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"Kill him!" These generals and phantoms all have the peak strength of the martial arts, and at this time, they swarmed up, and the phantom of the spear in their hands was full of killing opportunities! And a Wenbao appeared in the hand of the scholar again, flying into the air, and constantly let out a terrifying howl.

This is a treasure made of the skin of a king-level fierce beast, which can dementor the soul and make people feel turbulent.

However, Zhuang Yichen's ancestor is so stable that he can kill people, how can he be controlled by the mere master Wenbao.

With a move of his hand, the Qiuyuan Sword appeared in the other hand, and the two swords swung at the same time, instantly killing these phantom warriors.

"I thought you would run away!" Zhuang Yichen looked at the scholar and asked strangely.

"I will kill you today!" said the scholar fiercely, in fact, if he couldn't kill Zhuang Yichen, he would be greatly punished, and even his position would fall.

So he can only give it a go, and if he succeeds, it will be the future of the writer.

The Wen Shi stretched out his hand to take a little of the fierce beast Wenbao, and shouted in his mouth: "Burst!"

After the loud bang, the literary master showed a distressed expression, but the battle poems had condensed in the air again, and a silver giant sword appeared.

Zhuang Yichen's expression was indifferent, and the ancestral knot at the center of his eyebrows suddenly appeared, looking at the literary master!

"Look at me!" he exclaimed.

The Wen Master's body trembled, and he couldn't help but look over, and this look made his body tremble, and he couldn't move! "Ancestral Secret! How can a mere Saint Pre-Martial Artist have the Ancestral Secret that only a bachelor-level powerhouse has?"

I knew that this person was so difficult, and I couldn't kill myself! But after all, there was no regret in this world, Zhuang Yichen killed him with a sword, and then put away his sword and froze.

"In the future, it seems that it is not suitable to go out to sit in the official sedan chair, and it will hurt the life of the sedan chair man in vain!" Zhuang Yichen sighed lightly, and quickly left after incinerating the body of the literary master.

Under the shield of the heavenly machine, no one will know what is happening here, and everything seems so quiet.

When Zhuang Yichen arrived at the palace, he was exempted from sending a team to enter the palace by virtue of his status as a cavalry guard in front of the palace, but entered directly through another small door like a cabinet official, and then rested in a comfortable office room.

At this time, there were already seven or eight elderly officials in the office room, all of whom were at the level of first and second grades.

I couldn't help but be surprised to see such a young official recently. I just wanted to reprimand, but I saw that the other party was wearing a second-grade national robe.

The Duke of the Kingdom is a title, and it is normal not to go to court, unless the other party has a formal official position.

"Zhuang Yichen, the horseman in front of the palace, has seen all the adults!" he smiled and saluted, making it impossible to find fault with him.

Yi Wenru, who was sitting in the first place, couldn't help but jump in his eyebrows, and the surging power of Wenru almost couldn't control his shot.

Obviously, he has cooperated with the Xia family to shield the heavenly machine, can't the two masters still be able to keep a mere martial artist? Even if he is a saint-former martial artist, the third place on the ground list will not have the strength to escape.

What happened in the middle? Yi Wenru flashed through countless possibilities in his mind, but in the end, he still couldn't come up with an accurate result.

Under the shielding of the heavenly machine, the demi-saints have no power to know, let alone the literary appearance.

"It turned out to be a loyal and brave man!"

"Disrespectful, disrespectful!" these officials all greeted Zhuang Yichen politely, but no one took Zhuang Yichen in their eyes.

After all, they are all cabinet officials at the level of literary heroes, where can they see a mere martial artist.

Even if he was already a saint-former martial artist, he was nothing! From a jinshi to a master to a hero, the gap between him was more than one big river.

What's more, Yi Wenru has not taken care of Zhuang Yichen until now, which shows that it is true that the Yi family dislikes him in the legend.

"Zhuang Yichen is not dead, how is this possible?" At this time, the martial arts of the Xia family received Yi Wenru's summons, and he was taken aback.

This assassination was carefully planned by himself and kept it for three months. The two masters are also top-notch figures at the beginning of the master's rank, and they have extremely rich experience in fighting.

With these two people joining forces, they can't kill a single Zhuang Yichen? How is this possible? The Xia family's martial arts heroes almost suspected that Yi Wenru was dizzy and misunderstood.

"Let's stop this matter for the time being, I'll think of another way!" Yi Wenru sent another message with an expressionless face.

Yi Feiyang has returned to the Yi family, although his strength has improved to the peak of lifting, but it is not a level compared to Zhuang Yichen at all.

This is the only male in the third generation of the Yi family, and Yi Wenru does not allow him to have any mistakes and obstacles.

In fact, Yi Wenru still admires Zhuang Yichen quite a bit in his heart, but appreciation is appreciation, a character like him is extremely firm in his heart and has formed his own exclusive path of the Holy Dao.

Zhuang Yichen found a place at the bottom and sat down, closing his eyes and recuperating.

His bearing at this time was calm and graceful, and it was not at all like the first time he had come to the court! No matter how much these cabinet bigwigs looked down on him, they had to admit that this son was indeed extraordinary.

"Zhongyong Gong, wait a minute, you will be the last one on the left!" "Gong Hai's voice suddenly came, obviously mentioning him.

"Thank you, Grandpa Hai!" Zhuang Yichen also passed over.

After a while, suddenly there was a crisp sound of jade pan knocking, and the cabinet bigwigs immediately got up and dressed up and lined up in two columns in an orderly manner.

Zhuang Yichen also got up immediately and stood quietly on the left, the officials glanced at him, but no one said anything.

Coming out of the office room, there was immediately a big eunuch leading the way towards the Golden Palace.

This scene is similar to the costume drama that Zhuang Yichen watched on the earth back then, and it will be grander.

There was an extra person in the official sequence for no reason, so as soon as he stood up, Zhuang Yichen felt many surprised eyes coming towards him.

"Your Majesty has arrived!" After a breathless call, Emperor Yan climbed onto the dragon chair and nodded to the bead curtain next to him before sitting down.

There is no doubt that the eldest princess was behind the bead curtain, and Emperor Yan once again handed over the ruling power to the eldest princess.

But they were helpless, because Emperor Yan had not yet officially become a pro-government, and who held power was a matter for the royal family before Emperor Yan was eighteen years old.

But today, it was an excellent opportunity, and Yi Wenru had already sketched out an excellent plan in his mind, which could make it difficult for the eldest princess to take care of it.

All the officials began to salute and go through some complicated procedures, but this was not a wonderful thing for Zhuang Yichen.

At the beginning, there were some trivial things, and there were some appointments and dismissals in unimportant positions.