Martial God of Myriad Realms Chapter 100: Rigid and soft together

　　 Yang Zhong saw the crown prince come out, and temporarily put aside the matter with the heartbroken man. No matter how powerful this heartbroken man was, it was shocking. It seemed that he didn’t have any malice against Yang Zhong for the time being, so I don’t care about him for now. After tidying up the prince.

　　 Yang Zhong stepped up and twisted the collar of Prince Wang Yulong, "Good boy, even got all the wills, it seems that the dog emperor is dead."

　　 said, nodded and snatched the will, "Let me see what is written, ha ha, the crown prince Yulong, the character is precious, and he will be able to overcome the great unification. He will succeed in succeeding. , Following the throne of emperor."

　　 "You really **** dare to write!" Yang Zhong snapped the imperial decree on Wang Yulong's face.

　　 "I'm going to ascend the throne soon, why don't Aiqing assist me, how about you who will have all the power of soldiers and horses in the future?" Wang Yulong trembled his lips and tried hard to say something tempting, but Yang Zhong still remained He was holding his hands and his face was not beating, and he seemed not interested in his proposal at all.

　　 Wang Yulong added, "Aiqing, I have three thousand beauties in the harem, you can use it at will, how about you and I become brothers with different surnames?"

　　 Seeing Yang Zhong still unmoved, Wang Yulong became anxious all of a sudden, "Aiqing, it would be nice to be like this, I will be your puppet emperor, you can let me ascend to the throne. Everything is up to you!"

　　 "Hey!" Yang Zhong sighed, and looked at Wang Yulong with pitiful eyes. This kind of father-slayer and seizure of power is the most pitiful. Not only has human nature been wiped out, but now even the most basic dignity has been trampled.

　　 "Leave an arm, you go, I don't want to see you again!" Yang Zhong took the sword and fell, already cutting off Wang Yulong's arm holding the imperial edict.

　　 still vaguely remembered that he had cut the arm of the evil young Wang Tai at Wudi Academy. It was so neat and clean, Yang Zhong couldn't help but sigh.

　　 I have now regained the cultivation base of the Master of Blood Qi, which is the same as the sky and the underground, but the people I deal with are the same, they are both pitiful and pathetic.

　　 "Thank you for not killing, thank you!" Wang Yulong knocked his head two consciously, then got up and ran away.

　　 Yang Zhong doesn’t care about so many, this kind of person is completely waste without the support of the family, and there is no threat to him at all. In other words, Wang Yulong has settled his own family by himself. Think about it. It's embarrassing.

　　 Yang Zhong sucked with his right hand and grabbed the imperial edict in his hand. Of course, this imperial edict can't flow to the people.

　　 "Boy, what do you want to do, don't you want to stay in Lianshan Country and be the emperor?" Heartbroken asked tentatively.

　　 Yang Chong murmured, "If you want to be beautiful, no one will ask you for revenge if I am an emperor, you will be able to settle the account."

　　 "Hehe." Heartbroken man actually laughed. The laughter contained the vicissitudes of life he had experienced over the years, and it sounded something special.

　　"Yang Zhong, the person who deserves revenge is me. If it weren't for the 108 people in your village, the old man would have been detached from the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements. How could he fight the little wolf in your broken ring? Companion." In the heartbroken people's words, there seem to be many unknown difficulties.

　　 "Oh! Ooh!" A cry of the little wolf came from the ring, and the heartbroken man was feeding them meat himself.

　　 Yang frowned, "I don't care, I won't let you go anyway."

　　 Yang Zhong walked into the inner room after finishing his speech. Inside was the dog emperor’s body. His jade seal must be there. For the Zhendong King to become the emperor, this forgery of imperial decree was definitely indispensable.

　　 When Yang Zhong walked in, he happened to see an old guy with white hair writing the imperial decree there, beside him was Su'e in plain clothes.

　　"Eight princes!" Yang Chong thought about what was wrong. The eight princes were one step ahead of him. Why didn't he stop the prince? It seems that he had expected that the prince would be dealt with before he did not stop him. It's really cunning.

　　 "Oh, Yang Zhong, you are here, let's take a look at the imperial decree written by this king." The Eighth Prince took the written imperial decree and spread it out, and then Su'e began to recite it.

　　"The emperor's emperor said, "Consulting the eighth kings to cherish benevolence and body dryness and descending spirits, instigate the sacred virtues, teach deep accumulation and seclusion, and blow copper in the air. Wen Wen is derived from the sky, filial piety is due to nature, Fu Cai Zhaorong, The instrument industry has been far from the Ming Dynasty, and has left the Ming Dynasty. The tremor is in the virtual palace, the land is respectable, the man and the **** belong, the Shiji order, the Zaihuan badge, and the succession to the top, the succession to the emperor. The ascension ceremony is held today! Concubines, princes, princesses, princesses, princesses, officials at all levels, and the common people. Come and watch the ceremony!"

　　唠唠唠叨叨I don't know what was said, but Yang Zhong could hear that the imperial decree forged by the eight princes is much higher than that of the prince Wang Yulong, and he deserves to be the prince.

　　 "How about, Aiqing would you like to attend my enthronement ceremony?" The Eighth Prince said and stood up, with long white hair on his waist.

　　 "Eight Lords, you, Tang Wu, and me, the three of us are masters in the inner circle, but Yang Zhong has always been very curious about whether the three of us are strong or weak?" Yang Zhong said that Obviously, he won't attend the **** ascension ceremony. It is true that he must decide the outcome with the Eighth Prince.

　　 "Oh, are you so interested in fighting widows? You probably don't know the power of Zixu's magic." The Eighth Prince's throat moved slightly, as if he was admonishing Yang Zhong, and he seemed to have pity for him.

　　 "Zi Xu Shen Gong, I know that the imaginary things are okay to scare the children, but it has no effect on me, Yang Zhong." Yang Zhong rubbed his fists, and the Yuan Li in his body began to follow the mantra of "Ba Quan" It started to work.

　　Ba Fist is the second style of Wushen Jue. It is very strong and fierce. The eight princes look very feminine, just using rigidity to control softness!

　　 "I didn't expect that you, Yang Zhong, who is such a smart person, would actually be against me. It's a pity, a pity, tut." The Eighth Prince smashed his mouth and shook his head, and then slammed Yu Xi on his body. To go.

　　 "Want to go, how easy is it!" Yang Zhong's figure flashed, and Yulian was already running and flew over, and she was about to stand in front of the Eighth Prince. The other's figure flashed away from the house, and Su'e Blocked in front of Yang Zhong.

　　 "Yang Zhong, if you want to kill the eighth prince, pass me first!" Su'e slowly pulled out her sword, and looked at Yang Zhong with a cold look~IndoMTL.com~this..." Yang Zhong Slightly stagnated, this Su'e took herself around in the palace. To be honest, she still had a good impression of her, and it was a bit unbearable to start with her.

　　 "Everyone has his own destiny. I am born as a person of the Eighth Prince, and death is also a ghost of the Eighth Prince. Yang Zhong, you don't have to show mercy to my men. Kill me and step on my corpse. Go and pursue your dreamland!" Su'e said that the sword was out of its sheath, and it pierced Yang Zhong straight.

　　 Seeing her movements are gentle, but it contains a mysterious and feminine power. If she is not careful, she will be confused by the illusion of the tip of her sword and fall into an awkward situation. This virtual magic is like a poisonous snake, seemingly weak. If you are not careful, you will be bitten and you will die.

　　 Watching the sword kill, Yang Zhong had to fight. The peerless light skill combined with the tyrant fist, and it was hard and soft, and there was no flaw. After a few rounds, he had punched Su'e in the lower abdomen, chin, and thighs. Punch.

　　 Su'e, a person who has learned some imaginary powers and furs, is okay against ordinary guards in the interior, and against Yang Zhong, he has an excellent foundation and has learned Baquan and Yulian Fei, a strong and soft master. In other words, there is no chance of winning at all. The sharp-eyed Eighth Prince must have known all this, but still sent Su'e to fight, it seems that she is used as cannon fodder.

　　"The dragon is captured by the tyrant fist!" Yang Zhong blasted out a tyrant fist, and suddenly a golden dragon whizzed around Su'e's sword, and pulled Su'e's whole body and sword over.

　　 "Uh!" Su'e was unbalanced and rushed into Yang Zhong's arms. The big hole in her throat has been held by Yang Zhong's left hand, and a little effort will make her die away.

　　 "Why didn't you kill me?" Su'e knew that she had been defeated, and a soft sword in her hand fell to the ground with a bang.