Aside from Yang Wu, who else could appear in front of Tang Xiaohan?
Tang Xiaohan looked at Yang Wu and cried even harder. She cried and said, "Wuwu, my … my father is dead!"
Mmm, the dead cannot be resurrected. Princess, you take care of yourself. Yang Wu's heart was somewhat complicated as he tried to persuade her. There were some things that he couldn't completely take care of. There were some things that needed a final conclusion. In fact, the Emperor didn't need to die, but he had to die, didn't he?
Yang Wu added a sentence: Leave everything to me!
Yang Wu, you go to hell for me. When Prince Fu An saw Yang Wu's back was facing him, he simply did not put him in his eyes. He jumped up from the tiger and thrust his sword towards Yang Wu's back.
This sharp sword was very lethal, but it was still unknown whether it could reach Yang Wu or not.
In addition to Prince Fu An, there were 3 or 4 people around him who also made a move at the same time. Their power shrouded Yang Wu and tried to kill him.
Yang Wu's senses were extremely sharp. He rushed forward, grabbed Tang Xiaohan, and soared into the sky, avoiding the attacks of these people.
Princess, hold me tight, this minister will avenge your father! Yang Wu said and rushed towards Prince Fu An.
A year and a half ago, Prince Fu An ordered his people to raid the Yang Family, so the two families began to hate each other.
Yang Wu was sent to the border of hell, Yang Wen resigned from his position as the top scholar, his parents were beaten and sent to the hospital, and his servants were killed. These were all life and death grudges.
Prince Fu An's rebellion gave him a very good opportunity to take revenge.
Tang Xiaohan hugged Yang Wu, but she did not like him at all. She really did not want to hug Yang Wu at this time. She wanted to hug him when she was in a good mood.
She hugged Yang Wu's waist and gave everything to him.
Four wings flashed behind Yang Wu's back. The two swords, three dragon spears, and the Crimson Essence Sword appeared in his hands at the same time. His eyes flashed with extreme excitement as he said: Prince Fu An, today, I will make you pay for what you did in the past.
Prince Fu An's rebellion has nothing to do with him. He just wanted to seek justice for his family.
Kill, you all go up and kill him for me! Prince Fu An felt Yang Wu's killing intent. He was shocked and then exclaimed to the kings around him.
A king rushed forward with his big sword and slashed towards Yang Wu. The sword slash made a dazzling light in the sky, illuminating the nearby space.
Another King Realm expert swung his scythe at Yang Wu's lower body, wanting to cut off his legs.
The other kings attacked from different directions, trying to kill Yang Wu as much as possible.
Yang Wu could even kill a Heavenly Fish Realm warrior, so how could he be afraid of being surrounded by a few people? He flapped his four wings and appeared behind the King with the scythe at an extremely fast speed. The Two Blades and Three Dragons Spear pierced through his back and threw him toward the King with the scythe.
Yang Wu's other hand held the Crimson Essence Sword and stabbed out. The 13 Wind Chasing Sword Swords were as fast as the wind. The other kings screamed and their blood splashed in the sky again and again.
"Kill!" Yang Wu's killing intent surged in all directions. He roared and attacked from left and right. The dragon spear and the red sword burst out with different power. Wherever the spear went, someone would be assassinated. Wherever the sword light shrouded, there would be limbs flying. Several kings that besieged him were not his match.
In just a few moves, Yang Wu killed them until they were utterly defeated.
Prince Fu An is not stupid, he will not stop and wait for Yang Wu to kill him. He has already retreated and crazily shouted: Someone come, kill this traitor, kill this traitor! Quickly, kill this traitor!
More than a dozen kings surrounded Yang Wu at the same time. They used swords, knives, spears, and even hammers to attack. A colorful power shrouded Yang Wu.
At that moment, a thick King Armor appeared on Yang Wu's body. It was even thicker than the best King Armors. There was also a layer of ice crystals on top of it. It was like a crystal that increased his defensive power. This was the reason why his Xuan Essence Qi was different.
When these forces blasted towards him, he protected Tang Xiaohan and forcefully rushed through them. Those forces were unable to break through his defense. Then, he raised his battle weapon and attacked again. The spear shadows were like strong waves, and the sword force was like the wind as it slashed through the air. The lethality of the attacks was more than ten times stronger than the combined attacks of these people.
A king couldn't dodge in time and was submerged by the wave. His king armor burst and his chest was twisted into a pool of blood.
Another king was cut by the sword light. One of his shoulders was chopped off. Blood spurted out like a flood, and his body fell down.
Killing a king with one move, Yang Wu was too powerful. There was no way to stop him.
With me, Yang Wu, here, all traitors must die! The more Yang Wu killed, the braver he became. He was like a god of war, killing in all directions. Kings kept dying in his hands.
The situation of the battle changed. Everyone was shocked by Yang Wu's terrifying strength. It was simply unparalleled.
Yang Zhennan, the skinny monkey, Guo Xiafei, and some other generals gathered together. Their battle with Prince Fu An became more intense. The sound of shouting and the crisscrossing of power reflected a bloody brilliance in the palace.
The palace was in a mess. After this battle, this place will be full of holes.
As the leader of this rebellion, Prince Fu An has retreated far away. He has been paying attention to the battlefield, hoping that Yang Wu would be exhausted. But, Yang Wu's dantian was like an inexhaustible source of energy. Even after a series of battles, he was still not exhausted. There was no way to suppress him. He was invincible here.
Damn bastard, you ruined my good deed. In the future, I will definitely kill your Yang Family. Prince Fu An unwillingly cursed and made a prompt decision to break out of the encirclement.
Even if he could continue to fight and kill a few more people to intimidate them, with Yang Wu here, he would have no chance to sit on the throne. Yang Wu would definitely kill him, and there was no expert around him who could deal with Yang Wu. If he did not retreat, it would be better for him to wait.
At this time, Yang Wu just cut off a king's head. The enemies around him were almost killed by him. Those who were not killed were seriously injured. They can no longer fight. They only want to escape.
Yang Wu -gege, you can't let Prince Fu An escape. Help me kill him. Tang Xiaohan has been holding Yang Wu. Her eyes have been paying attention to Prince Fu An's movements. After seeing that Yang Wu has killed a lot of enemies, she said to Yang Wu.
Mmm, he can't escape. Yang Wu softly replied. Then, the weapon in his hand changed. No one knows when the double-edged sword and the three-dragon spear disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by a beautiful and domineering big bow. In the middle of the bow, there was a dazzling amber stone, releasing a unique tiger qi.
Fallen Moon Bow!
This was a heavenly weapon that Yang Wu brought back from the barbarian land. After Xue Gui reforged it, its power was restored.
Yang Wu pulled the bow and aimed at the direction of Prince Fu An. All of his essence, qi, and spirit were gathered on the bow. The power in his dantian was unceasingly stimulated. The bow constantly emitted a bright light. When the bow was fully pulled, the arrow that was pinched between his fingers instantly loosened. The arrow burst out like a rainbow.
Whoosh!
The arrow was like a meteor chasing after the moon. It broke through the layers of obstacles and flew towards Prince Fu An.
Prince Fu An's eyelids twitched. He had an ominous feeling. He wanted to dodge, but the arrow was too fast. It was too fast for him to react. The arrow instantly penetrated his body. An unprecedented pain spread throughout his body. Prince Fu An was nailed to the wall of the palace by the arrow.
Ah!
Prince Fu An uttered a mournful scream. His vitality was quickly draining away. His pupils were constantly shrinking, and his body was struggling. He was a top king, so he didn't want to die.
"It's over!" Yang Wu murmured. The repressed emotions in his heart had finally been released.
Prince Fu An was shot to death. The hatred in his heart was completely vented. The knot in his heart was finally untied.
From a viscount to a prison slave, and then to a dead soldier on the battlefield. He went deep into the barbarian land alone. After experiencing many life and death hardships, he was finally able to return to the capital. He had a lot of worries, so he didn't dare to provoke Prince Fu An. But now, Prince Fu An rebelled, which gave him a chance to kill him.
Just when Yang Wu thought that Prince Fu An was dead, he found out that Prince Fu An was constantly roaring. His body had undergone an amazing change.
Before Prince Fu An died, he took a medicinal pill. His blood and qi were majestic. His body was like a demon. His body was covered with long hair. His eyes were blue, his fangs were exposed, and his roar was amazing.
Prince Fu An turned into a monster. He pulled out the arrows stuck in his body and opened his mouth to absorb the surrounding aura. He looked at Yang Wu and roared: "Yang Wu, I will kill you!"
Prince Fu An's fighting strength has soared to a level comparable to a Heavenly Fish. He quickly rushed towards Yang Wu. His whole body was emitting a demonic aura. He was not like a human. He punched towards Yang Wu with his bare hands. The power of his fist was not worse than the power of the Death War King.
How did this guy become like this? Did he practice some kind of evil skill? Yang Wu was puzzled. He put away the Falling Moon Bow and raised his fist to meet the attack.
Barbaric Tiger Fist!
Wang Fu An's fist collided with Yang Wu's fist. In an instant, a terrible explosion sound was heard. The remaining power of the collision splashed in all directions. Soon, a person was blown away. This person was Yang Wu. In the collision of power, he lost to Wang Fu An. Yang Wu was shocked.
Yang Wu -gege, he became so powerful. Tang Xiaohan, who was holding Yang Wu, worriedly said.
It's just a momentary lapse of consciousness. Watch me beat him up. Yang Wu said while shaking his arm. He no longer dared to underestimate his enemy. He adjusted his breath and once again faced Prince Fu An.
Demon Fist!
The medicinal pill Prince Fu An took stimulated his body and turned him into a demon. His fighting strength was completely different. This was his last card, and also his last struggle. He hoped to drag Yang Wu to the grave with him. Yang Wu was his last hope.
Barbaric Elephant Fist!
Bang! Bang!
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