Impeachment will make me stronger, and I will be invincible on the road to death.

Chapter 420 What does this mean?

Moreover, every Forbidden Army is equipped with powerful bows and crossbows, which poses a huge threat.

An arrow shot out and nailed Yang Yanzhang's shoulder.

Yang Yanzhang groaned.

Another wave of arrows struck.

Yang Yanzhang's figure was erratic, barely dodging these dense arrows.

However, they were surrounded by the Forbidden Army.

The imperial army surrounded Yang Yanzhang.

A sharp arrow hit Yang Yanzhang's neck.

Suddenly, the sword trembled.

A silver bolt burst out with a dazzling light, cutting off the sharp arrow.

The arrow feathers fell to the ground.

Yang Yanzhang's face was pale, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Just now, he used his secret technique to activate the true energy in his body to block this fatal blow.

"It turned out to be a bluff!" The blue-shirted scribe was overjoyed.

"Your Highness, I advise you to surrender obediently."

"Otherwise, the old man will have no choice but to eradicate the roots first!" the green-robed scribe said secretly.

"If you want my life, it depends on whether you are qualified or not!"

Yang Yanzhang roared angrily and charged towards the blue-shirted scribe again.

The two fought again.

The sword in Yang Yanzhang's hand was knocked out and fell to the ground.

"Your Highness, stop resisting."

"Otherwise, you will only die." The green-shirted scribe said with a ferocious smile.

"You trash!" Yang Yanzhang roared.

His father Li Shimin is from the royal family and holds the supreme throne.

Therefore, his cultivation is unfathomable.

And these guards and maids are all ordinary people.

You can't stop these men in black!

Yang Yanzhang's eyes were scarlet and he roared: "Get out of my way! I'm going to kill him!"

The blue-shirted scribe sneered: "Your Highness, you have lost your fighting ability now. Even if you kill me, it will not help."

"You bitch, you're looking for death!" Yang Yanzhang roared.

The green-shirted scribe sneered.

The long sword was swung suddenly, the sword energy was cold.

Yang Yanzhang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly resisted, but was slashed away with a sword.

There was a hideous wound on his left arm.

The green-robed scribe walked over slowly and said, "Your Highness, you'd better just surrender without mercy!"

"Do you think you will win?"

Yang Yanzhang grinned, showing a cruel look.

He held out his left hand.

He held the long sword on his back.

Accompanied by a crisp sound.

A long sword with a cold light appeared in his hand.

"Twenty-three swords!"

Yang Yanzhang slashed out with his sword, pointing directly at the blue-robed scribe's face.

Before the sword blade arrived, the sword intention came first.

The green-shirted scribe felt as if the air around him was stagnant.

His expression suddenly changed.

"how is this possible?"

The green-robed scribe hurriedly retreated.

At the same time, he raised his sword to block.

Sparks fly.

However, the terrifying sword energy contained in the sword's edge still forced him into a state of embarrassment.

He couldn't help but take a breath.

"This little beast is indeed extraordinary. He is truly your Majesty's direct bloodline." The blue-shirted scribe said coldly.

"Why are you all standing there in a daze! Why don't you hurry up and help!"

The remaining men in black rushed towards Yang Yanzhang one after another.

Yang Yanzhang was not afraid and waved his sword to face the enemy.

A black-clothed and masked warrior was knocked away by Yang Yanzhang's sword and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

Then, he kicked a man in black down with another side kick.

Then, he slashed another one with his sword.

However, he soon discovered that his energy was depleted very quickly.

These men in black are too powerful, and each of them has sophisticated weapons in their hands.

It is difficult for Yang Yanzhang to fight alone, let alone fight in a group.

Moreover, his sword had broken and he lost his weapon.

You can only rely on your fists and kicks to deal with these men in black. After all, he was outnumbered and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

His body was already stained and he was deeply wounded.

A sharp arrow shot again.

Yang Yanzhang's face darkened slightly.

At this moment, he was fighting with the man in black.

Next to him, the scholar in blue took the opportunity to make a sneak attack, catching Yang Yanzhang off guard.

If Yang Yanzhang hadn't been extra vigilant and noticed it in advance.

I'm afraid, this arrow has already hit his throat!

"Asshole, you are despicable and shameless!" Yang Yanzhang yelled.

"Your Highness, am I despicable? When I catch you, it won't be too late to reason with you!"

The green-robed scribe laughed ferociously and charged forward again with his sword raised.

"Your Highness, please leave quickly, my subordinates will hold them back."

"Remember to avenge your subordinates!"

At this time, a guard stood in front of Yang Yanzhang and died generously.

But just for a moment.

He was killed with a sword and died tragically.

When Yang Yanzhang saw this scene, his eyes were red and his eyes were about to burst.

These guards were all sent by his father to protect him.

As a result, he was killed because of him.

"I, Yang Yanzhang, will never give up."

Yang Yanzhang gritted his teeth and was filled with resentment.

The long knife struck again.

Yang Yanzhang mustered up his last bit of strength and punched the man in black hard on the chest.

The man in black vomited blood and flew away.

However, he did not fall to the ground and immediately struggled to his feet and continued to attack Yang Yanzhang.

The two fought fiercely together again.

Yang Yanzhang's body was covered in blood, and the beating became slower and slower.

The scholar in green shirt smiled ferociously.

Yang Yanzhang is almost exhausted.

If he pushes harder, he will definitely die.

At this critical moment!

Suddenly, thunder exploded in the sky.

Lightning flashed across the night sky, illuminating the entire neighborhood.

Then thunder rolled and rain poured down.

The man in black stopped.

They all covered their heads with their clothes.

Yang Yanzhang, however, ignored him and wildly swung his sword towards the blue-shirted scribe.

The blue-shirted scribe cursed.

This thunderstorm was really unexpected.

Yang Yanzhang took advantage of the thunder and lightning and rushed to the green-shirted scribe.

Cut down with a sword.

However, the green-robed scribe had already been prepared, sweeping his palm away to push his sword away.

A slap hit him hard on the face.

Yang Yanzhang fell to the ground again.

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"Your Highness, you must die tonight." The blue-shirted scribe said coldly.

Yang Yanzhang sneered, and suddenly took out something from his arms and threw it at the blue-shirted scribe.

The green-shirted scribe couldn't avoid it and was hit by the object, causing severe pain in his arm.

Immediately afterwards, a huge force came.

The green-robed scribe instantly fell back five to six feet and almost fell to the ground.

"What the hell is this?"

He looked at Yang Yanzhang in shock.

I saw that the thing he threw away turned out to be a copper coin.

However, at this moment, the copper coin actually emitted a pale golden light, as if it was made of divine iron.

"Your Highness, is this a treasure given to you by His Majesty?" asked the scribe in blue.

"Do you recognize it?"

Yang Yanzhang picked up the copper coin and handed it to the scholar in blue shirt and asked.

"Of course I know this kind of ordinary copper coin." The blue-shirted scribe smiled coldly: "I wonder why Your Highness would use it to scare me?"

Yang Yanzhang said with a gloomy face: "If you don't recognize it, how can you know that it is an ordinary copper coin?"

The green-shirted scribe took a deep breath.

His expression instantly froze.

Because, he found that he couldn't see through this copper coin!

what does this mean?

(End of this chapter)