Fantasy Dimension Plunder

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After Wang Shichong saw Yang Guang's peerless qinggong, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

You Chuhong found that ever since Yang Guang ascended the tower, an invisible coercion had been pressing her down, and even her breathing became heavy.

"You're rebellious, and you'll be arrested before you put your hands up!" Yang Guanghu stared, and the invisible deterrent force made the surrounding soldiers almost unable to hold their weapons.

You Chuhong barely grabbed the neck of the prince Yang Zhao next to her, and threatened Yang Guang:

"Mr. Hun, don't come here, or I will kill your son!"

Yang Zhao trembled in fright, looking at Yang Guang with longing eyes, but he didn't say a word for help.

Yang Guang was so calm and scary, he didn't look at his arrested son at all, but looked coldly at Wang Shichong who was sprawled on the ground.

"Wang Shichong, I am giving you one last chance, surrender or die!"

Seeing that Yang Guang didn't care about his son's life or death at all, You Chuhong exerted a little force with his five fingers, and his nails dug into Yang Zhao's neck, and he exclaimed in pain.

"what!"

Yang Zhao screamed, and Yang Guangcai focused his attention on him.

"How can I be threatened by you and other young people? I am in my prime of life, and I want more sons in the future!"

Yang Guang's ruthless words made You Chuhong feel cold, but Yang Zhao was full of despair.

As a son, he knew Yang Guang too well, and Yang Guang would definitely do what he said.

"Yang Guang, even if the old woman dies, she will drag your son to be buried with her!" You Chuhong jumped over the wall in a hurry, and was about to strike Yang Zhao to death with a palm, but Yang Guang moved.

brush

Yang Guang's figure flashed, and at some point he stood beside You Chuhong, and he struck her left shoulder with a lightning strike with his right hand.

砰

You Chuhong hit the palm, and her body shifted involuntarily, and Yang Zhao was also affected. At this time, Yang Guang swiped his left hand and slashed on You Chuhong's arm that was holding Yang Zhao.

"Heavenly Demon Knife"

With a flash of golden light, You Chuhong screamed, and his arm separated from his body. Yang Guang pulled Yang Zhao to his side as soon as he pulled it out. At this time, You Chuhong's arm was still on Yang Zhao's neck.

"Father!" Yang Zhao looked at Yang Guang with a pale face. He didn't dare to take off the severed palm on his neck. As the prince of a country, Yang Zhao had never seen blood in his life, let alone walked before the gate of hell. He was in a good mood. One can imagine.

"Hold on, father!" Yang Guang hugged Yang Zhao, and boasted in strides, wanting to jump off the tower. At this moment, Yang Zhao's expression became serious, and a stern look appeared in his eyes.

噗

A dagger shining with black gold was inserted into Yang Guang's waist. After Yang Zhao made a successful move, he floated back and stood beside Wang Shichong.

The sudden change made it too late for Yang Guang to react. With a pain in his waist, the body-protecting stellar energy activated on its own. He wanted to shock Yang Zhao to death, but it was still a step too late.

Yang Guang covered the wound on his waist, leaned against the city wall frowning, and shouted to Yang Zhao:

"You are not Zhao'er, who are you!"

Yang Zhao looked up to the sky and laughed proudly, touched his face, and tore off a human skin mask, proudly said to Yang Guang:

"Fun Lord, you don't even recognize your own son, you deserve this calamity!"

Appearing in front of Yang Guang was a young man in his thirties, with a pale face, dark eyes, and a trace of pleasure on his face, somewhat similar to Yang Guang's.

"Who are you!?"

While supporting Wang Shichong, the young man smiled and said, "Yang Guang, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you don't even recognize me!"

Wang Shichong changed his obsequious attitude before, stood straight beside the young man and said respectfully:

"I have seen the world!"

Yang Guang observed the young man's face carefully, and it gradually coincided with the face of a young man in his memory.

"Are you Xu Yan's nephew?"

"Yes, I am Yang Xuyan!" the young man laughed.

"You're not dead?" Yang Guang said in shock.

"How can I die if my father's revenge has not been avenged!" Yang Xuyan said bitterly: "Second Uncle, my father looks for you every night!"

"Your father is rebellious, he disregards the father-son relationship, and wants to kill the king and seize the throne, and he deserves to die!"

Yang Guang said: "Yang Yong committed the crime of punishing the nine clans. You should also be sentenced to death. Since you escaped a catastrophe, you should cherish your hard-won life. Why are you still obsessed with it!"

"Shut up!" Yang Xuyan said angrily: "If you hadn't disregarded the order of seniority and sought the throne back then, how could my father and king have taken such risks? Yang Guang, today you will pay back the capital and interest you owe me." !"

Yang Xuyan was originally the son of the late prince Yang Yong. At that time, Yang Jian, the founding emperor of the Sui Dynasty, was critically ill. The prince Yang Yong was eager to ascend the throne, and even gathered a crowd to rebel. Yang Guang finally stopped him from succeeding to the throne.

Later, the old prince's family was sentenced to death for treason, and Yang Xuyan had to escape the catastrophe. He was always waiting for an opportunity to take revenge. Wang Shichong was an old minister of the old prince, so he helped Yang Xuyan.

"Yang Guang, the dagger at your waist is coated with a poison that can seal your throat with blood. The more you practice your skills, the more the poison will spread with your blood!" Yang Xuangan seemed to feel that he had the chance to win, and said to Yang Guang proudly.

"Do you think you are sure to win?" Yang Guang pulled out the dagger from his waist, but no blood flowed out, and a strange purple-black breath lingered on the wound, and some foul-smelling gas was spraying out from the wound.

"No, he is expelling poison, stop him!" Yang Xuyan found something wrong, immediately wiped his waist, drew out a soft sword, and the sword energy poured down towards Yang Guang like a waterfall.

With a broken arm, You Chuhong wielded a crutch with one arm and used the famous stunt "splashing wind stick method" to attack Yang Guang's lower body, vowing to kill his son and grandson.

"You rebels, today I will show you the might of the Emperor Tianwei!" Yang Guangyi was not afraid, a golden light flashed all over his body, and he was ready to make a strong move.

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Yang Guang's whole body flashed with golden light, together with the "golden body of heavenly demon", the whole person was like a golden man, Yang Xuyan's sword energy hit his body and made a clanging sound, You Chuhong's crutch slammed into Yang Guang's body The lower body was shaken away by the powerful shock force.

boom

You Chuhong's crutches snapped at the sound, and she fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, a large amount of blood sprayed out of her seven orifices.

The top expert of the Dugu Clan couldn't make a single move under Yang Guang's hands, and he already fainted.

Because Yang Xuyan killed the enemy with the sword energy from the air, he was fine, maybe it was also the reason why Yang Guang didn't kill the enemy.

After shocking You Chuhong and Yang Xuyan away, the original wound on Yang Guang's waist slowly began to heal, and under Yang Xuyan's surprised gaze, he slowly recovered, as if he had never been injured.

After breaking through the first level of God's Domain, Yang Guang's life has been sublimated. Although he has not yet achieved a divine body, his recovery power is many times higher than that of ordinary people, and small wounds can be healed within a breath.

"Where is my child!" After repelling You Chuhong, Yang Guang looked at Wang Shichong.

"Don't tell him, even if he dies, I will take his son with him!" Yang Xuyan fell to the ground and said loudly to Wang Shichong.