Fairy, I really am a villain!

It is through the teachings of the saints that we can truly eliminate dissidents and unite against those who are different from us.

But what means will he use?

"Princess, please give me your sword!"

Looking at the people with different expressions, Yang Tianxiu stretched out his hand to the side, "Come!"

choke!

It seemed as if a vast dragon roar was sounded, and the momentum that seemed to control the eight directions and suppress the four seas suddenly expanded. A golden dragon shadow broke free from its restraints and appeared behind Yang Tianxiu!

Princess Zhaoyang took out a box with both hands. The lid was opened and inside lay a long sword that was completely red-gold!

It is the pillar that saved the previous dynasty from collapse; it is the magic weapon that suppressed the destiny of the whole country; it is the great formation that stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles in Dingjun.

Divine weapon, the Emperor's Sword!!

Its reputation was known to everyone, and the first reaction of almost everyone present was to kneel down and shout "Long live the Buddha."

Even Yan Zhensheng, who had been very tough just now, knelt down with the crowd, but his mind was still very active.

"Today is an auspicious day. The saint is kind and will not bother with you treacherous ministers. But since I, Yang Tianxiu, have received the grace of heaven, I must help the saint to clear out you insects!"

As he spoke, he gently swung his sword horizontally, and a majestic dragon energy appeared, connecting with the omnipresent Demon-Slaying Formation. In an instant, array patterns appeared out of thin air, like a symbolic dragon shape entangled on the sword.

"Your Highness, we welcome you! Long live the Emperor!"

This situation was unexpected by everyone. The Third Young Master had been stirring up trouble in recent days, but Yang Tianxiu ignored him, obviously intending to cause trouble at the wedding banquet.

But I didn't expect it to be such a trick to cut off the source of the problem!

Those high-sounding speeches were not just nonsense, but a prerequisite for Yang Tianxiu to demonstrate his loyalty in order to drive this national treasure!

His heart is too sincere.

What is scary is not that the evil person does not admit his mistake, but that he does not think it is wrong.

"Tap."

Yang Tianxiu was seen walking towards them with a sword in hand, his movements seemed extremely heavy; when the sword pointed at them, everyone's hearts trembled and their legs trembled.

The momentum of the dragon's roar in the void just now was definitely not false. It is no exaggeration to say that the Emperor's Sword connected to the Demon Slaying Formation has a destructive power above the level of the outer scene even in the hands of a mortal.

With one sword strike, the soul is scattered.

Like a prison guard patrolling a prison, Yang Tianxiu took a few steps forward, only to find that there were some troublemakers standing in the crowd, and he immediately shouted angrily: "Fang Xingyun, don't you understand what I just said?

Even if you take a step back, since you have seen the Holy Emperor, why don't you bow down?!"

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The sword turned.

It was like thousands of dragons roaring together, with overwhelming power!

"Where does the Holy Spirit come from?" His shoulders seemed to be carrying a mountain, and his whole body was shaking, but Fang Xiwen still straightened his back, raised his head and asked: "If this sword represents the saint, represents the will of God——

Since its might didn't make me kneel, why are you, Yang Tianxiu, to question it?

Or is it that your own opinion is the opinion of the saint? ! "

boom!

It was like dropping a thunderbolt on the water surface, causing the whole room to be in uproar.

They had expected that after Yang Tianxiu sacrificed the Emperor's Sword, almost no one would dare to form an alliance with the Third Young Master, unless he could compete with him... But they didn't expect that he would be so tough!

Isn't he afraid of being stabbed to death by this divine weapon? !

"You are sharp-tongued. Well, I'll see how long you can keep your stubbornness!"

A big hat was put on him, and Yang Tianxiu seemed to weigh it for a while and let him go for the time being.

The sword turned and pointed at the other person who had just spoken, saying, "Well, your father worked diligently in the cabinet. In order to pass the proposal to build a ferry, he spent three days and three nights just on wording and finding loopholes!

While he was working so hard, you, Yan Zhensheng, had become an accomplice to these beasts in just a few days!"

"How can you say you are a comrade?" Yan Zhensheng got up from the ground, stiffening his neck. "I once served as the prefect of Jiangzhou. For the livelihood of the people there, I naturally have to confirm the proposal.

May I ask, Little Minister, are Hu Churen and Hu Taishou also in the same party? ! "

He had seen it.

The power of the Emperor's Sword can read people's hearts. As long as there is something wrong in one's heart, it will not be able to escape its detection; on the other hand, if one has no guilt in his heart and is loyal to the court, then this sword cannot hurt him at all!

If you, Yang Tianxiu, can lie with your eyes open, why can't I?

"Good, good, good!"

After saying "yes" three times in a row, Yang Tianxiu laughed in anger and immediately knelt on one knee, "Please use the magic sword!"

hum!

A circle of bright ripples spread out, and the spirituality of the magic weapon clearly covered everyone. Their hearts and spirits trembled, illuminating all the corners that they had noticed or not noticed before.

Seeing this, Yan Zhensheng's face suddenly changed.

"Wait, I have something else to say-" "Puff!"

Suddenly, a golden light condensed into a long sword from the top of his head, piercing through Yan Zhensheng's body from top to bottom, and strung him up like a candied haws.

I saw him struggle violently, his limbs bent in exaggerated unnatural arcs; then, without any visible injuries, the light in his eyes went out.

Boom!

The head of the corpse hit the ground, and small streams of blood flowed out, spreading out like tributaries, staining the robes and hems of other people.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and it took a very long time before it started to flow again -

The son of the Deputy Prime Minister died.

At the wedding banquet, he was stabbed to death by the Emperor's Sword.

Everyone's eyes were filled with surprise and suspicion, their hearts felt cold, their hands and feet were cold, and their heads seemed to be glued to the ground.

Why did Yang Tianxiu accuse others of being partisan but was not affected himself?

Because he no longer needs "party support", with only this sword in his hand, he can kill anyone he wants at will.

"The traitor has been executed!"

Yang Tianxiu stood up with his sword in hand and said proudly, "If anyone else wants to jump out, I will send him down together!"

The guests were all silent.

The sword struck down heavily, and the wavering hearts of the Yang party members suddenly fell back, which also meant that all Fang Xiwen's efforts in recent days had come to nothing.

Seeing this, who would dare to disobey him?

It was quiet for about seven or eight breaths. Seeing that no one dared to jump out, Yang Tianxiu nodded with satisfaction.

Just now, backstage at the venue, he had secretly observed the person who had an affair with Fang Xingyun.

Now we have executed the main culprit and made a demonstration. The rest of the people can wait and see. Now the most crucial step has arrived -

"Fang Xingyun, your accomplice is dead, why don't you respond?"

Finally unable to resist a ferocious smile, Yang Tianxiu walked up to him and pointed the tip of the Emperor's Sword a few inches in front of his forehead.

The beast named Fang has been jumping around for too long. We can’t let him live any longer.

As long as the sword energy is released a little, this person's head will be completely destroyed, leaving only an empty shell.

Even in this situation, Fang Xiwen was still laughing and said, "Who is in the same party with him? Yan Zhensheng is a beast who preys on the people. I wish I could kill him as soon as possible.

In that case, I have to thank you.”

"Really?" Hearing this, Yang Tianxiu's mouth almost split to his ears, "Did you all hear it?"

Regardless of whether this was true or false, it would be difficult for Fang Xingyun to unite these people from aristocratic families in the future, not to mention that he would have to die here.

The two looked at each other.

Fang Xiwen stretched out his hand to grasp the sword tip, and said with a leisurely smile: "The reason why Yan Zhensheng died under your sword was because he had a guilty conscience, and his ugly face was exposed when he was suppressed by Long Wei.

Fang is walking upright and standing straight. If you want to kill me with this sword, you can try it. "

court death!

Yang Tianxiu suddenly exerted force, but the only response he got was a violent tremor on his wrist. He was shocked.

——I actually couldn’t stab it any further.

How can this person have a clear conscience? There must be a limit to shamelessness!!

Pulling the sword back suddenly, Yang Tianxiu said angrily: "It seems that you have forgotten the beastly things you have done. Come here!"

With a clap of hands, someone came in holding several top-secret case files.

During this time, he had found Fang Xingyun's weak spot, the kind that could nail him to death!

Spreading out the case file with one hand, Yang Tianxiu read out the story word by word: "In the spring of the thirteenth year of the Jin calendar, a fisherman's daughter was raped in the reed pond outside the city, and then abducted back home... In the end, all five members of her family were killed!

Fang Xingyun, as long as you say you are doing it for the people, can you ignore the evil things you have done and pretend they never happened?!"

Wow!

The case files flew up like scattered flowers. Yang Tianxiu raised his sword and rushed forward. The Emperor's Sword in his hand emitted a brilliant flame and slashed down brazenly -

Although Fang Xiwen had expected this, he still found it ironic that the person who tried to judge him was such a bug.

Ding!

With a crisp sound, a long sword of bright yellow color blocked it; Fang Xiwen held the Mingde sword in one hand and blocked the attack easily without using any true energy.

Very beautiful and heart-piercing words. Yang Tianxiu could have overturned all his premises and used this power to kill him with one sword -

It’s a pity that he is not the Third Young Master.

No matter how hard he tried, the Emperor's Sword could not be pressed down.

At this moment, Yang Tianxiu's pupils suddenly shrank and he found that he was losing control of himself.

How could this happen?

"I have a clear conscience." With just a little effort, he pushed Yang Tianxiu away, then walked past everyone and came to the wall covered with cloth.

Fang Xiwen reached out and pulled, revealing the smooth wall inside.