The iron-blooded killing order was issued again.

The personal order from the king of Ningbei cannot be questioned.

No one can save the people that the king of Ningbei wants to kill.

What's more, it's these warriors in the south!

The hands of the warriors of the southern kingdom are stained with the blood of the soldiers of the Northern Liang!

They're enemies!

You let the king of Ningbei be soft on the enemy.

Isn't the blood of my northern boy shed in vain?

Over the years, the heroic souls of the soldiers who died in the Northern Liang War, when the warriors of the southern country attacked them, did they ever pity them?

Have you ever thought that my Beiliang boy also has parents to support, and he also has a wife and children at home!

Moreover, in the dark pile in the south, after passing the news, the contact was lost.

Ningbei will not be naïve to think that the dark pile is fine.

There is a high probability that the hidden stake has been exposed and captured by the southern country.

How can the blood of the dark stake be shed in vain!

Ningbei coldly issued a killing order, as the commander of the Beiliang army, he was in charge of millions of elite thousand-year-old wizards in the north, and pursued the concept of killing as the guard.

Do you think King Ningbei is a soft-hearted person?

He has a seven-foot body, his bones are like iron, and his murderous intent has never been restrained.

In the Ming Hall, seventy-two people's faces were like ashes.

Heaven is still against evil, and self-inflicted evil cannot live!

If you are looking for death, don't blame King Ningbei for being ruthless.

Ruan Xiange said in a trembling voice: "His Royal Highness the Northern King, we can contact those thirty-six people......

The words are finished.

Ning Bei glanced at him: "The pacification envoy of the Kyoto garrison is Huangfu Wushuang, my younger brother, his ability is enough to grab the thirty-six warriors of your southern kingdom in one day and kill them all!" ”

One sentence made Ruan Xiange completely desperate.

The killing order from the King of the North does not need to be issued a second time.

Yuan Tianfeng held a cold knife in his hand and made a brazen move.

Seventy-two people, not one left, all of them were killed.

Ningbei's steps were like a tiger, walking out of Mingtang, his thin lips moved slightly, and his cold words resounded throughout Bianjing!

This is the king of Ningbei in the Tiger Roaring Bianjing City!

The wrath of the king of the north is tantamount to announcing to the world.

"In the name of my Ningbei, notify the southern country and send me the northern cool dark pile home, if he loses a point, I will slaughter him for eight thousand miles in the south!"

Ning Bei stood with his hands in his hands, standing in the entire Ning family manor.

The sound resounded from the Ningjia Manor, rolling like muffled thunder in the entire Bianjing City, resounding in the sky.

At this moment, all departments such as the Dark Department and the Central China General Group received the news.

The next moment.

Ning Bei said indifferently: "Pass on my Beiwang Order, but if I belong to Beiliang, I wear a white scarf on my sleeve, and the cool knife is out of the sheath, standing in front of the country, welcoming me back from the dark pile of Beiliang, I don't see anyone for a day, and the cool knife is not sheathed!" ”

The thunderous words resounded throughout the entire Bianjing City.

These words are addressed to the people of the world.

It's for the South!

Since Ning Bei took charge of Beiliang, he will not wronged any Beiliang comrades.

Not to mention abandoning a single person!

Beiliang sequence, who is the most bitter?

The North Liang dark pile is the most bitter!

When the old army master Ye Fan was nine years old in Ningbei, he often said that he was rarely ashamed of others in his life!

The only thing that is owed is the Beiliang dark pile!

Since growing up in Ningbei, at the age of seventeen, he was fully in charge of the Beiliang Army, and he also experienced this mood.

He Ningbei also owes his own secret stake in his heart.

But even if you owe it, there are some things that have to be done.

King Ningbei issued two orders in a row, this is a tiger's roar!

Tiger roars in Bianjing, the thousand-year-old capital!

This is to announce his attitude as the king of Beiliang.

The dark stake of his Beiliang has to see people in life and corpses in death.

One day I didn't see the dark pile return, and the cool knife was not returned to the sheath.

At this moment, the Northern King's Order went straight to the north.

The top ten ruthless people in Beiliang, wearing white scarves on their sleeves, without exception, stand outside the Humen Pass.

Opposite Humen Pass, is the southern country!

Ten ruthless men stood here, waiting for military orders.

They know the character of their own military master, and they have already roared into the capital of Bianjing, and the matter of the Beiliang Hidden Pile will definitely not be over.

No matter who advises this matter, it is useless!

Nanguo was silent, angry and unjustified by the matter of the envoys.

They didn't expect that the small movements would be captured that day.

It's a pity that the Beiliang dark pile, Nanguo will never hand it over, and it will not admit that it captured the Beiliang dark pile.

You have to know the news that the southern country sent one hundred and eight people, but it is a top secret, and it is known by the secret pile.

It is conceivable how high the status of this dark pile is in the south!

Nanguo is playing dead, silent and not responding.

As night falls.

Lin Fengyuan urgently entered the Ning family's manor and said, "Lord Beiwang, Kyoto is in an emergency." ”

"I'll pick it up!" Yuan Tianfeng saw Ning Bei standing with his hands in his hands, and did not say a word.

He stepped forward to answer the phone and frowned: "I'm Yuan Tianfeng, who is it?" ”

An old voice came from the other end of the phone, it was the old envoy of the Kyoto garrison.

The last pacification envoy, the older generation of warriors, finally called for inquiry.

He said slowly: "Tianfeng, is the king of the north here?" ”

"Old town envoy, let's talk about something directly!" Yuan Tianfeng was not polite.

The old town envoy was silent for a moment: "The matter of the Beiliang dark pile, I hope the king of the north will think twice!" ”

"Old town envoy, you can say this to the king of the north in person!"

Yuan Tianfeng's eyes flashed with a little anger.

Bei Liang stands in the north and has never made any compromises with the eight countries abroad.

The Northern Liang Army defends the national prestige of China!

It is the ten major countries that are defending!

The matter of the Beiliang dark pile is related to the military prestige of Beiliang, and you want to make Ningbei compromise?

It's simply the biggest joke!

Ning Bei glanced at his mobile phone and said indifferently: "I am a dark pile in the north, if I lose a point, I will slaughter him for eight thousand miles in the south, this is my attitude!" ”

One sentence made the old town soothe, and he was silent on the spot.

He didn't dare to oppress people by seniority, since the disappearance of Ye Fan, the old army master of Beiliang, looking at the north, no one can suppress the young king of Beiliang.

In other words, this King of Northern Liang is in the north and has ten legions of diehards.

Although he is young, he must not be deceived!

The old town envoy finally sighed: "We respect your choice, you are the king of Beiliang, you are the king of the north, your crown and coronation are imminent, the majesty of the king of Beiliang cannot be damaged, we are worried about your injury!" ”

Ning Bei listened quietly and hung up the phone.

Tonight, it's useless to persuade anyone!

He just wants to welcome the northern cool pile home, and if the south doesn't hand over people, Ningbei will cross the border and kill.

Before dark, there was no movement in the south.

"I'm going to pick up the dark pile and go home!" Ningbei only left this one sentence.

On this night, the king of Ningbei moved, and Bianjing City was shocked!

Ningbei was alone, left Bianjing, and crossed the border to the south.

The king of the north crossed the border, and the south kingdom was shocked.

No one expected that the king of Beiliang in the world would really cross the border and set foot in the southern country alone for the sake of a small dark stake under his command.

Ning Bei is so big, this is the first time he has gone abroad.

This time he crossed the border, and Ningbei brought the Beiwang knife.

On this night, the eyes of the world were focused on the south.

That thousand-year-old genius King Ningbei, on this night, wants the tiger to roar in the south!

In this desolate land, Ningbei stepped on the dwarf grass and swept across the air, with a speed of more than eighty meters in one second!

This speed is so amazing that ordinary people can't catch it with the naked eye.

80 meters in one second, 48,000 kilometers in 10 minutes!

That's 288,000 kilometers in one hour.

That's 288 kilometers in an hour!

This king of Ningbei can cross the border 500 miles in one hour.