Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 296 Demon Sword
late. . . . . . . . .

Yang Cong looked at the magic sword in front of him, he didn't know what Long Yang would think if he knew about it.

Hey. . . . . .

Yang Cong sighed, and then said to the magic sword: "I will take you to see your brother right away."

The magic sword seemed to understand it, and it shook twice as if responding to Yang Cong.

Next, it's time to kill.

Yang Cong looked at General Yang who fell to the ground.

"You...my Majesty will not spare you." General Yang looked at Yang Cong in horror.

"Oh, then I'd like to see how your Majesty will spare me." Yang Cong sneered, then waved the magic sword in his hand.

In the next second, not only General Yang was alone, but all the Yang soldiers around him fell to the ground.

Except for Yang Cong who was still standing, everyone around here was dead.

Yang Cong is a little indifferent to killing people now.

No scruples about these lives.

Maybe Yang Cong didn't know that he had gradually started to change. At the beginning he was a person who would have scruples about killing, but now he kills casually without feeling anything.

These are things he didn't notice.

Yang Cong then came to Long Yang with the magic sword.

"You are?" Seeing that everyone around gave way to Yang Cong, even if Long Yang didn't understand, he should know that Yang Cong should be the commander of this death-like army.

And it should still be the owner of the voice in my ear just now.

"Longyang, I have good news and bad news, which one do you listen to first?" Yang Cong said.

"This..." Long Yang pondered for a moment, then replied: "I'll hear the good news first."

"The good news is that all the soldiers of Yang State were killed by my people." Yang Cong said calmly: "And they should not exist anymore."

Long Yang looked at Yang Cong in shock. Yang Guo, who had caused great harm to Jiang Guo, was now killed.

"The bad news is..." Long Yang looked at Yang Cong and said doubtfully.

Yang Guo should have retired, so there should be no more bad news, but since Yang Cong said yes, there must be.

"The bad news is..." Yang Cong threw out the magic sword in his hand and stabbed Longyang.

The magic sword also flew towards Longyang quickly. According to the normal situation, Longyang must be dead.

Long Yang stared at Yang Cong with wide eyes, he didn't expect Yang Cong to do so. . . . . . . . .

He closed his eyes. . . . . .

But after a while, Long Yang found that he didn't feel anything.

So he slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as Long Yang opened his eyes, he froze.

Because I just flew straight to him and waited for my magic sword to stop in front of Long Yang in the air.

really. . . . . .

Yang Cong has confirmed what he thought in his heart.

Long Yang looked at the magic sword in front of him, and he found that this was the magic sword he wanted to refine.

But he found that this magic sword felt different now from before.

It was as if blood dissolved in water, and he could feel that there seemed to be something familiar to him in the magic sword.

He looked at Yang Cong, ready to ask Yang Cong.

But when Long Yang was about to ask Yang Cong, Long Yang suddenly froze because he suddenly remembered that the magic sword needs to be sacrificed by the women of Jiang Guo's royal family to finally make it.

But now there are only two people left in the royal family, one is himself Longyang, and the other is his sister Solanum nigrum.

And he himself obviously didn't meet the requirements, besides, he's still here right now.

Then there is only one person.

Thinking of this, Long Yang felt like going mad.

"No........No.....sister..."

Long Yang cried out.

"Long Yang, let's go with the grief." Yang Cong just wanted to comfort him, but Long Yang shook his hand, and Yang Cong's hand was also thrown away.

All the surrounding Yang family soldiers pointed their spears at Long Yang.

They don't care who Long Yang is, as long as they touch their lord, they will die.

"Haha, Solanum nigrum is dead, what's the point of my life?"

Long Yang was already insane.

Yang Cong sighed, and with a wave of his hand, the men of the Yang family's army took back the spears in their hands.

"It's my fault that I came late and didn't stop him." Yang Cong originally wanted to use his own blood to guide the magic sword.

But I still didn't expect Solanum nigrum to be gone. . . . . . .

"I don't have anything to miss anymore." Long Yang knelt on the ground, looked at Yang Cong and said, "I hope you can help me take care of the people of Jiang Guo after I die."

"You...hey. Okay, I will." Yang Cong originally wanted to persuade a few words, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

Long Yang thanked Yang Cong very much, then he stood up and held the magic sword.

boom. . . . .

Long Yang fell to the ground.

A long sword mark was left on the neck.

Yang Cong looked at the dead Long Yang, he didn't know why he did this.

Although the ending is the same, originally Yang Cong could have avoided this, but because of his self-confidence, he made the final ending the same.

If Yang Cong did not come, then this has nothing to do with Yang Cong, but now he is here. . . . . . .

Standing in place, Yang Cong stared blankly at Long Yang's body.

"Oh, Congzi, I knew you were here." Someone behind Yang Cong suddenly patted Yang Cong.

Yang Cong turned his head to look, needless to say it was Yang Ming.

"Yo... this..." Yang Ming looked at the corpses and blood-stained clothes around him, and Yang Ming suddenly felt a little nauseous.

Yang Ming has been cultivating, and he has never done anything. He has always been cultivating to death.

Seeing Yang Ming like this, Yang Cong hurriedly supported Yang Ming with one hand, and infused Yang Ming with life energy.

"Is it much better?" Yang Cong looked at Yang Ming and said.

Yang Ming nodded and replied, "It's much better."

Then Yang Ming saw Long Yang on the ground again, and said in surprise, "Isn't this... Hu Ge?"

"Sword of Immortal Sword III is played by Hu Ge, who do you think it is." Yang Cong was speechless to Yang Ming.

"Oh." Yang Ming scratched his head and said, "He should be Long Yang, but why..."

There is such a deep wound on Longyang's neck that even a fool can see it.

"The ending is still the same," Yang Cong said.

"Ah." Yang Ming shook his head, what a pity.

Yang Ming also knew the ending of Long Yang's plot. Not only did he lament that Long Yang was dead, but also Long Kui. . . . . .

That's why Yang Ming felt it was a pity.

His martial arts are very high now, but he has never been in actual combat.

Every time he played against Yang Cong, he was hanged and beaten.

Other than that, I haven't met anyone.

That's why I wanted to vomit when I saw this battlefield just now.

　Three hundred chapters have been broken, and one step closer.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)