Dao Fruit

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Suge's body was still suppressed, but as other members of the Sanshui tribe approached, their popularity became stronger, and their blood and luck gradually became stronger. They had a certain degree of repulsion to the extraordinary magical skills, which weakened the suppression force a lot. Therefore, Suge struggled and was able to raise his head with difficulty.

However, when he raised his head, he saw the head more clearly. From his eyebrows and eyes, he accurately identified who the head came from, and his expression became more distorted.

On the side, Heluo also barely raised his chin, staring at the head with a pair of eyes. He was very curious about whose head could make the arrogant Sanshui prince, who had been arrogant since childhood, so frightened and shocked.

However, after seeing it, his skinny face was instantly distorted.

"Your Highness Zuo Xian Wang? How is this possible? This must be a trick!"

The head had shriveled after a few days, and the blood on it had solidified a lot, but the appearance was not much different from when he was alive. It was the Zuo Xian Wang who was killed by Qiu Yan.

When the head appeared, not only Su Gai and He Luolu were stunned, but even the old Khan of Sanshui, Duolu and others were also stunned, and many Sanshui nobles were speechless instantly.

As for Meng Qingbin and others, they had heard of Zuo Xian Wang a long time ago, but they didn't know what he looked like. Even though Qiu Yan and Zuo Xian Wang fought fiercely outside the city that day, they still couldn't see his face clearly because of the distance. But now looking at the reactions of the people in Sanshui, how could they not guess the reason?

The reason why Qiu Yan left the envoy group was to hunt down Zuo Xian Wang of Roulu. In this way, the matter is clear. But the reputation of Zuo Xian Wang has long been spread all over the grassland. It is impossible for them to go to Sanshui without understanding it. The court has fought for many years and has not hurt the other party once. Qiu Yan came with his head after chasing him. Anyone would find it unreal.

"Was Zuo Xian Wang of Roulu really killed by him?" This time, even Di Ai was completely shocked. All kinds of thoughts were completely dissipated by the shock, and he felt a blank in his heart.

"This..." Lao Khan Yebalu stood up from his seat suddenly, looking at the head, his hands trembled.

He had seen Zuo Xian Wang of Roulu before. This man had brought troops to Roulu to collect "taxes", causing a lot of trouble. He had four generals under his command. He was invincible in Sanshui!

This is of course not a few people fighting against the entire tribe of Sanshui, but in a one-on-one challenge, no one can defeat it. If it is really a one-on-one challenge against the entire tribe, the blood and qi of the tribesmen alone can suppress the martial arts.

"Great Khan!"

"Great Khan, the Khan's tent is broken, but these Central Plains people have bad intentions?"

"What's going on? Is someone using magic?"

On the other side, the Sanshui people finally gathered and saw the scene of everyone being pressed to the ground. Each of them showed strong hostility towards Qiu Yan, Meng Qingbin and others.

As the number of people gathered and the emotions fluctuated. The blood and luck gathered, diluting the suppressive force from the magic power a lot, and several people immediately struggled to lift half of their bodies.

Soon, the place where the big tent was located was surrounded by water. One by one, the strong and powerful Sanshui people looked at the Central Plains envoys as if they were facing a great enemy, eager to take action directly.

Many of them also caught the envoys who escaped during the previous chaos.

Then someone howled——

"The people of the Central Plains are indeed a nuisance, let's kill them all!"

"They dared to destroy the Khan's tent, they don't know how to live or die!"

"They came, we didn't kill them, but they didn't know how to be grateful, and instead made trouble!"

...

As they were talking, someone was about to chop the captured Central Plains envoy with a knife, but the old Khan was awakened.

"Stop!" He shouted, his voice was loud, "Back off, don't come forward without my order!" With just two simple sentences, relying on his prestige, he quickly calmed down the chaotic situation.

Then, Yebalu looked around, looked at the densely packed tribesmen, breathed a sigh of relief, and swept his eyes over the head of Zuo Xian Wang again, and finally fell on Qiu Yan.

"Mr. Qiu," he brewed his words, sorted out his chaotic thoughts, "I wonder if this head is..."

"This person is Zuo Xian Wang of Rouluo, who has been executed." Qiu Yan didn't beat around the bush and directly made the words clear.

"It's really the Zuo Xian Wang!" The old Khan's expression was quite complicated. The other party had just mentioned the example of Su Gong in ancient times, implying the meaning of revenge and extermination, and then threw out the head of Zuo Xian Wang of Rouluo. It was too horrifying to come and go, even if he had experienced countless storms in his life, he was a little overwhelmed.

This is still unknown about the fate of the Three Saints of Rouluo. If he knew, he would never think of him again!

"Fortunately, the tribe still has the majority of soldiers and horses. Although Qiu Yan has cultivation, he can suppress them as long as he gathers popularity. I still have the dominant power..."

This thought flashed through his mind, and Qiu Yan on the opposite side suddenly shook all over, and two military orders whistled out and circled around the sky!

Boom!

There was a thunder, and lightning shuttled through the clouds. It seemed that there were two black and yellow dragons faintly surrounding them. The two orders shook along with the trend, dispersing the popularity and blood gathered by the Sanshui people, and they were shattered in an instant!

Such changes were particularly obvious to the Sanshui nobles, who had already discovered that their own momentum was rapidly falling!

"What's going on?" The old Khan Yebalu had a way to sense his luck, and at this moment he felt the same way, his chest ached, his vision blurred, and the figure of Qiu Yan not far away became erratic, not like a human figure, and he could vaguely see two unpredictable auras intertwined, giving him a sense of majesty, terror, and depth!

In the sky, order stirred, turning into a gathering of soldiers, horses, swords and spears. It could not be detected by ordinary people's senses, but the naked eye could also see the clouds and mist gathering, spinning in the air, like a huge whirlpool, slowly sinking.

The clouds are as low as the sky, bringing a sense of depression!

The people in Sanshui immediately became panicked and had indescribable feelings in their hearts. This was the feedback sent back after the popularity was broken by order, which shook the people's hearts.

"This Three Waters Army is brave when it comes to bravery, but it is disorganized. If it were restrained by formations, it would definitely not be so easily dispersed." Qiu Yan did not look back, but he knew what was happening behind him very well. , he said, but his eyes were fixed on Lao Khan, and the Yin spirit bloomed, catching a little connection between itself and Lao Khan.

"You have the seeds of my articles in your mind. They are a little teaching method introduced into the Taoist sect. It is based on knowledge and action. In this case, the action in front of you is clear, why don't you know the potential?"

This rhetorical question made Lao Khan's heart skip a beat. It didn't feel like Qiu Yan was asking him, but Eternal Will was communicating with him. He was muttering speechless. His back was dripping with sweat, and the robes sewn with animal skins were all covered with sweat. Soaked.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh, put one hand on his chest, and bowed to Qiu Yan: "The Sanshui tribe is willing to join forces with the Celestial Empire, be canonized by the Holy Emperor, and obey orders."

"Father Khan!"

Su Gai's face changed sharply when he heard this, and he shouted subconsciously, but immediately stopped his voice. He looked at Qiu Yan with a look of fear, but the latter didn't look at him at all.

On the other side, Dolu hesitated for a moment, with a bit of determination in his eyes. He actually took a step forward, got behind Yebalu, and made a gesture of stroking his chest and bending down.

boom!

The next moment, Qiu Yan's consciousness was shaken. There was a rapid change in the luck. The luck from the Sanshui Department roared in and merged into it. The Yin spirit residing in An's body suddenly trembled and his momentum surged!

The dense air mass was born in it, and there was a faint tribal scene!

"The fourth level, aura, breath of luck..."

Qiu Yan was not surprised, but became calmer.

"To subjugate a country, you can have such a harvest. If you destroy a country, what will happen to you? However, the cause and effect of destroying a country is too great. If it is not a matter of luck, the flesh and blood body will not be able to bear it."

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan waved his sleeves again, and the invisible force that suppressed everyone dissipated. The Sanshui nobles stood up again, but they looked at each other in confusion, not knowing how to deal with themselves.

At this time, there was a sharp sound from the sky, and a large eagle swooped down, panicking, obviously frightened by the order of the two soldiers.

"Isn't this the one that the eldest prince raised and used to communicate with the Rouluo people?"

Someone immediately recognized the origin of the eagle, and then saw the eagle fall directly. A letter fell from its paws, and fell right in front of Lao Khan Yebalu. He lowered his head and looked down. After seeing the words on it, his pupils were filled with tears. Zoom in suddenly.

Dolu's eyes moved at the side, and he also saw the content above, and his face suddenly became dull.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" He Luolu, who was extremely flustered, already had a bad feeling when he saw Lao Khan bending down. Now he was like a frightened bird, running over and writing a letter on the letter. Looking at it, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "The tribe of King Zuoxian has been destroyed by the Central Plains people?"

His voice was extremely sharp and loud, and everyone around him heard it clearly!

"King Zuo Xian's tribe has been destroyed?"

Suspicious, the Sanshui nobles had different expressions, and soon they all focused their attention on the head. Their hearts were up and down, and they felt as if all the strength in their bodies had been drained out, and their whole bodies were weak.

When King Zuo Xian's head appeared, they could still insist that it was fake, but the communication eagle was personally raised by the people of Sanshui. It had been trained since childhood. If it was held hostage, it would be killed on the spot, making it difficult to pass on. Fake news comes.

"This... may really be the head of King Zuoxian!"

This news became the straw that broke the camel's back!

Everyone's eyes returned to Qiu Yan again, and their feelings in their hearts were completely different. A pair of eyes were filled with fear, fear, and horror. This emotion caused the fate of the ethnic group connected to them to pour out and flow into the Qiu Yan. Qiu Yan's body.

As luck changes, the order of the two military strategists changes accordingly, and various military strategists' methods are passed on, which are obviously related to destroying the country and winning people's hearts. In this way, Qiu Yan's momentum is rising steadily, and he is not angry but has authority!

In his soul, two prototypes of military classics that were ready to take shape shook. One of them jumped out. The cover became clearer and clearer, and a word was vaguely condensed, but it was still a bit blurry.

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