In the hall.
The situation was strange and extraordinary.
Yan Chuan sipped his tea and said indifferently,"Who are you?"
"Hmm?"
Nan Hua stopped awkwardly.
It seemed that his trick just now did not scare the person in front of him.
"Pa!"
Yan Chuan put down his teacup and said lightly," Just now, when I was adjusting the military strategy, you were eavesdropping outside the window. You didn't dare to enter the hall until Wang Yue left. It seems that you're only so-so. Don't play these tricks in front of me!"”
"Old Daoist Nanhua!"
Old Deity Nanhua felt a sense of defeat.
"Nanhua?"
Yan Chuan was slightly stunned. He sneered and said," You are the Old Deity of Nanhua. It was you who taught Zhang Jiao the Heavenly Book of Peace and created such a great disaster. You said that the world was harmonious, but you did it for your own benefit. How ridiculous!"”
Old Immortal Nanhua frowned and said," The bad disciple has committed a grave mistake. He has the Elusive Heavenly Book and has amazing means. This time, I am here to help the Marquis of Beiliang defeat the enemy!"”
"Clang!"
Outside the hall, the sound of a sword could be heard.
Wang Yue's gaze was urgent as he said worriedly," General Yan, a thief attacked the manor at night and knocked Xiuyi out!”
"In the hall!"
Yan Chuan's eyes were filled with ridicule as he put down the battle report in his hands.
"Hmm?"
Old Deity Nanhua's pupils shrank.
"Demonic Priest!"
Yan Chuan slowly got up, pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword and sneered,"Do you think I, Long Que, am sharp enough to kill you warlocks who call themselves immortals on the land but only know how to play tricks?”
"Boom!"
Nan Hua's expression changed.
The Li staff in his hand released a halo in the darkness and stabbed towards Yan Chuan's face.
"Clang!"
The Dragon Sparrow was unsheathed.
A white chain repels the staff,
The cold blade wind swept across countless tables and chairs.
Yan Chuan carried the Dragon Sparrow Saber and walked forward. The tables, chairs, and pillars he passed by were all split apart.
"Boom!"
The staff was shattered.
Nanhua's footsteps were scattered, and he could not avoid it in time.
Yan Chuan stretched out his fair hands and pinched her neck. He sneered,"Nanhua, I'm not Zhang Jiao, and the Northern Liang is not the Path of Peace. Did you pass the Dun Jia Tomes of Arcane to Zhang Jiao because you want to use your ability to break the formation to become my guest?”
Old Immortal Nanhua's face was flushed red.
It was something that he thought was in the bag.
However, why was Yan Chuan unwilling to listen to him?
As long as he broke Zhang Jiao for a while, he could turn Yan Chuan into the next Zhang Jiao.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
In the hall.
The sound of bones cracking could be heard.
Yan Chuan's eyes were full of disdain." You can't even play your mind well, yet you dare to scheme against me. If I were you, I would definitely recommend myself after I lost. But you think that Zhang Jiao can defeat the Northern Liang with 300,000 troops? You think too highly of him!"”
"Dun Jia," Nan Hua said with great difficulty,"a hundred thousand battle formations are hidden. You can't break them!"”
Crack!
Yan Chuan crushed his throat and said indifferently,"You think too highly of a battle formation. With absolute strength, everything is just a mirage. It would be a huge joke if a mere Dun Jia Heavenly Book could defeat me!”
"Yan Jiang!"
Wang Yue couldn't help but call out when he saw that the hall had lost all sound.
Yan Chuan took out a white handkerchief and wiped his blood-stained palm. He said in a deep voice,"Come in!"
"Here!"
Wang Yue entered the hall with his sword.
Seeing the mess on the ground and Nan Hua lying on the ground, he said bitterly,"General Yan, I have neglected my duty!"
"I'm fine!"
Yan Chuan threw the white handkerchief at Nan Hua and said lightly,"Send the head of Nanhua Old Deity to Luoyang, then put the broken Li Staff into a brocade box. Capture the Yellow Turban Army and send the brocade box to Guangzong and give it to Zhang Jiao!”
"Nanhua?"
Wang Yue's hair stood on end.
The Old Deity of Nanhua was known as one of the three immortals of the Great Han Dynasty. He was on the same level as Yu Ji and Zuo Ci. He was also known as the Land Deity. He had unfathomable abilities and had passed on the Heavenly Book of Peace to Zhang Jiao and his brothers, which was how he created the Path of Peace.
And now, Nan Hua had died in the hall just like that?
"Go!"
Yan Chuan put away the Dragon Sparrow and turned around to walk to the study.
Behind Wang Yue.
Some of the embroidered-robed men had strange expressions on their faces.
One of them couldn't help asking,""Censor, the Old Immortal of Nanhua is closely related to the Road of Peace. This person met with the Marquis of Beiliang last night and died here. If we report this to the emperor, won't the emperor be suspicious?”
"I won't!"
Wang Yue thought through everything and said with a bitter smile,"Not everyone can guard the Jade Gate for thirteen years. The sacrifices of two generations of Yan generals have made His Majesty trust the Yan family. This action of Yan generals is only to tell the emperor that the Yellow Turban can be pacified, and that the Road of Peace will not appear in the future!”
"Here!"
Xiu Yi replied.
"As expected of General Yan!"
Wang Yue's eyes were filled with admiration.
It was late at night.
The founder of the Road of Peace met at night.
If it was someone else, they would definitely cover it up to prevent Tian Zi from suspecting them.
However, Yan Chuan did the opposite. Not only did he kill Nanhua Deity, but he also gave a big gift to the Emperor and Zhang Jiao. This kind of manipulation was terrifying.
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