragon's body, can you and I afford it?"
Peng Xian stood up, raised his arms and called out.
"Yes! What General Peng said makes sense. If your Majesty suffers any loss, it will be too late by then."
Someone stood up and echoed.
"Let's go, I will personally dispatch troops and generals. If you don't believe me, they won't come."
…
The calm before the storm.
Yang Feng was taken by Xia Yuan to a relatively remote place in the palace.
There are few people on the ground.
The wall here gave Yang Feng a strange feeling. It was made of basalt on the surface and filled with fine iron on the inside.
Xia Yuan couldn't express his happiness or anger, and his face remained expressionless.
In fact, my heart is already roaring.
This is where Yang Zhong was imprisoned, but it was also the place where Yang Feng died.
The group of people following behind didn't know that there was such a place in the palace.
"This is the prison specially prepared by His Majesty in the early years to punish those disobedient subordinates."
"How many prisoners are held in this prison?"
…
Hou Chonghu, Hou Chonglong and others were whispering.
"How many prisoners are there?"
"This number."
They were answered by an old man at the door of the prison.
This old man is missing an arm and a leg.
Leaning on crutches, like a soldier on guard.
The old man's fingers were bent in an awkward shape due to aging.
Show three fingers.
"Who are you……"
Hou Chonghu stared closely at the old man's weathered face.
Trying to read something on the old man's face.
But unfortunately, he didn't get what he wanted.
"Me? I have forgotten who I am. I only remember that I am the controller of this prison."
The old man's tone of voice and hoarse voice gave people an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
"Tiannu, open the prison, I want to go in."
Xia Yuan didn't say a word.
"yes."
It turns out that this old man is called Tiannu.
"Ha! Xia Yuan, you'd better pray that my father is fine, otherwise I will overturn this place."
"Young man, this is a prison, the first prison in the Great Xia Dynasty. There is no room for any excess."
Tiannu, leaning on a cane, had an afterimage, and with just one breath, he came to Yang Feng's side.
pity!
He didn't expect that Yang Feng's proficiency with flying swords exceeded his expectations.
The sword energy sapling in the Dantian area is swaying and dancing, and sword energy is rippling around it.
The majestic sword energy.
"This sword energy is very good!"
Tiannu, there was a foul smell coming from his body, and his body began to fester.
But the incredible thing is.
He blocked Yang Feng's flying sword.
No one knows what methods he used.
"Your vitality!"
There are all kinds of qi in the world, including sword qi, death qi, and vitality.
Others didn't know what methods Tiannu used just now, how could Yang Feng not know, this was clearly death energy.
Consuming life force and gaining death energy, it offsets the sword energy condensed by Yang Feng's flying sword just now.
Tiannu was ten times more shocked than Yang Feng.
Sword energy!
In this world, there are actually people who can condense sword energy.
Tiannu has been chasing sword energy since he was a child.
Unfortunately, he couldn't figure it out for a long time. In the end, he learned that the human body was not suitable for condensing sword energy, or to be more precise, there was something missing between heaven and earth.
Some people died, but not completely...
