The National Guard Mansion has powerful people entering and leaving every day, protecting Ouyang Jingwu layer by layer in order to ensure the safety of Ouyang Jingwu.
For forces like the Divine Court, it is not a problem to die Ouyang Jingwu, but Ouyang Jingwu must not be convicted, must not die at the hands of the saint Ye Feng, and must not let the name of the Emperor's Supervisory be spread throughout the world again.
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Without any dynasty power, I would tremble under the supervision of the Emperor's Supervisor!
As the emperor, he didn't want to hang a sword of Damoris that could fall at any time above his head.
Therefore, Ye Feng must die, and the luck of the Emperor's Supervisor must never rise again!
And the key to all this is to Ouyang Jingwu’s safety!
"Master, don't worry, Your Majesty and the people from the Divine Court are in the mansion. Even if Ye Feng and Xu Wenru have three heads and six arms, they will not be able to break in. If things really get serious, Your Majesty may take action directly. Your Majesty wants to destroy the Emperor's Prison has already
It's been a long time, but I still remember the scene when His Majesty was forced to issue a self-criticism by that saint. His Majesty regards it as a great humiliation. Now he will definitely use all his strength to suppress the Emperor's Superintendent! The master will not only be fine, but will also rise to the top!"
"Hahahahaha! So, I want to thank this little beast Ye Feng! When this matter is over, I will dig out more heart and liver to nourish myself. As long as my strength goes further, I can survive forever
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Ouyang Jingwu showed a bloodthirsty smile: "There is only a dead end to be an enemy of me!"
Just as Ouyang Jingwu was preparing for his 60th birthday, Ye Feng was rushing into the fourth grade of the Xuan level!
Since he officially became a disciple of a saint, an invisible force of luck fell on him, and it seemed that an invisible power was constantly increasing.
Ye Feng knew that maybe this was cause and effect!
Even though the saint has passed away for nearly fifty years, the billions of creatures who have received the kindness of the saints in the nine heavens are still thinking about the goodness of the saints and accepting the inheritance of the saints themselves. Naturally, some of the saints’ luck will be blessed, which undoubtedly accelerates Ye
The speed of Feng’s cultivation and some shackles are no longer a problem. In addition to the popular sales of beauty pills, Ye Feng is not short of spirit stones at all.
In this case, Ye Feng's realm was as strong as a bamboo shoot, and he had reached the peak of the fifth grade, only one step away from the fourth grade of the Xuan level.
"break!"
Ye Feng made a fuss, and the blood in his body boiled like a volcano eruption, and his vitality was like a tornado hurricane!
Crack! Crack!
Ye Feng's body made a crackling sound, and the bright red aura danced wildly. In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng's breath was already the fourth grade of the Xuan level, and it was still climbing.
Practicing the power of the people's luck has a significant effect on improving the realm.
call!
Ye Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air, restraining the aura that soared into the sky, dispersing his spiritual consciousness, and his perception became stronger.
Now in Jiutian, the people at the bottom are extremely depressed. They have always been cautious and live in fear, but Ye Feng knew that they were angry and had expectations for themselves.
Once you kill your uncle, the power of luck that you can get will surely explode!
Everyone has endured it for too long!
Someone needs to roar unwillingly for them.
Three days passed in a flash, and the 60th birthday of the national uncle Ouyang Jingwu arrived as scheduled.
The nobles of the Daqian Empire had already smelled the will of the emperor and came to congratulate him with their relatives and great gifts. The forces within the Daqian Empire had arrived early in the morning and were ready long ago.
I gave me a gift and talked and laughed with Ouyang Jingwu.
There are also some sect forces coming with the mentality of watching the fun.
In short, Ouyang Jingwu’s 60th birthday is extremely lively and grand!
Ouyang Jingwu was in the limelight for a while!
"Fairy Luo Li, the goddess of Xuelan Sect, is here!"
"Yin Bai, the head of the Divine Court, is here!"
"Zhao Kuo, the elder of the Medicine King Pavilion, arrive!"
That's when
Luo Li was wearing a purple skirt, coming in a stylish manner, her every frown and smile was charming, making people unable to help but look at her side. Yin Bai was wearing a black robe with frost on her face, while Zhao Kuo, the Medicine King Pavilion, was
With a smile on his face...
As the three of them arrived, the specifications of this birthday were undoubtedly improved by a point.
Ouyang Jingwu laughed happily, especially after that the emperor's congratulations came, and he even named Ouyang Jingwu as Duke. Ouyang Jingwu was extremely honored, but he was said to be an extremely powerful minister!
The lively atmosphere of the Guojiu Mansion made the people at the bottom angry!
Especially those who have lost their own children, especially those parents who have just had their own children, all have bloodshot eyes.
Could it be,
Isn't anyone punishing this beast?
"Oh, even the Medicine King Pavilion stands on Ouyang Jingwu's side. Even if Ye Feng becomes a saint disciple, he is still powerless. We... should leave the Daqian Empire."
"But, where can we go? This is our home!"
"My child has not been found yet, and I don't know if it's been dug up! Why is the emperor so indulging in this way? I really want to force us to death!"
"The emperor is unrighteous, but unfortunately the emperor's supervision is no longer the same. The general trend is that we are just ordinary people, without the power to tie a chicken, what can we do? I hope Ye Feng will not show up. This is obviously a battle.
If Ye Feng really comes, there will be a life-and-death crisis!"
"Ye Feng...ah..."
"I am old but not dead, but I am a thief. I'm here to celebrate my birthday!"
It was at this moment that Ye Feng's voice, like a thunder sound, rang from far to near, and lingered over the uncle's mansion, for a long time!
Everyone looked at the source of the sound and saw Ye Feng carrying a coffin in one hand and heading towards the uncle's mansion step by step.
Consort the coffin to celebrate the birthday!
Everyone looked at each other and made way for Ye Feng. His heart was raised to his throat, and his blood was surging!
The man didn't disappoint them, he came!
boom!
Ye Feng smiled grimly and threw the coffin at his uncle Ouyang Jingwu.
"court death!"
A bang!
The uncle Ouyang Jingwu punched forward and directly smashed the coffin to pieces. But what Ouyang Jingwu didn't notice was that there was an invisible powder falling on him in the coffin.
Ouyang Jingwu took a step forward, followed by several powerful people in the heavenly level, with a huge murderous intention: "Ye Feng, what do you mean!"
"What do you mean? Can't you see that the uncle of the country? I'm here to deliver the coffin to the uncle!" Ye Feng smiled freely, his eyes flashed over the people coming from Zhao Kuoluoli and other forces.
These people,
Even though he knew that Ouyang Jingwu was tying people's hearts and his crimes were so great, he still stood on Ouyang Jingwu's side. Especially the dazzling decree, he named Ouyang Jingwu the Duke? It was a huge joke!
If Ouyang Jingwu really gets his wish, there will only be more dead people!
These people can be honest and put their own interests first, but Ye Feng does not allow people like Ouyang Jingwu to continue to exist!