God Emperor

Even though Wan Ke was calm, he was still shocked when he heard Wan Zhiyi's words.

Today, there is only one person who dares to call herself queen, and that is the ruler of the First Central Empire, the mighty and virtuous Holy Queen.

What on earth did the junior brother commit? Why did even the Queen send people to arrest him?

In just a moment, Wanke came to his senses, clasped his hands in his fists, saluted forward, and asked cautiously: "May I ask your lord, what on earth did Zhang Ruochen commit?"

Anyone who dares to call himself "my king" in the Holy King's Mansion of the Eastern Territory, then the title of the man in front of him should at least be equal to that of the King of the Eastern Territory.

Just like the Prince of Qianshui County, when he comes to the Holy King's Mansion in the Eastern Territory, he cannot call himself "my king". His title is far different from that of the King of the Eastern Region.

The King of the East Region has the status of "lower king" and enjoys the treatment of "middle king".

If the man in front of him also holds the title of Heavenly King, and if he thinks of his surname as "Wan", then Wan Ke can already guess his identity.

Only one person can be crowned king at such a young age.

That is, the Little Saint King, trillions and billions.

Of course, although the titles of Wan Zhiyi and the King of the Eastern Region are the same, their power and influence are not at the same level.

A golden-armored sergeant glared at Wanke and said rather domineeringly: "The queen wants to take someone, do you still need to give you a reason?"

Wanke was a little unhappy, with anger in his eyes. After all, he is also a Half-Saint. Even if your Golden Armor Army is a royal sergeant, you are still too arrogant to dare to yell in front of a Half-Saint.

At this moment, Saint Qingxiao and Chen Wutian walked out of the gate side by side. They did not suppress the aura of the Holy Dao in their bodies at all. They stood like two majestic mountains in front of the gate of the Holy King's Mansion.

Saint Qingxiao glanced at the golden-armored sergeant just now.

The golden-armored sergeant suddenly felt as if his eyes were pricked by needles. His vision went dark, his body swayed, and he fell directly off the golden-armored beast's back with a "bang".

Saint Qingxiao did not harm his life, but just gave him a lesson, letting him know that he should have the most basic respect for semi-saints and saints.

After Wan Ke and Zhu Hongtao spread the news, Xuanji Sword Master was unable to return in time because he had an extremely important matter that needed to be resolved.

Sword Saint Xuanji sent a message to Saint Qingxiao, asking him to rush back to the Eastern Region to take charge and protect Zhang Ruochen.

Saint Qingxiao also just arrived at the Saint King's Mansion in the Eastern Region today. Originally, he was discussing with Chen Wutian how to fight back against the black market, but he sensed the arrival of trillions. Therefore, they could only stop the discussion first and come out to meet for a while.

Wanke took a step back and whispered: "Elder brother, this person is..."

Saint Qingxiao raised a hand to signal Wanke not to continue speaking.

Saint Qingxiao stared at Wan Trillion standing on top of the white dragon's head, with a stern look on his face, and said: "There is no sky in the east, and there is no way in the west. Southern Heart Technique, Bei Yutian. Wan Trillion in the nine states of the Central Region. How could I not recognize him?"

Wan Zhiyi laughed loudly: "Qingxiao, you have made great achievements in the battlefield of Xu Realm over the years. The accumulated military merit should be enough for you to become a low-level king, right?"

"Wan Zhiyi, are you telling me that my title is not as good as yours and I should salute you?" Saint Qingxiao said coldly with his hands behind his back.

"That's right."

Wan Zhiyi said very calmly.

All the monks in the entire Kunlun world know that Wan Zhiyi is a very arrogant person.

However, his arrogance makes people feel that it is natural. He did not hide his arrogance at all, maybe he felt that he should be arrogant.

If he were not arrogant and arrogant, he would not be a billionaire.

Saint Qingxiao is from the Ministry of War, and Wan Zhaoyi is also from the Ministry of War. In the Ministry of War, as long as the title is inferior to that of the other party, subordinates must salute when meeting their superiors.

Of course, figures at the level of Soldier Saints, with noble status and lofty status, do not actually need to salute. In the Ministry of War, there is no heavenly king who will force the Soldier Saint to salute him.

However, Saint Qingxiao had some personal grudges with Wan Zhaoyi, so Wan Zhaoyi deliberately targeted him.

"Ten trillions, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you!"

Saint Qingxiao took out the Heavenly King's Order, held it in his hand, played with it, and then put it away again.

Wan Zhiyi's expression remained unchanged, and he said: "The canonization of the Heavenly King is such a big event, why didn't King Qingtian send someone to inform you? If I had known about this earlier, I would have gone to your mansion to congratulate you no matter what."

Chen Wutian said: "In that case, let's go into the house and have a drink."

Wan Zhaoyi shook his head, his eyes suddenly became very serious, and said: "I am here this time to run an errand for the Queen. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to drink with you two. Next time, I'll treat you two to the Central Imperial City. It must be appreciated.”

Wan Zhiyi gave instructions to the two golden-armored sergeants behind him and said, "Go and escort Zhang Ruochen out. Don't wait too long."

The two golden-armored sergeants jumped off the back of the golden-armored beast.

They were wearing golden armor, with golden swords hanging on their waists, with cold and arrogant expressions in their eyes. They climbed the stone steps with a dragon's pace and were about to go to the Holy King's Mansion.

"Wait a minute."

Chen Wutian stopped being polite to Wan Zhaoyi and said in a deep voice: "Wan Zhaoyi, you didn't even say what crime Zhang Ruochen had committed, and you just wanted to take someone away from the Holy King's Mansion in the Eastern Territory. It's too presumptuous. Bar!"

Following Chen Wutian's loud roar, an aura unique to a saint suddenly suppressed the two golden-armored sergeants.

The two golden-armored sergeants couldn't bear the tyrannical aura emanating from Chen Wutian. They made a gurgling sound inside their bodies. They bent their legs and knelt on the ground with a thud.

The ground beneath their knees sank directly.

Wan Zhiyi raised his head, gently touched the jade ring on his thumb, glanced at Chen Wutian, then looked at Saint Qingxiao, and said: "Zhang Ruochen colluded with the Demon Cult and killed the soldiers of the Ministry of War on the battlefield of Xujie. He is a rebellious traitor, Qingxiao, don’t tell me, you don’t know these things?”

Saint Qingxiao shook his head and said: "This is the first time I heard about it."

"Yeah?"

"Wan Zhaoyi, you claim that my junior brother colluded with the Demon Cult, do you have any evidence? You killed the sergeant of the Ministry of War, do you have any evidence?"

Wan Zhiyi stood up straight and stared at Saint Qingxiao closely. After a while, he said: "In other words, you protected Zhang Ruochen?"

"Everything must be based on evidence. Without evidence, just by your words, you want to take someone away. If there is an accident, who will be responsible?"

Saint Qingxiao said coldly: "To tell you the truth, now, my junior brother is one of the candidates for the Young Master of Qianzhuang in Wushi. If you want to take him away, I'm afraid you have to go to Wushen Mountain Langhuan Palace for permission first. No. With Master Wu Zun’s approval, who dares to touch him?”

Wan Zhiyi smiled and said, "What if I must take the person away?"

"Wow!"

Without any warning, Wan Zhiyi's figure moved and disappeared above the white dragon's head. In an instant, he appeared in front of Saint Qingxiao and Chen Wutian, and struck out with both palms at the same time.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

Wan Zhiyi's arms let out two dragon roars, and two huge dragon shadows emerged from the palms, and they attacked Qingxiao Saint and Chen Wutian with their teeth and claws.

What he used was the tenth palm of Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, Dragon Traveling Nine Heavens.

Saint Qingxiao and Chen Wutian struck out a palm at the same time, colliding with Wan Zhiyi's palms. With a bang, two circles of energy ripples erupted between the palms of the three people, sending the Chen family's Fu Army and Jin Jia Army flying away.

Even the two half-saints of the Chen family standing not far away could not resist the power emanating from the three of them, and their bodies slid back more than ten feet.

"Uh-huh!"

Wan Trillion's body swayed slightly, flew backwards, flipped around in mid-air, and landed on the white dragon's head again.

Saint Qingxiao and Chen Wutian each took three steps back before they stabilized their bodies. At the same time, three deep footprints were left on the ground.

The Chen family's government troops were all shocked.

They have been staying in the Eastern Region. Although they have heard of Wan Trillion's reputation, they don't know much about Wan Trillion's strength. However, they are quite aware of the strength of Saint Qingxiao and Chen Wutian.

The cultivation level of Saint Qingxiao and Chen Wutian can be regarded as the overlord of the world, which is enough to make the evil people in the entire Eastern Region fearful.

In the duel just now, Wan Trillion was at a disadvantage.

However, he was one against two and was simply ridiculously strong.

Wan Zhiyi circulated the holy energy, dissolved the power of his arms, and said with a smile: "In today's world, there are not many people who are worthy of fighting with me. It is rare to encounter two opponents. If it were not for the emperor's order, I would not be able to fight with you." I really want to have a good fight with you.”

Chen Wutian said: "The ancestor of the Chen family helped the Queen to pacify the Eastern Region. He was one of the twelve heroes in the founding of the dynasty and was awarded the title of 'Superior Heavenly King'. Back then, the Queen personally bestowed the words 'Eastern Region Holy King's Palace'. This is the greatest affirmation of the Chen family. Now, you want to force your way into the Eastern Territory Saint King's Palace, can I take you down as a rebel? "

"What if I have an imperial edict?" Wan Zhiyi said with a half-smile.

"Imperial decree."

The expressions of Chen Wutian and Saint Qingxiao both changed.

In the Kunlun world, there is only one person who can issue imperial decrees. That person is naturally Queen Chi Yao.

Wan Zhiyi took out a one-foot-long brocade box from the back of the white dragon, and took out a golden scroll from inside.

Although the scrolls are wrapped together, you can still vaguely see the word "Emperor" embroidered on them.

"boom!"

As soon as the brocade box was opened, a dazzling golden light emitted, and the mighty imperial power emitted, covering the entire Eastern Region Holy King's Mansion.

As soon as the imperial decree comes out, it is as if the queen is here in person. Except for semi-saints and saints who are exempted from kneeling, all other warriors must kneel down to salute.

"Meet the Queen."

Outside the Holy King's Mansion, a large group of people knelt in unison.

In the Holy King's Mansion, all the soldiers, palace maids, maids, and housekeepers all knelt down under the influence of the emperor's power.

The imperial power is a mental suppression. As long as you kneel down, the mental suppression will dissipate. If you don't kneel, it will be disrespectful to the Queen. The power of the emperor's power will break the warrior's will and force him to kneel down.

Once the human will is defeated, in a more serious case, the warrior will become an idiot and lose the ability to think.

Even if it is lighter, it will have a huge impact on the martial arts of the warrior. From now on, the martial arts cultivation will stagnate.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was of course suppressed by Huang Wei.

"What was supposed to come has finally come!"

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the room, stood in the garden, looked toward the door, and saw a golden brilliance gradually rising. Moreover, the golden brilliance was still moving rapidly towards his direction.