indecisive!

This is the deepest understanding of the second half of his life after learning about the life experience of this great martial saint in more than ten years.

In the first half of his life, Zhang Xuanba was roaming all directions and looked down on the world. He was less than a year old and had one man overwhelmed the two martial saints and defeated the millions of troops of the two countries.

He also controlled the world's troops and horses, and with one person, he suppressed the world and the temple. The Nine Kings of the Ming Dynasty followed his horse's head, and his force and reputation reached the top of the Ming Dynasty, and even decided to belong to the throne with one word.

But just when everyone thought he was about to ascend the throne, he retreated bravely and stayed in seclusion for many years without leaving. He allowed Emperor Qianheng, who was elected to the throne by himself, so he searched the world without even asking about it.

In his position, but not doing things, no matter what the reason is, in the eyes of Yu Yang, this is indecisiveness.

"indecisive……"

Chewing on these four words, Zhang Xuanba said lightly:

"Your courage is indeed great, much bigger than Xu Wenji mentioned in his letter."

His voice was very calm, but the ghost baby in the distance felt cold all over, couldn't help but tremble, retreated, and his heart was thrilled.

It seems that the tide of anger is surging under the vast ocean, and the waves of destruction are about to set off.

An invisible aura filled his body, but Yang Yu's expression remained unchanged. He just asked back: "If you want to kill me, can you survive if you want to kill me?"

"You can see clearly."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuanba couldn't help but shake his head, not caring about the offense of the person, and said with a little emotion:

"In the more than seventy years after the mountain has accumulated, the world has praised too much, and many people regard me as gods, but I am still just a mortal body, and I also have seven emotions and six desires, and I can laugh and cry.

He can't be considered completely unscrupulous, nor is he invincible, nor is he a selfless saint. He is just an old man with a little talent in martial arts, good luck, and not a short life."

Night fell silently, and the bonfire was unstable in the breeze.

"When I was a teenager, I had a strong personality. Although my martial arts talent was not bad, I could not like it from my elders. I was even more afraid of the court because of my "sampling my destiny". I had no possibility of inheriting the throne...

But it was just my wish, so I simply broke out and went to the world to make a fuss. At that time, the government and the country were already in chaos, and there were signs of troubled times. Corrupt officials, powerful horse thieves, gentry, bullies, and illegal warriors were already everywhere..."

Under the calm voice, there was the martial arts will that was so powerful that Yang Yu could not describe at this time. In a trance, he actually had the illusion of stepping into the "Immortal and Magical Illusion Realm".

The will of the person in front of him has really reached an incredible level.

He subconsciously wanted to struggle to withdraw, but after a thought, he endured it and concentrated on his perception, as if he had seen a young man.

An old horse, a young man travels around the world.

The young Zhang Xuanba was even more violent than the rumors. He had a long history of Linlong, and all the prefectures and counties he passed by were killed, which was even better than him.

From the gangsters to the officials, they killed everything, which attracted many dozens of times to chase and kill. Even the court issued a reward order, and the Jinyiwei and six gates chased him.

During this process, he almost died and survived many times, but he also made great achievements in martial arts. In Yunzhou, he became a latecomer and was still studying at the time.

In it, he even saw the Taoist Zhenyan...

"Xu Wenji is a middle-aged man, but he is quite pure. I appreciate it. He has given him some advice on martial arts. Later, when the border is in urgent need, we went to join the army together..."

Having said that, Zhang Xuanba was downplaying, but he couldn't help but feel turbulent:

"We were waiting for the people to serve the country's crisis and went with great enthusiasm, but the border army had already rotted to the bottom of the ground, and all kinds of weapons were sold to the enemy..."

Yang Yu’s feelings quietly.

The will to martial arts has reached such a point that the memories are almost reappearing, and he can even feel the mood of the person at that time and even the people who walked with him.

Joy, anger, murderous intent, sadness...

In that huge battlefield with more than three million elite soldiers and spans over ten years, he saw Xu Wenji crying again and again and again, and saw the Dragon Abyss King Qinglong Jiukilling progress,

Seeing the fourteenth army joining the army, Wei Zhengxian, who had no arms and four likes, saw Lin Qitian, who was able to suppress a bunch of archers in his hand...

Moreover, Fang Zhenghao must first fight, but still has to fight against his opponents after suffering from all kinds of inflicts.

There are more and more shadows of people who are now famous or have long passed away...

At the end of the battle, the down-and-out prince Zhang Xuanba became the famous King of Zhao in the Western Palace, controlling the soldiers of the world and becoming famous all over the world.

And the dark red color flows inside and outside the mountain has not faded for seventy years. Until now, there are still white bones, and the border roads, nine out of ten rooms are empty...

"The world saw Zhang Xuanba invincible, saw him breaking the formation and rushing to death, never dead in a hundred battles, saw him beheading millions, and was famous all over the world...

Who remembers those bones?”

Zhang Xuanba said calmly, underestimating:

"Ten years of accumulation of mountains have consumed 90% of my husband's intention to kill..."

His will was extremely strong at this moment. When Yang Yu touched it a little, he could hardly breathe. It was the indifference and sadness that had destroyed millions of lives with his own hands.

Yang Yu was silent. Such a will was unbearable for him at this time.

"After that war, I worked hard on people's livelihood, amending the laws, reforming the administration of officials, and cleaning up the border troops and the world, and once wiped out the demonic atmosphere I saw..."

At this point, Zhang Xuanba paused slightly, looked at the opposite side of the bonfire, and asked:

"What would you do if you were my husband, who had fought for ten years and fought for you a hundred times, and both your father and brother were killed, and his subordinate who had blocked the sword for you several times, kneeled at your feet and asked you to let go of his evil son who raped his wife and daughter?"

Yu Yang raised his eyebrows.

But before he could answer, Zhang Xuanba spoke again:

"A friend who is close to you and you asks you to protect his son before he dies. When you leave the battlefield, you will realize that he is a disaster, bullying men and women, and fishing in the countryside. What should you do?"

"You cultivated it yourself, like your nephew's subordinates, and commit crimes..."

"The subordinates who have been with you for many years are lazy and hate labor and annexed the land..."

"My friends for many years, please take care of your children. Just turn a blind eye and you can give them wealth and glory..."

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"Love you more than your biological mother. He accidentally beats someone to death and violates the law you promulgated..."

"Your uncle..."

"Your uncle and nephew..."

"Your brother, sister..."

...

"When you look at it carefully, you will find that the source of all the abuse, illegality, and reckless acts is actually you..."

With a long sigh, the unparalleled overlord had an undetectable fatigue in his tone:

"I am just an old soldier who is lucky enough to die. He may be the leader of the hegemony, but he cannot be the leader of the revival..."

In his strong will, Yang Yu seemed to feel a pain in his skin.

Xu Wenji's rule of the country in all directions was the first to be fully implemented. Even the nearby paths were intimidated by Zhang Xuanba and reformed the new laws.

Under the unparalleled force, everything went smoothly at first, and the gangs and sects in the territory were almost swept away, but it was easy to cut down mountains and ruin the temples, and it was too difficult to clear the martial arts world.

Those who are poor in literature and wealthy in martial arts are at least mostly from a family of origins...

In the end, as Zhang Xuanba said, what he faced was his comrades who fought side by side, his generals and the Xuan Armored Cavalry,

Mother tribe, or even relatives.

"Once upon a time, I was confused and didn't understand why they, who were sacrificing their lives on the battlefield, would do whatever they wanted once they returned to their fiefdom..."

At this point, Zhang Xuanba didn't say much.

But Yang Yu knew that the reason why this person told him this was that he was aware of what he did in Northwest Road and was not optimistic about it.

Everything he has experienced will inevitably go through...

"The peerless force cannot defeat people's hearts..."

Yu Yang shook his head slightly.

I wanted to say something, but I still shut my mouth.

"As you said, I may not be able to take the supreme position, but once the government and the country are in turmoil, Tianlang and Dali will also arise again, internal and external troubles, and the heavenly changes will come..."

Looking at the smaller bonfire, Zhang Xuanba suddenly smiled:

"Boy Yang, do you regret entering this quagmire now?"

"regret?"

Prison Yang shook his head first, then nodded:

"It wasn't originally, but after hearing what you said, I somehow regretted it..."

"Hahaha!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuanba laughed loudly, the sound waves echoed, the blood and blood were masculine, forcing the ghost baby to scream, and suddenly crawled into the ground, in an extremely embarrassing manner.

The old ghost who has accumulated a lot of time is not afraid of ordinary blood, but this old guy is incredible. The sloppy Taoist at that time may not have such terrifying blood...

After laughing, Yang Yu asked Dayanshan.

"That old witch..."

Zhang Xuanba's face was slightly dark:
To be continued...