"The five people are actually sword saints!" Yang Hao sat on the fourth level ladder, and he was still interested in commenting, "How many sword saints are there hidden in this empire?"

Yang Hao shook his head, feeling that this conspiracy was getting bigger and bigger and more fun.

But what happened next was not fun at all. Because Qin Feng took action. Qin Feng naturally would not participate in the battle in the hall. He easily floated up to a step. The fourth level of gold level was not his height, but it also came up.

"You are very powerful, Yang Hao, you are indeed very powerful." Qin Feng sighed, "At a young age, you can master such power. You can become a overlord in any corner of the universe. Unfortunately, you have provoked someone you shouldn't provoke. The Senate is not something you can fight against."

"Someone has to carry it." Yang Hao stood up and looked at Qin Feng without fear.

"But you lost." Qin Feng shook his head, "All your strength is here, you have lost the strength to turn the tables."

Yang Hao looked down worriedly, Maya could hardly control the more and more Imperial Guard soldiers. Xie Fengting was also at a disadvantage under the siege of the four masters, and now he relies entirely on magical tools to support him.

Qin Feng was right. Yang Hao's strength had been taken out, but the situation still could not be reversed. Even the masters of the Oracle Dominion arrived and still could not shake the power of the Senate. Judging from the market alone, Yang Hao had already lost.

"So now, it's your turn to choose." Yang Hao could still smile. A man who was empty in his dantian and had been imprisoned by the ranks actually smiled at the most mysterious master of the empire.

Qin Feng nodded with a serious expression: "Yes, I will choose you to die."

This is Qin Feng's choice, and it is also his choice as the supreme leader of the Imperial Guard system.

There is no doubt that the only loyalty of Qin Feng was the imperial emperor, and it was also a potential anti-Senate force. However, Qin Feng's strength was the emperor's capital, so this choice must be cautious and cautious.

The Federation of Trade Unions decided to give up Yang Hao and protect himself early in the morning. But Qin Feng only chose now, which is a judgment of the situation. A final judgment.

Qin Feng's judgment was that Yang Hao did not have enough ability to turn the tables, so Yang Hao had to die.

When Yang Hao died, the Imperial Guards could control the situation, and the merchants would always survive, and more nobles would not have to die in civil strife.

Sacrifice of Yang Hao's power to preserve the current balance of the empire. Qin Feng made such a decision.

But Yang Hao shook his head and sneered: "You are wrong."

"What's wrong?" Qin Feng was puzzled.

"I'm not powerful, not powerful at all." Yang Hao patted his empty Dantian. Only Hunyuanzi was still there, and the true energy that was as majestic as a small universe had long since been vented. "My power, I can show the strength in front of you, and Confucius Literature Network is not my own."

"What is that?"

"That is the people who resisted the Senate, the power of all the rebels." Yang Hao pointed coldly at the battle in the hall. "The oracle domination, the gods, the merchants, the nobles, and those who are fighting are the gathering of all anti-Senate forces. These forces have been condensed for too long, and they followed me because I am fighting. I am fighting desperately. If you cut off this power, it is equivalent to cutting off your wings. The power of the Senate will be wider, and what else will you have? What else will the people behind you?"

Qin Feng became more and more gloomy, especially when Yang Hao talked about the person behind him, a trace of fierce light even appeared in his eyes.

"You don't understand, or you understand but can't make the decision." Yang Hao nodded, "But someone understands."

"You die before the elder of the deacon comes back, and I guarantee your people to withdraw."

Qin Feng said.

Yang Hao nodded, but did not speak.

Qin Feng rubbed his hands and a black air suddenly emerged. The black air with coldness and coldness condensed into a straight line in the air, as if it was a long black needle, piercing towards Yang Hao's throat.

The power Qin Feng showed at this time is no longer a description of the sword saint.

If he wanted to, it would not be impossible even if he became the No. 10 Deacon.

But such a master has already killed Yang Hao.

The long black needle stabbed Yang Hao's neck without hesitation.

Yang Hao opened his eyes wide, as if he was waiting for something, such as the arrival of light, silver sparks, etc., and suddenly felt the pain of the black force on his throat.

He did wait.

A silver light flashed, sparks flew everywhere, and the entire hall lit up, as if the light had really arrived early.

Qin Feng actually took a step back, and this peerless master was forced to retreat half a step back by the silver light that suddenly appeared just now. Old man Qin Feng was so angry that his hair was floating around, and his black robe sounded: "Ling'er! You're crazy!!"

Yang Hao smiled bitterly and turned to see Lan Ling who rescued him from Qin Feng.

The woman had returned to the hall at some point. In desperation, she even left the snow-night star lion and rushed to the golden stairs alone.

The collision of silver spear and black force,

Qin Feng took a step back, but Lan Ling suffered a lot of internal injuries. Her face turned pale, with a bright red blood on the corner of her mouth, and her long hair was dispersed.

However, Lan Ling's eyes were indescribable and resolute, which was hard for anyone to understand. The confusion and hesitation he had when he was with Yang Hao in the past was covered by this perseverance.

When will a woman know that she is moved by a man? She is too intoxicated on a windy night, and she is too romantic when she is drizzling in a drizzle. Only at the last moment of life and death, the decision made by instinct is true.

Lan Ling could capture Yang Hao back and prevent Yang Hao's men from stepping onto the steps, but she could not stand Yang Hao's death no matter what, and saw his blood staying along the golden stairs.

On the night of the Intelligent Brain Star, Yang Hao left the master's wife's sword to Lan Ling, and Lan Ling landed the most precious thing in his heart on Yang Hao.

Lan Ling didn't say these things, but it doesn't mean they haven't happened.

Before this moment, Lan Ling was still the number one beauty in the imperial capital, Qin Feng’s favorite apprentice, and the leader of the Snow Night Star Lion Group. But at this moment, Lan Ling became a lover’s woman.

She cried and bit her lips and screamed sadly: "Master

father……"

"You really want to help him?" Qin Feng's hands were trembling. The person in front of him was really his favorite disciple.

"Master..." Lan Ling was extremely sad. Where can she have a saint?

The appearance of a domain master, his silver spear was dragged on the ground, and he did not dare to aim at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's black air rose sharply, and even his body seemed to have soared, and his whole body exuded an astonishing pressure, which made the entire palace quiet.

All the fighting in the palace paused, and everyone was stunned by the changes here, especially the four masters who fought with Xie Fengting. They were all Lan Ling's senior brothers. They knew how cold Lan Ling was to people on weekdays. The title of Iceberg Beauty is not for nothing.

But today, I actually cried for a man.

In fact, he betrayed his master for a man.

But the culprit Yang Hao smiled happily, holding Lan Ling's hand and said:

"So you'll still be sad if I die."

"Bastard!" Lan Ling's teeth bit her lips and bleeded. In this situation, Yang Hao was still in a state of fun, and he really wanted to... he could stab dozens of holes in one shot.

Thoughtful, Lan Ling was still unwilling to bear it. She let Yang Hao pull it and walked out of the palace gate.

No one around dared to stop him.

Although Qin Feng's strength increased sharply, he kept trembling and did not take action. Lan Ling turned around in three steps and looked at the master sadly. She knew very well that no matter how angry the master was, he would not attack her. But everything she did today really lost all the feelings of the master.

Is this really worth it?

Lan Ling didn't know that she didn't even dare to think about it carefully. What she did was just out of her own heart.

So now, Yang Hao, who had no skills, led her away. Yang Hao walked steadily, step by step, step by step, and solidly stepped on the blue square bricks of the palace. All the troubles around him had nothing to do with him, but just led his own woman and left this place full of killing.

Xie Fengting and Maya also left the battle group and carefully defended behind Yang Hao.

The change today is so fast that even Xie Fengting did not expect this. He came here to accompany Yang Hao and the others to die. Who would have thought that he would have a chance to rescue Yang Hao?

What should I do after being rescued? How to run away? How to leave the sphere of influence of the Senate alive.

Yang Hao has to think about these things himself. As a leader, he has shown enough talent. From now on, he only needs to follow Yang Hao's pace, and the sky of the empire may be different.

Yang Hao led Lan Ling, took Xie Fengting and Maya to the door of the palace, and suddenly stopped and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Lan Ling turned his head in shock.

Yang Hao sighed, but it was still not that simple. From the beginning of his sigh, a hint of uneasy agitation came from the air, and time only passed for a short moment.

But Lan Ling's expression had changed, because at the entrance of the palace, the air was twisting wildly, and a trace of shining light appeared in it, as if several spaces were gathering together, and that place was about to be torn into the hole.

Lan Ling stomped her feet, and the silver spear in her hand was like lightning, shooting straight towards the space wormhole that was about to be formed.

In Yang Hao's opinion, this attack was also awesome. Lan Ling is worthy of being the youngest warrior in the empire to enter the holy realm. Even when his emotions fluctuate violently, he can still use such a perfect attack. There is no skill, no impurities, only pure speed and pure power.

Yang Hao believed that even if Situ Hai was here, facing such a perfect shot as Lan Ling, there would be only one way to retreat.

Perhaps only Situ Hai can compete with it with a sword that goes against the will of heaven.

But Yang Hao was wrong.

The person who came out of the space cave did not retreat, and even ignored Lan Ling's full force to attack. The person who stepped out of the head just raised his hand and pushed the silver spear away as if he had opened a branch.

What's more, when the silver spear contacted the man's palm, it seemed to be coated with a high temperature of thousands of degrees, and it instantly turned red, as if it had just been taken out of the furnace.

Lan Ling hurriedly let go, but a faint burn mark had already fallen on her palm.

Who else can easily take over the masters of the Holy Land except the three deacons?

The three deacons who emerged from the hole that was torn apart were Wu Yi, Black Wind, and Mercedes. They actually returned in a short time, but their appearance was a little embarrassed.

The hair of the Mercenary is slightly messy, and the left arm of the Black Wind is even suspected of being injured. This is simply extraordinary. How noble is the Deacon Elder in the Empire? They claim to be the nine top experts in the universe, but they are not bragging themselves. With the strength of these people, it is really hard for anyone to threaten them except the supreme.

But now, not only are the three of them in a embarrassed appearance, but one of them is even slightly injured. It is obvious that the battle he encountered in the Danding Cave is a small matter.

Sure enough, Wu Yi Yuan Lao put away his usual immortal style and rushed towards Yang Hao fiercely.

Yang Hao naturally had no choice but to retreat. The opponent raised his hand and broke the perfect attack of the Sword Saint-level master. What if he had two Sword Saints?

Yang Hao, Lan Ling, Xie Fengting, and Maya retreated back to the palace.

Wu Yi slowly floated up, a holy light wrapped around him, and made his voice brighter: "Six swordsman masters planned to assassinate the Supreme body, but fortunately we rushed back in time, so they failed."

Xu Yi's words were of course for the ministers in the court to listen to them. The ministers were stunned. Especially the low-level ministers, they only knew that there were only three sword saints in the empire, but Wu Yi said that six masters who entered the holy realm assassinated the Supreme. What's going on?
To be continued...