Two-dimensional Strengthening Master

"Yes, Dad!"

The young general named Shaoming nodded and replied: "According to the news brought back by the spies, a mysterious person appeared in Dali City today, flew across the sky, paused for a few seconds over Dali City, and then disappeared. , there are rumors that it was the gods invited by Miss Zixuan to help out... Later, at the Lantern Festival in Dali City, the spies found out that Miss Zixuan was accompanied by a strange man who appeared in the sky over Dali City at that time. Miss Zixuan behaved intimately with him, holding hands, Dad, Shaoming guessed that the other party and Miss Zixuan were husband and wife."

"Is it related to Zixuan? Can you find out the origin of the other party?"

The high priest frowned and said in a deep voice.

"The origin is unknown, it seems to be from the Central Plains, probably a master disciple of the Central Plains cultivation sect!"

Shaoming expressed the guess in his heart, and analyzed: "Since Miss Zixuan has taken a fancy to the other party and has a child, it is estimated that the other party's strength is not weak, at least equal to that of Miss Zixuan. It seems that we are dark The Miao people have another mysterious and difficult enemy. Father, should we hold off on advancing?"

"No matter what, continue to send spies, I want to know the details of the other party!"

The high priest frowned deeply, shook his head and said, "No, keep going, I'll leave this matter to you!"

"Yes, father... By the way, this is the portrait of that man, take a look!"

Shao Ming nodded, responded, and came to the high priest, took out a blueprint from his arms, lowered his head and sneered, and suddenly pulled out his saber and chopped off the high priest's head.

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122 Unconditional Surrender (3/4)

The high priest was still sitting on the chair, but his head fell on the table, rolled a few times, his eyes widened, full of disbelief, he never thought that his beloved son would suddenly turn to him He met the sword and took his life.

A lot of blood flowed out from the high priest's neck, and the stench filled the air all of a sudden.

"Father, rest in peace. It is no good for you to fight against the master. Shaoming is killing you now for your own good. Don't blame me!"

The saber in Shaoming's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and he grinned grimly, and with tears streaming down his face, he held up the head of the high priest, crying bitterly: "Rest in peace, otherwise the whole black The Miao people are all destroyed in your hands, if you don’t die, the war between the black Miao and the white Miao will not end, the master will destroy the whole black Miao people, the black Miao people cannot go to ruin because of your decision!”

Shaoming, the young master of the Hei Miao nationality, killed his own father, the high priest of the Hei Miao nationality, and now he is holding the head and talking to himself.

"Young master, what are you doing!"

"Bastard, you don't even let your own father go, you are inhumane!"

"Come on, take down this beast!"

Things happened so fast that everyone didn't expect it. Young Master Shaoming would sneak up on his own father and cut off his own father's head cruelly. This is simply inhumane, no different from those animals. Is he a cold-blooded animal!

After a long time, all the people recovered from the astonishment, and became furious.

"But, he is the young master!"

Many generals also feel chilled, but they are afraid of the opponent's identity. After all, Shaoming is the young master of the Black Miao tribe. He is also powerful in force and ranks first in the army. They may not have a chance of winning if they all fight together. , Afterwards, they started to investigate, but they couldn't bear it, and they were in a dilemma for a while, so they didn't step forward to make a move.

"There is a saying in the Central Plains, the emperor commits the same crime as the common people when he breaks the law, why don't you take down this bastard Shaoming?!"

The patriarch of the Hei Miao tribe glared at the generals. Do these generals have dung on their heads?Those evil beasts have lost their humanity. You still have so many scruples before you make a move. You are really loyal and hopeless!

"Young master, put down your weapon and capture him without a fight!"

Hearing this, the general knew that he would offend the elders if he didn't make a move, and he might offend the young master if he did. Anyway, he would die horizontally and vertically, so he might as well choose to capture the young master and consider the rest of the consequences later.

All the generals surrounded Young Master Shaoming, drew out their sabers one after another, and made a final persuasion: "Young Master, surrender!"

"Haha, do you want to rebel? Haven't put down your weapons yet?!"

Young Master Shaoming raised his head when he heard the words, a round black magic seal appeared on his forehead, he glanced coldly at the generals surrounding him, put down his father's head, and shouted: "Do you want to commit the following crime? Don't all put down the weapons in your hands, or you will die!"

"Go!"

The elder of the Hei Miao tribe frowned, and ordered: "If Shaoming resists, then kill him!"

"Yes!"

Many generals heard the words, responded in unison, and besieged them one after another.

"Humph!"

Young Master Shaoming snorted coldly, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, he swung his sword and broke into the battle circle, fighting ten generals alone, he was very brave, completely gave up his defense, and there were many scars on his body in a short time, blood continued to flow out, Became a blood man.

drink!

The young master Shaoming removed the arm of a general with a sword, like a god of war in blood, he killed all the generals, and shouted: "I am giving you a chance to submit and surrender, otherwise don't blame me for disregarding the friendship of my comrades for many years .”

"Young master, you should surrender. Did you hear that, the elders have already summoned the black Miao soldiers. There are at least [-] elite Miao soldiers outside. You can't escape."

The general who had his arm removed covered his wound, his face was pale, and he was still trying to persuade him: "Although we don't know why you assassinated the high priest, we know that you have reasons, you are not that cold-blooded Man, we understand you!"

"Yeah, young master, stop, don't make mistakes, tell us what you have to say, we will advance and retreat together with you!"

"Our friendship for many years... If you were really cold-blooded, you wouldn't have cut off only one arm of Lao Wu with the sword just now. With your swordsmanship, even if ten of us fight together, we can't beat you .”

Many generals put down their weapons and persuaded them.

"Shut up, you guys are so noisy!"

Shaoming took a painful look at the generals present, and he smirked: "Stop talking nonsense, you either surrender or die!"

"Little Lord!"

When all the generals were about to persuade them further, someone pushed open the door of the conference hall and walked in.

Their eyes were all focused on the door, and they saw a handsome man in a black samurai uniform walking in. His cold and handsome face showed no expression, and his body exuded the aura of a noble king, very fierce.Everyone was pale, dazzled, sweating cold, and felt that the air seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that they almost couldn't breathe, and suffocated to death.

Who the hell is this person who suppressed all of them just by his aura!