"Okay, Brother Yang, this is my fault. I will express my sincere apology to you and ask you to let her go."

Li Keyong's wheelchair slowly turned over, and a pair of deep eyes looked at Yang Cong.

"Let her go? Why? If I weren't my martial arts skills, you miscalculated that so." Yang Cong narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Keyong, and said, "What if I didn't have martial arts skills, wouldn't it be your dead soul? Why do you want me to release someone?"

If Li Cunren just wanted to compete with Yang Cong just now, then Yang Cong had nothing to say and just clicked, but Li Cunren was not thinking about competing with Yang Cong just now, and wanted to kill Yang Cong.

This is unreasonable. Yang Cong originally means that if someone doesn’t offend me, I won’t offend me. You want to kill me, why should I let you go?

"Haha, little brother, it's been a long time since no one dared to talk to me like this." Li Keyong laughed.

"I didn't have it before, but now I have it." Yang Cong threw Li Cunren in his hand to the side, and the "Shang" on the side hurried forward to catch Li Cunren.

"Get back, you are no match for him." Li Cunren, who was originally thrown out by Yang Cong, still wanted to rush towards Yang Cong and avenge the revenge just now, but was stopped by Li Ke with a shout.

"You know what you are. If you are coming, then I'll be blamed for being blamed. If a woman is too much, I'll kill her." Yang Cong said.

"Your Excellency, I am really in a position to welcome you." Li Keyong said.

"No, you don't need your stay." Yang Cong waved his hand and said, "It's hard for me to do this."

"Oh?" Li Keyong said, "I wonder if you want to compete with me?"

"There is no need to exchange the dispute. I just said that if there is no negotiation at that time, then I will take action." Yang Cong also had plans to take action. After all, he had never thought what Li Keyong would agree to. Even if he agreed, it was just a false intention. It would be better to kill the matter.

But if you can't kill Li Keyong in this way, you have to find an excuse, and this is an opportunity when the talk breaks down.

"I don't know what you want to talk to me." Li Keyong is a martial arts fanatic and has a kind of persistence in practicing martial arts. However, Li Keyong is a martial arts fanatic, which means that Li Keyong does not think deeply about some things. On the contrary, Li Keyong still thinks deeply about some things and is very clear. He knows when to do what is the best.

"I want to talk to you all the world." Yang Cong said.

"The world? Now the world is in a chaotic world, where can we talk about the world?" Li Keyong said.

"The world I talk to you now is not the world now, but the world with only one emperor." Yang Cong said: "And you probably want this emperor too."

"Li Xingyun, the orphan of the Li Tang royal family." Li Ke looked at him with a lingering look, obviously curious about Yang Cong's confidence: "Then I really want to know what you want to do when you come to find me."

"Old man, stop pretending. What do I want to do? Your adopted son must have told you." He also looked at Li Siyuan.

Li Keyong smiled and said, "Haha, what benefits can that king get?"

"The advantage?" Yang Cong said: "The advantage is that he can be granted a marquis and a general, and a founding minister."

"Haha, I am the same now." Li Keyong said: "And now I am the highest, and I feel so uncomfortable with multiple emperors."

"Then we have nothing to talk about." Yang Cong spread his hands. This is what you are seeking death by yourself. You don't want to give you a chance.

"Hmph, I don't care about the orphans of the previous dynasty Li Xingyun. All I care about is my territory and power." Li Keyong said in a deep voice: "How great is this, why do you have to find an emperor for yourself to press on your head?"

"That means you don't want to." Yang Cong said: "You have to go against my Tang Dynasty."

Immediately afterwards, countless soldiers appeared around, surrounding the entire altar.

"Why, I still want to do it, but that's right. I said I'll do it." Yang Cong stood like this, looking at Li Keyong quietly, without a trace of fear or fear on his face, and he always looked calm and calm.

"Hmph, I want to see how powerful you are." Li Keyong snorted coldly.

Following Li Keyong's order, all the soldiers around rushed towards Yang Cong with weapons in order to kill or arrest Yang Cong.

Seeing this, Yang Cong raised a sneer on his lips. It happened that the Blood Dragon Sword hadn't drunk blood for a long time, so he used your blood to sacrifice to my Blood Dragon Sword.

He was silently reciting the Blood Dragon Sword in his heart, and a stream of light flew out from Yang Cong's chest. Yang Cong held the stream of light and showed a blood-red sword.

Immediately afterwards, a bloodthirsty aura emanated from the Blood Dragon Sword. Because the Blood Dragon Sword and Yang Cong are one, Yang Cong felt the powerful bloodthirsty aura of the Blood Dragon Sword, and he wanted to kill everyone around him to sacrifice himself.

Li Siyuan and Li Keyong, who were beside him, saw a sword suddenly appearing in Yang Cong's hand, and a powerful aura burst out from the Blood Dragon Sword. This aura shocked Li Keyong. It was too strong, so he must get this sword.

"ah!!!"

Yang Cong carried the Blood Dragon Sword and rushed to the many soldiers. Among them, the harvesters were the lives of one by one. Every time they harvested and killed someone, Yang Cong felt that the Blood Dragon Sword became stronger.

So Yang Cong became even more crazy and kept passing through the soldiers. Every place he passed was full of corpses, and blood stained the whole area red.

"Devil, he is a devil, he is not a human at all, run away quickly."

As Yang Cong killed more and more people, when he saw his friends sank on the ground, someone finally couldn't stand it and shouted, which was also a fuse for the collapse of the whole person.

There was one, then two, followed by more and more.

In less than a while, the rest of the people ran away.

While running, he shouted that Yang Cong was a devil and he was a messenger from hell.

After killing countless people, blood dripped from the Blood Dragon Sword to the ground, and the blood red on the sword became deeper, but Yang Cong knew that these people were still far from enough. These were ordinary people, and it was useless to kill them.

What the Blood Dragon Sword needs to drink is the blood of eternal power, which can make the Blood Dragon Sword stronger.

When I saw Yang Cong stepping on countless corpses, there were drops of bright red blood on the sword, but Yang Cong's body had no blood stains, just as neat as I had just washed it.
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