Peerless Martial Soul

After hearing this, the people insulted him even more seriously!

The crowd was so excited that many people even shouted: "Kill him, beat this bitch to death!"

Five years ago, in the Battle of Yicheng, the Qin army was ambushed by the Chu army, and millions of them died in the battle. Almost all of the millions of Qin soldiers who died in the battle were imperial guards.

They were all born in Wuyang City, and many of the people present, including their sons and husbands, even died in that battle.

After hearing this, I was naturally extremely angry!

The team continued to move forward, and soon came to a square.

Then, the guard captain waved his hand and motioned to lift the cage to a high platform in the square so that everyone could see it clearly.

Then, Yan Liang stepped forward, laughed ferociously, and suddenly something appeared in his hand.

This thing turned out to be an extremely slender and sharp steel wire. This steel wire was three or four meters long. The martial arts divine power rushed out of Yan Liang's body and poured into the wire.

His martial arts divine weapon was obviously of the fire attribute, and the wire instantly turned red, emitting extremely scorching heat.

Then, he walked to the side of the cage, stretched the wire in, and pressed it directly on Prince Qing's thigh. Then he let out a ferocious laugh and tried to stab it inside.

Everyone heard an extremely clear 'chi' sound, like ice water being poured on a burning fire.

Then, the wire directly pierced Prince Qing's thigh, burning a tiny black hole in his thigh.

Everyone saw that even in a coma, King Qing's body was shaking violently. It was obvious that he was in extreme pain.

Then, he seemed to be stimulated by the severe pain and slowly raised his head.

His eyes were confused and full of despair, and the abuse around him poured into his ears like a tide.

There was a flash of deep pain in his eyes, as well as unconcealable grief and anger. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but no words came out.

But Chen Feng had already identified the shape of his mouth, which was two words: "Unjustly accused!"

"He was wronged!"

It's a pity that there are too few people who can realize this, and those people are still insulting him crazily.

The royal guards didn't care at all. They placed the cage here just to humiliate Prince Qingjun even more.

And Yan Liang was there to add fuel to the flames. He kept using the wire to poke holes one after another in Prince Qing's body.

Prince Qingjun struggled hard, but every time he struggled, blue rays of light would flash on the iron chains, directly absorbing the strength of his struggle. In the end, her body weakened again. .

Yan Liang laughed loudly and said: "Old man, didn't you want to kill me? Didn't you say that I deceived my master and destroyed my ancestors? Didn't you say that you wanted to take my life with your own hands?"

"Hahahaha, I have been serving you for decades, so you should give me all your things. If you say I have evil intentions, well, I just have evil intentions, so what?"

"Everything you have should be mine!"

"If you don't give it to me, I'm going to steal it!"

The Prince of Qingjun stared at him angrily and roared for the first time: "You traitor, you damn traitor!"

"Old man, how dare you fucking talk nonsense here, who do you think you are? How dare you scold me?"

A flash of ferocity flashed in Yan Liang's eyes, he swung out his palm, and with a snap, the air flow condensed, and a big-eared scraper slapped Prince Qing's face hard, directly tilting Prince Qing's face, and a wisp of blood flowed out. Stay from the corners of your mouth.

When several royal guards saw this scene, they all shook their heads, with a disdainful sneer flashing on their faces, and whispered.

Chen Feng used the Martial Arts Divine Gang and immediately heard their discussion in a deliberately lowered voice.

"This Yan Liang is such an ungrateful bitch. Prince Qingjun has been so kind to him, but now he treats his mentor like this?"

"He raised him single-handedly and treated him like a father." A guard said angrily.

"If you ask me, I'll just kill him!" Another guard said angrily.

The captain of the guard seemed to have heard what the two of them said. He walked over and said meaningfully: "This Yan Liang is indeed not a good thing, but he is a good dog."

"If he hadn't contacted us on his own initiative to plant charges, create evidence, and frame up Prince Qing, we wouldn't have been able to capture Prince Qing so easily!"

After hearing this, Chen Feng's eyes showed a hint of murderous intent, and he clenched his fists.

"It turns out that Yan Liang had such a big credit behind Prince Qingjun's arrest?"

One of the guards pulled over and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, we have accomplished such a great feat this time, your Majesty... Hehe."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty has always been clear about rewards and punishments. How can I miss you?" The guard captain slapped him on the back of the head and said with a smile: "Your Majesty has long wanted to deal with King Qingjun."

"This time we have completed the errand so well, Your Majesty will definitely reward us generously."

Another guard said worriedly: "However, the troops under King Qingjun are stationed on the eastern border, but they have not surrendered yet!"

"This is not something we have to worry about." The leader of the guards laughed.

Several people looked at each other and laughed.

Yan Liang held the red-hot iron wire and stabbed Prince Qing with a ferocious smile again.

At this moment, suddenly, a low and angry roar came from behind him: "Stop!"

Yan Liang straightened his body, turned around and looked back.

Then, he saw a young man in green robe striding towards this side, his eyes full of anger and his expression cold.

Yan Liang sneered and shouted: "Who do you think you are? How dare you order me like this?"

He thought Chen Feng was a commoner.

Suddenly, he frowned, pointed at Chen Feng, and exclaimed: "You, are you Chen Feng?"

Chen Feng stared at Yan Liang and shouted coldly: "Yan Liang, King Qingjun has been so kind to you, but you bully your master and destroy your ancestors like this. You really deserve to be killed!"

"I deserve to be killed." Yes, I deserve to be killed, but so what? What can you do to me?"

A proud smile appeared on Yan Liang's face. He looked at Chen Feng, gesturing at his neck, and laughed arrogantly: "Come and kill me! Can you do it?"

"Haha, let me tell you, Chen Feng, you are really asking for your own death. If you were hiding secretly, no one would be able to do anything to you. How dare you come to your door now?"

"I'm telling you, you'll end up like this old guy soon!"

Prince Qingjun also saw Chen Feng. He shouted to Chen Feng with worry on his face: "Chen Feng, leave me alone, get out of here quickly!"