How could Emperor Nanyuan listen to the opinions of these old ministers?

His army was very powerful and King Chen was at a disadvantage. It would be easy for him to wipe out King Chen. How could he give up when victory was so close at hand?

Once he conquers King Chen and swallows up Jiangnan, why would he be afraid of Emperor Li and the Western Regions?

"Get out of here, you old stubborn people. I do this for the sake of Nanyuan's kingdom!" he said in a sinister voice.

"Your Majesty, please think twice!" The old minister advised earnestly, "You are the host and Prince Chen is the guest. If you invite the guest to be the host and then do such an unjust thing, you will be unacceptable to the world!"

Emperor Nanyuan sneered: "Don't tell me these useless remarks!"

Unjust?

What is righteousness?

Is it righteousness for Jun Yuyang and his two brothers to betray Nanyuan?

Ling Yixing favors Ling Ye, betrays Nan Yuan, and helps King Chen. Is that righteousness?

What's wrong with him doing this?

"Tonight, whoever dares to stop me, I will kill you all!"

All the officials were so frightened that they trembled all over, their eyes widened, and they looked at the crazy emperor in disbelief. They felt that the emperor's face was distorted and his smile was terrifying, like a complete madman.

Crazy!

Really crazy!

A madman who kills his own people!

The army of the undead attacked with great force. King Chen's team was getting smaller and smaller in number, and they were soon surrounded in a corner with no way to retreat.

Jun Yuyang held the sword, feeling exhausted and without any strength. Looking at the aggressive and in great condition living dead, it was difficult for him to hold on any longer.

"Brother, I can't hold on any longer." Jun Qingyu panted heavily and sweated profusely.

Jun Yilin was injured, but he gritted his teeth and endured the pain. "I had expected that my father had set an ambush, but I didn't expect that Zhu Qianchi was his trump card!"

How can they defeat such evil magic?

Zong Zhengchen and Qin Ye stood back to back, huddled together, staring vigilantly at the approaching zombies, gripping their swords tightly, ready to fight back at any time.

On top of the high wall.

Zhu Qianchi cast an evil spell to control these people.

Suddenly, a sword flew towards him!

He didn't even raise his eyes. When the sword was about to pierce him, it seemed to encounter an invisible obstacle in his eyes. With a "ding" sound, it fell down and landed coldly on the ground.

Zong Zhengchen's eyes darkened.

What the hell is this?

Qin Ye gripped the hilt of the sword in reverse and threw the sword in his hand out.

Still couldn't get close to Zhu Qianchi's body.

"Ha!" Emperor Nanyuan sneered, "What's the use of having more reinforcements? You will still become my army of living dead! Tonight, I want to see how you can escape!"

"If you do too much evil, you will eventually perish."

Ling Yixing walked towards Zhu Qianchi, making hand gestures with both hands as he walked. His elegant white robe fluttered gently in the wind, looking gentle and clean.

Compared with the evil thousands of feet.

One black and one white.

One good and one evil.

In a single thought, there is life and death.

Zhu Qianchi opened his eyes, used his power, made a complicated gesture with his hands, and said with a sinister smile: "It's been many years since we last met. Let me check if my junior brother's power has declined!"

The battle between Feng Shui masters is a fight over the invisible energy.

As they fought back and forth, there was no visible movement of their weapons, but a strange gust of wind blew up, lifting their hair and robes, and creating an invisible battlefield between them.

Extremely sharp!

You come and I go, you retreat and I advance, you avoid and I chase, with more than a dozen rapid overlaps.

end.

Ling Yixing's body shook violently, his face turned pale, and a glaring red appeared at the corner of his mouth.