"Oh, so that desert master has been in the ring for four days in the West Market?"

Ye Qingyu nodded thoughtfully.

"Yes, these barbarians are very arrogant, and they have injured many of us," Gao Han said: "Since the envoys of the two barbarians and the two demon clans entered Beijing, the snow capital has begun to jump, especially those barbarians, they don't understand any rules, and they cause trouble everywhere......

When Ye Qingyu heard this, his eyebrows lifted, the essence in his eyes flashed, and he said, "Is this still called some movement?

"It's over, no one dares to care, those barbarian warriors left with a swagger, and later the families of those poor women also reported to the official, but the major deployments didn't dare to take it......," Gao Han said angrily.

Ye Qingyu lined up on the foundation of the stone hall with one palm, and said angrily: "What about the people in the Imperial Capital Security Station, what about the people in the patrol camp? Shouldn't they be in charge of such a thing?"

"The head of the Imperial Capital Public Security Office, it is said that he is sick and does not go out to show his face, that area is the jurisdiction of the Jiangbei Patrol Battalion, [Purple Eyes] Du Heng is in charge of the patrol battalion, and it is said that the civilians who went to sue are all blasted out!" Gao Han sighed: " Now the situation in the empire is in danger, the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion and the military department have successively sent out the news, we must ensure the success of this peace talks, so we can't provoke the people of the four major foreign missions, strictly order the deployment of the yamen in Beijing, and not conflict with the mission, but also to the major gangs in the capital have said hello, so that the people in the martial arts can not be enemies with the mission, the patrol battalions in the imperial capital, the main task now is not to strictly prevent foreign people, but to restrain the people of the human race, it is said that during this time, all the people in the rivers and lakes enter the imperial capital, they must register and make a register, and they are strictly guarded, that is, they are worried that they will violate the ban with martial arts, and this group of hot-blooded and reckless men will do something that is not conducive to the overall situation of peace talks。 ”

"The overall situation of peace talks?" Ye Qingyu sneered and said: "Lowering his voice makes those aliens look down on him even more, and he really comes to exchange for peace? ”

Gao Han was silent.

A hundred years of peace have indeed changed this once iron-blooded empire too much, and the successors are accustomed to keeping it and losing their enterprising spirit.

"Send someone to find those poor women, settle them properly, and ask them all about the names and characteristics of those barbarian warriors......" Ye Qingyu looked at the fire forest below, and said in a calm but firm tone.

A flash of joy flashed on Gao Han's face: "My lord, what do you mean......"

Ye Qingyu did not speak.

But Gao Han had already understood what the hall master meant.

......

"Who else?"

The imperial capital of West City.

A barbarian warrior in the shape of a bear shouted triumphantly in the ring.

This barbarian warrior has a beard and is close to three meters tall, like a little giant, which is a unique physical characteristic of the barbarians, the height of the normal barbarians is more than two meters, and the height of the average barbarian warrior is about three meters.

This barbarian warrior was dressed in white bone armor, his bare skin bulged like a small mountain, full of explosive power, tattooed with dense tattoos, looking treacherous and gloomy, a white bone spear made of unknown giant beast bones, upside down in the ring.

At his feet, a middle-aged warrior in his thirties, with a collapsed sternum, spitting blood, and it seemed that he would not survive.

The barbarian warrior slapped his chest and screamed.

Around the ring, it was crowded with people.

Everyone had a look of anger and resentment on their faces.

On one side of the ring, there were more than a dozen barbarian warriors with contemptuous faces, all of whom were about three meters tall.

Among these barbarians, there is one Terran who stands out in particular.

It was a man who looked like a Terran scribe, wearing a robe with a treacherous barbarian pattern scrawled on it with bright red paint, and a barbarian beast feather folding fan in his hand, and his face looked a little gloomy.

He looks like he's supposed to be a barbarian translator or something.

The barbarian warrior in the ring turned his head and said a few words to the yin owl scribe, the scribe smiled and nodded, and then he turned around, his face became arrogant and contemptuous again, looked at the people around the ring, and opened his mouth and drank loudly-

"Lord Shi Hu said, I heard that there is a dragon and a crouching tiger hidden in the imperial capital of the human race, who knows that it is better to be famous when you meet, these people in the ring are too weak, if you put it between the white mountains and black waters, it is only suitable to be a slave, and this kind of weak person is not even qualified to eat meat...... Emperor Capital Terran, it's really disappointing to him, Lord Shi Hu lowered his standards, who of you can let him use this white bone spear next to him, even if he loses!"

Around the ring, there was a sudden scolding.

There were those who scolded the barbarian warriors.

There are also those who scold this middle-aged scribe.

In the eyes of many onlookers, this Yin Owl scribe is even more hateful than the barbarian warriors, this kind of betrayal of their own race, defection to the alien race, since ancient times, called the alien race, is the most hated existence of the human race.

The xenomorph scribe in the ring obviously came from the wilderness with the barbarians, and his dress was already completely similar to the barbarians, like lackeys.

"Who dares to come up? Hehe, what's the matter, are there all the cowards in the imperial capital? It's been five days, and not even a real master has appeared, has the human race declined to this extent? Hehe, what qualifications does such a cowardly race have to occupy the most prosperous place in the Heavenly Desolate Realm?"

The xenomorph scribe shouted mockingly.

"You're going to die!"

Someone in the crowd couldn't help it, and threw a javelin, like a bolt of lightning, and stabbed at the alien scribe.

A hint of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the xenomorph scribe.

"Die!" The beast feather fan in his hand flicked slightly, and the javelin froze in the void, and then shook slightly, and shot back at a faster speed, in the direction it came.

His strength is not low.

The crowd exclaimed.

The young man who threw the javelin turned pale.

He was only in a moment of anger that he wanted to stab the alien scribe to death, and his real strength was nothing more than the four-eyed spiritual spring, where could he catch the terrible javelin that flew back from the upside-down barb?

Just as he closed his eyes and waited for death, suddenly there was another exclamation in his ears.

The young man opened his eyes in disbelief.

He saw a figure standing against the light.

A tall young man stood in front of him, the sun shining on him, his back a shadow blurred, and he stretched out one hand and grasped the thunderous javelin, the tip of which was less than a hair's distance from the tip of his nose, but it could no longer be saved.

"How dare a wild dog who betrays his lord commit murder in the territory of the human race?"

The tall young man spoke, his voice as clear as a knife under the sun.

In the ring, the xenomorph scribe sneered: "What are you, and what qualifications do you have to scold me? If you are not convinced, you will go to the ring to fight!"

The barbarian warrior named Shi Hu also hooked his finger at the tall young man with a contemptuous expression.

The young man let go.

Bang Dang!

The javelin in his hand fell to the ground.

The surrounding crowd subconsciously retreated.

The young man's figure flashed, and everyone only felt that he had already appeared in the ring with a flower in front of them.

"Forcing you to use a weapon?" ......he smiled and said, "If you can catch me, you win." ”

The voice did not fall.

The young man stretched out his palm.

A wisp of sharp knife suddenly burst out in the palm of his flesh.

Shi Hu's face changed wildly, instinctively felt the threat, grabbed the bone spear beside him with his backhand, the body of the spear shook wildly, and he came to life like a white bone dragon python, and at the same time, the treacherous tattoo on his body shone with an eerie light, and an indescribable power diffused in his body.

This is the barbarian power of the barbarians.

Shi Hu's strength exploded in an instant, and it was equivalent to the cultivation fluctuations of the Terran Bitter Sea Realm.

But—

All this to no avail.

When Shi Hu's momentum reached its peak, the sword in the young man's hand suddenly slashed out.

It's like a god soldier has cut tofu.

The bone spear, along with Shi Hu's body, was neatly split in two in an instant.

"What?"

The xenomorph scribe was shocked.

On the other side, more than a dozen barbarian warriors had already reflected it, roaring and roaring into the ring, like mad tigers, besieging the young man.

The young man raised his hand unhurriedly and took off the long knife hanging behind his back.

On the handle of the knife, a wisp of bright red silk is wrapped.

With a knife in his hand, the young man's momentum skyrocketed, and the whole person stood in the ring like an undefeated god of war, until the dozen or so barbarian warriors invaded within one meter of him, and the long knife slashed out with a backhand.

In an instant, the sword snatched away the light of heaven and earth.

The figures of all the barbarian warriors suddenly stiffened in place.

"You...... Are you ...... [Peerless Sword King] Qin Zhishui?" Only then did the xenomorph scribe react, and his face suddenly looked frightened and frightened, and the whole person slowly retreated and became vigilant.

The name [Peerless Sword King] half a year ago may only be known to people in the rivers and lakes.

But since the two barbarian generals who competed in the battle of 10,000 people were killed in the deep camp, and their heads were hung on the barbarian battle flags, the name [Peerless Sword King] has resounded throughout the Heavenly Desolate Realm.

In the past few months, the embarrassed and angry White Mountain and Black Water Barbarians have successively sent a large number of strong men to hunt down and kill Qin Zhishui, but on the contrary, they have suffered heavy losses due to casualties......

It can be said that in the hearts of the barbarians, the name Qin Zhishui is as terrifying as the Demon King.

They never expected that Qin Zhishui, who was being chased and killed, would appear in the imperial capital and here......

The xenomorph scribe sensed that something was wrong and immediately turned and fled.

Although he is also a martial arts master, he simply does not have the courage to fight with an existence like the [Peerless Sword King], because he deeply knows how strong the barbarian powerhouses who died under the sword of the [Peerless Sword King] are.

But it was too late.

Qin Zhishui's long knife slashed from afar.

Immediately retract the knife.

"Puff ......"

Blood burst out, and clear knife marks appeared on the bodies of the barbarian warriors and xenomorph scribes, and then they were divided into two waists in unison, and their corpses were lying in the ring.

Around the ring, there was a cheering voice.

Then the crowd was confused.

In the distance, an Imperial Armorer hurried in.

And in the ring, the figure of the [Peerless Sword King], after I don't know what, has disappeared without a trace.