Above the court, there are three messengers.

The comer is not good.

Liao, Xixia, Tubo three messengers, each of them looks strange, like a demon, only their looks, they taught a lesson to the great Song courtiers.

The new emperor Zhao Yi looked at the heart trembled, trembling, if not in the public, he would have slipped away long ago...

In the past few decades, he played football every day, practiced words, and listened to several good songs in his spare time, when did he ever see such a vicious messenger?

So ugly, but also out of the swing, what to do to scare the bad people?

He is a fan of art and loves beautiful things.

The three emissaries entered the hall, met the emperor of the Great Song, did not see, once the opening is full of threats, to count the old accounts of the great Song Dynasty Xixia three years ago, they have asked the Song to return the territory of the Western Conscription to Xixia, otherwise they will work together to attack the Song.

A stone provoked a thousand waves, and as soon as this said, where the people could stand indifferently, they all retorted with anger.

Fan Chunren and other Wenchens argued for, displaying hundreds of historical allusions, talking about the chaos, the generals led by the teachers and roads laughed and went to war, and they were afraid of war, and what credit was there to not fight?

In the hall, the main battle party is mostly a warrior, the voice is large, but the number is small, the Lord and the other side are more Wenchen, the voice is small, the number is large, the noise is loud.Among them, the scribes are divided into factions, attacking each other and messing together.

Lu Yun stood among the courtiers, his eyebrows slightly raised, and the three messengers were too arrogant.

“Do you think I’m cheating on the big Song?”The cloud spoke out.

On the golden temple, it was as if a thunderstorm sounded, and the ears of the people were buzzing, and they could not help but stop their mouths.

Lu Yun came out, his eyes were like a sword, and the powerful spirit oppressed, enveloped the three messengers, making their faces suddenly white and closed their mouths tightly.

Not wanting to speak out, but not daring, not being able to.

The three messengers suddenly had a premonition, a voice, and might die.

They have a feeling that they can’t make their own...

The field finally fell silent.

Lu Yun looked at the Liao Guo ambassador and sneered, “You Liaoguo have just experienced an infighting, heavy casualties, and if you want to go south, do you want to destroy yourself?”

Looking at Xixia's ambassador, he disdainfully: "The fiasco of the summer country, hundreds of thousands of troops have been killed and defeated by my army, and Liang Empress has also been arrested by me, if not bowing down, my army was drinking in Xingqingfu, why did you come to 300,000 troops!"

Turning his head, Lu Yun said to Tubo's envoy: "The herdsmen on the plateau are not afraid of death, dare to come down, tell him to come one to die, and two to die a pair!"

The faces of the three ambassadors changed greatly, but I did not know that there were such people in the Great Song Dynasty, and they knew their country well!

They will open their mouths to argue, but they will not be able to open their mouths at all, and they will never again be looked like they were before.

When Lu Yun withdrew his spiritual oppression, the three ambassadors only recovered a few spirits, the Liao Guotians glanced at them, remembered their mission, and suddenly fainted in the face of the haze, laughing: "Song, I heard that there are many heroes in the Central Plains, but my Liaoguo is not bad, this time I Liaoguo Gao came, I want to see the great Song Dynasty warriors, and also asked the great Song Dynasty."

The envoy of Xixia said, “I am the same in Xixia, and Da Song will not refuse my challenge in Xixia because of fear?”

The ambassadors of the Tubo kingdom are also fanning the flames: "Song's barbarians, Tubo warriors, challenge you!"

The group of people is boiling again, Zhao Yi is even more ugly, but on the first day of the throne, how can there be so many things?Moreover, the three messengers are complicit and clearly certain.This victory of the Great Song Dynasty is naturally a good thing, if it fails, it is a big joke, the first day of his accession to the throne, will not make a big joke?

These foreign ambassadors are truly in their hearts!

But at this time, Lu Yun coldly looked at the three ambassadors: “Are the three of you to challenge?”

The three ambassadors immediately shook their heads.

Jokingly, although they think that the force is extraordinary, they are not enough in front of this Tao person.

When they looked at them, they could not speak.Such a person is dealt with by the gods of their country!

“My Grand Master came to meet!”

“I want to challenge you!”

“I am waiting outside the temple!”

The three ambassadors spoke one by one.

Liaoguo State Teacher.

King Tubo.

Xia worshipped.

These people, in order to make the new emperor of the Song Dynasty lose their majesty, is also enough!

“Your Majesty, please fight!”The face of the cloud is cold, and the list is invited.

In the face of the Liaoguo National Division, only the national teachers of the Great Song appeared, which is a level of competition.

Maoshan sent Liu Qiankang to the position of the national teacher, the new national teacher is Lu Yun.

Only when Lu Yun won three people, his position as a national teacher was as stable as Taishan.

The cloud has to...

“Enough is right!”Zhao Yi had to nod his head to the Queen Mother and the Prime Minister, and waved his hand.

Today's challenge, the big Song must take over.

If it is not answered, the face of the Song will be lost.

In this battle, only victory, do not lose...

A will was issued, outside the temple, an atmospheric ring was built at an unimaginable speed.

Lu Yun stood on the ring, squinting slightly, looking at the three people in front of him.

An old man.

A monk.

A king.

Liao Guoguo is an old man, with a dead face, wrinkled face, wearing cloth clothes, looking ordinary, without any momentum, but the feeling of Lu Yun is the most dangerous.

Xixia and Tubo respect the Buddha Gate, the worship of both countries are Buddhist masters, but one is a monk, the other is a protector.

The monk of Xixiaguo's face, sneered at the landing cloud, and saw no mercy at all, and seemed to have a different hatred of heaven with Lu Yun.

Which brother-in-law of the monk was killed by him?

The king of Tubo Kingdom is nine feet tall, the muscles are as hard as stone, the strength is endless, the knife and the gun can not enter, giving people great oppression, obviously have strong hard work in the body.

Ordinary people, etc., cannot be destroyed at all.

To put it on the battlefield is to kill the machine.

One person can break hundreds of thousands of sergeants.

Ordinary archers can't play any role, maybe only the army can cause some damage...

But will the king stand in the same place and wait for the shot?

One broke the army...

The great man is also terrible.

However, Lu Yun still set the challenge of his eyes on the king.

These three, only the king of Tubo, seemed easier for him.

The other two, he couldn’t see.

The succulent picks.

In the first place, Lu Yun chose the king of Tubo.

In this battle, he will win.

Seeing the landing cloud looking at him, King Tubo's face instantly became angry, shouting and even, between the fists at will, the air was loud, and his face was full of brute colors: "Song Guo's brute, I will wring your head as a booty!"

“Death!”Lu Yun stood in place, his eyes were like a sword, and he looked at King Tubo.

One word, it seems to transcend the scope of space and time, from ten feet away, but at the same time in the eardrum of King Tubo.

The powerful and incomparable spiritual power, without resistance, passed through the strong cross-body of King Tubo, and it was as if it condensed into substance in the body of His Holiness.Like a knife, it was cut in the heart of the king of Tubo.It was like a ring that hit him hard in his head.

Goo!Goo!Goo!Goo!

At this moment, King Tubo only felt that his heart was held by a big hand in the sky, and began to beat like a drum, like a drum, as if to explode.

His head, as well as a spell, was in severe pain.

He screamed, as if he were going to rush to the clouds, but suddenly fell to the ground.

King Tubo, was a second by Lu Yun...

Power to...to kill!