Eighty miles of main street, all the way to the red carpet.

The ginkgo tree blooms, and the petals float in the sky.

Ningbei walked like a tiger, walking on the main street, nodding slightly.

The excited people on both sides, especially the enthusiastic men, shouted loudly: "King Kita, you have finally come to our Kyoto!" ”

"The top ten gods of war in Beiliang, are you here together?"

"Are the Northern Liang Army coming together?"

"Kyoto welcomes the King of the North, I am a fan of the Northern Liang Army!"

"Brother Beiwang, look here!"

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In the crowd, there were men in their forties and fifties, and teenagers in their twenties and twenties, all shouting excitedly, and finally saw the Beiliang military master!

The Beiliang Army has influenced more than one generation!

There are various versions of the legend of the Northern Liang Army on the Internet, but each story faintly reveals the horror of the north.

Now the myth of the north has appeared openly in Kyoto, and people have poured into the streets.

There are also many young girls, dressed up beautifully and moving, looking at the white-clothed young man walking on the main street, I can't believe that this is the king of Beiliang!

It's really too young.

It is precisely because of this youth that it has become a myth of the North.

Become an idol that the younger generation is excited about.

It is this young man in white, with a young attitude, who is in charge of the ten major legions of Beiliang, holding the sword of the Northern King, and all countries outside the country are afraid.

For the boiling enthusiasm of the people, the Kyoto garrison was on full alert, and did not dare to make the slightest omission, and when there was a mistake, they would not be able to eat and walk around.

In front of the red carpet, there should have been nothing.

A five-year-old little girl, dressed exquisitely, like a cute porcelain doll, is now timid in front of her, a little scared.

The little girl was a little overwhelmed.

Huangfu Wushuang's eyes flashed fiercely, and he glanced at the Kyoto garrisons on both sides.

The eight young garrisons in charge of the guard, their faces turned pale, and they wanted to take the little girl away.

Ningbei was dressed in white like snow, with a black gilded unicorn robe with shoulder buttons, and gently bent down to pick up the little girl, causing the surrounding people to boil higher.

"Little sister, what about your family?" Ning Bei hugged the little girl, stepped on the red carpet, and continued to walk forward.

The little girl said timidly, "There are so many people, I don't know where my mother is?" ”

"Don't be afraid, my brother will take you to your mother later!" Ning Bei hugged her, and his heart was already angry.

From the moment he passed through the main entrance, the momentum in the dark has not stopped!

Only for one person in Ningbei!

There are already as many as nine forces of momentum, each of which is like a mountain, pressing on Ning Bei's body.

This is to make him, the king of Ningbei, stand out in public!

If you can't bear the strong coercion, the result will be very miserable, the light person will not be able to stand steadily, and the heavy person will kneel directly on the ground, and it will be difficult to get up.

This is martial arts coercion!

But now, the little girl in Ning Bei's arms is an ordinary innocent child, and she can't resist the coercion of a powerful king-level person.

The momentum oppression fell on the little girl, and it could directly kill her.

On the red carpet, Ningbei walked all the way, leaving deep footprints.

Prove how strong he resists coercion!

Ning Bei said softly: "In order to make me ugly, don't you even care about the lives of innocent children?" ”

whispered a word, but in exchange for nine stronger coercion!

Nine forces of momentum pressed down, like nine mountains.

Ning Bei's thin body was as tall as a gun, and he stopped abruptly because the little girl in his arms was a little pale, and said timidly: "Brother, I'm uncomfortable!" ”

The momentum of the nine feudal kings is all aimed at Ningbei.

It is absolutely impossible to say that the little girl is not affected by half a point!

Ning Bei looked at the little cutie in his arms, doting and said, "Listen to my brother's words and close your eyes, okay?" ”

"Good!"

The little girl's voice was immature and innocent.

The next moment, Ningbei moved!

He held the little girl in his right hand and dodged at a speed of seventy meters per second.

All eyes are on.

Ningbei actually did it!

Burst out with all his strength that belongs to his king-level.

Seventy meters per second, the naked eye of ordinary people, simply cannot capture this speed.

Ning Bei's toes tapped the ground, jumped up more than ten meters in the air, and the Beiwang knife on his waist was instantly unsheathed.

The sword flew out of the sky, and the black sword light fell on the top of a nearby attic.

In the attic, there was a middle-aged man standing with his hands in his hands, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his bearing was extraordinary, releasing a very strong coercion, and the person targeted was King Ningbei who was originally walking on the red carpet.

The direction of the nine forces of momentum has already been perceived by Ningbei.

They bullied Ningbei when he was young.

Ke Ningbei came all the way, did not respond, and let them thirteen miles!

In exchange, they have to make inches.

Involving innocent children today, that is to force Ningbei to start killing again.

Ningbei's speed is too fast, this is the strength of the peak king level, with one sword, the entire attic is divided into two, and the middle-aged man standing in the attic.

His eyes showed fear, he stood in place, his breath was cut off, and a blood mark appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and he died violently in an instant.

Nine king-level momentum, instantly missing one.

The other eight were all shocked!

They really didn't expect that the people of Kyoto would flood the streets, and in front of three thousand people, this King of Beiliang would dare to make a move!

It's a pity that Ningbei shot too fast, from the unsheath of the Beiwang knife to the return to the sheath, it took less than a second.

The people of the entire main street are still boiling.

The king of Ningbei in their eyes still stood quietly in place, holding a delicate little girl like a porcelain doll in his arms, and continued to walk forward!

No one knows what's going on in the shadows.

However, in Kyoto, there are many families of gate valves, and the forces are criss-crossed, and I don't know how many powerful warriors there are.

The moment Ning Bei pulled out the Beiwang Knife, many old antiques felt a fleeting shocking murderous aura.

Who would have thought that King Beiliang was provoked and would directly draw his sword.

Iron wrist, really domineering!

The noble and cold eighty-mile road, the boiling of the residents of Kyoto, constantly shouting the name of the North King.

Ning Bei was indifferent, walked through the street, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Bei Liang is not the Lingnan Army of the past!" ”

In a word, tell Kyoto!

The Northern Liang Army was not the Lingnan Army of the year.

Although the northern cloth is young, it is not to be bullied!

Secretly nine kings, no matter who they are, Ningbei secretly targets and implicates innocent children today, then Ningbei will dare to cut them with a knife!

Some of Kyoto's gate valve families may have old antiques.

Want to give Ningbei a dismount for the first time in Kyoto?

Then this king of Beiliang responded to them with the knife in his hand, the anger from Beiliang!

He conceded thirteen miles, not because he was afraid of thinking in Kyoto!

He Ningbei Xiang let thirteen miles of road, respect for Kyoto!

Respect to me Huaxia!

Respect for the billions of people of the Han Dynasty!

Just because this is Kyoto, the capital of a country, it is sacrosanct.

Therefore, Ningbei Xianglet Thirteen Miles Road, and it is my Huaxia that is respected.

But today Ningbei drew his sword and beheaded one of the nine kings, defending the iron law of China.

As a king-level figure, there is no injury in the body, and he can live for three hundred years!

This kind of character, who has cultivated to this point, has a respected status, but in the end, in order to target him Ningbei, he does not hesitate to harm innocent children, that is, to find death.

Huangfu Wushuang and others walked in the crowd.

Eighty miles of red carpet, only Ningbei can walk.