Barbarian Throne

"Massacre the city?"

The city gate guard was stunned for a moment. Seeing his extraordinary bearing, he cautiously smiled and said, "You are really good at joking."

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said to the servant beside him: "Buren, show him the way."

The servant took out the guide and a gold coin and handed them into the hands of the city gate guard. The two immediately left the city gate and walked into the bustling streets of Yujinghua City.

The guard stared blankly at the pattern on the gold coin in his hand, and suddenly shuddered. He saw that this gold coin was actually the style of Nan Ming. It was not surprising that gold coins of Nan Ming appeared on the market in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. There were frequent exchanges between the two countries. businessmen use foreign currencies.

But what made his hair stand on end was that the portrait printed on the gold coin actually looked exactly like the middle-aged man!

"Could it be that Tian Geshu just now is the emperor of Nanming?"

The guard turned pale with fear and immediately turned around and left. Another city gate guard shouted: "Jiao En, it's on duty now, where are you going? The captain won't find you later and will tear you alive." Skin!"

The guard Jiao En walked out of the Imperial City without saying a word, and immediately ran out, muttering: "Oh no, no, no, the emperor of Nanming has come to the capital, and the turtle son will not run away..."

The middle-aged man walked quietly on the streets of Yujing, with a calm and calm demeanor. Although the servant was also quite calm, he could not hide the excitement in his eyes. After a while, he finally couldn't help but said : "Your Majesty, when will we take action?"

"General Bollen, you can't wait?"

That servant was General Bollen, the leader of the Holy Light Knights. Hearing this, he smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, of course you are not in a hurry, but for me, capturing Yujinghua City is my lifelong dream. Seeing this The city is right in front of us, I just want to attack it immediately!"

The middle-aged man was the king of Nanming. While looking at the scenery of Yujing, he smiled and said: "Capturing Yujing is a great achievement. If Danqier and others know that this credit falls into your hands, they may not know what to do." How envious and jealous I am of you.”

"If I have any merit, is it because of your majesty's wise leadership?" General Bolun flattered him a little, and said with a smile: "As long as the emperor of the Zhou Kingdom dies, the royal family will be extinct, and the imperial army of the Zhu Kingdom will have no ruler. It will fall apart soon.”

Emperor Geshu shook his head and explained: "Just kill the emperor. There is no need to kill all the Northern Zhou royal family. If the royal family is exterminated, the imperial guards of the Zhu Kingdom will gather together and fight to the death. The gain is not worth the loss. General Bolun, the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty was born He has many sons. If their emperor and the prince die, who else do you think will inherit the throne? "

General Bolun was stunned and suddenly realized, "Does your Majesty want to destroy the imperial capital and let those princes defect to the Imperial Guards of the major pillar countries? In this way, there will be many emperors in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, each doing their own thing, and our army can calmly Deal with them one by one."

Emperor Geshu said with a smile: "That's right. The centipede insect is dead but not stiff, but you cut it into a hundred pieces and see if it is dead? But before that, there is still the Dragonriding Forbidden Army to deal with. The Dragonriding Forbidden Army Having a long-standing reputation is not that easy to deal with.”

General Bolen said vigorously: "Your Majesty, with the Holy Light Knights here, what do you have to fear about the Dragoon Forbidden Army? I am willing to go to the Dragoon Forbidden Army's military camp and kill them to pieces!"

"Okay, go directly to the imperial city and kill the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty."

The two of them chatted and laughed happily while walking towards Yujing Imperial City, not caring about the upcoming battle.

When passing the Magic Guild, Emperor Geshu suddenly stopped and looked at the guild hall with a surprised look on his face. He silently took out a snow-white silver plate and said: "General Bolun, you go to the Imperial City first."

General Bollen took the silver plate and was extremely confused, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

This silver plate is a legendary space magic weapon. The space in the silver plate is vast, far exceeding the capacity of the space ring, and is enough to accommodate an army of ten thousand people.

The five thousand troops of the Holy Light Knights were all hidden in the silver plate. Emperor Geshu brought this space magic weapon just for the purpose of massacring the city.

At this moment, Emperor Geshu handed him the silver plate, obviously asking him to destroy the imperial city, and he had no intention of taking action.

General Bolen continued to walk towards the imperial city with the silver plate, while Emperor Geshu raised his head, looked at the Magic Guild, showed an interesting smile, gently raised his feet and walked into the guild hall.

People were coming and going in the hall, some magicians were receiving tasks, and some magicians were checking books. Among the bustling crowd, there was an old magic apprentice sweeping the floor silently. There was no one there. Take a look at him.

Emperor Geshu walked quietly to the old magic apprentice and looked at it for a long time. Suddenly he heard shouts and fighting sounds coming from outside, like the roar of the tide. Someone shouted loudly: "Nan Ming is attacking, it's already over." We have reached the imperial city, protect your majesty!"

The magicians in the guild suddenly rushed out of the hall with a crash, and the scene was chaotic. After a while, only two of them were left in the hall. One of them continued to sweep the floor with his head lowered, while the other still stood aside and watched.

After a long time, Emperor Geshu suddenly said: "Almost everyone on the mainland thinks that I am the number one master on the mainland. I also thought I was, but now I know that I am not. There are so many talented people on the mainland, who can think of a peak?" A legendary mage, a powerful person who has cultivated his physical body to the point of innate elemental body, actually hides in the magic guild and sweeps the floor? "

The old magic apprentice Cameron Rich stopped, leaning on the broom, raised his head and smiled: "Your Majesty, do you also want to sweep the floor?"

Emperor Geshu shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and said with an arrogant smile: "I do want to sweep the floor, but I want to sweep the world, not this small place of the Magic Guild!"

"Your Majesty is truly a talented and strategist, but a great strategist will kill many people."

Cameron Rich said quietly: "Why don't your Majesty just stay in the Magic Guild and sweep the floor, ignore the things outside, and experience the fun of sweeping a small place."

Emperor Geshu laughed loudly and said: "Sweep the Magic Guild? If the Magic Guild dares to stand in front of me, I will indeed sweep it away, but I don't know if it really wants to stand in front of me?"

Cameron Rich was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "Who is the person who rules here, and what does it have to do with me? I just want to find someone who shares the same ideas with me. Your Majesty is a very suitable candidate. Throughout the ages, only There are few people who can compare with you, but it’s a pity that you are too greedy for power.”

Emperor Geshu breathed a sigh of relief. The old man sweeping the floor in front of him was unfathomable. He was not completely sure about fighting him. He smiled slightly and said: "The paths we have chosen are different. Do you want to break through the legend, become a demigod, or even a demigod?" God, and I want to rule the world and achieve eternal hegemony.”

Having said this, the leader of Nanming strode out of the guild hall, suddenly stopped in front of the door, and said leisurely: "Maybe after I fulfill my long-cherished wish, I will abandon my position of power and come to find you. I will go with you to find the people ahead." As for the road. I hope that when the time comes, you still won’t dislike Brother Tian for being stupid.”

After that, Tian Geshu laughed loudly and walked towards the imperial city.

"I hope so..."

Cameron Rich lowered his head and continued to sweep the floor silently. His eyes unconsciously showed infinite loneliness, and he murmured: "I have been lonely for too long. Along the way, I have met too many young talents. Jun, but there is no one who can walk with me... No matter you kill a river of blood, or whether you are a tyrant or not, I just want to find a partner who can move forward together..."

The Holy Light Knights led by General Bollen had already rushed into the imperial city of Yujing, and started a melee with the Dragoon Forbidden Army who came after hearing the news. The blood flowed into rivers. The Dragoon Forbidden Army Pillar General Sword Master Omsten Nina, who controlled the golden holy dragon, was fighting with General Bollen. A sword master and a golden holy dragon only killed Bollen until he was sweating and unable to fight back.

"Kill him!" Nina exuded strong dragon power and screamed.

At this moment, a middle-aged man slowly rose up and floated in the air, overlooking the imperial capital. A huge momentum instantly suppressed Long Wei. He spoke majestically and domineeringly: "Tian Geshu is here to visit, Sharjah." Where is your majesty? Do you dare to fight with me?"

This voice suppressed all the shouts and fighting sounds. In an instant, the entire Yujinghua City was silent. Only a group of civil and military ministers were slowly walked out of the Yujing Imperial City, embracing an equally noble and solemn old man. Come to the jade steps.

The old man was the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. He looked desperate, but he was still as calm as before. He did not lose his momentum at all. He spoke in an old voice and laughed: "Your Majesty Geshu, you come to challenge me. As the king of the Sharjah royal family, I Lord, why don’t you dare?”

Emperor Geshu looked down and saw that the Emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty neither practiced magic nor fighting spirit, and had no cultivation at all. He admired his courage in his heart. He landed in front of the jade steps and said with a smile: "I Give you a fair chance."

"Get my sword."

The old emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty looked calm, took the sword from the attendant, and saluted with noble etiquette.

Tian Geshu returned the gift, and the Emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty shouted loudly and thrust his sword towards him. Tian Geshu sighed, stretched out his finger and pointed at the tip of the sword, and the sword suddenly exploded into countless fragments.

There was no obstruction with this finger, and it gently touched the center of the Northern Zhou Emperor's eyebrows.

Tian Geshu sighed again, turned around and flew high into the sky. Facing the Sword Master Osteen and the Golden Holy Dragon, he said calmly: "Buren, order the massacre of the city and leave the Magic Guild behind."

General Bolen perked up and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty has given an order to massacre the city! Kill all the civil and military officials of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, kill the prince of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, leave the rest of the royal family behind, let them go, and prohibit attacks on the Magic Guild!" As for why! If you don't attack the Magic Guild, this is out of the scope of General Bollen's consideration.

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On the Heishui River in southern Xinjiang, on the vast plain of dozens of miles, a strange-shaped weapon was quietly erected, like a scepter, with the top like a full moon, snow-white as water, inserted straight into the soil.

This is the weapon used by the first pope of the God King's Palace to travel around the world and preach, Heaven's Punishment.

Zhang Debiao was holding Heavenly Punishment in one hand, and a mile away from the opposite side stood a group of masters from the God King's Palace, including the red-robed archbishop, green-robed archpriest, cardinal deacons, and six or seven great elders. There were six great sword masters, The six great saints and magisters, and others, are at their lowest and the pinnacle of fighting spirit transformation!

This is the army sent by the God King Palace to hunt him down and seek retribution from heaven!

Zhang Debiao coughed, touched his bald head, grinned widely, and said with a smile: "Everyone, if you want heaven's punishment and avenge Damas and Tutangudus, you'd better defeat me first."

Over the past few days, Manzi has never made a breakthrough and become a Dou Sheng. Although he has had the experience of attacking the Dou Sheng field once, he still has no confidence in trying again and is always just one step away.

After careful consideration, Zhang Debiao finally realized his shortcomings. His strength, cultivation, and mental strength had reached or even far exceeded the level required by the Fighting Saint. What he lacked was the accumulation of battles.

Any Sword Master or Fighting Saint has to go through a long period of battle accumulation before reaching the Saint level. Notting Hill has been a ranger for nine years, traveling around the world, and has gone through countless battles. Raf Hillman has been a ranger for nine years. Accumulated and fought all over the Orc Continent, Aldan Wildhammer was even more astonishing. He was trapped on the threshold of the Fighting Saint for decades or even a century. When the three-headed hellhound massacred the city, this old man was still Fenran got up and had a head-on fight with Holy Magister Zaid!

Although Zhang Debiao has made rapid progress and has gone through many battles over the years, there is an age limit after all, and his combat experience has not reached the level required for a fighting saint, so he has been unable to break through the last step.

If you want to find someone to fight, for others, you have to go around causing trouble and looking for an opponent of equal strength. But for him, a certain barbarian has enemies all over the world. As long as he reveals his identity, countless masters will come to fight and provoke him. There is no need to worry about his opponents being too few and too weak.

"There are too many strong enemies. I really don't know whether to be happy or depressed..."

Zhang Debiao thought of this, looked at the angry masters of the God King Palace, and said with a smile: "Are you going to fight in a single fight, in a group fight, or in a wheel battle?"

Sword Master Torres frowned and said, "What about single combat? What about group fights? What about wheel battles?"

Zhang Debiao raised his finger and said with a smile: "One-on-one is when we fight fair one-on-one like knights. If I defeat one of you, you have to let me rest and recover my strength before defeating the next one. Group fighting means you all beat me up in a group." , and then they are all knocked down by me. In a wheel battle, you come up one by one, and then you are all knocked down by me."

"Arrogant!" Many experts from the God King Palace yelled.

Sisyphus roared wildly, and the mighty Tianlong Jue was activated, and he instantly transformed into a dragon, turning into a half-dragon, half-human monster. It rushed towards him and said with a ferocious smile: "We have decided to fight you first, and then fight in groups." you!"

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