The white-haired old man's eyes were full of anger, but there was nothing he could that he is a prisoner of this rank, he cannot protect himself, let alone others.
Suddenly, the iron door of the prison opened, a ray of sunlight fell, and a group of warriors wearing flying fish uniforms and holding embroidered spring knives rushed in, standing on both sides.
As everyone entered, everyone in the prison stood up immediately. Most of the people here were scribes. They cultivated the power of the soul and could naturally see the reality of the people in front of them.
There were only 30 people coming, but each one of them was full of energy and blood, like tigers and wolves. The 30 people poured into the prison together, like thirty furnaces pouring in. The tyrannical martial arts energy and blood dispersed the gloom in the prison.
Everyone present looked shocked. The 30 people in front of them were all Tongxuan realm warriors! To be honest, thirty Tongxuan Realm warriors are nothing to a country, and those who used to stand at the peak of Great Yan would not be surprised by thirty Tongxuan Realm warriors.
In the past, Dayan gritted his teeth and even managed to bring out thirty Yuangang realm warriors, but that was the combined strength of Dayan. The 30 people in front of him, dressed in brocade clothes, were obviously members of Daxia Jinyiwei.
Only Daxia, which is equivalent to the secret guard department, is neither a military nor a civil servant, can produce thirty Tongxuan realm warriors at one time, which can't help but surprise everyone.
In the past, the secret guards who served as the emperor's eyes and monitored the world for him, and the commander who oversaw a state were only Tongxuan realm masters. The total number of masters inside was probably less than thirty Tongxuan realm warriors.
At this time, the white-haired old man who was still sitting deep in the prison let out a long sigh. Daxia was just an ordinary department, but there were so many masters. Dayan did not regret losing.
The top power of Dayan cannot be matched, nor can the army of Dayan, and now even the middle and low-end warriors cannot be Emperor Taizu is resurrected, Dayan will perish!
A group of royal guards stood on both sides, and Ji Gang walked into the prison holding the imperial edict.
The main combat power of the Jinyi Guards is divided into two parts. One is the five divisions, which are the most elite. They protect the safety of the Chu River. Wherever they are summoned, hundreds of households are at the ninth level of is the Fusi of Beizhen, and the test of thousands of households is the ninth level of Xiantian.
As one of the core armies of Chu Jiang, the Jin Yiwei naturally had no shortage of elixirs. With Sun Simiao's elixirs, coupled with the talents of the Jin Yiwei, there were warriors at the ninth level of Xiantian breaking through to the Tongxuan realm almost every day.
There are only about thirty people in the Tongxuan realm summoned by the Jinyiwei. However, the number of people who have broken through to the Tongxuan realm on their own after being summoned has exceeded a hundred. It is easy for today's Jinyiwei to gather thirty people in the Tongxuan realm. ! Ji Gang walked into the prison, glanced at the people in the prison, and said solemnly: "Holy edict: Prime Minister Yan and others attacked and killed the monarch. They have no monarch and no father. They will be executed immediately!"
As soon as the words fell, the entire prison fell silent. All the surrenders looked at Ji Gang in disbelief. Even the white-haired old man in the prison had his eyes widened with disbelief.
"Master Ji, has your Majesty thought clearly? If you kill us, who will dare to surrender to Daxia in the future? Could it be that with your Majesty's ability and the two Hunyuan Realm assistants under your command, you are only willing to guard this three acres of Yan?" Are you allocating land with no plans to expand outward?"
There was no trace of calmness on Prime Minister Dayan's face anymore. He held the railings of the prison with both hands and looked at Ji Gang with a ferocious face!
"A bunch of rats, they think too highly of you. Just a few of you who have no kings and no fathers. What will happen if you kill them? If you surrender normally, it's human nature and I won't say anything. Hum, kill You opened the city and surrendered, I am ashamed to be in your company!"
"If I encounter a crisis someday in Daxia, will you do the same thing as a month ago and commit regicide and beg for mercy from outsiders?"
Ji Gang looked at the people in the prison and snorted, his face full of disgust.
"Okay!" After Ji Gang finished speaking, the white-haired old man in the prison laughed immediately.
"No one wants a vicious dog that hurts people. If you hurt the old owner today and vote for a new owner, tomorrow you will hurt the new owner and vote for someone else!" Ji Gang glanced at the white-haired old man. He didn't say anything, but there was a flash of light in his eyes. Appreciation.
Loyalty, filial piety and justice are human nature. Regardless of their stance, such people can always win people's unfaithful and unfilial person will be reviled by the world even if he kills the king and surrenders!
After the two of them finished speaking, Prime Minister Dayan closed his eyes. The next moment, a rich white light burst out from his body, "Execute!"
As the word "Zhu" fell, the rich literary energy gathered in front of him, turning into a long sword with cold light. The long sword flew towards Ji Gang, and the prison made of fine iron was split into two in an instant. For this sword, Light has no stopping power at all!
"Humph!"
Ji Gang snorted coldly, and the Gang Qi surged around him, and the sharp Gang Qi directly shattered the long sword in the void!
Ji Gang raised his hand and clapped, and the fine iron prison instantly shattered. The sharp energy hit Prime Minister Dayan's abdomen, sending Prime Minister Dayan flying backwards and hitting the ground hard.
With a palm shot, Ji Gang's expression remained unchanged, and he waved his hand again. Two palm prints shot out of the air, knocking the remaining two cultivating Jing Confucian students upside down and flying out!
The three of them hit the ground hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The literary energy in their bodies was directly shaken away by the palm, and they lost the power to resist.
Today's Ji Gang's cultivation has already reached the peak of the Yuan Gang Realm, and is only one step away from the Grand Master of the Zhen Gang Realm. In terms of combat power, he has already entered the middle stage of the Zhen Gang Realm, which is the ordinary sixth level of the Zhen Gang Realm. A warrior, Ji Gang can now fight, let alone a few Confucian students in the cultivation realm.
Although many of Dayan's Cultivation Realm and Yuangang Realm masters were imprisoned, they were not imprisoned in any prison specially built for masters.
In fact, Dayan does not have that kind of prison. If you want to trap such masters, the materials for the prison must use dark iron and other materials. Building a prison with such materials is too expensive. It is better to use these materials to cast weapons. It's true.
Now there is a prison, but it is already locked here, so there are no more repeated recent days, Ji Gang has put the Jinyiwei headquarters behind bars. With Ji Gang here, there is no need to worry about people escaping from prison.
"Pull it out!"
"Yes!"
A group of masters from the Jinyi Guards immediately rushed in, escorted three self-cultivation realm Confucian students and a group of civil and military officials out, and walked towards the execution ground.
Ji Gang looked at the remaining people in the prison, waved his hand and said: "The Emperor's grace is so great that His Majesty allows you and others to leave. You and others are allowed to retire and return to their hometowns. Let's go!"
After that, he turned and a dozen of Dayan's ministers were left alive. After a moment, they walked out of the prison under the leadership of two Confucian students at the Cultivation Realm and a warrior at the Yuangang Realm.
The white-haired old man looked at the sunshine in the sky, looked back at the heavily guarded prison behind him, and sighed: "Great Xia is far more prosperous than my Great Yan!" (End of Chapter)