The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

"Humph! Shut up! My son, how could I admit my mistake!"

Emperor Sui Yang Guang snorted coldly, the hall was silent for a moment, Yang Guang looked around, sat down on the dragon chair, and said slowly, "Could it be that you understand Ding'er better than I? Back then, Immortal Riding Crane sent him I have a piece of spiritual jade, and I used that spiritual jade to leave a spiritual jade brand on Ding'er's ear. In this world, only the immortal riding a crane and I have that spiritual jade, and that immortal has already gone to the upper realm. In this world, except for me, Can anyone else forge this Lingyu brand?"

In the hall, everyone was silent.

Yang Zheng was beside Emperor Sui, and at this moment he could clearly feel an aura erupting from Emperor Sui's body. He knew that the momentum was the Qi of the Son of Heaven. Although Yang Guang was a faint-hearted monarch, he was indeed a real Son of Heaven, protected by the Dragon Qi of the Son of Heaven. The body, invisibly, revealed a majesty.

This majesty, ordinary people can't help but kneel when they see it. Ordinary people in the martial arts may not even have the courage to shoot in front of Emperor Sui, and only real masters dare to assassinate the emperor Zhenlong!

At this moment, Yang Zheng thought of his dragon slaying knife, he secretly thought in his heart, he wondered if using the dragon slaying knife to kill Yang Guang's head, whether the dragon slaying knife would be upgraded by a rank, from the rank of ordinary earth magic weapon to a high-rank one God Soldier.

However, this thought just flashed by, it wasn't that he couldn't do it, it was Yang Zheng who wanted to act, to see what the Lingyu Yan Saniao and others were seeking.

"Your Majesty, I also urge you to verify the identity of the Ninth Prince!"

At this time, another person in the first row of Wenchen stood up. This was a middle-aged man with a rather slender figure and a rather refined face.

Who is this person?

Yang Zheng noticed this man and raised his brows. He felt a familiar aura from this elegant middle-aged man, even though this middle-aged man hid his aura very deeply!

It's him!

At the next moment, Yang Zheng recognized who this person was!

Prime Minister!

Prime Minister Pei Ju!

And Pei Ju is just an incarnation, and his real identity is Evil King Shi Zhixuan!

This guy is indeed above the court!

"Oh? Does Pei Qing want the ninth prince to verify his identity?"

Yang Guang frowned. If it was someone else, he could just ignore it, but Prime Minister Pei Ju couldn't. After all, Pei Ju made great contributions to the Great Sui. Emperor Sui also heard about Pei Ju's other identity. Although he knew that it was impossible to completely surrender Pei Ju, it was still necessary to tie Pei Ju to the Great Sui Dynasty.

"Going back to Your Majesty, it's easy to verify your identity. According to the ancient method, you can recognize your relatives by dripping blood."

Pei Ju responded with a smile, and all of a sudden the Confucian demeanor was revealed.

"Your Majesty, the old minister also thinks so, to identify himself with blood to prove his identity as a prince!"

"Your Majesty, the minister Yuwenshang also asks you to confess your relatives with blood and verify the identity of the Ninth Prince!"

"Your Majesty, please accept your blood! The world of Da Sui is the world of His Majesty's family! You can't pass it on to an unidentified person at will!"

For a time, other ministers also spoke.

It turned out that the number one general was Yuwenshang of the Yuwen family.

This scene of farce, Yang Zheng just thought it was funny. With his character, if he saw which **** were not pleasing to the eye, he simply cut them off. Also, look at that prime minister, Pei Ji, who is clearly the evil king Shi Zhixuan, but he has to disguise himself as a scholar and mix in the court of the Great Sui Dynasty, as if that guy still enjoys his current status very much.

If he hadn't wanted to see the longevity jade, Yang Zheng would immediately attack Pei Ju and ask Shi Qingxuan's whereabouts!

"Blood confession! Hmph, today I will show you the blood confession!"

Yang Guang's unhappiness showed on his face, he sat on the dragon chair and sneered at one person, and asked the **** to fetch the water basin.

After a while, the **** sent a water basin and respectfully handed it to Yang Guang.

"I will come first!" Yang Guang raised his hand, forced a drop of blood into the basin, and then said to Yang Zheng: "Come, Ding'er, drop a drop of blood, let them see the blood of our imperial family!"

"it is good!"

Yang Zheng nodded, but he didn't care at all, the big deal was that his identity was seen through. With his current cultivation base, that is, holding the emperor hostage to make the princes, who can stop this Great Sui? If Emperor Sui wants to play games, then play with him!

At this moment, Yan Saniao was covered in sweat and stared at Yang Zheng's movements. Once he failed to admit his kinship by dripping blood, he would face the crime of deceiving the emperor, and he would have to be beheaded! He shouted wildly in his heart: Success, we must succeed! Yang Zheng is the ninth prince, and the prince is Yang Zheng!

Yang Zheng bit his finger, and a drop of blood dripped. In the hall, everyone stared at the two drops of blood in the water basin. Many people held their breaths. Only Yang Zheng was at ease.

However, he thought that it would be impossible to merge together. After all, he had come from across the world, and he was not a person from this world of martial arts. Basically, it was unlikely that he had anything to do with Emperor Sui Yang Guang.

However.......

"Melted!"

"Combines!"

"Da Sui Royal Family Bloodline!"

"It's really the Ninth Prince!"

"Evil Emperor Yang Zheng is the Ninth Prince!"

In the basin, the two drops of blood actually melted together!

Lying ~ trough!

Yang Zheng also raised his brows, but the next moment he regained his composure. Modern science has long proven that there is no scientific reason for such a thing as a drop of blood. That is to say, from the point of view of a modern man, fusion is just an accident and cannot explain anything.

However, for the natives of the martial arts world in the hall, it is different!

"Haha! I said before, how could my son admit his mistake! Okay! That's it! In the future, the Sui Dynasty will be taken over by Ding'er! Eunuch Yan, find an auspicious day, and I will change the crown prince!"

Yang Guangguang laughed, and the aura of the real dragon erupted again, almost suppressing the aura of all the officials in the hall.

"It turned out to be the ninth prince."

Prime Minister Pei Ju bowed his hands to Emperor Sui, and then smiled at Yang Zheng. There was a different meaning in this smile.

"Ha ha."

Yang Zheng smiled back at Pei Ju. He knew Pei Ju's true identity, and Pei Ju also knew his true identity. On the surface, he was smiling, but in fact he was hiding a knife and a sword in his smile!

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, the ninth prince has really returned to the palace!"

At this time, Yan Saniao shouted, the big stone hanging in his heart finally fell, but soon another big stone hung up, do you really want this evil emperor Yang Zheng to sit on the throne of the Great Sui Dragon Chair in the future?

The Great Sui Dragon Chair, climbed to the top of the world?

"how can that be......."

"He's actually the Ninth Prince..."

The old man surnamed Xue and Yu Wenshang both stared at Yang Zheng closely, one couldn't believe it, while the other flashed a deep hatred in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, Chen Yuwen was injured and arrested a Goryeo assassin the day before yesterday. That Goryeo assassin is a stunning beauty, and I will present that stunning beauty to Your Majesty now!"

Yuwenshang stepped forward and said loudly.

Um?

Yang Zheng raised his brows.

Goryeo Assassin?

Stunning beauty?

Who will it be? ..