The strongest fairy summoning system

The young man was dressed in white and Shengxue, and Zheng Di had a voice, erecting the court, as if a high immortal god, no one dared to look at him.

The Manchu Dynasty’s ministers of culture and martial arts were silent, not daring to look directly at Yang Yu standing in the center of the hall, in their eyes, Yang Yu was now a madman, a devil, and they were waiting for Yang Xuanxi to suppress everything.

The prince also waited for his father to order Yang Yu to be suppressed, as if this would make them feel at ease, they were afraid, really afraid, afraid that Yang Yu would be desperate.

Now Yang Yu has become unbelievable, ruthless, decisive in killing, even in front of the Golden Luan Hall, the Manchu Dynasty’s minister of culture and martial arts, in front of the eyes of the emperor today, unscrupulous, unscrupulous and unscrupulous to kill the commander of the Yulin Army.

However, they were disappointed by Yang Xuanxi’s performance, and they were not as angry as they imagined!

Even if Ye Liangchen was killed, Yang Xuanxi did not make a sound, still sitting peacefully on the dragon chair, but his eyes were more hazy, as well as jealousy, and looked coldly at Yan Thirteen, who was standing with his sword collected.

Clenched his hands, trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart, the current situation was already beyond his control, and from the moment Yang Yu stepped into the Golden Luan Hall, he knew that the situation was no longer under his control.

Can’t see through, the two people standing next to Yang Yu, he can’t see through any of them, so he doesn’t dare to make a move, doesn’t dare to show anything, even if he is the head of a country that is high.

Fast, ruthless, spicy, Fang Cai’s sword showed these three words vividly.

Yang Xuanxi was confident that he could take that sword, but that understated sword was obviously not the real strength of the man holding the sword, and the man’s strength was definitely beyond his imagination.

Everyone in the Azure Kingdom thought that the national master Tianyi was the strongest in the Azure Kingdom, but many people knew that this was not the case, among which Murong Qingtian was one of them.

The real strong man is always Yang Xuanxi, who is high above and sitting on the dragon chair, and the emperor of this Azure Kingdom is the strongest of the Azure Kingdom.

One sword killed Ye Liangchen, who was at the peak of the Nine Heavens of the Innate Realm, Murong Qingtian was confident that he could also do it, and there were no less than three people in the Golden Luan Hall who could do this.

“How the hell did this madman recruit such a strong person!!” Human essence level figure, Murong Qingtian’s eyes flickered, staring at Yan Thirteen fiery, and in his heart he asked Yang Yu what Yan Thirteen had paid, a Grandmaster Realm powerhouse was worth pulling in with all his might.

“There are rumors in the court and the public that King Ben rebelled, who told King Ben that King Ben had rebelled?” Yang Yu’s handsome face was as flat as water, his eyes scanned the surroundings, all of them were fearful, and he said indifferently.

“Prince, is that you!” Taking a step and crossing a few meters to grab the crown prince Yang Xiu’s clothes, Yang Yu asked coldly.

Yang Yu did not converge his momentum, and rushed straight to Yang Xiu’s face, making him a little depressed.

“No, Eleventh Brother, it’s not me, I didn’t say it!” Yang Xiu trembled, he could not imagine that Yang Yu would dare to be so bold and treat himself like this in front of the Manchu Dynasty’s Minister of Culture and Martial Arts.

“Hmph!” Dropping Yang Xiu to the ground, he smiled coldly and continued; “Since it’s not you, it’s your uncle General Murong Da, right? Isn’t it, Murong Qingtian! Turning his head, his icy eyes fell on Murong Qingtian.

Yang Xiu, who was thrown to the ground, was full of humiliation in his heart, he did not expect that in just a few months, Yang Yu would become so bold and terrifying.

However, no one paid attention to him at this time, whoops! One by one, their eyes fell on Murong Qingtian, their eyes were full of stunned, they knew that this matter was indeed mentioned by Murong Qingtian first.

Murong Qingtian knew that Yang Yu’s target was now himself, and he couldn’t avoid it, and raised his head to meet those cold and piercing eyes.

“The minister does not dare to hide it, the minister also received news from his subordinates, the matter is very important, and he has to report to His Majesty!” Sonorous, pushing everything to his subordinates.

“Good!” Yang Yu grinned, “In that case, King Ben won’t kill you either!” ”

Before Murong Qingtian could breathe a sigh of relief, Yang Yu’s next words made him tense again.

“However, King Ben also needs to teach you a lesson. Fu Hongxue, cut off one of his arms! ”

“Subordinates obey!”

Fu Hongxue dragged his strange steps and walked towards Murong Qingtian step by step.

Cripple, only then did they notice that this man with a knife in black turned out to be a cripple.

Step by step, without hurry, it is like stepping on everyone’s heart, making them feel that their heart is about to explode at any moment.

No matter how long the road had an end, and it was a distance of dozens of steps, Fu Hongxue stopped in front of Murong Qingtian.

At this moment, everyone in the hall tensed their nerves, and the great general Murong Qingtian was not the leader of the Praetorian Guard just now.

Murong Qingtian, as a great general, fought in the south and the north, and was powerful, and his cultivation was a strong man in the sixth heaven of the Grandmaster Realm.

What they knew, Yang Yu and Fu Hongxue didn’t know, with their strength, how could they not see through Murong Qingtian’s strength.

“Choke!”

Out of the knife, there is no wind and clouds changing color, no energy overflowing, just like an executioner’s flat cut.

Such a knife can really cut off the arm of the great general Murong Qingtian, they can’t believe it, and they are puzzled?

It’s just that Murong Qingtian, who faced this knife directly, really didn’t think so, and at the same time, Yang Xuanxi, who was sitting on the dragon chair, and Li Zhong, who was a grandmaster realm, trembled, they could clearly feel the horror of this knife, this knife could not only break Murong Qingtian’s arm, even if it took his life.

Murong Qingtian’s pupils suddenly dilated, terrified, and wanted to dodge, but found that he seemed to be fixed in place, unable to move, and could only watch the knife fall.

“Ugh!”

The knife was fast, without any obstacles, in an instant, blood overflowed, Murong Qingtian snorted, his face was full of pain, and his arm fell to the ground with a snap.

Everyone was stunned, what was going on, why didn’t Murong Qingtian resist, why didn’t he dodge. Where could they know that it was not that Murong Qingtian did not want to resist, but that he could not resist.

“If you dare to attach this arm, then next time King Ben will cut off your head to see if you can connect it!” Glancing at Murong Qingtian, Yang Yu’s icy voice sounded, making everyone terrified.

Yang Yu slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and felt the peace in his heart that had been lost for a long time.

The hall was silent, silent, and for a long time, Yang Yu opened his eyes, like a sharp sword, scanning everyone, wrapping the emperor Yang Xuanxian who was high above.

“You guys remember, before absolute strength, all the intrigues and tricks were futile, if King Ben knew who was behind the action, King Ben would let him watch everyone related to him kill one by one!!”

After speaking, Yang Yu didn’t even look at their reflection, turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall. Everyone on the road in front saw Yang Yu walking over, supporting each other and quickly retreating to the sides, and for some reason saw a figure dressed in white and his legs were soft.

“Rest in peace, Your Highness! Please tell the old man, where is my son? Murong Qingtian looked at the departing figure, gritted his teeth, and quickly asked Yang Yu.

“Dead!”

Yang Yu’s footsteps did not stop, and a token engraved with the word Murong was thrown on the ground, said indifferently, and continued to leave.

“Dead! He’s dead! Murong Qingtian’s body shook, and he muttered softly in his mouth, and then gritted his teeth.

The token thrown by Yang Yu was the identity plate of his son Murong Jiang, who never left his body.

Yang Yu left slowly, even though the Manchu Dynasty’s minister of culture and martial arts was dissatisfied with Yang Yu, no one dared to stop it, and the lessons of Ye Liangchen and Murong Qingtian, the commanders of the Yulin Army, were ahead.

“Touch!”

Until Yang Yu disappeared, the current emperor Yang Xuanxi’s face was livid, Yang Yu simply did not put him in his eyes, and the teacup in his hand fell violently to the ground.

“!” With an angry snort in his mouth, he flicked his sleeves and left, and Li Zhong, the chief eunuch, hurriedly followed, and the Manchu minister of culture and martial arts also left.