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"The father was in seclusion and was not convenient to see guests. If the leader of Rama and all the seniors wanted an explanation, my nephew would do his best to do his best!"

A gust of wind and snow rolled out from the Golden Palace, and then it scattered around like flying flowers chasing dreams.

When everyone in front of the Golden Palace heard this sound, they turned their eyes to the Golden Palace. In the scattered wind and snow, figures gradually became clear.

Although the imperial guards and the imperial guards around the hall had not seen who those figures were, they had already guessed the identity of the man with the cold and calm voice.

In fact, those who can walk out of this golden hall and claim that Yan Bailou is his father, do not need to think too much about it and know that it must be the Prince of Great Yan.

Narama Sect Master and others were still guessing which prince of the Great Yan Empire was. At this moment, whether it was the chief supervisor of the Dawen, the little eunuchs behind him, or all the imperial guards in front of the palace,

They knelt down and bowed.

"Welcome to the Ninth Prince!"

The sound of the mountain cry is not loud, but it is shocking. Before the snowy and quiet palace of the palace, the lingering sound echoes, making it look particularly long.

The Rama Sect Master stared at the figure walking out of the Golden Palace without blinking, and he already knew who the person was.

There are nine sons under the Bailou of Yan, the emperor of the Great Yan Empire. Only one prince in Xingmo was sent to Tiandong Bodhi Academy for his outstanding talent to study and practice for more than several years.

During this period, many state affairs of the Great Yan Empire, except for Yan Bailou, were handed over to the other eight princes for review. Not to mention participating in state affairs and cultivating their own shogunate forces, this one was sent to the emperor.

When he arrived at the Ninth Prince of Bodhi Academy, he only focused on practicing Taoism and learning, and only knew how to study Taoism.

The ninth prince is named Yan Nanfei.

In the eyes of the world, even in the eyes of the people of the Great Yan Empire, the ninth prince Yan Nanfei must be the most neglected in the eyes of the emperor, and is also the most destined by the people of the world. He has no chance to be with the future lord of the Great Yan Empire.

His Highness.

But Rama Sect Master doesn't think so.

Those fellow practitioners behind him would not think so.

Although Yan Nanfei is the youngest prince under Yan Bailou, he is undoubtedly the strongest prince.

In this world, the rule for the survival of the fittest is that the strong are respected. It will not make people admire you just because you are the blood relative of a big man.

To take a step back, at the worst, even if Yan Bailou is seriously injured and cannot see the rising sun tomorrow, the person who inherits the supreme position of the Great Yan Empire is definitely not any of the eight princes.

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The reason is very simple. In terms of personal cultivation strength, Lao Jiuyan Nanfei is the strongest one. And behind it is the big backer of Bodhi Academy. If the troops seize power, it will be trained compared to the princes of the Great Yan Empire.

Any shogunate's guest must have more weight!

What's more, what appeared with the ninth prince Yan Nanfei, the most mysterious organization of the Great Yan Empire, and it was also the main murderer who caused the moat floating corpse case, Yan Lingwei, known as the spear of the Great Yan Empire!

Yan Nanfei's appearance was somewhat unexpected.

Whether it was the imperial imperial guards' Xuan Armor or the big inner general manager, his expression was filled with unconcealed excitement.

The emperor was injured, and the powerful people from all over the world gathered at Bailou Gate, which made the capital, which had been calm for many years, ushered in the first snow disaster and crisis.

The heavy snow has sealed the swallows for nearly a month, and the people of the Great Yan imperial capital have also endured a month of cold and cold waves. But they have never seen anyone who can come forward to calm the heavy snow that shaking the foundation of the Great Yan at this time.

Those eight princes cannot, the generals of the country cannot, and the weak old national teacher cannot.

Just when everyone thought that the empire could not escape the storm, the sharpest sword guarding Dayan came back. General Yuwen took his Yan Lingwei and returned to the imperial capital quietly, and with thunder

With the momentum, he pulled out poisonous stings and arrows inserted into the heart of the empire overnight!

At this point, the dignity and faith of the Great Yan Empire were defended with firm determination and force.

However, this still did not shock those wolf men who had coveted the big swallow for a long time.

They formed an alliance and entered the palace city and headed straight to the Golden Palace, hoping to disrupt the country with martial arts!

At this time, no one of the eight princes appeared. No matter how strong or sharp Yan Lingwei was, he was still the night shadow in the dark. Assassination and secret operations were carried out. In this snow-capped day, there was no doubt that there was less threat to the enemy.

many.

Faced with the force of these more than a hundred martial artists entering the palace city, we need a noble person who can represent the Great Yan Empire to deal with it.

Whether it is open or hidden arrows.

This noble character appeared.

His Highness, the Ninth Prince of the Emperor of the Great Yan Empire, learned that the emperor was in trouble and the empire was in a turbulent manner, and he rushed back from Bodhi Academy in time. The chief supervisor of the Great Inner looked at Yan Nanfei's tall figure and remembered the legend that had been circulating in the Great Yan Empire:

The destined emperor will eventually lead his dawn out of dire straits.

I couldn't help but burst into tears!

"I heard that His Highness the Ninth Prince of Dayan worshipped and practiced in Bodhi Academy, and never asked about the palace city. I didn't expect that at this time, His Highness the Ninth Prince came from the academy thousands of miles away. It seems that the White Tower Gate of Dayan is also

It's just a good example. From below Yanbailou, no one can stand up the banner. He has been strong outside and the other side has been working hard."

The Rama Sect Master looked at Yan Nanfei coldly, but his soul was on the latter from beginning to end and never left.

The leader of a sect at the spiritual orifice realm like him, naturally heard of Yan Bailou's cultivation in the sword path. The famous sword named Xue Ji and the legendary Xuezhai sword technique have always made a lot of them.

People are afraid of it.

Especially after the seventh sword of Tianque Baiyu fell under the Xueji sword, the world became even more curious about the famous sword.

But many people in the martial arts world, including the Lord of Rama, do not know that Yan Bailou's ninth son is actually a Xingzi sect with sword cultivation, and judging from the powerful sword intent that was filled with heavy snow just now.

Although Yan Nanfei is young, his talent and attainments in swordsmanship are absolutely extraordinary!

"What is the reason for this statement from the Sect Master? If you despise my Dayan's strength, why not ask for advice in front of this Golden Palace? No matter what you win or lose, you will definitely give your seniors a satisfactory explanation!" Yan Nanfei's words are indifferent and etiquette is very thoughtful.

Even in the face of these culprits who disrupted the foundation of Dayan, he still maintained the same appearance as the swordsman should have.

But as soon as his words fell, there were crowds of iron armored imperial guards swarming like ants. The sound of the square formation, the sound of armor, the low military orders... coming from far to near

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Everyone, including the Lord Rama, was slightly shocked by this vast formation. They looked around a little restlessly, watched the layers of gray military formation approaching step by step, felt the solemn intention filled the sky, and were shocked to disperse.

After Feixue, looking at Yan Nanfei's calm appearance, he finally felt a faint sense of fear!