Cultivation 100000 Years
Chapter 103
"If Your Majesty wants a way to break the game, I can't help it."
The three princes were dumbfounded.
He knew that if there was one person in all of Daqi who could help him, it was Xu Yang in front of him.
"Although I don't know who the planner is, it's a dead end. His Majesty is in the game, how did he break it?"
In just a few words, Xu Yang woke up the three confused princes.
"Your Majesty intends to get me out of this game? But as a prince, my fate is hard to destroy, how can I escape?"
Xu Yang chuckled: "The battle will definitely be fought. Victory and victory would also be a strong sign in His Majesty's award. You know, a prince with military achievements would undoubtedly be the most successful candidate. In my opinion, A qualified heir, should be able to surprise the army, control the ministers, and protect the people. Therefore, this battle would probably be a stalemate for Yu Chaotang, and Yu Daxia, on the contrary, was a powerful weapon for His Majesty's Longing. . "
The three princes heard those words and laughed to the sky: "Well, that's amazing! His Majesty woke the dreamer with a word, it is my narrow pattern ..."
Xu Yang shook his head: "To my knowledge, the third prince was born in a cold state, and his birth mother was never favored in the palace. It was not comparable to the five princes of the queen's parents and the eighth prince born.in October by imperial concubine Sheng Chong. You have experienced more, every step like walking on thin ice to reach today. Sometimes, if the obsession is too deep, it will become a shackle of its own. Only if you learn to let go will you get a bigger profit. "
This was the first time the three princes had heard these words after so many years, but they had completely changed their minds like divine enlightenment.
"So, I'll win this battle first!"
Xu Yang smiled and nodded: "The cultivation strength of the Northern Territory is profound and cannot be underestimated. I don't know when Your Majesty is planning to send troops?"
"In seven days, 300,000 troops will leave the Northern Wilderness!"
"That's great! I will sweep all the major cultivation sects in the Northern Wilderness in seven days, paving the way for His Majesty, and the rights will return your favor. As for how you choose after that, it depends on whether you are the emperor or not. It was uncomfortable for Xu to interfere. "
The third prince did not speak too much nonsense, turned around and looked at Xu Yang deeply, bowing to him respectfully!
"Your Majesty, never forget it!"
Whooshing sound...
In a flash of light and shadow, Xu Yangren had disappeared in front of the three princes.
However, he did not return to Tianlanzong for the first time on this trip, but went straight to the northern wilderness.
There were more than hundreds of troops in the Northern Wilderness, large and small sects, of which two-thirds maintained a neutral posture, and one-third were close to the barbarian royal family, he said, and they were bound to participate in the battle against the army of the Great Xia Dynasty.
These more than 30 cultivation sects were the core goals that Xu Yang would eliminate.
starry night……
The third largest sect in the Northern Wilderness - the top of the top of the Guyue Hall.
Under the moon, a white figure stood in the sky, like an immortal being carried by the wind, looking calmly at the mountain peak.
"After ten breaths, Guyuetang's veins fell."
A powerful and incomparably long voice swept over, above the main peak of the hall, hundreds of cultivators above the Jindan realm, countless worshippers appeared on the mountain peak one after another, one after another, see the lonely figure among the stars and the moon.
"Who would dare to say such wild words!"
"The Guanyun Sword."
Xu Yang hid his face with the power of a nebula, and ordinary people could not see his face at all. He could only feel the aura of a king around the world emanating from above the nebula.
The purpose of hiding the identity was not to exert pressure on the third prince, and not to let Tian Lanzong bring the scapegoat because of his actions.
Right now, Xu Yang was just a swordsman, holding a sword with his heart, without questioning cause and effect.
"Guanyujian? Why haven't you heard of this guy? Who's she?"
"Hmph, dare to be so arrogant, slaughter my sect with one person, that's ridiculous!"
All sorts of rhetoric oscillates freely.
However, the countdown of up to ten breaths in Xu Yang's heart never stopped.
Zheng!
When he opened his eyes like a bright moon again, a sword groan swayed from beneath the moon.
Countless swordsmen slashed through the air, flashing with Xu Yang's mind without warning.
"No, move!"
Situ Guyue, the master of Guyuetang Hall, immediately gave a feedback, calling his subordinates to escape.
However, in the face of the row of fiercely flowing sharp swords, most people still lost their instincts to fight back.
It's thundering!
A terrifying sword sound continued to erupt, and every sword light struck him at the same time it meant a fierce sword storm spread out, and the place he passed through was the rhythm of Tu Jueming's killing.
"No!"
"M's, who this guy is is not something we can fight!"
"Who is holy, Your Majesty? Why kill our Gu Yuetang!"
...
There was no response.
Under the moon, there was only a shallow existence that provoked thousands of swordsmanship by holding on to the wind and moon, using the power of the sky recklessly to sanction these pitiful ants.
The way of heaven, stop killing by killing!
Today's assassination would be exchanged for a more pleasant battle on the battlefield seven days later.
Xu Yang used his own means to open a bloody path northward for the Great Xia Dynasty.
This was an eternal price to exchange for Sky Lanzong, a promise, ten thousand people withered bones!
It's thundering!
At the last step, Xu Yang's two fingers were in the air, and a huge blue sword light exploded between the moon wheels.
With one sword, the desolate moon became sorrow ...
The towering peaks and ridges collapsed, and the entire Guyuetang line became a graveyard right after tonight.
Tonight, the breeze was slightly cool, and the air was filled with an indescribable silence.
Xu Yang went in the air, but also spread the name that Guanyun had throughout the Northern Wilderness battlefield overnight.
In the next six nights, there were over 30 heritage sects, without exception, no one could escape the fate of sanctions.
Everyone spread out the name-Guanyun Sword Saint!
A man who always danced with a sword under the moon, represented the nightmare of the entire Northern Wilderness cultivation world!
...
Seven days later, when the three princes, who had gathered 300,000 soldiers behind the golden armor, obtained documents from all the world lines cultivating the Northern Wilderness Forest, they finally showed a relieved smile.
"Your Majesty, you have finally fulfilled your promise! If he had inherited Da Xia in his youth, he would have protected Tianlanzong forever!"
"Go!"
Lengthy...
The sound of trumpets rose into the sky, and the afternoon sun made three hundred thousand golden armor glow!
At this moment, the three princes were filled with high war spirit, and similarly, Xu Yang's name was always written in his heart ...
"what did you say?"
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The peak of Jianyin Mountain in the remote Northern Wilderness Forest.
The headquarters of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, one of the ten sacred places on the mainland.
The chief elder in charge of Jian Kuang Wushi's face suddenly became extremely cold.