The mad son-in-law of the city, God of War

Chapter 146 What is the King of the North going to do?
Du Guming was shocked when he heard this: "Northern King, what do you mean? Could it be that you are planning to make a move?"

Ye Feng turned his head to look at the smile and said: "Don't you think it's not possible?"

"You mustn't do it!" Dugu Ming hurried over and persuaded: "If you say that you are going to stand out in your heyday, this king will definitely be grateful, but in your current situation, it's not that this king can't trust you, it's really... really... ..."

At this point, he couldn't go on talking. In fact, he probably meant that your situation is basically equivalent to being disabled. Wouldn't it be a waste of death to go up.

Sima Zhantian suddenly stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "My lord, why don't you send your subordinates to fight and kill this big lama and bald donkey!"

Ye Feng shook his head and said with a smile: "You can't, if you want to beat him, you need at least another ten or eight years of practice."

Sima Zhantian didn't speak anymore, this violent man naturally knew that he couldn't beat the opponent, but even so, he had to stand up, because he would never let his master take risks.

Xiao Chuanqi had also stood up, and it seemed that this guy probably wanted to make a move too.

Ye Feng waved his hand and sighed: "Stop talking, step aside, you just keep your eyes open, Qingyan, push me down!"

Hong Qingyan was startled. Although she wanted to persuade her, she knew that once the man in the wheelchair made a decision, no one would be able to persuade him.

At that moment, Hong Qingyan slowly pushed the wheelchair, stepped off the stage along the passage, and headed for the school ground ahead.

On the school grounds, several healers from Baicaoyuan had already come over to bandage the wound of the Great Protector.

Zen Master Zhunlun stood under the starry sky, stepped on the land of the southern border, and said loudly in front of more than [-] soldiers of the southern border: "At first, this Zen master thought that your Xuanyuan Kingdom has a vast land and abundant resources, and what kind of masters would there be?" , now it seems that it is nothing more than that!"

"In the south of Xuanyuan Kingdom, there is no one who can beat it. What is the ancient Xuanyuan Kingdom, what is the birthplace of ancient martial arts? They are not farts. My Brahma Kingdom is the real source of ancient martial arts!"

Facing the arrogance and humiliation of Zen Master Brahma, the more than [-] officers and men on the school field were extremely angry and insulted, but none of them dared to speak.

Even the four guardian dharma kings were defeated, what else could they say?
"Hey, let me tell you, what are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and offer up that old Nanwang's saber. This is the trophy of our great Zen master!" More than a dozen big lamas in red shouted coldly, their expressions can be described as Extremely arrogant and arrogant.

"Your Excellency is really arrogant. You dare to despise my entire Xuanyuan Kingdom. This is the southern base camp. If you change it to any other place, you will die countless times!"

Under Hong Qingyan's push, Ye Feng came over slowly. Although he was sitting on a chair, his back was straight, and his whole body was filled with a fierce aura.

"Huh?" Zen Master Zhuanlun frowned, and suddenly turned his head to stare at Ye Feng. At first he thought it was some hidden mysterious master, but when he saw that the speaker was just a broken leg sitting in a wheelchair When he was crippled, a look of contempt immediately appeared on his face.

"Who am I, but I'm just a cripple with a broken leg. From this point of view, there is really no one in the southern border. Even you, a cripple with a broken leg, jumped out and dared to speak wild words to this Zen master. You really are this Zen master. Don't dare to kill you?"

At this moment, Zen Master Zhuanlun burst out with fierce killing intent. He may not dare to kill the four guardians easily, but in his opinion, there is no problem in killing a small cripple with a broken leg .

"Presumptuous, you dare to be rude to the King of the North, you are looking for death!" Sima Zhantian and Xiao Chuanqi were immediately angry, and rushed over directly, and by the way, Xia Lengchan, Li Jingang and Zhuge Yu also followed.

The five of them stood directly behind Ye Feng, as if they were going to protect their lord without regard to death!

In their view, it is okay to humiliate others, but it is absolutely impossible to insult one's own master!
Zen Master Zhunlun stared suddenly, with a look of astonishment on his face, he blurted out, "You are the King of the North, Ye Feng, the King of the North?"

Ye Feng looked at him coldly, and said with a sneer: "Otherwise?"

The astonishment on Master Zhuanlun's face became even stronger. Although he had never met Ye Feng, the King of the North, his reputation had long been heard in the Brahma Kingdom, but he never imagined that such a king with a peerless demeanor would be an unstoppable king. Disabled with legs in a wheelchair?

"Are you really the King of the Northern Territory?" Zen Master Zhunlun still couldn't believe it.

Ye Feng smiled, and directly showed his Northern King Order.

Zen Master Zhuanlun naturally recognized the Wang Ling, not to mention that no one would have the courage to pretend to be a generation of kings on such an occasion.

"I really didn't expect that in the mind of this Chan Master, the King of the North was a peerless and majestic king, but seeing him today, it is unavoidably surprising." After a short period of astonishment, Zen Master Zhunlun smiled, A look of contempt and ridicule appeared on his face again.

The dozen or so red-clothed lamas also laughed loudly: "So what about the king of the northern realm, a cripple with a broken leg, who can't even walk, even wants to jump out, this is really ridiculous, it looks like Not only the southern border, but the entire Xuanyuan Kingdom has no decent masters, otherwise a cripple would not be able to jump out!"

Ye Feng focused his eyes, pointed directly at Zen Master Zhuanlun and said: "Restrain your subordinates, this is the southern border, this is Xuanyuan Kingdom, if you dare to insult this king, you will be killed on the spot, do you believe it or not?"

When he said this, a fierce aura erupted from his whole body, and the great Zen master Zhunlun who was opposite him was suddenly taken aback.

When the more than [-] elite soldiers outside the school saw this, they couldn't help but get excited. Damn, this is the appearance of a generation of kings, domineering, dare to disrespect him, and kill him directly!

Zen Master Zhuanlun thought for a while, then waved his hands abruptly, and said to the dozen or so red-clothed lamas: "You are so quiet, no matter what, you are still a generation of kings. Kings cannot be humiliated. We are the ones who offended you!"

Speaking of this, the Great Zen Master Zhuanlun folded his right hand across his chest, and saluted Ye Feng, and the dozen or so red-clothed lamas dared not speak out.

But after saluting, Zen Master Zhuanlun's tone suddenly changed, and he said coldly: "I don't know what the Northern King's intention is to show up this time. Could it be that he intends to stand up for the Southern Territory?"

Ye Feng said with a sneer: "There are millions of soldiers in the southern border, and masters emerge in endlessly, because they want to guard the various places and no longer have a strong base camp, otherwise there is no need for this king to come forward. Besides, the great Zen master speaks one by one, and there is no one in Xuanyuan country. It can be said to be extremely arrogant, as a member of Xuanyuan Kingdom, and even more so as a member of the Northern Territory, I dare to break it, so there is no reason for me to sit idly by!"

The great Zen master snorted and shouted: "The king of the north can take care of it if he wants to. Originally, this Zen master also planned to ask the king of the north for advice on the matter of the southern border to be taken care of. In this way, there is no need to bother to make a trip." , It's just that this matter is the same thing, and Zen Master Ben won the competition just now, and the old Nanwang's saber is already Zen Master's spoils of war, so Nanjing is not trying to play tricks, right?"

Ye Feng laughed loudly and said: "All the officers and men in the Southern Territory are people who keep promises and keep their promises, so how can they cheat, and why should they cheat, please please take out the old Nanwang's saber!"

Dugu Ming was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Commander Lan Da, go and get Old Nan Wang's saber!"

"Yes!" Commander Lan cupped his hands, but before he left, he looked at Ye Feng a few more times, he was a little confused, what was the King of the North trying to do?
(End of this chapter)