Chapter 137: Debate with ministers, Kong Rong vomits blood, and Yang Biao dies?
Ye Feng didn't expect that there would be people who were not afraid of death. He was puzzled at first, but after a little thought, he understood the trick.

He looked at Kong Rong, who was stiff-necked and blushing, and asked with a smile, "May I ask, Lord Kong, when the Ten Eunuchs were in turmoil, why didn't you dare to speak out and advise them?"

"When the Yellow Turbans were rampant, why didn't you take the initiative to ask Zhang Jiao to surrender?"

Kong Rong showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, and shook his head for a moment: "No matter how chaotic the Ten Attendants are, I will never dare to rebel."

"As for the Yellow Turbans, they are nothing more than a minor problem. Why should we worry about them?"

"But you control the Imperial Guards and the absolute power of the Eight Armies of Xiyuan. If you want to cause chaos, no one in Luoyang can stop you."

"Therefore, you must surrender your military power, otherwise there is a possibility of rebellion."

These words were eloquent and many people even felt their faces burning. However, Ye Feng's deterrent power was too great and no one would have an easy time with him in the court. Therefore, everyone suppressed their opinions and did not say much.

Cai Yong frowned, wanting to scold Kong Rong, the hypocrite who talked about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but when he thought of Ye Feng's explanation, he held back.

Queen He also felt sorry for Ye Feng, but even though she loved Ye Feng very much, she could not let go of her obsession. She was hesitating and naturally would not help Ye Feng out of the predicament.

Ye Feng pointed at Dong Zhuo who was locked up like a turtle behind Yuan Shao and said, "Dong Zhuo is only the governor of Xiliang, but he took control of 200,000 border troops of Xiliang without authorization and surrounded Luoyang. Isn't this a rebellion?"

"I am the Lieutenant General of the Imperial Guards. I have the duty to protect the capital, the emperor, and the empress. I took the lead in making arrangements when the situation was unclear. How could I be considered a traitor?"

Kong Rong was stunned and speechless for a moment.

He didn't dare to say, "Dong Zhuo is a confidant of the aristocratic family and his appearance here was intentional," otherwise he would really become a sinner.

Ye Feng continued, "Although you are the direct descendant of Confucius, you have always only spoken for the nobles. Where do you have the heart to help the world?"

"Everyone knows that I am trusted by the late emperor and the empress dowager, and I have wiped out the Yellow Turban rebels. But in your mouth, these achievements have become a conspiracy with ulterior motives."

"Even if you are eloquent, can you really turn black into white?"

"If you really go to hell one day, how will you face the ancestors of the Kong family?"

"You old bastard with white hair! You old thief with a gray beard, do you really think that people in this world can't tell right from wrong?"

After a lot of scolding, Kong Rong was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. He pointed at Ye Feng and said, "You you."

Before he finished speaking, “Puff.”

A mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes went black, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

Ye Feng was startled. He wanted to use his spiritual seed but stopped the action instantly. He looked at Kong Rong who was lying on the ground with disdain: "It is said that the sea can accommodate all rivers and is great because of its tolerance. You have lived half your life in vain and you can't even cultivate your energy. You are really living a dog's life at your age."

This finishing blow made Kong Rong, who had fallen to the ground, feel angry again, and his eyes, which were about to open, closed instantly.

Yuan Shao frowned slightly, looking at Kong Rong who was vomiting blood. Just as he was about to make up, the Taiwei Yang Biao on the side seemed to find that Ye Feng had a good temper. He immediately became bolder and stepped forward with his beard pouting: "Ye Feng, you have been blessed by the emperor for generations, but you don't think about repaying the Han Dynasty. Instead, you are showing off your eloquence here. What is your intention?"

"Hand over your military power and you can prove your innocence, otherwise..."

Ye Feng looked at the many ministers around him who agreed with him. If they continued arguing one by one, wouldn't it just become a debate among many scholars?
It's just that he doesn't have the patience of Zhuge Liang.

With a smile on his lips and a frown on his face, he said, "Do you know what happens to those who resist me?"

The majesty of a heavenly general emanated from Ye Feng.

Invisible pressure surrounded Yang Biao. He subconsciously wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, but there were countless pairs of eyes watching him. If he really knelt down and begged for mercy, his reputation would be ruined.

Yuan Shao, who was standing by, was waiting for Ye Feng to show his weakness. Hearing this, he was filled with excitement. He drew the sword from his waist and shouted, "Ye Feng, don't think that everyone in the world is afraid of you."

"The sword in your hand is sharp, and our swords are not bad either!"

"Even if you kill us today, you won't be able to stop the people from talking nonsense. We are waiting for you in the underworld." As soon as Yuan Shao finished speaking, Chunyu Qiong, Bao Hong and others also drew their swords at their waists, with determination on their faces.

Looking at the support from the people around him, Yang Biao estimated that Ye Feng would not kill him directly.

After thinking it over, he suppressed his fear and said loudly, "Why should the Yang family be afraid of threats?"

"Don't underestimate me!!"

As soon as the words fell, a sense of oppression from the soul filled the whole body.

At this moment he felt the threat of death. He stared at Ye Feng with disbelief. When he saw the smile on Ye Feng's lips, Yang Biao understood instantly and endless fear burst out from the bottom of his heart.

"I"

This time he didn't have time to finish his words. The vitality of his internal organs was destroyed by Ye Feng's mental power. His eyes went dark in an instant and he fell straight to the ground.

This scene made Yuan Shao, Chunyu Qiong, Cao Cao and others subconsciously take a few steps back and look at Ye Feng with caution.

"General Yang, General Yang"

Everyone rushed forward, and when they found that Yang Biao was lying on the ground with no life left, anger instantly surged in their hearts.

"Ye Feng, you are so vicious!"

"You actually tried to kill the general!"

"How is this different from rebellion?"

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled: "What do you mean?"

"Did you see me take action just now?"

"I haven't even drawn the sword at my waist, and you're accusing me of murder? Isn't this a bit like calling a horse a zebra?"

"Although I, Ye Feng, am young, I cannot bear your frame-up. If you say anything more, you will really tear your face off with me and turn against me."

"Think clearly"

Yuan Shao was furious: "Why is the Grand Commandant dead?"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "When you get older, anything can happen. Didn't Kong Rong vomit blood and faint just now?"

"What's wrong with that?"

Yuan Shao was breathing heavily and stammering, not knowing how to refute for a moment.

He knew in his heart that it was Ye Feng's doing, but Ye Feng did not do anything just now, so how did he kill people?
He looked at Wen Chou standing beside him, his eyes full of questions.

Wen Chou shook his head, looking confused.

Seeing this, Yuan Shao instantly gave up the idea of ​​pursuing the matter, and was instead filled with deep fear.

If Ye Feng could take people's lives invisibly, then wouldn't his life also depend on Ye Feng's thoughts?
Perhaps everyone thought of this at the same time. The fearless look in their eyes no longer appeared, but instead they were filled with fear and uneasiness.

The one-sided fighting outside the city was still going on. Dong Zhuo felt heartbroken as he watched his elite soldiers fall in a pool of blood.

Finally, he couldn't help but shouted: "Ye Feng, why don't you stop?"

"Do you really want to kill them all?"

As soon as these words came out, the strange atmosphere on the city wall changed, and everyone looked at Dong Zhuo.
(End of this chapter)