Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Three The Ultimate Banquet
Yang Liang believes that under normal circumstances, Wang Junlin knows how to choose, but the problem is that Wang Junlin himself is not the person who should appear under normal circumstances.
Yang Liang was more anxious than Wang Junlin. What he and the prince were competing for was the Sui Dynasty, which was the most noble position in the world. This itself was a never-ending matter, because everyone with a discerning eye knew that no matter who succeeded Yang Guang or Yang Liang to the throne, who would be the first to take the throne?
One thing is to kill the other party. No matter what the reason is, they will never allow the other party to live and cause further possible trouble for themselves.
Therefore, after hearing his father highly praise and affirm Wang Junlin's abilities and methods, Yang Liang was much more eager to win Wang Junlin under his command than Wang Junlin himself. According to what his father said, Wang Junlin alone
He can be worthy of all the staff and martial arts masters in his house. He even has a plan to kill Yang Guang, and if Wang Junlin implements this plan, there is 80% certainty. As long as Yang Guang is eliminated, he Yang Liang
He is the heir to the throne.
The main hall was very quiet, and time seemed to have frozen. Yang Liang's face was full of smiles, his expression was calm, but there was a hint of anxiety and anger in his eyes from time to time.
Wang Junlin had no expression on his face, looking down at his hands. It seemed like he was hesitating, but actually thinking about it again, with Yang Liang's character, if he categorically refused today, it would immediately turn into a Hongmen Banquet. Based on his hearing, he had already heard
What I have noticed and discovered is that this is the palace of the King of Han. As long as Yang Liang gives an order, countless guards will surround him, and there are at least two strong men with broken merits beside the King of Han.
After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Wang Junlin suddenly raised his head and smiled at him.
"I already understand what Your Highness means, but I cannot give you an answer today. I put myself first before being a villain. Everything Your Highness said today needs to be verified before I can make a decision. After all... the decision I need to make is no small matter.
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Yang Liang showed a high degree of self-restraint at this time. Although he was extremely angry when he heard this, he still suppressed the slightest expression on his face and instead showed a look of appreciation.
"The Marquis of Qin An is indeed cautious in his actions. No wonder he has become famous all over the world in just two years, has made great military exploits, and has become the youngest founding Marquis of our Sui Dynasty. I have lived in Taiyuan for a long time, and I don't know much about it. Today I have a deep talk,
It is indeed extraordinary, eh! Qin Anhou, please stay for a moment while I go and have a convenience."
Wang Junlin stood up with a smile and said: "Could it be that His Highness the King of Han wants to ask the two masters next door to come over and kill me?"
When Yang Liang heard this, his expression changed, and a voice came from outside: "The Marquis of Qin An knew that the two of us were next door, yet he dared to stay here to drink. He is really brave."
As the words came out, two old men, one fat and one thin, walked in, guarding Han Wang Yang Liang behind them.
Wang Junlin watched the two people appear and thought that this Han king was decisive in killing and would kill him without hesitation if he failed to win over him. He had the nature of a hero, but he didn't know if he had the ability of a hero.
He originally wanted to say something and ask the King of Han to let him go, but when he looked at these two people, he remembered that since the battle with the Spring and Autumn Envoy nearly two months ago, he had recently gained some understanding of his sword skills. When he reached the critical point of breakthrough, there was only one opportunity left.
, you can take another step forward, and these two people are just ordinary characters among the masters who have broken the power, and they are the best candidates to feed them.
"I am sealing the sword in my left hand..."
"I'm sorry to see Zhao..."
Before the two old men could register themselves, Wang Junlin interrupted them and said, "You guys are such a bunch of people, I don't even want to know your name. If you want to kill me, just do it!"
"Since you are in a hurry to die, let us send you on your way!" The two old men looked angry and worried. Zhao Shiguang shouted coldly and walked towards Wang Junlin.
Wang Junlin watched Zhao Shiguang approach slowly, his expression calm and calm, and he even sat there motionless.
The more Wang Junlin was so confident and fearless, the more solemn Zhao Shiguang's expression became. After all, Wang Junlin's illustrious and vicious name was placed in the shadow of a famous tree. Just poisoning and burning so many people would be enough to make anyone
People are frightened, of course Zhao Shiguang is guarding against Wang Junlin's poison.
Six feet, five feet, four feet... Wang Junlin held the handle of the Dragon Bird Sword with his right hand at his waist.
Zhao Shiguang finally took action. One of the main reasons why his Jianghu nickname was Guijianchou was that he had a pair of ghost hands. At this time, the pair of ghost hands opened like eagle claws and grabbed Wang Junlin's head in a small space.
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In an attempt to kill the enemy in one fell swoop, he was still wary of Wang Junlin's poison rather than his martial arts.
He noticed that Wang Junlin had a very strange look in his eyes.
It was not fear, but speechlessness. Wang Junlin was really speechless at this time. He had never consciously hidden his martial arts, but his poison was so famous and he had killed so many people that people only saw it.
His poison, but neglected his martial arts.
After being speechless, I looked at the old man with pity, pity that he actually underestimated the enemy when facing him.
Wang Junlin's expression made Zhao Shiguang feel something was wrong.
The claws are like unsheathed sharp knives, and the arrows that have been loosed from the string are hard to recover.
Right now.
There was a soft whistling sound.
Wang Junlin, who was sitting on the soft couch, was covered by a ball of silver light. The silver light exploded quickly, and the dilapidated room was filled with light spots.
Zhao Shiguang's expression changed and he exclaimed.
Something happened suddenly. Zhao Shiguang was worthy of being a master of breaking the martial arts. Instead of retreating, he advanced forward. His hands turned into thousands of claws and attacked forcefully into the light spot swung by Wang Junlin's Dragon Bird Sword.
Zhao Shiguang was mostly focused on Wang Junlin's poison, but Wang Junlin was ready to attack. The former was originally weaker than the latter, but now that one is ebbing and the other is increasing, the difference is even greater.
A series of snapping sounds resounded in the dilapidated house, causing Yang Liang's eardrums to hurt.
Feng Wuji, the sword in his left hand next to him, was protecting the King of Han, preventing Wang Junlin from injuring the King of Han with his strange moves, and at the same time, he was also defending Zhao Shiguang. Wang Junlin's superb sword skills surprised him, and he wanted to intervene and help in a short time.
There was no way to start again. In the dazzling light of swords all over the sky, Zhao Shiguang dodged with all his strength in the space of the hall. He was very fast, but he was slightly embarrassed to dodge Wang Junlin's huge wave attack.
The victory or defeat will be decided soon.
Blood splattered.
Zhao Shiguang retreated violently with a flash of blood.
The cold light of the Dragon Bird Sword surged, and it shot out at the speed of thunder and lightning.
Feng Wuji shouted loudly, and the white short sword in his left hand turned into a rainbow. He used the method of surrounding Wei and saving Zhao, and slashed at Wang Junlin from the waist.
Wang Junlin did not dare to neglect, so he had to give up the pursuit of Zhao Shiguang. The dragon bird sword moved sideways and collided with the white short sword, causing a burst of sparks. Wang Junlin had just fought hard for a while, exhausted his strength, and had to retreat, and Feng Wuji
Feeling a strong force coming from the white knife, he took three steps back as his face changed, and then he was relieved.