In the Prince Regent's Mansion, under a huge golden pagoda, Ye Futian was suppressing him below.
Daowei kept coming down from the pagoda, hitting his body. He sat on the ground with blood bleeding from the corners of his mouth. Rounds of bright light curtains flowed down from the pagoda, making it difficult for him to straighten his back.
The sword intent in his body continued to flow, but his eyes were still sharp, staring ahead indifferently.
There, many powerful people stood there in the Regent's Palace.
The person at the front was a majestic middle-aged man. He was wearing a golden python robe and had strong murderous intent in his eyes, staring at Ye Futian coldly.
The regent's son, Li Jing, is also the father of Li Xuan.
The person Ye Futian killed was his youngest son.
Although Li Xuan was incompetent and his talent in cultivation was far inferior to that of Li Xu, he was still his heir.
Moreover, Li Xuan's will was, in a sense, his will and was influenced by him.
But no one would have thought that Li Xuan would die because of this.
Jian Qi, the most famous person under the Holy Order who has become famous recently, beheaded the regent Sun Lixuan in front of all the descendants of the royal family.
He stretched out his palm, and suddenly a terrible power fell on the pagoda. Li Jing waved his hand, and there was a dull sound. Ye Futian only felt the power of heaven falling. With a pop, his body almost fell down, and he took another mouthful. Blood spat out.
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he looked up at Li Jing coldly.
The reason why he decided to kill Li Xuan was not just impulsive because Li Xuan wanted his life.
There are two other reasons. One is to create a gap between Li Yao and other people, and the other is because of the Imperial Preceptor's Office. Since there is a rift between the royal family and the Imperial Preceptor's Office, he doesn't mind making the crack bigger. One day , it would be better if Emperor Li could abandon the Imperial Preceptor, although doing so might cause some harm to the Imperial Preceptor's Office.
But he did not hope that one day, he and the people of the Imperial Prefecture would be at war with each other.
Given the status of the Imperial Preceptor's Office in the Dali Dynasty, even if something happened in the future and Dali knew his identity, Emperor Li would not be able to touch the Imperial Preceptor's Office.
After all, the Imperial Master's Office was also deceived by him and did not know about it. At most, there would be some cracks.
"You don't want to beg for mercy?" Li Jing stared at Ye Futian, stretched out his palm again, there was another roar, the pagoda rotated, the bright light fell, and Ye Futian spit out blood again.
Although Li Jing would not kill Ye Futian, since the sword cultivator was so arrogant, he crushed his back. He wanted to see how the sword cultivator could practice his swordsmanship if his sword was bent.
"You must know the truth of this matter. If I die or become disabled in the Regent's Palace, what do you think the Imperial Preceptor's Palace will do? If the Imperial Regent's Palace kills the Imperial Preceptor's disciples, how will your Majesty deal with it?" Ye Futian stared at Zhu Lijing said.
"Then what should you do if you kill the regent's grandson?" Li Jing said.
"Your son is incompetent. If you fail to kill me, he will be killed by me. You should carefully examine whether you are incompetent in raising your son." Ye Futian continued, and the people in the Regent's Palace stared at Ye Futian.
This sword cultivator can be described as more than just "unbridled".
"Yan Yuan, a disciple of the Imperial Master, came to the palace to pay a visit."
At this time, a voice was heard. Although it was not loud, it resounded throughout the palace.
Everyone can hear clearly.
"You came so fast." The people from the Prince Regent's Palace secretly murmured. Not long after they came back, Yan Yuan arrived.
Before they could speak, they felt a vast holy power coming in, covering the heaven and earth, and descending to where Li Jing was in an instant.
Obviously, Yan Yuan directly radiated his thoughts to investigate the situation in the palace and went directly to Ye Futian.
Is this a visit
It is absolutely rude to directly envelope the mansion with spiritual thoughts, but Yan Yuan did it directly.
Not only did he do it, a vast holy power enveloped him. No one responded whether to let Yan Yuan enter the house, but he saw three figures in the void stepping forward, arriving in this space in an instant.
The three people who arrived were Yan Yuan, Nan Zhai and Mu Chunyang.
After they arrived, they glanced at Ye Futian, who was suppressed under the pagoda, with a slightly cold look on his face.
Li Jing and the others turned around, staring at the arriving Yan Yuan and the others with a cold look in their eyes.
Li Xu stepped forward and walked out, looked at Yan Yuan and said coldly: "It would be a bit rude for Mr. Da to forcefully break into my regent's palace like this."
Yan Yuan glanced at Lixu and asked, "Were you also present at the Xishan incident?"
Lixu frowned and said, "Yes."
Yan Yuan raised his hand, and in an instant, a suffocating pressure was born between heaven and earth. Under this pressure, everyone felt that their breathing was about to stop.
Then they saw Yan Yuan stretch out his hand and grab Li Xu from the air. No one reacted to this ordinary movement. A huge handprint appeared directly, constricting the space around Li Xu. He thought He wanted to move, but found that he couldn't move.
He cultivated to the first level of the holy path, the state of attaining sainthood.
Yan Yuan, the third realm of the Holy Path, the Immaculate Saint, even many people in the Dali Imperial City believe that Yan Yuan is probably the strongest person in this realm in the Dali Dynasty.
This also means that apart from the few Nirvana Saints in Dali Imperial City, Yan Yuan has already stood at the pinnacle.
At this moment, Lixu truly felt the power of the great road. He pressed his palm prints in the air and lifted him up. As soon as a thought flashed in everyone's mind, Lixu was taken down.
"Yan Yuan." Li Jing stepped forward, and a breath of the same flawless saint burst out. Suddenly, a terrifying aura appeared around his and Yan Yuan's bodies. That aura made it difficult to breathe. .
But Mr. Nan Zhai and Mu Chunyang took a few steps forward, one on the left and the other on the right, without being affected at all.
Mu Chunyang himself is also a flawless saint, and Mr. Nan Zhai is at the pinnacle of the true self.
"Do you have a share in leading the Zhulong Demon Saint to my junior brother?" Yan Yuan's voice was calm. Lixu's body struggled wildly, but he couldn't break free. As a being in the holy realm, he was already at the upper level of the cultivation world. However, at this moment, he was humiliated.
"It's just a chance encounter." Lixu responded.
"I heard that you stood idly by while fighting the Demon Saint, and when my junior brother approached you, you fought him off. Is this a coincidence?" Yan Yuan asked again.
Li Xu had a livid face and did not respond.
"I also heard that you are going to investigate?" Yan Yuan said: "Whether Zhulong has anything to do with you or not, this alone is enough to prove that you want to put my junior brother to death. What else do you need to investigate?"
At this time, people came one after another from the void. They were all extremely powerful figures from the Prince Regent's Palace. Among the powerful men of Li Jing's generation, several of them were True Saints, and one was a Flawless Saint. The lineup was simply terrifying.
"Yan Yuan, you passed." Someone said.
"Junior brother, how many times has the pagoda suppressed you?" Yan Yuan looked at Ye Futian below the pagoda and asked.
"Twenty-seven." Ye Futian responded.
Yan Yuan raised his hand, and suddenly a large palm print fell down from the sky, turning into a layer of overlapping shadows, no more, no less, exactly twenty-seven, directly hitting Li Xu's body.
"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood was spat out, and Lixu's body was suppressed from the void, causing the ground to crack, and the muscles and bones to be broken to an unknown extent.
"Last time outside the National Court, my junior brother and Li Xuan had some disputes. Li Xuan promised with his life. Since he is dead, I believe that this matter was done by Li Xuan alone. Others were impulsive and had nothing to do with the Regent's Palace. Then I won’t hold anyone else accountable for their faults.”
Yan Yuan stepped forward and walked in the direction of Ye Futian, saying, "I want to take him away."
Li Jing saw Yan Yuan stepping forward, and he also stepped forward with overwhelming momentum. His whole figure was like an angry dragon, full of domineering and majestic aura.
The two people walked toward each other, and the pressure of the momentum caused a strong wind to rise in the surrounding world. There was a dull sound in the void, as if it might explode at any time. The pressure was simply astonishing.
As the two people got closer, the momentum became stronger and stronger, and everyone else watched this scene quietly.
They all knew that both of them actually suppressed their own momentum, otherwise if there was a direct fight, the entire Regent's Palace would be razed to the ground.
Finally, when the two came together, they simply stretched out their palms and slapped them towards each other.
The palm prints of the two people fell together, and an overwhelming coercion swept across the world. One by one, the powerful men from the Regent's Palace stepped out and stood in different directions. They saw the terrible air waves blowing on them, making them lose their clothes. The steps moved back involuntarily.
Cracks continued to appear on the ground, extending into the distance, and the ground beneath their feet cracked and shattered crazily.
Yan Yuan raised his steps and took another step forward. A brilliant light burst out from his palm, seeming to shatter everything in front of him.
"Bang." Li Jing's body flew backwards, and her footsteps rubbed against the ground, causing a deep crack to appear on the ground.
"Do you really want to take people away from my palace by force?" Li Jing raised her head and stared at Yan Yuan, who was worthy of being the chief disciple of Dali Imperial Master.
"His Royal Highness Ninth invited Junior Brother to go hunting in the Western Mountains. We all agreed that allowing Junior Brother to go without accompanying him naturally shows his absolute trust in me, a descendant of the Dali Royal Family. However, what happened in the Western Mountains is no longer rude, but Someone crossed the line, and if I say so, I will treat it as Yin Lixuan alone, and the others acted on impulse, and that’s the end of it.”
Yan Yuan looked at Li Jing and said: "I didn't reply to the teacher, but came to take my junior brother back by myself. If the palace really wants to stop me from taking people away today, maybe I won't be the one to come next time. If the matter gets serious, you must bear it." Can you afford this price?"
Li Jing's face was extremely ugly. He naturally knew that the worst thing about this matter was that he did not kill Ye Futian, so that the matter was exposed.
He knew that what Yan Yuan said was correct. If there was really going to be a big fuss, the Imperial Preceptor and the Regent would confront each other. Emperor Li would ask, who has a better face
The Regent's Palace is going to deal with the disciples of the Dali Imperial Master. What do the people of the Dali Dynasty think
What does Your Majesty think
"Let him take the people away." A majestic voice came, which immediately made everyone's hearts tremble.
Li Jing raised her head and looked in one direction, clenching her fists tightly. His son, Li Xuan, died in vain!
(End of chapter)