For many years, no human race dared to be so blatant in the territory of the Northern Jin Barbarian Clan, bordering on provocation, and he was also an outsider, how could he let so many high-ranking barbarians stand it?

Don't say that the barbarians, even if they are self-consciously superior, they also feel that they must teach Wu Ming a lesson, otherwise they will not be able to show their nobility, let alone be able to deter the human slaves who are already under high pressure and gradually have a heart of disobedience.

"Two-legged sheep, staring wide-eyed to see clearly, if you dare to resist, he will be your fate!"

A wolf brutally kicked a human slave to the ground, as if he was still angry, shook the wolf tail like an iron broom, and drew a large blood mark on the back of the human slave, the flesh and blood of the beating were blurred in the blink of an eye, and the hideous and cold gaze squinted at Wu Ming proudly, as if hitting this two-legged sheep who dared to be arrogant at the door of his own house.

"This king has been in Beijin for five years, but I didn't expect to revisit his hometown after five years, and the barbarians are still so virtuous!"

Wu Ming didn't blink his eyes, and looked indifferently at the barbarian general who rushed towards him with a cruel smile, and slowly took a step.

Rumble!

The python robe is windless and automatic, and the dragon python that is alive on it seems to have come to life, under the cover of the pale golden true yuan, the teeth and claws flew out, and before the barbarians approached, they were swept away by the energy, and fell into the crowd with a scream.

"Bold, two-legged sheep, dare to make trouble under the jurisdiction of this king?"

The barbarian king's pupils shrank, and his bloodthirsty eyes flashed with fierce color, and he fiercely raised a gray and dark sword, flashing with the unique luster of a bone blade, mixed with metallic color, and slashed down violently.

Buzz!

The huge axe blade broke through the air, bringing a piercing sound of wind and thunder, and the surrounding sand and dust were flying, and those who were close to the cultivation were directly blown away, stumbling into the houses next to the street.

In their opinion, although the thin Wu Ming's breath is not weak, it is at most similar to the Great Barbarian King of the Second Realm, where can he stop the axe of the Barbarian King at the peak of the Four Realms?

Boom!

What is jaw-dropping is that in the eyes of everyone, Wu Ming, who seemed to be frightened and stupid, and motionless, only had one right hand in the depths, and he held the thunderous giant axe that was enough to crack the stone with a blow!

"You...... Let it go!"

The barbarian king's hairy face was distorted, his eyes were like light bulbs, densely covered with bloodshots, like marble-made arms and muscles bulging, and a terrifying body of blood overflowed from his body, but he was stunned and couldn't move a bit.

Looking at it from a distance, the two are completely disproportionate, and there is a sharp contrast in momentum, obviously the barbarian king is two realms higher than Wu Ming, but he is helpless.

Crunch!

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth were slightly upturned, and he didn't see how he exerted his strength, and the giant axe that had smelted the precious metal refining materials emitted an unbearable piercing roar, and then cracked like ice crystals.

"No ......"

The Barbarian King's eyes were full of disbelief, but his heart was dripping blood.

As we all know, the barbarian living environment is harsh and the resources are scarce, even if there is an unusually rich land, most of them are in the hands of the emperor race, just as most of the resources in the human race are in the hands of the sect, the family, and the imperial court.

The barbarian clan is known for its poverty, and is lazy by nature, and is known for bullying the soft and afraid of the hard.

Boom!

The roar stopped abruptly, and everyone only saw that after Wu Ming crushed the giant axe, his palm fluttered lightly as if he didn't have any strength, and swept it on the chest of the barbarian king like a fly, and then he felt a flower in front of him, and the barbarian king was like an arrow from the string, knocking seven or eight barbarian soldiers away, and falling straight down here.

Fortunately, this street is long enough, it is the main street of the Acropolis, and the bones roll out of the unknown distance, and after the huge body hits the ground, it even smashed the ground paved with huge stones into a mess, and it took a long time to stop, but he didn't get up, and he fainted!

"Shhh

The sound of gasping cold air came and went, whether it was a barbarian, a human barbarian, or a human race, all of them brushed back in unison, as if they had seen a ghost, and their eyes showed awe.

Being able to take the gap between the cultivation of the two realms, stunned with one palm, is known for its rough skin and thick flesh, and the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers is already above the same level of the human race, which has already proved that this thin and unspoken human race has extraordinary martial arts combat power!

"Now, can I go and report it?"

Wu Ming slowly walked to the front of the barbarian king who was guarding the door.

"Ben...... You...... Yes yes ......"

The barbarian king shivered, and the fat all over his body trembled with ripples, and he nodded and retreated.

"Hmph!

Before it could move, a majestic cold drink came from the sky, but when a mountain of meat descended, everyone felt a darkness above their heads, their bodies were extremely heavy, their legs were like lead, and they bent down involuntarily.

Emperors, only a group of emperors can have such coercion beyond the level of life!

The only one present who was not affected was Wu Ming!

The barbarian king was even more unbearable, and knelt directly on the ground, bowing in a trembling voice: "Meet His Royal Highness the Barbarian Emperor." ”

"As an envoy, it's too late, have the rules of your human race been eaten by dogs?"

The person who came was a barbarian emperor, named the hernia, at this time he looked at Wu Ming condescendingly, his reddish eyes were full of tyranny, the fangs at the corners of his mouth were raised high like sharp blades, and there were two rings hanging on it, but the ornaments were two half-bone and half-jade human skulls.

The bone is jadeized, and only by being refined by the True Yuan all the year round, and the body of the Earth Evil Yin Vein Quenching, can there be a possible change, in other words, this is at least the skull of the two Great Masters of the Yin God of the Human Race and One Realm.

"This king's hometown revisited, enjoyed the scenery along the way, did not want to immerse himself in the customs of Beijin, so delayed the world. ”

Although it was a little surprising that this barbarian emperor would play tricks on him, how could Wu Ming show weakness and explain casually, and changed his words, "It's the barbarian side, what is the intention of learning that this king is coming and repeatedly obstructing it?" Is it because he is afraid of ......?"

"Hmph, how can I be afraid of a weak two-legged sheep?"

He snorted coldly, and said proudly, "Don't play tricks with this emperor, Ba Gu has been waiting in the king's tent for a long time, I'm afraid you won't dare to go!"

"I can't ask for it!"

Wu Ming smiled lightly, walked leisurely past the hernia, and went straight to the Dutian King's tent in the north of the acropolis.

"Hmph, what are you doing in a daze, let these two-legged sheep who don't understand the rules see what are the rules of my barbarians!"

The bloodthirsty and gloomy color in the hernia eyes flashed away, and the cruel voice shouted.

"Ahh......hh

Before the words fell, the screams rang out one after another, but I saw that the barbarians on both sides of the street, no matter how high or low they cultivated, suddenly tore the human race around them to pieces, and even a few people couldn't avoid being killed by the pond fish.

"This king is very curious, who helped you come up with the idea to ruin the reputation of this king so much?"

Wu Ming's footsteps paused slightly, and he didn't look back.

"Do you think that our barbarians are the same as the human race, and we need those twists and turns? This emperor just saw that these slaves didn't understand the rules and made an example of them!"

The corner of the hernia was slightly twitching, and the buzzing sound was like thunder.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming smiled indifferently and walked away, ignoring the dead corpses all over the street, turning a blind eye to the mournful wails and resentful gazes.

"It's so enduring, it's different from what those guys said!"

He looked at Wu Ming's back, and a trace of suspicion and unwillingness flashed in his hideous and bloody eyes.

In fact, he very much hoped that Wu Ming would not be able to take action, so that he would have a reason to suppress it, after all, it was within the scope of his duties.

But the barbarians pursue the respect of the strong, this concept is almost integrated into the bones, instinctively think that the strong can take what the weak want, and the red tape of the human race is bondage, otherwise they will not be defeated and retreated, and the living space is getting smaller and smaller.

As one of the acropolis of the Heavenly King's Tent, there is definitely more than one emperor-level powerhouse, and there are even hidden half-saints, but no one will make a move against a human race grandmaster because of this, and even if he wins, he will become a laughing stock.

"Hey, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, there are masters!"

Step by step, he walked out of the Acropolis gate, looking at the white fur tents not far away, Wu Ming casually rubbed the blood stains on the soles of his shoes.

It's just that no matter how much you rub it, the gangster's boots with white soles are still soaked in thick blood.

"Throughout your five years of life after returning to Beijing, you have relied on your prestige among the common people several times to save the day, and this practice will not only sentence you to dereliction of duty in the Great Song Dynasty, but as long as you give a little publicity, your reputation will plummet, and most of the human slaves who will not escape from Beijin will not give you half a good word ......in the future!

Ku Ye didn't finish speaking, and his meaning was self-evident.

This calculation was too shady, and it didn't give Wu Ming a chance to distinguish at all, and it had already spread on the side of the Great Song Dynasty.

"Those who become big things are not informal, hehe!"

Wu Ming smiled, feeling a little astringent.

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless?

Even if Wu Ming, who had already cultivated an iron-hearted heart, could not really be indifferent when he saw so many Terrans fall at his feet.

But what can it be?

Powerless!

Moreover, he was still warning himself in his heart that even if he had the ability, he would not lend a hand.

"Fuck, so many people tall, what's the matter with me?"

Wu Ming scolded, kicked hard, grinded a stone, was expressionless, and strode towards the gate of the tent.

Guarding the door is a team of great barbarian king-level lion barbarians, and the dignified barbarians don't seem to think that there is anything wrong with guarding the door.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that although they are tall and full of yellow hair, their faces are different from ordinary lions, especially a pair of eyes, which are all human.

It's just that the lion barbarian bloodline is too strong, making the two pure-blooded barbarians at first glance.

There was no embarrassment, no strange gaze, all the gatekeepers stood like statues at the door of the tent, and none of them led the way.

Until Wu Ming disappeared into the camp group, the miserable howls in the acropolis still did not stop, as if a tyrannical existence was venting something.

Under the already dim sky, a huge bonfire was lit in the gaps of the tent as far as the eye could see, illuminating a radius of hundreds of miles like day.

Wu Ming's journey was not slow, and his goal was extremely clear, which was the golden dome that sat above the center of the camp.

Walking only thirty miles, Wu Ming, who had not been hindered in any way, suddenly paused and looked at a mountain-like shadow dozens of zhang away!