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Let's say that Yan Chunjun heard Yan Yi's words of begging for mercy, he was not happy or angry, and said lightly:

"Oh, it's General Yan. "

It's just a statement from a person in a high position on a daily basis after meeting a person in a low position, and that's it.

Yan Yi knows Yan Chunjun's character very well, so he is afraid of being like at the beginning. Instead of being happy, he lowered his head

"The end will be, and I hope that your lordship will forgive your sins. "

"You want me... Forgive you for any crime?" Yan Chunjun's tone had a kind of comfort in his hand, which made people very uncomfortable. He didn't wait for Yan Yi to answer, or the latter couldn't answer. He asked his men, "Zuo Wei, tell General Yan what crime he has committed." "

The swordsman who spoke earlier said arrogantly to the crowd: "As a soldier, it is a capital crime to insult the king. "

"My lord, forgive me!" Yan Yi begged for mercy again, as long as he could live, he didn't even want a little dignity.

The left guard jumped up behind him and put his sword on his neck.

With such a play, the entire Feixue Pavilion was even quieter. After this silence lasted for three seconds, Yan Chunjun, who was sitting in the red tent and came out of the darker area of the gate, spoke again.

"Zhao Guo's music and dance are unparalleled in the world, and the young Handan of Yan is a toddler, but he has not obtained the essence, and has been reduced to the joke of the Seven Kingdoms..."

Dripping... The sound of pouring wine suddenly sounded, mixed with Yan Chunjun's voice, one old and one crisp, it was so obvious. Yan Chunjun stopped, and everyone present looked in the direction where the voice came from in surprise.

An eight-year-old child wearing a jeweled silver ring was standing in front of the fence and pouring wine from a wine glass. When it was about full, he placed the flask on the fence, lifted the glass and took a generous sip. Then, the black eyes flowed from the level of the eyes downward, piercing the red tent man, releasing a sharp light.

"Pretending, it's really an eyesore!".

Who exactly is this for, it couldn't be more obvious. But the still immature children's voice has a bit of chill that makes people's backs chill. Because of this, after listening to it, there was no response for half a day.

"Hmph!" Yan Chunjun finally got angry.

Perhaps for the sake of face, he did not give the order hysterically.

However, the sword-wielding guard standing on the left side of the palanquin had already lowered his weight and wanted to jump behind the child on the second floor like the previous guard. I believe that this time, he will not just put the sword on the child's neck, but will directly behead it for public display.

Faster than him, however, was a black sword that came at him with a howling wind. He had just lifted his strength when his body left some of the ground when he felt a chill through his chest. Immediately afterward, the powerful force caused his body to involuntarily crash backwards.

There was a loud bang, and it must have been the black sword that pierced through the bottom plane of the golden sedan behind him. The black sword hasn't stopped yet, how powerful is it... The guard only felt it stretch out in his ribcage until it reached the gauntlet before stopping with him. At this time, the black sword was probably half a foot deep into the ground.

The guards, whose pain spread throughout their bodies, couldn't help but scream. The blade stabbed into his right chest, and he wasn't even dead. It's just that the big wound near the mouth of the bowl that was torn open by the strong force can't be healed no matter what. As a result, he howled for three seconds, convulsed a few times, and finally died.

"Hmph... I still think it's better to talk face-to-face like this. "

The children on the second floor laughed a few times and spoke again, and people came to their senses from the accident they had just had.

Someone found out that the attack just now didn't know whether it shocked Yan Chunjun or scared Yan Chunjun. In short, he is now on his side on the left side of the palanquin... He was looking at the children upstairs with a frightened expression.

Standing behind Jingyu, Qing'er covered her mouth with an expression that wanted to cry very much.

'Young master, this is not the State of Chu, you... How can you mess around. ’

In the face of everyone's strange eyes, Jingyu didn't care. Pick up the flask again and pour it into your glass.

The left guard, who was originally standing behind Yan Yi and holding his neck with his sword, seemed to think that this was an opportunity to take down Jingyu... Indeed, the sword was not by Jingyu's side, and Jingyu was pouring wine again and her mind was focused on the wine glass. Zuo Wei put away his sword, jumped up, and swung his sword on the way to Jingyu.

However, he suddenly saw a large hand enveloping his head and face.

Before he could figure out where the big hand came from, it was already grasping. The body involuntarily followed the head forward, and was slammed into the second-floor slab. With a loud bang, his head bounced back a little. Blood flowed from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, and he vaguely saw what the hand really looked like before his consciousness completely dissipated... It was clearly the child's hand.

Jingyu looked at the wine glass that had fallen from the fence due to the vibration, and shook his head regretfully. The flask he was holding in his right hand was thrown away, and with a slight touch of his hand on the fence, the man had already reached the bottom and stood next to the black sword... It was really fast.

"Yan Chunjun, I have a deal to do with you. Jingyu said, his hand already touching the hilt of the black sword, "I heard that you have a piece of mineral that is translucent in black, which was obtained from Prince Yan Dan... I want that mineral, how about exchanging it with your head?"

At this point, the people who were originally a little frightened by his thunderous methods had strange expressions. They looked at each other and said, 'This child is either stupid or crazy.' He could say such scoundrel words to the extreme, but his voice was still very immature.

Yan Chunjun had already stood up with the support of a soldier, and after hearing this, he was slightly stunned, and laughed out loud. He had recovered from his previous shock. Jingyu's means are powerful, he admits it... In Yan Kingdom, no one had ever done this to him, and he had only been frightened before. However, his number one master has not yet made a move, and that man has never let him down.

"Kill him for me!" he said after laughing, pointing at Jingyu.

Standing at the end of the sedan chair, in the dark, there was a tall man with his hair and black clothes and pants. He is over 30 years old, with high cheekbones and a fierce and vicious face. Hearing this order, a trace of bloodthirsty excitement flashed in his eyes. Two short sword-length blades suddenly appeared from the hands hanging by his side, and with a whoosh, they had disappeared from the spot.

At the same time, Jingyu's arm muscles, lower back muscles, and leg muscles tightened, and the black sword inserted in the ground was instantly pulled up by it, and turned around and swung behind him. There, a dark shadow that didn't even look like an entity flickered and vanished. And many people can see that behind him there has been a figure of a man who is much taller than him.

"Be careful!".

It turned out to be two women who shouted this sentence. One is on the jade platform, and the other is in Jingyu's box on the second floor.

The woman in the box didn't notice this at all, and only looked anxious. Her hand was already on the hilt of the rapier at her waist, and she wanted to rush to help immediately.

The white-haired woman on the jade platform originally stretched out her hand a little, but at this moment she withdrew it in a daze. Her face was still as cold as ice, and perhaps, that caution was just an instinctive reaction... And that instinct was contained by herself.

At this moment, not many people noticed this, and people just nervously watched the duel not far away.

The black-clad assassin-like man had a triumphant look on his face. The child in front of him was really the only powerful person he had ever seen in his life, but the sword was swung so hard, and it was even more difficult to take it back. Perhaps, he could dodge forward with the sword's momentum, and the assassin man expected this, and was ready to deal with it.

However, the sudden appearance of a shadow on his head made his pupils shrink. Looking up in astonishment, he saw the sword that was about to fall, even so fast that even he didn't have time to dodge. In a panic, he set up two short swords to resist, and his body retreated at the same time... At least it takes some effort off the way.

"Drink, !!

".

As if to improve his momentum, Jingyu let out a loud shout, causing the entire Feixue Pavilion to tremble. With a thud, his black sword slammed into the assassin man's two short swords, and continued to slash as if there was no hindrance.

The assassin man's dagger did not seem to be mortal, and it did not break as a result. It's just that he felt like his arms were broken, and he lost the strength to hold the short sword. Although his footsteps moved backwards, his body had just left his position a little bit, and the black blade stabbed straight at him again... There was no way for him to dodge.

With a thud, the blade of the sword pierced through his heart, knocking him in mid-air. Probably extremely unwilling, right? He didn't even die like this. Coughing up a mouthful of blood, he asked with the last of his strength

"Why...?"

Why is your sword so fast?

That's because I've never swung my sword with all my might. The strength seems strong to you, but to me it is actually only fifty percent, and I can freely withdraw my sword and change the trajectory. ’

Naturally, Jingyu couldn't tell everyone present who was also puzzled. And, to be able to do this, you need another ability – to listen to the voice of all things. It itself is a high-level manifestation of seeing and hearing domineering, how can it not 'hear' the voice of the human body? It's just that when Jingyu is usually strong, he basically doesn't use it to 'listen' to the voice of the human being. Now, his strength has weakened, and he naturally reactivates it.

The enemy knows exactly what the enemy is moving about, and then just strikes and waits for the enemy to crash into it. Therefore, his first sword looks very powerful, and it is just a false move.

Qing'er on the second floor breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, and sat down on the ground weakly. In a split second, she saw the abyss of despair... It's a really uncomfortable feeling.

'Young Lord!'

She held her sword and prayed to be stronger so she could protect him from harm.

Jingyu pulled out the black sword, shook the blade, and looked at Yan Chunjun, who was stunned. The volley of the corpse of the assassin man fell to the ground, and the thud brought him back to his senses. Ahh

"Kill him, kill him quickly!" he was hysterical this time.

The surrounding soldiers in armor looked at each other, and their eyes flashed with fear. After following Yan Chunjun for a long time, he naturally knew how terrible the assassin man was. Even he was killed, is there any hope for them to go together?

Just when they hesitated like this, Jingyu had already taken a step and came to Yan Chunjun. The black sword pressed ~ on Yan Chunjun's neck, pressing him to kneel on the ground who had just gotten up. In this way, even if Jingyu is now tall, he can speak condescendingly.

"Can you agree to my conditions?" he asked with a sneer.

Yan Chunjun was puzzled for a moment before remembering what he said, "Promise, I promise, I will give you whatever you want." "

"That's good. "

The corners of Jingyu's mouth suddenly made an evil arc, and with the swing of the black sword, Yan Chunjun's head was cut off!

"I said, exchange your head with you. Now, I'll give you back the head. "

It turned out that what he said actually meant to cut off the head and return it to the other party? Many people who thought of this and saw the round head that rolled at his feet could not help but feel a chill in their hearts.

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