"Nanhua!"

"No!"

"It should be said that Liu Hou,"

"You helped Emperor Gaozu in the past and established the Emperor Han Dynasty. Why are you a thief and destroyed the Han Dynasty?"

"If you surrender, you can live without any blame and still be granted the title of Marquis of Liu and have a fief of ten thousand households!"

Wang Yue stood above the palace building holding the Chixiao Sword, staring at the people below from a high place. Yang Qifeng and Xiliang Iron Cavalry had been completely ignored by him, and there was only a figure in his eyes.

"Destroy the Han Dynasty," Nanhua laughed, and he continued to tell: "Wang Jujun, who was in power in the past, was also my disciple,"

"I have done more than once to destroy the Han Dynasty,"

"Since I have known my origin, I don't believe what happened to Wang Mang. You don't know about this kind of delaying strategy, so don't show off your skills here."

"Liuhou doesn't plan to turn back, so let's die," Wang Yue walked with his sword. He took one step at a time, and the sword light was as sharp as a pillar, with no way to stop the sword in his hand.

The Red Turban Reis is invulnerable, but it is based on ordinary people. Even a warrior wants to break the Red Turban Reis, but this is not a big problem for the Martial Saint.

The long sword pierced into the body of the Red Turban Powerful Man, and the sword light directly shattered the body of the Red Turban Powerful Man. The body of the Red Turban Powerful Man began to crack and finally turned into bean dregs and shattered.

In a blink of an eye, the Red Turban Strongman who had climbed to the palace building was cleaned up by Wang Yue. He stood on the palace building and stared coldly below, and did not attack without authorization. Obviously, his plan was to guard the place.

As long as Wang Yue can hold this place down, the longer the time will be delayed, the more beneficial it will be to him. The chaos cannot continue. This turmoil will end sooner or later.

When the chaos ended, the Han Dynasty's power was concentrated, and suppressing the rebellion was just a matter of rebellion. Yang Qifeng could see this clearly.

If there is an emperor in hand, you can justify the dissidents and wait for an opportunity to monopolize the power. This is also the main reason why Dong Zhuo began to grow rapidly after entering Beijing in history.

However, there is no such good situation in this world, and you can easily get the emperor into your hands. However, although the emperor has not obtained it, the current situation is not bad.

In the past, Luoyang was a dragon and tiger den, and even if the Martial Saint came here, he would have to leave it here. But now I don’t know how many forces work together to make efforts with the help of Emperor Ling, the new emperor succeeded to the throne, the power changed, and the court and the country were unstable.

He started to attack suddenly, directly creating this great unrest, creating an opportunity for foreign troops to enter Beijing, and also creating the best opportunity for Yang Qifeng to explore the mystery of the sky and find things that the main god lacks.

Yang Qifeng snorted coldly. He was no longer counting on Nanhua at this moment. With Wang Yue, the martial saint, sitting in the palace building, Nanhua had been restrained. He urged the Red Rabbit Horse and rushed towards the palace gate.

The red rabbit moved its four hooves and ran out quickly, and a red color flashed away. Yang Qifeng came to the palace gate. The Tiangang battle axe was raised by him. With the help of the red rabbit's charge, he slashed axe fiercely at the palace gate.

The force of slashing Huashan is the most destructive attack among the four killing moves of Tiangang's thirty-six axes.

The deafening bombardment sound came out, but the palace building shook, click, click, scratch, the palace gate shattered violently, and wood chips began to splash everywhere.

The fierce force continued to vent from the Tiangang Battle Axe, directly shattering the palace gate.

Yang Qifeng sat upright on the Red Rabbit, his arm holding the Tiangang Battle Axe trembled slightly, and the force of the countershock was quite strong. His arms had stabilized after just two short breaths.

Wang Yue's calm expression suddenly changed. He jumped down from the palace building, but did not stop the army from advancing. He also knew that when the palace gate was damaged, he could not stop the army by his own strength.

If only a large army was fine, but with strong men who were not weak, he would definitely not be able to stop him. He showed the situation to the fullest.

Wang Yue jumped away, but Yang Qifeng did not stop him. He led the Western Liang Iron Cavalry to start rushing into the deep palace. In front of him was the Nanhua leading the way. This person knew the layout of the palace well.

It seemed as if this palace was built by him personally, and he spoke at the same time explaining the layout of the palace for Yang Qifeng. The palace was divided into two palaces, south and north.

The two palaces are connected by a complex road covered with roofs, and are seven miles long from north to south. There is also a guard every ten steps, standing on the side and wings, which is very majestic.

However, this usual standard configuration is now no longer there, and there is silence and silence in all directions.

After the narrow vision, it suddenly became clear. This was a square paved with bluestone slabs, but it was a fiery red area. One after another, the elite men stood in line with spears.

Wearing brightly as bright as blood, his upright body stood under the scorching sun, but he was meticulous and unrestrained. This was an elite army.

A golden-lacquered dragon throne was placed in front of the army, and a young man sat upright. He wore an imperial crown and a crown garment. The crown garment was mysterious, with a vermilion top, a vermilion bottom, and a sealed pattern on the top and bottom, a cover of knees, a ribbon, a red robe, etc.

The twelve sagging crowns made outsiders unable to see their appearance. They held a beautiful pattern in their hands, decorated with colorful beads. The cold light of Jiuhua jade was so strong that it was a sword with a blade like frost and snow, and it was the Chixiao Sword!

With the horse's hooves moving, the Western Liang iron cavalry arrived, and the bells and chimes were ringing, and the music was melodious, as if we were welcoming them.

Wang Yue, who had just escaped, was standing beside him at this moment. Not only Wang Yue was here, but also two martial saints with blood and energy storms beside him.

One of them was more familiar with the Imperial Guards, the Yulin and the Imperial Guards of the Great Han Dynasty, all of which were elite troops composed of martial arts soldiers. Their commanders were all Martial Saints, and the Yulin Guards and the Yulin Guards both died in the Battle of Guangzong.

But the remaining one was relatively unfamiliar with him. This was not the general He Jin. From this point of view, the Great Han Wushen Saint was not seven, but eight. This one completely concealed, and only when something happened to the Great Han Dynasty, it appeared in front of others.

Yang Qifeng looked around and looked at the young emperor. The situation was once again confusing. The chaos in the palace was intentional.

There is this elite army in front of you and three martial saints beside you. Don’t talk about the chaos in the palace, even the chaos in Luoyang City can be suppressed.

But Luoyang is still in chaos, even the palace is the same. If such a situation occurs, there is only one explanation. This chaos was intentional by the young emperor.

He was confused. The young emperor was only thirteen years old. How could he have such a great decision at such an age? Even if he had the determination, he still had no such prestige to promote this matter.

But the next moment when Nanhua spoke, Yang Qifeng already knew why this was the case.
Chapter completed!