Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 297
After Long Yang committed suicide, Yang Cong directly established a new capable emperor.

Soon afterwards, because the main force of Yang Guo was directly annihilated in Jiang Guo.

As a result, the country's national strength has declined a lot. The surrounding countries that were staring at Yang Guo before are still very strong because of Yang Guo's national power.

They were about to follow in the footsteps of Yang Guo, so they all watched, waiting for others to die, and then they came to a praying mantis to catch cicadas and orioles.

But now it's different, Yang Guo's current strength has plummeted, as long as troops are sent, Yang Guo has no resistance at all.

As a result, several countries bordering Yang State led by Qi State formed an alliance army to carve up Yang State.

After that, Emperor Yang led his troops to resist desperately, but in the end they were defeated and died.

So far, Yang Guo, the chief culprit who has plunged the people of Jiang Guo into dire straits, has now paid the price for his crimes.

What happened next was not Yang Cong's concern.

Since Jiang Guoguo's first battle spread, the surrounding countries were also shocked.

After Yang Cong killed several spies who plotted against the law, the surrounding countries also respected Jiang Guo and did not dare to provoke him.

After finishing the treatment, Yang Cong took Yang Ming back to the wooden house in the mountains where he lived before.

But as soon as Yang Cong and Yang Ming arrived outside the house, they felt a breath from the house.

A powerful and magical aura.

If a cultivator with a little bit of Taoism and knowledge felt this aura, he would definitely be surprised.

Because this is the breath of a demon.

Yang Ming also looked at Yang Cong. He still had relatively little contact with these things, and he didn't understand many of them.

After Yang Cong felt this breath, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"An old friend is here."

After finishing speaking, Yang Cong walked into the wooden house.

Yang Ming looked depressed at Yang Cong's words, what an old friend.

But Yang Cong has already gone in, so he wants to go in and have a look.

However, when Yang Ming walked into the wooden house and saw a figure near the wine table, he couldn't help staring at him with wide eyes, and said in surprise, "The Devil respects the building."

"Huh?" Mo Zunlou looked at Yang Ming who called his name, not knowing why.

Yang Ming hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, and looked at Mo Zunlou with some fear.

In his knowledge, Mo Zunzunlou is No. 1 in the demon world, and he feels that he will definitely not be able to defeat Mozunzunlou.

"It's okay." Yang Cong patted Yang Ming's shoulder with a smile, and then said to Mo Zunlou, "This is my brother, Yang Ming."

"Hello, this is the Demon Zunlou in the Demon Realm." The Demon Zunlou said politely.

Seeing Mo Zunlou like this, Yang Ming didn't know what to do.

He looked at Yang Cong and Mo Zunlou in disbelief.

Isn't the devil Zunlou ruthless?Kill without blinking an eye?
how. . . . . . . . .

"Sorry, my brother may be a little too surprised." Yang Cong said.

"It's okay." Mo Zunlou shook his head, expressing that it's okay.

"Why, why does Tangtang Mo Zunlou have time to find a mere member of the human world?" Yang Cong looked at Mo Zunlou with a smile.

Mo Zunlou said: "Brother Yang, don't be like this. Speaking of it, I really regret not listening to you back then."

"All of this is fate, and it is also Fei Peng's fate." Yang Cong said, "I don't blame you."

"Before Fei Peng and I finished fighting, those damned flies came." Mo Zunlou said angrily.

"So..." Yang Cong looked at Mo Zunlou with interest.

"So...I'm here to find you." Mo Zunlou looked at Yang Cong.

"Are you going to fight with me?" Yang Cong said.

"Is it not possible?" Mo Zunlou looked at Yang Cong suspiciously.

Yang Cong shook his head and said, "It's not impossible."

"Then come on." After hearing Yang Cong say yes, Mo Zunzunlou stood up and prepared to fight.

"Don't." Yang Cong hurriedly stopped him.

"Why." Mo Zunlou asked in confusion.

"This is my house. If you want to fight, don't fight here." Yang Cong was speechless. Do you really want to fight so much?

"Then let's go out." Mo Zunlou turned into a red light and flew out as soon as he finished speaking.

"Congzi." Yang Ming looked at Yang Cong worriedly.

Yang Cong said with a smile: "It's okay, just go to the end, and how could your brother and I lose, you just go to the side to watch and learn a little."

Then, Yang Cong also turned into a golden light and flew out.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

In the air, Yang Cong and Mo Zunlou looked at each other.

"Yang Cong, today we will decide the outcome." Mo Zunlou shouted.

"Okay, it's up to you." Yang Cong also felt that with the current strength of the Martial God, he would definitely be able to defeat Mo Zunlou.

Suddenly Mo Zunlou's eyes widened, and he spread his wings behind.

Then Mo Zhenglou waved his hands, and countless feathers as sharp as iron flew towards Yang Cong.

Yang Cong looked at Mo Zunlou, and since Mo Zunlou used big moves as soon as he came on the stage, Yang Cong felt that there was no need to stay.

He directly took out the double dragon sword and threw the double dragon sword.

Then fold your hands together.

"Yin and Yang Myriad Laws - Swordsmanship Chapter - Eighteen Styles of Peerless Swordsmanship..."

"Thousands of swords piercing the heart!"

After the double dragon sword was thrown, it immediately began to change, and in an instant, countless double dragon swords appeared in front of Yang Cong.

"out!"

Countless double dragon swords flew towards the Demon Zun Building facing those feathers.

"Roar..."

The countless double dragon swords immediately turned into golden dragons.

What attracted the most attention were the two golden dragons at the front.

Only those two golden dragons are real. Although they are illusory outside of the main body, their power is no less than the double dragon sword of the main body.

Seeing Yang Cong like this, Mo Zunlou shrank his eyes. A long time ago, Mo Zunlou felt that Yang Cong's sword was not simple.

Mo Zunlou's guess has now been confirmed.

The area between Yang Cong and Mo Zunlou has become a dead space.

Any bird or even a fly that enters it will be instantly reduced to pieces.

Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping. . . .. . . . . . .

A few feathers flew towards Yang Cong, and on the other side, a few double dragon swords also flew towards the Demon Zunlou.

It is much easier to deal with these few feathers.

Yang Cong took one directly.

"Gravity control."

Those few feathers stopped, standing still in front of Yang Cong.

Then Yang Cong flicked his hand, and the feather flew past Yang Cong sideways.

Yang Cong glanced at the place where the feather landed, and couldn't help admiring.

"It's amazing."

The feathers have been pierced into the hard stone.

Think about it, if the stone was a person, would his soul have returned to the west?

(End of this chapter)