My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

"Murder!"

A panicked scream broke the silence, and the maids were terrified, their faces full of fear.

The originally orderly palace became chaotic, and the maids dropped their things and rushed to the exit of the palace.

Their screams and panicked footsteps echoed in the empty hall, forming a sharp contrast with the solemnity and tranquility of the palace.

Di Xin's heart was in a panic, and he knew that his plan had completely failed.

The entire banquet hall fell into a dead silence, and only the sound of the falling head rolling on the ground echoed in everyone's ears, reminding them that all this was not an illusion, but a real nightmare.

Jiang Ziya's heart suddenly surged with an inexplicable joy. He originally thought that he and Yunhua would be in a desperate situation, but he didn't expect Yunhua to be able to perform an amazing blow in this situation.

His eyes rekindled hope, and he secretly admired Yunhua's deep practice in his heart. This poison was obviously just a piece of cake for her.

Fei Zhong and You Hun saw Chen Geng's head rolling down, their faces turned pale as paper in an instant, they couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes.

Fei Zhong screamed in panic: "Quick, quick! All the immortals, quickly join forces to take down this female demon!"

You Hun was also terrified, his voice trembling, and he kept shouting at the Taoists to take action.

Li Ping and other Taoists saw this, and they all took out magic tools from their sleeves, each of them displayed their own magical powers, and the magic lights intertwined into a huge net in the hall, covering Yun Hua. Each of them had a resolute light flashing in their eyes, and it was obvious that they had made a fatal move.

Emperor Xin saw that the situation was out of control. Although he was terrified, he had not completely given up his desire in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Don't kill the beauty, you must keep her alive!"

There was a hint of urgency in his voice, and it was obvious that he didn't want to lose such a peerless beauty as Yun Hua.

But Yun Hua's figure was like a ghost floating in the sword light. The Avici Sword in her hand swung out countless sword shadows, each of which contained the power to destroy the world.

Her eyes were cold, like the tip of a sword in the ice, piercing the opponent's heart.

"Boom boom boom!" The magic and the sword shadow collided, making a deafening sound.

The hall was shining, as bright as day.

But no matter Li Ping or other Taoists' magical powers, they could not get close to Yun Hua. Her sword attainments had reached the pinnacle, and her Taoism was also very profound, far from being comparable to ordinary golden immortals.

Jiang Ziya saw this scene and secretly admired it in his heart. He knew that the situation tonight had been completely reversed. Yun Hua's strength made everyone feel deeply desperate.

He stood quietly aside. Although his magic power was completely lost, his heart was calm, because he knew that Yun Hua was not an ordinary person.

Li Ping was helpless for a moment when he saw Yun Hua's amazing swordsmanship, and he was furious.

He knew that if he could not capture Yun Hua today, his position in front of Emperor Xin would plummet. So he gritted his teeth and decided to use his carefully refined poison technique.

He quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something. Suddenly, a black mist flew out of his sleeves. There were countless strange-looking poisonous beasts in the mist. Their bodies were twisted, and evil light flashed in their eyes, making a harsh hissing sound.

The poisonous smoke spread rapidly, covering the entire hall, and a disgusting stench filled the air.

Jiang Ziya immediately felt a sharp pain. His face turned pale in an instant, and fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Yun Hua frowned when she saw this. She knew that she could not let the poisonous smoke and the poisonous beasts get close to her and Jiang Ziya.

She waved the Avici Sword in her hand, and the tip of the sword drew perfect arcs, forming a vortex of sword energy, blocking all the poisonous smoke and poisonous beasts outside.

Then, Yunhua took out a crystal clear elixir from her arms, quickly walked to Jiang Ziya, and handed the elixir to him: "Quick, take this detoxification pill."

Jiang Ziya took the elixir and swallowed it immediately without any hesitation.

After a while, his face gradually returned to normal, and his body trembling stopped. He looked at Yunhua deeply, his eyes full of gratitude.

Jiang Ziya knew that although Yunhua was powerful, she was alone after all, and there were many masters under Emperor Xin who had not yet been deployed.

He was worried that Yunhua would fall into greater danger, so he persuaded: "The situation is already unfavorable now, we should retreat first and then make plans."

Yunhua's eyes were firm, she knew that if she retreated, those innocent palace maids and guards would also be killed.

She responded coldly: "Mr. Jiang, I know you are worried, but I can't watch these innocent people get hurt.

Today, I must teach him a lesson."

As she spoke, Yun Hua turned to face Li Ping and other Taoists who were still casting spells. The Avici Sword emitted a brighter light in her hand. She was ready to make another move to resolve the crisis in front of her.

At this moment, Chen Geng's head slowly rotated in the air and flew back to his neck. The wound healed quickly in full view of everyone, as if it had never been cut off.

Chen Geng touched his neck and muttered in fear: "What a terrible sword, it almost didn't come back."

Seeing this, Fei Zhong suddenly became tough again. His voice was full of threats and disdain. He looked at Yun Hua and shouted loudly: "Fairy, why don't you surrender quickly!

No matter how powerful your swordsmanship is, you can't defeat so many of us. If you surrender obediently and enter the palace to serve His Majesty, you may be able to save your life! "

When Di Xin saw Chen Geng miraculously resurrected, the fear in his heart subsided slightly. His eyes fell on Yun Hua again, his eyes full of greed and desire.

His voice was hoarse and urgent: "Beauty, as long as you obey, I promise to make you beautiful and enjoy all the glory and wealth."

Yunhua glanced at Di Xin coldly. There was no fear in her eyes, as if what she saw in front of her was just a bunch of chickens and dogs.

"Since you are seeking your own death, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The tip of her sword turned slightly, and the sword light flowed like running water, and her whole body exuded an inviolable aura.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Hua's figure turned into a sword light again and rushed towards the immortals.

The Abi Immortal Sword danced in her hands, and each swing brought up pieces of sword flowers. The sword flowers bloomed in the air, turning into streaks of sharp sword aura, heading straight towards the enemy.

Seeing this, a group of Taoists hurriedly activated their spells again, trying to resist Yun Hua's offensive. But Yunhua's swordsmanship was too superb, and every sword attack accurately broke through their defenses, putting them in an unprecedented crisis.

At this moment, Chen Geng's figure quickly approached.

Without thinking, she turned the sword and blocked a hidden weapon coming from behind.

The tip of Yun Hua's sword drew bright tracks in the air, as if even the stars were dimmed.

Chen Geng and Lin Pingping were surrounded by dozens of masters, and everyone looked extremely solemn.

They understood that if they could not capture this woman with superb swordsmanship today, they might not be able to stand up to Di Xin.

Chen Geng's eyes were like lightning, and a long black whip suddenly appeared in his hand. The whip was wrapped with a faint green aura, which was the plague poison technique that he had studied with great concentration for many years.

Lin Ping had a sneer on his lips, his palms flew up, and clouds of black mist poured out of his hands. They were the poisonous poisonous insects he refined, specifically to restrain the opponent's magic power.

A trace of disdain flashed in Yunhua's eyes. Her swordsmanship was like the purest art in the world. Every move revealed supreme beauty and power.

Her sword light was like a clear stream in front of Chen Geng and Lin Ping's poisonous poison techniques, easily cutting the poisonous poisonous insects and black and green whip shadows into pieces.

However, Chen Geng and Lin Ping were not discouraged. They knew that they were not Yunhua's opponent in a single fight, so they began to signal with their eyes. The other gods also noticed their intentions and used their magical powers and various spells. The rays of light converged in the hall, forming large nets that captured all living things in the world.

Although Yun Hua was superb in swordsmanship, he still felt a little pressure when facing so many opponents.

The tip of her sword trembled slightly, and the sword energy swept across, scattering the spells. However, as time went by, she found that her sword energy seemed to be more and more difficult to penetrate the opponent's defense.

Suddenly, Chen Geng shouted loudly: "Deploy the formation! Nine Yin Plague Poison Formation!"

Following his order, everyone's spells suddenly became more violent. Their figures moved quickly in the hall. Everyone's position and spells were extremely precise, and they soon formed a huge formation.

Once the Nine Yin Plague poison array is set up, a suffocating poisonous gas will immediately fill the array.

This poisonous gas can not only corrode the physical body, but also corrode mana, making those trapped in the formation unable to exert their full power.

Yun Hua frowned. She felt that her sword energy seemed to be eroded by the poisonous gas, and the power of her sword technique was greatly reduced.

She knew that she had been trapped in the Nine Yin Plague Poison Formation. If she could not break out of the formation as soon as possible, she might really fall into a desperate situation.

However, Yunhua did not lose his cool.

She closed her eyes and felt the flow of poisonous gas and spells around her. The tip of her sword began to rotate slowly. As she breathed, the sword Qi gradually formed a huge vortex, absorbing all the eroding poisonous gas. .

Yunhua took a deep breath and opened her eyes, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes. She knew now was her moment to fight back.

The sword light was like a dragon, and Yunhua's figure shuttled through the poison formation. The tip of her sword pointed at the core of the formation, which was the weakness of the formation and the key to her breakthrough.

The Abi Immortal Sword in Yun Hua's hand was dancing in the poison formation, and the tip of the sword pointed at the weaknesses of dozens of masters including Chen Geng and Lin Ping.

Her swordsmanship is like the sound of nature, and every move is full of agility and murderous intent. When the sword light flashes, it seems that even time has stopped.

Chen Geng's face became extremely ugly. His poison technique continued to disintegrate in front of Yun Hua's sword energy. His long whip was even cut off by Yun Hua's sword, and the black whip body turned into countless fragments in the air.

Lin Ping's black mist Gu insect was like tissue paper, torn apart easily under Yun Hua's sword light.

Yun Hua's attainments in swordsmanship have reached an unmatched level. She is like a fish in water in the poisonous formation, and every time she strikes, she carries supreme majesty and power, making all her opponents fearful.

A famous immortal god fell under Yun Hua's sword. Their bodies were turned into ashes in the sword light. Not even a trace of soul could escape, and both body and soul were destroyed.

Yunhua's swordsmanship is not only extremely precise, but also has the power to destroy everything. Every swing of her sword is the ultimate verdict of life and death.

Fei Zhong and You Hun looked at the nightmare-like scenes, and their hearts were filled with fear and regret.

They thought they could capture Yunhua easily, but they didn't expect that they would end up being sacrificed. Their hearts were trembling violently, and they were filled with regrets, but they could no longer save the situation.

Di Xin stood aside, watching Yunhua's every move intently. Although there was fear in his heart, it was more of a fascination.

Yunhua's sword dance, her momentum, and her power all stimulated his desire. His heart longed to have such a woman, even if the whole world trembled, he would not hesitate.

There was no trace of fear in Yun Hua's eyes. The tip of her sword continued to rotate. The light of the sword was like a wild horse that could not be restrained by any force.

Her sword dance became more and more violent, and every swing seemed to tear the world apart and completely destroy the poisonous formation.

Finally, after a flash of sword light, the core of the Nine Yin Plague Poison Formation was directly hit by Yun Hua's sword energy. The powerful poisonous energy dissipated instantly, and the power of the formation also collapsed.

As the formation was shattered, Yunhua's figure was like a phoenix breaking free from the cage. The tip of her sword pointed to the sky, declaring her victory.

Di Xin, Fei Zhong, You Hun and others could only stand aside quietly at this moment. In addition to shock, their hearts were filled with awe of Yunhua's power.

When Chen Geng and Lin Ping saw that the Nine Yin Plague Poison Formation was broken and Yun Hua's sword light was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, they knew something was wrong and immediately ran around, trying to escape this place of right and wrong. However, Yunhua's sword light followed them like a shadow, and her figure flashed in the air, blocking their escape route.

"Want to leave? You have hurt so many innocent people, stay and pay with your life today!" Yun Hua's voice was cold, the tip of his sword trembled slightly, and an invisible sword energy surrounded Chen Geng and the others.

Fei Zhong and You Hun were hiding behind Di Xin. Their faces were pale and their legs were shaking, as if they might kneel down and beg for mercy at any time.

Fei Zhong stammered: "Your Majesty is a human king, protected by the destiny of the human race. You, you, cannot kill, otherwise, you will be punished by God!"

Di Xin's face became extremely ugly at this moment. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but more importantly, he was unwilling and angry.

He is the king of men, how could he end up like this?

Jiang Ziya frowned when he heard this and advised in a low voice: "If you kill this foolish king, you may suffer the backlash of the power of luck, which is not a good thing for you. We can use other methods to make him receive the punishment he deserves."

Yun Hua turned her head and looked into Jiang Ziya's eyes full of wisdom and depth. The tip of her sword drooped slightly.

She knew that what Jiang Ziya said was true. Although she was extremely capable, she could not really be an enemy of the fate of the entire human race.

Her eyes fell on Di Xin and others again, and she said calmly: "Today, I will spare your lives, but if you don't avenge this, you are not a gentleman. If you dare to do evil again, I will show no mercy."

After saying that, Yunhua sheathed his sword and turned around to leave.

If Chen Geng and Lin Ping were granted amnesty, they would not dare to stay any longer and fled as fast as possible.

At this moment, a series of screams suddenly came from outside, the sound was full of panic and despair.

Immediately afterwards, a murderous figure walked in from outside the palace. It was Yun Hua's husband, Yang Ling.

Yang Ling's face was stern, and his eyes were flashing with angry flames.

In his hand was a long sword with wet blood. Obviously, the screams just now came from those immortal gods who had escaped.

When Di Xin saw Yang Ling, he was trembling with fear. His face instantly turned pale and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

He knew that the killing god in front of him was far more powerful than Yun Hua. If Yang Ling had murderous intentions, none of them would be able to escape.

Yunhua was very happy when her husband came back, but at the same time she was worried. She knew Yang Ling's temper well and would never hold back once she got angry.

She stepped forward quickly, took Yang Ling's arm, and said softly: "Husband, I have already taken care of the matter just now. Although this human king has committed a heinous crime, I am afraid that killing him will suffer the backlash of the power of luck, which is not good for us."

Yang Ling's eyes moved away from Yun Hua's face and landed on Di Xin, who was still trembling.

When Di Xin saw this, a ferocious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was full of sarcasm: "Ha, so you dare to kill me! Hahahahaha, I am the co-owner of the world, so what if you are gods, you still can't do anything to me! "

A cold glint flashed in Yang Ling's eyes, and he gently patted the back of Yunhua's hand, telling her not to worry.

His voice was low and firm: "Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Ling had already stepped forward, and a cold killing intent emanated from him.

His long sword drew a sharp arc in the air, pointing directly at Fei Zhong and You Hun.

Fei Zhong and You Hun were horrified, with disbelief written all over their faces. They never thought that Yang Ling would take action at this time.

The sword light flashed, blood spattered, and the heads of Fei Zhong and You Hun fell to the ground. Their bodies were still crumbling on the spot, and finally fell down.

When Di Xin saw this scene, he was completely stunned. His lips trembled: "You can't kill me! You can't do this. I am the king of men, you and you..."

Yang Ling didn't give him a chance to finish his words. The tip of the sword was already pointing at his throat, with even more murderous intent.

Jiang Ziya saw this and stepped forward quickly, with a hint of anxiety in his voice: "Brother, don't be impulsive. Kill Di Xin, you will be hit by the fate of humanity!"

Yang Ling turned his head and glanced at Jiang Ziya. The murderous intent in his eyes subsided slightly. He asked in a deep voice, "Is Bigan still alive?"

Jiang Ziya nodded: "Bigan is still here, he is determined and will not fall easily."

When Yang Ling heard this, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He turned to Di Xin again, his voice as cold as ice: "Di Xin, your sins are serious. Today, I will do justice on behalf of heaven."

After saying that, without waiting for Di Xin to react, the long sword in Yang Ling's hand instantly stabbed out and struck Di Xin's vital part.

Di Xin's eyes were full of fear and unwillingness. He opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out.

His body shook violently, and then he fell to the ground, lifeless.

Yunhua looked at everything in front of her, and although her heart was a little complicated, she knew that everything Yang Ling did was for justice and for those innocent creatures.

In the main hall, there was a deathly silence for a while, only the breathing of Yang Ling and Yun Hua still sounded softly.

The moment Human King Di Xin fell, the human destiny above Chaoge seemed to have received a huge impact and began to show signs of collapse.

The luck between heaven and earth is an extremely mysterious existence. Once the human king dies, the luck of the entire human race will be fluctuated, which may cause chaos in the world.

Yang Ling's eyes were blazing. He could feel the turmoil in his luck, and he knew he couldn't let this situation continue.

So, he took a deep breath, gathered his inner strength in the palm of his hand, then slowly raised his hand, and presented his colorful Qingyun.

The colorful Qingyun is originally composed of humane merits. It is hovering in the sky at this moment, naturally releasing colorful rays of light. Those rays of light penetrate into the luck like filaments, stabilizing the luck that is about to collapse.

The dark clouds over Chaoge gradually dispersed, and the sky became clear again.

Yang Ling turned around, looked at Jiang Ziya and said, "Go and bring Bigan to the palace. The sooner the better."

Jiang Ziya couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this scene. He asked in confusion: "Brother, what does this mean?"

Yang Ling turned his head and said firmly: "Di Xin is dead, and his two heirs are missing. Among the royal family, only Bigan can ascend the throne."

Jiang Ziya suddenly understood after hearing this, but he was still a little worried: "Bigan has a strong personality and may not be willing to accept this position."

There was a hint of depth in Yang Ling's eyes: "If he doesn't agree, Dashang will be finished. In the current situation, he must stand up and take on this responsibility to stabilize people's hearts.

Let him choose whether to become the king of men or watch the great merchants fall into chaos. "

Jiang Ziya nodded, knowing that Yang Ling was telling the truth. He turned around and left the hall in a hurry to find Bigan.

Yang Ling stood there, scanning the corpses lying on the ground, but he felt very calm in his heart.

He had wanted to do this for a long time.

Although this incident happened suddenly, it was not an impulsive act.

Yunhua walked to Yang Ling and said softly: "Husband, what should we do next?"

Yang Ling held her hand and said calmly: "The next step is to make Bigan the human king. It's time for our human religion to end!"

Yunhua nodded.

She knew that no matter how bumpy the road ahead was, as long as she was with her husband, nothing was impossible.

Jiang Ziya's figure flashed across the air, and with his profound magic power, he almost rushed home as fast as he could along the way.

He knew Bigan's character and knew how heavy this news would be for him.

The door to the house was pushed open, and Bigan had already greeted him. His eyes were full of anxiety and expectation. Seeing Jiang Ziya's hurried look, he immediately asked: "Mr. Jiang, what happened? Why are you so panicked?"

Jiang Ziya took a deep breath and told Bigan everything that happened just now.

With every word he spoke, Bigan's face became paler. By the time Jiang Ziya finished speaking, Bigan was as pale as a sheet of paper.

Bigan suddenly beat his chest and stamped his feet, tears welling up in his eyes. His cry was shrill and sad: "O late emperor! O late emperor! I didn't do a good job! Your Majesty ended up like this!"

Jiang Ziya's eyes were also full of sadness, but he knew that now was not the time to be sad. He said in a deep voice: "Bigan, the matter is over. You should go and take over the position of king. Chaoge cannot be without a monarch, and the people need stability. "

When Bigan heard this, his tears stopped suddenly, and a firm light flashed in his eyes. He raised his head, looked at Jiang Ziya with piercing eyes, and flatly refused: "No! I would rather die than become this traitor and traitor!

I can't betray the late emperor, I can't betray Dashang! "

Looking at Bigan's appearance, Jiang Ziya felt bitter in his heart.

He knew how entangled and painful Bigan was in his heart, but he also knew that if Bigan didn't stand up, Dashang's future would be even more turbulent.

He slowly walked towards Bigan, put his hand on his shoulder, and said firmly and forcefully: "Bigan, you are a loyal minister of Dashang and the hope of the people.

Now that the human king is dead, if you don't want Dashang to collapse and cause more suffering to the people, you must step forward and take on this responsibility. This is your greatest loyalty to Dashang. "

Bigan's body trembled slightly, and a fierce struggle was raging in his heart. His fists were clenched tightly, as if he was fighting a final battle with his heart.

Jiang Ziya didn't speak anymore. He stood there quietly, waiting for Bigan's decision.

Bigan was silent for a long time, his eyes moved away from Jiang Ziya's face and looked at the chaotic sky outside the window.

His heart seemed to be struggling with invisible pressure, and every heartbeat told him that this was a major decision concerning the fate of the Shang Dynasty.

Finally, he slowly stood up, and the confusion in his eyes was gradually replaced by a firmness. His voice was low and powerful, as if every word carried a heavy responsibility: "I... I'm going to the palace now."

Jiang Ziya saw the change in Bigan, and a ray of relief flashed in his eyes.

He nodded, without saying much, but led Bigan to walk quickly in the direction of the palace.

When they came to the front of the hall, they found that the door of the hall was closed, and several warriors stood in front of the door with solemn expressions.

Obviously, the hall has been blocked, and no one can enter without relevant orders.

Bigan stood in front of the hall, and the tension and uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

His eyes lingered on the door of the hall, as if he was imagining the situation inside and everything he was about to face.

At this moment, the door of the hall slowly opened, and Yang Ling appeared at the door. His eyes passed through the crowd in front of the door and fell directly on Bigan.

There was not much emotional fluctuation in Yang Ling's eyes. He just looked at Bigan quietly twice, and his voice was calm and deep: "You know everything, right? What are you going to do?"

Bigan took a deep breath, his hands trembled slightly, but his eyes were extremely firm: "I... I am willing to take this responsibility for Da Shang, even if there are thorns ahead, I will never back down."

Yang Ling nodded, his eyes stayed on Bigan for a moment, and then turned back to the hall.

Although his action was simple, it gave Bigan extremely strong support and confidence.

Bigan followed closely and stepped into the hall.

From this moment on, this handsome middle-aged man already had the demeanor of a king.