Mechanical God Emperor

A policeman, like an ant on a hot pot, came quickly from all directions.

Normal people are just fine. If a large nobleman is assassinated on the street, the surrounding police are badly rescued, and losing his job is good. If the relatives and subordinates of the great noblemen were to be angry, the policemen would be terribly afraid of what would happen.

Dozens of policemen came up from all directions and surrounded the regiment. And the sound of the siren kept ringing, gathering the companions around.

Yang Feng reached out and grabbed her hand, directly blocking Becky's fist. A smudge of redness appeared on her face, one lip, and spit out a bite of blood.

“I am Ian, the Earl of the Red Lands, sealed by His Majesty the Emperor himself. These people, trying to kill me, grab them!! ”

Yang Feng spit out a breath of blood and took a dozen steps backwards, pointing to the seven Becky men, shouting loudly, while removing his noble badge and throwing it to a third-degree inspector who had just arrived at the scene.

“Stop it! Stop your atrocities! Immediately seize them, or we will kill you on the spot for assassinating a nobleman! If you continue to resist, your family will go straight to jail for treason! ”

The third-degree inspector carefully checked Yang Feng's noble emblem, his face slightly changed, pointing to Becky Seven shouting.

The Becky Seven suddenly dared not move a bit. All of them are strong men with the rank of Knights of the Sky and above, and if they kill, they can kill all the dozens of policemen present.

However, in addition to a large number of ordinary police officers, the Imperial Guard also has a special police officer named Sword of Justice attached to the Guard. The special police officers of the Sword of Justice are all composed of strong men above the rank of Knights, and even five legendary Sword Saints serve in the Sword of Justice. Even Thunder Sword Saints dare not resist positively once the Imperial Guard launches a special police officer of the Sword of Justice.

In the face of Fischer, the master is as good as the clouds, the strong as the rain. Therefore, there are equally great players in the powerful sectors of the Morrison Empire. Otherwise, the order of the empire cannot be maintained at all.

Becky exclaimed aloud: "I'm Becky, daughter of Thunder Sword Saint, and we didn't assassinate Ian! ”

Yang Feng was like a victimized nobleman. His voice was so loud, he shouted: "Turns out he was instructed by Thunder Sword Saint!! I accidentally wounded a civilian named Heron, the chief disciple of Thunder Sword Sage. Now for that disciple, it's crazy that he's so sad that he sent his own daughter to assassinate me. Sword of Justice, I need special police protection for Sword of Justice. No, I demand that your security office immediately send a special police officer of the Sword of Justice to capture Thunder Sword Saint!! ”

The third policeman had a headache. The legendary Sword Saint is one of the most powerful of the facades of Fischer, below the demigod. Normally people do not dare to offend at all with this presence. As long as the legendary Sword Saint doesn't do anything angry, few people will go to their trouble.

Yet Yang Feng is a true nobleman of the Morrison Empire, with a noble status and extremely powerful powers. Nor is there a three-level inspector capable of resisting.

The third lieutenant was also a very intelligent man in a hurry: “Count Ian, the launch of the Sword of Justice is not within the control of my little third lieutenant. If you really need a sword of justice, please apply above. ”

Yang Feng pointed a finger at Becky with an aristocratic arrogance: “Okay! But these people stabbed me in the street! The evidence is clear. You've all seen it! Go get them all! ”

The third lieutenant looked cold and said, "You heard him! Drop your weapons immediately and we will kill you on the spot for assassinating a nobleman! If you continue to resist, your family will go straight to jail for treason! Of course, as long as you hold hands, we can allow you to have a lawyer present in court to defend you. ”

The six young men looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They took the sword off their waist and threw it aside.

A dozen policemen jumped quickly and handcuffed the six young men directly.

Becky screamed very unwillingly, “How could you do that? He only said one thing and you came after us. Why? ”

The corner of Yang Feng's mouth flashed slightly, revealing a slight smile. "Why? I'm a nobleman, and you're just a bunch of civilians! ”

The third lieutenant heard the statement and remained silent as if he had heard nothing. Whatever thoughts were in his heart, he could only remain silent in the face of a true Earl.

“Count Ian, why do you have to compare yourself to some little kid? ”

A gentle voice suddenly rang from side to side, a middle-aged man in a blue samurai suit, medium body, short blue hair, a long sword across his waist, ordinary appearance, with a hint of mulberry on his face slowly walking this way.

As if there was an invisible force surrounding the middle-aged man, all those who saw the middle-aged man unconsciously gave way.

As soon as the policemen saw the middle-aged man, they were struck by lightning, shaking their bodies and taking a few steps back.

As soon as Yang Feng saw the middle-aged man, there was a big warning in his heart. The terror perception of the third-level magician constantly reminded him that the middle-aged man was very dangerous.

In Yang Feng's eyes, the middle-aged man seemed to have become an immortal sword, and a Xuan and Xuan qi machine locked his throat firmly, as if a long sword was always against Yang Feng's neck.

Yang Feng's eyes flashed with a patch of condensation: “Thunder Sword Saint Cassette! ”

Within ten meters, is the realm of sword saints. Unless magic has been carried out beforehand, most legendary magicians in the face of Fiso, once close to 10 meters by the Sword Saint, have only one dead end. Even in the face of the heavens, once close to the sword, even the mighty magician will fall.

Once in the legend, the sword of Kensei possesses the power of the law, extraordinary and sharp. Even the powerful vitality field that surrounds the great magician at all times cannot resist.

Thunder Sword Saint Cassettes is usually a middle-aged man when he's not angry. But once he mobilized his strength, he was as sharp as a sword god, no one could stop him.

Cassette walked towards Yang Feng calmly, and countless people retreated directly. It seemed that only Yang Feng was left alone in the heavens and earth to face this legendary Kensei.

Cassette's gaze was faint, but it implied a horrible sword intent. It completely locked Yang Feng's point. The point of stabbing Yang Feng was painful. He was surrounded by alarm signs. He could hardly resist pressing the next dimensional badge and releasing those horrible mechanical warfare beasts of four extraordinary biological grades.

Yang Feng suddenly smiled lightly: "Thunder Sword Saint Casseth, are you here to assassinate me? I remember you seemed to have a mother of seventy, a beautiful wife, two brothers, two brothers, one son and two daughters, respectively. There are a hundred and thirty-two members of your family. There are five hundred and eighty-seven people who depend on the existence of your family. You come to kill me, you want them to be buried with me, and then you're all alone? ”

Cassette's gaze shrunk slightly, and that horrible sword exploded instantly, almost chopping Yang Feng into countless pieces.

Yeung Feng looked at Cassette with a smile. He didn't say a word.

Casseth silently looked at Yang Feng, and eventually his eyes flashed helplessly, smiling bitterly. All sword ideas converged and disappeared: “No, I'm just here to pick up my daughter. I think there should be a little misunderstanding between us. ”

Kensei is also a human being, and there are parents, brothers, relatives, and friends, and these bonds, like a shackle, are locked in the bodies of those Kensei. As long as it is not forced to despair, Cassette will never risk cutting down a large nobleman in public.

The third-degree inspector took a long, relaxed breath, sweating directly behind his back, and his shirt was all wet with sweat. A man with the ultimate swordsmanship, Swordsman of the Nation, on the one hand a great nobleman with immense power, on the other, neither side of which he could easily sin. Now that the two of them are at ease, he's just a little relieved.

“Since you said it was a misunderstanding, Cassius, I'll take it as a misunderstanding. I can cure Heron. If you want to cure him, take your daughter with you. ”

Yang Feng smiled slightly, meaning that he took a deep look at Cassette and turned to the villa where he lived.

Becky glanced angrily at Yang Feng's back and said, “Father, how could he be so arrogant? I hate it. ”

Cassette's eyes flashed with a mixture of envy and jealousy, and he sighed: "Because he is a great nobleman!! ”

Even though St. Cassez, the Thunder Sword, possesses unrivalled swordsmanship and even a legendary magician has difficulty blocking his sword as long as he is within ten meters of him, he is still a civilian, not a nobleman, not even a real nobleman.

With the swordsmanship of Saint Cassette the Thunder Sword, in the case of entering the court, it is perfectly possible to obtain the title of a court nobleman and the privilege of some nobility. However, it remains difficult to become a true nobleman.

Because the Morrison Empire has been handed down for more than a hundred thousand years, and if a legendary powerful man were born, it would have been divided and nothing would have been left.

The great nobility is the goal of many of the legendary Sword Saints in the Maurice Empire throughout their lives.

“Becky, let's go! ”

Cassette looked at Yang Feng's back and his eyes flashed. He was silent for a while before slowing down the path.

Becky worships her legendary Kensei father most when she's little, and naturally she won't disobey him: "Okay, Father! ”