In the north of the Northern Alliance, there are two major forces, the Great Empire and the Tsarist Empire, these two empires, among the top ten forces in the world, have good strength, among which the Tsarist Empire has the largest territory area, and within the empire, it is also a master, especially His Majesty the Tsar of this generation, whose strength has surpassed the five realms of heaven a long time ago.

The military strength of the Tsarist Empire is also extraordinary, the Imperial Mercenaries, an army built with money, is known as the world's top ten forces, and many of them are wanted by the world's major forces, all of whom have good individual strength.

Another big force, the Big Empire, is also not to be underestimated, there are two strong inheritances in the country from the ancient times, ninjas and bushido spirit, in today's era, the average ninja is extremely easy to cultivate, as long as the use of secret methods, you can create a small heavenly ninja, it is rumored that the most powerful secret service agency of the Great Empire, the Mei Agency, has an assassination force composed entirely of small heavenly ninjas.

The spirit of bushido is almost equivalent to a martial art, and the people of the Great Empire who can master this kind of exercise are called samurai, and compared with those ninjas who have been cultivated by secret methods, the strength of these samurai is obviously several times stronger, but there are very few people who can master the spirit of bushido.

The two empires, now secretly united, are preparing for a shocking change that will sweep the world.

The Beisha Strait, the place where the three major forces of the Northern Alliance, the Great Ben Empire, and the Tsarist Empire do not care about it, the most dangerous place in the North Sea, often has terrible deep-sea beasts, and those lawless pirates often sail pirate ships into this place to swagger and demonstrate.

It's just that at this moment, the Beisha Strait seems to be a little calm. The pirates who roam freely here on weekdays seem to have no trace, and in the bottomless waters, those powerful deep-sea beasts have also disappeared without a trace.

All this seems very weird.

However, just above the rough sea, there was a unique wooden longship, and on that long boat, there were several figures, no matter how the waves rolled and rolled, the wooden boat just danced with the waves. There is not the slightest sign of imminent overturning.

At the bow of the longship, there were two somewhat majestic figures, the waves hitting the eaves of the ship, splashing on the clothes of the two, and there was a faint feeling of coldness.

The two of them didn't care about this, and the two of them stood on the bow of the ship like two sculptures, letting the rain and wind blow, but their eyes were looking in the same direction. Beisha Island, or more far-reaching, Beimeng.

One of them, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. Between his eyebrows, there is a formidable imperial domineering, he is dressed in the traditional costume of the Great Ben Empire, and he has an upright bun on his head.

The other person. He was wearing a dark blue military uniform, with various medals on his chest, and this person had a pair of slightly blue eyes. With a yellow beard, his eyes are also embarrassed, revealing a convincing aura.

These two people are the supreme rulers of the Great Ben Empire and the Tsarist Empire, the Holy Emperor and the Tsar!

Almost no one could have imagined that these two big names who could change the pattern of the world would actually meet each other on such an occasion.

Behind the long ship, there were more than a dozen figures, all of them standing respectfully in place, not even daring to breathe more, for fear of disturbing the quiet environment where the two emperors were discussing state affairs on the bow of the ship.

"Your Highness the Tsar, what do you think of the defense of this Beisha Island?" On the bow of the ship, the Holy Emperor of the Great Ben Empire was the first to break the long-lasting silence between the two.

The tsar narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully looked at Beisha Island, which was not far from his sight, at the highest point of Beisha Island, the flag of the Northern Alliance was fluttering in the wind, hunting in the wind, Beisha Island at this moment, it looked peaceful and quiet, only occasionally there would be coalition soldiers patrolling back and forth, in the military port in the east of the island, dozens of the most advanced warships of the Northern Alliance stopped side by side, neat and orderly.

Above the sky, from time to time, there are battle shuttles piercing the sky, which seems to take in every move of the entire Beisha Strait.

"Your Highness, it's just some mound rubble, and you and I, with a flip of hands, can completely destroy this thorn in the side that has hindered our two countries for many years," the Tsar said coldly.

"Yes," the Holy Emperor also agreed, "Everyone else thinks that it is this small Beisha Island that is blocking our efforts to conquer the Northern Alliance, and these frogs at the bottom of the well know that the real stumbling block is not this small broken island." ”

"It's just that now this stumbling block is finally a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect itself, this is a God-given opportunity for us to annex the Northern Alliance in one fell swoop!" The Holy Emperor's eyes unabashedly showed intense excitement, as if he had been waiting for this moment for hundreds or even thousands of years.

"Hehe," the Tsar still smiled softly, his parallel gaze slowly raised upward, looking up at the blue sky, and after a moment of slight silence, he said meaningfully: "Your Highness the Holy Emperor, do you want just a small Northern Alliance?" ”

The Holy Emperor, who was dressed in the traditional Daimyo's costume, was stunned for a moment, but even if he understood, he also looked at the sky, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a sneer with deep meaning, as if he was talking to himself: "It's really not just a small Northern Alliance!" ”

More than a dozen people at the back of the longship were quietly looking at the two figures on the bow of the boat, even if they let the waves sweep over their bodies, completely wetting their clothes, they didn't dare to move in the slightest.

Just at the end of more than a dozen figures, stood a handsome woman in a kimono, the woman's face was beautiful and refined, and her long black hair was simply tied behind her head.

This woman, perhaps the only one among more than ten people who dared not to respectfully wait for the conversation between the two emperors, raised her head slightly, revealing a pair of bright eyes, looking in the direction of the Northern Alliance, and muttered to herself, Wang Chen, I am very curious, what are you doing at this moment?

I don't know if you'll recognize me the next time I appear in front of you.

This woman is none other than Oda Feng, who has pit Wang Chen several times on Dragon Turtle Island.

Regarding the two major empires in the north brewing to annex the Northern Alliance, and even a greater conspiracy, the Northern Alliance can be said to have no idea, and more people are plotting how to obtain greater power, or directly take everything in the Northern Alliance under their command.

The mayor's official residence in the city of North Oblivion.

Yan Beixiong gently shook the red wine glass in his hand, without saying a word, his gloomy face made the entire mansion seem to be covered with a heavy shadow, and the people around, whether it was the mayor's cronies, or the guests of the Yan family, or the servants of the official residence, all stood nervously in place, not daring to speak, for fear that the next moment, the thunderous anger of the mayor would fall on his head without warning.

Click!

After a long period of dullness like a thundercloud storm, Yan Beixiong directly crushed the red wine glass in his hand, and after making a crisp sound, it fell to the ground piece by piece, and a servant immediately quickly knelt down and crawled over, cleaning up all the broken wine glasses.

"A bunch of useless waste, you can't even solve the garbage of the two Qi Refining Realms, get out of here!"

Yan Beixiong kicked on the slave's chest, and this powerful kick directly kicked the slave out, his body was like a cannonball, full of power, and the wall was smashed to pieces, and the slave was obviously too dead to die, his whole body was covered in blood, and the bones of his entire body had been completely deformed, leaving only the eyes that were a little bulging.

Everyone was pardoned at this moment, and after saluting respectfully to Yan Beixiong, they left the mayor's mansion as if fleeing for their lives.

A moment later, there was only an old man in the housekeeper's costume left in this huge mansion.

"Yan Si, how is my son Wushuang on Yellowstone Island?" Yan Beixiong raised his head and stared at the old man, who was also one of the thirteen Taibao of the Yan family, Yan Si.

"Back to the head of the family, there are eight Taibao who accompany the peerless young master to Huangshi Island, no matter how powerful those pirates are, I'm afraid they won't be able to make any big waves, it's only a matter of time before the young master makes military achievements and returns to Beiyan City, the head of the family doesn't have to worry too much," Yan Si replied with a slight bow.

"In this way, I will rest assured, let my son Wushuang experience in Yellowstone Island, for him, there are only benefits and no harm," Yan Beixiong nodded with a little satisfaction and said.

However, his slightly satisfied look was also fleeting, and immediately gloomy again, he looked outside the mansion, and said in a cold voice: "Wang Chen, I can't kill you this time, and next time, this mayor will come to see how many lives you have!" ”

And not far from the mayor's official residence, there is a quaint deep mansion compound, which looks a little out of place with the surrounding high-rise buildings.

At this moment, in the courtyard, several figures knelt down in unison towards the same house, and said loudly: "Please Lord of the family to uphold justice for my son Changqing!" ”

Crunch!

In the shouting of several people, the door of the house, which had been closed, was slowly opened, and a boy slowly walked out of it, and the boy saw a few people kneeling on the ground, his face was disdainful, and said: "The head of the family has an order, and the day he leaves the customs is the day when he takes off Wang Chen's head to comfort the souls of Gusu Changqing and others!" ”

"Master Xie!" Immediately they fell to their knees on the ground.

In Beiyan City, the most prosperous heaven and earth in the entertainment district, in the luxurious super presidential suite, a slightly bewitching and charming figure leaned against the window, quietly staring at the city of lights below, and laughed in a low voice: "Qiu Ci, it seems that we have something to do this time." ”

A pair of white-skinned long hands stretched out without any scruples from behind the demonic figure, and hugged it into his arms with his backhand, and the man also smiled: "Heavenly Evil, isn't it just a hairy boy in the Qi Refining Realm, I didn't expect the Lu family and the Flame Sect to let us deal with it." ”

"Hehe," the demonic figure smiled lightly and said, "Don't underestimate Wang Chen, even Yan Wushuang was suffocated in his hands, isn't this still in Yellowstone Island with those pirate barbarians." ”

The person in the rear was slightly stunned, and then said: "Tsk, that's a little interesting!" (To be continued.) )