Uncrowned Evil Emperor

The Law Enforcement Hall in West Green Forest does have a few masters, and there are not a few of them in the spiritual realm, but today Yan Chong made it clear to vent his anger on Jin Zixuan, he did not expect to rectify the rules of the alliance with great fanfare, and he came to pick up people, plus he is a famous Xuanwu A middle-level master in the realm, with the title of the head of the law enforcement hall, who would dare not give him a three-point face on weekdays, so Yan Chong never thought that the other party would fight back.

It is even more unexpected that the few people who came from Tiannan Emperor Capital this time are so skilled.

The thirty or so people behind him are all the most ordinary disciples in the hall, and their skills have reached the end of the Void Martial Realm, at most there are two Qi Martial Realm, they are not the opponents of Yanling Thirteen Guards at all, three With the effort of dividing five and dividing two, a group of younger brothers lay on the ground in a mess.

Of course, the eldest brothers Yan are all good people, and they know that Feng Jueyu's so-called "trespassing on the young marquis and breaking his legs" serious crime and punishment cannot be regarded as too much for them. The legs are nothing more than making these domineering law enforcement cousins ​​incapacitated...

However, Boss Yan and the others also couldn't understand Yan Chong and others' bullying behavior. Although they divided the severity when they attacked, they decided not to give good fruit to the people in the Law Enforcement Hall.

Thirty or so people, all their knees were kicked into cracks and fractures. These thirteen death warriors rushed forward and saw the green light in front of the villa, wrapped in groups. The old fist with a thick green air fell down like a thousand pits in the rain hitting the beach, immediately causing chaos in front of the villa.

Dozens of people were just angry and clamoring to use people to do things, but when the thirteen groups of blue lights rushed over like tigers into a pack of wolves, everyone was stunned, and then it turned into crying for father and mother and scurrying around. .

The battle started within ten breaths, and the distorted Law Enforcement Hall disciples all over the floor were crying bitterly, hugging their thighs one by one to die of grievance, thinking whether to be so ruthless, the attack would be at the Spiritual Martial Realm, and there would be thirteen of them, Kill me, this is...

Jin Zixuan had been frightened for a long time, his skills were not much higher than these younger brothers who only knew how to wave flags and shouts, and he knew the truth of purple, white, gold, green, orange, blue and green in the seventh realm of martial arts. Suddenly, Jin Zixuan was so frightened that he fell directly from the horseback onto the cold and stiff bluestone road. He was completely dizzy from the fall, and climbed behind Yan Chong desperately, trembling, not daring to show his head again.

Seeing his little brother lying all over the ground, Yan Chong was also a little dumbfounded. He knew Wang Tong, and he had fought against him several times before. In terms of strength, he was definitely no less than himself. He performed well and even passed two or three times. One hundred tricks may be even better.

A single Wang Tong is very difficult for himself, and with these thirteen ruthless and reckless spirit martial artists, Yan Chong suddenly felt that he was a bit abrupt and careless when he came here today.

The point is, the young man who kicked himself just now doesn't know what his background is. He is young and strong, at least he has to turn a corner at the beginning of the Lingwu realm. What does the master want to do?

Yan Chong was a little bit upset, but he had to keep his face as a dignified law enforcement leader, otherwise he would just run back in such a disheveled manner, wouldn't the brothers in the league laugh him off?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Yan Chong, who had just done two moves with Wang Tong, gave a loud shout, his body glowed like a golden orange, and a few layers of swirling mist faintly floated on a pair of casserole-sized fists, like two ends The tiger opened its bloody mouth to the opponent, and the concentration of the orange color increased a lot for a short time.

Tiger Roar Fist!

Yan Chong's famous stunt was taught by Huangfu Fanyi. There are a total of 21 moves in this boxing. Yan Chong has only learned three moves and two moves for many years. He is regarded as the biggest killer move in his boxing, and he does not usually use it. conspicuous.

There was no move today, Yan Chong felt that he had to regain some face as the hall master for himself.So the old fist blasted out, like a tiger descending a mountain, smashing several floor tiles, and went straight to kill Wang Tong.

Ma Chengyun was watching the battle in the back, and he never found a chance to fight. He was worried that Feng Jueyu's disturbance would completely break the long-maintained balance between the east and west green forests, when he suddenly heard Yan Chong roar and rush out, the whole The person involuntarily made a smart move.

"Hall Master Yan, you have something to say."

"What the fuck, if I don't take you all back today, I won't be the head of the Law Enforcement Hall in the future."

Some angry words showed that Yan Chong's anger had burned all over his body at the moment, and he lost his mind at the moment, and he didn't even think that Feng Jueyu brought so many masters by his side, how could his status be so bad?

The tiger roared with both fists, and the air felt faintly scorching hot. The wind of the fists blew through and whimpered continuously, as if the roar of the tiger was coming down from the hills.

Feng Jueyu stared and watched, his interest greatly increased, he casually raised his hand and waved lightly to signal the thirteen guards of Yanling to get out of the way to give Wang Tong enough space to display his strength.

As expected by Feng Shao, Wang Tong looks ordinary and unobtrusive on weekdays, but his kung fu is really good. He also uses fists as his biggest killing move, and he lifts his foot and stomps the ground violently, causing random flying Immediately, the fist was covered with a thick layer of orange-yellow light, which diffused and condensed into a phantom like a hanging beam and a bronze bell. The whole person was also radiant with golden light, just like a Buddha descending into the world.

Golden Bell Fist!

Wang Tong's masterpiece of fame!

Martial arts in the Taixuan Continent are divided into seven realms, and only those who reach the Xuanwu realm can be regarded as truly entering the hall. All the records recorded in the classics are the essences that have been pondered over by the predecessors for many years. It can reflect the appearance of the source of martial arts.

Feng Jueyu knew this a long time ago, but in the Tiannan Emperor's capital, there are very few people who can strike such a boxing method that truly belongs to Taixuan martial arts.

Tiger Roaring Fist and Golden Bell Fist belong to the same category, and both Yan Chong and Wang Tong have reached the qualifications to enter the court, so this confrontation is of equal strength, and the fight is extremely beautiful and worth watching.

In fact, Gong Yang has seen Feng Jueyu, the blood soul sword, many times, but the old man's saber technique contains evil spirit, and every time he uses the saber, it seems as if he poured a large amount of blood on the enemy, without any substance Feng Jueyu didn't pay too much attention to the shape.

And today he just found out that the characteristics of Taixuan martial arts can not only arouse the greatest power through the orifices, but also make the strength gradually become substantive.

That's right, the condensed state of true essence is the unique embodiment of the materialization of true energy.

Seeing this, Feng Jueyu felt a little hopeful in his heart. These two sets of boxing techniques were not considered powerful, but if they were performed by Tianwu, or even a legendary master of the supernatural realm who had never met before, what would it look like?

Will it be like what was shown on TV, the shadows of fists all over the sky are like cannonballs, falling on the hills and rocks, and even the mountains will be overwhelmed, tyrannical like boxing, to the point of splitting mountains and breaking rocks, splitting rivers and breaking seas.

It's useless to think too much, following Feng Jueyu's signal to get out of the way, the thirteen guards of Yanling retreated to the outside of the circle like ghosts, passing by disciples of the Law Enforcing Hall standing in front or under their feet, Gai flew up without hesitation. Feet, kicked away like a roadblock.

The circle of 13 people expanded in an instant, and at the same time, more than a dozen law enforcement disciples who were still lying on the ground crying like pigs were turned into meat balls, flew up and fell far away, and passed out directly.

Jin Zixuan was so frightened that the yellow water flowed all over the ground, he hid under the horse's belly and did not dare to show his head, Feng Jueyu squinted at his body, only then did he realize that there was another culprit here.Immediately, the bad water surged up, and he winked at Shisan: "Grab it, and gag it."

"Yes, son..."

13 years old is the youngest among the assassin guards, and he is also a ghost. He has been helping Feng Shao to do bad things these days. Knowing what the master was going to do, he quickly ran forward and slapped Jin Zixuan on the back of the neck. The long hemp rope neatly tied Jin Zixuan into rice dumplings.

Thirteen, who had completed the task, easily picked up the unconscious Jin Zixuan with one hand, returned to Feng Jueyu, threw Jin Zixuan on the ground, stepped on Jin Zixuan's body like a dog, and clapped his hands. Forget about energy.

In fact, Feng Jueyu didn't know. When he was not around, these boys often discussed heatedly in private. How could they do things so happily after following Feng Jueyu? It was much more refreshing than before. , Wherever you go, whoever you catch and whoever you deal with, it's fun to die.

Ma Chengyun was in a state of desperation, thinking about how to get Wang Tong and Yan Chong to stop and make peace. When he saw Thissan tied up Huangfu Fanyi's grandson like a chicken, he was scared to death. Two days ago He was a little worried when he learned the purpose of the old man sending Feng Jueyu from Wang Tong's mouth, and now it seems that his worry is not superfluous.

This one in front of him, who even dared to tie up Huangfu Fanyi's grandson, is a typical dude, domineering and supercilious, serious and fearless.

"My lord, my lord, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to do this." Knowing that he couldn't persuade Feng Jueyu, Ma Chengyun couldn't help but stepped forward to give it a try.

Feng Jueyu curled his lips when he heard the words, and said: "Leave the things you shouldn't care about, Mr. Ma, you go back and rest, don't leave the house for a few days, I will send all the meals to your room , After a while, when someone comes, you can say that you were seriously ill and bedridden three days ago, and you don’t need to know anything about what happened in the past few days.”

Ma Chengyun opened his mouth, and shook his mouth helplessly. This was to avoid suspicion. As long as he insisted that the weather was sudden and sick in bed, my uncle could make a big fuss by falsely claiming that he didn't know Jin Zixuan's identity. He made up his mind to be a scoundrel to the end, and he planned to go head-to-head with Huangfu Fan.

Seeing that Ma Chengyun didn't move at all, Feng Jueyu frowned and said to Twelve and Thirteen, "You two, send Manager Ma back to rest."