Chapter 1584 Dance of Shaoyue!

? Chapter 1584

"Of course the Son of Heaven is big!"

Only Wang Chong smiled and answered again as if he couldn't hear anything.

"Okay! Since the prince knows, why do you still do such a thing without a king in front of you. We are all invited by the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and we are the guests of the Tang Dynasty, but what is the prince doing to the guests of the emperor? Arrest them all? Is this the Tang Dynasty's way of hospitality? Or, the words of the emperor have no effect on the prince?"

"In our country, when a guest comes to the master's house, the servant ignores the master's order, knocks over the guest's teacup, overturns the guest's plate and chopsticks for eating, just ignores the master at all. Such a servant, in our *You will be executed without exception. My lord, are you such a slave? Or are you like that kind of slave, you have no king in your eyes, and you commit crimes above!"

At the end, Pu San Tuo Ye's voice was stern.

Hearing Pu San Tuo Ye's words, the eyes of the princes and princesses from various countries behind them all brightened, and they couldn't help applauding secretly.

Pu Santuoye was able to become the leader of the princes and princesses of various countries in the capital in such a short period of time. Naturally, there is something extraordinary about it. This kind of bearing and "wisdom" alone cannot be compared with others.

At this time, if there were not so many picket cavalry looking around, everyone could not help but applaud him.

But just when Pu Santuoye was most proud, Wang Chong smiled slightly on the horse's back, and suddenly spoke.

"It really is the country of barbarians!"

Wang Chong was condescending, and the first sentence he said made everyone's expressions stiff:

"The Tang Dynasty is a state of etiquette, with 'propriety' as the foundation, the host treats each other with etiquette, and the guests return with etiquette. When the guests come, the host serves them with banquets and delicacies. I will thank the host for the hospitality, and then leave in a gentle manner. I don’t know whether it’s because I’m ignorant, or it’s the custom of *jue. Could it be that when your *jue’s guests arrive at the host’s house, instead of thanking the host for the hospitality, they stay in the host’s house instead. Scattering around, blocking the gate of the master's house?"

Wang Chong raised his head and glanced at the tall and majestic Datang Palace in front of him.

In an instant, Pu San Tuo Ye, together with the princes and princesses of various countries, suddenly understood, and they all blushed. Wang Chong's words were clearly mocking them for not being grateful and blocking the entrance of the Datang Palace.

This is the capital of the Tang Dynasty,

It is the core of the entire empire, and the imperial palace is a place where the officials and the emperor discuss state affairs, and it is an extremely important and confidential place. More than 40,000 Hu people from all over the world gathered here to block the gate of the palace so that nothing could get through. This matter is indeed a little too much.

It's just that although everyone felt something was wrong at the time, they also believed that the law does not blame the public, and it was impossible for Datang to really arrest so many barbarians. Coupled with the fact that the court is now controlled by the Confucian sect, everyone thought there was no problem at first, but no one thought that something really happened.

Not only did something happen, but it also provoked the big devil, the King of Foreign Lands.

"Catch them!"

On the other side, Wang Chong didn't say anything to his servant Ye Duo at all. With a wave of his palm, behind him, Su Shixuan, who had already been on standby, immediately turned over and led a group of picket team members to pounce fiercely like tigers. Going over, tied up Pu San Tuo Ye and others tightly.

"Let me go, let me go! I'm the prince of the gods. King of foreign lands, don't you even dare to catch me! This is going to be a big deal!"

Finally, Pu San Tuo Ye couldn't help but panicked, and screamed while struggling.

"Hmph, let's talk about it after something big happens!"

Wang Chong sneered.

After going through so many battles, is he still afraid of the "big event" that Pu Santuo Ye said?

The arrogant prince had no idea who he was talking to.

"My lord, what should I do?"

In the crowd, seeing that Wang Chong could not say a few words, they sent someone to arrest Pu San Tuo Ye and the others. The faces of spy leaders from various countries were pale, and they were sweating not only coldly, but also hotly.

"If the prince and the others are caught, we will seriously dereliction of duty. If there is any mistake, we may all die!"

Everyone was remorseful at this time. If they had known that this foreign king was so strong and ruthless, they should never have listened to Mo Chi Jiangyang's words and invited the prince and princess over.

At this time, Mo Chi Jiangyang was even more shocked than everyone else. This demonstration, which was originally intended to put pressure on the Tang royal family, was completely out of control after the picket team intervened. Although he had heard about Wang Chong's various deeds before, Mo Chi Jiangyang realized that he had far underestimated this only eighteen-year-old God of War in the Tang Dynasty when he actually fought against him.

He has no rules in his actions, all his own speculations, and strategies that are perfectly feasible for ordinary people are completely useless to him. He is more unscrupulous and unscrupulous than he imagined.

"It's no wonder that when the great acquaintance is leaving, let me be careful not to provoke this foreign king prematurely. I miscalculated on this matter!"

Mo Chi Jiangyang felt extremely bitter in his heart.

Any refutation seemed so weak in the face of Wang Chong's powerful arrest. Mo Chi Jiangyang's face was pale, and a retreat had already begun in his heart.

"What should we do? The young master hasn't come out yet. If things go on like this, Pu San Tuo Ye, the princes and princesses of various countries, and the barbarians at the gate of the city will really be captured by the foreign king. I'm afraid the young master will rush over at that time." It's too late."

On the other side, Zhu Jing and a group of Confucian masters watched the scene of the picket arresting in front of them, and they were secretly worried.

The son abolished the Xiang army and suppressed the military strategists. The foreign king set up a picket team to arrest the princes and princesses of all countries. Tens of thousands of barbarians were arrested. The expected great harmony in the world caused a great impact.

"No way, we can't deal with him now, we have to wait until the young master comes out."

Elder Song also has an extremely ugly face, how can he not understand the impact of the matter, but now he can't bear it and must bear it:

"Listen everyone, we must be patient no matter what, and don't be arrogant!"

What Song Lao is most worried about now is that everyone will be stimulated by the scene in front of him and have a conflict with Wang Chong, then it will be bad. However, as soon as Song Lao's voice fell, the next moment, the thing he was most worried about happened.

"No, I can't take it anymore! No matter what, he must not be allowed to take Pu San Tuo Ye and others away!"

Sword Demon gritted his teeth tightly, and rushed out without making a sound.

"Sword Demon, come back!"

Hearing the sword ghost's words, Song Lao's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously wanted to block it, but the sword ghost's character was always impulsive, and before Song Lao had time to intercept him, he rushed out of the crowd like lightning.

"Wang Chong, stop it!"

In the blink of an eye, a shout resounded through the gate of the imperial city, and the sword ghost rushed towards Wang Chong without hesitation.

"Stop him!"

Xu Keyi and the others were arresting the barbarians when they suddenly saw the sword ghost rushing over, their expressions changed abruptly, and a cavalry of the picket team rushed towards the sword ghost. But bang bang bang, there was only a burst of explosions, and a cavalry of the picket team was sent flying by a majestic wave of air, with people and horses flying out, and the sound of Xi Yuyu's horse falling and screams could be heard endlessly.

"presumptuous!"

Seeing this scene, Su Shixuan's face darkened, and he immediately pulled out the Uzis steel long sword on his body with a clang, and was about to intercept the sword ghost, but was quickly stopped by Wang Chong.

"Let him come here."

Wang Chong said indifferently, not paying attention at all. In an instant, the cavalry of the picket team who were rushing towards Sword Ghost immediately retreated one after another, but Sword Ghost didn't care, and rushed straight to Wang Chong.

"Wang Chong, what exactly do you want to do? You just want to deliberately destroy the peace between the Great Tang and other countries, and deliberately take revenge on our Confucian sect, right?"

Just six feet away from Wang Chong, the sword ghost was raging with anger, and his eyes seemed to wish he could swallow Wang Chong alive.

For Wang Chong, Sword Demon has long disliked him. Last time in Zuiyue Tower, Sword Demon didn't have a good impression of Wang Chong. He had suggested more than once that against this kind of Confucianist enemy, he should be more aggressive and kill him physically. It's a pity that neither the son nor the old man listened to him, and so many disasters were caused in the end.

Now it seems that even the peace talks with various wildernesses may be completely destroyed in the hands of this foreign king.

"Have you finally lost your patience?"

Wang Chong was condescending and recognized the sword ghost not far away at a glance. This sword dancer who was at the Zuiyue Tower still left a deep impression on Wang Chong.

"He is here, it seems that other Confucianists are not far away."

Wang Chong glanced at the distance without any trace, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

It would be really strange if the Confucian sect didn't know about the incident this time.

"Hmph, where did the little character come from, dare to be so presumptuous in front of this king?"

Wang Chong looked indifferent, and said lightly.

"asshole!"

Hearing Wang Chong's words, Sword Ghost's eyes turned red, and he flew into a rage. Boom, the next moment, a flash of light flashed, and Sword Ghost pulled out the long sword on his body abruptly. He turned into a ghost, flashed, and disappeared into the void in an instant. .

"Dance of Shaole!"

A burst of classical sound, even containing the beating of chime bells, suddenly sounded in the void. Around Wang Chong, a picket team cavalry, including Su Shixuan, all became dazed when they heard this voice, as if their souls had been pulled into another world, with an intoxicated look on their faces.

Shaole is the joy of Emperor Shun in ancient times and the joy of saints. The dance of Shaoyue is one of the top ten assassination skills of the Spring and Autumn Period. It was learned from Shaoyue by a top warrior who was born as an assassin after joining the Confucian school.

The dance of the Shao sword, when the sword comes out, is like a musical note, and each note is a sword skill. This sword skill is not only capable of stabbing a person's body, it can also attack a person's soul. Even a strong-willed person who has reached the Holy Martial Realm will still be influenced by Shao Le.

Because the joy of Emperor Shun is the joy of the heart!