Three hundred and seventieth chapters a hundred swords do not go
The King of Zhongyuan was stunned for a moment.
Next to him, Vice Principal Cheng Guyingcheng had a look of resentment in his eyes. He stared at King Zhongyuan with both eyes, as if he wanted to swallow him whole in one gulp and chew him hard.
A barrier has been set up so that what is said inside cannot be heard outside.
But it is precisely because of this that what is said now is truly shocking and has no scruples.
Every sentence spread out is enough to set off a storm and endless waves.
"Are you unhappy? Are you sad and angry?"
Marshal Dongfang tilted his head to look at the King of Central Plains in a leisurely manner. His face was cold and expressionless, and his eyes were also very indifferent.
"Do you know why you did this today?"
"Do you think that just by yourself, you are worthy of the three of us coming here to suppress you? Such a big effort?"
Marshal Dongfang sneered lightly: "You're not worthy yet!"
"In the final analysis, you are just a hereditary prince. What achievements and capital do you have that are worthy of our coming?"
"The first reason why we came is because His Majesty personally requested to spare your life! Keep the Central Plains Palace!"
"Because, the soaring glory of the mainland's undefeated war god is a flag of the Star Soul Continent that cannot be lowered! Your Majesty is not willing to stir up a tsunami in the old army of Junnan Mountain! Let alone bear the reputation of indiscriminately killing the descendants of loyal ministers and cutting off the descendants of heroes.
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"The reason why we are here is because of your father, the first prince of the royal family and the undefeated god of war in the mainland! It is because of this old friend. Today is the last time we protect you!"
Marshal Dongfang said calmly: "You heard me right, what we did today was to protect you."
"Based on what you have done, we should send troops to directly destroy your palace. It is just a small effort, and it is the right thing to do!"
"Did you know that before we came, Nan Zhengqian had secretly mobilized 200,000 troops to prepare for the Central Plains exercise? If it hadn't been for His Majesty's hard dissuasion? At this moment, your Central Plains palace is already a fan!"
"But back then, your father's outstanding military exploits for the mainland and the country were enough to make him a king again! Countless brothers in the Western Army have been saved by him!"
Marshal Ximen's voice was heavy: "Before I came, more than forty old brothers knelt in front of me, hoping that I, please, could save face for their old brothers!"
"So I propose? Call you here and let you witness all this with your own eyes."
"You yourself know what mistake and what crime you committed!"
"From now on? Your father's mountainous achievements? All the glory, all the kindness? All the kindness..."
Marshal Ximen said softly: "...Nothing left!"
"For this? We won't even explain to the students present? Why we do this? Just because we don't want to kill all the descendants of our old brother."
The King of Zhongyuan smiled miserably: "Even if you don't explain this, is it possible that there isn't a smart person here? That call of godfather has already pushed me into a desperate situation!"
"This matter has been revealed to the world. If you can't explain it, what's the point?"
"But at least we saved your father's palace in the Central Plains. At least you no longer act rashly, and you can still live a stable life and be a wealthy and idle man for the rest of your life!"
Marshal Ximen said solemnly: "Now, your matter is over. Jun Taifeng, you can go back and leave here immediately. I don't want to see you again."
"From now on, you can take care of yourself."
when!
A broken sword covered with jagged teeth fell in front of the King of Central Plains.
The blade is dark red, covered in scars, and the blade is full of dense serrations; the wounds are the result of thousands of desperate cuts.
"This is your father's Hundred-War Sword! This sword is made of immortal iron! Indestructible iron has always been known to be difficult to damage. Your father has fought with this sword his whole life!"
"The immortal iron, which is said to be indestructible, was used by him to become what it is now."
"This knife has always been the pride of the Western Army."
Marshal Ximen gently stroked the knife, his hands trembling slightly.
His voice was trembling, and there were tears in his eyes: "Now, let it return to your palace in the Central Plains. We, the Western Army... will not be able to bear the mountain of sins your father's son has returned to us."
"Twenty million soldiers, for your treason, have reduced all their military achievements to zero. They have worked together to help you, for your father, to bear the crime of treason. From now on, we have never known each other. Nothing to do with it anymore.”
Marshal Ximen shed a tear on the Baizhan Sword and said softly and tremblingly: "Nanshan, brother, I'm sorry."
He took a deep breath and resolutely pushed the Baizhan Sword out.
"Take it away!"
The Baizhan Sword made a clanging cry, its blade flashing with red light, as if it couldn't bear to leave.
This precious sword, which has killed countless enemies, is like a psychic spirit, moaning endlessly, unwilling to leave, unwilling to leave the atmosphere it is most familiar with.
The King of Zhongyuan focused his eyes on the knife. He wanted to reach out and hold the handle several times.
But he never reached out.
He could feel that as long as his hand grasped the handle of the knife, it would completely tarnish his father's monstrous military exploits!
"I am me, and my father is my father!"
The King of Central Plains stood up and said with a cold face: "What I did has nothing to do with him! This sword is his sword, and he can leave it wherever he wants!"
"It's just a knife, what does it have to do with me!"
"What I do myself, I take care of myself, just like anyone else!"
"Now, you have humiliated me, have you humiliated me enough?"
The King of Zhongyuan said calmly: "If it's enough, I will leave."
Marshal Ximen narrowed his eyes and said, "That's enough, you can leave. Leave right now!"
The King of Central Plains laughed wildly and stepped out. However, after taking two steps, he hesitated, turned around, bowed deeply to the Hundred Battle Sword on the ground, and then turned around and walked out.
Rise into the sky and ride on the wind.
The King of Central Plains, who was in the air, burst out laughing, walked like a dragon and tiger, and left without looking back!
Marshal Ximen breathed a sigh of relief, and without any hesitation, he immediately took the Bai Zhan Dao in his hand.
The Baizhan Dao made a buzzing sound, as if the child who had been wronged was crying to his parents.
He gently rubbed the handle of the knife and murmured: "He's back, he won't leave. Don't worry, he still has some sense of shame."
Marshal Dongfang sneered, "If he dares to take away this sword today, I will send troops to kill him tomorrow! At last he still has sense! He alone is worthy of holding this Hundred Battles Sword?!"
One side.
Vice-Principal Cheng asked with red eyes: "Commanders and subordinates, I would like to ask, is it true that the guilt of the King of Zhongyuan has been written off? Is it true that those heinous sins and blood debts will not be pursued?"
Marshal Dongfang narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Yes, we can't pursue any further claims."
Cheng Guying's eyes were red, his chest was heaving, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be torn apart.
Marshal Ximen said calmly to Marshal Dongfang: "Finally, I have not let down my old brother. We helped him bear the crime of rebellion this time. We should do what we should and should not do, but we will do it after all."
Marshal Dongfang nodded slightly and sighed: "If anyone uses any law to pursue him again in the future, we will have to come forward to ask for an explanation."
Vice Principal Cheng was so angry that he took a step forward and was about to speak, but was pulled back by Ye Changqing's quick eyes and hands.
"Fool!"
Ye Changqing anxiously sent a message: "Are you stupid? The commander-in-chief has already said that he cannot be held accountable according to the national law, but the commander-in-chief did not say how to deal with the grievances in the world! You have to say everything. In the final analysis, the final decision will be made.
The road to revenge is also blocked?! Who do you think you are, denying the last remaining shadow of the undefeated God of War in the Central Plains for the sake of your family?"
Cheng Guying was like cold water pouring on his head. He immediately woke up and hurriedly shut up.
Marshal Dongfang glanced at Ye Changqing meaningfully, with a smile in his eyes.
With their status and status, if they say they want to protect it, then they must protect it to the end!
So they took action personally to suppress all the wings of the King of Central Plains!
Uproot all the efforts of the King of Central Plains!
This shows the attitude: We will prevent him from having that ability, so you can rest assured!
If Vice-Principal Cheng steps forward and asks at this moment: Do you also want to protect the grudges and personal vendettas?
As long as this sentence is asked, the answer is inevitable: it must be protected!
And he still made it true, and he will resolutely defend it to the end!
But as long as this sentence is not asked, there will still be an excuse: because you didn’t say it!
When His Majesty opened his mouth to impose sanctions under national law, he pointed it at the old brother, and we helped him bear it.
But we don’t care about the grudges in the world!
Of course, you have to take risks when you seek revenge. If you are killed in turn, no one will care.
You are even wanted because you killed someone!
These are all things to consider clearly.
The next step is still a challenge.
The King of Central Plains has left, so what else is there to challenge?
Of course there is.
"Next is the challenge of the five teams."
Minister Ding said.
In the audience, several captains of the fifth team looked confused.
We're just here to have fun, we didn't say we wanted to challenge. What's going on?
In the audience, the captain of the second team, Tsing Yi Youth, and the captain of the fifth team, Hong Mao, said: "Next, you have eight places. You can accept the challenge and kill these eight people, but you can also let these eight people drop out of school on the spot.
Since you are here, I will give you this face. But when you go back, you and your people should keep your mouths shut!"
Hongmao was a little confused.
What's going on?
He hurriedly started to investigate, and then slapped himself on the head with an angry look on his face.
A total of eight students were placed in Qianlong Gaowu as internal agents in the future. As a result, everyone's information was mastered. How does this work?
Taking the list handed over there and comparing it with the names Qianlong drew this time, he looked dejected.
"Quit school! No more challenges."
Hong Mao made a prompt decision.
They have already been caught out, do they still need to send people to fight and have them watch another monkey show?