When everyone was shocked, Yi Changzi spoke.


    "Just then, my second and third brothers had a chance to attack at the same time. It''s not right."


    Gao Wang and Jiang beigui bowed their heads when they heard the speech, and their eyes flashed unwilling.


    Yi changjue''s tone was calm. Like a gentle elder, he said slowly, "as compensation, I only give one sword today. If you can take this sword, I promise on behalf of LingXiao palace not to interfere in the matter between you and Dashin."


    Looking at Yi changjue, Yang Xuan showed a trace of solemnity in his eyes. From Yi changjue''s body, he felt a breath of peace, but it was this breath of peace that gave him a strong sense of danger.


    Yi changjue said faintly, "I have only three swords in my life. One sword splits heaven and earth, one sword breaks mountains and rivers, and one sword breaks stars. Today I only have the first sword. Please be careful!"


    Then he took off a long sword from his waist.


    Yang Xuan''s eyes fell on his long sword.


    This is a wooden sword. It looks ordinary and its workmanship is rough. It seems that it is cut from a random piece of wood. It doesn''t even have a scabbard. It just takes a red rope and hangs it around the waist.


    "Be careful!"


    Yi changjue said faintly, and then stabbed it with a sword.


    The next moment, Yang Xuan found that the earth under his feet was broken, and at the same time, there was the sky above him.


    The blue sky opened gaps, revealing a huge wooden sword, which ran through the world in an instant.


    Countless huge wooden swords stabbed down from the sky. In an instant, a cage composed entirely of wooden swords surrounded Yang Xuan.


    In the cage, Yang Xuan stood quietly, like a statue.


    An extremely dangerous smell came out, which made Yang xuanru fall into the ice cave.


    Yang Xuan''s face turned pale. He was not sure of this move.


    He even had a feeling that if he tried to take this move, he would probably die. Even the wooden aura was not enough to save him.


    This sword has touched the avenue of heaven and earth!


    After a long time, Yang Xuan suddenly sighed gently, and a trace of determination appeared in his eyes.


    With this sigh, a butterfly half white and half black appeared around him.


    Yang Xuan''s face was very pale, and sweat stains appeared on his forehead.


    A lot of aura poured into the butterfly.


    A moment later, the butterfly flashed its wings.


    The wooden sword disappeared, and the world returned to peace. It seemed that nothing had happened.


    Yi changjue''s eyes fell on the black and white butterfly, expressionless.


    After a while, he hung the wooden sword around his waist again, and then turned around.


    "Let''s go!" he said faintly, step by step to the distance.


    Gao Wang''s eyes were full of shock. After taking a final look at Yang Xuan, he turned and left.


    Jiangbei opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn''t say anything. Similarly, he turned around and left without looking back.


    Yang Xuan took a deep breath. The butterfly in front of him disappeared. Then he turned his head and looked very cold.


    The whole capital of the Dashen empire was silent, and no one spoke. After watching the three leave, everyone turned their eyes on Yang Xuan.


    Shen Yuanlie took a long breath and slowly closed his eyes.


    The Shen clan burst into tears in despair and cried one after another.


    But the next moment, the cry stopped suddenly, because a breeze came.


    Like cutting wheat, thousands of Shen''s people fell down one after another, losing the breath of life.


    Perhaps, at the last moment of their life, they still don''t believe that they died like this, and still fantasize that someone can appear in front of them and save their lives.


    But no!


    So they died, dead under a mistake they didn''t make.


    Maybe, a few years later, someone will say that they are innocent and should not die. Maybe someone will scold butcher Yang Xuan, madman and executioner.


    Yang Xuan could forgive them or just kill Shen Yuanlie, but Yang Xuan didn''t.


    He was never a good man, nor did he think he was a good man.


    You can call him a butcher or a madman. He''s just him. He''s just the young man who has been killing people from the beginning, the young man who cried out in the back of the Yang family.


    Shen Yuanlie left tears in his eyes. Watching the Shen people fall down one by one, he finally burst into tears.


    He hates me!


    He hated Yang Xuan and the man who personally sent Shen to hell.


    But what he hates more is himself.


    But it''s too late. No matter who he hates, he can''t change the ending.


    "Yang Xuan, my ending today is your ending tomorrow!" he opened his eyes and looked at Yang Xuan, word by word.


    Yang Xuan didn''t look at him, but his eyes fell in a direction, where there was a young man standing in the body at a loss.


    "Maybe, maybe not, but you can''t see it!" after a long time, he took back his eyes, said faintly, responded to Shen Yuanlie''s words, and then waved slightly. The young man couldn''t help flying in front of him.


    "What''s your name?" Yang Xuan looked at him and asked.


    The young man burst into tears and looked at Yang Xuan with hatred in his eyes.


    "My name is Shen Fu!" the young man made a stubborn voice.


    Shen Yuanlie looks at Shen Fu. He doesn''t know who Shen Fu is.


    The Shen clan is so huge that he can''t know everyone.


    "Do you want revenge?" Yang Xuan asked.


    Shen Yuanlie suddenly looked at Yang Xuan.


    "Think, I''ll kill you!" Shen Fu''s tears burst out again.


    Yang Xuan smiled. The young man in front of him was not in the pursuit of his soul. In other words, the young man named Shen Fu was not Shen''s blood.


    significant!


    "Worship me as a teacher. From today on, you will be the emperor of Dashen!" Yang Xuan said faintly.


    the breaking of rock frightens the heaven!


    Shen Yuanlie suddenly looked up and couldn''t believe looking at Yang Xuan. A moment later, his eyes suddenly showed ecstasy.


    The onlookers were stunned. They didn''t understand what Yang Xuan meant.


    Shen Fu was stunned and looked at Shen Yuanlie at a loss.


    Shen Yuanlie suddenly exhausted all his strength and said hoarsely, "I, Shen Yuanlie, am the emperor of the great Shen Dynasty. Today, I am dying. I pass the throne to Shen Fu. All my subjects worship the new emperor!"


    His voice spread all over the imperial palace. Standing in the distance, all civil and military officials who could not get close heard his voice.


    After a moment of silence, all the officials bowed down and wept bitterly: "Your Majesty, your majesty, you have a good trip!"


    Huge cries rang through the whole palace. For a time, heaven and earth seemed to be wailing.


    "Shen Fu, kneel down and worship him as a teacher!" Shen Yuanlie said solemnly in his eyes.


    "No, I won''t take the enemy as my teacher!" Shen Fu''s stubborn voice sounded.


    Shen Yuanlie was so angry that he took another breath of blood and said in a harsh voice, "worship him as a teacher, or I will die in peace."


    Shen Fu''s young face showed consternation. After a long time, he suddenly knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Yang Xuan three times and said, "master!"


    But the color of hatred on his face could not be erased.