The Bad Guys: Don't call me Little Emperor Taizong

"I shoulder the pride of tens of thousands of Tang soldiers and the hopes of countless people! I cannot let them down. Once this sword is out, it will not retreat! General Buliang, please teach me!"

The words fell to the ground.

The overwhelming and domineering purple-gold sword energy also poured down.

All of a sudden.

The air over the entire salt lake was boiling with excitement.

In the vast breath like a long dragon, there seemed to be a faint sound of dragon roar!

And the tens of thousands of armored soldiers around, as well as the personal guards of various princes.

Everyone stood there in a daze.

There was a blankness in my eyes at first, and then I felt infinite excitement in my heart!

In the end, they all looked at their own prince at the same time.

There is no harm without comparison...

Look at other people.

In order not to disappoint the expectant eyes behind him, he dared to draw his sword and slash at the Bad Leader.

Look at my own home...

His face looked sinister, but his eyes kept darting around. He observed the actions of other princes while quietly hiding behind his personal guards, fearing that he would be implicated.

Comparing the two, the difference is obvious!

The prince is always the prince, and the waste is always the waste.

No matter how big your ambition is or how deep your fangs are, they will be exposed under the sunshine!

Thinking of this, the soldiers looked at each other.

There was a hint of hatred in their eyes!

Why wasn't it Li Changping who hated his monarch?

I hate myself, why can't I follow that bloody robe and gallop across the battlefield to enjoy peace together?

He hated these ambitious people even more, who destroyed the Tang Dynasty and caused the prince to become a wanderer among the people and almost die.

If it weren't for God's protection, would there be a battle today?

As the weapons in their hands were slowly tightened, a trace of coldness swept across the backs of the princes.

"Humph!"

Of course, having led troops for so many years, how could they not know that there was something wrong with their own soldiers’ morale?

He just turned around and snorted coldly, temporarily calming the atmosphere.

But I also know that I can’t go on like this.

At this moment, it doesn’t matter whether Yuan Tiangang lives or dies.

As long as Li Changping dies, it is worth it no matter how many people are buried with him!

But he also knew that he was weak.

There is no ability to change or even intervene in the battle situation.

They immediately turned their attention to Li Siyuan.

"This……"

Li Siyuan looked hesitant for a moment.

He wanted to intervene, but after taking a look at the salt lake, he was frightened and immediately gave up the idea.

At this time.

The situation on the field has become increasingly intense.

After the transformation, Li Changping was able to fight against the Bad Leader on equal terms for the time being...

However, Yuan Tiangang's words were full of joy.

"It's so refreshing! Since Li Chunfeng's death, you are the first person who makes me so refreshed. Hahahaha..."

He slapped the dragon-shaped phantom in front of him and laughed. Then, he began to say some incomprehensible words.

"I have been working day and night for three hundred years, and have spent countless sleepless nights... The Way of Heaven, the Way of Tyrants... After today, I can finally rest for a while..."

Li Changping turned a deaf ear to what he said.

He only focused on the sword in front of him, and his wrist turned flexibly, and purple-gold dragon shadows gathered in front of him.

Then, he stomped on the ground suddenly and leaped up.

The next moment, those dragon-shaped phantoms attached to the Zixiao Sword.

It seemed to be carrying the power of mountains, or like an endless abyss, enveloping Yuan Tiangang and smashing him down from the sky.

Boom~

After a loud bang, Li Changping flew up again with the rebound force, somersaulted and knelt on the ground.

In front of him, Yuan Tiangang just bent down.

But the next moment.

The mask that had a metallic sheen and had never been taken off began to crack and fell off.

"Not enough~"

Yuan Tiangang didn't care and continued in a gentle tone:

"Although you have integrated the three techniques, you have not eliminated the hidden danger of Tiangang Jue and Jiuyou Xuantian Gong being repelled..."

"If you want to get rid of the shackles of the Heavenly Rank once and for all, you still need a powerful inner force to guide you, to forcibly suppress the two and use them for your own benefit!"

"And this inner force... must belong to your lineage!"

Chapter 119 Death?

Seeing Li Changping looking thoughtful, Yuan Tiangang smiled again!

"How is it? Have you thought of it?"

The pair of eyes that were about to pop out of their heads showed a hint of guidance...

"From the same lineage? With such powerful inner strength?"

Li Changping muttered silently...

But suddenly, an idea came to my mind.

"The strange altar of the god of war!"

As soon as these four words came out, they occupied my mind and could not be shaken off.

Yes.

The God of War and the Strange Altar were also created through sacrifices just like him.

The true energy was extremely powerful. With so many puppets, there was endless blood and energy for him to control.

Once you get it, use yourself as the furnace to refine it again.

I wouldn't dare say that I can catch up with Yuan Tiangang with my strength, but I'm not much behind him.

But why would he tell himself?

There was a trace of confusion in his eyes, and Li Changping looked at Yuan Tiangang with some confusion.

But at this time.

Buliangshuai seemed to have seen through his thoughts.

The last bit of gentleness in his eyes disappeared, and the Tiangang internal force in his hand burst into a dark light.

"Now that you have figured it out, it's time for you to die. Let me see His Royal Highness off to his final step!"

The words fell.

His figure flashed out, and an internal force that was countless times stronger than before instantly attacked Li Changping's vision...

There was no time to think at this point, Li Changping drew his sword again without hesitation.

But it’s different from the evenly matched situation just now.

Faced with the Tiangang Qi that had been accumulated for three hundred years, he was unable to block the huge force rushing towards him even a little bit.

The whole person flew backwards and his back hit the cliff again.

Before he could stand up, Yuan Tiangang grabbed his neck with his big hand.

"Your Highness, I am tired. I will leave the Tang Dynasty to you!"

Even though he said everything was fine, his hands didn't stop moving at all.

Just bend your palms and inhale.

Then, a poisonous insect was forcibly broken through the skin on Li Changping's chest and fell into Yuan Tiangang's hands.

Perhaps knowing its own fate, the insect still made its last struggle.

"The Meteoric Life Gu is a good thing, but it can lead to both success and failure! Your Highness, have a safe journey..."

Done.

Under the expectant and excited gazes of the princes, the Gu was squeezed into a thick paste.

Li Changping also covered his heart instantly.

His face was full of pain and despair.

Still couldn't believe it and said:

"How is this possible? How can he be so powerful? Yuan Tiangang..."

I tried hard to grab the black hem of the clothes in front of me with my hands.

But he didn't catch it after all. Li Changping's hand finally fell down slowly in trembling, and his pair of purple-gold eyes closed...

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"Really...dead?"

Even though they witnessed the death of their nightmare with their own eyes, Li Siyuan and his fellow princes still had some doubts about it.

I can't wait to rush over and verify it.

But when he thought that Buliang Shuai was also there, he forced himself to suppress the thought.

joke……

Although it was Yuan Tiangang who did it himself, if he really wanted to humiliate and torture the corpse of the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, he would probably lose more than his own lives.

But Li Siyuan felt unwilling to not go up and finish off the enemy.

The next moment, he glanced around and immediately saw the Longquan sword inserted in the golden coffin.

He immediately took a few quick steps, pulled out the Longquan sword, and came to Li Xingyun.

He knelt down without saying a word.

"Your Majesty, I, Li Siyuan, beg you to take up your sword and chop off this traitor's head to comfort the spirit of the late Emperor of the Great Tang!"

As soon as he knelt, the other princes looked at each other and knelt down in front of Li Xingyun.

They all said in unison:

"We are willing to support the emperor to create a prosperous era again. We also ask the emperor to kill this traitor, clean up the royal family, and restore justice to the people!"

Things developed in a somewhat unexpected way.

Li Xingyun was a little overwhelmed.

From Li Changping's death to everyone kneeling and begging.

It happened in just a few breaths.