Liu Yan drank angrily, he didn't want to take care of Donglin, but the other party didn't know what to do, he insisted on hitting the muzzle, looking at Tanglin with a gloomy face, and his cold gaze made Donglin involuntarily furious, this is the majesty of the emperor, even if he is weak, he cannot be insulted.

Tanglin's whole body trembled, one hand pointed at Liu Yan, his face turned red and wanted to speak but he couldn't say it for a long time, and he was depressed for a while.

Liu Yan's sudden move made the officials in the court also stunned, I don't know what to say, Kong Wu Dahan first stood aside and said nothing, and the other officials were like this, waiting for Liu Yan's choice.

"Beiming, Heavenly Soldier Dynasty, hehe" Liu Yan stared at Beiming, who was wearing a prince's suit, and said slowly, and then looked at Dongling, "It's a good means, I can even rebel against my younger brother, it's good, it's a good means." He clapped his hands as he spoke.

"Huh, Donglin, things have developed to this point, do you still have to hold on?" Beiming's premonition in his heart became worse and worse, looking at the current Donglin, he even felt a strange urgency, such a calm and calm posture made him panic.

"Hehe, where has it been?" Liu Yan sneered and asked, "Do you want to use the hands of my second brother to destroy my country?" said casually, but everyone present was shocked, not because they wanted to destroy the country, but because Liu Yan's casualness, they couldn't see where Liu Yan's confidence was, "Could it be that Your Majesty is confident that you can keep the country?" This was everyone's idea, and the field fell silent for a while.

Seeing that no one spoke, Liu Yan slowly walked towards the throne above the main hall, not caring about everyone's eyes at all, Beiming's heartbeat intensified rapidly, in short, he was extremely unhappy in his heart now, he wanted to take Liu Yan down directly, with the power behind him, no one must be able to do anything to him, but the bad feeling in his heart could not make him make a good move, and his face began to be gloomy, looking at Liu Yan who was walking towards the throne.

At this moment, as the prince of the Tianyan Dynasty, Tanglin's eyes were fierce, and he glanced at those guards, and the guards immediately rushed towards Liu Yan with their knives, and the sharp blades were those officials panicked, "Your Majesty be careful." Seeing that the blade was about to be cut off, Liu Yan continued to walk forward as if he didn't know it at all. Wherever the character officials shout, it is useless.

"Haha, big brother, Donglin, this throne will eventually belong to me. Seeing that Liu Yan didn't react, Tanglin laughed wildly, and the wrench in his hand also turned faster and faster, and then, all over his body, a smart wind rose, "Thorn, bang." The purple python robe exploded with a bang, revealing a shining five-clawed dragon robe.

Seeing this, although the bad thing in his heart always existed, he was also puzzled, because seeing that the Eastern Emperor in front of him was about to be beheaded in the court, he sighed slightly, and then nodded to the few people around him who were carrying swords, and was about to leave.

"Are you leaving? Suddenly, Liu Yan's words came from above the silent court, so plain, it really forced Beiming's pace to stop. Then he looked at Donglin, who asked the guards to make a move, "Hehe, as the prince of the Tianyan Dynasty, my second brother, flesh and blood, you really disappointed me." ”

As soon as Liu Yan said, Donglin, who was already crazy, was even more manic at this time, like a demon, "Donglin, today you are already dead, don't talk so much nonsense, give your life to this king, you give it to this king." Tanglin roared angrily, and then stretched out his hands, and a white brilliance was born in his hand, slowly elongated, forming a soft sword, and Jian Cheng immediately stabbed at Liu Yan.

Liu Yan, who was made by Tanglin's hand, was strange, and said lightly, "Soul Control Master?" Some doubts, although from Donglin's mind, Liu Yan already knew that the cultivators in this world were cultivating a kind of spirit control technique, but he had never seen it, and in his memory, the so-called second brother did not understand the spirit control technique, "Is it because of my arrival that all this has changed?" Although he was puzzled, Liu Yan would not wait stupidly for the attack to come, and the soles of his feet suddenly exerted force, and he jumped back directly.

"Haha, my eldest brother, you don't have to struggle, are you wondering why I became a spirit controller, haha, this is my chance, my chance. Like a mad demon, the long sword swung it, stirring the aura in the air and slashing towards Liu Yan. "Dead and dead. The voice full of hatred made Liu Yan sigh in his heart.

"Donglin, this is his choice, I won't stay any longer. "There was sadness in his eyes, and the next moment the sadness was gone, and suddenly a domineering momentum rose in the hall, with Liu Yan as the center, a blood qi erupted from Liu Yan's body, and the palm of his hand was empty, and he slowly pulled back, and suddenly there was a touch of red blood in the space, and when Liu Yan's breath erupted, when the hall was above, the faces of the crows were silent, and Kong Wu Dahan was a dynasty official, but also a spirit controller, Liu Yan's breath could not be clearer," Spirit King, this is the Spirit King strong, haha, God bless my dynasty, I didn't expect Your Majesty to be the Spirit King strong, haha, all the soldiers will follow me to see Your Majesty. ”

"My emperor is mighty, long live, long live, long live. ”

When the Prime Minister of the "Spirit King" admonished Liu Yan heard this, cold sweat flowed from his face, and he immediately summoned the officials around him, "Congratulations to Your Majesty, Your Majesty has a long life." ”

When the courtiers bowed their heads, at this moment Liu Yan suddenly felt a strange power transmitted from the void, this power was peculiar, as soon as it was passed down, Liu Yan felt a sense of nobility, a trust, with the courtiers kneeling down to the ministers, the power became more and more intense.

"You, you," Dongling, who rushed towards Liu Yan, suddenly panicked and abandoned the long sword, and was about to retreat, but how could Liu Yan, who had already made up his mind, stop.

"Chop" shouted loudly in the air, and the red blood was completely pulled out of the void by Liu Yan, and with a slash of the momentum, the scarlet arc knife qi slashed through the main hall in an instant.

"Tick, tick, bell, bell," blood dripped, the long sword fell to the ground, and all the guards who rushed towards Liu Yan were all cut in two pieces in an instant, and the hall was silent, at this time, Liu Yan's figure flickered, and he strangled it with one hand, only to see that Donglin was discouraged, frightened, and struggling to be held in the air by Liu Yan.

"You should have been sentenced to death, but as my only younger brother, I will let you go and be a mortal from now on," Liu Yan said as he probed his palm into Tanglin's abdomen, and a stream of spiritual power reached out.

With a pop, like a deflated balloon, Donglin's whole body was paralyzed, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and there was no hope on his gray face, "Ha, hahaha, hahaha." ”

"Take him down. Liu Yan said majestically, put Tanglin down.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Kong Wu Dahan worshiped in his eyes, and immediately bowed down.

Kong Wu Dahan immediately gathered a group of officials and took Tanglin down, at this time, the courtiers knelt on the ground, their bodies trembled, on the one hand, they were excited because of Liu Yan's strength, and on the other hand, Liu Yan's atrocities made them tremble.

"Dongdonglin, you turned out to be a strong spirit king. "The voice trembled, no longer the arrogance of the past, Beiming stammered, and kept retreating, the spirit controller is the name of the cultivator in the Yuan Desolate Realm, different from Shenzhou, the spirit controller controls the spiritual power and forms a natal magic weapon in the body, which is as important as the second life of the cultivator, just want to face the white jade stone steps on the mountain in the east, which is also the natal magic weapon of the east, and the level of the spirit control master from low to high are, the spirit master, the spirit master, the spirit sect, the spirit king, the spirit emperor five levels, this is the root of Beiming's fear," This even means that as long as the Spirit King does not come out, the Tianyan Dynasty is almost invincible. ”

"Spirit King, you are the Spirit King, how is this possible, how old are you, how can you be the Spirit King. Several other sword cultivators beside Beiming had jealous faces, with Liu Yan being about twenty years old, but the strength of the Spirit King, it was really unbelievable, they all shook their heads in disbelief, and even a young man directly pulled out the long sword behind him, and pointed at the long sword, and suddenly the light on the long sword was dazzling, and he immediately drank coldly, "Look at the sword, the butterfly dances lightly." The long sword danced, ethereal and chic, like a flying butterfly, the trajectory was difficult, and suddenly the long sword stabbed forward, suddenly the tip of the sword pointed down, and the man dancing the sword pulled his hands upward, and a white light slashed towards Liu Yan.

When the white light came, Liu Yan did not dodge or dodge, and looked at each other coldly, when the white light came, Liu Yan showed disdain, and his empty palm reached out to Bai Mang, who actually wanted to use his flesh and blood to catch the opponent's sword.

"Hmph, arrogant, even the Spirit King wouldn't dare to take my sword qi so easily. The man dancing the sword had a mocking face, as if he wanted to laugh at Liu Yan for not knowing what to do, and wanted to see Liu Yan make a fool of himself, but all this was destined to disappoint him, the white light collided with the palm of his hand, and the sound of the bell was completely like a slash on fine iron, and the white light was directly grabbed by Liu Yan with one hand.

"It can't be, yes. The sword-dancing man suddenly went crazy, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out again and again, and the white mangs continued, but no matter what he did, he couldn't pose any threat to Liu Yan.

"Hmph, that's enough. Like thunder, the red blood slashed out, and immediately the blood-colored horse slashed through, and the man dancing the sword stopped moving in an instant.

"You" stopped breathing, his eyes were unwilling, with a hint of regret, and he fell to the ground.

"Huh. A chuckle sounded, and Liu Yan slowly looked at Beiming. In the main hall, the atmosphere was completely solidified