"So the martial arts you know are actually "The God of War Catalogue"!" Xu Ziling suddenly stood up, pulled out the broken hand of the green demon that was still stuck in his chest, and threw it away casually, saying, "No wonder that the Tiandao Song Que doesn't want to rebel, no wonder that Yang Su, Yang Xuangan, doesn't dare to be disobedient when Yang Jian was born. No wonder Yang Xuangan had to wait for many years to dare to rebel. It turns out that what you father and son knew is the world's best skill, one of the four great books, "The God of War Catalogue"!"

"Are you dead?" Yang Guang's eyes widened like a copper bell, and he said in surprise: "You should have broken bones and died? No one in the world can survive if he was hit by the God of War, such a domineering punch. What's more, you still let me hit it in that situation. How could this be possible!"

"There is nothing impossible." Xu Ziling snorted, "If I hadn't tried your heart, I wouldn't even let you hit that punch. Your fist speed was slower than a turtle. Not to mention that I had killed that perverted shemale long ago, but I was just waiting for your fist. Even if it didn't kill it, I had to be stalemate. There were ten ways to avoid it without any injury. Yang Guang, Yang Guang, are you smart or confused? Do you really think I will die in your hands?"

"Are you really a celestial being?" Yang Guang said in shock: "There are really celestial beings in this world, are there really gods? Are there really immortals in this world?"

"Of course there is." Xu Ziling said with a smile: "It's a pity that you will never see it in your life."

"Who are you?" Yang Guang suddenly shouted wildly: "If you are an immortal celestial being, why should you make things difficult for me? Why should you make things difficult for me like an emperor on earth? I can give you a lot of things. As long as you help me regain the imperial power, I can give you whatever you want!"

"I'm not interested in your things." Xu Ziling snorted coldly, "Who is the one who plays with you in your hands! I'll spare your life and no longer care about whether you are life or death. Don't tell me what those people in Luoyang are like. I'm not interested in listening to a group of slaves. What I'm most interested in is the person who can kill your father and help you usurp the throne, the emperor who can kill Song Que Yang Su and Yang Xuangan, who dares to shake it casually, a cultivator of the God of War with peerless martial arts and unknown in the world, that is, the mysterious person who killed your Yang Guang's father Yang Jian. Who is he? What is his name? Where is now?"

"I...ah...I don't know, I don't know who he is!" Yang Guang shouted wildly: "I don't know what he is, nor where he lives. I only know that he can knock me down with one finger, and any slave-like person can hit me without any power to fight back. He is so terrible, I don't know...I don't know anything!"

"It seems you are scared." Xu Ziling shook his head and sighed: "It's useless to learn "The God of War Catalogue" even if you learn it."

Xu Ziling was like a beggar who was holding a beggar's begging bowl made of gold in his hand. He didn't look at Yang Guang, nor did he look at the ground, and gradually oozing out blood, gradually turning into a perverted shemale with a twisted and strange human skin. The perverted shemale demon disintegrated, stimulating the last potential of the body, but he met Xu Ziling.

Apart from giving Xu Ziling more demonic energy, he no longer threatened him.

Xu Ziling has long been familiar with killing people like them who have gained nothing but are invincible in their own magic skills.

When Yang Guang turned around and left, his eyes suddenly turned golden again, and finally became brighter and brighter, and his entire pupil was filled with golden light. Xu Ziling took a step forward, and his giant fist immediately broke through the air. The golden light bursting on Yang Guang's body suddenly condensed into a golden body like a war god in golden armor. As if it had substance, together with Yang Guang's giant fist, he punched him hard on Xu Ziling's back heart.

Yu Wen and the elite soldiers trained by the Yu Wen family for many years rushed out of the secret path and killed everyone they saw.

Yuwen Zhiji quickly took out a rocket and ignited it with a torch, making it scream and rushed into the dark and moonless night sky. With a maximum "bang" sound, most of the Yangzhou could see the large ball of fireworks.

The rebels around Linjiang Palace were quietly approaching outside. Everyone had white belts on their heads and foreheads, holding long swords and swords. When they saw the gorgeous fireworks in the sky emerged, they immediately let out a roar, like evil tides rolling on the ground, like angry waves attacking the air, and the sound rolled like thunder. With this courage, everyone bravely rushed to the gate of Linjiang Palace.

A young general turned from the gatehouse and shouted at the soldier who was scared and a little overwhelmed, "What are you doing stupidly? The archers are ready to send some soldiers down to the gate, and then send someone to report to the inside and ask for help!"

"General Dugu...them...them...them...there are too many people..." A confidant guard saw the tens of thousands of people below shouting and rushing towards him, his voice as if he was thunderous, and he was so scared that he said: "Only a few...a few hundred people... cannot be defended."

Du Fuwei saw the huge fireworks exploded in the sky in the distance, and was overjoyed. He turned around and shouted at the large group of elites in his law enforcement group: "Whoever wants to embarrass me, I don't have to go back!"

The law enforcement group used internal strength to roar with great roar: "Jianghuai is invincible, the world is powerful!"

Three roars were shocking, and the momentum was even more shocking than the tide of the river. Du Fuwei looked at Xu Xingzhi with some smugness, thinking that he had more than a thousand people, all of them were elites with good internal strength and well-trained. It seemed that this person who came out of the army would win. There were less than four hundred people on their side, and there were more than a dozen children. It would be strange if he could roar with more than his side!

Xu Xingzhi smiled slightly, and stroked his beard speechless.

But Du Fuwei heard a little girl sitting on a tall horse and letting a strong man lead the horse for her suddenly snorted in a low voice: "What a group of fools, as if she insisted on letting others know their existence."

"Yes!" Another young boy with a treacherous head also sat high and nodded immediately and agreed: "With so much strength, it's better to stay and kill more enemies. These people are so boring!"

Du Fuwei almost fell off the horse.

Yang Guang's fist passed through Xu Ziling, and his entire arm penetrated from his chest.

But Yang Guang was not happy but was shocked. He tried hard to stop the unbalanced forward rushing momentum, and another single punch hit back, as if Xu Ziling was attacking him behind him. However, the afterimage in front of him disappeared silently, and there was no one behind him.

Yang Guang suddenly looked up and saw a star shining in the sky.

There was originally only the top of the hall, with countless carved beams and painted corridors, but no stars. Now there are starry lights, and countless stars fall down quickly, slumping on Yang Guang's head like a galaxy. Yang Guang's aura exploded several times, and the golden light flashed above his head, like a solid giant shield protecting his head.

Both fingers ignored everything and penetrated the golden air shield, and pierced Yang Guang's temples on both sides. Yang Guang felt that the sun on both sides suddenly had a spiral air force of cold and heat entangled in each of them invaded wildly, completely ignoring the protective energy of his war god's heart meridian.

Those two fingers were stinged.

After the stars in the sky flashed and disappeared, there was no one in the sky.

A golden light flashed, Yang Guang's headache was split and had not improved slightly. He had already made the golden light of the strange edge pierce on his left leg, nailing him firmly to the wall. At this time, Xu Ziling's figure appeared. His magic face was pressing his head with his hands and moaning in pain. After the colorful light of the demon eyes flashed, his star-changing dagger stabbed into Yang Guang's knee that was kicking hard, piercing the knee.

"Although you have good internal strength," Xu Ziling said slowly: "But it has been too long since you abandoned the fight. No wonder you dare not kill that bastard and perverted shemale alone. You have only a strong internal strength but can't use it. It's really a waste! Have you never taken it out to practice after you deeply hide your inner breath? These are not the true energy of your father Yang Jian, right? Yang Guang, I dare say, you are the richest son in the world, have a beautiful country, a powerful throne, a father with thousands of men, and the best in the world, you have everything... But I dare say, you are also the worst prodigal boy in the world!"

"I'll give you... the Heart Sutra of the God of War..." Yang Guang said in pain: "As long as you spare me... you can do whatever you want!"

"Why don't you call yourself me anymore?" Xu Ziling said: "You can't stand such a little bit of pain? You still have a lot of true qi in your body, even more than mine. Why don't you try it? See if you can use sneak attacks or other methods to defeat me?"

"I...I...I won't hit you anymore." Yang Guang hummed in pain. When Xu Ziling brushed his hand, he roared after two blood arrows on his temples on both sides of his temples. He fell to the ground with a thrust, like a fish on the shore. Yang Guang gasped for a long time before he said hoarsely: "What do you want? As long as you can spare me, I can do anything... You want a woman, I will give you a woman, you can choose this woman in Linjiang Palace, you can give it to you if you want the Heart Sutra of the God of War, I can give it to you... If you want my throne, I can pass it to you..."

"I said it a long time ago that I am not interested in your things." Xu Ziling shook his head and said, "I can spare you, but I have to destroy your martial arts."

Without waiting for Yang Guang to say more, Xu Ziling stretched out his finger and inserted heavily into Yang Guang's dantian.

"Huh?" Xu Ziling said: "I didn't expect that your source of true qi can be stored so deeply, it really surprised me!"

Yang Guang yelled, and the ground was rolling in pain. At this moment, there were traces of golden true energy everywhere on his body. Xu Ziling slowly condensed the golden auras that had risen with five hands, and finally turned into a golden light ball, holding it in his hand, sighing: "I have so many generous conditions, but it has made the whole country and myself a mess. The world is so big. I believe that no one except you, Yang Guang, has the ability to do you like you! These are your father's pure inner breath true energy. I accept it. I will not be like you. I will definitely use it to do something meaningful."

Xu Ziling listened to the sound of killing and poking closer and closer, and said, "Yu Wenhuaji is here. Your self-righteous dispatch of troops has already alarmed him. He can't help but attack him. This is your own self-righteousness. If you don't have these stupid actions, you may not be able to be a peaceful man like Houzhu Chen. You must know that Du Fuwei is preparing to spend money to support you, but unfortunately, you are not tactful!"
Chapter completed!