Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 227 Call out: Gangzi! (Please subscribe, please vote for the monthly ticket, please vote for the recommendation ticket!)
Looking at this arrow, Yuan Tiangang's dream-like scene was finally shattered!
"You are not His Majesty Taizong!"

Yuan Tiangang spoke each word with an enunciated voice, his voice having the texture of frosted metal, extremely cold, like an evil ghost crawling out of the Netherworld.

"Yes, I am not!"

Meng Fan put away his bow and stood with a calm expression, then turned to look at Yuan Tiangang: "But the disciple is better than the master, I will surpass him!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Boy, you are so bold!"

"You think you can surpass Emperor Taizong?"

Yuan Tiangang finally regained his usual composure at this time. Looking at the face that was 90% similar to Li Shimin, he couldn't help but clench his fists tightly.

He would not allow anyone to slander the wise monarch in his mind!
Yuan Tiangang dodged and appeared in front of Meng Fan the next moment, his voice like a ghost: "You fake, even if you look like him, you are still just a bastard born to a slave!"

Unexpectedly, Meng Fan sneered: "Yuan Tiangang, a summer insect cannot talk about ice, and a well frog cannot talk about the sea. The upper limit of your vision is only focused on Emperor Taizong."

"I will surpass him!"

Meng Fan said this again with a firm and confident tone.

And this sentence stimulated Yuan Tiangang even more.

In an instant, a fist carrying the majestic Tiangang Jue true energy came towards Meng Fan like a storm.

But before Meng Fan could take action himself, Li Yuanba on the side could no longer hold back and raised his two hammers to attack Yuan Tiangang.

"You are not allowed to bully my second brother!"

A domineering and powerful force like that of destroying mountains and breaking peaks emerged from the two hammers. Yuan Tiangang only took one hammer and was unexpectedly knocked back a few steps. He stomped heavily, leaving a row of deep footprints on the stone slab before he stopped.

"Such power, such a pair of hammers!"

Yuan Tiangang only felt pain in the tendons and bones of his hands. He looked carefully at Li Yuanba's unruly and skinny figure. His expression was dazed again, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "King Zhao of Xifu?!"

In such a short period of time, Yuan Tiangang had experienced too many shocks and so many coincidences that he even sweated profusely.

But Li Yuanba would not give up his attack. He raised both hammers, swung the Leiguweng Jin hammer in a circle, and directly knocked Yuan Tiangang away.

But Yuan Tiangang was worthy of the three hundred years of internal strength to protect him. Bricks and stones flew under his feet, and after plowing two deep grooves on the ground, he actually stopped.

Afterwards, he stood with his hands behind his back, with an air of profound and majestic, staring at the two figures standing side by side, in a daze.

He sighed, "Emperor Taizong, and King Zhao of Xifu, hahahaha, so many similar old friends appeared in one day."

"Is it just a coincidence, or is there an ulterior motive?"

Now, Yuan Tiangang even suspected that there was a huge force behind the two of them, and that their appearance today was to build momentum for dominating the world in the future.

It has to be said that Meng Fan’s original intention was indeed guessed to some extent.

"How about serendipity?"

"So what if you have ulterior motives?"

Meng Fan stepped forward, stopped Li Yuanba and said, "Gangzi, we can tell if I have the blood of the Tang Dynasty Li family flowing in my body by testing it, whether it's blood test or other methods, whatever!"

"Just, do you dare?"

"Hahahaha!"

Yuan Tiangang laughed wildly and said, "Even if you are a descendant of the Li family, so what? There are more than a thousand descendants of Emperor Taizong, but Li Xingyun is the only direct descendant."

"The one who can sit on the throne must be the direct descendant of Emperor Taizong!"

"I will recommend him to that position!"

Yuan Tiangang's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he looked at Meng Fan with a hint of contempt in his eyes. His words were full of domineering, as if he would not allow Meng Fan to refute at all. "Oh, really?"

"If you don't give it to me, can't I take it myself?"

"By then, even if I follow the Xuanwu Sect's inheritance system, what's the harm?!"

"you dare!!!"

Yuan Tiangang's figure attacked again, pulling out numerous phantoms.

Meng Fan simply stretched out his two fingers like swords and pointed at Yuan Tiangang's fist, stopping it. His clothes fluttered, and his figure was as motionless as a mountain.

In an instant, a powerful energy force like a raging storm rose from the place where the two men fought, and the Jiaolan Palace under their feet even collapsed because of it!
"What, how is that possible!"

Yuan Tiangang couldn't help but suddenly lose his mind. He looked at Meng Fan, who looked calm, as if he had taken his full-strength attack without any pressure.

"I have three hundred years of strength. How can you possibly stop me?"

"who are you?"

Meng Fan felt the deep and sea-like internal strength in Yuan Tiangang's body, and laughed: "How is it impossible?"

"I've said it before, your vision... is too narrow!"

After saying that, Meng Fan's eyes flashed, and a majestic phantom dozens of meters tall appeared behind him. It was formed by the innate Qi and was black and white, shaped like Kunpeng.

Woo————

The Kunpeng just let out a cry, then slowly opened its big mouth. All of Yuan Tiangang's Tiangang Jue internal force was actually absorbed by the Kunpeng's huge mouth and turned into an illusory pill that was extremely yang, strong, and pure.

Afterwards, Meng Fan's whole body strength burst out suddenly, and he just stood there and knocked Yuan Tiangang away. Meng Fan did not use too much strength in this attack.

"Commander!"

"Commander!"

Yuan Tiangang crashed into the crowd and was helped up by the bad guys. He then looked at Meng Fan steadily and asked in a dry voice: "What kind of martial arts is this?"

"There is a fish in the North Sea, named Kun. It turns into a bird, named Peng. It is inclusive and can accommodate a hundred rivers, just like the Tang Dynasty, when the gates of the nine heavens are open to the palace and people from all over the world pay homage to the emperor."

The virtual image of Kunpeng behind Meng Fan dissipated, and a solid object in the shape of a golden pill was held in Meng Fan's palm, allowing Meng Fan to admire it in his hand and said:
"Yuan Tiangang, I've wasted half of the three hundred years of skills you're so proud of!"

"Of course, this half of your internal strength is enough for you to dominate the world."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Yuan Tiangang looked at the figure in front of him and felt a heavy sense of powerlessness and oppression for the first time, just like when he faced Emperor Taizong three hundred years ago.

"Simple, don't you want to support Li Xingyun?"

"Don't you want Li Xingyun to raise an army and claim the throne?"

"Why don't we use this world as a chessboard and all living beings as chess pieces? Let's play a good game and see who will be the final winner!"

Meng Fan said: "I came here today for two purposes. One is to announce my identity to the world, and the other is to avenge my father who was once in name only!"

"What a plan!"

Yuan Tiangang stood up slowly: "Zhu Yougui murdered the emperor and intended to frame Li Xingyun, but you intervened and became the one who benefited from it."

"You killed the traitor Zhu Wen and then the villain Zhu Yougui. You have gained all the fame in the world, and you have also made your identity as a descendant of the Tang Dynasty clear."

"I worked hard to plan, but ended up making wedding clothes for you!"

"It's really a good method to maneuver!"

(End of this chapter)