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Chapter 1203 Li Yongcai

Yang Shoutuan shook his sleeves, "There is no one that I, the Lord of Xixia, said to kill, that cannot be killed!"

"hehe."

The human cat shook his head and stroked his beard, "The person you are the one you are the one you are the one you are the one you are the one you are the one you want to kill?"

Yang Shoutu frowned, "You Holy Lord?"

When will your Holy Kingdom of Heaven stand in Lu Yan's sect? If I remember well, all Lu Yan's actions were intervening, right?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

The human cat shrugged, "Anyway, my Holy Lord said that people who cannot be killed cannot be killed."

"I really want to kill?"

Behind Yang Shoumeng, a qi was condensed again.

"You can't kill it."

The human cat is full of confidence, "Although it is difficult to resist the extreme realm sword, it has many defects. You still have such combat power now. It seems that the Qiks did not force you to use that sword, otherwise you would not have the remaining strength to chase it out. There is no one to catch up with the extreme realm under the control of the spirit, but how many times can you use the extreme realm?

Every time you step into the extreme realm, it will speed up death for you. Yang Shou Tomb is now capable of living at least 300 years old, but now you have already stepped into the grave with one foot. Let me guess, every sword you now should be burning your life. The inheritance of the Western Xia has been unearthed. There are too many people who are targeting you. Yang Shou Tomb, how many years do you have to live to protect the inheritance of the Western Xia?"

Every time the human cat said something, Yang Shoumeng's face looked ugly, and the sword light behind him was still condensed.

"Go back."

The human cat continued to speak, "Your Xixia Lord has just accepted inheritance and can use the inheritance power, but this is always external force. He is also overdrawing his life. But he is still too young to feel it. With the means of the Seven Killings, he can completely waste him to death. Do you want to go back and see your new Xixia Lord become a dead person?"

There was a hint of hesitation in Yang Shoumeng's eyes, but he was still unwilling to accept it. Killing Zhang Xuan was the first order issued to him after the young master ascended the throne. If it was not completed, Yang Shoumeng could not explain it to him.

"Yang Shou Tomb, what are you still hesitating about?"

The human cat spoke again, "Even if you really use that extreme sword, I am here and the Ji family's ancestor soldiers, you are sure that you can really kill Zhang Xuan?"

Yang Shou's grave hand in the void, and the hesitation in his eyes turned into a firm look, "Zhang Xuan will die today!"

The human cat's body shook, and the relaxed expression in his eyes instantly turned into solemnity. Although he said it was relaxed, he knew that he would never take it when facing Yang Shoumeng's extreme sword, unless he stepped into the spirit control! But in this world, there are only a few spirit controls, so how easy is it to step into the spirit control?

"Yang Shou Tomb, there are some things that are done just as well, which is enough. Your stubbornness will kill too many innocent people. The Ji family's ancestors are really unsealed. Can you bear the consequences?"

A figure slowly walked from the darkness not far away.

The human cat's body trembled suddenly when he heard the human voice, and a strong look of fear appeared in his eyes.

Ji Shouyi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly shuddered at the moment when the sound rang out, and then with the help of Jiang Shen, he stood up with difficulty.

There is a man who is in his forties and is wearing ordinary casual clothes. His hairstyle is the simplest flat head, with an ordinary appearance, an ordinary height and an ordinary temperament.

But just such an ordinary person made the masters present tremble in their hearts.

Even the sword energy condensed by Yang Shou Tomb dissipated because of this man's words.

The appearance of this middle-aged man is as mediocre as his name, and his name is Li Yongcai.

The oppression caused by middle-aged men is as terrifying as the world's honorific title, Emperor Wu! Li, Emperor Wu! This man who is known as the closest to God in the world after Lu Yan! He is called the strongest man under the starry sky! Some people even say that Emperor Wu has actually surpassed Lu Xian long ago, but he is a junior, so he will not be given the name of immortals. And only Lu Xian is the only one who has the title of immortals. So, otherwise Emperor Wu would have been a Martial Immortal! Li Yongcai walked very slowly. He was really ordinary. If he threw him into the crowd, he would never notice it. He was a real passerby armor, but this passerby armor was the strongest person in the world.

Li Yongcai waved his arm, and the battle axe that was trembling with red light and trembling constantly calmed down immediately. The battle axe disappeared and fell to the ground. During the fall, the rag that had been pulled off by Ji Shouyi was wrapped up again as if someone had controlled it.

"The reason why Senior Lu separated the Qi soldiers back then was that those who did not control Qi could not move their troops. Now none of you have the ability to capture soldiers. Forced soldiers are actually contrary to Senior Lu's original intention."

Li Yongcai shook his head at Ji Shouyi, "This is not called repaying kindness. Go back and tell your clan elders that if your three clans do not come out to capture the army and then move troops at will, I will fulfill the contract I signed. This time, I will be exempted."

After Li Yongcai finished speaking, he looked at the human cat again, "Say hello to the Holy Lord of Heaven on my behalf. In the battle seventy years ago, I won't be able to win. This has always been my inner demon. If I have the chance, I want to fight him."

Although Li Yongcai's voice was calm and he did not deliberately exude any power, he was a kind of deterrent. The human cat took two steps back and replied: "Senior, I'm afraid my Holy Lord will not be able to deal with the challenge."

"Can't you deal with the challenge..." Li Yongcai murmured, "It seems that all old friends have been doing their best over the years. On the other hand, I, Li Yongcai, can still take the time to come out, which is the leisurely thing for me."

The human cat clasped his fists, "Senior, my holy master once said that when that day comes, most of the hope will be placed on you."

"hehe."

Li Yongcai shook his head as if he was ridiculed, "He really respects me. Let's talk about the matter that day. Let's talk about what's happening in front of us first."

Li Yongcai took another step, and this step came to Yang Shou’s tomb.

"Yang Shou's tomb, in theory, the inheritance of the Western Xia Dynasty cannot be opened, because the old friend who was in Kunlun Mountain has left in the matter of the Western Xia Dynasty, but since it has started, the situation cannot be restored. Fighting is a good thing and can make people strong. However, your method of killing Zhang Xuan is too selfish. Zhang Xuan's existence is crucial. Your master is young. I will not pursue this matter, and you can go back."

Although Li Yongcai's tone was plain, his words meant to slowly question and command. This is a kind of self-confidence originating from the soul. Everything in the world must be followed by his orders.

Yang Shoumeng spoke: "My Lord of Xixia..."                                                        

Before Yang Shoumeng finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Yongcai, "Go back!"

Li Yongcai waved his hand again, and Yang Shoumeng flew out without any resistance and fell back into the underground palace.
Chapter completed!
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