"Oh, so, that master of Damo Barbarian has been setting up a ring in West City for four days?"

Ye Qingyu nodded thoughtfully.

"Yes, these barbarians are very arrogant and have injured many of us," Gao Han said: "Since the two major barbarians and the two major demon clans entered Beijing, Xuejingzhong has been in chaos, especially those barbarians, who don't know any rules and cause trouble everywhere. I heard that several samurai soldiers from Baishan Barbarians have ruined several good women and made some noise..."

When Ye Qingyu heard this, his eyebrows raised, and a light flashed in his eyes, and he said, "This is still called some movement? According to the rules, what should I do in the end?"

"No one dared to care about it. Those barbarian warriors left in a swagger. Later, the families of the poor women also reported to the officials, but they did not dare to accept the complaints of major deployments..." Gao Han said angrily.

Ye Qingyu lined up on the foundation of the stone hall with his palm and said angrily: "Where are the people from the Imperial Capital Public Security Bureau? What about the people from the patrol camp? Shouldn't they be in charge of such things?"

"The radical of the Imperial Capital Public Security Bureau is said to be sick and will not show up. The area is the jurisdiction of the Jiangbei Patrol Camp. [Purple Eye] Du Heng is in charge of the patrol camp. It is said that the civilians who will sue the lawsuit are all bombarded!" Gao Han sighed: "Now the situation in the empire is in danger. The Left Prime Minister's Office and the Military Department have all reported news that the peace talks must be guaranteed to be successful, so we cannot provoke people from the four major alien missions. We strictly order the government offices in the capital to deploy.

He was able to conflict with the mission and greeted all the major gangs in the capital, so that the people in the martial arts world could not be enemies with the mission. The main task of the patrol camps in various districts of the imperial capital is not to strictly prevent aliens, but to restrain the people of the human race. It is said that during this period, whenever people from the martial arts world enter the imperial capital, they must register and be strictly guarded, just because they are worried that the heroes will violate the ban with martial arts, and these passionate and bloody men will do anything that is not conducive to the overall situation of peace talks."

"Add to the overall situation?" Ye Qingyu sneered and said, "Waiting to be humble makes those aliens look down upon. I really come to exchange for peace? The empire's thousands of miles of rivers and mountains were made by golden swords and iron horses, and they were not requested. These so-called big men have calculated too much and weighed too much, but have forgotten the most basic things."

Gao Han was silent.

The peace of a hundred years has indeed made this former invincible empire change so much. The successors are accustomed to maintaining success and lose their ambition to forge ahead.

"Send someone to find those poor women, properly place them, and ask all the names and characteristics of the barbarian warriors..." Ye Qingyu looked at the Huoshulin below, and said calmly and firmly.

A hint of joy flashed across Gao Han's face: "Sir, what do you mean..."

Ye Qingyu didn't say anything.

But Gao Han already understood the meaning of the Palace Master.

...

"Who else?"

The western city of the imperial capital.

A barbarian warrior with a body shaped like a bear was snorted on the ring.

This barbarian warrior has a hair and a beard, and is nearly three meters tall, like a small giant. This is a unique physical characteristic of the barbarians. The height of normal barbarians is more than two meters, while the height of ordinary barbarian warriors is about three meters.

The barbarian warrior was covered in white bone armor, and his exposed skin was bulging like a small mountain, full of explosive power, and was pricked with dense tattoos and looked weird and gloomy. A white bone gun made of giant animal bones was inserted into the ring.

At his feet, a middle-aged warrior in his thirties had a collapsed sternum and spitting blood in big mouthfuls. He seemed to be unable to survive.

The barbarian warrior slapped his chest and screamed.

The ring was filled with people.

Everyone's face was filled with an angry look.

On one side of the ring, there were more than a dozen barbarian warriors with contempt, all of whom were about three meters tall.

Among these barbarians, there is a human race that is particularly conspicuous.

This is a human scribe who looks like a human gentry. She is wearing a robe with a treacherous barbarian pattern painted with bright red paint, and a wild beast feather folding fan in her hand, and her face looks a bit sinister.

He seems to be a Man language translation or something.

The barbarian warrior on the ring turned his head and said something to the sinister scribe. The scribe nodded with a charming smile. Then he turned around, his face became arrogant and contemptuous again. He looked at the people around the ring and started to drink loudly-

"Mr. Shi Hu said, I heard that the human capital hides dragons and creeping tigers, who knows that meeting is not as good as being famous. These people on the arena are too weak. If they are placed between the white mountains and black waters, they are only suitable for being slaves. Such weak people are not even qualified to eat meat... The human capital of the imperial capital has really disappointed him. Lord Shi Hu lowers the standard. Who can let him use the bone gun around him? Even if he loses!"

There was a sudden burst of curses around the ring.

Someone scolded the barbarian warrior.

There are also people who scold this sinister middle-aged scholar.

In the eyes of many onlookers, this sinister scribe is even more abominable than a barbarian warrior. This kind of person who betrays his own race and defects to foreign races has been known as alien races since ancient times, and is called alien races and is the most hated existence of the human race.

This alien scribe on the ring obviously came from the wilderness with the barbarians, and his clothes were completely similar to those of the barbarians, like a lackey.

"Who dares to come up? Haha, why, are there all cowards in the imperial capital? It's been five days, and even a real master has not appeared. Has the human race declined to this extent? Haha, what qualifications does such a cowardly race have to occupy the most prosperous and fertile land in the Tianhuang Realm?"

The alien scribe shouted sarcastically.

"Go to die!"

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but throw a javelin, like a bolt of lightning, stabbing the alien scribe.

A trace of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the alien scribe.

"Die!" The beast feather bone fan in his hand slightly slammed in the void, and then shook slightly, and shot backwards in the direction he came at a faster speed.

His strength is quite good.

There was a burst of exclamation in the crowd.

The young man who threw the javelin was pale.

He was just so angry that he wanted to stab the alien scribe to death. His true strength was just the Four-eyed Spirit Spring. How could he catch the terrible javelin that flew back into the barb?

Just as he closed his eyes and waited for death, a burst of screams suddenly came from his ears.

The young man opened his eyes in surprise.

He saw a figure standing against the light.

A tall young man stood in front of him, the sun shining on his body, and his back was blurred. He stretched out one hand and held the javelin that was stabbed like thunder. The tip of the gun was less than a hair from the tip of his nose, but it was difficult to save it again.

"How dare the wild dog with the Lord behaves in the territory of the human race?"

The tall young man spoke, his voice as loud as the sword light under the sun.

On the ring, the alien scribe sneered: "What are you? What qualifications do you have to scold me? If you don't agree, go to the ring to fight!"

The barbarian warrior named Shi Hu also hooked his finger at the tall young man with a contempt.

The young man let go.

Bang!

The javelin in his hand fell to the ground.

The crowd around subconsciously retreated.

The young man's figure flashed, and everyone felt a flash in front of him, and he had already appeared on the ring.

"Forcing you to use a weapon? Haha..." He smiled and said, "If you can catch my move, you will win."

The words have not ended.

The young man's palms are unfolded.

A sharp sword light suddenly burst out from his flesh palm.

Shi Hu's expression changed wildly, and he felt the threat instinctively. He grabbed the bone gun beside him with his back hand. The gun body shook wildly, and it became alive like a white bone dragon python. At the same time, the strange tattoo on his body shone with a gloomy light, an indescribable force permeated his body.

This is the barbarian witch power of the barbarian race.

Shi Hu's strength exploded instantly, which was equivalent to the fluctuations in the cultivation level of the human race's miserable sea realm.

but--

None of this helps.

When Shihu's momentum reached its peak, the sword light in the young man's hand suddenly slashed out.

It's like a magic weapon cut through tofu.

The bone spear, along with Shi Hu's body, was instantly divided into two neatly.

"What?"

The alien scribe was shocked.

But the dozen barbarian warriors on the other side had already reacted, and rushed to the ring with a roar, like a mad tiger, besieging the young man.

The young man raised his hand slowly and took off the long knife hanging from behind.

A bright red silk was wrapped around the hilt of the knife.

With a knife in his hand, the young man's aura skyrocketed, and he stood on the ring like an undefeated god of war, waiting until the dozen barbarian warriors invaded within one meter of his side, and slashed out with a long sword.

In an instant, the sword light took away all the glory of heaven and earth.

The figures of all the barbarian warriors suddenly stiffened.

"You... are you... [Wu Shuang Jian King] Qin Zhishui?" The alien scribe reacted at this time, and suddenly looked horrified and fearful, and slowly retreated and became alert.

The title of [Wu Shuang Sword King] half a year ago may only be known to the people in the martial arts world.

However, since the two barbarian generals who competed for ten thousand people were killed in the deep camp and their heads were hung on the barbarian battle flag, the name [Wu Shuang Sword King] has resounded throughout the entire world of heaven.

Over the past few months, the Baishan Heishui barbarians, who were angry, have sent a large number of strong men to chase Qin Zhishui, but they have suffered heavy losses...

It can be said that in the hearts of the barbarians, the name Qin Zhishui is as terrifying as a demon king.

They never expected that Qin Zhishui, who was chased heavily, would appear in the imperial capital and appear here...

The alien scribe realized that the situation was not good and immediately turned around and ran away.

Although he is also a martial arts master, he has no courage to fight an existence like [WuShuang Sword King] because he deeply knows how strong the barbarian strong men who died under the [WuShuang Sword King] sword are.

But it's too late.

Qin Zhishui's long sword slashed from a distance.

Immediately, the knife was closed.

"Puff puff puff puff puff..."

Blood light burst out, and clear knife marks appeared on the barbarian warriors and alien scribes, and then they all stood at the waist and digitized two, and the corpse was crossed on the ring.

There were cheers around the ring.

Then the crowd became chaotic.

In the distance, imperial soldiers came hurriedly.
Chapter completed!