The First Cause of All Realms

Ah, Abba...

Fan Ruyi's eyelids jumped suddenly when he saw Emperor Qianheng's sloppy eyes.

His face finally sank when he heard the meaningless and silly words he uttered.

Stupid? No, yes…

"Martial Will?!"

The monk's robe was moving without wind, and there seemed to be a sudden dark general. The change of mood seemed to trigger the change of the sky, Chu Ruyi raised his eyes;

"Old man, I underestimated you."

"Three elements are unified, five internal organs are concentrated, Fang Jin's will, Yang's achievements are not enough, and there is still a long way to go before Wu Sheng's will..."

Cang Tang was frightened and seemed to be high, but Yang Yu was calm and steady, and only looked at the two people in the ruins:

"Didn't the old monk say that there are people in the world who can't be crossed? Why, can't cross?"

Martial Saint is extremely high, twenty miles away from his will, he can no longer compete, but Martial Saint is not an immortal, and he can't do it with a flick of his finger.

Since he couldn't completely stop his step.

However, there are some deviations. This step, depending on Yang Prison, has to smash the skull and spine, and is blocked by it, leaving a half-pulled head.

However, that was not the will, but the fist intent that he initially condensed according to the records on the silk book given by Henry Zhang on the way. hoohoo"

One place and one day, when the two of them looked at each other coldly, there was Fei Tang Changming in the distance, and thousands of Shence troops drove Tang.

Farther away, the blue mist surged, and the behemoth slowly approached.

"Cross...*

Looking at Emperor Qianheng who was half-squatting, Chu Ruyi was silent for a moment, and then spoke;

"A few days ago in the temple, there was information that there was a master archer who was good at Yuan Ci, named Yang Yu, outside of the Lianshan Pass, forcing the old brother back...

Is that person you?"

Cang Tang was very cautious. He raised his height several times and did not dare to get close to the ground. Yang Yu held a bow in his hand, and his cold eyes couldn't help wandering between the two on the ruins:

"It's me, so what?"

As the old monk said, when Henry Zhang fell, and the life and death of the old Montenegrin demon was unknown, he was almost unstoppable except for the elusive Mu Qingliu.

But why should he resist?

With the current speed of Cang Tang and his current archery accomplishments, he can advance and retreat freely in the face of any master in the world, except for the old witch in Dayan Mountain.

However, in this old monk, he felt an extremely powerful threat, and this threat was even greater than the old monk himself.

It seemed like there was nothing, but it made his spine chill. Magic weapon? Or magic weapon?

"Amitabha."

After a brief silence, Chu Ruyi suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of the former's neck, but disappeared into the deserted forest without seeing any action.

His speed is extremely fast, and his body is like a ghost. With Yang Yu's eyesight today, he can't lock him at all.

Only an obscure and cold voice could be heard in the sky above the desolate forest:

"Yang Yu, your name, Lao Na has memorized it..."

"Chu Ruyi!"

Looking at the retreating back of the old monk, Yang Yu's eyes flickered.

His perception had already surpassed the realm, and in that brief silence, he was keenly aware of the old monk's killing intent.

The reason why the old monk suddenly turned back and left was not because he was worried about the court master who was about to chase after him.

But because Emperor Qianheng...

"His Majesty!"

In the distance, a roar came from the sky, and a group of flying eagles, which seemed to cover the sky and blocked the sun, streaked across the sky, chasing after them.

"Also, there is really a big fish..."

At this time, Qin Si really saw the giant in the light blue cloud, and for a while, his mind was blank.

Long Yuan, the northwest is too far from the four seas, she has never been to the seaside in her life, not to mention, this is a huge "fish" like a hill of several ten million kilograms...

"Can fish grow so big?!"

uh…

Cang Kang was so frightened that all the feathers and feathers stood up, and immediately fell to a high place, a pair of vertical pupils were full of horror.

The white dog is even more unbearable than it. After obtaining the fruit of the Tao, its intelligence and wisdom are increasing day by day, and its sense of smell is even stronger. At this time, a beer, almost fainted.

That kind of super-ranked demonic energy made it unable to resist Yan Li.

"Ten capital level demon."

A huge shadow flows down, Yang Yu's expression is solemn

With the speed at which this big whale behaves, it is impossible for it to catch up with the Cang Tang of today, but when such a big monster came out, the things behind it had to make his heart dignified.

As Henry Zhang, the Taoist man said, the lake rises and falls, and the bigger the fish, the harder it is to live in shallow water.

In other words, when tyrannical existences beyond ordinary people's expectations appear one after another, it means that the day when the sky changes is getting closer and closer...

"The sky is changing..."

Yang Yu thought to himself, Cang Tang couldn't help lowering his height, and he was relieved when the giant whale was gone.

I forgot, at the speed of this giant whale, it can't catch up with me...

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

The flying eagle swept across, and only many old officials came on horseback, watching from a distance, some shouted, some shouted, and some cried.

On the goshawk, Yang Yu watched from the sidelines.

With his eyesight, he can clearly see the subtle expressions of these many old officials, and he can naturally tell which one is true and which one is pretending.

And it's no surprise that there are only three or four people who really mourned that Emperor Qianheng was taken away, and the other twenty or thirty people.

…

As for Wang Muzhi, who was long overdue in the distance, he was calm the whole time, only surprised when he saw Cang Tang.

"Yang Prison!

Suddenly, an old minister yelled, his eyes were red, and he was distraught.

"Wang Muzhi! You are also a scholar of my Confucianism, and you are even under the tutelage of the great Confucian Xu Wenji. Do you have no royal dignity in your heart?

!"

"I have been a guardian of the Ming Dynasty for four hundred years, and you have repaid it like this? You read the book of sages in vain! This is a national shame, a national shame!"

"The Great Ancestor is above, the old minister is incompetent, the old minister is incompetent!"

This old minister suddenly attacked, and many ministers who were tired and exhausted also seemed to have found a place to vent.

This scene was strange and incomprehensible in the eyes of many martial artists who were disturbed and followed.

A group of old men with few grandmasters, depleted qi and blood, full of white hair, are berating Wu Sheng...

Even an old minister stumbled and fell, spitting blood and hitting a big stone to seek death.

"My lords..."

The old princess had to fly down to Tang, and when she saw this scene, she sighed in her heart.

She has lived for so many years, how can she not know the thoughts of these people, but she can only do it and save the old officials who are looking for life and death.

"Wang Muzhi!"

An old minister stumbled, pointing to the sky and scolding angrily: "This old man is old and faint, and he is not afraid of death, but a dignified martial sage, is he afraid of death?"

Fei Tang fell to the ground, Wang Muzhi's expression was calm, and there was no turbulence in his eyes despite the anger of the officials.

It wasn't until the white-haired old minister opened his mouth that he responded:

"Master Li, Wang used to serve under your command. You should know if Wang is afraid of death."

"If you are not afraid of death, why sit and watch?!"

Li Yan glared, but sighed in frustration:

"The old man knows your thoughts and understands your dissatisfaction. But your Majesty is the lord of a country and the father of all peoples. He was robbed in public by one person. This is not the honor and disgrace of one person. "

"To receive the filth of the country is for the master of the society. To receive the ominous state of the country is for the king of the world! In the past 30 years, including the 20 years before he succeeded to the throne, he was nearly a thousand years old. Benefit, why did you ever take on half the responsibility of a king?"

Wang Muzhi's expression was indifferent, neither happy nor angry:

"The old man asked me why I sat and watched? It's just because in Wang's eyes, he is not the monarch of a country, nor the lord of all the people. He is just a big thief of the country who steals the throne, doesn't know the people's livelihood, only knows how to extort and extort money, and only knows how to enjoy the country! "

"Bold! Bold! Wang Muzhi, you are so bold!"

"There is no king, no father, no king and no father! Xu Wenji was famous all his life, how could there be a disciple like you?! Shame on the scholar, shame on the scholar!"

"Being a human subject, criticizing a human ruler! You, you are the opposite of Tiangang, you, you..."

boom!

The arrows fell like thunder, blowing up a large piece of sand, and being blown by the wind, all the old officials were enveloped in it.

It will take time, the angry reprimand will disappear, only the sound of "Bah Bah" one after another, and the dirt that has been poured into a mouth...

"you!"

The anger came to an abrupt end.

All the old officials raised their heads, and they saw that they spread their wings nearly four feet, and the goshawk with dark yellow feathers approached from far.

A young man in a mysterious suit, with a saber and a bow, is looking at them indifferently:

"Speaking of which, is Yang coming late, or is he lacking in hearing? When the old monk was there, why didn't he hear such a loud scolding?"

"Yang Prison!"

The old officials who can be here are all well-informed people. With a start, they have already recognized Yang Yu's identity.

As his eyes swept over, the most fierce ones all seemed to have been quenched by cold water, and couldn't help but turn their eyes away.

Why was the name of Yang Prison known to them for the first time? Nie Wendong, the state lord, was late in the street... "Little Junior Brother..."

Wang Muzhi didn't pay much attention to it, but he glanced around, but saw Henry Zhang on the back of the eagle. His heart trembled and he could not help sighing;

"Since then, the country has no beams, and the sky has no pillars!"

The other senior officials didn't have the eyesight of Wang Muzhi, so they didn't know what he was talking about.

The arrival of Yang Prison interrupted the anger of the old officials. Some were afraid of him, some were cautiously shut up, but some still stood up.

It's Li Yan.

The Great Ming Confucian Lin, headed by three great Confucians, one is Xu Wenji, who has disciples all over the world, and the other is Li Yan

As an official for nearly 80 years, most of the ministers inside and outside the Ming Dynasty have served as his subordinate officials and are real veterans.

"You are Yang Yu?

Li Yan pushed away the two who were being stopped by his support and stood up.

"Old man Li Yan, who is in the same palace as Xu Wenji as a minister, you are also half of his apprentice, so do you speak to Chang Cui in such a condescending manner?"

"Li Yan?"

After chewing on the name, Yang Yu remembered it;

"Many years ago, the green order issued by Yang in the imperial court seemed to be issued by you and Tengdi Long Shun?"

"The old man acts according to the law...

Li Yan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yang Yu raising his hand

"Since you speak according to the law, you are talking about elders?"

When he spoke, he was not polite, it could even be said that he was very cold;

"Yang respects the virtuous rather than the old. You have no friendship with me, so don't rely on the old to sell the old!"

"you…"

The two disciples behind Li Yan couldn't help but want to say something, but he was holding him down. He swept over Wang Muzhi and Yang Prison, and took a deep breath:

"The two of them are also born to me in Ming Dynasty. They have also served as officials and officials. They have eaten the imperial food. At this time of crisis, the right and wrong of the past should be put aside for the time being. Rescue Your Majesty is the first priority..."

Hearing this, not to mention Yang Yu and Wang Muzhi, even the other ministers all shook their faces.

Finally, someone couldn't help but come forward and tell him what happened before he came. "...

Li Yan was stunned for a moment, then trembled with anger:

"An dare to be like this, An dare to be like this?! Yang Yu, how dare you, how dare you..." "Why don't I dare?

Yang Prison interrupted him again, and coldly swept over a group of ministers who seemed to see that he was not so difficult to speak, but agitated:

"Don't forget, everyone, Mr. Yang, but now in the library of the six-door case, the number one rebel thief!"

huh~

Before he finished speaking, the goshawk had already gone away, leaving only a group of officials and ministers with ugly faces.

The goshawk flew south. Not long after UU was reading www.uukanshu.com, there was a sudden tremor, and it suddenly fell several dozen feet, flapping its wings in panic.

"Brother Yang, this is..."

Qin Si grabbed Yang Yu's sleeve robes and saw that Prince Zhao's body was shining brightly at this moment.

hum!

At this moment, she only felt a chill in her heart, and in a trance, she seemed to see blood and fire rising in the distance, flags and flags hunting, and soldiers shaking.

"This is…"

Yang prison stood silently, looking at the pool of blood and the remnant flag under the setting sun in the distance, as if dreaming back to Liuji Mountain more than ten years ago.

The same setting sun is like blood, the same **** flags and flags for hunting, the same mysterious armored horse...

"This is the end of an era..."