Chapter 379: I Drank Too Much Fake Wine and Got Drunk!

The Supreme Heavenly Evil looked at Zhao Ban with murderous intent and sneered: "How dare a eunuch dare to discuss government affairs?"

Zhao Ban pointed at the people kneeling on the ground with trembling hands and said sternly: "Mr. Li, Zhang Guofu, you guys talk."

But no one dared to answer him. He was the only one standing in the square covered in blood, shouting at the top of his lungs, as if madly.

In the bloody prison, Lin Fengmian looked at this scene with great anxiety.

The Zhenyuan in his hand struck the surrounding area with all its strength, making the bloody prison tremble, but it could not be broken for a while.

The Supreme Lord Tiansha, who wanted to kill Zhao Ban, had to use all his strength to trap Lin Fengmian, who wanted to escape, and had no time to focus on him.

Zhao Ban staggered and ran to pick up a majestic old man and said angrily: "You have heard the old Holy Emperor's decree with your own ears. Come out and bear witness."

The old man was trembling all over, his face was pale, but he couldn't say a word.

Zhao Ban's sharp voice was particularly harsh at this moment: "Don't you keep saying that the pillars of your country would rather break than bend?"

Those old ministers who used to be immortal and upright just lowered their heads, hoping that he would not drag them to death again.

Aren't you a sycophant who only knows how to flatter others? Just lower your head at this time.

"You, the pillars of the country, just watch helplessly as I, the Holy Emperor Junyan, are oppressed by the Supreme Being, and that my Junyan Dynasty is annexed by the Tiansha Palace?"

Zhao Ban said in a stern tone: "This is a naked attempt to turn a deer into a horse and seek to usurp the throne!"

It's not that he's not afraid of death, it's just that there are things more important to him than death.

He is different from other ministers and venerables. He has followed Jun Lingtian since he was a child and treats Jun Lingtian like a god.

If it weren't for Jun Lingtian, he might have died somewhere in the corner and become a white skeleton that no one cares about.

Zhao Ban is not a pillar of the country with both political integrity and talent, and he does not understand so many principles.

But he knows how to repay his kindness and has always been loyal to Jun Lingtian, obeying all his orders.

Jun Lingtian died in the hands of Lin Fengmian. Although he was sad in his heart, he respected Jun Lingtian's choice.

Because he knew that for Jun Lingtian, it was not shameful to die vigorously in battle, but it was shameful to die cowardly.

After Jun Lingtian passed away, Zhao Ban tried his best to support Jun Yunshang, and many ministers stabbed him in the back, saying that he had no integrity.

Now seeing the Supreme Lord Tiansha forcing Jun Yunshang to abdicate, no one of these loyal ministers who spoke of integrity dared to speak up.

Instead, he, the treacherous villain they called him, stood up, and he couldn't help but feel ridiculous.

"This is your integrity, this is your character?"

Zhao Ban was filled with grief and anger, pointed at them and said with a sad smile: "It's ridiculous that I, Jun Yan, have thousands of civil and military personnel in the dynasty, but not one of them is a man!"

He took off his hat angrily and threw it out, "Although I, Zhao Ban, am an imperfect person, I am ashamed to associate with you."

The civil and military officials in the court were filled with shame. An old minister flushed red and smashed the jade tablet in his hand to the ground.

The sharp pieces of jade cut his hand, and blood splattered all over the floor, but he didn't know it.

He didn't know where he got the strength to stand up, closed his eyes and roared: "Your Majesty Feng Yao is my Holy Emperor Junyan, please do not interfere in the internal affairs of Junyan."

"The Lord humiliates me and dies. I am powerless to stop the Supreme Being. I am willing to die for the country. If the Supreme Being insists on having his own way, please grant me death!"

Another old minister followed the same example and smashed the jade tablet to the ground, breaking it into pieces.

He said loudly: "Your Majesty Fengyao is my Junyan Holy Emperor. Please do not interfere in my Junyan's internal affairs."

"If the Supreme Being insists on having his own way, please grant me death. I am willing to die for the country and to maintain my integrity!"

Like a chain reaction, the courtiers with a little bit of joints all smashed their jade tablets in their hands and stood up suddenly.

The sounds of jade tablets being broken to the ground kept coming and going, which seemed to symbolize their determination to rather break the jade than to make it whole.

"Your Majesty Fengyao is our Lord Yan Holy Emperor. Please don't interfere with my Lord Yan's internal affairs. We are powerless to stop Your Majesty and are willing to die for our country!"

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They repeated this sentence, with tragic expressions, thin bodies, and even trembling, but they did not retreat!

Looking at the officials standing up, Zhao Ban couldn't help but laugh, showing his teeth full of blood.

As expected of a scholar, he speaks so damn well.

I, Zhao Ban, have little education and cannot say such things.

When I return, I will personally deliver the gifts I received from you to my door one by one and return them.

The Jun Yan Dragon Qi was activated by the awe-inspiring righteousness in them, and it poked its head out from the cloud of luck, looking up to the sky and roaring.

The roar of the dragon shook the sky, sweeping away the pressure of the Heavenly Evil Supreme from the field, and everyone felt the pressure on their bodies relax.

Jun Yunshang looked at the Heavenly Evil Supreme in the sky without giving in, and said loudly: "Please think again, Supreme. Although I, Jun Yan, am small, I will never give in!"

The emotions and anger could not be clearly seen on the face of the Supreme Lord Tiansha, but his eyes were getting colder and colder.

"You... are looking for death? Kneel down!"

This loud shout came out, and the pressure was far more powerful than before, as if God was angry.

Many officials who stood up fell to the ground, and those who preferred death to surrender also knelt down with a crack in their legs, broken bones and tendons.

As the pressure increased, the flesh and blood on Zhao Ban's legs exploded, and the bones were exposed from the flesh, and he was about to kneel down.

He simply lay back, fell to the ground in a big shape, and looked at the sky unyieldingly.

"you wanna die!"

The Supreme Lord Tiansha was completely angry. Was he despised by the eunuch?

A streak of blood fell from the sky, but his attack was blocked by a dazzling sword light.

But it was Lin Fengmian who finally escaped from the cage and blocked the attack in time.

He held the sword in one hand, the sword wings behind him waved, and stood in the air, looking at the Supreme of Heavenly Evil with dark eyes.

"Are you angry and don't pretend anymore?" He teased.

The Supreme of Heavenly Evil immediately pointed his spear at Lin Fengmian, and his voice was like thunder, resounding around.

"Ye Xuefeng, you killed my Heavenly Evil Palace Sword Saint, offended me, and didn't wait for your punishment obediently, and dared to speak wildly, kneel down!"

The others immediately relaxed, and endless pressure was pressed on Lin Fengmian.

Lin Fengmian's huge pressure was pressed back to the ground, the ground around him was sunken, and gravel flew everywhere.

But he was not in a hurry, leaning back to support the ground with the sword, leaning on the hilt of the sword, taking out a pot of fake wine and drinking it in big gulps.

The Supreme Heavenly Evil said angrily: "I told you to kneel down!"

Lin Fengmian put away the wine pot, wiped his mouth, and shouted.

"Kneel down, your uncle!"

The black fog rolled outside him, thunder flashed, and a hundred-foot-tall evil god's Dharma image emerged in the black fog, howling to the sky.

The sword wings behind the evil god spread out, and the sword feathers on it were wrapped in lightning. Countless flying swords flew out, like a galaxy waterfall rushing up.

Lin Fengmian stepped down, the ground shook violently, and his whole body turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky.

"It turns out that the idiot who pointed the sword at the Supreme is really me. It seems that I really drank too much fake wine and got drunk!"

"But who can tolerate this kind of Supreme!"