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The old man is the national teacher of the Great Yan Empire! He is also the teacher of His Highness the Ninth Prince!

In Dayan, there are many people who can handle state affairs, such as the royal brothers of Yan Nanfei, and the Grand Secretary of Lingyuan Pavilion in the court, but there are very few people who can truly make state affairs, except for Dayan

Beyond the empire's honor, there is only one person who is known.

It is this old national teacher.

Even in the court, more than half of Yan Bailou's decisions were made by the holy orders issued after consulting the national teacher.

It can be seen that the status of the National Master of Dayan in Yanbailou is truly above ten thousand people in the Dayan Empire.

It is this old master who is watching half of the empire, but now he stabbed a dagger into his stomach, and directly staged a suicide scene in front of everyone.

No one could understand what his actions meant. He committed suicide in front of everyone, and his hands did not hesitate or tremble at all. He resolutely pierced his tummy with a dagger.

This scene came too suddenly, and even Yan Nanfei, who was standing next to the old national teacher, did not react.

Yan Nanfei hugged the old master who was leaning forward.

Slowly support him, then kneel down to the ground.

The old national teacher was lying in Yan Nanfei's arms, and blood kept gushing out from the corners of his mouth.

The brothers of Yan Nanfei's ten-son comrades stood aside and did not speak, and Lin'er among Yan Lingwei did not speak either.

The big inner supervisor quickly pulled down and crawled in, holding the old master in his hand and burst into tears.

All the Yan Lingwei and the imperial guards' Xuanjia looked at the dying national master in silence. There was silence in front of the Golden Palace, as if there was no sound of breathing, and I could only hear the wind blowing and the snow falling.

sound.

"Teacher..." Yan Nanfei kept wiping the blood from the corner of the old national teacher's mouth, but he couldn't finish it.

The old national master stretched out his thin hand, held Yan Nanfei tightly, and said intermittently: "Those who chaotic country will be punished... Now, the chief, finally the master has become famous..."

The national master of the Dayan Empire closed his eyes completely.

The chief supervisor of the Dawen and the eunuchs behind him were lying on the ground in panic.

Yan Lingwei and the heavily armored imperial guards all had tears in their eyes, and there was a huge murderous intent in their tears.

The Lord Narama Sect and many fellow practitioners behind him also heard what the Emperor Dayan said before his death, and he couldn't help but shivered, and his steps subconsciously moved back a few steps.

The Rama Sect Master seemed to have begun to realize that things seemed to have developed to an uncontrollable level.

For some reason, looking at Yan Nanfei's back, he began to feel a little regretful.

Yes, if the Dayan Empire did not have enough reasons or excuses to use thousands of troops to start a massacre, then this reason is now enough.

Just as the old national teacher said before his death, the matter is actually very simple. Since the master is unknown and the country is punished by a chaotic country, and people in the world cannot be convinced, then find a reason to convince people in the world to start the master.

Things have become so simple.

For the Lord Rama and others, it is not a sin to injure the defending general in the city and enter the palace by mistake, but killing the national master is definitely not the same.

Not to mention them, even those real big figures would not be willing to bear the charge of being abused and killed by countless people in the Great Yan Empire.

Snowflakes fell on the old master's face, and his body became colder and colder.

Yan Nanfei said nothing or shed tears. After a long time of silence, he picked up the old master's cold and stiff body and left without looking back.

"No matter which person comes from this palace today, no matter how profound his level of practice is, and no matter what force behind his purpose. In short, they disrupted my palace city, injured my guard general, and killed our master...

If you send the order, all uninvited guests in this Bailou Gate will be killed, no, and forgiven!"

"When the heavy snow has subsided, I hope there will be no trace of blood in this palace..."

Yan Nanfei's voice was in the ancient well, very calm and cold, echoing in this world, making people feel heartbroken.

He left with the old master in his arms, and followed his followers, the brothers of the Ten-Son comrades and the general manager of the Oui.

The thousands of imperial guards gathered in front of the Golden Palace, together with the real elite Yan Lingwei, finally started a killing indecision without saying a word!

Those so-called fellow practitioners, including the Rama Sect Master, can fight against ten even if they have a high level of cultivation when facing the Dayan Imperial Guard, but they are still frustrated in front of these thousands of troops, and then they have never survived.

despair.

They can fight ten with one and one with one against a hundred, but if the killing comes, there are one thousand people, ten thousand people, and one hundred thousand people?

Don’t say it’s impossible, the imperial guards in the Dayan Palace city have a total of 100,000!

Blizzards are flying.

A killing battle between 100,000 imperial guards and more than 100 powerful practitioners was staged.

Very tragic.

The blood stained the flying snow red, and the flying snow scattered like plum blossoms.

The imperial guards of the Great Yan Empire were extremely brave and good at fighting.

In a short time, they separated more than a hundred powerful practitioners from all over the world, including the Rama Sect Master, and separated them with numerous mysterious armor, swords and guns, and long spears.

, each fighting for his own sake.

The blood stained his eyes and his heart was red. But looking at the Xuan Armored Imperial Guard who had no end, he broke his courage again!

Someone tried to fly up and break through the siege that was full of water, but when his figure appeared in the air, he was penetrated by the arrow feathers and arrows that burst from all directions around him.

Only then did they realize that countless imperial guards had gathered on the four palace walls, with bows and arrows covering the bows, and countless arrow feathers left the string at any time, ending the fish that had escaped.

No matter how powerful a practitioner is, he cannot defeat thousands of troops. This conclusion has been well verified at this moment.

Because people always have times of exhaustion.

But thousands of troops can't be killed.

It’s like being in the deep sea, all the strength and means of rushing into the deep sea is in vain.

In the end, he could only end up being surrendered and being rectified on the spot!

The sect leader of Jiange, two twelve stars of Jingtian, and Dalisha and Zheng generals from the Emperor Alliance, looked at the bloody situation and the chess pieces who were sent to make a big fuss in the palace.

They lay down one by one, and then were thrust by the group of imperial guards with long halberds and were covered in blood and blood... Finally, they could not remain indifferent.

They want to take action!

But Yan Lingwei set up a net of heaven and earth around them.

The Yuwen Family General appeared at this moment.

The White Tower God will appear at this moment.

Then the two of them welcomed the appearance of Yan Bailou in the most respectful manner!

As Yan Bailou's figure appeared in this world, the real strong men in the air vaguely felt a breath that transcended the realm of Transformation and Tribulation.

Although this aura was very weak, it immediately made the five of them stop the rising murderous aura, and then they had to calm down, not daring to cross half a step!

"Can Yan Bailou already see the gate of the Divine Induction Realm?"