"Shuashuashua..."
The body's skilled muscle memory allowed Ye Tian to easily wield the sword in his hand.
The sword light flashed, dazzling the eyes.
Outsiders were horrified to watch.
However, no matter what, Ye Tian did not hurt anyone else at all.
As Ye Tian spoke, he waved the sword in his hand and approached Guo Chunsheng.
Under strong pressure.
Guo Chunsheng, whose expression changed drastically, kept retreating.
In the end, there is no retreat.
"Bang!"
Guo Chunsheng, who staggered and retreated, fell to his knees on the ground and saluted Ye Tian.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Master Guo doesn't need to pay such a big courtesy."
"Although I can bear it, no matter how you kowtow to me, I will still settle the accounts that need to be settled with you."
"I said that if you do it in the first grade, then I will definitely do it in the fifteenth grade."
Master Guo, who fell down and knelt down under the pressure, was already extremely embarrassed and angry.
As soon as Ye Tian said these words, Master Guo felt even more ashamed.
An old face, red and red.
I was even embarrassed to stand up.
Ye Tian looked down at Master Guo who was kneeling on the ground, laughed contemptuously, walked around Master Guo, and walked murderously towards Cui Ping, who was not far away and had blood on his head.
Cui Ping, who had just kowtowed to beg the emperor for mercy, was now looking at Ye Tian with hatred.
Knowing that King Yan today was different from the past, Cui Ping looked away even though he knew he would die.
No more struggling, no more begging for mercy.
He stood up from the ground with a calm expression.
Arrange clothes and clean up blood stains.
After making sure that his appearance was worthy of his current status, Cui Ping said with a solemn and solemn expression: "Colleagues."
"Nowadays the world is fatuous and sycophants are in power."
"Now the only way for us loyal ministers to survive is..."
Ye Tian, who was holding a sword and walking toward Cui Ping with a sense of pressure, heard the words, and his expression instantly became very unhappy.
A prodigal dog, why do you still want to speak ill of yourself?
Don't even think about it!
With a cold snort, Ye Tian instantly quickened his pace and walked towards Cui Ping, and snorted coldly: "Did I allow you to speak?"
"Kneel down before me!"
"King Yan, stop."
"Ye Tian, how dare you!"
at the same time.
Ye Tian came to Cui Ping with murderous intent, and raised his right hand holding the machete.
Some veterans of the Tsing Yi Party no longer dared to be reserved. Their expressions changed dramatically and they yelled at Ye Tian to stop him.
Even Guo Chunsheng, who had just been helped up by the students, was shouting with a huge change in his face at this time, looking anxious.
On the contrary, Cui Ping looked at the machete close at hand with his usual expression. He even closed his eyes and laughed calmly: "Come on!"
"Prince Yan, you can kill me, but you can't kill thousands of me!"
"Even if you massacre my entire Cui family, Da Zhou and other clans will still regard you as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh."
"bring it on!"
"Just let my blood..."
"Bang..."
He didn't wait for Cui Ping's heroic words to finish.
Ye Tian, who had long disliked Cui Ping, held a sword in his hand and smashed the handle of the knife into Cui Ping's mouth.
There was a crisp loud noise.
Blood flowed profusely.
Cui Ping, who was heroic and calm a second ago, immediately broke through his power, covered his bleeding mouth, and screamed.
However, even so, Ye Tian still had no intention of letting Cui Ping go.
While sneering, Ye Tian raised his leg and kicked Cui Ping's calf viciously.
"Kneel down before me!"
"Bang!"
The sound of knees hitting the ground.
Cui Ping was caught off guard and knelt down on one knee.
Cui Ping knelt at the feet of Cheng Chen as a second-rank Zuo Pushe. Cui Ping only felt humiliated and his face turned red.
Even if my mouth hurts unbearably.
But at this time, Cui Pushe looked around at the officials watching the show, and still couldn't help shouting: "King Yan, scholars can be killed but not humiliated."
"If you can, just give me a pleasure."
at the same time.
Guo Chunsheng and others, who were worried and thought that Ye Tiantong had killed him, secretly let out a sigh of relief when they saw that Ye Tian was just humiliating and did not kill Cui Ping directly.
Immediately, Guo Chunsheng said with a serious face: "King Yan, it's not too late to turn back now."
At this moment, it’s not just Guo Chunsheng.
Other officials of the Tsing Yi Party also spoke kindly to persuade.
"King Yan, if you have anything to say, please speak it up. We are colleagues. No matter how fierce we fight on weekdays, it won't end up with blood splattering in the court."
"King Yan, we admit that this time it is our fault. We should not use shameful means to frame the fault. King Yan, you can make demands, but as long as we can do it, we will not hesitate. .”
"King Yan, calm down! We are all loyal ministers of Zhou Dynasty! How can we do such a thing of killing each other?"
"..."
The officials are obstructing it.
Ye Tian laughed loudly and raised his machete high, slashing it down horizontally.
"What you have, I have."
"What you don't have, I also have."
"Why do I need to ask you for anything?"
"My king, as long as the provocateurs pay the price!"
"Pfft!"
With the last word falling.
The machete in Ye Tian's hand sank into Cui Ping's body.
A muffled groan.
Cui Ping, who was kneeling, fell straight to the ground.
Vermillion splashes everywhere.
The people around who wanted to stop him only felt warm on their faces and a faint smell of blood on the tip of their noses.
"Brother Cui."
"Master Cui."
"Zuopushe..."
Countless colleagues cried out in pain.
Some people ignored etiquette and knelt in front of Cui Ping, trying to put the blood on the floor back into Cui Ping's body.
Guo Chunsheng walked up to Cui Ping step by step with a painful look on his face: "Haojie..."
Haojie is the name of Cui Ping.
Guo Chunsheng used to treat Cui Ping as his student and never called Cui Ping like this.
But today, Cui Ping died for the Tsing Yi Party.
Not afraid of death.
Cui Ping can afford this title of his own.
Cui Ping, whose eyes were distracted, heard Guo Chunsheng's voice, and steeled himself to look at Guo Chunsheng. His voice was weak and feeble: "Old...teacher..."
Guo Chunsheng quickly knelt down and responded: "Teacher is here, teacher is here."
"Haojie, what is your last wish?"
"Just say it."
"Teacher, finish it for you."
Cui Ping gasped feebly, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "Cui family...Cui family..."
Even though it’s just two simple words.
However, everyone here is a human being.
How could Guo Chunsheng not understand?
Almost the moment Cui Ping said this, Guo Chunsheng immediately nodded in response: "Haojie, don't worry, the teacher is sorry for you, the teacher failed to protect you, but the Cui family... the Cui family will be fine."
"Teacher, I promise you."
"Teacher, even if you risk your life, you will still protect the Cui family."
With Guo Chunsheng's words, Cui Ping felt more at ease.
A relieved smile appeared on his face, and then he slowly closed his eyes.
"Haojie..."
His protégé died in front of his eyes, but he was powerless.
Guo Chunsheng roared and cried out in grief.
One pair of eyes, red and red.
At the same time, the surrounding officials related to Cui Ping, including those from the Tsing Yi Party, all felt as if a rabbit had died and a fox was saddened by its own kind.
They cried unconsciously.
The eyes looking at Ye Tian were also filled with resentment.
