This is the order of Ningbei.

Jiang Wenshan spit out a mouthful of blood, kicked his leg straight, and was another dumbfounded guy.

Accompanied by Ningbei to issue a killing order.

Huangfu Wushuang turned around and shouted coldly outside the lobby door: "Lin Fengyuan, pass on my order to pacify the envoy, the Kyoto garrison belongs, wear armor and hold a knife, and block the Martyrs' Square!" ”

"Gate valve warriors, if they make trouble in Kyoto, they will be regarded as thieves, and they will be killed!"

Huangfu Wushuang smiled faintly.

The tone is very light, and the words are tender.

But it was a terrible killing order.

The generation of ruthless people in the Northern Liang Army is more evil than the other.

Talking and laughing, the killing order was given.

Perhaps, this is the real ruthless person.

Lin Fengyuan, the god of war outside the door, clenched his fists and shouted: "Yes!" ”

Lin Fengyuan carried the death order of Huangfu Wushuang and mobilized the Kyoto garrison to rush to the Martyrs' Square.

If the gate lord warrior dares to make trouble, he will be killed.

In the heroic hall, all the door masters were extremely pale.

Today, they all understand.

Ning Bei left them here, and he didn't intend to let them live.

Perhaps, this ruthless man is forcing the gates to make trouble.

Only when the gate valve is in chaos, Ningbei has a reason to correct all the gate valve warriors on the spot.

Outside, 80,000 elite Kyoto garrisons quickly assembled and transferred to Yingli Square.

At the same time.

Over 10,000 warriors rushed to come.

Half of them are elderly, and half are young and middle-aged.

They all share a common identity.

That's ...... Gate Valve Warrior!

Ten thousand people gathered in the square and went straight to the hall of the martyrs.

Lu Daochen said angrily: "Bastard, who let you gather here?" ”

"Yin Zichang, the gate valve, has seen Lu Xiang!"

A man of thirty years stepped forward and saluted, and said: "Lu Xiang, Ningbei imprisoned my Yin family master in the Yingli Hall, and Kyoto doesn't care about this matter, don't you still let us take care of it?" ”

"Nonsense, all leave immediately!"

Lu Daochen was already angry.

He knew Ning Bei's temperament too well.

Today, if the gate lord warriors dare to make trouble again, they will inevitably be killed.

What's more, the pacification envoy Huangfu Wushuang has already issued a killing order and transferred the Kyoto garrison to the Martyrs' Square.

More than 10,000 gate lord warriors, if they don't retreat today, they will definitely be slaughtered!

Ningbei really dared to kill them!

Now.

Yin Zichang walked to the door of the heroic hall, pushed his hands to the door, and said in a condensed voice: "No matter what happens today, our martial artists from all the sects are gathered here, just to bring back our ancestors!" ”

"If you don't release them, we'll force them in!"

Yin Zichang's loud words entered the hall of the martyrs.

They have more than 10,000 warriors, gathered here, and put pressure on Kyoto and Lu Daochen.

More pressure on Ningbei!

It's a threat!

If Ningbei doesn't let people go, these guys will make trouble in Yingli Square.

Yin Zichang suddenly shouted: "Ningbei, release people!" ”

Swish!

In the Hall of Martyrs, a black spear.

The spear shot out like a dragon, as if shooting into the sky.

The cold light of the spear ran through the door of the martyr's hall and through Yin Zichang's chest.

The spear was like a black dragon, carrying swift and swift force, nailing him to the ground.

Tragic death!

Yin Zichang's eyes were shocked and unwilling, and his body began to twitch unconsciously.

Silence!

With the door of the martyr's lobby, slowly opened.

Ye Xinghe, who was wearing a gilded real dragon robe, crossed the threshold with his hands in his hand, and his thin lips moved slightly: "In the important land of Kyoto, the warriors are in chaos, and there is no forgiveness for killing!" ”

Ye Xinghe came out in person.

He was alone, holding a black spear, shocking the audience!

Ten thousand gate valve warriors were all shocked.

An old man in gray stepped forward and saluted: "Yuanzi Gate Valve Yuan Kaishan, I have seen the commander of the Royal Forest Army......"

"Within five breaths, get out of my sight!"

Ye Xinghe's eyes glanced away.

An invisible force was released, and the gray-robed old man was directly blown away, and he didn't finish his words.

Ye Xinghe's domineering is in the same vein as the people of the Beiliang sequence!

Since you are already an enemy, why do you still talk so much!

Today, these gate warriors gathered 10,000 people in the Martyrs' Square.

It was like making a riot and coercing Ningbei to release people.

The old man in gray was hit hard, and his whole body felt like he was going to fall apart.

The corners of his lips were bleeding, and he said hoarsely: "Today, the warriors of our various gate valves are just to take back the masters of each family, even if they die, they will take them back!" ”

"Yes, I don't believe you, you can kill us all!"

"It's a big deal, I'm fighting with you!"

"Ye Xinghe, you are too much!"

……

The crowd seemed to be angry, and the black crowd slowly pressed up.

Ye Xinghe stood in place, his body rippling with coercion, bronzing real dragon robe hunting and dancing, holding the black dragon spear in his left hand.

His eyes were cold, and his thin lips moved slightly: "According to the law of the country, the warrior is in chaos, one person is a criminal, two are thieves, and three are chaos...... Ten thousand people are thieves! ”

"Warriors are designated as thieves, and they will all be killed!"

"Where is the Kyoto garrison?"

Ye Xinghe's cold and ruthless words were full of exuberant murderous intent.

Look at his seven-crown champion Ye Xinghe, dare to behead everyone in front of him.

The next moment.

Eight human-shaped phalanxes came from four directions, their steps were uniform, the swords at their waists were all unsheathed, and the iron-blooded murderous aura was mixed like a one, and all of them were released.

This is the Kyoto Garrison!

Nearly 100 gods of war in the Kyoto garrison took the lead and appeared from four directions.

It's a close-up!

Lin Fengyuan shouted violently: "The duty of the Kyoto garrison is to defend Kyoto, guard the order of Kyoto, and the thieves will cause chaos in Kyoto, and they will all be killed on the spot!" ”

"Kill!"

The eyes of the eighty-thousand Kyoto garrison tigers were full of murderous intent, and their mouths were like tigers roaring.

Iron-blooded killing is pervasive.

The audience was silent!

The old man in gray said angrily: "You, you! ”

"Stop!"

Lu Daochen couldn't sit idly by.

He had to make it

Stop this trouble.

Ye Xinghe turned around and pulled out the black spear inserted into the ground, and the speed of the spear was so fast that it instantly landed in front of Lu Daochen's face, as if swallowing the gun.

Everyone was stunned again.

Ye Xinghe, a ruthless man, pointed his gun at Lu Daochen, the prime minister.

What is this for?

Rebellion!

Lu Daochen was so angry that he trembled, jumped to his feet and said, "Xinghe! ”

"Thieves are causing trouble in Kyoto, anyone who protects them is regarded as a thief, you Lu Daochen, choose to shelter them?"

Ye Xinghe's eyes were cold and calm.

Just asked this sentence.

Lu Daochen dared to nod.

There is no doubt that today I will sacrifice this Lu Xiang to the sky.

Ye Xinghe really dared to kill him!

Lu Daochen was annoyed and angry: "You bad boys, do you still have me, Lu Xiang, in your eyes?" ”

"I only ask you if you want to shelter this group of thieves today!"

Ye Xinghe's spear pointed out, and the killing was about to start.

This scene made everyone's tongue smack.

Lu Daochen couldn't come to the stage.

Ning Bei, who came from the Heroic Martyrs' Hall, chuckled lightly: "Xinghe, Lu Xiangde is highly respected, how can he be so rude, you say yes, Lord Lu Xiang!" ”

"What do you want to do?"

Lu Daochen's face turned green.

Ning Bei snapped his fingers and chuckled, smiling like a bright spring breeze, and turned to a handsome face that was indifferent and ruthless, and his thin lips spit out three words: "Behead him!" ”