The First Cause of All Realms

indecisive!

This is the most profound knowledge about the second half of his life that Yang prison has learned about this unparalleled martial artist in the past ten years.

Henry Zhang, who was in the first half of his life, looked all over the world and looked down at the world. Before he was young, there was already one person who overwhelmed the two martial arts saints and defeated the record of millions of armies in the two countries.

He even controlled the military and horses of the world, and conquered the rivers, lakes and temples by one person.

But just when everyone thought that he was about to ascend to the throne, he retreated bravely, retreated from Jing'an for many years, and let Emperor Qianheng, who he personally elected to the throne, search the world without hesitation.

No matter what the reason is, being in the position and not doing anything, in Yang Yu's view, this is indecision.

"indecisive"

Chewing these four words, Henry Zhang said lightly:

"Your courage is indeed great, much bigger than what Xu Wenji mentioned in the letter."

His voice was very calm, but the ghost baby in the distance felt chills all over, and couldn't help shivering, backing away, and his heart skipping a beat.

It seems that the anger is surging under the boundless ocean, and it is about to set off a wave of destruction.

Invisible energy filled the air, but Yang Yu's expression did not change, he just asked: "If you want to kill me, if you only promise, will you be able to live?"

"You can see clearly."

Hearing this, Henry Zhang couldn't help shaking his head, but he didn't care about his offense, and said with a little emotion:

"In the more than seventy years after Liuji Mountain, the praise of the world has been too high, and many people worship me like a god, but the old man is still only a mortal body, and he also has seven emotions and six desires. He can laugh and cry.

He can't be regarded as a last resort, he's not invincible in the world, he's not a selfless saint, he's just an old soldier with good martial arts talent, good luck, and not a short life. "

The night fell silently, and in the breeze, the bonfires were indefinitely extinguished.

"When I was young, I had a strong personality. Although my martial arts talent was not bad, I was not liked by my elders. I was even more jealous of the imperial court because of the order, and there was no possibility of inheriting the throne.

But it was exactly what I wanted, and I simply left the house and went to the rivers and lakes. At that time, the government was already shaking, and there were signs of chaos in the world.

Under the calm voice, there was a martial dao will that was so tyrannical that Yang Prison could not describe it at this time. In a trance, he actually had the illusion of stepping into a fairyland.

The will of the person in front of him has indeed reached an unimaginable level.

He subconsciously wanted to struggle to quit, but when he thought about it, he endured it, and focused on the perception, as if he saw a young man.

An old horse, a young man walks the rivers and lakes.

The young Henry Zhang is more violent than the rumors. He came out of Linlong, and in the prefectures and counties he passed, all the people were killed, and he was even worse than him.

Down to the local ruffians, up to the officials, they will kill everything, and dozens of times they have been chased and killed by all walks of life.

During this process, he nearly survived many times, but he also made great progress in martial arts, and in Yunzhou, he became a late bloomer, Xu Wenji, who was still studying at the time.

In it, he even saw the man of the truth

"Xu Wenji has the appearance of a middle-aged man, but he is quite pure. I admire him quite a lot. I gave him martial arts advice. Later, when the border was in a hurry, he went to join the army together."

At this point, Henry Zhang understated it, but he couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart:

"I was waiting for a group of people, wanting to report the national disaster, and I went with enthusiasm, but the frontier army had already rotted to its roots at that time, and all kinds of ordnance were actually sold to the enemy."

Yang prison's quiet feeling.

The will of martial arts has reached such a point that it is almost a memory reappearance, and he can even feel the state of mind of the person at that time, and even the person walking with him.

joy, anger, killing intent, sadness

In the huge battlefield with more than three million elites and a span of more than ten years, he saw Xu Wenji howling and burying his companions again and again, and seeing Longyuan King Qinglong nine kills and diligent progress,

Wei Zhengxian, who saw the 14th soldier, whose arms were no more than four images, saw Lin Qitian, who had a bow in his hand, which was enough to suppress the opponent's pile of sharp archers.

And, the battle must come first, and Fang Zhenghao, who has suffered hundreds of injuries, still has to tear his opponents apart.

There are many more shadows of people who are famous now, or who are long dead

At the end of the war, Henry Zhang, the desolate prince, became the world-famous Zhao King of the West Palace, who controlled the soldiers of the world and became famous all over the world.

Inside and outside the Liuji Mountain, the dark red color has not faded for seventy years. Even now, there are still bones, borders and roads, ten rooms and nine empty spaces.

"The world saw Henry Zhang's invincibility, saw him break through and rush to kill, undead in a hundred battles, saw him behead a million, and became famous all over the world.

Who remembers the tired bones? "

Henry Zhang said calmly, understatement:

"Ten years of accumulated mountains have exhausted 90% of the old man's killing intent"

His will was extremely strong at this moment, Yang Prison touched it a little, and he could hardly breathe. It was the indifference and sadness after personally destroying the lives of millions of people.

Yang prison was silent, such a will is too heavy for him to bear at this time.

"After the war, the old man devoted himself to people's livelihood, revised the law, reformed the administration of officials, purged the frontier army and the rivers and lakes, and once swept away the demonic atmosphere that he saw"

Having said this, Henry Zhang paused slightly, looked across from the bonfire, and asked:

"If you were an old man, you fought a **** battle for ten years, killed a hundred times for you, killed your father and brother, and knelt down at your feet, a subordinate who had blocked the sword for you several times, asking you to let go of his wicked son who raped other people's wives and daughters. , how will you be?"

Yang prison raised his eyebrows.

But before he could answer, Henry Zhang spoke again:

"Your best friend, before he died, entrusted you to protect his son, and when you got out of the battlefield, you realized that he was on the wrong side, bullying men and women, what should you do in a fish-and-meat town?"

"You cultivated it with your own hands, you are the subordinates of your son and nephew, and you are a traitor."

"The subordinates who have been fighting with you for many years, prefer leisure and dislike labor, and annex the land"

"Friends for many years, I beg you to take care of your children, as long as you open one eye and close one eye, you will be able to give them prosperity and wealth."

"Ten years of **** battle, the turn of life and death, became the noble family you will target"

"Love you more than your own mother, accidentally killed someone, violated the law you issued"

"your uncle"

"your nephew"

"Your brother and sister"

"When you look into it carefully, you will find that the source of all the perverted, illegal, and wanton actions is actually yourself."

With a long sigh, the unparalleled overlord, with an imperceptible tiredness in his tone:

"The old man is just an old man who survived by luck. If he is lucky, he may be the master of hegemony, but he can't be the master of this rejuvenation."

In the strong will, Yang prison seems to have pain.

Xu Wenji's rule of ten directions, Linlong Dao was completely practiced at first, and even the nearby Dao, under the deterrence of Henry Zhang, reformed the new law.

Under the unparalleled force, everything went smoothly at first, and the gangs and sects in the territory were swept away.

The poor and rich in martial arts, at least half of those who are successful in martial arts in this world come from aristocratic families

In the end, as Henry Zhang said, what he faced was his comrades who fought side by side with him, the generals under his command, the elite knights in mysterious armor,

Mother family, even relatives.

"Once upon a time, the old man was confused and didn't understand why they, who gave up their lives on the battlefield, would act recklessly once they returned to the fief."

At this point, Henry Zhang didn't say anything more.

But Yang Yu knew that the reason why this man told him this must be that he knew what he had done in the Northwest Road, and he was not optimistic.

Everything he's been through, he's bound to experience himself

"Peerless force can't overwhelm people's hearts"

Yang Prison shook his head slightly.

He wanted to say something, but kept his mouth shut.

"As you said, it may not be impossible for the old man to take the supreme position, but once the government and the opposition are shaken, Sirius and Da Li will also rise again, internal and external troubles, and the heavenly changes are coming."

Looking at the bonfire that was getting smaller and smaller, Henry Zhang suddenly smiled:

"Boy Yang, do you regret stepping into this quagmire now?"

"regret?"

Yang Prison first shook his head, then nodded:

"I didn't have one, but after hearing what you said, I somehow regretted it."

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Henry Zhang burst into laughter, UU reading www.uukanshu. The sound waves reverberated, and the blood was masculine, forcing the ghost baby to scream, and suddenly got into the ground, extremely embarrassed.

The old ghost who has accumulated years is not afraid of ordinary blood, but this old guy is unbelievable.

After laughing, Yang Yu asked Dayan Mountain.

"The old witch"

Henry Zhang’s expression darkened slightly:

"This idiot is nothing but a mediocre person, but the chance is too good, and the life is too long. It's really not easy to kill her."

Seeing his answer, Yang Yu was shocked and asked:

"I don't know how the battle was won or lost a few years ago?"

"I lost."

Henry Zhang is very calm.

"Lose, lose?"

With such a neat answer, Yang Yu was at a loss for words for a while. This man is really different from the legend.

"Boy, you don't understand. Sometimes, it's better to lose, and it's great to lose!"

Taking a meaningful look at Yang Yu, Henry Zhang stood up, but he didn't see any movement. He had already gone a few miles away, and a few flickers had disappeared in the direction of Lianshanguan.

The laughter echoed, and it didn't stop.

"Boy, this time this old man is out of the customs, he is missing a corpse man. You are not bad. If you have the courage, tomorrow morning, you will go with the old man!"

"call!"

Yang prison was silent for a moment, got up, and responded loudly:

"Why don't you dare?!"

In the whistling night wind, the ghost baby stuck his head out, looked at the direction Henry Zhang was going, and heard his master's answer, he couldn't help reminding:

"Master, you can't go with him, this old guy has already"

The voice came to an abrupt end, and was swept away by Yang Yu's indifferent eyes.

But he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Are you ready to run away?

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