Chapter 1671: Not coming for peace

The guards who guarded the door were shocked and immediately grabbed the spear and made an offensive posture. Only soon they put down their spears and saw that there were only three people, obviously not in the eyes.
"Haha! The people of Lingxian City came to surrender!" A soldier shouted.
"I guess they will surrender and dare to fight against our Zhan Maguo. This is not self-reliant!"
"I heard that Tian Zun adults sent disciples to conquer Lingxian Mountain today. It seems that they have already won."
The soldiers are screaming, and when they smell a sigh, they will be out of the sword. Qin Feng secretly stopped him and shook his head.
"Follow me, don't mess around, don't blame me for killing you on the spot." A tall soldier leaned over three people and was already leading the way.
Wen Yiming and Qiao Zheng were smoldering, but Qin Feng did not care. He is also lazy to explain, as long as he can see the King and Feng Tianzun, the other is not important.
Zhan Maguo is only a small country. The land area is not even as large as Lingxian City. It is no wonder that this country will launch an attack on Lingxian City. This is to expand territory and power.
There are also heavy guards in the city, and the streets are full of patrolling soldiers, but these are ordinary people. Until now, Qin Feng did not find a monk.
"Where are you from the Jenma country's monks?" Qin Feng asked.
The soldier with the road is very proud of his face, pointing to a distant place and saying: "If you don't see the mountain, the celestial people of Tianzun will live there. Usually, the immortals will not go out, only Zhan Ma will encounter the big event. ......"
"I also blame you for being unlucky. The place where you live is seen by our kings. It is a wise move to surrender. It is the same to join us in Zhanma, or else it will die."
Wen Yiming snorted, but did not say much.
Qin Feng continued to ask: "The monastic sects are generally chosen to be established in a rich aura. They are also mainly based on meditation and enlightenment. How can the Tianzun faction blend with the secular struggle?"
"You don't understand this. In fact, there are many sects in the mainland that are united with the state. The country provides the cultivation resources and food supplies of the sects. When the country is in trouble, the martial art will shoot. This is a kind of relationship that complements you. How can these ants know?" said the soldier.
Qin Feng was amazed. To put it bluntly, it was the state that worshipped the sects as a backing.
However, it is impossible for God to respect the real large sects and families on the mainland to cooperate with the country, because the people in the country are ordinary people. The cultivation resources they provide are very limited, and only some martial art families at the level of Samsung or below will temporarily do so.
Suddenly, Qin Feng lost interest in the Tianzun faction. This small martial art can't look down on any storms.
During the dialogue, several people have come under a magnificent palace, which is the main hall where the king is.
"Who are these three people?" The palace stood two rows of burly and strong men, and stopped Qin Feng three people.
The soldiers with the road said: "The seven generals, these three are the messengers of Lingxian City to surrender."
The generals of the seven generals were full of sneer: "Hey! I already knew that these ants will eventually yield, and if they open earlier, they will not be in the current situation."
Wen Yiming and Qiao Zheng came back with temper and almost killed the seven generals with a sword. Qin Feng said one step at a time: "Take us in."
The seven generals sneered a few more words, and then they took the three into the hall.
The splendor of the interior decoration of the temple is somewhat similar to the feeling of the ancient Chinese palace. Two rows of gold knife armor guards stood in the hall, and a few graceful maids danced in the middle of the hall. The kings softly leaned on the jade chair above the main hall, holding a beautiful woman in his arms, drinking wine and enjoying the dance, not to mention the liveliness.
"This bastard! Now that there are wars and chaos, there are countless deaths and injuries. He is here and there, watching me not smashing him..."
When Wen Yiming was furious, he would pull the sword and kill him. Qin Feng stopped him and said to the man on the main hall: "Are you the king of Zhanma?"
Zhu Changqing is just an ordinary person. He can't see the repair of Qin Feng. He was a high-ranking king who did not answer Qin Feng’s question and looked at the Seven Generals.
"The King, these three are the messengers of Lingxian City to seek peace." The Seven Generals apparently did not understand the situation.
After learning about the identity of Qin Feng, Zhu Changqing was even more proud. He shook his eyes and said: "This king has sent people to persuade you to surrender. You are all bones. You have to follow me. Right now. Well, the war has been going on for a long time, and the deaths and injuries are heavy. This is the result of your ignorance of the current affairs..."
Zhu Changqing lived in the throne for a long time, with a arrogance on his body. These words are even more arrogant, and Qi Wenming and Qiao Zheng secretly clenched their fists.
"You still have a good time to say? That Lingxian City is not the site of your Zhanma. Why do you occupy it? Besides, we have already let out the Lingxian City, and only want to keep the Lingxian Mountain. Even this requires you not to agree. You are pushing everyone to the road..."
Joe is venting the anger that lingers in these days, and Changqing’s face is cold, and the beauty in his arms is opened.
"Globe! What are you doing? Do you dare to talk to the king? You come to seek peace. If you feel dissatisfied, you can go back and fight again. We are strong and strong, and we are afraid of you." Not..." Zhu Changqing was on fire.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the hall. Dozens of guards immediately surrounded the three people, and the spears pointed straight to the front.
"A big dog, dare to talk to the king, believe it or not, I will be the three of you on the ground!" The seven generals looked pale.
Wen Yiming’s mouth hangs sneer. If it wasn’t for Qin Feng’s block, he had already killed the soldiers with a few swords, and then grabbed the shit’s king and slammed it to see if he was still not honest.
"I think you are making a mistake. We are not coming to surrender, but to negotiate!" Qin Feng's indifferent voice sounded, and everyone in the house changed.
"What? You are not coming to surrender? Just because of your qualifications to negotiate with the king?" The seven generals roared and pulled out the golden knife at the waist and chopped at Qin Feng.
The soldiers in the eyes flashed a playful look, the strength of the seven generals they know, a golden sword brave and invincible. Look at that Qin Feng is young and tall, not enough for the seven generals to play.
Hey!
The subtle skin breaking sounded, the seven generals fixed their bodies, the upper body leaned forward, and one foot hung behind them. The golden knife held its head high and kept the posture of hacking. Only he never moved, his eyes were full of horror. The armor of the body suddenly cracked, and the skin inside it also showed a long crack.
Hey!
The cracks spread throughout the body. The blood suddenly sprayed, and the tall and burly seven generals suddenly burst, flesh and blood, and dyed on the stone bricks of the main hall...