On the monument of Lushan Mountain.

Everyone was watching this monument.

Even the wandering poet who was entrusting Fang Fang's body did not train Cao Bao anymore, but stood up straight and looked at the new martial arts monument standing on the top of the mountain, under the wall of the Human Emperor.

"What a righteous fight..."

"Leave a loyal heart to shine in history."

The wandering poet raised his mouth, swept away his unruly, bowed his hands solemnly.

Then, he laughed loudly, turned his head and looked at Cao Tiangang behind him, staring at the new martial arts stele in a daze, and interrupted, "Cao Bao, hurry! Come and chase me!"

Cao Tiangang was immediately angry, it was endless?!

With a low growl, Cao Tiangang was sweating profusely, but he was full of fighting spirit and continued to climb the ladder!

The Bluestone Road on Mount Lu, the old generation has replaced new people.

The old man buried the martial arts stele, while the new man explained the martial arts stele.

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Qingzhou, Qingcheng.

The mountain wind blew, a little cold and violent.

A green shirt sat on the bluestone, like a sculpture. Zhao Yang looked into the distance and looked at the Qingcheng Tower, which seemed to be stained with blood.

There were gradually a few complex and firm expressions in my eyes.

Pei Tongsi's blue robe flew up and flew to the sky. The mountain wind was strong, and his blue robe kept flying.

"Lao Pei."

"Cao Man has raised so many bloodline warriors, why did Qingcheng become like this? He needs someone like Mr. Lu who is not even a real warrior to protect it?"

"When the imperial court learned that the ghost clan army was attacking, the first thing he did was not to rush to help, but to shrink back to the Jinzhou, protect the capital, and protect the bullshit emperor... is it ridiculous?"

Zhao Yang was a little confused. He stroked the hilt of the sword, looked at Qingcheng, and murmured.

Pei Tongsi stood beside him, his face as soft as ever.

"So, this court needs to change."

"This smoky world needs change."

Pei Tongsi said.

He was also unsolvable, but he seemed to be able to trace back to the root of the problem.

Zhao Yang slowly stood up and patted his green clothes.

"I don't have as great ambition as you, but I also know a fact."

"No one will be the emperor of the human race, as the dog emperor who is in power today."

"Then Emperor Daqing will die."

Zhao Yang leaned on a sword and Tao.

"I'm going to the capital and assassinate the dog emperor."

Zhao Yang said this sentence many times, but there has never been one time, like this time, full of murderous intent and determination.

Pei Tongsi's face froze and turned his head to look at Zhao Yang: "Are you sure?"

"Cao Man is in the capital, he will not sit idly by and watch you kill the emperor."

"The Daqing royal family also has many ancient martial arts powerhouses, and they will protect the emperor."

"There are many people who want to assassinate the emperor, and many people put it into practice, but they all died in the end."

"You are very likely to fail, and the consequences of failure are death."

Pei Tongsi said seriously.

Zhao Yang grinned: "What's so scary about death? Look at Mr. Lu, is he afraid of death?"

"But, he traded death for a city, which is a great spirit and a big pattern. I, Zhao Yang, admired it!"

"And if I, Zhao Yang, die, can kill the dog emperor and change the human race to a new look, it will be worth it!"

Zhao Yang drew out the green steel sword with a blink of an eye, and his two fingers formed a sword finger and wiped the sword body.

This sword that had accompanied him for decades was trembling gently at this moment.

It seemed as if I felt Zhao Yang's intention and was responding to his intention.

At this moment, the world began to gather frost and snow flying at this moment, under the influence of Zhao Yang's intention.

"My sword can't wait to thirst to drink the emperor's blood!"

Zhao Yang grinned.

Pei Tongsi felt the sharp and turbulent sword energy, the solemn intention, and his face was slightly solemn.

He felt Zhao Yang's determination.

This time, he said that he killed the emperor was not just like before, just talking. This time, he really had to put it into practice.

Lu Meng's death and Zhang Zhenyu's death all impacted Zhao Yang's mood.

"If the human race wants to rise, it may not be without a chance, but... with that dog emperor here, the difficulty of the human race will be doubled. He will absorb the poison of the immortal race, be afraid of death, and sell the dog things in the human race's territory... How can he be worthy of being the emperor?!"

"If you want the human race to change its appearance, you must take the emperor's head!"

Zhao Yang smiled casually, and the green steel sword pointed at the sky.

"Old Pei, take good care of Lu Ci for me. After this incident, take her back to Yunlu Academy. I will go to the capital to kill the dog emperor. Don't tell her, let her practice hard and work hard to become stronger."

"If human race wants to rise, it cannot be separated from the efforts of every generation."

"I, Zhao Yang, go!"

The Snow Sword returns to the sheath, the wind and snow are everywhere, and the frost is gone.

Zhao Yang's green clothes were flying, and he passed by Pei Tongsi's blue clothes. His clothes were flying, whipping the air, like a decisive peerless swordsman, gathering the majestic sword energy that dared to tear apart the sky.

Pei Tongsi turned around and looked at Zhao Yang's back, his eyes full of complexity.

He saw Zhao Yang's decisiveness.

Perhaps, Zhao Yang had made a decision long ago, but this Qingcheng war made Zhao Yang's will more firm, and he had to be stabbed!

Perhaps it was because I felt Pei Tongsi's gaze.

Zhao Yang turned his back to his back and raised his hand and waved it.

Free and easy and happy.

Just like that, the hero will never return once he leaves.

This time I go to the capital and never go back, that's it.

Go and never come back.
Chapter completed!