"Master, for the sake of Soldier Zhaoyong, I beg you not to kill him. When Zhao Miao arrived outside the Nanban military camp, the first thing he said to Shen Feixue was like this.

Shen Feixue withdrew the four swords one after another, and said in a deep voice, "I'll talk to them." ”

Even if he doesn't care about the Zhaoyong soldiers, there are still Yao Biancheng and Liang Tianlin, these people must be rescued.

As soon as Shen Feixue's words came out, everyone was a little surprised.

Lu Ruoguang, Li Daniu, and others who were present had nothing to say, and any one of them understood Shen Feixue's temperament.

A decisive person will go and sit down with the enemy?

Everyone couldn't make up for it, the picture of Shen Feixue negotiating with the Southern Barbarian Army.

Seeing that Zhao Miao was embarrassed and didn't speak, Shen Feixue didn't bother to say much, but just asked Li Daniu, "Where are those people?"

"Ten miles to the south. Li Daniu said, paused and continued: "They are a million-strong army of Southern Barbarian Dragons, and their combat power is top......

Before Li Daniu finished speaking, Shen Feixue had already risen into the air and headed towards the southern edge.

It wasn't until Shen Feixue's figure disappeared that everyone came to their senses.

Ye Wuyan was very surprised: "If you don't bring these captives, how can that kid talk?"

"He's not negotiating at all. ”

Lu Ruoguang said with a worried face.

He knew that Shen Feixue would not compromise at any time and no matter who he faced.

Although he knew this, Lu Ruoguang still asked Zhao Miao to let him take the Nanban captives to sea.

The speed of Shen Feixue's imperial sword, the distance of ten miles is nothing at all.

This time, he didn't have anything to hide, holding Guanghan, carrying the wind and snow, and went directly to the sky above Nanban.

Everyone in Nanban can recognize him at the first time.

"He is Zhaoyong's first sword cultivator Feixue Sword Immortal?" Kishimoto Hiroku, the commander of the Dragon Scale Army, stood on the deck of the battleship, looking up at Shen Feixue.

He also recognized the Flying Snow Sword Immortal at the first time.

Compared to the mask of the Take-off Snow Sword Immortal, this Guanghan is so unique that it is difficult to know it or not.

"Go and ask him what he wants to do?" Kishimoto instructed the lieutenant general beside him.

The adjutant will retire and come back soon," he said, coming to negotiate. ”

"Negotiation?" Kishimoto repeated these two words in his mouth, he had also been in contact with the peak master of the Star Peak, and he had also heard the rumors of the Flying Snow Sword Immortal from the Evil Moon Sect.

Now, the Flying Snow Sword Immortal came alone, and said that it was a negotiation?

That's weird!

After pondering for a while, Kishimoto Hiroku ordered the deputy general beside him: "Command all teams, be on alert, and don't act rashly without my orders!"

"Yes. The lieutenant responded, but did not leave immediately, but stood in place with some embarrassment.

"What's wrong?" asked Hiroku Kishimoto in a deep voice.

The lieutenant thought for a moment, but still said, "Then what if he strikes first?"

What if he struck first?

Hiroku Kishimoto was also thinking about this problem, and in rumors, the Flying Snow Sword Immortal was not a person who liked to talk about rules.

In the end, Kishimoto Hiroku didn't think of a suitable way, so he could only ask the adjutant general to bring a few captured Shoyong soldiers.

In his mind, the Flying Snow Sword Immortal came here, saying that he wanted to negotiate just for the sake of these Zhaoyong soldiers, and brought some people to threaten them appropriately, and the situation should be better.

The lieutenant general left, and Kishimoto Koku also ordered someone to let the Flying Snow Sword Immortal come down, and on the deck, a wooden table and teapot were also placed.

He himself sat at a wooden table and made tea.

Not long after, Shen Feixue was led by two soldiers to the commander ship of the Nanban Fleet.

Seeing Shen Feixue coming, Kishimoto Hiroku immediately got up to greet him, "I can't imagine that the rumored Feixue Sword Immortal still maintains such a young and handsome face, it's really enviable." ”

As he spoke, he also made a gesture of invitation to Shen Feixue, as if asking Shen Feixue to make a tea together.

Looking at that appearance, people who don't know still think that the two are friends, and they would never have thought that the two sides were still fighting a moment ago.

Shen Feixue glanced at Kishimoto Haokong, did not sit down, but said coldly: "You have the right to make a decision?"

"Contemptible Nanyang Empire Dragon Scale Town General Kishimoto Hiroku......"

Before Kishimoto Haokong's self-introduction was finished, Shen Feixue was tired of waving his hand to interrupt, and said, "Say, how do you want to talk?"

Kishimoto Koku was stunned for a moment, the attitude of the person in front of him really made him a little confused.

He couldn't understand why Zhaoyong would send such a person to negotiate?

Just because of his strength?

But even if the strength is outstanding, in front of an army of millions, what is it?

Moreover, the current situation has an absolute advantage over their Nanyang Empire, capturing 200,000 Zhaoyong soldiers alive, and there are still millions of troops pressing the border, in this case, it should be Zhaoyong's people panicking.

Thinking of this, Hiroku Kishimoto regained his original expression, sat down indifferently, and waved his hand.

Several Nanban soldiers had already escorted a dozen or so Zhaoyong soldiers to the deck.

"Before we talk, I'll settle accounts for you. Hiroshi Kishimoto filled the teacup in front of him and took a sip of it.

He was about to speak again, but was interrupted by a cry of surprise.

"Shen Gongzi, is it really you?"

The voice came from among the soldiers of Zhaoyong who were escorted up.

"It's me. Shen Feixue nodded, among the more than ten Zhaoyong soldiers, although Yao Bian was the only one who could name them, most of them were a little familiar.

They are all from the Yaoyun Sect.

"You're not dead yet...... Yao Biancheng was a little excited, but he recalled that something was wrong with his words, and quickly changed his words, "I mean you're still alive......"

Yao Biancheng said, wanting to slap himself twice.

Shen Feixue smiled indifferently, didn't take it to heart, turned her head and looked at Kishimoto Haokong coldly: "Let them go!"

Hiroshi Kishimoto waved his hand freely and said with a smile: "No problem, but before that, I'll settle accounts for you first!"

After speaking, regardless of Shen Feixue, he said to himself: "This time Zhaoyong's sneak attack on the Nanyang Empire caused the Nanyang Empire to retreat for at least a hundred years, and a large number of troops were invested to resist, and countless people from the Nanyang Empire were displaced and homeless, so if you want to release them, I have three conditions!"

One is Zhaoyong's release of captured Nanyang Empire soldiers;

the second is that Zhaoyong compensated for the damage of 30 million taels of silver, subsidized the fishing industry after the retreat of the Nanyang Empire, and comforted the Nanyang soldiers who died in the war;

In the end, Zhaoyong voluntarily withdrew to the north of the Huanhe River, and will never go south to attack my Nanyang Empire!"

Kishimoto Hiroku had already thought about the outcome of the negotiations, as long as Zhaoyong did not agree, the Nanyang Empire would definitely be crushed by his troops.

There will be no change just because the person who comes is a Flying Snow Sword Immortal.

After finishing speaking, Kishimoto Hiroku kept staring at Shen Feixue, waiting for his response.

Shen Feixue smiled indifferently, a twist in her palm, and a snow-white long guard with red lines appeared in her hand.

"This is the outcome of the negotiation you want?" he said slowly, staring at Kishimoto.

Kishimoto Haokong can achieve today's position, and he is not an ordinary person, and in the face of Shen Feixue's coercion, he just smiled leisurely: "If you can't be the master, let the master come." ”

As he spoke, he was about to go to the teacup on the wooden table again, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, a brilliant sword qi bloomed on the tabletop, and the wooden table suddenly fell apart, and the teapot and teacup fell to the ground.

"It's true that I can't be the master, but I'll say it one last time, let them go!"

Hearing Shen Feixue's words, Kishimoto Hiroshi raised his head and happened to collide with Shen Feixue's eyes with infinite murderous intent.

Although his heart trembled a little, he still endured his fear, got up and spread his hands, and said slowly: "Do you know where this endless group of warships is?

Even if you are a Flying Snow Sword Immortal and have the ability to kill me here, do you have the ability to kill me?

Even if there is, can you guarantee that the 200,000 soldiers captured by Zhaoyong will go out with you alive?"

Speaking of this, Kishimoto Hiroku's body leaned forward slightly, getting closer to Shen Feixue, and continued: "As long as you dare to do it, I dare to guarantee that not one of the 200,000 captives will live!"

Neither of them spoke again, just stared at each other.

The people around were very nervous, especially the soldiers of the Southern Barbarians, who were afraid that their boss would be careless and completely anger the Flying Snow Sword Immortal.

That's the Flying Snow Sword Immortal!

Thinking about the news that came back from the Zhaoyong coastline before, the Flying Snow Sword Immortal killed 100,000 Tiger Wing troops by himself, what a terrifying existence.

In fact, Hiroshi Kishimoto was also nervous in his heart, but there was no way, blindly forbearance would only make the other party more aggressive.

To deal with such a ruthless person, you can only be more ruthless than him, even if you pretend.

The air froze briefly, and silence fell on the deck.

It was so quiet that even the breathing of the crowd could be clearly heard.

After a long time, Shen Feixue suddenly smiled.

I looked up and laughed!

"What are you laughing at?" Kishimoto was a little puzzled.

"You threaten me?"

Shen Feixue's smile instantly froze, and she pointed to Yao Biancheng and the others beside her.

"This group, if you hurt them in the slightest, I will do all my best to suppress you Southern Barbarian Woko!

Wound one, kill ten!

Wound 10 people, kill 10,000 people!

Even if the city is destroyed and the country is destroyed, blood will be returned for blood!"

Shen Feixue's sound was like thunder, and the sound was like Da Lu, lingering, floating back and forth over the Nanban warship group.

At this moment, the falling snowflakes were even colder, no longer as white as before, mixed with a little red.

Red as blood!

"You ......"

These words fell on Kishimoto Hiroshi's ears like a sharp reamer, and he immediately crushed the calm mask that was so hard to disguise.

The fear that calmed him down was revealed in front of Shen Feixue at a glance.

He wanted to threaten with 200,000 Zhaoyong soldiers, but he chose the wrong target.

The people in front of him have always only threatened others, and have never been threatened.

Unfortunately, Koko Kishimoto set the first precedent today.

What's even more unfortunate is that this caused Shen Feixue to be in a very bad mood.

The brilliance around Shen Feixue suddenly appeared, and a storm of sword blades rolled up on the commander's warship.

The first to suffer was the nearest Kishimoto Hiroku, who was caught up in the storm of blades, and took a hard breath, after which his figure could no longer be seen.

Only then did the screams swing out of the warship.

"General Kishimoto was killed!!"