Chapter 135: Jiang Yue's death

Chapter 135 The Death of Jiang Yue
Jiang Yue's martial soul was shattered, his foundation was severely damaged, and his cultivation was even worse.
At this moment, he was already extremely weak, not to mention Yang Chen, even someone from the middle stage of the martial arts realm came, and it is estimated that he could be easily beheaded.
Yang Chen stepped forward, and the Frightening Sword pointed at him, saying, "Next, it's time to send you away."
Hearing this, Jiang Yue paled with fright, and gritted his teeth and said: "Yang Chen, you don't want to deceive too much! You killed Xu Shan and injured Nan'er first, and now you kill Han'er again! My Prince Gong's Mansion If you have no grievances or enmity with you, why do you have to fight hard?"
"No grievances and no grudges?"
Yang Chen sneered:
"Your second son, Jiangnan, is at school, threatening me with my friend’s safety and making me confederate. Your eldest son injured his friend, causing him to die and his lifespan was greatly reduced. Your subordinate Xu Shan killed me for respect. Teacher, Zhang Chunfeng!"
"You tell me, I have no enemies with you Prince Gong Mansion?"
Yang Chen sneered, killing intent in his eyes.
Even if it was him, an anger surged in his chest.
Today he will kill Jiang Yue!
"After you die, go and apologize to Teacher Zhang." Yang Chen lifted the sword, and the next moment, a cold light surged in his eyes.
That shocking evil sword pierced Jiang Yue instantly!
"stop!"
Jiang Yue roared, and said with a horrified face:
"My master is the purple-robed elder of the Open Mountain Sect. If you kill me, my master will not let you go!"
Yang Chen was unmoved.
The pace of the soles of the feet did not slow down at all, and the Jingxie Sword stabs Jiang Yue sharply.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Yue's whole person was trembling with fright, his facial features were crazily twisted, and he shouted, "No...no!"
"Save me! Master, save me!"
Hum~
The voice just fell.
Suddenly a strange wave of fluctuations sounded in the surrounding space, and a crack was suddenly torn open in the space behind Jiang Yue.
Immediately afterwards, a dry palm stretched out from it, grabbed it towards Jiang Yue, and grabbed him by the collar, trying to grab him into the gap.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Yue looked overjoyed.
However, he hadn't been surprised long before, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and said in a cold tone:
"Do you think you can run?"
The distance between the two is only half an inch!
Seeing this scene, not only Jiang Yue was shocked, even the person in the crack was shocked, and shouted angrily:
"Boy, dare you!"
"Why don't you dare?" Yang Chen sneered.
"I am the elder of the Purple Robe of the Open Mountain Sect. If you kill Jiang Yue, I will destroy you all!"
The voice roared frantically, and the tone was even more frightened, as if he was very afraid that the other party would kill Jiang Yue.
However, Yang Chen not only did not hesitate, but moved faster.
The frightening sword in his hand slashed out in an instant-
Come on!
A flash of cold light flashed, blood splattered, Jiang Yue's head was directly cut off by Yang Chen, and rolled to the ground.
The dry hand just grabbed Jiang Yue's headless corpse and stuffed it into the crack.
However, it was too late!
The next moment, with only a "bang" sound, the cracks closed and the space was calm.
There is only one head left on the ground, and there is still fear in death...
Yang Chen's wrist shook, and the blood on the sword was immediately shaken away.
Then retract the scabbard.
"Teacher, did you see that, the student avenged you."
"Under the nine springs, can you rest in peace?"
Yang Chen sighed, turned around, and walked slowly towards the Li family.
...
Qingfeng Palace.
Jiang Chixin was standing quietly in front of the window, watching the gloomy weather, and suddenly sighed quietly.
In the pair of eyes, there seemed to be a flash of anxiety.
"Your Majesty, your subordinates!"
Suddenly a voice came, Jiang Chixin turned around, and saw a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with a dragon pierced on his front kneeling behind him.
It was the Dragon Guard of the Qingfeng Empire.
The Dragon Guard is a guard subordinate to your majesty, directly under the management of the current sage, and each strength is above the ninth level of martial artist.
Jiang Chi said slowly: "How, what happened?"
The man clasped his fists and said truthfully:
"Back to your Majesty, Prince Gong is dead! It is Yang Chen who won!"
Hearing this, Jiang Chi's body was shocked, as if his center of gravity was unstable, and his body was a little staggered. In the pair of eyes, two rows of clear tears suddenly slipped down, and they whispered: "Really..."
"Is Prince Gong dead..."
The Long Wei hesitated and said: "Back to your majesty, just now, his subordinates found something in Prince Gong's mansion and want to present it to your majesty!"
"What?" Jiang Chi frowned.
I saw that Long Wei suddenly touched his arms and pulled out a large golden seal.
It's a jade seal!
"This is..." Seeing this scene, Jiang Chixin's face suddenly became gloomy.
Long Wei nodded, and said in a difficult tone: "Your Majesty's guess is correct, this is the jade seal of the new country! We also found the correspondence between Prince Gong and the monarch of Daye in Prince Gong's Mansion, which mentioned the rebellion several times. word!"
"There are also dragon robes of the new country in the mansion, and even the political laws of the new country have been drawn up..."
Speaking of this, Long Wei clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Your Majesty said before, Prince Gong, he is indeed rebellious!"
boom!
Hearing this, Jiang Chixin's face instantly became pale and bloodless.
He suddenly laughed miserably:
"Born in an emperor's house, siblings are not siblings!"
He had only guessed that Jiang Yue wanted to rebel, but now that he really confirmed it, Jiang Chixin felt a burst of emptiness in his heart, full of sadness.
"Is this dragon chair so easy to sit on?" Jiang Chi smiled bitterly, then suddenly looked at Long Wei on the ground and said coldly: "Hold your head up!"
That Long Wei was shocked, and raised his head in horror.
"I ask you, is this dragon chair easy to sit on?"
Hearing this, Long Wei was so frightened that he trembled. He squashed his head and exclaimed: "Your Majesty, the minister dare not! Even if the minister has a hundred courage, he dare not think anything!"
Hearing this, Jiang Chi sneered.
"Fine, get up."
"Weichen dare not." The Long Wei trembling, whispered: "Please stop saying the same thing, your Majesty. Weichen is timid and can't help but scare..."
"Heh." Jiang Chi smiled bitterly.
But my heart is getting desolate.
The thousands of miles in the Qing empire were all surrounded by him, but there was not even a person who dared to make friends with him. Isn't it ironic?
"By the way, Your Majesty, about Prince Gong's funeral?" Long Wei suddenly asked.
"It's business as usual. Prince Gong is a national relative, after all, it will be held as a state funeral." Jiang Chi said without looking back, "Remember, you must not say a word about Prince Gong's rebellion!"
"Otherwise, die!"
"Yes." The guard nodded quickly, frightened.
He retired respectfully.