When the order was given, the audience was shocked.

Everyone looked at this young man in white, and he was really terrible.

Five team leaders will be executed in one sentence?

One positive and four pairs, all must die!

Zhang Zhongyuan's eyes were full of anger, and he knelt down on one knee with his fists clenched: "Wang Teng and others are at fault, but they are not guilty to death, please open up the North Wangwang!" ”

Does he Zhang Zhongyuan still dare to intercede?

This kind of ugly thing happened in the Qingzhou group, and he Zhang Zhongyuan was not strict in discipline, and he could not escape the blame!

Yuan Tianfeng smiled angrily: "You still dare to plead, the Qingzhou Group is right under your nose, hiding dirt and dirt, you, the commander, are useless, and it is difficult to escape the responsibility!" ”

Wang Teng and the five of them, their eyes were incredulous, looking at the young man in white in front of them.

Ningbei's white clothes are like snow, wrapped in a black cloak with shoulder buckles, and the gilded unicorn pattern on it is majestic and noble, as if stepping on the clouds and glaring at everyone present!

"The gilded unicorn picture, the sign of the Beiliang flag, you are...... Beiliang Army Lord! ”

Wang Teng's face turned pale, and he finally understood why his commander kept calling the white-clothed young man in front of him the king of the north.

In the whole world, the only person who dares to be called the king of the north is the thousand-year-old hero of Beiliang!

A generation of Northern Liang King!

He's here!

Chen Lingyu's eyes looked dead behind Ning Bei, and the majestic unicorn diagram with his sideburns was lifelike, which made him calm and breathing disordered at the moment.

This proves that his heart is extremely unsettled.

All eyes are on it.

Chen Lingyu, who was thin and thin, had fine iron handcuffs on both hands, his ankles were chained, and his shoulders were pierced through his shoulder blades by iron hooks, and blood flowed out from time to time.

He knelt down on one knee, clenched his fists and shouted: "Beiliang Dark Pile Chen Lingyu, see the military master!" ”

Swish!

The audience was silent.

Wang Teng and the others opened their eyes wide, flashing with disbelief.

Zhu Bajie lost his voice: "What? ”

Chen Lingyu is from Beiliang?

Or the North Liang Dark Pile!

The people who moved Beiliang, there is no one in the world who can protect the people of the Qingzhou group.

Chen covered her small mouth with her soft white jade fingers, her eyes were shocked, she couldn't believe that her own brother was actually Beiliang Dark Stake!

Chen Lingyu has never said this to anyone!

Zhang Zhongyuan's eyes were shocked, and his eyes flashed with anger, wanting to speak, but he didn't dare.

Chen Lingyu exposed his identity this time, this is to force everyone in the Qingzhou Group to death!

Beiliang dark pile, that's the people of the north!

According to the rules of Bei Liang, whoever stains the blood of their comrades, they will kill them!

Blood for blood, tooth for tooth, is the style of the Northern Liang Army!

My strongest elite in China is the Beiliang Army!

Pursuing the concept of killing as the guardian, resisting the eight countries outside the country and roaring the world, this kind of iron-blooded force, good at fighting, brave, and not afraid of killing!

The people who moved their Beiliang couldn't protect the Qingzhou group.

What's more, Chen Lingyu was pierced with a pipa bone.

This is the people of Beiliang!

It was the Beiliang Army who was humiliated!

The people of the Qingzhou group humiliated Beiliang like this, and their crimes were the three clans!

Therefore, Chen Lingyu's exposure of his identity this time is to force everyone in the Qingzhou Group to death!

The people around were shocked.

Chen Lingyu knelt on one knee and was facing Ningbei at the moment.

Only Yuan Tianfeng said in a low voice: "Since it is my Beiliang Dark Pile, which department does it belong to, and the tokens on my body can be?" ”

"I belong to the Beiliang Martial Arts Department, I joined Beiliang five years ago, and the token is a silver unicorn!"

Chen Lingyu had a scar from the muscle of his left arm, and there was something hidden in the flesh and blood.

A small silver unicorn the size of a stone was pulled out by him, and it was drenched in blood.

This is the Beiliang token!

But where there is a stake, there must be this thing.

Yuan Tianfeng recognized it as if it was his Beiliang thing.

Zhang Zhongyuan glanced at it, and finally slowly closed his eyes, knowing that not only Wang Teng and these people were going to die today!

He Zhang Zhongyuan will also be punished!

The Qingzhou group was in charge of him Zhang Zhongyuan, but he caught the Beiliang dark pile, which hurt Chen Lingyu even more.

This is stained with the blood of my comrades!

The eight iron laws of Beiliang, but those who are in the north, who doesn't know.

Whoever is stained with the blood of his comrades must die.

Ning Bei took the silver little unicorn and said softly: "It's my Beiliang person, how many years, since I Ningbei took charge of the Beiliang Army, I raised my eyes and looked at the world, who dared to insult my Beiliang soldiers?" ”

"Even if it is eight countries abroad, they don't dare to insult my Beiliang Army!"

"But today, in this three-inch land, someone insulted me Beiliang, injured my Beiliang comrades, little monkey, how to calculate this blood debt?"

Ning Bei's thin lips moved slightly, and the Beiwang knife in his hand was unsheathed again.

The North King knife was unsheathed, and the light of the knife swept by, cutting off Chen Lingyu's leg cuffs and handcuffs.

Only the iron hook on Chen Lingyu's shoulder blade is extremely difficult to remove.

Yuan Tianfeng said coldly: "My Beiliang comrades, whether they are on active duty or retired, as long as there is no mistake, those who hurt them will be killed!" ”

"Then kill them!"

Ning Bei glanced at Wang Teng and the five of them.

At this moment, Yuan Tianfeng was full of murderous anger.

Zhu Bajie's face turned pale and knelt down: "Lord Beiwang, I ......"

Swish!

The order to kill the king of the north has been issued, and it is useless to beg for mercy!

All five of them must die!

Yuan Tianfeng swept over with the war knife in his hand, slashed Zhu Bajie, and killed him on the spot.

Wang Teng, the leader of the Qingzhou group, was all beheaded.

On this night, the rain was pouring down on a rainy night, the sky was covered with black clouds, thunder was roaring, and lightning was incessant.

The atmosphere was oppressive and terrible.

Blood was running down the floor.

Ning Bei glanced at Zhang Zhongyuan, his thin lips moved slightly, and his voice was like thunder: "Kneel!" ”

Zhang Zhongyuan knelt down on his knees, what a mistake he made, he knew it in his heart!

"Your majesty is not strict, hurt my Beiliang comrades, kneel here for a long night, think about it!"

Ning Bei took Chen Lingyu and entered the hall.

Only Zhang Zhongyuan knelt outside the door and let the heavy rain hit him.

The commander of the three dignified provinces of the Central Plains, he was named the Central Plains War Knife.

And now kneel here!

Yuan Tianfeng said indifferently: "You, hand over the cold knife!" ”

"I won't pay!" Zhang Zhongyuan raised his head, his eyes flashed with disbelief, and he stubbornly refused to fight at this moment!

For the Beiliang soldiers, even if they are retired, they don't need to hand over their Beiliang knives.

From the moment he entered Beiliang, the cool knife accompanied every soldier.

At this moment, asking Zhang Zhongyuan to hand over the cold knife is tantamount to forcing him to cut himself!

For the Beiliang boy, he would rather die than fight with a knife!

Cool knife is their faith!

Yuan Tianfeng said indifferently: "Wang Teng and others, after all, they are your subordinates, and abolishing my Beiliang comrades is equivalent to your hands dyed with the blood of your comrades, and you are no longer worthy of holding a cold knife!" ”

Zhang Zhongyuan condensed: "Such a big mistake, I Zhang Zhongyuan admitted!" ”

"But let me hand over the cool knife, I don't recognize it!"

"You Yuan Tianfeng are not qualified to let me hand over the knife!"

"If this is what the military master means, I, Zhang Zhongyuan, will cut myself here, and I will not hand over the cold knife even if I die!"

"Born as a Beiliang person, died as the soul of the northern realm, and the soul guards the desert north for eight thousand miles!"

……

At this moment, Zhang Zhongyuan knelt in the rainy night and pulled out the black cool knife on his waist.

Such a pitch-black cool knife, three feet three inches long, extremely sharp, across the front of the neck.

Shout!

A stone burst out, knocking out the war knife in Zhang Zhongyuan's hand.

Accompanied by Ning Bei, he said angrily: "Tianfeng, do you intend to force your comrades to death?" You also kneel down for me, kneel all night, think about it! ”