"Should I call you the Empress, or should I call you the 'Emperor Su'?"

Yang Mucheng was half-lying on the dragon couch and looked at Su Yufeng with a smile.

Let's be honest.

The other party came to see him in such a costume, but Yang Mucheng was a little surprised. What is this?

Two emperors to meet?

"Emperor Yang's words are serious, I have been driven out of the Apocalypse Dynasty, and I am no longer the previous Emperor Su who controlled hundreds of millions of living beings, if it weren't for your action in the Dragon Blood Valley, maybe I would have been in a different place and hung on the wall of the Apocalypse Dynasty as a thing to show off!"

Su Yufeng smiled bitterly.

"Ming people don't talk darkly, I don't like to go around in circles. You've been standing outside my courtyard for ten days, don't you just want to come to me to complain, tell me what you mean!" Yang Mucheng said lightly.

"Emperor Yang, I want to ask you to restore the country for me!" Su Yufeng said.

Really!

Everyone in the hall showed a look that they had expected to be like this.

Yang Mucheng also nodded, and the other party's request was also expected by him.

"To restore the country for you, I will have to face the Dragon Palace and the Apocalypse Dynasty. If you want me to help you, you have to come up with a reward that makes me feel excited!" Yang Mu said.

"Me, how?"

Su Yufeng said slowly: "If Emperor Yang restores the country for me, I will be your person!"

"Do you think that I am the emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, what kind of woman do you want? Do you think that I am the same as those faint monarchs in the history of Kyushu, I will start a war for a woman?" Yang Mucheng shook his head and said, "If there is nothing else, please go back!"

Su Yufeng laughed miserably.

Since the throne was taken from her, she has fled all the way here. Along the way, many countries in the reverse Sichuan continent have extended olive branches to her, if Su Yufeng is willing, they are willing to raise troops to live in Su Yufeng's return to the country. Su Yufeng knew that those people were just coveting her body, not sincerely wanting to help her.

But on the contrary, this young man looked down on her at all.

"Emperor Yang, if you can help me, I will give you the Apocalypse Dynasty!" Su Yufeng gritted his teeth and said. "I won't return to the country, I just need revenge! That traitor killed my family and cut off my Su bloodline. What is the throne?As long as you can avenge me, I, Su Yufeng, will be Emperor Yang, the most loyal servant girl in your life!"

After speaking, Su Yufeng raised his phoenix robe, and he was like a courtier, making a five-body bow.

Yang Mucheng smiled dumbly.

What does he want the Apocalypse Dynasty to do?

The Apocalypse Dynasty and the Great Qian Dynasty were separated by at least tens of thousands of miles, not only by a Qiangyuan Mountain Range, but also by all corners of the world. Even if Su Yufeng gave up the Apocalypse Dynasty, he would be out of reach now and unable to manage it!

"Well, I don't want your country, and I don't want you to be a handmaiden. To avenge you, I only need to take Longtang to do it, and as for the restoration of the country, you better come by yourself!"

Yang Mucheng shook his head.

What is the difference between taking the country from a woman and rebelling?

"Thank you Emperor Yang!"

Su Yufeng was excited. "However, it is the Xuanhai Sect that took away the rebellion of my Apocalypse Dynasty, and it is still a little difficult for you to deal with him with your current strength. ”

Grandmaster Xuanhai?

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows, nodded and said, "That's true, the powerhouse of the Xuanhai Grandmaster realm, I am a little tricky to deal with now!"

Su Yufeng said: "Emperor Yang, it's better for us to cultivate in this Heavenly Palace for three or five years, and when you reach the peak of the Xuanhai Xuanhai, let's set off again." ”

"Why do you need three or five years, you can start tomorrow!"

Yang Mucheng laughed. "It's tricky to deal with Grandmaster Xuanhai, but that doesn't mean I can't do it. Su Yufeng, you go back and clean up, and I will go to the Scripture Pavilion. When I return, we will set off for the Apocalypse Dynasty together!"

Dealing with a Xuanhai Grandmaster in the late Xuanhai period?

If someone else said this, Su Yufeng only thought that the other party was crazy. But now, it was Yang Mucheng who said it, and she could only nod her head and promise. At the same time, she was also very curious in her heart, what kind of means could Yang Mucheng use to defeat a Xuanhai Grandmaster in less than a day?

Nature.

The answer lies in the Scripture Pavilion.

Yang Mucheng had been to the Scripture Pavilion several times, but he was limited to below the eighth floor, and had never set foot in the Xuan-level Exercises area above the ninth floor. This time I went to the Apocalypse Dynasty, naturally I was preparing to find a method of imperial sword.

"Emperor Yang, are you here?"

The real person on the ink greeted Yang Mucheng with a smile.

These days.

They simply regarded Yang Mucheng as a joke after dinner, no matter which martial artist entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, they were all hungry and thirsty for learning, where was it like Yang Mucheng who didn't read a single martial art after entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, just like a leisure vacation?

"I want to find a martial art of the Imperial Sword!" Yang Mucheng naturally knew what Mo Shang Zhenren thought, but he didn't care about it at all.

"Emperor Yang, among the best martial arts of the Yellow Rank, there are more than thirty volumes of the Imperial Sword Heart Method, let me take you to take a look?"

Yang Mucheng shook his head: "Are you talking about the Great Imperial Sword Technique, or the Sword Heart Exquisite Technique? Those Imperial Sword Techniques are a little worse, and what I need is the Imperial Sword Heart Technique above the Xuan Rank!"

Hiss~

He actually remembered them all!

The smile on Mo Shangzhen's face suddenly froze, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes. This Yang Mucheng is unforgettable. But then, he breathed a sigh of relief, even if he couldn't forget it, Yang Mucheng hadn't even opened these martial arts, could he still have a perspective and be able to directly see through the content of the book?

These martial arts are all from the Heavenly Palace, and they are all from the Holy Ape Dynasty.

Even if you have great ability, you can only learn the tip of the iceberg at most, and you can't take it all away!

Thinking of this, he suddenly returned to his original expression. With a roll of his eyes, he spoke:

"Emperor Yang, on the top floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, there is indeed a Xuan-level top-grade Imperial Sword Heart Method, I don't know if you can learn it?"

"Is there a martial art in the world that I can't learn?" Yang Mucheng laughed when he heard this.

Mo Shangzhen shook his head contemptuously, and secretly said that Yang Mucheng didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick, and he actually dared to say such a big thing. He looked at Yang Mucheng and said, "Emperor Yang, I know that you are talented and pretentious. But the martial arts in this world go from easy to difficult. When the level of martial arts reaches a certain level, no matter how smart your talent is, you can't learn it in a short period of time! Some complex martial arts can't even be learned by some martial artists in their lifetime!"

Mo Shang Zhenren, this is not empty words and white teeth.

When Yang Mucheng recited those yellow-level superb martial arts, the Dragon Hall Ancestor just listened to the content of the martial arts, and he only felt dizzy, and he felt a feeling of chest tightness and breathlessness. Some high-level martial arts, don't say you have to learn, some people with a weak mind may go crazy even if they look at it a few more times!

"Oh, what if I learned?"

Yang Mu became enlightened.

"Emperor Yang, if you learn it, I will give you a magic weapon. Mo Shangzhen looked at Yang Mucheng with a smile, his tone changed, and he seemed to smile and said, "But if you can't learn, then what?"

"If I can't learn, then I will lose the Nine Dragons Flying Sword to you!" Yang Mu said.

"Good!"

The real people on the ink are happy.

Ever since he knew that Yang Mucheng used this Nine Dragons Flying Sword to repel Ziyang Zhenren and kill Sun Jian lightly, he coveted this sword magic weapon incomparably. If it weren't for the high-level pressure of Tuotian Palace, he might have started to rob it a long time ago.

Now, the other party actually took the initiative to bring it up, which made him a little surprised.

looked at Yang Mucheng with a smile, and Mo Shangzhen was humane:

"Emperor Yang, you will definitely regret it, this martial art is not as simple as you imagined!"

(End of chapter)