Uncle Jiu: I punish the criminals according to the will of Heaven, and you say I’m arrogant?

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The system asked suddenly.

Past life!

Mystery in the womb!

Looking at the densely packed chains, Yang Lingxiao laughed at himself.

It seems that in his previous lives, he could barely be considered a significant figure, otherwise there wouldn't be so many chains and seals.

"In no mood!"

The sudden and unexpected operation almost caused the system to explode on the spot.

【You can also see your enemies from your previous life! 】

"I understand!"

System: "...Fuck you..."

Ignoring the system's subsequent chatter, he raised his hand and grasped the Xuanyuan Sword, which was immediately held in the center of his palm.

He slashed forward, the Human King's aura surged, and he easily broke the nine chains in front.

But before a moment had passed, the chain that should have been broken recovered at an extremely fast speed.

"Interesting, my good friend, kill again!"

Yang Lingxiao sighed lightly and swung his sword again.

[Gou Yizi, this thing needs to be understood, it needs to be understood... Uh, you are really good!]

A sword fell, and this time the broken chain did not recover, but turned into golden light and quickly rushed into Yang Lingxiao's body.

Enlightenment?

There is no pleasure like using swords!

If you can’t understand it, can’t you see through it, can’t you cut it open yourself?

All of a sudden, many images appeared in Yang Lingxiao's mind, and the one in front was a seal.

The seal is translucent throughout, with nine dragon shadows intertwined and echoing each other on it. The power of national destiny surrounds it, and it doesn't look very good at first glance.

One day, the seal was suddenly thrown to the ground by someone. The earth's energy collided with the power of national destiny contained in it, startling the nine dragon shadows on the seal. The nine dragon shadows merged into one, rolled up the fallen corner of the seal, broke through the sky and disappeared.

The scene changed again, and this time the image that appeared was a mansion surrounded and embedded in the clouds.

The scene of the mansion was particularly blurry, but Yang Lingxiao used the power of the Heavenly Eye to glimpse a somewhat clear picture.

Chessboard, man, black clothes, folding fan!

Besides... there's a black dog?!

There seems to be something wrong with this scene. These characteristics combined...

Tongzi, I'm your uncle, what are you doing here?

Isn’t this the Qingyuan Miaofa Zhenjun in his memory, the most handsome man in the Three Realms, the Erlang Shen who rebelled against his uncle when he was a nephew and beat his nephew when he was an uncle?

Before his thoughts could settle, the scene in front of him changed again.

Unlike the previous immortal residence, this time it was a dark place. Looking around, there was nothing but wisps of fluorescent light.

"Child, don't blame your father. He had no choice!"

"He carries the lives of all three realms on his shoulders... Don't blame him!"

"..."

A faint chanting sound was heard, and with the help of fluorescent light, a woman's face appeared in front of Yang Lingxiao.

For some reason, looking at that slightly blurry face, he felt an inexplicable joy and a sense of conspiracy in his heart, and besides that, there was also a strong sense of dependence.

It's like... a baby seeing its mother.

"Good friend, concentrate and calm down!"

At this moment, the sword spirit's voice filled with unique magnetism came slowly, which shocked Yang Lingxiao's spirit.

"Thanks a lot, good friend!"

Yang Lingxiao thanked him in a low voice and then raised his vigilance to the extreme.

Uncovering the mystery in the womb is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you may reveal the memories and powers of your past life.

All consciousness will be deeply immersed in it and unable to extricate itself.

In addition, you also need to find that hint of essence from the real and the unreal.

What he sees now is mostly false!

Why? It can’t be that Xiansheng Zhenjun is my father and the woman behind him is my mother, right?

"net!"

After he finished reciting the three great mantras, a giant hand descended from the sky and easily wiped out all the distracting thoughts in his heart.

Put aside distracting thoughts and look again, you will see a whole new world.

This time, what is shown is not a blurry picture, but an immersive level.

"Sir, the enemy chief is fleeing to the west!"

The halo flipped, and this time Yang Lingxiao was wearing armor and a robe, sitting horizontally on the horse's back, holding a sword in his right hand, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, and full of vigor and vitality.

"Smash and kill!"

Yang Lingxiao held out his sword and rode his horse first to chase after him.

"My Lord...all your troops, attack!"

The soldiers in the rear rushed out on horseback, with their battle flags flying across the sky. Once they fluttered, it was like a fire burning the sky.

Although there were only a few hundred people, they tore through layer after layer of enemies like extremely sharp arrows.

Wherever he passed, people and horses fell to the ground.

A moment later, a man in iron armor appeared in front of Yang Lingxiao's horse, pressed down by several soldiers.

"King Tuhun, you really can escape!"

"Hmph, you immature brat! If you hadn't used the momentum of a sneak attack, would you have the guts to answer this king?"

Even though he was pinned to the ground by the soldiers, the so-called King Tuhun continued to roar.

But what greeted him was a whip being whipped from above.

"Chopped!"

Yang Lingxiao ordered casually.

"My Lord, he, he is King Tuhun!"

"I don't care what king he is, as long as he is not the Great Khan of the Xiongnu, I will not keep him!"

"Just take his head and bring it back as a gift to my uncle!"

Seeing the sword approaching, the kneeling Tuhun King finally panicked, "Who are you?!"

"Oh!"

"General Wei Qing is my uncle. His Majesty personally appointed me as the Commandant of the Piaoyao Army. My name is Huo Qubing!"

As the sword shadows fell, King Tuhun's head was immediately cut off by the two swords.

"My Lord, where are we?"

The soldier lowered his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked.

"Why worry about so much? Just follow me and kill the enemy whenever you see him!"

"go!"

The horse's hooves moved again, their clatter like thunder.

Pull back the horse and stop the weapon, draw the sword and stand still.

"Destroy the Xiongnu who refuse to surrender and kill them!!!"

As the word "kill" was uttered, murderous energy surged around Yang Lingxiao, instantly occupying the entire void. Looking around, it was like a line of blood-stained creatures fighting each other, fiercely tearing the sky apart.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Lingxiao slowly opened his eyes and stood up.

Although his figure still looked thin, he was suddenly surrounded by a murderous aura that shook the heavens and the earth. His eyes were like a falcon, and his whole body exuded nobility.

His expression was defiant, and there was a sense of arrogance in it.

Champion!

Huo Qubing!

Which boy, when he was young, had not imagined himself riding a horse and commanding an army, roaming the battlefield.

Who hasn’t fantasized about being the champion Hou Huo Qubing?

What a bullshit tactic, what a bullshit strategy, what a bullshit powerful enemy.

Kill them all, kill them all!

A fake succubus will rush up to you and ask you if she smells good when you have a disagreement with her.

A real succubus!

Wu'an Jun, Guanjun Hou, Tiance General!

Let me ask you, can you escape the "charm" of these three titles?

My childhood fantasy has come true just like that?

In one of his past lives, he was actually the champion marquis Huo Qubing?

Is this right?

Yang Lingxiao forced himself to suppress the boiling thoughts in his heart, and then appeared on the stage in the distance.

"My heart is too high to recognize my family in heaven, and my proud nature makes me return to the gods and live in Guanjiang!"

With a slight movement of his mind, a golden and silver halo appeared out of thin air, and then a path of light poured down from it. The path of light stretched across in front of Yang Lingxiao, and a figure dressed in black clothes and holding a folding fan slowly walked down the path of light.

"I heard that you want to challenge me?"

The figure smiled gently, turned the folding fan, and silver light poured out.

The three-pointed knife swung across his eyes and turned over to chop down on Yang Lingxiao's head.

"boom!"

Yang Lingxiao did not hesitate to meet the attack with the sword in both hands. Feeling a huge force, he turned over to release the force, turned the sword and slashed out from behind.

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