Chapter 1111: The Old Voice and Appearance Have Not Changed

Of course, he also heard clearly the conversation of these people in the scene, and probably guessed the whole story.

It's another struggle for power. After all, he was born in the imperial dynasty. The last thing he wants to see is war and chaos, and the people are in dire straits.

This matter had nothing to do with him originally, but since he had guarded Qingshan Pass for unknown reasons, and Cui Feng was involved, he wanted to end the matter as soon as possible.

Looking at Li Yan with an indifferent expression under the moonlight, and his aura that was completely inconsistent with him, everyone felt a little chilled in their hearts.

"Humph, your Excellency has such a loud tone!"

The man in the red cloak shouted sharply. Although he was disturbed by the other party's strange methods, he was still a peerless master who was one of the best in the world.

He had been planning for so long and had worked so hard to get to this point, so how could he just retreat at the drop of a hat?

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stepped on the roof. With a "bang" sound, the glazed tiles on the roof flew everywhere, and he flew into the air.

Under the light of the full moon behind him, like a huge bat, a scorching wind suddenly rose outside him, and he drifted in front of Li Yan.

The golden pestle in his hand slammed into Li Yan's throat with great force.

The golden pestle enlarged rapidly in Li Yan's eyes, but he remained motionless. Cui Yuanyi on one side couldn't help but scream.

"careful!"

Although Cui Feng had confidence in Li Yan's martial arts, the King of Nan had just fought with him, and his martial arts was among the best among the transformation masters he had encountered, so he couldn't help but worry that Li Yan shouldn't be too careless.

But when he thought about the performance of the commander in front of him, he didn't say anything.

Immediately, he saw Li Yan gently raising his hand. The movement seemed slow, but it was unexpected, and it suddenly appeared in front of him.

He raised a finger and pointed it at the top of the thick golden pestle.

"this……"

While everyone was dumbfounded, the man in red cloak's powerful blow was actually pointed in the air by a hand.

The man in the red cloak felt an unparalleled force coming from the top of the golden pestle. The next moment, his body flying into the air flew back at a faster speed.

"Bang... bang..."

He first hit the far courtyard wall heavily. The hard and thick courtyard wall was immediately hit by bricks and stones flying everywhere.

After the man in the red cloak slid far away on the ground, he hit a rockery and stopped with a "boom".

"you you……"

The cloak on the head of the man in red cloak had been flipped over, revealing a majestic face with a Chinese character. He looked to be about fifty years old. He stared at the figure on the roof in disbelief.

Wu Zhi wanted to say something, but after just two words, blood spurted out from his mouth, making him unable to speak any more.

"Okay, let's end it like this!"

In the dead silence, Li Yan formed claws with his five fingers, pressed down slightly, and suddenly sucked up a piece of tile. With a slight squeeze, the tile immediately shattered, and then he waved his hand.

"No, leave quickly!"

Lianpinghai in the distance

He was the first to react, and with a quick shout, he was already flying towards the distance.

Li Yan glanced at Lian Pinghai indifferently. That day when he was in front of the Duke's Mansion, he could tell that this person had practiced magic skills.

At that time, when Lian Pinghai suddenly burst out with astonishing power, black and red energy emanated from several acupoints on his body. Li Yan recognized it as a very vicious technique that he had observed in the martial arts classics.

This technique requires the pure blood of seventy-two children to be practiced, which shows that this Lian Pinghai is definitely not a good person.

When Lian Pinghai spoke up, there were also several masked night walkers who reacted no slower than him. They also knew that something was wrong, and they all used their bodies to fly in all directions.

Unfortunately, in the next moment, with a muffled sound, figures turned over and fell one after another in the air.

And Cui Feng, who had been standing on the ridge of the other side smiling, finally showed a smile in his eyes.

"Thank you, Generalissimo, for your help!"

He whispered something, as if talking to himself. Among the noisy voices, no one else heard him, only Li Yan looked over.

Immediately, Cui Feng's burly figure swayed a few times and fell down from the room.

"General..."

"General!"

Lin Yusheng, who was nearest here, and some soldiers who came to support couldn't help but scream...

This was a large bedroom filled with sandalwood. Cui Feng slowly opened his eyes on the bed and saw the figures in front of him.

"The general is awake!"

"General, what's wrong with you?"

"..."

Voices of surprise came over, and Cui Feng saw the faces of Lin Yusheng, Song Duan and others.

After he composed himself, he raised his eyes and looked around, first seeing Cui Yuanyi and Cui Yuanying.

"Hehehe, the Fourth Prince was frightened just now, just be okay!"

His eyes finally landed on the chubby Cui Yuanyi. At this time, he no longer had to hide his identity.

"Your Excellency, I have sent someone to inform my father. I think he will arrive in two days!"

"That's good, where are the thieves?"

"Under Zhang Shaoxia's action, they have been eliminated. Now they are all suppressed in the secret prison. Tong Buyou and Bao Feiyu will personally lead the people to watch and suppress them. Your Majesty, don't worry!"

Looking at the fat little man who had grown up with him since childhood, Cui Yuanying had a complicated look in his eyes.

"It turns out that he is not a concubine from the Cui family, but the current fourth prince, the prince who is said to be the most favored by the emperor."

At this time, she also learned about some of her great-grandfather's plans. She was actually a pawn, or a bait.

The so-called news that the fourth prince might be disguised was probably spread intentionally by this great-grandfather.

The purpose is to make people pay attention to her, so

Cui Yuanying did not resent his great-grandfather for concealing his identity as his "brother".

She has established the concept of loyalty to the emperor since she was a child, and the concept of filial piety and loyalty even to death. The greatest role of a courtier is to be able to take care of the emperor's worries.

"If the Southern King knew that the first target they captured was the Fourth Prince, I wonder if he would go crazy with anger!"

Cui Yuanying thought in her mind that the fourth prince was really captured by the other party at that time, and the other party had actually completed the purpose of attacking the Duke's Mansion.

I never thought that in the end, I would still fall short!

When these people saw that Cui Feng's spirit had improved a lot, they slowly relaxed their worries.

Cui Feng also took the opportunity to arrange some things for Lin Yuxing and others.

"Okay, just follow the plan. Zhang Shaoxia is still here. Please call him, and you all can get out!"

Cui Feng used his internal energy to prevent himself from falling into a deep sleep.

"Cui Yuanyi" looked at Lin Yixing again. He was checking Cui Feng's injuries just now.

Lin Yuxing nodded. He had just fed Cui Feng a "Small Return Pill" and also checked that Cui Feng's internal organs were fine.

After a while, these people all retreated, and Li Yan slowly walked in.

"Generalissimo, thank you for your help!"

When Cui Feng saw this, he wanted to get out of bed and salute, but Li Yan waved his hand, and a soft force pressed Cui Feng to the bed.

Cui Feng felt this power, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, if you have anything to say, just say it. I guess you know your situation, but you can't live more than three days."

Li Yan slowly walked to the bed and immediately stood there, looking at the old man with white beard and hair with a calm expression.

Cui Feng nodded, but his face did not make any waves.

"Thank you, Marshal!"

He had been in a life-and-death fight with two transformation masters before, and every breath was on the verge of life and death. In the end, he used his back to receive the blow from the man in the red cloak, and at the same time severely injured Zhong Wusi.

His skills were extremely pure and he protected his internal organs at critical moments.

But Li Yan could tell at a glance that Cui Feng would not live for a few more years, and his lifespan had reached the end.

Now after taking that hard blow, the trace of innate true energy he had cultivated has been exhausted, and he will die soon.

Li Yan actually had pills that could keep him alive for a while, but that was all.

What's more, Li Yan originally wanted to search for souls, but now he was hesitating whether to search for souls immediately.

"To this day, do you still think that I am the Li Yan from back then?"

Li Yan said indifferently, Cui Feng was startled, and then he smiled bitterly.

"Why did the Grand Marshal say this? Your appearance has not changed, and who else in this world has your skills?"

"Oh? Really? Then look how similar I am to this person!"

While Li Yan was speaking, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, and a scroll appeared in his hand. Then he shook it down, and the scroll opened instantly.

A paper with a portrait appeared in front of Cui Feng. Then, Li Yan raised the paper to the side of his face and stared at Cui Feng with cold eyes.

Cui Feng was also stunned. Then after seeing the list, he understood what Li Yan meant. He looked at Li Yan doubtfully.

"Generalissimo, this is the missing person list issued by the court after you disappeared, and you were found. There is not much difference between you and this portrait. What's wrong?"

"Oh? There's not much difference? You said I'm exactly the same as this painting?"

Li Yan almost wanted to arrest Cui Feng. This man was just telling lies. He and this man were almost completely different people.

Cui Feng was even more confused now. Of course he could hear the unkindness in Li Yan's tone.

"Generalissimo, this portrait was painted by the best painter in the palace. Although it is not exactly the same, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is 80 or 90% similar!"

Li Yan's nose almost turned crooked at this moment. This old guy had done it on purpose. Fortunately, he helped him.

The palm of his left hand, which was shrunk in his big sleeve, was already flickering with light. He no longer wanted to ask any more questions. The soul-searching method was the most authentic.

And when he stared at Cui Feng again, Li Yan was also moved in his heart. He didn't see any hypocrisy in the other person's eyes, but there was a look of doubt.

"Generalissimo, my subordinates also have an unknown problem. I wonder if you can tell me?"

Just when Li Yan was about to take action, Cui Feng's eyes were full of complexity as he stared at Li Yan. He was a martial arts master of a generation, and if he didn't ask this question clearly in his mind, he would not be able to rest in peace until his death.

"You still have questions? Then tell me!"

There was boundless calm in Li Yan's voice.

"Are you...are you a cultivator?"

After Cui Feng hesitated for a moment, he gritted his teeth and asked the question in his heart.

"yes!"

Li Yan didn't even hesitate and answered immediately, but he answered too readily, which shocked Cui Feng, who was full of expectations.

Immediately, a look of sadness finally appeared on his face, and he whispered.

"I asked why the Generalissimo's appearance has not changed for decades!

I have never heard of the martial arts performed today. I have practiced all my life and painstakingly studied the martial arts of various sects. I have never heard of anyone being able to reach such an incredible level.

With a single movement of his hand, whether he is a top-notch master or a powerful person in the Transformation Realm, he will be wiped out in ashes. This is simply not what martial arts can achieve..."

Cui Feng kept whispering. After he solved the mystery in his heart for a while, he fell into some kind of epiphany. Li Yan just looked at him like that.

After only ten breaths, Li Yan's expression suddenly changed, and he grabbed Cui Feng's shoulder like lightning.

Cui Feng, who seemed to be deep in thought, lowered his head, but the murmur in his mouth disappeared at this time.