Chapter 120: One Man Suppresses One Country
In the square, Gan Tingjun looked at Yang Xuan blankly, losing all his ability to think.
It seems that until now, he didn't want to believe that he had been defeated by Yang Xuan, at the hands of this young man who he had always regarded as an ant.
"Brother Gan, if you don't have other means, then you can hit the road. Yang Xuan's long knife was raised slightly, aiming at his throat.
Gan Tingjun made an incomprehensible voice in his throat, opened his mouth, but said nothing.
A proud person, suddenly lost all his self-confidence, at this moment, he completely lost himself, even if he survived, he would not be able to move forward.
What's more, Yang Xuan wouldn't allow him to survive.
He sighed slightly, and the long knife stabbed forward gently, about to stab Gan Tingjun's throat.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, a voice came, and then, Yan Shixin, the emperor of Yan Kingdom, ran over frantically.
"Yang Xuan, Master Yang, you can't kill him. Yan Shixin was out of breath and ran to Yang Xuan's front and said anxiously.
"Oh?" Yang Xuan turned his head to look at him, with a smile on his face: "Why can't I kill him?"
At this moment, Sun Lianlin also swept over, his face full of urgency: "Master Yang, be merciful." ”
Yang Xuan ignored him, just smiled at Yan Shixin and said, "Tell me, why can't I kill him." ”
Yan Shixin was suffocated, yes, when Gan Tingjun wanted to kill Yang Xuan, he didn't stop it, but at this time Yang Xuan wanted to kill Gan Tingjun, but he ran out to stop it, and he couldn't say anything.
However, he knew that Yang Xuan must not be allowed to kill Gan Tingjun.
Although Gan Tingjun was defeated by Yang Xuan's men, after all, he is a first-line heavenly master, and he is also a first-line heavenly master of double flowers, with him, he can still sit in this position.
If Gan Tingjun died, his position was in jeopardy.
He didn't expect Yang Xuan to support him like Gan Tingjun.
"Master Yang, Master Gan is a first-line heaven master after all, now that I am in the Yan Kingdom, strong enemies are looking around, you must not kill him. Before Yan Shixin could speak, Sun Linlian had already spoken anxiously.
Yan Shixin nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, Master Yang, I still hope that you will let Master Gan go for the sake of my face." ”
Yang Xuan suddenly smiled, he looked at Yan Shixin and said, "What if I have to kill him?"
Yan Shixin was stunned, and felt a wave of anger rise in his heart, he had already lowered his body and pleaded like this, but Yang Xuan still insisted on going his own way.
"Master Yang, please be merciful for my sake. Yan Shixin suppressed the anger in his heart and said slowly.
"Your face?" Yang Xuan's voice was flat and bland, without joy or sorrow.
Just as everyone was looking at him and waiting for the next step, he suddenly sent the long knife in his hand forward.
"Poof!"
A slight sound sounded, and the long knife of ice and fire pierced into Gan Tingjun's heart, and then, a flame that could not feel the slightest temperature began to burn from its heart.
"Getaway...... Getaway......"
Gan Tingjun didn't seem to feel the slightest pain in his body, his eyes were still distracted, and he muttered: "Master, I'm sorry......"
Flames struck, and his consciousness was plunged into endless darkness.
Everyone was stunned, everyone was stunned.
No one thought that in the face of His Majesty's plea and Master Sun's plea, Yang Xuan would brazenly make a move and directly kill Gan Tingjun.
Long knives out of the body.
Red flames erupted from Gan Tingjun's corpse, and in the blink of an eye, it burned to ashes, and was blown by the night wind, leaving no trace.
Everyone stared blankly at the ashes flying in the sky, as if they hadn't come back to their senses, as if they were still in a dream.
Sun Lianlin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed, turned around and left.
Yan Shixin was stupid, he never thought that Yang Xuan would act blatantly in front of him, treating him as nothing.
After a long while, he came back to his senses, and felt a huge anger raging in his chest: "Yang Xuan, you ......"
Under the huge anger, he didn't even call Master Yang, but called him by his first name.
"What, what do you want to say?" Yang Xuan's long knife moved slightly, and he pointed at Yan Shixin intentionally or unintentionally.
Yan Shixin suddenly reacted, and what was standing in front of him was not an ordinary minister, but a first-line heaven master who controlled life and death and supported the sky.
Especially when Yang Xuan's Ice and Fire Long Knife was slightly pointed at him, he suddenly felt a huge cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and in an instant, it made him feel like he was falling into an ice cave.
"No, no, no, no!" Yan Shixin broke out in cold sweat on his forehead and waved his hand again and again.
Frightened, he even retreated, as if to stay away from Yang Xuan.
Obviously, there were hundreds of civil and military officials standing around, and there were countless royal forest guards not far away, but he didn't feel safe at all, and his whole body was cold.
"So, what do you have to say?" Yang Xuan's long knife turned, pointing at the civil and military officials who had already come over.
"No, no!"
"Well killed, well killed!"
"Master Yang, kill well, Gan Tingjun should have died a long time ago, he should have died a long time ago!"
"Gan Tingjun is a rebellious minister and thief, everyone gets it and punishes him, Master Yang is a pillar of the country, he is really a pillar, kill well, kill well!"
For a while, all the civil and military officials were frightened, their faces were pale, their bodies trembled, their feet retreated, and they said again and again.
"Hahahaha!" Yang Xuan laughed loudly, his voice soaring into the sky, shaking the sky and the earth.
"One person presses one country, one person presses one country!" Xuan Wenli's eyes were distracted, and he muttered in his mouth, he only felt that his husband should be like this, so he would not come to this world in vain.
"That's right!" Yang Xuan seemed to suddenly remember something, a playful smile rose on his face, and he looked at Yan Shixin, who was pale: "Aren't you going to announce the candidate for the crown prince?" ”
Yan Feiwen's heart suddenly beat vigorously, his face turned red, and for a while, Venus appeared in front of him, and his ears roared.
Yan Feiyun's face became extremely pale, and she lost her soul.
"This ...... This ......" Yan Shixin stammered, his face was extremely pale, and he was speechless for a while.
"Why, Your Majesty forgot? Do you want me to remind you? ”
As he spoke, his long knife seemed to swing slightly.
"No, no, no, remember to remember!" Yan Shixin's face was a little paler, and his eyes were full of fear.
All the civil and military officials were pale, but none of them dared to refute it.
"Remember to say it, don't let the officials wait. Yang Xuan said lightly.
"Too ...... Prince...... The crown prince is ......" Yan Shixin seemed to suddenly become stammering, unable to speak for a long time, he suddenly saw Yang Xuan's gaze look over again, his whole body trembled, and finally said: "The prince is Yan Feiwen, the seventh prince of mine." ”
After saying this, he seemed to lose the strength of his whole body, and his body fell in an instant.
"Boom!"
Yan Feiwen felt that her brain was roaring, her thinking seemed to be blank, her lips were blue, and she couldn't say anything.
The faces of the civil and military officials turned even paler, but still no one dared to stand up and refute them.
Yang Xuan looked at Yan Feiwen with a smile and said, "Don't hurry up to receive the decree and thank you!"
Yan Feiwen reacted at this time, and knelt down with trembling all over her body: "Father Xie!"
Yan Shixin smiled reluctantly: "...... Get up and flatten. ”
"No, it's not fair, it's not fair!"
Suddenly, a voice sounded wildly, and the eldest prince Yan Feiyun rushed out frantically.
"Yun'er, stand down!" Yan Shixin shouted in horror, at this juncture, he didn't expect Yan Feiyun to dare to jump out.
"No, no, Father, you promised me, you promised me. Yan Feiyun's expression was crazy, and she seemed to have completely lost her mind.
He rushed to the hundred officials and shouted frantically: "You say, you say it quickly, you all promise me." ”
All the officials lowered their heads, and some even shook off Yan Feiwen's hand.
Yan Feiyun rushed to the Queen Mother again: "Queen Mother, Queen Mother, you say, you are obedient, you all promise me." ”
The old woman sighed and turned her head away from him.
Seeing that everyone was ignoring him, Yan Feiyun rushed to Yan Shixin again, and shouted frantically: "Father, you quickly make a new decree, you make a new decree." ”
Yan Shixin sighed secretly and bowed his head silently.
Even Yan Feiwen actually had a feeling of intolerance at this moment.
"It's all you, it's all you!" Yan Feiyun rushed to Yang Xuan again, looking crazy: "It's all you who hurt me, it's all you!"
Yan Feiyun seemed to have gone crazy, he burst into tears, and kept shouting: "I am the prince, I am the prince, I am the crown prince of the Great Yan Kingdom." ”
"No, you're not!" Yang Xuan's long knife gently slashed through the night sky, the sword light was shining, tearing through the darkness: "You're just a dead prince!"
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