Turbulent Times Chapter 523: Finally changing Hongmen Banquet

Yang Liang believes that under normal circumstances, Wang Junlin knows how to choose, but the problem is that Wang Junlin himself is not the person who should appear under normal circumstances.

Yang Liang is more anxious than Wang Junlin. He is fighting with the crown prince for the most honorable position in the world. The first thing the superiors do is to kill the other party. No matter what the reason is, they will never allow the other party to live and cause them any troubles that may exist.

So, after listening to his father's high praise and affirmation of Wang Junlin's ability and means, Yang Liang was much more eager to win Wang Junlin under his command than Wang Junlin himself. Jun Lin alone can match all the staff and warrior masters in his mansion. He even had a plan to kill Yang Guang, and if this plan was carried out by Wang Junlin, he was 80% sure, and as long as Yang Guang was removed, he, Yang Liang, would be the heir to the throne.

The main hall was very quiet, as if time had frozen, Yang Liang's face was full of smiles, his expression was calm, but there was a hint of anxiety and anger flashing in his eyes from time to time.

Wang Junlin was expressionless, looking down at his hands. He seems to be hesitating, but actually thinking about it again, with Yang Liang's character, if he categorically refuses today, it will immediately become a Hongmen banquet. With his sense of hearing, he has already noticed and discovered, besides, this is the Palace of the King of Han, as long as Yang Liang With one order, countless guards will surround him, and King Han has at least two strong men who have broken their achievements.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Wang Junlin suddenly raised his head and smiled at him.

"Your Highness's meaning, I have already understood, but I am sorry that I can't give His Highness an answer today. I will first be a villain and then a gentleman. Everything that Your Highness said today, I need to verify it before I can decide. After all... what I need to do Decisions matter."

Yang Liang showed a high degree of self-cultivation at this time. Although he was extremely annoyed when he heard the words, he still suppressed the slightest expression on his face, and instead showed admiration.

"Qin Anhou is really cautious in his actions. No wonder he has become famous all over the world in just two years. After a deep talk, it really is extraordinary, um! Marquis Qin An will stop for a while, and this king will go to make it easier for you."

Wang Junlin stood up with a smile and said, "His Royal Highness the King of Han wants to call the two masters next door to come and kill me."

Yang Liang's complexion changed when he heard the words, and a voice came from outside: "Qin Anhou knew that the two of us were next door, but he dared to stay here to drink, he is really brave."

Following the voice, two old men, one fat and one thin, came in and protected Han Wang Yang Liang behind him.

Wang Junlin watched the two people appear, and thought that the King of Han was decisive in killing and attacking him. He failed to win him over, so he wanted to kill himself without hesitation. up.

He originally wanted to say a word and ask the King of Han to let him go, but when he looked at these two people, he remembered that since the battle with the Spring and Autumn Envoy nearly two months ago, he had recently understood the sword technique and reached the threshold of breakthrough. With just one opportunity left, he could take another step forward, and these two are just ordinary characters among masters in the breaking stage, and they are the best candidates for the move.

"The old man's left hand knife seals..."

"My ghost sees Zhao Zhao..."

Not waiting for the two old men to register themselves, Wang Junlin interrupted them and said, "You bastards, I don't even want to know your names. If you want to kill me, do it!"

"Since you are in a hurry to die, let us send you on your way!" The two old men showed annoyed expressions, and Zhao Shiguang shouted coldly, and walked towards Wang Junlin at the same time.

Wang Junlin watched Zhao Shiguang approaching slowly, with a calm expression, and even sat there motionless.

The more confident Wang Junlin is, the more dignified Zhao Shiguang's demeanor becomes. It was enough to scare anyone, but of course Zhao Shiguang was guarding against Wang Junlin's poison.

Six feet, five feet, four feet... Wang Junlin held the handle of the Longque Sword with his right hand at his waist.

Zhao Shiguang finally made a move. One of the main reasons why he was nicknamed Ghost Sorrow was that he had a pair of ghost hands. Grab the head.

Trying to kill the enemy in one fell swoop, at this moment he is still guarding against Wang Junlin's poison, not martial arts.

He noticed a very strange look in Wang Junlin's eyes.

That's not fear, but speechlessness. Wang Junlin was really speechless at this time, he had never consciously concealed his martial arts, but his poison was so famous and killed too many people that people only saw his poison and ignored him martial arts.

After being speechless, looking at the old man was pity, pity that he still underestimated the enemy in a different way when facing him.

Wang Junlin's expression made Zhao Shiguang feel uncomfortable.

The claws are like sharp blades out of their sheaths, and the arrows that leave the string are hard to retract.

This is the moment.

There was a whistling sound.

Wang Junlin, who was sitting on the soft couch, was covered by a ball of silver light, which exploded quickly, filling the dilapidated house with light spots.

Zhao Shiguang couldn't help but his face changed, and he cried out in surprise.

Things happened suddenly, Zhao Shiguang was worthy of being a master in the breaking stage, he did not retreat but advanced, his hands turned into thousands of claw shadows, and forcibly attacked into the light spots swayed by Wang Junlin's Dragon Sparrow Saber.

Zhao Shiguang was mostly focused on Wang Junlin's poison, but Wang Junlin was ready to attack. The former was originally weaker than the latter.

A series of crackling sounds resounded in the dilapidated house, causing Yang Liang's ear drums to hurt.

While protecting the King of Han with the sword in his left hand, Feng Wuji prevented Wang Junlin from hurting the King of Han with his strange moves, and at the same time, it was also considered to be a pressure for Zhao Shiguang. In a short period of time, there was no way to start. In the dazzling light of swords all over the sky, Zhao Shiguang dodged with all his strength in the space of this hall. The speed was extremely fast, but he dodged Wang Junlin's attack like a huge wave in a bit of embarrassment.

The outcome will be decided soon.

Blood light splashes.

Zhao Shiguang retreated violently with blood on his face.

The cold light of the Dragon Sparrow Saber soared, following the lasing at the speed of thunder and lightning.

Feng Wuji shouted loudly, the short white knife in his left hand turned into a long rainbow, and slashed towards Wang Junlin in the way of encircling Wei and saving Zhao.

Wang Junlin didn't dare to be negligent, so he had no choice but to give up chasing and killing Zhao Shiguang. The dragon bird knife moved sideways and collided with the white short knife, causing a burst of sparks. Wang Junlin was fighting just now, exhausted all his strength, and had to retreat, but Feng Wuji felt a strong force coming from the white knife, his face changed and he stepped back three steps before dispelling it.