Chapter 421 The Artifact of the Kingdom

"There's something weird about this copper coin!"

"Your Highness, is there something strange about this copper coin?"

When Yang Yanzhang heard this, he sighed secretly.

This is the gift given to him by his father, the artifact that governs the country!

Although it is just an ordinary copper coin, it does not show any special effects on weekdays.

However, there is a strange power that is infinitely powerful.

Just now, it was precisely because of this copper coin that the blue-shirted scribe lost his mind for a moment.

Otherwise, his reaction speed would not be so slow.

Now, he understood why the blue-shirted scribe dared to assassinate him single-handedly.

It turned out to be relying on this copper coin!

However, he did not believe that a member of the Tang Dynasty royal family could lose to an ordinary copper coin so easily.

"Your Highness, you are indeed powerful."

The scholar in blue sneered and said: "You have cultivated to the level of nine bulls and two tigers at a young age. However, we people in black are more than capable."

"The so-called realm of nine cows and two tigers is just the most basic realm of warriors. And we have already reached the peak of martial arts."

When Yang Yanzhang heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

"The realm of nine cows and two tigers! The peak of Wuzong!"

After hearing this, Yang Yanzhang was completely stunned.

He didn't expect that he would meet a master!

This time, his situation was dangerous.

However, Yang Yanzhang did not panic.

He took a deep breath.

Immediately, the diagram of the Eight Diagrams of Heaven and Earth was circulated.

In his dantian, majestic innate true energy emerged!

This innate true energy is endless and surging.

Yang Yanzhang suddenly exploded, pouring all his energy into the sword, and struck it hard at the blue-shirted scribe!

This sword struck the opponent's chest.

The green-shirted scribe groaned.

Staggered back a few steps.

However, it was not broken.

"What a sharp sword energy!" The green-shirted scribe was horrified.

However, the next moment, he showed joy: "Your Highness, I advise you to stop. You can't last long in this situation. If you continue to fight hard, you may not even be able to save your life."

Yang Yanzhang shook his head and slowly drew out his sword.

"You're wrong, I don't need to live anymore." Yang Yanzhang said.

"Huh? What do you mean?" asked the scribe in green shirt.

Yang Yanzhang smiled sadly and said slowly: "Because I have been poisoned."

"Poisoned?" The green-shirted scribe was stunned.

Then, he immediately sensed it in his body.

He discovered that the innate true energy in his body had become extremely chaotic, and it seemed that he would die suddenly at any time!

The green-robed scribe looked up to the sky and roared.

"Your Highness, you have been poisoned! Who did this?"

"This is something you have to ask yourselves!" Yang Yanzhang said solemnly.

The green-shirted scribe was stunned.

"You mean?" He suddenly came to his senses: "There was something wrong with the stone you just used?"

Yang Yanzhang nodded and said, "Not bad."

The blue-shirted scribe's eyes flickered and he roared angrily: "If that's the case, then I won't let you stay!"

Then he pounced again.

Yang Yanzhang raised his eyebrows.

The mission was actually triggered.

However, now he had no time to take a closer look and directly chose to accept it.

He narrowed his eyes slightly: "Qingshan City Guards? I want to see what you are capable of?"

He rushed forward and fought with the blue-shirted scribe.

Yang Yanzhang's swordsmanship is famous for being tricky and fierce!

Every move carries a strong murderous intent.

Moreover, it also contains some mysterious secret!

Although the swordsmanship of the blue-shirted scribe was exquisite, it could not stop Yang Yanzhang's killing move!

After a moment, Yang Yanzhang kicked out and knocked the green-shirted scribe to the ground.

The long sword was placed on the neck of the green-robed scribe, and bright red blood beads flowed down the long sword and dripped to the ground. There was an incredible look in the eyes of the blue-shirted scribe.

He never expected that he would lose to this young man.

"Who are you?" The scholar in blue raised his head with difficulty and looked at Yang Yanzhang and said, "Your swordsmanship is much better than mine!"

Yang Yanzhang smiled coldly.

Although the blue-shirted scribe is very skilled in swordsmanship.

However, compared with Yang Yanzhang, there is still a big gap.

"I am Yang Yanzhang, the fourth prince of the Tang Dynasty!" Yang Yanzhang stared at the scholar in blue and said coldly: "I am the prince of the current dynasty, how dare you come to assassinate me?"

"What? You are actually the current prince!" The blue-shirted scribe was trembling all over, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart.

How many years has he waited?

Finally the chance for revenge came.

The blue-shirted scribe laughed loudly: "Your Majesty is now stupid and incompetent, killing the people, causing frequent natural disasters."

"If it weren't for the hard work of the ministers to protect him, he would have been deposed long ago."

"Your Majesty has decided to reform and promote new drugs to treat diseases and save people, so that the world will be healthy and free from disease!"

"These treacherous villains colluded with foreign countries. They even took advantage of His Majesty's birthday to plot to murder Your Majesty and usurp the throne. Your Majesty, what a miserable death!"

"Your Highness, you must help His Majesty take revenge!"

The scholar in green shirt knelt in front of Yang Yanzhang, crying bitterly.

When Yang Yanzhang saw this scene, the corner of his mouth twitched.

He really wanted to slap this guy to death.

However, he knew he couldn't beat it.

"Don't be too busy crying." Yang Yanzhang gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, who ordered you to murder your father? If you are willing to cooperate, I may be able to spare your life."

Hearing this, the blue-shirted scribe's eyes flashed with fanaticism.

However, he still lowered his head and pretended not to hear.

Of course he wouldn't tell the truth.

The target of his mission is not an emperor.

He just wanted to kill Yang Yanzhang.

"Your Highness, if you have any last words, just say them." The blue-shirted scribe's tone was cold.

"Okay, very good! Since you don't have to drink wine as a penalty for toasting, I can only send you to your death in person!"

The long sword broke through the air and pierced the throat of the blue-shirted scribe.

The green-robed scribe's eyes widened and he fell to the ground with a look of reluctance.

He never dreamed that he would fall into the hands of Yang Yanzhang.

The only prince of the Tang royal family was so ruthless and decisive!

This time, it was a real miscalculation!

Yang Yanzhang sighed, dragged the body into the grass, and destroyed the evidence.

Then, we left this remote village.

Next, he continued walking north.

Encountered two more groups of assassins.

Along the way, he relied on his intelligence to avoid the past.

After all, although assassins are fierce, they are not very organized.

Yang Yanzhang may not be afraid of a single assassin.

However, two waves of assassins jointly attacked and Yang Yanzhang was soon exhausted.

Another assassin hit Yang Yanzhang hard.

The blade cut across Yang Yanzhang's left arm, leaving a deep scar.

Blood gurgled.

Yang Yanzhang's face became paler and his whole body was shaking.

He was running out of gas and could no longer hold on.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the distance.

"Who is it? How dare you break into our territory and seek death?"

Followed by a shout.

Several horses galloped over.

"Oops, I'm caught up!"

Yang Yanzhang secretly cried out in his heart.

(End of this chapter)

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