"Brothers of the Palace Mage Group, listen up! If it's still too late to abandon the dark side and turn to the light now, just stand with me, Sikong Ao, and forget the past! After I ascend the throne, Dabao, everyone will be promoted to three levels and their salary will be doubled." The prince seems not to be dead yet.

I hope to win back people's hearts through benefits.

"Superficial!" The third prince snorted coldly, opened the folding fan and shook it comfortably, not worried about the prince's temptation at all.

"Master Qingfeng, you and I had an agreement beforehand, so why did we go back on our word at the critical moment?" Wei Hong asked, pointing to the tall, thin old man with gray hair and temples standing at the top of the city.

"Hahaha..." The tall and thin old man laughed loudly: "I did promise to help you, but unfortunately I am not the only one who has the final say in this court mage group. I am really sorry, Prime Minister Wei!"

"Treachery! Villain!" Wei Hong shouted angrily.

"Humph!" the old man snorted coldly: "Why do you and I slander each other?"

"You..." Wei Hong was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick, and he couldn't say a word.

"Third brother, don't be complacent. Who will have the last laugh and you still can't tell?" the prince sneered.

"Really? Then I'll wait and see what surprises you can bring me, brother!" The third prince looked at the prince with a smile on his face, full of ridicule and disdain.

"Are you going to attack me first, or join forces with me to kill Lao Qi first?" The prince looked extremely alert at this time.

"Let's work together to kill Old Seven first, and we'll talk about our affairs later!" The third prince said decisively, without any hesitation at all.

Whether it was private or public, the three princes had every reason to take the lead in killing Sikong Nanfeng. Privately, Emperor Dongyao neglected the third prince’s biological mother because of Sikong Nanfeng’s mother. In public, Sikong Nanfeng made the third prince extremely depressed.

Uneasy, his intuition told the third prince that Sikong Nanfeng was the most dangerous.

"Okay! Then let's work together to kill Old Seven first, so that he won't get in the way." The prince was already worried about the third prince, and if there was another Sikong Nanfeng, he wouldn't be able to handle it. It was rare that the third prince agreed to his proposal.

Of course, I have to raise my hands to support it.

"Am I really that easy to bully in your eyes?" Si Kong Nanfeng smiled coldly.

The Crown Prince and the Third Prince both looked at Sikong Nanfeng and were stunned for a moment.

"Oh? So that means I still have a trump card! Stop hiding it. If you keep hiding it, you may not have a chance to show it." The third prince looked disdainful.

"Since you all want to die, then I will let you see it." As he spoke, Sikong Nanfeng took out a square gold medal from his arms, and saw a big word "Grudge" engraved on the gold medal.

"Click!"

Sikong Nanfeng suddenly exerted force, and the gold medal shattered.

The Crown Prince and the Third Prince watched Sikong Nanfeng's every move quietly, with some confusion on their brows, unable to understand Sikong Nanfeng's series of actions.

Sikong Nanfeng cleaned the debris in his palms and looked coldly at the prince and the third prince standing on both sides of the entrance to the Jinluan Palace.

A moment of time.

A group of hundreds of people passed over the city wall and appeared in front of everyone.

I saw that this group of people were all powerful, numbering about three hundred. The leader was a bald old man with a gold hoop on his head, a linen coat on his body, and a golden Zen staff in his hand. He looked like

He is an ascetic.

A group of people floated quietly in the air without saying a word.

"Honor the Emperor Yan! I ask you to help me, Sikong Nanfeng, kill these rebellious officials and traitors." Sikong Nanfeng looked at the old leader in mid-air, his tone was very respectful.

Nowadays, this group of worshipers is Sikong Nanfeng’s biggest support. The final trump card, the winner or loser depends on this card. How can a person not bow his head when he is under the eaves? Sikong Nanfeng had to lower his status at this time.

, bending down and cupping his hands, speaking in a low voice.

The bald old man in mid-air still said nothing. He glanced at Sikong Nanfeng coldly and nodded slightly.

Seeing the bald old man nodding in agreement, Sikong Nanfeng's anxious heart finally calmed down a little.

Is the truth really like this?

No one noticed that at this moment, a hint of ridicule quietly rose from the corner of the bald old man's mouth, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"All secret guard brothers! If I, Sikong Nanfeng, can laugh at the end, I will definitely live up to your loyalty. If there are brothers who are loyal to me, Sikong Nanfeng, today I, Sikong Nanfeng, swear to God! His parents are me, Sikong Nanfeng.

Nanfeng’s parents, his wife and children are my Sikong Nanfeng’s nephews-in-law, and his brothers and sisters are my Sikong Nanfeng’s relatives. If you violate this oath, both humans and gods will be abandoned! Heaven and earth will destroy you!” Sikong Nanfeng knelt down on one knee at this moment.

He raised his right hand high above his head and clasped his five fingers together to swear an oath to the sky.

The sincerity in Sikong Nanfeng's oath infected everyone present. Everyone absolutely believed in Sikong Nanfeng and believed that he would do what he said. In such troubled times, to have such a master and to work hard for such a master, in fact,

It is also a blessing.

Sikong Nanfeng's oath is undoubtedly successful. Its instigation and cohesion are more impressive than high-ranking officials and generous salaries. For those who work hard for the emperor's family, their wealth and life no longer belong to them. The emperor's words can make them rich.

Being noble can also destroy their families. They don't ask what justice is, and they don't care who becomes the emperor. They just silently carry out various orders. Their family is the only concern in their hearts. High-ranking officials have generous salaries.

They had to live their lives to enjoy it, and Sikong Nanfeng's vow gave them no worries. This was the comfort and promise they needed most.

"We swear to live and die with Emperor Nanfeng!"

All the secret guards knelt down and shouted in unison.

"Okay! It's my honor, Sikong Nanfeng, to live and die with you!"

"Hmph! Want to be the Emperor of Nanfeng? Go underground!" The prince's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that Sikong Nanfeng would have the Enshrinement Hall to help him. Now that the strength of the three parties was compared, he was the weakest. At this moment, he was secretly worried.

"Hahaha..." The third prince burst into laughter, with no trace of nervousness on his face. He raised his head slightly and glanced at the court mages on the surrounding walls, and then at the group of worshipers standing in the air.

A proud smile appeared on his face, then he nodded and suddenly shouted: "Kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Sikong Nanfeng and the prince also shouted killing sounds at the same time.

For a time, the whole Tulip Palace was filled with loud killing sounds. The secret guards dressed in black instantly came into contact with the Imperial Guards. The palace mages on the city wall threw out wind blades one after another, and countless wind blades suddenly fell overwhelmingly. Although the wind blades were

It is a low-level magic, but it is the most suitable magic to cast in this situation. It is not only fast, but also very lethal. The most important thing is that it does not consume magic power at all. The magician releases the wind blade while restoring magic power.

It can achieve zero consumption. It is definitely the most cost-effective method at present.

In fact, there is another reason why large-scale magic is not used. That is because Si Kong Nanfeng is standing on a high platform in the field at the moment. Although everyone is in a hostile state, Si Kong Nanfeng is a prince and a member of the royal family after all. This is not what they can do.

Killing. The killing between the royal family must be carried out by the royal family. As a minister, whoever dares to do it is naked rebellion. No matter what the motive is, the blame will be taken on him.

"You bastard! What do you mean, Third Brother? We agreed to join forces to kill the Seventh Brother first, but your people don't distinguish between ourselves and the enemy!" The prince was furious at this moment.

"You can't blame me for this. You have also seen that the scene is so chaotic, how can you tell the enemy from us?" The third prince said with a shameless face while shaking his paper fan.

A large number of wind blades poured down like raindrops. No matter whether it was the Imperial Guard or the secret guard members, there was nowhere to hide at this moment. Both sides could only stop and resist the wind blades that kept hitting their heads.

.Only the high platform where Sikong Nanfeng is located is not affected by any wind blades.

"Enshrined Emperor Yan, please take action quickly, my brothers are about to be unable to hold on any longer." The enshrined hall refused to take action, and Sikong Nanfeng was extremely annoyed.

"I never promised to take action for you. We at the Consecration Hall always act based on gold medals. Where is your gold medal, Seventh Prince?" The bald old man looked like a scoundrel.

"You...you said at the beginning that once I crush the gold medal, you will help me, but now you want me to take out the gold medal. What do you mean?!!" Sikong Nanfeng knew clearly, I'm afraid

There is no hope for these offerings. But Sikong Nanfeng is unwilling to give up. This is his last trump card. If he loses this trump card, he will really be completely defeated.

"Really? Have I ever said such a thing? Maybe it's because I'm old and I really don't remember. However, I will never take action for anyone until I see the gold medal." The bald old man looked at him jokingly.

Sikong Nanfeng's face was full of disdain.

"Asshole! I'll chop you up!"

Marshal Mu roared angrily, kicked his foot, and instantly jumped into the air. He raised the steel knife in his hand above his head and struck the bald old man down on the head.

"Seeking death!" The bald old man seemed to be angered by Marshal Mu's actions.

I saw the bald old man's hand swinging his Zen staff horizontally, and smashing the moon from the bottom of the sea toward Marshal Mu from bottom to top.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!..."

In a few breaths, the two exchanged dozens of moves in the air.

Marshal Mu was obviously at a disadvantage. At this moment, he could only parry, and the precious sword in his hand was severely damaged by the bald old man's Zen staff.

"Bang!"

For a moment, the bald old man caught a flaw in Marshal Mu and smashed his staff on Marshal Mu's back.

"puff!..."
Chapter completed!