In the square, Gan Tingjun stared blankly at Yang Xuan. He had lost all ability to think.
Even now, he was still unwilling to believe that he had been defeated by Yang Xuan. He had been defeated by this young man whom he had always regarded as an ant.
"Brother Gan, if you have no other means, you can go on your way." Yang Xuan raised his saber slightly and aimed it at Gan Tingjun's throat.
Gan Tingjun made an incomprehensible sound from his throat. He opened his mouth but did not say anything.
A proud person had suddenly lost all his confidence. At this moment, he had completely lost himself. Even if he survived, he would not be able to improve.
Moreover, Yang Xuan would not allow him to live.
He sighed slightly and gently thrust his saber forward. It was about to pierce Gan Tingjun's throat.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, a voice was heard. Then, the Yan Emperor, Yan Shixin, ran over frantically.
"Yang Xuan, Grandmaster Yang, you can't kill him." Yan Shixin panted as he ran to Yang Xuan and said anxiously.
"Oh?" Yang Xuan turned his head and looked at him. He had a faint smile on his face. "Why can't I kill him?"
At this moment, Sun Lianlin also rushed over. His face was filled with anxiety. "Grandmaster Yang, please have mercy."
Yang Xuan ignored him and smiled at Yan Shixin. "Tell me, why can't I kill him?"
Yan Shixin was stunned. Yes, when Gan Tingjun wanted to kill Yang Xuan, he did not stop him. Now that Yang Xuan wanted to kill Gan Tingjun, he ran out to stop him. It was unreasonable.
However, he knew that he could not let Yang Xuan kill Gan Tingjun.
Although Gan Tingjun had been defeated by Yang Xuan, he was still a One-Line Heaven expert. Moreover, he was a Two-Flower One-Line Heaven expert. With him around, he could still sit in his position.
If Gan Tingjun died, his position would be in danger.
He didn't expect Yang Xuan to support him like Gan Tingjun did.
"Grandmaster Yang, Grandmaster Gan is a One-Line-Sky expert. Right now, I, Yan, am surrounded by powerful enemies. You must not kill him." Before Yan Shixin could speak, Sun Linlian anxiously spoke up.
Yan Shixin quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, yes. Grandmaster Yang, I hope you can give this emperor some face and let Grandmaster Gan go."
Yang Xuan suddenly smiled. He looked at Yan Shixin and asked, "What if I insist on killing him?"
Yan Shixin choked and felt anger rise in his heart. He had already lowered himself to plead, but Yang Xuan was still stubbornly insisting on his own way.
"Grandmaster Yang, please give me some face and show mercy," Yan Shixin said slowly, suppressing the anger in his heart.
"Your face?" Yang Xuan's voice was flat and emotionless.
Just as everyone was looking at him and waiting for him to continue, he suddenly thrust the long saber in his hand forward.
"Pu!"
With a slight sound, the Ice Fire Saber pierced Gan Tingjun's heart. Immediately after, a flame that couldn't be felt at all began to burn from his heart.
"Carefree Return … Carefree Travel …"
Gan Tingjun didn't seem to feel the pain in his body. His eyes were still dazed as he muttered, "Master, I'm sorry …"
As the flames attacked him, his consciousness fell into boundless darkness.
Everyone was stunned. Everyone was stunned.
No one would have thought that in the face of His Majesty's pleas and Grandmaster Sun's pleas, Yang Xuan would brazenly attack and directly kill Gan Tingjun.
The long saber left the body.
Gan Tingjun's body emitted a red flame. In the blink of an eye, it was burned to ashes. When the night wind blew, it disappeared without a trace.
Everyone stared blankly at the ashes flying in the sky. It was as if they hadn't recovered yet. It was as if they were still in a dream.
Sun Lianlin was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and sighed. He turned and left.
Yan Shixin was stupefied. No matter what, he would never have thought that Yang Xuan would brazenly attack in front of him. He treated him as if he didn't exist.
After a while, he regained his senses. He felt a huge anger burning in his chest. "Yang Xuan, you …"
Under the huge anger, he didn't even call Grandmaster Yang. Instead, he directly called him by his name.
"What, do you have something to say?" Yang Xuan's long saber moved slightly and pointed at Yan Shixin.
Yan Shixin suddenly reacted. The person standing in front of him wasn't an ordinary minister. He was a master who controlled life and death and supported the heavens.
Especially when Yang Xuan's Ice Fire Saber was slightly pointed at him, he suddenly felt a huge chill rush from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head. In an instant, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"No, no, no, no!" Yan Shixin's forehead was covered in cold sweat as he waved his hands.
In his panic, he even retreated as if he wanted to get as far away from Yang Xuan as possible.
There were clearly hundreds of civil and military officials standing around him, and there were clearly countless Imperial Guards nearby, but he didn't feel safe at all. His entire body was shivering.
"Then, do you have anything to say?" Yang Xuan turned his saber and pointed it at the approaching civil and military officials.
"No, no!"
"Well killed, well killed!"
"Grandmaster Yang, well killed! Gan Tingjun should have died long ago, long ago!"
"Gan Tingjun was a rebel and a traitor, and everyone had the right to punish him. Grandmaster Yang has eliminated a scourge for the country and is truly a pillar of support. Well killed, well killed!"
For a moment, the civil and military officials were all frightened. Their faces paled and their bodies trembled as they backed away.
"Hahahaha!" Yang Xuan loudly laughed, his voice soaring into the heavens.
"One man suppressing a country, one man suppressing a country!" Xuan Wenli muttered, his eyes dazed. He felt that this was the way a man should live, so that he wouldn't have wasted his time in this world.
"Right!" Yang Xuan seemed to suddenly think of something, and a playful smile appeared on his face. He looked at the pale Yan Shixin and said, "Weren't you going to announce the Crown Prince? Announce it now. "
Yan Feiwen's heart suddenly began to thump, his face flushing red. For a moment, he saw stars and his ears were ringing.
Yan Feiyun's face was as pale as a sheet, and he seemed to have lost his soul.
"This … this …" Yan Shixin's mouth was agape and his face was pale. For a moment, he couldn't speak.
"What? Has Your Majesty forgotten? Do you need me to remind you? "
As he spoke, his saber began to waver.
"No, no, no, I remember, I remember!" Yan Shixin's face paled even more, his eyes filled with fear.
The civil and military officials all paled, but none of them dared to retort.
"If you remember, then say it. Don't make the officials wait too long," Yang Xuan indifferently said.
"Crown … Crown Prince … The Crown Prince is …" Yan Shixin suddenly stuttered, unable to speak for a long time. He suddenly saw Yang Xuan look over, and his body trembled. Finally, he said, "The Crown Prince is Our Seventh Prince, Yan Feiwen."
After saying this, he seemed to have lost all his strength, and his body instantly bent over.
Boom!
Yan Feiwen felt his mind explode, and his mind went blank. His lips turned blue, and he couldn't speak.
The civil and military officials all paled, but none of them dared to retort.
Yang Xuan smiled at Yan Feiwen and said, "Hurry up and accept the decree and give your thanks!"
Only then did Yan Feiwen react. His entire body trembled as he knelt. "Thank you, Imperial Father!"
Yan Shixin forced a smile and said, "Get … get up, you may rise."
"No, this isn't fair, this isn't fair!"
Suddenly, a frenzied voice rang out. The First Prince, Yan Feiyun, charged out.
"Yun 'er, back down!" Yan Shixin shouted in fear. At this juncture, he didn't expect Yan Feiyun to dare to jump out.
"No, no, Imperial Father, you promised me, you promised me." Yan Feiyun's God Cloud was frenzied, and he seemed to have completely lost his mind.
He rushed in front of the officials and shouted crazily, "Tell me, tell me quickly, you all promised me."
The officials all lowered their heads, and some even shook off Yan Feiwen's hand.
Yan Feiyun then rushed in front of the Empress Dowager. "Empress Dowager, Empress Dowager, tell me, you all promised me."
The old woman sighed and turned her head away, no longer looking at him.
Yan Feiyun saw that everyone was ignoring him, so he rushed in front of Yan Shixin and shouted crazily, "Imperial Father, quickly give me another decree, give me another decree."
Yan Shixin sighed and lowered his head, not saying a word.
Even Yan Feiwen couldn't bear to see this happen.
"It's all your fault, it's all your fault!" Yan Feiyun rushed in front of Yang Xuan again and said crazily, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault!"
Yan Feiyun seemed to have gone crazy. His face was covered in tears, and he kept shouting, "I'm the crown prince, I'm the crown prince, I'm the crown prince of Great Yan."
"No, you're not!" Yang Xuan's long blade gently cut through the night sky. The blade light was resplendent, and it tore through the darkness. "You're just a dead prince!"
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