I'm The Emperor of All-Heavens

Chapter 303

Ying Tianfu.

Wugongbo mansion.

"I will live up to the great trust of the marquis. I hope the Marquis can say a lot of good words in front of the commander yuan!"

"Peace of mind! Happy five sons will lead a hundred families!"

"Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!"

The bully waved his hand, watched the happy old man step down and breathed a sigh of relief.

Over the past year, he has become more and more powerful in the court, and has close contacts with Yuan Bin, the commander of the royal guards. He seems to be a close friend.

As everyone knows, Yuan Bin never abandoned the son of heaven in the battle of civil castle. Later, he repeatedly proposed to go north to welcome the holy convoy, which can be described as loyal.

So when the emperor returned to Beijing, he handed over the power of royal guards to Yuan Bin.

Think about Ji Gang in Yongle's reign. It is conceivable that Yuan Bin had great power.

Yuan Bin is upright and upright. Anyone who dares to disrespect and criticize the emperor is severely punished, but he respects the tyrant. Even the appointment in the royal guards gives him some face.

The civil service group headed by Yu Qian can only retreat from this alliance.

In addition, the son of heaven has often practiced martial arts in seclusion recently, and he no longer works in the morning every day. Xiongba feels that he is not too far away from the days when he walked horizontally in the Forbidden City.

Even for the western regions, hegemony did not pay much attention to it, and transferred a large number of elite from the world to the Central Plains.

Compared with this outstanding land and vast territory, who is willing to go to the barren place full of yellow sand?

"Master!"

Thinking of a bright future, Qin Shuang's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in!"

Xiongba looked at the big disciple and said, "how are things going?"

"Master, Wudang Shaolin is still closed."

Qin Shuang said, "but..."

"No, but!"

The bully patted the table: "Ziyang and Buxu have become useless people. Their successors have less prestige. How dare they refuse the kindness of Ben Hou? Do they still think they are the great masters of Wulin? There will be no Wulin in the future, only the Ming Dynasty!"

Qin Shuang looked at his master in amazement, feeling both familiar and strange.

Once a tyrant, all gangs in the western regions dare not obey. They are also unparalleled. However, they are brave and resourceful, which is by no means an expansion of self-confidence.

But now

"Frost, don't be afraid. The top ten sects are already in the past!"

Xiongba doesn't feel inflated. He believes that the emperor certainly doesn't like Wudang Shaolin.

As the leader of Taoist and Buddhist forces, they are like the imperial court in the Jianghu. They have to be invited to preside over justice in the Wulin of all dynasties. With such authority, where is the Imperial Hall?

In fact, Gu Cheng appreciates the knowledge and interest of Wudang Shaolin. Such Jianghu forces adhering to the doctrine of the golden mean are complementary to the imperial court.

What really disagrees with them is that they want to be an arrogant tyrant.

Qin Shuang, on the contrary, was cautious and advised: "master, I think Wudang Shaolin has a deep heritage, so we shouldn't take the initiative to provoke it. As long as we bring all the eight sects under our command and force the two sects to close the mountain, they will be Jianghu legends in 20 years, and their influence will be no longer..."

"Twenty years? I seize the day!"

The bully glared: "if you act according to your plan and cooperate with the royal guards, we will be able to greatly reduce the prestige of Wudang Shaolin. When they become chopping board fish, we will decide whether to kill or cut them!"

"Yes!"

Qin Shuang had no choice but to bow his hand, but then a trembling voice from a disciple of the World Association told him: "Lord Hou, Tianshan sent a letter, and the matchless association had a war afternoon. After March, Dugu sword went to Tianshan, fought to the death with the guild leader, and invited the four Wulin to watch the war! They also said..."

The bully asked coldly, "what else do you say?"

The disciple trembled and said, "I also said that the Marquis was a fearless rat when he was at Shanhaiguan in the past. I'm sure he didn't dare to fight this war!"

The bully sneered: "go down!"

If the disciple was granted amnesty, he presented the book of war and hurried out.

Qin Shuang hurriedly said, "master, no two cities use the method of motivating generals and plan carefully. You can't respond to this war!"

"It's just the matchless City bandits who have disappeared for a long time..."

The bully disdained in his mouth and opened the war, but his pupils shrank.

There's only one word on it——

War!

Looking at the silver hook and iron painting, the fierce characters showed fear in the depths of the tyrant's eyes.

When Dugu Jiansheng was wandering in the Jianghu, he had not yet established the world club, but only heard his name. He knew that the Jiansheng was later defeated by no one, and then he retired. Therefore, he subconsciously despised it.

But facts have proved that failure does not mean weakness, but also that the opponent is too strong.

"I'm not an opponent with such a fierce sword meaning that almost breaks through the limits of the world!"

Xiongba took a deep breath, hid his fear and replaced it with ruthless killing intention.

He is no longer a pure Wulin person, but an earl of the Ming Dynasty. When the swordsman wrote the battle invitation, his first thought is no longer to face the Jianghu, but to send troops to encircle and suppress and directly destroy wushuangcheng.

"Master, don't pay attention to it. Don't mobilize the public!"

Qin Shuang saw what the tyrant thought and hurriedly said: "matchless will be in Beiyuan highland, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Even if he sends a large army, it is impossible to win in a short time. In case of defeat, the current good situation will not be destroyed."

"Indeed!"

The bully didn't lose his mind, but shook his head: "but now it's a critical moment to close down the Jianghu forces. The sword Saint announced that if I blindly avoid war, I'm afraid the eight sects will have repeated..."

Wushuang city and Tianxia society belong to the same four forces, and their strength is higher than that of Wudang Shaolin. Now he is not sure of the destruction of Wudang Shaolin. It is really fantastic to directly take Wushuang city.

But if you can't destroy it and simply avoid the war, the bully will also be forced to a dead corner.

This is not just a shame. Now he has gathered the Jianghu forces and placed them in the royal guards of the Imperial Hall. At the critical moment, Dugu Jiansheng did not challenge early or late. He chose this time. It was like beating a snake seven inches.

Once you avoid it, you can imagine the reaction of those Jianghu sects, disciples and disciples.

They are not officials yet. The martial arts master can't give orders. It depends on their status as the overlord of the world. If they lose their reputation in the Jianghu, they won't surrender even for their own face.

"Master! It's not a bad thing to slow down, because the earth has become a mountain, the wind and rain have prospered, the accumulated water has become an abyss, and the dragons have been born!"

Qin Shuang felt that the tyrant walked too fast and fiercely. It seemed that he had so much power in the court hall. In fact, it was like a castle in the air. He avoided fighting, but he could stabilize and lay a solid foundation.

If the tyrant is satisfied with being a martial arts earl, he can really slowly figure it out, but he is ambitious and goes for the position of the ninth five year old. How can he listen to Qin Shuang?

His eyes moved and his tone softened: "shuang'er, you are the next leader of the World Association. Ben Hou has always regarded you as his own son. This title will be yours in the future!"

"Master?"

After twenty years of mentoring and apprenticeship, Qin Shuang didn't understand the tyrant, and his heart was cold.

Sure enough, the next moment xiongba said: "I can't avoid this battle, let alone lose it. Go and tie Dugu Meng, Dugu Ming's sister, and ask the Holy Spirit about the sword technique. I want to know myself and the enemy!"

Qin Shuang was stunned, knelt down slowly, looked up at the bully's face, and found for the first time that it was so mean and ferocious.

For more than ten years, however, he took his joy and anger as his anger under his breath.

Not sad, Qin Shuang inexplicably felt that he was a little sad.

……

……

"Younger martial brother Feng?"

When Qin Shuang walked out of the inner house, he saw a handsome man in white standing in the moonlight, folding his fan and shaking gently, as if he wanted to go with the wind and step on the moon.

The two eyes were opposite. Qin Shuang was stabbed by the divine light in Nie Feng's eyes, and his face changed slightly.

He found that he had been abandoned by the younger martial brother.

Originally, although his talent was not enough, he walked very steadily step by step, and his strength was not under Nie Feng.

However, since the first World War of Shanhaiguan, Nie Feng and bu Jingyun seem to be reborn. The speed of entering the country in the past year is incredible, the hegemony is more and more suspicious, and the teachers and disciples are moving away.

"After ten years of nurturing Shien, if Shifu is afraid of Dugu Jiansheng, he ordered us to kill Dugu Ming. Even if it is a dragon's pool and tiger's den, I will break through!"

So at this moment, when Nie Feng said this, Qin Shuang was surprised: "but he has changed. I despise such a mean and cowardly means. Elder martial brother Shuang, don't become the kind of person we hated in the past!"