But this handsome prince didn't care about these things now, because at this time there was a person kneeling in front of him, a man who covered his body with a black cloak.

Ying Zhan squinted his eyes, looked at the man who was kneeling on one knee, and said with a slight gaze.

"Commander Bai, since the matter is serious, you can tell your father who is in Chenyang City, why did you come to the border thousands of miles away to tell me?"

The black-robed man's body shook, and then he slowly raised his head, revealing the rough face with a beard and said.

"Your Highness, the last general thinks that this matter will not be known to His Majesty and will be angry. "

Tapping his fingers on the armrest of the seat, Win Zhan was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Tell me, what's the matter, let Commander Bai lead you to report it in person. "

The kneeling man took a deep breath, then saluted again to the winning battle on the seat, and said in a deep voice.

"Your Highness, the last general recently learned that a year ago, there was a young man in the Lingyun Sword Pavilion who used the Imperial Clan's peerless school in front of everyone's eyes to burn the emperor and ......."

As soon as the words fell, the armrests of the hundred-year-old willow wood exploded in an instant, and the sawdust flew, setting off the somewhat hideous face of the winning battle, and the indescribable horror, tyranny, and abuse.

The cold words floated out word by word in the mouth of the winning battle.

"Really?"

The man knelt a little lower and said in a trembling voice.

"It's true, according to Inuzi Baichi's description, at that moment, he really saw the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi burning! Not only that, but the young man even advanced directly from the peak of the third order to the beginning of the fifth order, and even broke the right arm of the dog holding the sword with a sword. "

The middle-aged man kneeling was Bai Chi's father, the deputy commander of the Chenyang City Protector Army, Bai Yan.

The Imperial General of the Sixth Order Middle Realm, in front of this black-robed prince, didn't even have the qualifications to raise his head, not to mention the gloomy man beside the prince whose aura could not control a certain realm, even if the prince himself had reached the strength of the Seventh Order Sword Sect, he could not tolerate any disrespectful behavior.

Slowly closing his eyes, Win Zhan said coldly.

"Okay, I know, go down, don't alarm my father for the time being, I'll deal with it. "

"Your Highness. "

After speaking, the burly figure slowly retreated.

After Bai Yan left, the scene was silent, and after a long time, Chenshan was the first to speak, his voice a little hoarse and a little cold.

"It seems that the man took in a student. "

Win Zhan's face was extremely cold, and the royal family's peerless school appeared on a little-known teenager, which in itself was the biggest insult to the Ying clan's royal family, not to mention that the young man was a student of You Zi'an.

After You Zi'an is the emperor's teacher, his students can only be the emperor, or the person who is about to become the emperor, then this matter will become very clear.

You Zi'an plans to teach another emperor to replace the imperial power of the Ying clan!

"Lingyun Sword Pavilion ......"

Win Zhan slowly muttered about this famous No. 1 Sword Cultivation Sect in the continent, but what appeared in his mind was the name of another person, and that person's name also resounded throughout the continent, the first day in the world, Xu Jiu'er.

The person he had been thinking about for a long time, although he had never seen her true face, but through the portrait transmitted by the world, when he saw the girl for the first time, he couldn't extricate himself.

Compared with the wishful thinking of Bai Chi and others, he, the future Emperor of the Patriotic State and the future lord of the world, no matter how you look at it, this idea is not too much.

Thinking of this, Win Zhan turned his head sideways and said to the empty side.

"What do you think of Lord Black Dragon?"

A Miaoman's black figure slowly appeared, and said with a smile on his bewitching face.

"Naturally, we killed to prevent future troubles, in the past ten years, we have not been able to find that man, isn't it because he is alone and unpredictable?

Listening to the killing intent in Rouge's words, a touch of madness rose in the eyes of the victorious battle.

And Chenshan, who had been standing quietly on the side, flashed in his eyes, sighed, and didn't say anything more.

So, a crazy and magnificent murderous plan took shape in this hall.

Far East, the Stygian Moon Sect, a handsome man with short hair, stood in the luxurious and spacious hall, his eyes eagerly looking at the middle-aged man on the throne in the middle of the hall.

The bald middle-aged man squinted at the letter in his hand, and the corners of his mouth slowly brought a hint of a smile to his mouth.

"Chen'er, it seems that the time has come. "

The short-haired man under the throne saluted the middle-aged man and then said.

"More than ten years of waiting, finally let me wait for the beginning of this change, thanks to the teacher's support and cultivation over the years, Liang Chen's life is unforgettable!"

The middle-aged man laughed a few times, and his voice was strong and loud.

"Don't worry, Chen'er, teacher, I will definitely be able to let you wash away the hatred of the country for more than ten years!

As the words fell, a figure in a silver robe appeared in the main hall, saluted the middle-aged man on the throne, and said.

"Sect Master. "

Looking at the ninth-order aura exuded by the silver-robed man, he smiled with satisfaction and said.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Nangong, you have entered the Ninth Order Realm, this time, you will accompany Chen'er to Hidden Sword Mountain. "

The silver-robed man replied coldly.

"Yes, Sect Master. "

was about to turn around and leave, but the middle-aged man stopped him again and asked with a smile.

"You have advanced to the Ninth Order Realm, I don't know what chance you have of winning against Xiao Yunqi's old goblin again?"

After a moment of silence, the silver-robed man replied.

"Three points. "

Xiao Yunqi, the pavilion master of Lingyun Sword Pavilion, has the reputation of Lingyun Sword Saint for nearly a hundred years, but after all, he is a sword saint at the peak of the eighth order, he is a strong man who has advanced to the ninth order, and he only has a three-point chance of winning in the face of him.

Listening to the three-point odds in the mouth of the silver-robed man, the middle-aged man nodded and said.

"It's enough, at that time, there will be more than a wave of people from my Dark Moon Sect who will go to the Hidden Sword Mountain......"

Liang Chen on the side bent down and said to the two again.

"Thank you, teacher, Uncle Nangong. "

When he raised his head, a flame called Fanatic burned in his eyes!

At this time, Lynn, who was practicing in the Sword Pavilion, did not have the slightest consciousness of becoming the culprit of the chaos in the mainland in the future, because at this time he was frowning and looking at the red-clothed girl in front of him helplessly.

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