"Kneel down!"

The man in white shouted loudly, as if he had hit a thunderbolt on a sunny day, which shocked everyone around the execution ground, shaking and staggering.

After hearing the shouts of the white man, the county magistrate Xu and several minor officials all fell to the ground with their knees.

When the people who were observing the punishment saw that the county magistrate fell to the ground, how could they not kneel?

They all bent their backs, softened their knees, and knelt down to the man in white.

Only the boy in white was indifferent.

"Um?"

The man in white looked at the young man standing in front of him, with a look of surprise on his face, "I use the thunder sound of the level seven warriors to shock. Not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary warriors cannot bear it. As long as his martial arts cultivation is lower than mine, he will definitely not have the power to resist. Thousands of people near the execution ground kneeled down, why didn't he kneel? Could it be that he is a martial arts master of the Xuanhuo Sect? But why did he not show any true energy on his body? Could it be that he has reached the state of returning to nature?"

A white light flashed, and the long sword appeared in the hands of the man in white again. He held the long sword and pointed at the young man Yang Xian in tattered clothes opposite him, "Who are you?"

Yang Xian looked at the long sword in the hand of the man in white and said slowly: "I am just a scholar."

He looked at the man in white and asked, "I have heard of the names of these criminals. They have killed many innocent people and should be killed, but the court killed them after they killed them. Why do they still torture them like this?"

He looked at the man in white and sighed softly: "The people are not afraid of death, how can they be afraid of death?"

The man in white said angrily: "Nonsense! If thieves are everywhere today, if there is no serious torture, how can we resist the delusion of these untouchables?"

He originally wanted to kill the boy opposite him, but when he saw that he was indifferent to his shock, Lei Yin, as if he was a master who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, he was a little hesitant for a moment. He did not dare to take the test without authorization, so he had to confront him in words first.

Seeing him say this, Yang Xian shook his head and said, "If the people of the world were not really unable to survive, who would have rebelled without any worries? Isn't it that those who were hungry can't survive, so they sacrificed their lives to rise up? How many people are truly ambitious?"

He talked to the man in white, "A king must exercise benevolent government, and the inner sage and outer sage are the way to govern the country."

"The people of Qingzhou are mostly victims of disasters. They will rebel because they cannot have enough food. If the adults can release food and help the people, so that they will not die of cold and starvation, how can there be a rebel in the world?"

Yang Xian continued: "The current human emperor does not think about how to benefit the people, but has designed so many tortures to target his people. It is so violent that it seems that the country's destiny cannot last forever!"

“Bold!”

The man in white was furious when he heard this.

He is the third prince of the Great Zhou Empire today. How can he tolerate what he said to Yang Xian?

After a loud shout, his body flashed and he had already reached Yang Xian's front. The long sword in his hand pierced Yang Xian's neck like lightning, "Don't die!"

His sword was like lightning and thunder, and it was really almost at its peak.

He just cut off his head at Jiang Qingsheng with a sword, and his speed of attack was shocking, but when he stabbed Yang Xian, his speed and power were faster than before.

But his sword so fast stopped suddenly when he barely stabbed Yang Xian's neck.

Two fingers suddenly appeared in front of the sword tip of the man in white, like a pair of pliers, clamping the sword of the man in white firmly.

"Third Prince, you are violent and especially bloodthirsty. This kind of cultivation is worse than nothing!"

After clamping the long sword of the man in white with his two fingers with his right hand, Yang Xian said in a deep voice: "The third prince's kung fu has become evil. Is it good for Yang to do a good thing this time to eliminate hidden dangers for you?"

He twisted his two fingers holding the blade and said, "Click", and the sword in the white man's hand was broken into two pieces.

Before the man in white could react, Yang Xian took a light step and had already arrived in front of the man in white. He slowly stretched out his palm and patted the man in white on the head.

In the eyes of the man in white, he could see Yang Xian's moves clearly, but he just couldn't avoid them.

With a "bang", Yang Xian's palm had already slapped the man in white on the head.

A warm force as soft as water passed through Yang Xian's palm in an instant, flowing down the man in white's head, and into the spring of his feet.

A stream of white air surged out from the pores of the man in white, instantly forming a white mist that wrapped the man in white.

The man in white felt as if he was soaked in a hot spring, and his whole body was unspeakable, but his heart was extremely frightened.

He knew clearly that every time this white qi ran out of his body, his skills decreased by one point. So much white qi was discharged from the pores all over his body, and the true qi in his body weakened sharply. The meridian acupoints that were originally opened by the true qi actually closed again, and everything returned to the original state where he had never practiced martial arts.

As the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the man in white has seen very little knowledge and knows a lot. He has heard of martial arts in various sects in the world, but today he has never seen or heard of the martial arts of this man in blue.

The true energy in his body was forced out of his pores by the man in blue named Yang Xian. This situation of breaking his skills really subverted his cognition.

If you want to break other people's skills, you usually use it to destroy the other party's dantian. If you are a little more ruthless, it is to break the limbs and break the other party's eight extraordinary meridians, so that the other party will never have the opportunity to practice.

But like Yang Xian, with one palm, he forced out all the true energy in his body, and closed all the meridians that had been opened. This method is simply not something that humans can do.

"Who is he?"

Feeling the true energy in his body pouring out rapidly, the man in white was shocked and angry, and scared, "Who is he? What is this method?"

Before his thoughts were over, Yang Xian had already taken his palm away from his head and said with a smile: "Third Prince, as a prince, you should benefit the people of the world. As bloodthirsty as before, it was something that the devil in the martial arts world did. It would be a bit too expensive for you, a prince, to draw a sword and kill people."

He said a few words, turned around and looked at an old man in black beside the third prince, "This Taoist brother, do you think so?"

The old man in black appeared near the execution ground when the third prince just appeared. He stood beside the third prince and walked slowly silently, but he had never spoken. The third prince seemed to have no idea that there was such a person around him, and he had never looked at the man in black.

It seems that the man in black does not exist at all.
Chapter completed!