The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

The invisible person is indeed more powerful than Li Jingmen.

After finishing speaking, Li Kuan gave another order.

"Kill it."

Under the cold light of the invisible dagger, the remaining two people were instantly riddled with holes, and then their bodies burst to death.

So far, everyone has been beheaded, and the remnants of the Sui Dynasty, except Yang Su and Yu Wencheng who escaped, were all executed by Li Kuan.

Li Kuan pointed to Yang Zhao's body and ordered to Zhao Zilong.

"Tie him up, drag him to Youzhou City, and expose his dead body to the world."

Zhao Zilong obeyed the order, and behind the team, there was an extra corpse that was dragged along.

Chapter 94 Let me think highly of you, you are not worthy!

Yang Zhao frowned tightly, as if a deep mark had been carved by a knife.

Whether it was the worried expression or the internal force that was about to erupt at any time, it told everyone that Yang Zhao was in a very bad mood at the moment, very heavy.

With the surge of internal energy, Yang Zhao's cloak flapped automatically without wind, and the long sword pointed directly at Li Kuan,

"Crazy prince, what do you mean by that?"

Although he had guesses in his heart, he still had hope, but Yang Zhao's heart had already sunk to the bottom.

Li Kuan's eyes showed a cold light.

"What do you mean? Do you need to ask? Of course, the remnants of the Sui Dynasty were wiped out by this prince."

"This prince came all the way from Liangzhou. You should be honored to let me waste so much effort to destroy you."

"If you kill you again, the remnants of the Sui Dynasty will cease to exist!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Kuan burst out with murderous aura, pointing directly at Yang Zhao.

This murderous aura seemed solid, making Yang Zhao's followers feel goosebumps.

"This murderous aura is too terrifying!"

Yang Zhao remained silent, only feeling cold sweat on his palms.

Li Kuan looked directly at the people beside Yang Zhao, the remnants of the Sui Dynasty were all here except for Yu Wencheng and Yang Su who fled.

Killing intent surged out.

Only by killing all these people can the remnants of the Sui Dynasty be completely wiped out, otherwise it will always be a disaster within the Tang Dynasty.

Let go of one person yesterday, let's not take it lightly today.

At this moment, Yang Zhao stepped forward.

"You guys go! Go! I'll stop him and keep my roots in the Sui Dynasty!"

Yang Zhao's eyes were about to burst, red blood flowed on the long sword, and Zhou Sheng's internal energy also turned dark red.

The rest of the people looked at each other and prepared to evacuate.

It's not that they don't want to protect Yang Zhao, it's that only Yang Zhao can stop Li Kuan now.

Moreover, they have a rule that if sacrificing one person can save more people, then they must sacrifice, regardless of whether that person is the emperor or a commoner.

But before the rest of the people could take any action, Li Kuan spoke.

"Go? Where are you going? Do you think they can get away?"

"The acting is very loyal, but it's limited to this. He said that he wanted to establish the Sui Dynasty, but he only dared to occupy Wanku Mountain to do evil and harm the people. He didn't even have the courage to come out and fight us soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. .”

"It's a shame that you still call yourself an emperor. Are you happy to be an emperor with a shrinking head like a turtle?"

Under the sarcasm, Yang Zhao remained silent, but the surging internal energy was even more surging, and the long sword had completely turned red.

"Yan!"

The long sword in Yang Zhao's hand made a faint sound of dragon chant.

Murderous aura filled the air, and the blood-red inner force enveloped Li Kuan and the army behind him.

"Let's fight!"

The horse backed away and seemed to run away, but was only controlled by the Tang soldiers.

Ziluan and Qingxuan frowned, this deterrent power was at its peak.

The powerhouse at the peak of Huajin is too terrifying, and he can only use some means to kill him.

Li Kuan jumped off the horse, touched the Wuchou sword at his waist, and actually stuck the sword in the ground.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zhao grew angrier and roared.

"You look down on me!"

Li Kuan barked a smile.

"It's just a shrinking turtle, how can I think highly of you."

"You want me to think highly of you, you are not worthy!"