"Did I let you go?"

A lazy voice sounded.

I saw a man dressed in white appearing in front of the eunuch in a python robe.

Holding a sword in one hand.

There was indifference in his eyes.

Han Diao Si looked at Fusu who was standing in front of him.

His face changed slightly.

He is a second-grade minor master.

He didn't realize when Fusu came to him.

"Your Highness Fusu, what do you mean?"

The python-robed eunuch Han Diaosi had cold eyes.

At this moment, he had already noticed the strong murderous aura on Fusu's body.

This is not the murderous intention of martial artists.

Rather, it is a unique killing spirit that has been experienced on the battlefield for a long time.

He couldn't imagine the fragile-looking boy in white in front of him.

What on earth did he go through to develop such a strong murderous aura?

Fusu raised his head slightly and looked at Han Diao Si.

He said coldly: "Did Han Diao Si forget something?"

"This Jubei City is my territory."

"You can come whenever you want."

"You can leave if you want!"

The words just fell.

The three-foot long sword in his hand was stabbed towards Han Diao Temple.

At this time, Han Diao Si had a solemn look on his face.

He was really not sure which level Fusu had reached.

"In that case, don't blame our family for being ruthless!"

Han Diao Si shouted angrily.

The pocket flying sword in his hand was suddenly held out.

At this time, he was only a few steps away from Fusu.

Rely on your current martial arts level.

He threw his flying sword with all his strength to kill people in such a short distance.

Then even the best among second-grade minor masters would have to stay away.

But at the moment when Han Diao Si's pocket flying sword was about to pierce Fusu's head.

A three-foot long sword had already penetrated Han Diao Si's chest.

The white knife goes in, the red knife comes out.

Han Diao Si stared wide-eyed at the man in white who showed no emotion or anger in front of him.

I want to activate the martial arts aura in my body to control the pocket flying sword and die with him.

Looking at the pocket flying sword very close at hand.

Fusu said coldly: "Get out!"

The pocket flying sword was suddenly swallowed up by an incomparably powerful aura.

The next moment, it turned into dust.

Seeing this scene, Han Diao Si suddenly looked desperate.

The vitality in his body began to collapse at this moment.

He was pierced through the heart by Fusu's sword.

Even though he was a second-grade martial arts master, there was no chance of him surviving.

I saw Fusu slowly pull out the three-foot long sword that penetrated Han Diao Si's body.

When the sword is drawn out.

Han Diao Si's body fell to the top of the city in an instant.

No breath at all.

The three thousand Xuanjia troops below saw this scene.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Your Highness is mighty!"

As the commander of the Xuanjia Army, Yuan Baixiong took the lead in raising his arms and shouting.

Immediately afterwards, the three thousand Xuanjia troops raised their arms and shouted.

"Your Highness is mighty!"

"Your Highness is mighty!"

"Your Highness is mighty!"

"..."

【Ding】

[Choice 1: Kill in the capital]

[Reward: Second-grade Little Grandmaster Realm, Emperor’s Qi]

[Choice 2: Live in a corner]

[Reward: Third-grade warrior perfection, princely aura]

Fusu slowly descended to the top of the city.

At this time, all the three thousand Xuanjia troops dismounted and knelt down.

In their hands are the Xuanjia knives specially made by the 3,000 Xuanjia Army.

Fusu looked at everyone.

He said slowly: "This time the capital has decreed to kill me."

"How about we reject Beicheng's three thousand black armor troops?"

Yuan Baixiong was the first to speak: "His Highness has been as kind to us as a mountain."

"If someone wants to take His Highness's life."

"I, Yuan Baixiong, was the first to refuse."

The sound was like a loud bell, deafening.

Fusu smiled slightly when he heard this.

Randomly, he looked at the general who had previously ordered troops to be stationed outside the northern city.

He opened his mouth and said: "Give me the order, the three thousand Xuanjia Army will be repairing for three days."

"In three days, raise troops and march to Beijing!"

The three thousand Xuanjia troops said in unison at this moment: "I obey the order!"

...

Wait until the three thousand Xuanjia troops disperse.

Fusu sat alone on the top of the city.

In front of him was the endless desert.

He slowly stretched out a hand.

I saw a dark dragon head mark on the palm of his hand.

"The power of the Four Evils is really good,"

What Zhao Gao said is actually correct.

Fusu is indeed a helpless person.

Although he developed a murderous aura by fighting barbarians outside the territory.
To be continued...