"Saint! He used the imperial edict to suppress me!"

Yang Hong was so angry that the veins on his forehead throbbed, his face turned red, and his chest was filled with anger.

The unopened wooden box only revealed a gap half a finger wide, and thousands of bright golden lights were emitting from it.

Every trace, every strand, seems to be condensed into substance.

It's like a crackling electric light piercing into the flesh and blood, causing severe burning pain.

Just like an ordinary person with a mortal body, he puts his palm into the stove.

The hot breath will burn the skin and crack it!

"The saint...the saint has come out of seclusion? No! It's just an imperial edict that contains the dragon vein of the emperor!"

Even though Yang Hong has already been promoted to the fifth level of martial arts and ranked as a master.

The strength of his physique is comparable to that of the Heavenly Iron and is indestructible.

But, inside that small wooden box.

It seems to be blooming with a blazing sun, emitting fierce light!

It stings the skin and flesh, crushes the muscles and bones, it is unstoppable!

Even the Grandmaster of the Five Realms cannot compete!

"Don't even think about it! I will never retreat!"

Yang Hong's eyes widened with anger, almost splitting the corners of his eyes.

The sea of ​​qi in the body roared together, like a huge heavenly drum rumbling.

Dong Dong! Dong Dong Dong!

Circles of violent sound waves visible to the naked eye caused endless ripples in the void.

Just like a giant whale turning over the river and the sea, the sea is in great turmoil!

Located in the inner courtyard, this large emerald green lake reflects the green mountains.

It seemed to be affected by Qi and kept shaking.

Suddenly, the world was shocked!

The huge commotion almost resounded throughout the entire county!

The busybodies who were waiting to see the excitement looked towards the Duke's residence one after another.

All I saw was a horrifying scene of changing winds and clouds and dark sky.

"Because of the assassination of a Liaodong mud-legged man, I have to give up my adopted son to pay for my life!

Donggong, you really insulted me too much!"

Yang Hong's face trembled, and he tried his best to fight against the terrifying aura leaking from the square wooden box.

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

The hot blood energy unique to the Five Realm Grandmasters, and the cold evil energy of the Military Master.

It's like a fierce clash of ice and fire, rising straight into the sky!

It stirred up billowing white smoke more than ten feet high, covering the ground for dozens of miles!

Yang Zhong, who had stumbled a few times, was dumbfounded by this astonishing sight.

What's going on?

What exactly is in that wooden box?

It was so heavy that my husband couldn’t breathe and couldn’t straighten his back?!

Is it possible...

Tread, tap, tap!

The sudden change quickly attracted the guards of the Duke's mansion.

Hills and green mountains made of piles of earth and rocks are surrounded by waterside pavilions.

Suddenly, many martial arts masters wearing powerful outfits and powerful auras appeared.

Under the courtyard wall, there are also more than seventy or eighty swordsmen and axe-hands standing with bows and swords.

Each one holds a four-finger-wide Bailian Dao, with sharp eyes like a falcon, and a fierce murderous aura.

At the same time, thirty or forty masters wearing leather armor, holding powerful crossbows, and drawing strong bows were crouching on the courtyard wall.

Crossbow arrows, bows and arrows, with a cold light, are extremely lethal!

Once surrounded, it will be difficult for the great masters in the four realms of Ning Gang to escape.

However, according to Dajing's laws and regulations, it was not allowed by the court.

Hiding armor and bows and crossbows privately at home is considered to have treasonous intentions.

But in the inner courtyard of Liang Guogong, he kept the personal soldiers who were with him.

The armor, swords, and crossbows worn are all military weapons.

There is also the mark of the Ministry of War on it, making it difficult to forge.

It can be seen from this that this domineering old prince.

Although he has been out of office for many years, his power has not weakened and he still firmly controls the overall situation.

"Go down."

Yang Hong's voice was like a bell, scolding.

The tall body, which stood as straight as a big gun, seemed to have been pressed to the extreme and was already half-bent.

The broad palm pressing against the wooden box is like grasping a red-hot brand.

It became charred and black, almost ready to burst.

"Master..."

Yang Zhong looked worried.

"Go down!"

Yang Hong gritted his teeth and roared with difficulty.

"As you command!"

Those Mo Dao Guards and Jin Nu Guards hiding in the dark.

They are all veterans who have been killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​​​blood, and they only obey the orders of Yang Hong.

As soon as the Duke's voice fell, figures scattered around.

Like a ghost, it disappeared in an instant.

"I don't believe it anymore. The saint has not yet arrived, but just an imperial edict can make me bow my head!"

Yang Hong's beard and hair were spread out, and he brazenly mobilized the ten postures on the battlefield.

In an instant, it seemed like a jingle and an iron horse were clanking.

The strong killing aura is like a sword and a spear protruding, violently colliding with the bright golden light.

When he thought about it, the saint had not been in court for twenty years, so how could he leave the country rashly?

The imperial edict in the wooden box must have been left in advance to nip it in the bud.

Now, the prince has borrowed the power of a fox and a tiger to force him to bow his head.

"What a great idea! This is using Liaodong mud legs as bait and letting me bite the hook!

If His Highness wants to conquer Liaodong and suppress Huaixi, he must kill the chickens to scare the monkeys!

I am just the most suitable candidate... I am worthy of being called Yuzou, the cunning rabbit’s best friend!”

Yang Hong's mind turned, he thought clearly about the context, and said with a ferocious expression:

"Hmph, I don't want you to do what you want. Even if your foundation is damaged, you still have to resist!"

This duke with great military exploits had a very high self-esteem throughout his life.

When I was young, I was greedy and crazy, and I never paid attention to the heroes in the world.

I once openly said that I would only obey two people in my life.

The first is the Jingchao saint who came from a humble background but was extremely courageous and conquered thousands of miles of empire.

The second is Yan Renbo, who can march hundreds of thousands of people across the world without ever being defeated!

The rest of the people are all mediocre.

So, as far as Yang Hong is concerned.

No matter how outstanding Bai Hanzhang is, he is just a junior, why should he step on his head?
To be continued...