Cold words, murderous!

Spit out from Ning Bei's mouth.

Han Li hurriedly followed, not daring to talk nonsense again.

The southern envoys dared to cross the border without submitting official documents, letters of inquiry, and even fewer people.

It's provoking this King of Ningbei!

Left in the north, encountered this situation.

No two words, just kill it!

When a foreign warrior crosses the border, no matter how many people there are, he will kill them.

This is the iron law pursued by Beiliang!

There is no need to introduce how lethal the warrior is.

If it is a foreign martial artist, he is here to make trouble, in the southern urban area, a general-level figure can kill thousands of ordinary people in just a few minutes!

Whether it's China, it's 100 countries around the world.

All follow an iron law!

Martial artists outside the country who cross the border without authorization, no matter who they are, will be killed.

The southern envoy group did not submit official documents and entry records, which is a violation of the law!

Under the iron law, whoever dares to touch the red line will be killed!

It's at the gate of the Ning family's manor.

A group of thirty-six people, all from the south, was the envoy group.

Escorted by a hundred Kyoto garrisons, the captain headed by a junior god of war named Hayashi Toyohara.

He stepped forward and arched his hand: "Brother Yuan, the southern envoy group has been escorted to the Ning family, and the Kyoto garrison mission has been completed!" ”

"Yuan Tianwang, dare to ask His Royal Highness the Northern King where he is?"

The thirty-six envoy group, led by the same god of war, looked about fifty years old, and was the chief envoy of the envoy group, named Ruan Xianting.

For Yuan Tianfeng, Nanguo is no stranger!

Yuan Tianfeng, who was ranked among the five heavenly kings in the north that year, served in Beiliang, and was ranked alongside Chu lame and the white-clothed killing god Qiuyu Pavilion, and was regarded as a great enemy by the eight foreign countries.

He is also the core general of the Northern Liang Army!

Therefore, Ruan Xianting called Yuan Tianfeng as Yuan Tianwang, and there was no problem.

Yuan Tianfeng said indifferently: "Take out your official documents!" ”

"Yuan Tianwang, this time we are secretly visiting His Royal Highness the Northern King, and we will not announce it to the public, otherwise it will be ugly on our side if it is reported!"

Ruan Xianting explained in a low voice.

But this kind of explanation doesn't work on Yuan Tianfeng's side.

Yuan Tianfeng's tone was cold: "I'm asking, where is the official document?" ”

"This ......"

Ruan Xianting had an ominous premonition in his heart.

In the envoy group, a man in his early thirties was angry: "We have already explained that this is a secret visit to His Royal Highness the Northern King, and no official documents have been submitted!" ”

The scene was depressing and terrible in an instant.

Ruan Xianting's face changed wildly, and he scolded: "Go down, you don't have the right to talk here!" ”

He knew that this group of madmen in the north were all militants, and they had never been weaker than half a point in their lives!

Foreign warriors dare to provoke and try!

Beiliang belongs, no one is timid, and he will fight and defend the national prestige of China.

Yuan Tianfeng's eyes became cold, his fingers lightly rested on the hilt of the knife on his waist, and he said softly: "If there is no official document, it is to cross the border without authorization, according to the iron law of my northern border, foreign martial artists, trespassers in Huaxia, do not count as killing!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

This is the Southern Emissary Mission!

Kyoto garrison Lin Fengyuan's eyelids jumped slightly, and he stepped forward and said, "Brother Yuan, they are martial artists of the Southern Kingdom after all. ”

"Yuan Tianfeng, don't deceive people too much, behind us is the southern country, do you dare to move us to try?" The thirty-year-old man was furious.

Everyone in the envoy group shouted: "Dare to do something to us, you can't afford the consequences!" ”

-for-tat words.

Yuan Tianfeng laughed angrily, glanced at Lin Fengyuan, his eyes appeared cold, and he shouted: "You, get out immediately!" ”

"Brother Yuan, this really can't be messed around!" Lin Fengyuan had a bitter face.

Yuan Tianfeng made a move on the spot, and the invisible strength of his left hand was released.

Rumble!

Lin Fengyuan was hit hard, and the whole person flew out upside down, coughing up blood, provoking hundreds of members of the Kyoto garrison, all of whom lowered their heads and did not dare to speak too much.

Because in terms of position, Yuan Tianfeng is the deputy envoy of the town, and to teach them is to teach his subordinates.

Who dares to say more?

Only Ruan Xianting was shocked and said: "The strength is released, and the battle method of sealing the king is out?!" ”

Bei Liang has given birth to a new king again?!

Yuan Tianfeng's momentum was outward, the tiger's body was full of killing intent, and he said coldly: "Behind you is the southern country? So what's the fear, I'm still behind Huaxia! ”

"What are you afraid of in the face of your southern country!"

"Behind me, there are one billion people of my Han clan, and the Han clan is not weaker than others!"

"Huaxia Guowei does not allow provocation!"

"I Huaxia established the country by force, in this life, in the hands of my generation, I will never lose the face of the martyrs, the ancestors established the country by force, and the national prestige is not provoked by barbarians such as Er!"

"Lin Fengyuan, go back to the Kyoto garrison and bring two hundred military sticks by yourself, otherwise Dog Wushuang won't be able to protect you!"

……

At this moment, Yuan Tianfeng was covered in iron and blood, and the cold knife in his hand was out of the sheath.

The corners of Lin Fengyuan's lips were bitter, he was also a god of war, and he was completely unqualified to make suggestions in front of the three major pacification envoys!

A general born in Beiliang, his life is as proud as iron.

Their generation, defending the prestige of China, guards the gate of our country.

Overseas barbarians, who dares to provoke, Beiliang's millions of black-clothed elites are bound to fight with their lives.

This is the rule of Beiliang!

Pursue the concept of killing as the guardian!

The strongest army in China, the Northern Liang Army, everyone is like a dragon.

At this moment, in the depths of the manor, a young man in white slowly walked in.

He, dressed in white like snow, with a thin body, a black cloak with shoulder buckles, embroidered with a golden unicorn, and his steps are like a tiger.

A generation of Ningbei kings has finally arrived!

The Qilin official robe is added, so that Ning Bei's identity does not need any suspicion.

Yuan Tianfeng turned around and arched his hand: "Military master!" ”

"Kyoto garrison Lin Fengyuan, lead a hundred members to see Lord Beiwang!" Lin Fengyuan had to salute.

In front of this king of Ningbei, who in the world dares to be disrespectful?

He stands here, and he is an undefeated myth!

He is the faith of all people in the North!

His influence is all over the world.

Even outside the borders, some of the warriors are fanatical believers in the Northern King.

Ruan Xianting trembled when he saw this young man in white, and there were thirty-six envoys in the group, and no one was afraid.

In the eight countries outside the borders, the cloth clothes in the north are a generation of demon masters!

The Northern King Knife in his hand alone slaughtered millions of people from eight countries abroad!

At that time, the king of Ningbei, on the top of Liangshan, said a word on the day he was crowned king.

Killing one is a crime, slaughtering ten thousand is a male, and slaughtering nine million is a male in the male!

One sentence shocked the eight overseas countries that year, and they did not dare to act rashly for a year.

The murderous aura contained in these words can be imagined how terrifying it is.

As long as the eight countries outside the country dare to raise troops to invade our northern border, this king of Ningbei will dare to kill.

Before the country, even if there are millions of enemies, they still dare to kill them all!

At this moment, Ningbei is standing here, and no one is bending down!

Han Li's eyes were full of awe, knowing what a terrifying figure the young Beiliang King he was following.

Follow in this life, no regrets!

Ning Bei stood with his hands in his hands: "Kumon! ”

A sentence is only two words.

"His Royal Highness the King of the North, this is a secret visit to you, so ......" Ruan Xianting did not finish speaking.

This is no official document!

Ning Bei's thin lips moved slightly: "Warriors cross the border, according to the iron law, there is no forgiveness for killing; Thirty-six people, all killed! ”