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Chapter 281: Hundred Households Arrive(1/3)

"Saint! He actually used the imperial edict to suppress me!"

Yang Hong was so angry that the veins on his forehead throbbed, his face turned red, and his chest was surging with anger.

The unopened wooden box only revealed a gap half a finger wide, and thousands of bright golden lights were emitting from it.

Every trace, every strand, seems to be condensed into substance.

It's like crackling electricity piercing into the flesh and blood, causing severe burning pain.

Just like an ordinary person with a mortal body, he puts his hand into the stove.

The hot breath will burn the skin and crack it!

"The saint...the saint has come out of seclusion? No! It's just an imperial edict that contains the dragon vein of the emperor!"

Even though Yang Hong had already been promoted to the fifth level of martial arts and ranked as a master.

The strength of his body is comparable to that of the Heavenly Iron and is indestructible.

But, inside that small wooden box.

It's like a blazing sun is blooming, emitting a fierce light!

It stings the skin and flesh, crushes the muscles and bones, and is unstoppable!

Even the Grandmaster of the Five Realms cannot compete!

"Don't even think about it! I will never retreat!"

Yang Hong's eyes widened with anger, almost splitting the corners of his eyes.

The sea of ​​qi in the body roared together, like a huge heavenly drum rumbling.

Dongdong! Dongdongdong!

Circles of fierce sound waves visible to the naked eye caused endless ripples in the void.

Just like a giant whale turning over the river and overturning the sea, the sea is in chaos and chaos!

Located in the inner courtyard, this large emerald lake reflects the green mountains.

It seemed to be affected by the Qi movement and kept shaking.

Suddenly, the world was shocked!

The huge commotion almost resounded throughout the entire county!

The busybodies who were waiting to see the excitement all looked towards the Duke's residence.

All I saw was a horrifying scene of changing winds and clouds and dark sky.

"Because of the assassination of a Liaodong mud-legged man, I have to give up my adopted son to pay for my life!

Donggong, you really insulted me too much!"

Yang Hong's face trembled, and he tried his best to fight against the terrifying aura leaking from the square wooden box.

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

The hot blood energy unique to the Five Realm Grandmaster, and the cold evil energy of the military master.

Like fierce ice and fire clashing, soaring straight into the sky!

It stirred up billowing white smoke more than ten feet high, covering the ground for dozens of miles!

Yang Zhong, who had stumbled a few times, was dumbfounded by this astonishing sight.

What's going on?

What exactly is in that square wooden box?

It was so heavy that my husband couldn’t breathe and couldn’t straighten his back?!

Is it possible...

Tap tap, tap tap tap!

The sudden change quickly attracted the guards of the Duke's mansion.

Hills and green mountains made of piles of earth and rocks are surrounded by waterside pavilions.

Suddenly, many martial arts masters wearing powerful clothes and powerful auras appeared.

Under the courtyard wall, there were also more than seventy or eighty swordsmen and axe-hands standing with bows and swords.

Each one holds a four-finger-wide Bailian Dao, with sharp eyes like a hawk, and a fierce murderous aura.

At the same time, thirty or forty masters wearing leather armor, holding powerful crossbows, and drawing strong bows crouched on the courtyard wall.

Crossbow arrows, bows and arrows, with a cold light, are extremely lethal!

Once surrounded, it will be difficult for the great masters of the four realms of Ning Gang to escape.

However, according to Dajing regulations, the court did not allow it.

Keeping armor, stomach, and bows and crossbows privately at home is considered to have treasonous intentions.

But in the inner courtyard of Liang Guogong, he kept the personal soldiers with him.

The armor, swords, and crossbows he wore were all military weapons.

There is also the mark of the Ministry of War on it, making it difficult to forge.

It can be seen from this that this domineering old prince.

Although he has been out of office for many years, his power has not weakened and he still firmly controls the overall situation.

"Go down."

Yang Hong's voice was like a bell, and he shouted.

The tall body, which stood as straight as a big gun, seemed to have been pressed to the extreme and was already half-bent.

The broad palm pressed against the wooden box was like grasping a red-hot brand.

It became charred black and almost bursting.

"master……"

Yang Zhong looked worried.

"Get down!"

Yang Hong gritted his teeth and roared with difficulty.

"As you command!"

Those Mo Dao Guards and Jin Nu Guards hiding in the dark.

They are all veterans who have been killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​​​blood, and they only obey the orders of Yang Hong.

As soon as the Duke's voice fell, figures scattered around.

Like a ghost, it disappeared in an instant.

"I don't believe it anymore. Before the saint has arrived, just an imperial edict can make me bow my head!"

Yang Hong's beard and hair were spread out, and he boldly mobilized the ten horizontal fences that were respected on the battlefield.

In an instant, there seemed to be a clang of gold and iron.

The strong killing aura was like a protruding sword and spear, violently colliding with the bright golden light.

When he thought about it, the saint had not been in court for twenty years, so how could he leave the country rashly?

The imperial decree in the wooden box must have been left in advance to nip it in the bud.

Now, the prince borrowed the power of a fox and a tiger to force him to bow his head.

"What a great idea! This is using Liaodong mud legs as bait and letting me bite the hook!

If His Highness wants to invade Liaodong and suppress Huaixi, he must kill the chickens to scare the monkeys!

I am just the most suitable candidate... I am worthy of being called Yuzou, the cunning rabbit’s dead friend!”

Yang Hong's mind turned, he thought clearly about the context, and said with a ferocious expression:

"Hmph, I don't want to do what you want. Even if my foundation is damaged, I still have to resist!"

This duke with great military exploits had a very high self-esteem throughout his life.

When I was young, I was greedy and crazy, and I never paid attention to the heroes in the world.

I once openly said that I would only obey two people in my life.

One is the Jingchao saint who came from a humble background but was extremely courageous and conquered thousands of miles.

The second is Yan Renbo, who can march hundreds of thousands of people across the world without ever being defeated!

The rest of the people are all mediocre.

So, as far as Yang Hong is concerned.

No matter how outstanding Bai Hanzhang is, he is just a junior, why should he step on his head?
To be continued...
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