Zongwu: Two Thousand Years Later, I Will Be the Emperor of Heaven!

　　There are even more slogans belonging to Tiandaoism.

　　creak!

　　Long'er pushed aside the fence and walked out, looking around at the dozens of ragged Tiandao believers kneeling on the ground, Mingyan was surprised:

　　"It was His Majesty the Emperor who ordered you to come to welcome this seat?"

　　"That's right." A man in his thirties said, "His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor ordered me to come and greet you and escort him back to Daqin!".

Chapter 206

　　Chaos has come.

　　In the Great Sui Dynasty, due to the tyranny of Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty, thieves were everywhere on the ground, and the family was clinging to self-preservation, and it was already crumbling.

　　Daxing Palace.

　　The night was as cool as water, and it coincided with the full moon. The bright jade plate hung in the sky, shedding boundless brilliance, as if plated with a thin layer of silver yarn for the palace.

　　Tai Chi Temple.

　　"Hahaha."

　　In the splendid palace, the wild laughter resounded, the singing and dancing were graceful, and the team of beautiful dancers showed a wonderful dance.

　　The hall, which is more than ten feet in length and width, is illuminated by a bright candle like daytime. The bright red candle of the height of an adult, any one, is the cost of a family of three for several years. It can be used in this palace, but anywhere visible things.

　　On the gilded Nine-Dragon Chair, Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty was wearing a dragon robe, with a messy beard, embracing a beautiful concubine, and enjoying the singing and dancing below.

　　After the battle of Yanmen Pass, Yang Guang seemed to have lost his last fighting spirit. He embraced red and green in the harem every day, and was addicted to wine.

　　It is even more commonplace to enjoy singing and dancing in this hall originally used for political discussions.

　　Eight specially trained palace maids slammed together, like clouds and water sleeves, and gathered in one place, like surging clouds.

　　When the cloud sleeves came down, a graceful figure appeared, the white clothes surpassed the snow, and the appearance was stunning, what a beautiful and alluring beauty!

　　Yang Guang, who was on the throne, saw this woman, his breathing suddenly became a little heavier, and fiery radiated from his drunken eyes.

　　The palace maid who appeared, danced a pair of long sleeves, showing a graceful dance, and her slender waist twisted like a wish, taking up the elegance of the palace.

　　The women who danced for her were originally good-looking, but compared with her, they became worthless vulgar fans.

　　Yang Guang stared at the woman without blinking. If nothing else, she would appear on his dragon bed later.

　　The beautiful woman shuttled through the hall like a cloud, and gradually approached Yang Guang, who was too drunk and had pale cheeks.

　　The two long sleeves swayed like the wind, tossing endlessly.

　　Suddenly, the last movement fell.

　　A pair of tender and slender jade hands stretched out, and a gleaming sword fell into the palm of the woman who was only a few feet away from Yang Guang.

　　"The tyrant Yang Guang, Fu Junxi took your dog's life for my Goryeo dead soul!"

　　With a coquettish voice, the charming and charming lady turned into a life-threatening impermanence. The sword that she secretly brought into the palace shot out boundless rays of light, and stabbed Yang Guang with a sword.

　　Fu Junxi!

　　Goryeo's first master, the master of sword fighting, Fu Cailin, came to assassinate because Yang Guang had conquered Goryeo several times.

　　"not good!"

　　"Escort, escort quickly!"

　　"There are assassins!"

　　……

　　Panic screams resounded in the Taiji Hall, and those beautiful palace maids and dancers were running around in fright.

　　Yang Guang, who faced Fu Junzheng's life-threatening sword, suddenly made an incredible move, pulling the concubine in his arms to him, using the other party as his shield.

　　Fu Junxuan's martial arts are excellent, and she has reached the realm of a master. A sword game is expected to be ahead of the enemy. The dazzling sword light is only a means to confuse people. The real fatality is still her sword.

　　puff!

　　The sharp sword passed through the concubine Yang Guang, and the sword spit out, smashing this charming and charming woman into meat sauce.

　　Of course, after this block, the guards in the hall have arrived.

　　More than a dozen guards surrounded Yang Guang in groups, and even the forbidden army who heard the movement rushed into the hall.

　　"Tyrant, die!"

　　Fu Junxiu had been preparing for today's assassination for a long time, and only hoped to kill Yang Guang and avenge the people of Goryeo.

　　He listened to the movement, and saw that the tyrant was a few feet away, and struck another sword.

　　Seemingly simple sword moves, more than a dozen sword qi shot out, and each locked a guard in front of Yang Guang.

　　clang!clang!clang!

　　Those who can act as personal guards for Yang Guang are all first-class masters.

　　These people danced their weapons and met Fu Junxi's sword move.

　　In an instant, the crisp sound of swords clashing, with Fu Junxi's ability, he could not break through their defenses and approached Yang Guang's body.

　　"Give it to me!"

　　The great general Yu Wenhua and his congregation came to escort him, and with a wave of his arms, he ordered the imperial army to come forward and besiege Fu Junxi.

　　Whoa!

　　Don't look at Yang Guang's loss of military heart and people's heart earlier, but he is the orthodox of the Great Sui Dynasty after all, and countless soldiers of the forbidden army rushed out to kill this daring assassin.

　　"Caught alive!"

　　There were so many guards in the Taiji Hall, his face was pale, and Yang Guang, who knew that he was drinking too much at a glance, put his heart back to his stomach again, and glanced up and down at Fu Junxi's graceful and graceful body, and ordered.

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　　Don't stay here for long, let's go!

　　Fu Junxuan swung his sword and killed several people in a row, but the number of banned troops was too many.

　　Once the masters like Yang Lin, Yu Wenshang and other masters arrive, even if her master Fu Junzheng, Master Yijian, Cai Lin, will not be able to leave.

　　With a pair of beautiful eyes turning, Fu Junxuan did not hesitate to waste his inner strength to push the fundamental Dafa - Jiuxuan Dafa to the extreme. On a saber gifted by Fu Cailin, the sword energy was condensed into a sword flower that bloomed layer by layer. Several soldiers of the forbidden army were wrapped, as strong as Yu Wenhua and other masters. Facing Fu Junxi's move, they also frowned and did not dare to face him directly.

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　　"what!"

　　Amidst the tumultuous sword tide, shrill screams were heard.

　　More than ten soldiers of the forbidden army were killed by Fu Junxi's sword, and when the sword light dissipated, everyone was covered with countless sword marks.

　　The surrounding soldiers of the forbidden army looked at Fu Junxi, who was standing among the corpses, and was immortalized by her aura.

　　boom!

　　With a desperate move, Fu Junzheng's delicate body turned into a white lightning bolt, hit the roof of the Taiji Temple, broke through the colorful glazed tiles, and escaped from the Taiji Temple.

　　"Can't let her run away, chase after me!"

　　Seeing that the daring assassin who assassinated him escaped, Yang Guang shouted angrily.

　　"Yes!"

　　Yang Guang's temper, Yu Wenhua and others can't be more clear, the slightest disobedience will take people's lives.

　　After leaving more than [-] people to guard Yang Guang's safety, the others hurriedly chased out, trying to capture Fu Junxiu back.

　　At this time, the entire palace was disturbed, the lights were bright, and the palace was bright as day, and the Imperial Army in the palace surrounded and suppressed Fu Junxi with all their might.

　　However, Fu Junzheng was selected by Fu Cailin to come to Da Sui to perform a mission.

　　In the end, she killed more than [-] soldiers of the forbidden army, escaped from the palace from Suzakumen, and hid in the people.

　　The next day, Goryeo woman Fu Junxi entered the palace to assassinate Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty, and failed to escape from the palace, which spread like wildfire.

　　I don’t know how many people secretly regret that Fu Junxiu’s achievements came to nothing, and there are even better people who gave Fu Junxi a nickname - Rakshasa Girl!Four.

Chapter 207

　　A few months later, outside the city of Yangzhou.

　　The unnamed valley, green hills and green grass are clearly the favorite place for literati and writers.

　　However, under the quiet night sky, the tranquility was destroyed.

　　A middle-aged man in his early thirties, described as capable, with a sullen face, holding a treasured sword, he fought with a beautiful woman in white clothes Shengxue.

　　The white-clothed woman's long sword shot a little cold light, and her graceful and delicate body was covered in a looming chessboard. Her sword moves were the pieces that fell on the chessboard, and there was no trace of each move.

　　Roar!

　　Behind the middle-aged man, Han Jin condensed into a white tiger with hanging eyes, exuding boundless cold air, freezing the earth.

　　Yuwen valve, Yuwen culture and!

　　Fu Jun was so daring that he entered the palace to assassinate Emperor Yang Guang of Sui, causing Yang Guang to lose face.In order to wash away the shame, it was also heard that near Yangzhou, there was a legendary treasure - the longevity formula.

　　Originally, with Fu Junzheng's swordsmanship and light power, it was inferior to Zhi Yu Wenhua, but Yu Wenji couldn't keep her if she wanted to leave.

　　However, Fu Junxi met two little magic stars in Yangzhou city, so she could not escape.

　　The swords intersected, and the Jiu Xuan Dafa battled the Yuwen clan's unique skill - Bing Xuan Jin, shaking the entire valley.

　　A wisp of sword energy leaked by Fu Junxiu hit a stone the size of a human head, turning the solid stone into powder.

　　The knife gas leaked by Yu Wenhua and the treasure knife fell into a babbling stream in the valley, freezing the water.

　　More than ten feet away, one with a straight face, the other with a handsome appearance, two teenagers about sixteen or seventeen years old in ragged clothes, with wide eyes, looked at Yu Wenhua and the battle with Fu Junxi without blinking.

　　The two who have not yet practiced martial arts in the true sense can't understand Yu Wenhua and Fu Junxi's tricks, so they can only open their eyes wide and stare at the mother they admire - the Rakshasa girl Fu Junxi!