Chapter 511 Sometimes I Feel that Tang San Is Our Undercover Agent

This scene was like a hell on earth, and the square was completely silent. Even those who originally opposed Tang San couldn't believe what they were seeing at this moment. Tang San's expression softened slightly. What he was most worried about was people like Ma Baoguo who didn't care about their lives. Now it seemed that his coercion and power were far from enough. He put away the blood sword and spoke again. Although his voice was a little cold, it was no longer as murderous as before.

"Before, I wanted to persuade everyone with reason and let everyone understand why we want to go to war, but some people are not worth my waste of words. Now I just want to ask, who else has objections to today's matter?"

Although the square was silent, Tang San nodded with satisfaction, knowing that his trick of killing chickens to scare monkeys had worked. Those who originally opposed the war no longer dared to speak. After Tang San snorted, he left the place directly.

After Tang San left, the square instantly boiled with excitement. Although Tang San had left, the bloody scene just now still echoed in the square. Ma Baoguo's headless body was still lying quietly in the center of the square, with blood flowing all over the ground. His face was very pale, his eyes were wide open, and it seemed that he could not believe what was happening in front of him until he died. Looking at Ma Baoguo's body, some timid people couldn't help but retched. They really couldn't believe that this veteran who had made great achievements on the battlefield was just gone.

Although Tang San had already left, everyone knew that if anyone dared to lift Ma Baoguo's body, it would immediately cause a bloody disaster. But there are always kind people among the crowd. Among them, a soul master picked up Ma Baoguo's head and spliced ​​it with his body. Then he summoned a martial spirit and froze his body. Then he sighed, Then left here.

"Who would have thought that this Ma Baoguo would die so miserably..." "If I could choose, I would rather be an ordinary person than a soldier."

"I think we can't stay in the Tiandou Empire any longer. How about we go to the Spirit Empire?"

As soon as this statement came out,

Many people immediately agreed. Under the stimulation of the scene just now, even some soldiers began to want to retreat. Can such a demonic soul master really lead the Tiandou Empire to victory?

Some wealthy businessmen have already made plans and prepared for the immigration procedures. After all, no one wants to die. In the war between the two empires, they just want to live. As long as they have money in hand, it makes no difference where they live.

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In the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong's face was filled with a mocking smile after hearing the news. Tang San's killing was not just a veteran, but the people of the Tiandou Empire.

The morale of the soldiers. At this moment, Bibi Dong really wanted to laugh. Tang San's move was tantamount to killing a goose to lay eggs. Although it could deter some people, on the surface he kept his so-called "dignity", but it had already broken the hearts of those ordinary people. hurt. Now, in the Tiandou Empire, apart from some die-hard soldiers, who else is willing to sacrifice their lives for the Tiandou Empire?

She immediately told Jun Yi the good news and shared this funny thing with him. At this time, Jun Yi had just condensed the seventh divine ring on his body, the black death ring.

It was an ultimate sense of power. He felt as if he had become the God of Death, in charge of the power of life and death in the world.

Now Jun Yi has become a genuine first-level god, possessing the divine power soul rings of seven different gods: Shura God, Light Dragon King, Ice Dragon King, Sea God, Water God, Rakshasa God, and the God of Death.

After listening to Bibi Dong's story, Jun Yi couldn't help but laugh. His laughter echoed in the empty hall, but it didn't seem abrupt. "Tang San is digging his own grave. Before long, he will be suppressed by public opinion and unable to hold his head up."

Bibi Dong also smiled, and she said softly: "Yes, now Tang San has lost his popular support. According to my speculation, there will be many wealthy businessmen who want to save their lives and will choose to immigrate. After all, in this war, Wuhun The Empire is the one with the upper hand.”

"So, I am going to issue an announcement announcing that the Wuhun Empire does not want to start a war, but if the Tiandou Empire wants to start a war, the Wuhun Empire will guarantee that only those who declare war will be targeted. For those who do not want to start a war, the Wuhun Palace will Accept.”

Jun Yi nodded and agreed with Bibi Dong, "Tang San always likes to be self-righteous. Until now, he thought I was dead.

It's so sad and ridiculous. I just want to see what his expression will be like when he knows the truth. "

A cold light flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, "Then it depends on whether he is qualified to know the truth. If he really has this ability, I don't mind telling him everything."

"Sometimes I feel that Tang San is our undercover agent."

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On the other side, in the court hall of Tiandou Palace, many ministers appeared in the originally empty palace.

Their faces were a little pale, but they were all silent at this time. Standing in the center of the court was an old man in a yellow robe. His face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from his face. All the officials present treated him with respect. All due respect.

"Everyone already knows what happened just now. If the evil man is allowed to continue to be our imperial advisor, the empire will be over that day."

The old man was the former prime minister of the Tiandou Empire. He had resigned and lived a peaceful life in Tiandou City, planting flowers and plants and basking in the sun every day. He lived a very leisurely and happy life. But some time ago, the news that the evil demon master usurped the country spread throughout the empire, which made the old prime minister worry about his country.

And just today, he saw with his own eyes that Tang San actually killed a diligent old soldier in public because of anger. He recognized the old soldier. He had made great achievements for the empire and entered the court to receive rewards. At that time, he brought the old soldier into the hall, but he didn't expect that such a veteran would die in Tang San's hands.

The most important thing for a country is the people's hearts. Now the people's hearts in the Tiandou Empire have been scattered, and the soldiers have begun to become demoralized.

"Everyone, I am just a commoner now, there is no need for you to salute me."

"Your Majesty is here!"

Just as the old man finished speaking, a man came out of the hall. The leader was wearing a golden robe, a nine-curved purple gold crown on his head, and a golden scepter about two meters long in his hand. The spear was about two meters long, golden in color, emitting a blazing golden light, which complemented the trident on the nine-curved purple gold crown. This was the contemporary emperor Xue Qinghe. Unlike his luxurious clothes, Xue Qinghe looked a little pale at this time, and looked very weak.

But no one noticed that Xue Qinghe was about three centimeters taller than usual.

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