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Chapter 122 121. The king of boxing, the king of boxing

Emperor Qing's ambition was to unify the world, and he may have common people in mind, but not many.The same is true for Fan Fei's ambition. Unlike Emperor Qing, he always puts the people first in his heart.Just before he invited Emperor Qing for a fierce battle today, he had already asked the red-armored knight to coordinate and ask all the people to leave the battlefield.The newly reorganized Ministry of Internal Affairs allocated sufficient funds to make compensation.

Perhaps due to Fan Fei's invisible influence, Emperor Qing did not raise any objection.Now their father and son can fight fiercely without having to worry about any accidents.

From the moment Emperor Qing knocked Daqing Supreme into the air, he didn't take advantage of the situation to chase after him. Instead, he smiled at Fan Fei with his hands behind his back: "Is there any other tricks, I can't wait to see it."

chant—

The purple-gold zhenqi moved slightly, and Daqing Supreme leaped into his hands.Fan Fei seemed to be transformed into a sword at this moment. The sword's intention was cold and majestic, and the sword energy surrounded him within three feet. The whole person looked like an ancient and towering divine sword.With a sudden explosion, the energy within ten feet of his body is particularly strong.

The sword edge thrust out, the sword energy collided, and the sword intention was magnificent.

Emperor Qing smiled nonchalantly and said, "Oh! I'm starting to get serious."

Emperor Qing's domineering Qi is the pinnacle of Qi in the world. His martial arts has no Dantian, because his body is his Dantian.Its boundless true energy and the power of heaven and earth used after blessing the true meaning of martial arts are well-deserved number one in today's world.

The blood-red Qi is particularly huge, like a torrent of blood, containing an indestructible momentum.When he stepped forward to face Fan Fei's sword, even one of the few magical weapons in the world was still unable to penetrate the seemingly weak body-protecting energy.

The stimulating collision sound set off a weak spark of impact, and Fan Fei had thrust out a sword that was at its peak when the fusion of spirit, energy and spirit was at this time.Emperor Qing still looked calm, as if he had endless energy left.The look he looked at Fan Fei was full of teasing, like a father teasing his child.

He raised his hand and pointed his index finger, and the mighty sword energy and sword intent were dispersed on their own.If it weren't for the cracked ground and the cut weeds, everyone might have thought that what just happened was just an illusion.

Seeing Emperor Qing's unmoved sneer, Fan Fei's heart suddenly became ruthless, and he reversed his aura.At the same time, the edge of the sword in his hand was also twisted, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands and slashing down, the purple-gold king's sword intent immediately followed.

Fierce and unruly, the sword is powerful!
Emperor Qing was also very surprised by such a strange change of sword moves.Without extreme control, he would have hurt himself before he hurt others. It seemed that his son was really cruel.

But what does this mean? It can only be regarded as a desperate move. How can a truly invincible person care about these tricks?

Just when Fan Fei was accumulating invincible aura again, Emperor Qing suddenly opened his arms and burst out with the most tyrannical qi.The aura that dominates the world is like his fist that dominates the world.

You know, Emperor Qing never used weapons, because his body was the most powerful weapon.And he has immeasurable bloody energy, which is the best sharp blade in his hand.

"Overbearing King Fist!"

The fist was as fierce as fire, hitting the sword edge in the blink of an eye, and the two forces collided quickly and fiercely.Fan Fei did not retreat, but Emperor Qing's footsteps were moved by more than an inch. This strangeness also aroused his curiosity.

"So that's it. Sword energy hides sword intention, and sword intention hides sword energy. Such round and round moves can be called the avenue of swordsmanship!"

"Chi Jian is known as the Sword Saint, but his swordsmanship has long been inferior to that of my child. Fei'er deserves to be a genius, the prince of Qing Kingdom, and the son of Ye Qingmei!"

Emperor Qing was able to speak with ease, while Fan Fei forced a smile, obviously expressing the attitude of his father Miao Zan.The originally stagnant momentum surged again in vain.The true meaning that was originally concentrated in the abdomen has rushed to the chest at this moment.

The strength and vitality of the two fighting against each other tore up the soil on the ground as they scattered, and even the weeds were blown away along with the ground.

While the two refused to give in to each other, the surrounding clouds and mist began to be dispersed, and even the breeze was torn away.At this time, Fan Fei's accumulated true meaning has emerged to his shoulders, with a full nine feet of magnificence.

boom--

The power of the explosion spread, and the father and son simultaneously pulled away and faced each other from a distance.Compared to Fan Fei's slightly trembling hands and sword, Emperor Qing remained calm and relaxed, as if he had just exercised his body.The domineering momentum became stronger and stronger, forming a mighty force that shocked people's hearts.

"Fei'er, you are so naive!"

Just when the accumulated invincible momentum broke out, Emperor Qing suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, looking full of ridicule.Seemingly waving his left hand casually, but instilled with blood-red domineering true energy, he already had the terrifying power to smash through mountains: "Look at my domineering kingship!"

Quan is also Quan, the pronunciation is the same, but the meaning is completely different.

Emperor Qing's fist is a domineering and unparalleled fist, and Emperor Qing's power is the right to be the only one.

When it waved and blasted out, the power that controlled the world with its feet on the four poles instantly tore apart the invincible trend that Fan Fei had accumulated for a long time and was about to riot.The originally majestic momentum fell instantly, like falling into dust from the clouds. What Emperor Qing wanted was Fan Fei's physical and mental despair.

What the will of power destroys is the general trend, which is the so-called true meaning of martial arts.Although his body was slightly damaged, Fan Fei was fine after only ten breaths.However, Fan Fei's mind began to collapse. He did not expect that Emperor Qing's methods and schemes were so decisive and ruthless, leaving him no hope at all.

Although Fan Fei wasn't desperate, he couldn't stop his lethargy.

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When Fan Xian left Kyoto, he immediately realized something was wrong.After bidding farewell to Lin Wan'er and Lin Gong, he rode a fast horse back to Kyoto.Only a hundred meters away from Kyoto, he met his father who was leading the flying tiger cavalry and galloping wildly.

"Father, you are back too."

"Yes!" Fan Jian turned around and shouted to Fan Xian while riding his horse at a gallop, "Hurry, return to Kyoto quickly."

As soon as the father and son stepped outside the city of Kyoto, they happened to see Emperor Qing's unparalleled power.Fan Fei was now pale and physically weak.Unexpectedly, the thing they were most worried about happened. For a moment, Fan Xian and Fan Jian both sighed in exhaustion.

Just when Fan Fei sighed secretly that he had not hidden it from everyone after all, the sound of swords hitting shields echoed loudly.Fan Jian was seen holding the Flying Tiger Sword in his right hand and the Flying Tiger Shield in his left hand, and kept tapping. For a moment, Fan Xian and all the Flying Tiger Riders roared at the same time.

"Mighty! Mighty! Mighty!"

The heroic and iron-blooded momentum is like a raging flood, roaring and roaring across the mountains and rivers of the world.

After this momentum was born, it quickly spread, and eventually even the Imperial City of Kyoto began to respond.Chen Pingping does not have a sword or shield, but he has hands and a wheelchair, and his seemingly weak voice is particularly powerful.

Immediately afterwards, Prime Minister Lin, Ye Chong and the common people who were watching the battle also joined them.When all sounds converge in the torrent, even the weakest sound can shake the mighty power of heaven and earth.The eagle striking the sky is so majestic and majestic, and these fighting intentions are the wings that help Fan Feiyao travel through the nine heavens.

"Ha ha--"

Fan Fei suddenly laughed loudly, looking like he was crazy and foolish.However, it seems that what seems to be gained is not what everyone imagined.

King Yun stood at the top of the city gate and saw Fan Fei's carefree appearance. He folded his arms and fell into a long silence.Ever since I became a prisoner, I have become less calculating and ruthless. I have been thinking about the past calmly and calmly, and suddenly I found that my past years have been so sad and sad.

King Yun, who was originally free and easy, suddenly felt that the sky was high and the sky was vast, and he really felt a little carefree.Looking at the deposed prince beside him who still looked determined, Li Chengze suddenly felt that he was so pathetic. He was afraid that he could only become a slave of power in this life, struggling in the quagmire and unable to escape: "Third brother, if you defeat my father today, , Li Chengze will convince you!"

A ray of sunlight penetrates the clouds and scatters the brilliance of life.Just after this weak breath appeared, Shadow, Eunuch Hong, and Ye Zhong all opened their eyes one after another.Unexpectedly, at this last desperate moment, Fan Fei could still make a comeback. Is this what the Qing Crown Prince should do to survive from a desperate situation?
Ye Liuyun looked at the bright sunshine in the sky and immediately looked up to the sky and laughed.Just when everyone was confused, he suddenly said in a voice that matched Fan Fei's loud laughter: "The rising sun is like a violent storm that shakes the Qing Dynasty!"

Fan Fei's energy and blood surged, and his pale face turned rosy in the blink of an eye, as if he had just experienced the scorching fire: "Father, I have been waiting for a long time. Because of your extreme oppression and despair, I finally stepped out. last step."

"Come to fight!"

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(End of this chapter)