Sword Douluo, Chen Xin!
Dai Tianfeng The hand resting on the armrest of the tiger-skin throne tightened suddenly.
The rage in his eyes disappeared.
A gloominess that was more terrifying than rage emerged from the depths of the emperor's eyes.
Although Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has always been on good terms with the Heaven Dou Empire, at most they are just on the same page as Star Luo Empire.
But today, their people dared to break into his Star Luo Empire palace?
Under the steps, all the civil and military officials of the court fell into dead silence for an instant.
The blood on the faces of the officials who had just been watching the fun just now had completely drained away, and some of the older ones had begun to tremble uncontrollably.
Dai Tianfeng was silent for a full five seconds. The cold murderous intention flashed in his eyes, and was finally suppressed by force.
He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
"Let all guards stand down."
The centurion who reported the news ran away crawling on the ground as if he had been granted amnesty.
"Father!"
Dai Weisi couldn't stand any longer. He took a step forward, his voice suppressed with urgency.
"Sword Douluo's purpose is unknown. Letting him in like this is tantamount to inviting a wolf into the house!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several low voices echoed from below.
"Yes, Your Majesty, absolutely not!"
"First Prince makes sense, but this move is too dangerous!"
Dai Tianfeng's eyes swept from Dai Weisi's face, and then fell on the frightened ministers below.
Instead of getting angry, he smiled.
"Danger?"
Dai Tianfeng heard this and sneered. His tense body relaxed again and he leaned back on the throne.
He glanced at his most outstanding son, with a hint of imperial teaching and arrogance in his tone.
"Weiss, your vision is still too narrow."
"You still don't understand what a ban of Douluo, especially an attack-type ban of Douluo above level 95, means."
Dai Tianfeng cast his eyes towards the majestic rain curtain outside the hall, and his voice was as calm as a mountain.
"If he really wants to kill someone, the thousands of guards in this palace are just thousands of corpses and they can't stop him."
"Continuing to block it will only increase casualties and make the royal family look even more ugly. It has no meaning."
Dai Weisi's face turned blue and white, and his lips moved.
But he still didn't understand.
"But..."
"No buts."
Dai Tianfeng interrupted him directly, his tone revealing an absolute understanding of the rules of the game.
"Remember, Weiss, the title Douluo is a sect's most powerful trump card and deterrent, not an assassin on the street."
"If he dared to break into the palace today, he would have put Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect on the fire."
"If he dares to attack me here..."
Dai Tianfeng After saying this, he smiled again, and that smile was full of the arrogance and conceit of an emperor.
"Then the moment he takes action, it means that Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is declaring war on me, Star Luo Empire."
"At that time, will Spirit Hall sit back and do nothing? Will they give up this opportunity to weaken Upper Three Sects?"
"He, Ning Fengzhi, doesn't have the courage, let alone the strength, to stir up trouble in the entire continent!"
The last sentence is striking.
The last sentence was sonorous and powerful, echoing in the hall.
The trembling courtiers below raised their heads one after another at this moment, and the fear in their eyes gradually dissipated, turning into awe and understanding.
Dai Weisi also understands.
The worry and eagerness in his eyes faded away, and a coldness belonging to a superior person took over his eyes again.
That's right.
Father is right.
Within the rules, they are the strongest.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, we don't have the strength to face their millions of troops!
Dai Tianfeng has even begun to think about how to use the majesty of the empire in his mind later.
Beat the opponent and extract the maximum benefit for the Star Luo Empire from this offense.
Just when the atmosphere in the hall changed from fear to a subtle "same hatred and hatred".
Outside the hall, the sound of slow footsteps could be heard.
Crisp and rhythmic.
Everyone present turned their attention to the entrance of the hall.
The four figures walking in the rain were completely different from any scene they had expected.
The one walking in the front is not Sword Douluo Chen Xin.
But a woman.
When he saw that face clearly, there was a very low gasping sound in the hall.
Zhu Zhuyun.
But it's not like the Zhu Zhuyun they remember.
That face was breathtakingly beautiful, and the skin shone brightly in the dim light, making it a hundred times more attractive than before.
A pair of peach blossom eyes are gleaming, but they hide a cold arrogance.
That kind of confidence, that kind of aura that seems to have the imperial power under its feet, was something that Zhu Zhuyun could never possess in the past.
She was wearing a set of black and red tight-fitting clothes, which were cut to fit and perfectly outlined her amazing figure. There was no other piece of that style in the entire Star Luo Empire.
That's not Star Luo Empire's style, let alone Heaven Dou's.
It was a kind of dignity that they couldn't understand, with a sense of overlooking.
Dai Weisi was blinded almost instantly.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously, and his eyes seemed to be glued to Zhu Zhuyun's body, sliding from her delicate collarbone, all the way to her uncontrollable waist, and then to her straight curves.
A burning desire for possession arose from his lower abdomen.
This woman is more attractive than before.
No, it's completely transformed.
Dai Weisi's heart was burning, his fiancée had become so good, which gave him double satisfaction for his prince's vanity and man's desire to conquer.
He has even decided to let her sleep with him tonight!
But Dai Tianfeng, who was standing on the throne, noticed something else that made his heart beat wildly.
Following Zhu Zhuyun is Ning Fengzhi.
The sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was slowly putting away a big umbrella at this moment, moving carefully.
His left shoulder had been completely soaked by the rain and clung to his body wet, looking a little embarrassed.
But he didn't seem to care.
Dai Tianfeng's pupils shrank suddenly.
Ning Fengzhi is holding an umbrella for Zhu Zhuyun in the rain?!
The head of a top sect, holding an umbrella for a princess who has not yet passed the sect?
What the hell is this?!
His gaze crossed Ning Fengzhi and fell on the two iron tower-like figures behind them.
Sword Douluo, Chen Xin.
Bone Douluo, Gu Rong.
The two titles, Douluo, followed silently at the back. In the hands of Bone Douluo, there was a man with mutilated hands and feet.
Although the figure looked familiar, he couldn't tell who the person was because his face was covered by blond hair.
Dai Tianfeng's heart sank hard.
One sect leader, two titles Douluo, all come to him Star Luo Imperial Palace?
What do you want to do in this battle?
But he was an emperor after all, so he reacted quickly.
"I don't know that Sect Master Ning's visit is really disappointing and unexpected!"
Dai Tianfeng's voice was loud and full of imperial majesty, trying to firmly hold the control of the scene in his own hands.
He took the initiative to walk down the steps and greeted him personally, with a loud voice.
This gesture gave Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect enough face.
But Ning Fengzhi ignored him.
Don't say anything in reply, Ning Fengzhi didn't even raise his eyelids.
He just followed Zhu Zhuyun half a step behind in such a silent, almost humble manner.
The head is slightly lowered and the body is slightly bowed.
That gesture, Dai Tianfeng, has only been seen in one kind of person.
The lowest servant in the palace would only adopt this posture when facing him, the emperor.
Dai Tianfeng heard a "buzzing" sound in his head.
The imperial mentality that he was so proud of was shattered like porcelain shards on the ground at this moment.
Declare war?
Beat?
Extract profits?
He looked at the humble and hunched-up Ning Fengzhi in the middle of the hall, not even daring to raise his head, and felt his face burning with pain.
It was as if an invisible hand had slapped him back and forth more than a dozen times in front of the civil and military officials of the court!
Is this the fucking attitude that a top sect leader should have?
Who can tell me what is going on!