"Well, the thieves are all dead. ”

The barbarian king clapped his hands, and Zhang Yuanfu leaned over stubbornly.

"If the rescue is late, this king will punish you for pouring a month's night pot for this king as a punishment!"

The barbarian king glanced at the trembling Zhang Yuanfu and laughed out loud.

"Minister, get punished!"

Zhang Yuanfu bowed down and said that the punishment at the moment was more like a joke, and it invisibly narrowed the distance between himself in the heart of the barbarian king, but the afterglow of his eyes stayed on the high priest, and the pressure on himself from the twelve servants was too great.

"The king did not fear that the hearts of the tribes would be chilled by such acts. ”

The High Priest's face was as cold as ice.

"The crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason, everyone will be punished. ”

"There is both human and material evidence. ”

The barbarian king bent down to pick up the letter on the ground, and his fingertips were still bloodstained, and he gently added the four blood characters of Hanaville next to Gorhada's name, but he didn't know that once upon a time in the south, there were people in the south who did the same thing.

"And ask the high priest to look at it. ”

Zhang Yuanfu got up and held the sheepskin roll over his head.

"Aren't you afraid of the barbarian gods committing crimes like this?"

The high priest looked up at the sky with a sigh in his voice, and he thought that the original puppet had grown to the point where it is now.

"Barbarian?"

"The barbarian god is not in the world, how can he manage the affairs of the world?"

The voice was very soft, but everyone just felt dizzy and unsteady in their ears.

"You-"

The old priest's body trembled slightly, and he pointed at the barbarian king and was speechless.

The anger on the faces of the twelve god servants was overflowing when they heard this, and they surrounded the barbarian king in the middle, and tens of thousands of Golden Horde cavalry also surrounded the more than ten god servants in the middle, and there were constantly iron horsemen turning over and riding in the periphery array, once there was chaos, the iron horses stepped down, and more than ten god attendants were categorically difficult to survive in the army.

"Do you want to do it?"

The barbarian king sneered,

"Then let's try the growth of this king over the years. ”

The left leg was slightly bent and the soil sank, and the right arm was bent inward with the sound of fried beans exploding.

A punch is thrown,

The acolytes in front of them also raised their fists against each other,

"Bang-"

There is a wave of air exploding,

Behind the barbarian king rose up,

The god servant flew out upside down and didn't know how many tents he had knocked down, and the cloth clothes behind him were shattered, and a clear fist mark appeared on his bare chest.

A mouthful of blood spit out, and the runes on his back flowed before he could stand up, but his breath was indeed sluggish.

On the other hand, the barbarian king did not retreat half a step,

shaking a fist the size of a sandbag with some disappointment,

Because the man wasn't dead.

More than ten years ago, he was a second-grade pure martial artist.

According to Kyungjin,

At that time, I was not yet the age of the crown,

Now that it is the year of establishment, in the past ten years, he has already had the physique of the peak of the second grade of pure martial arts, the barbarian is already rough and thick, and the physique is much stronger than ordinary people, and he is the strongest of the barbarian in the past hundred years.

In addition to the second-class swordsman,

I am very confident, and no one in the world can hurt myself.

Perhaps,

Maybe there are still many second-class hidden things in this world,

There may even be a superb product in this world,

But what does that have to do with yourself?

He is already close to an invincible existence in the second grade,

As for the legendary transcendent thing, they are all struggling to pursue the Tao that they yearn for in their hearts.

How can they pay attention to the mundane things in the world?

One product, one product!

There has been only one exception in the whole world for thousands of years,

The man was born in the bitter cold of the countryside,

The ninth in the family, hence the name Xu Jiu,

In the past, there were troubadours as far as the desert yellow sand, the grassland wilderness, and spread the story of the sword fairy all over the world, and over time this story was passed down everywhere.

This is a celebrity, and I have heard it a hundred and twenty years ago,

That Sword Immortal Xu Jiu,

With the sword style of the world's ten most majestic,

One hundred and thirty years ago, Xu Jiu entered the third product,

When the road encounters the murder of the water coward, a sword breaks the river, the river water is poured back, and thousands of thieves are wiped out in the middle of talking and laughing, like immortals.

From this tavern to the storyteller's mouth,

Sword Immortal Xu Jiu has become a frequent visitor to Mr. Storyteller's mouth, and since then I don't know how many fledgling young men have abandoned the sword to practice swords, the way of the sword is pure, and he is more talented than the martial arts, and he doesn't know how many people have stumbled on the way of the sword.

provoked the storytellers in those buildings to be scolded and broke their backbones, but the name Xu Jiu is still the yearning for the rivers and lakes in the hearts of countless young people, even in this vast Gobi, I don't know how many people are fascinated.

Ten years later,

That sword immortal Xu Jiu broke the mirror one after another and entered a product,

Rectify the Great Wei and move the country westward, nearly a million people in armor!

After entering the border pass, the horse's hooves stepped on Xiping County, which was also the hometown of Xu Jiu.

That year, he stood at the Xiyong Pass, looking at the millions of troops outside the pass and smiling.

A sword swings out the heavens and the earth to change color,

More than 6,000 armor pierced,

If it weren't for the defense of the country and the fight to the death,

Where is the world so big?

In the end, he ended up dying of exhaustion, thinking about these past events, the barbarian king clenched his fists and had a faint blood tumbling in his heart, and he may not be able to reach the top in his lifetime.

Who in the world can stop it when the time comes?

"Continue?"

The Barbarian King hooked his finger at the remaining eleven acolytes.

"The king, does it have to be like this?"

The High Priest waved his hand and sighed, and the remaining acolytes had no choice but to retreat behind the High Priest.

"This king wants to take his sons to drink Mayangzhou water. ”

"Let the children of the clan take a look, the southeast shape wins, the three Wu capitals, the Qiantang smoke and willow painting bridge, the wind curtain and green curtain, and the uneven 100,000 households, what kind of scene is it!"

The barbarian king's deep voice easily reached everyone's ears under the encouragement of energy.

"The king is mighty!"

"The king is mighty!"

"The king is mighty!"

Tens of thousands of barbarian iron horsemen roared exhaustedly, scimitars slapped on the bronze armor, and the sound of gold and iron resonating came out, the clouds dispersed, and the cold moonlight fell behind the man.

"And the authority of the barbarian gods in heaven has hindered the king's steps. ”

As soon as the conversation turned,

The barbarian king looked at the high priest intently, there was an inexplicable look in his eyes, taking back the military power was originally only the first step in his plan, and now that it has been resolved, it is better to take advantage of the victory to pursue it further, which is also the reason why he is so arrogant and killing.

"What does the king want?"

The old priest's eyes narrowed slightly, the momentum of the person in the field was too terrifying, how many years, how many years had the barbarian not produced such a majestic king.

"From now on, the priesthood will be under the court of the Golden Horde!"

"The priesthood is a body of its own, but it must be honored by the royal court. ”

"Listen to the royal court!"

When the words fell, the more than ten god attendants had blue tendons on their foreheads, and their fists were clenched, as if they were about to rush forward and tear apart the blasphemous person in front of them in the next moment.

The high priest stretched out his hand to stop him,

Looking up at the sky, his lips squirmed slightly, and he didn't know what he muttered,

His back was slightly bowed, and when he looked up, there was a dead air in his eyes, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.