The hardest emperor in history

Chapter 136
Jun Wu frowned impatiently after hearing Shangguan Wuming's words.

The men and women of the Shangguan family are so obsessive.

In the end, he said to Sha Xing: "Quickly solve it. We still have to hurry."

Sha Xing immediately nodded and said yes.

He lightly jumped off his horse, and walked in front of Shangguan Wuming and the others.

In the past, the killing star once smashed a whole row of trees with one palm.

This time he pushed it away with a palm of luck.

And this time, those who were sold off became the subordinates of the Silver Dollar Gang.

I saw the trees beside the road trembling under the strong internal force.

The young spring leaves were pulled off the branches and danced wildly, and then fell on the corpses of the Yinyuan Gang, cutting out new blood.

Although Sha Xing's internal strength is not as good as that of his master Chong Xuande, it is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

As soon as he slapped it down, the gang of thirty or forty silver dollars immediately ruptured their internal organs, vomited blood and died.

Shangguan Wuming, the leader of the Young Gang who was riding on the horse, was shocked by the scene in front of him and was speechless.

And a healthy horse under his crotch tilted slowly.

It was about to fall to the ground with a plop.

It turned out that although there were many people affected by Sha Xing's palm, he went towards the walking gang.

Shangguan Wuming on the horse knew that the horse was falling.

But his feet were unconscious, and he couldn't jump off the horse immediately.

Look down, where are the legs!

All the parts below his knees were broken, and the blood was rolling down continuously.

Shangguan Wuming's mind went blank, and neither panic nor grief could match the deep despair.

Then he was unable to support himself and fell backwards.

And Sha Xing rushed up with a stride, aiming at the center of his eyebrows.

In an instant, a blood hole gushed out blood.

This young man, who was still invincible just now, immediately became a corpse to be trampled on.

Those members of the Yinyuan Gang surrounded by the road saw the young master and many of his subordinates die so easily.

Although it is a huge force of more than a thousand people, the hearts of the people are scattered in an instant.

Their silver dollar gang has always been domineering.

But who has seen dozens of people being slapped to death with a single palm?
Can this still be considered a weapon fight?

When everyone regained consciousness, they ran out all over the mountains and plains.

Seeing the situation, Sha Xing ran as fast as he could, trying to chase back the person who fled the farthest.

It's a pity that there are too many people on the other side, and they are standing in all directions.

No matter how high the star-killing martial art is, it is impossible for one person to chase back so many fleeing people.

He barely killed more than a hundred people with his internal force, but in the end, he was unable to do what he wanted.

At this time, Jun Wu jumped up from the horse and said to Sha Xing: "Let me do it."

Killing Star immediately stopped.

He saw Jun Wu throwing out palms at random like a mountain topples the sea.

And the people in that direction began to fall to the ground one after another, and even festered on their bodies.

But Sha Xing blinked his eyes, but was stunned.

Because he just saw Junwu bombarding the image in one direction.

And the next moment he landed lightly on the ground.

All the silver dollar gangs around the entire road have fallen to the ground, and there are still many ulcers on their bodies.

How can this be?

Killing a star is already unimaginable, even if it was a master with extremely high martial arts back then, it was impossible to kill so many people in a flash.

It's as if time has been cut for a while!

And the guards who carried the coffin with them all grew their mouths and couldn't speak.

With their consciousness, it is impossible to imagine what happened just now.

The only living people left were shocked.

Only Jun Wu walked towards the ground as if nothing had happened, and Shangguan, whose legs were broken, was lifeless.

He was also lucky, because he died in the hands of the killing star, so there was no skin ulcer at all, and his death was tragic.

Seeing that he was completely out of breath, Jun Wu said lightly: "What do you call Shangguan Wuming? Isn't it good to ask Shangguan to smile?"

Then he said to the guards: "Move the corpses away, and then hurry."

The guards from Xia Kingdom all claimed it was.

Trotted to remove all the corpses blocking the road.

Who would have thought that the aggressive Shangguan Wuming and the thousands of people he brought with him were just a small episode on Junwu's way.

After the road was cleared, Jun Wu and his team set off again.

At the same time, in the suburbs of Beijing, South Korea, there is a huge mansion.

This mansion covers an area of ​​more than ten hectares.

Generally, such a big house likes to build some rockery and flowing water.

But here is different.

Because the largest area in this mansion is actually a warehouse.

Rows of neat warehouses are old and new.

Obviously, after the old warehouses are full, new warehouses are constantly being built.

It is said that these warehouses are filled with yellow gold.

It can be seen how rich the owner of this mansion is.

But putting so much gold in the warehouse has never been robbed.

It's not just because there are strong servants constantly patrolling twelve hours a day.

It is also because of the owner of this mansion, Shangguan Glance - the owner of the world's richest gang, the Silver Dollar Gang.

No one dared to take a quick look at Shangguan.

Because of the two-rounded scimitar he is famous for, and also because of his absolute strength close to 400 years of internal force.

But today's Shangguan glanced a little irritable.

He was sitting in a small garden drinking continuously, and beside him sat a handsome middle-aged man.

Seeing that Shangguan was a little drunk at a glance, the handsome middle-aged man said: "Alcohol is too harmful to the body, Brother Shangguan, it's better to drink less."

After finishing speaking, he filled a glass of wine for Shangguan's glance.

Shangguan glanced at it dryly, and said: "Don't worry, I'm still not drunk with these wines.

Why! ——Why is Dukang the only solution to your worries!Brother, you can live a carefree and unrestrained life because you have no heirs.

I have always been a drag on my children all my life! "

The handsome middle-aged man poured another cup for Shangguan, then said with a smile, "You are blessed with both sons and daughters."

Shangguan took a glance and hiccupped with wine and said bitterly: "Sometimes I really hate that Wan'er is a girl!

If that brat Wuming continues to be so absurd, I will give... all the family business I created... all to smile! "

These words made the handsome middle-aged man raise his eyebrows.

He said: "Brother Shangguan, what you're talking about is drunk. Have another drink, and forget it after getting drunk."

After finishing speaking, he shook Shangguan's hand and poured all the wine into his mouth.

The strong drink finally stimulated Shangguan to cough again and again.

He said in his mouth: "I'm not drunk with this little wine!"

As soon as the words fell, he fell on the stone table and fell unconscious.

The handsome middle-aged man couldn't wake up for a while watching Shangguan glance, and the expression on his face became cold and hard.

He said abruptly, "He's drunk, come in."

Then I saw a luxuriously dressed woman walking cautiously into the garden.

The woman's appearance was beautiful, but she said to the handsome man with tears in her eyes: "Cousin..."

The handsome middle-aged man said coldly, "What are you crying about?"

After finishing speaking, he firmly hugged the beautiful woman into his arms and said, "Cousin, did Shangguan treat you badly?"

The beautiful woman blushed slightly and said: "He is always so rude. You can't insist."

(End of this chapter)