Kyushu: Prince Qin, his understanding is against the sky!

The butcher looked at the person in front of him, and the cold voice of Ying Zixiu entered the butcher's mind.

At the same time, as the words came, the butcher felt chills emanating from the body of the young man in front of him.

The butcher felt as if he was in an ice cellar, and his soul was in some kind of abyss. An invisible big hand was holding his body as he fell into the endless abyss.

Faced with the threat of death, the butcher's brain instantly woke up, and his body began to tremble involuntarily. Although the people of Beiyuan were all cruel and cruel, that was compared to the people of other dynasties.

As long as he said he was not afraid of death, it was not him. The butcher knew that the person in front of him was not joking with him at all, so he took advantage of the clarity in his brain and spoke with a trembling mouth.

"Yes Yes!"

The voice continued to lengthen, and after the words fell, Ying Zixiu ignored the unsightly ant in front of him, brushed past it, and then walked towards Beiyuan Changshengtian.

As if he knew that he was heading in the right direction, his steps were still slow, but his figure turned into an afterimage and kept moving in the field of vision of all Beiyuan people.

Kitahara Barbarian, who originally had a look in his eyes, was dumbfounded on the spot, looking at the butcher who was also standing there with the butcher's knife held high in his hand, but his body was trembling.

It was obvious that the butcher had encountered something prickly. This man looking down from a foreign country was not as simple as he seemed for his age.

As Ying Zixiu's steps advanced rapidly, he disappeared from the sight of this street in a few breaths, leaving only the stunned eyes of the people in Beiyuan.

At this moment, looking down from mid-air, a figure suddenly broke into the tents.

Yes, it was the Black Dragon Emperor Ying Zixiu who had just disappeared in the streets of Beiyuan. Following Ying Zixiu in a dark robe, he came to the military tent camp. Soon, soldiers patrolling Beiyuan discovered this strangely dressed person. young people.

Although the patrolling soldiers did not recognize Ying Zixiu's true identity, Ying Zixiu's dark robes clearly showed that he was not a citizen of Beiyuan.

Similarly, few people in Beiyuan dared to come to the central military tent of Changshengtian in Beiyuan without permission, so soon this Beiyuan patrol team regarded Ying Zixiu as a spy of the enemy country.

This group of Beiyuan soldiers were walking towards Ying Zixiu, holding spears and wearing armor. Ying Zixiu also saw them, but he didn't pay attention.

Instead, he glanced around and saw the military tents that looked like yurts and the Beiyuan flags hanging high all around. Ying Zixiu knew that he had done nothing wrong.

This is the so-called central hinterland of Beiyuan, Changshengtian, where the King of Beiyuan and all the soldiers and ministers of Beiyuan are located.

Ying Zixiu glanced casually and quickly discovered what seemed to be the largest 'Mongolian yurt' among the huge military tents.

The yurt, which looked several times larger than an ordinary military tent, had a crown-like crown on the tent floor, which was obviously a symbol of King Beiyuan's status.

This means that there is the person Ying Zixiu wants to find in that military tent, Genghis Khan, King of Beiyuan.

Thinking of this, Ying Zixiu no longer wandered aimlessly, but walked straight towards King Beiyuan's military tent, and found that Ying Zixiu's figure also caught the eyes of this uninvited guest.

Could it be that the purpose of this spy coming here is to assassinate Genghis Khan, their king in the Northern Plains?

Waves of doubts arose in the mind of the captain of the patrol team. Thinking that the team leader did not dare to be careless in the slightest, he hurriedly scolded him.

"Who are you? Put down your weapons, kneel on the ground and surrender!" The team leader began to scold Yingzi Xiudao in an extremely serious command tone.

But facing the words of the Beiyuan soldiers, the Black Dragon Emperor didn't care at all. In the eyes of other Beiyuan soldiers, the man in strange clothes seemed to have blocked his captain's words.

Still minding his own business, he walked towards Changshengtian's largest military tent. Seeing that Ying Zixiu ignored him, the team leader no longer hesitated and began to give orders to his men.

"Take him!"

As soon as the words fell, rows of soldiers in armor pointed the sharp tips of their spears at Ying Zixiu, and then they all moved towards the direction of the Black Dragon Emperor with heavy and neat steps.

The faces of these people were all serious, and they looked at this spy from another dynasty with murderous intent in their eyes.

"Boom, boom, boom"

The sounds of feet stepping on the ground soon attracted the attention of many soldiers in the hinterland of the military tent. They also saw the men in non-local clothes facing their patrol team.

Facing the menacing Beiyuan soldiers, the Black Dragon Emperor also did not stop walking, and the distance between the two sides quickly shortened.

Just when the sword in the hands of the Beiyuan patrol team was less than one meter away from Ying Zixiu, the Beiyuan soldiers seemed to have received the agreed order.

They all pulled back the spears in their hands, letting their arms use their strength, and then without any hesitation, they stabbed the enemy spy in front of them fiercely.

"Brush, brush, brush"

Rows of sharp spearheads stabbed towards Ying Zixiu's body, as if they were going to pierce through Ying Zixiu's weak body in the eyes of those Beiyuan soldiers in the next second.

Just when the soldiers who took action thought that their attack was about to succeed.

next second!

"Buzz!"

A surge of surging and tyrannical imperial domineering energy suddenly burst out from the Black Dragon Emperor's body. In the hinterland of the Beiyuan Central Military Tent, with Ying Zixiu himself as the center, it spread to all directions.

"Buzz!"

The sudden stabbing movements in the hands of the rows of soldiers holding spears stopped for an instant, and then all their eyes turned white, and they fainted instantly, and then their bodies seemed to refuse to obey their orders. , all fell to the ground.

The captain of the team who had just given the order was no exception. Like the team members beside him, he fell to the ground, and the surrounding Kitahara soldiers who were weak and watched the fun did the same.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom"

Figures kept falling down one after another as if they were free of money. At the same time, this imperial domineering energy seemed to be contagious and still spread in the Changshengtian.

As long as the soldiers whose strength did not reach the sixth level or below, as well as the sixth-level strong men, were unable to resist this power, they fell to the ground one after another.

And because of the Black Dragon Emperor's Imperial Haki attack, the powerful men above level five who were far away from the Black Dragon Emperor but within the attack range of the Imperial Haki were dizzy. (End of chapter)