It was a windless night, and all the red-robed lamas of the Brahma Kingdom, who were originally extremely arrogant, lowered their heads and no longer dared to lie or speak arrogantly.
Zen Master Zhuan Lun gritted his teeth for a long time before he suppressed the surging breath in his body.
"King of the North Ye Feng, very good, this time I admit defeat, but I swear, I will definitely come back again!"
"Let's go!" Zen Master Zhun Lun shouted coldly, and a dozen red-clothed lamas gathered around to help him up, and then prepared to leave in despair.
"Stop, who allowed you to leave like this?" Ye Feng suddenly shouted coldly.
Master Zhuanlun staggered, turned his head and gritted his teeth and said: "Do you really dare to kill me? I can tell you that I am a Zen master appointed by the Lord of Brahma, and now I am an Arhat. Come to you today
Xuanyuan Kingdom is here for a friendly visit, and no one from Xuanyuan Kingdom has been killed."
"If you kill me, it will definitely trigger a war between the two countries. Now the southern border is weak. Although your northern border is strong, it is out of reach. You'd better think carefully about the consequences!"
Ye Feng sneered: "Who is that? Yes, don't look around. It's you who just dared to speak rudely and humiliate me. In the whole world, the majesty of the king is irreversible!"
"Someone, chop him down!"
Sima Zhantian rushed over without saying a word.
"What are you going to do? How dare you..." The red-clothed lama panicked. He was the most arrogant just now, and his insults were loudest and cheerful.
"You bitch, you dare to humiliate the King of the North, you are simply asking for your own death!"
Sima Zhantian raised his sword and brought it down. The head of the red-clothed lama flew up directly, and even brought a blood arrow with him.
"Bring me the heads and bodies to your Lord Brahma. If he wants to start a war, I, the Xuanyuan Kingdom, will accompany him to the end!" Ye Feng shouted coldly every word, his attitude was extremely domineering, and his tone was sonorous and powerful.
The more than 2,000 southern soldiers on the campus felt their blood boiling with excitement, and they were all excited.
I don’t know who suddenly shouted loudly: “The King of the North is mighty, the King of the North is domineering!”
Then there were loud shouts: "The Northern King is mighty, the Northern King is domineering, the Northern King is unrivaled in splendor, and his domineering power is unparalleled!"
"Respect the North King..."
For a time, more than 2,000 elite soldiers from the southern border all knelt on their knees and showed their highest respect to the king of the northern border.
Although they are soldiers of the Southern Territory, and Ye Feng is the Northern King, there is no subordinate relationship, but just now Ye Feng showed domineering and bravery, which not only safeguarded the dignity of the Southern Territory, but also demonstrated the great power of Xuanyuan Kingdom. This is deeply impressive.
got them.
This is the kingly atmosphere!
Ye Feng looked at the more than two thousand soldiers, and he even found that even Lan Youzhong, the chief commander of the Southern Territory, was half-kneeling on the ground.
Of course, Ye Feng did not respond. After all, he was the Northern King, and the Southern King Dugu Ming was still present. He always wanted to leave the last trace of dignity to others.
Ye Feng waved his hand, and Hong Qingyan pushed the wheelchair and slowly left the court.
More than 2,000 soldiers from the southern border stood up on the school grounds, straightening their bodies. They all watched him salute the most standard military salute and watched the Northern King leave.
Although a red-robed lama was beheaded, Zen Master Zhun Lun did not even dare to fart again. He had no doubt that if he dared to speak arrogantly again, he would probably be killed.
Because he had just seen that the King of the North was really damn ruthless and full of murderous intent. He was definitely not joking!
Soon, more than a dozen lamas from the Brahma Kingdom arrived in a domineering manner, but in the end they fled as dejectedly as a lost dog.
As for the four guardians, they looked at each other in confusion. One by one, you looked at me and I looked at you, with complicated and shocked expressions on their faces.
They really didn't expect that Northern King Ye Feng, a useless person sitting in a wheelchair with a broken leg, could actually knock over the Master Zhuanlun with one palm!
You must know that Zen Master Zhuanlun has achieved the status of Arhat. He is a true King of Martial Arts with profound and domineering skills. The four of them are deeply aware of this, but even Zen Master Zhuanlun can block the King of Martial Arts.
He couldn't resist Ye Feng's move.
So how powerful is the Northern King Ye Feng?
Thinking of this, a chill shot up in the soles of the four guardians' feet, and then their whole body felt cold, and their bodies could not help but tremble slightly.
They simply couldn't imagine what would happen if the Northern King Ye Feng attacked them just now. If the Northern King really wanted to kill them, it would be easier than squeezing an ant to death, right?
"What should we do now?" The Fourth Protector suddenly asked in a low voice.
"You ask me, I ask who to go to, this King of the North, I didn't expect to hide so deeply, but I can see that he doesn't want to kill us, whether it's because he doesn't bother to do it or for whatever reason, but I feel that he won't kill us
!" The third guardian analyzed.
The second guardian said: "But no matter what, what we just did..."
At this point, he really couldn't talk any more.
At this time, the Great Protector suddenly let out a long sigh and said: "Oh, it's in vain that the four of us brothers became famous in the Southern Territory in their early years, and then followed the old Southern King to conquer the South and the North. We thought we were one of the figures, but now we know... completely
It’s just a frog in the well, that’s all!”
"The four of us, please go and apologize later. We did something wrong." After the big protector said that, he hurriedly chased after him, followed closely by the other three protectors.
When Dugu Ming saw this, he hesitated a little and chased after him.
Soon, more than 2,000 soldiers on the campus dispersed, and only the Lord of Hengling, the Lord of Nandong, and the Lord of Baicao were left in the huge campus.
"The three of us, what should we do now? Are we going to be like those four old dogs, licking their faces and kowtow to apologize?" Baicao Territory Lord gritted his teeth and asked.
"That's impossible. I'm a dignified domain lord. Even the old King Nan didn't kneel down when he was alive. Asking me to kowtow like this kid with a broken leg, that's absolutely impossible!" The domain lord of Nan Dong said coldly.
The Lord of Hengling Territory frowned tightly and stood in the dark without speaking.
Xiao Jingyuan, the leader of Baicao Territory, couldn't help but said coldly: "Old ghost Hengling, you have to say something, but I heard that the head coach of your Hengling Territory was crippled by that kid!"
The Lord of Hengling Territory suddenly sneered and said: "Kowtow and apologize? You think too highly of that kid. To be honest, he does have something, but don't forget that the North is now in chaos. It can even be said to be a chicken."
Zhu Guangbo of the Zhu family in the capital city is now the acting king of the Northern Territory. You don’t want to think about why this boy named Ye has not returned to the Northern Territory yet?"
The three people asked at the same time: "Why?"
The Lord of Hengling snorted coldly: "What other reasons could there be? Naturally, it's because he doesn't dare, because he knows that as soon as he sets foot in the north, he will definitely die, because the Zhu family will never be willing to see
At this point, in fact, not only the Zhu family, but also many ancient sects in the imperial capital do not want to see him go back, so we don’t have to worry, this kid will definitely not live long!"
"No, what the old ghost Hengling said is right!" The Lord of the Nandong Territory nodded repeatedly.
The Lord of Hengling grinned and sneered: "Actually, our worries are completely unnecessary. Don't say that this kid wants to return to the northern border. He even wants to leave the southern border. He can't do it. The gray-clothed swordsman he just defeated
, is the proud disciple of the current leader of the Hengshan Sword Sect. Think about it, can the Hengshan Sword Sect allow him to leave the southern border alive?"
Having said this, the three domain masters laughed in unison. This chapter has been completed!