When legendary figures like Yang Jian took action, the entire dynasty meeting immediately became silent. Many people looked at Yang Jian and others with a curious look. After all, they were gods in the legend.

There are also many people who originally supported Prince Yang Shenxing, who changed the hall without hesitation. After all, why don’t they support people who are all gods?

Moreover, the faster you support, the more benefits you bring to yourself! For many people, this is a business that is stable and profitable.

"If you have no questions, then the dynasty will continue to begin?" King Yong looked at Yang Jian who suppressed all directions and said in a deep voice.

Although he was asking around, in fact, his eyes were looking at King Luo standing on one side.

The eyes of King Luo were as calm as water. Facing King Yong, he seemed extremely calm, as if he had never heard King Yong's inquiry at all.

King Yong did not receive a response and was very dissatisfied. If he said that the biggest enemy in his heart was, then of course it must be King Luo.

Although the prince occupied a high position, the two came from Buddhism and Taoism respectively, and they were born almost at the same time, and at the same time showed auspiciousness that ordinary people could not match.

Many times, people are willing to compare the two people together, which has to make King Yong feel very hostile to King Luo.

"Your Highness Yong, I impeach the General Lu Mao, the cavalry, without court rules and regulations, and wantonly massacre gentry, which is really a crime!" An envoy who looked over sixty walked out quickly and made a deep sound.

Who is Lu Maogong, the general of the cavalry? He was the prince’s confidant. In the Sui Dynasty, he was the first military general known for his strict military discipline.

Such a person is actually said to be a killer and a good man, which really makes people feel a little cold from the bottom of their hearts.

The impeachment of the imperial envoy was justified and passionate, and when many people looked at the imperial envoy, they looked at him with contempt, because this person's moral integrity was really speechless.

"I impeach the governor of Songhu..."

"I impeach the Imperial General..."

Various impeachments filled the court for a moment, and there were hundreds of memorials placed beside King Yong alone.

Although the people who impeach these memorials are different, they also have a similarity, that is, the impeached are all important figures in the prince's line. This move is obviously to capture the prince's line in one go.

Although everyone knew it well, no one spoke at this moment. They all listened to these impeachment words expressionlessly, waiting for the final result to appear.

Even the confidants of the prince who were impeached had no intention of speaking out.

Half a quarter of an hour later, all the impeachment finally came to an end. King Yong waved his sleeves and said, "I didn't expect that there were so many traitorous ministers in our court. People came to arrest everyone."

Yang Jian was in charge, so this matter was carried out very quickly. In just a blink of an eye, all those involved were arrested.

However, just when these court officials were arrested, a figure had already passed the gate of the Forbidden City and walked into the court.

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Accompanied by this sound, a monkey wearing golden armor appeared outside the hall. When she saw the monkey, Yang Jian's face changed.

As the first person in the third generation of the Ayurvedic Sect, Yang Jian is very clear about many things. He is even more familiar with this monkey who is born a saint.

"Zheng Wukong, I have presided over the imperial edict of the Sui Dynasty. Could it be that you want to disobey the will of the Heavenly Lord and go against the will of heaven?" Yang Jian was unwilling to fight with the monkey, so he roared at Zheng Wukong with righteous words as soon as he came up.

Zheng Wukong smiled and said, "In this world, I only abide by the saint's sage's sage. As for the decree of Yuanshi Tianzun you mentioned, I don't know."

"Monster, this human thing has its own success or failure, how can you let others do whatever you want?" As he spoke, Zheng Wukong waved the iron needle of the Dinghai God and rushed towards Yang Jian.

When Yang Jian talked about force, he was the first person in the three generations of the Analects. However, when he fought with Zheng Wukong, Yang Jian felt that he was very passive.

Not to mention anything else, Zheng Wukong didn't care about his attacks at all. Some of the attacks fell on Zheng Wukong, and Zheng Wukong didn't even frown.

But Yang Jian couldn't do it anymore. During the battle with Zheng Wukong, the Dinghai Shen needle only smashed Yang Jian's shoulder, almost knocking one of Yang Jian's arms off his shoulder.

The body is far stronger than himself. This kind of judgment made Yang Jian very hurt. Although he practiced the eight or nine mysterious skills, although he had not practiced to the peak, he always felt that no one could compare to him except for some perverted ancient witch gods and demons on his body.

But he didn't expect that Zheng Wukong was stronger than his body!

Yang Jian, who was quite dissatisfied, used thousands of methods for a moment, but in the end, almost all methods were defeated by Zheng Wukong.

"Senior Brother Yang Jian, I'll help you!" A man wearing a lotus battle suit and on the hot wheels rushed straight towards Zheng Wukong from the void.

This person is naturally Yang Jian’s best partner, Nezha!

However, just as Nezha rushed over, Zheng Wukong flicked his finger and ran into Nezha with a treasure tripod.

This collision was as fast as lightning. At the moment when Nezha hit the giant tripod, he felt a huge fear arise in his heart.

This is a kind of fear that makes people feel cold, this is a kind of fear that makes people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts. Under this huge fear, Nezha's arms shaking, and his whole person turned into three heads and six arms, gold bricks, and various magic weapons in the Qiankun circle, all of which smashed towards the giant tripod.

"Dangdangdang!"

The moment the gold bricks fell on the giant tripod, there was a loud noise, but at the moment the loud noise, the gold bricks turned into ashes.

The Qiankun Circle, Huntian Ling and other treasures were directly stored in the cauldron by the giant cauldron and never appeared again.

Nezha, who had already smelled the breath of death, turned around and ran wildly towards the distance without thinking. However, just as he escaped a hundred feet, a firing iron of the sea god cut through the void and hit Li Nezha's head heavily.

In an instant, death disappeared.

Nezha's death was naturally a blow to Yang Jian, but he soon had no intention of paying attention to Nezha's death, because what scared him at this time was not that Zheng Wukong was attacking him, but that Zheng Wukong's momentum suddenly increased by more than three after killing Nezha!

Three points don’t seem to be much, but for a master like Zheng Wukong, it takes years to improve his cultivation level to improve one point. But now, Zheng Wukong has inexplicably increased his cultivation level.

No, it seems that he killed Nezha and his cultivation level improved!

The rise of this thought made Yang Jian suddenly stunned. As a top-notch strong man, Yang Jian had an extraordinary mind, but at this moment, he felt a sense of panic.

You must leave here! However, just when his thoughts flashed, he saw that Zheng Wukong's Dinghai Shen's iron needle had hit him again.

That companion's cultivation was much worse than Nezha, so after this stick, what Yang Jian saw was Zheng Wukong's cultivation, which had increased by 10%.

This is the first time that killing people can improve their cultivation, Yang Jian encountered such an incredible situation, but he actually appeared in front of him.

Could it be that a natural saint cannot be an enemy? The moment this thought arose, Yang Jian fled wildly. He no longer cared about his uncle's plan, nor did he care about his fellow disciples! As the saying goes, a fellow Taoist who dies but does not die. As long as I am still alive, nothing else is a problem.

"Bang!"

With a clear sound, Yang Jian wanted to turn his head, but at this moment, he realized that his head could not be twisted. Just as his spiritual consciousness was about to be broken, he saw Zheng Wukong, a golden body, like a god and a Buddha.

Yang Jian knew about Zheng Wukong's cultivation. Zheng Wukong, who had just killed a corpse, had just stepped on the list of powerful people. But now, Zheng Wukong actually killed a corpse again and became the top powerful person.

I was waiting for others, this time it seemed like I had become a stepping stone to improve my cultivation.

Thinking of this result, Yang Jian murmured to himself bitterly: "Born a saint, is this a natural saint?"

"You can't even leave!" Zheng Wukong, who had made great progress in his cultivation, urged the treasure cauldron with his palm, and in an instant, almost all the disciples of the Chan Sect who were about to escape fell into the treasure cauldron.

King Yong looked at all this and his eyes were filled with fear. He looked at Zheng Wukong who was slowly walking towards him and shouted in horror: "I am the Lord of Heavenly Destiny of Yuanshi Tianzun Fuzhao, you can't kill me!"

"I presided over this court meeting because it was my father's arrangement. You...you can't kill me!"

Zheng Wukong smiled softly, and at this moment he seemed as heavy as a mountain. He said lightly: "What happened here has nothing to do with you!"

While speaking, his eyes looked at the back of the hall, but what he was looking at at this time was not the dragon throne, but through the void wall, he looked at the inner palace behind the hall, and Yang Guang in the inner palace.

King Luo, who had been watching the fun, had a strange light flashed in his eyes. He seemed to have sensed something vaguely, but he was not sure.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is coming soon, and you are waiting here." Zheng Wukong said this, gently waved his sleeves, and then said to a general wearing brocade clothes: "You will bring three thousand soldiers and horses to the palace to meet His Majesty."
Chapter completed!