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

Kong Yingxue found that she was normal, and slowly raised her hand to Yang Yun, ready to laugh wildly.

"What's the situation? Didn't kill it?"

"It's impossible not to kill Kong Yingxue."

"The villa has been cut in half, how could Kong Yingxue survive."

Everyone was thinking about it, at this moment.

Kong Yingxue's smile froze on his face, and his whole body was divided into two from the middle.

The sword was too fast, allowing Kong Yingxue to live a few seconds longer.

The Confucian scholars were frightened, and the timid ones peed in their pants.

Kong Yingxue, who had just entered heaven, was beheaded with a knife!

Yang Su and Yu Wencheng couldn't hide the shock in their eyes.

Wang Tong didn't look sad, but his face was cold and his lips trembled slightly.

He could only block this sword with all his might.

"What a terrifying sword."

Yang Su muttered to himself.

Yu Wencheng clenched the phoenix-winged glass boring in his hand.

"It is indeed terrifying, but this is not Li Kuan's full strength, it may just be his random sword."

This sword seemed invincible, but he and Wang Tong could resist it together, while the sword in front of the Longmen Grotto had no room for resistance.

Yang Su shook his head.

"No, he hasn't reached the level of a fairy, otherwise the power of the sword will be even greater."

Yu Wencheng nodded.

"Even if it's not there, it's almost there. It's only one step away, no, half a step, and he can get there."

The discussion between Yang Su and Yu Wencheng was heard clearly by other people in the courtyard, and they were shocked.

Unexpectedly, Li Kuan was so strong, he was only one step away from reaching the realm of immortals.

Li Kuan withdrew the Wuchou sword and looked at the other people in the mansion.

Those who were stared at by Li Kuan either backed away in fear, or their legs became weak, or they lowered their heads and dared not look at each other.

The closed disciple of Kong Yingxue stepped forward.

"His Royal Highness, the master is dead, his affairs have nothing to do with me, and I never thought of murdering the princess."

Li Kuan sneered.

Xie Ranran moved his fingers lightly, and used Taoism to control the clothes of Kong Yingxue's closed disciple, making the clothes strangle him to death.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the Confucian scholars felt their scalps go numb, and they just wanted to stay away from this place.

Wang Tong stood up.

"His Royal Highness, this person has no intention of harming the princess, why kill him?"

Li Kuan said lightly.

"You said he didn't, so he didn't?"

"I'm the prince, and I said he has the heart to plot chaos and rebellion, so he does."

Wang Tong was dumbfounded.

Li Kuan continued.

"Wang Tong, your Confucianists not only have mutual contacts with Yang Zhao, but also take in Yang Su and Yuwen Chengdu, the remnants of the Sui Dynasty. This time, it is the Confucianists who intend to harm the princess."

"If you don't give me an explanation, hum."

With a cold snort, a murderous air filled the air, making the hearts of the people in the mansion feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

This guy killed 700,000 alliance troops without even blinking an eye. There are not enough people in the mansion to fit his teeth.

Wang Tong lifted his breath and said slowly.

"His Royal Highness, the collusion with Yang Zhao is a personal relationship between the deceased and Yang Zhao, and has nothing to do with my Confucianism."

"Taking in Yang Su and Yuwen Chengdu is a moral act. The Sui Dynasty owed us a kindness. Scholars pay attention to repaying their kindness and repaying their debts. However, His Royal Highness wants to arrest the two, but he can do it himself. Confucianism will never interfere. Just take it in."

"There is also the intention to murder the princess, which is also what Kong Yingxue did out of her own selfish desires. We don't know about it."

Wang Tong is indeed responsible and has a brain, and he can push everything away in a few words.

Li Kuan chuckled.

"The ancients said that chivalry uses martial arts to confuse prohibitions, and Confucianism uses literature to confuse law. Seeing it today, it is as expected."

"It's really sharp and sharp. It pushed the matter away completely, which opened the eyes of the prince."

As Yang Yun spoke, the sharp sword intent condensed in it, and everyone was terrified.