Fan Fengmao crossed his hands in front of his chest and stood calmly, at this time, looking at the rapidly falling war knife in the air, he could no longer be calm, as a king level, he could sense how domineering this knife was.

Does he really dare to kill himself at night?

Fan Fengmao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and suddenly pulled out the weapon on his waist and blocked it in the air.

Boom –

A roar sounded, and the invisible waves brought up the dust and dead leaves of the surrounding 100 meters, like a bomb bursting, and the wind flew and scattered.

Fan Fengmao clutched his chest and took a few steps back, staring at Yebei with a pair of extremely dark eyes, only to feel a huge tremor in his internal organs.

Even Min Daohe, who was in the late stage of the king, was not his opponent, how could he be his opponent.

It's just that what he never expected was that as the head of the Sixth Division, the other party really dared to kill him.

A small Zhu God Temple master, who has no official and no lord, is so arrogant.

Ye Bei's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the weapon in Fan Fengmao's right hand.

It was a weapon resembling a dragon's mace, long and bladeless, with four edges and four feet long. Unlike Kang Longgong, the whole body is shining with a silver light like fish scales, and there are many traces of fighting on it, which is obviously very old.

"Seven Stars with Silver Scales."

Yebei looked at the weapon in Fan Fengmao's hand and sneered.

One of the top ten murder weapons in ancient times, it is the blade used by An Lushan, the synonym of revenge.

It was also the culprit who launched the Anshi Rebellion, which made the Tang Dynasty Empire, the most powerful in the prosperous era of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, go into decline, and the people of the Central Plains were devastated, mourning all over the wilderness, and they were heinous people.

Gong represents the iron-faced selflessness, a symbol of justice and authority, and only those who uphold the selfless heart of the public can comprehend the highest state of the Gong Law.

Horses stepped on both sides of the Yellow River, beat the six prefectures of Sanzhou, shocked half of the sky in the east mountain, and with a gong in hand, the king was not righteous, and the ministers were disloyal.

It is a great irony that Fan Fengmao, as the constitutional secretary of one of the six divisions, has already supervised the supreme law, and now he has such a murder weapon in his hands.

"Yebei, you dare to do it to me today, it is a great disrespect, I am the Secretary for the Constitution, except for the national decree, who can touch me!"

Fan Fengmao roared hoarsely, he was already afraid in his heart, if he was killed by Yebei today, even if he let the entire Zhu God Temple bury him, it would be far from enough.

His own life is a hundred times more precious than his Temple of the Emperor in the north of the night!

And saying the word 'national decree' is the biggest deterrent, except for the national decree, no one has the right to hurt themselves.

Yebei chuckled when he heard this, and gently wiped the God Punishment Sword in his hand with his two fingers.

"For seven years, I have guarded the frontier and killed millions of enemies."

"I have no official or lord in the north of the night, and I only stay alone in the mansion for the rest of my life."

"Xiao Xiao on the battlefield, in the face of millions of tigers and wolves outside the country, I am not afraid, do you think I will be afraid of the national decree in your mouth?"

As soon as the words fell, a white dress danced, and the terrifying murderous aura instantly filled the surroundings.

This is the style of the North King.

I don't believe in the sky, I don't believe in the earth, I only believe in the sword in my hand, and I take killing as the guardian concept.

The murderous intent has been moved, and no one can stop it.

At this moment, Fan Fengmao was finally scared, clenched the silver scale seven-star gong in his hand, and couldn't stop retreating again and again.

"Yebei, you can't kill me, you can't go beyond the national order, this is a big crime of the Nine Clans!!" Fan Fengmao hissed and roared, his eyes full of fear.

Yebei smiled indifferently, and the God Punishment War Knife in his hand gradually emitted a dazzling light, and slashed down at Fan Fengmao in the air.

The half-moon light suddenly burst out like a match, and Fan Fengmao couldn't dodge it at all, so he could only grit his molars, clench his hands on the silver scales and seven stars, and stand in front of him to block it.

Buzz –

Clang......

There was an extremely dull collision sound, accompanied by the sound of shattering, the fallen leaves on the ground were scattered in all directions, Fan Fengmao flew upside down like a broken kite, and a blood mist sprayed out of the air, falling heavily more than ten meters away.

"You...... You ......"

Fan Fengmao was lying on the ground, trying to raise his head, a pair of round eyes full of bloodshots, staring at Yebei in the distance.

"Uh......"

With a long murmur, Fan Fengmao's round eyes were not closed, and he never breathed again.

Above his chest, there were debris of the silver scales, one of which was broken and plunged straight into the heart.

Looking at Fan Fengmao, who was not breathing in the distance, Wei Sen stood in a daze, and couldn't help but shiver.

After a few seconds of silence, Wei Sen suddenly woke up, took a step forward, bowed down and clenched his fists and shouted.

"Hall Master, don't ask about the rest of the matter, I will bear all the consequences."

Everything today comes from the Jinghai Patrol Division, and as the director here, he must take all the responsibility on his body no matter what, and he can't even affect the hall master for half a point.

Killing the people in the Zeng family's gate valve can barely suppress this matter, but killing the head of the six divisions, such a serious consequence, the national capital will inevitably blame, and the temple will guard the frontier for thousands of miles, and it must not be left without an owner for a day.

Yebei threw it casually, and the sword of the god of punishment sank into the scabbard on the waist of the lonely defeated sky.

He walked straight past Wei Sen and did not speak.

At this time, Gu Yutian's originally indifferent face was extremely gloomy, his fists were clenched, and he was faintly trembling due to excessive force.

He had never believed that the Lone Army would be a rebel, and now that he knew the real reason, it was impossible to contain the anger that had been pent up in his heart for years.

The lone army was framed by the gate lords, not the rebels!

"Xiaotian, you go to Juncheng Zeng's house."

Yebei noticed the subtle change on Lonely Heaven's face.

The whole lonely family, the blood-stained battlefield guards the frontier, and they have been the same for many years, and they are all heroes.

I didn't think about it, but I was framed by those people in the gate, not only did no one survive, but also bore the shame of treason.

A whole lonely family, did not die under the enemy's sword, but died in the land they guarded every day, desperately guarding the hands of their own people, how can this lonely defeated day not be angry, the Zeng family in Juncheng belongs to the three clans of the Zeng family, let the lonely defeated day go and finish them off in person, it can be regarded as avenging the lonely family.

Hearing this, Lonely Heaven grabbed the handle of the knife with his right hand, and a burst burst up, turning into an afterimage and disappearing into the air.

Wei Sen stopped and looked at the direction in which the Lonely Heaven disappeared, without saying a word, knowing that the Zeng family, which had stood in the county town for a hundred years, would soon disappear completely as the Lord of the Lonely Heaven went forward.

In the courtyard of the patrol office, the corpses were scattered everywhere, and Wei Sen walked to Fan Fengmao's side first, dragging them for processing.

The matter has come to this point, first dispose of the corpse to prevent the news of Fan Fengmao's killing from leaking, so that you can leave some more time to think about countermeasures.

Yebei didn't stop him, walked straight back to the house, poured a cup of hot tea, and waited again to see who else would come.

Now it is known that the matter of the lone army comes from the hands of the gate lord, and only one Zeng family has no ability at all.

If you can make the internal guard of the national capital take action, this must be a national order, and there is only one department that can issue a national order, and that is the Zhiquan Division.