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Chapter 123 122. Overbearing Emperor Tenglong Tribulation

The brilliance of the sun is the hottest and most domineering, and its brilliance shines across the sky for eternity.The moment Fan Fei finished speaking, the most brilliant purple light bloomed on his body.The scorching sun rose into the sky, and a desperate and sad atmosphere enveloped the earth.The breath merged with the purple light and turned into a soaring dragon. It looked up at the sky and the earth and let out an angry roar.

Ziyang Tenglong, this is Fan Feimuqiu's invincible trend.

Emperor Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, clasped his hands with great interest and said: "For being able to manifest the true meaning of martial arts into the world with the help of the power of heaven and earth, my son is number one in the world. Even I am ashamed of myself!"

"It's a pity that these are not enough!"

Emperor Qing took the lead for the first time and punched out with a domineering intention.So what if Fan Fei has the belief that he is invincible? Emperor Qing is an unparalleled overlord in the world, and the overlord can defeat all laws with his strength.

The fist stirred up the strong wind, and the blood-red domineering Qi swept over the soil and weeds and rushed in like a dragon.The power surges like a raging river, and the fist spirit stands proudly between heaven and earth like a stubborn stone. It will not be surrendered to the time of heaven and earth even if it lasts forever.

"Dragon Slash!"

Daqing Supreme's sharp edge was filled with the spirit of a king, and Fan Fei held the edge of his sword and slashed down.Even if Emperor Qing's power is tyrannical, I will kill him without fear.

The purple soaring dragon entwines around the edge of the sword, and its angry roar is filled with the majestic momentum of boundless benevolence and love.

Emperor Qing did not catch the sword edge forcefully. At the moment when his domineering fist force struck the sword energy and sword force, he disappeared from the spot with the speed controlled by his strength.It's not that I can't pick up this sword, it's that there's no need to pick it up.

The competition of the true meaning of martial arts is the true strength of a great master.

Emperor Qing appeared strangely behind Fan Fei, raised his left fist and punched out with domineering power.As a domineering king, authority is the foundation of domineering power, and the invisible momentum will shock people.Just like how to pour water on a cunning rabbit, facing the mighty and domineering lion, it can still only become a prey and be swallowed up.

Emperor Qing held the power of the Qing Kingdom and commanded the universe with his feet on the four poles. His power had already made the heaven and earth obey his orders.Just when Wang Quan's fist blasted out, it enveloped the power of heaven and earth, forming a tornado shape that directly hit the body's face.

Fan Fei's Dragon Slash, which he concentrated his energy on, failed instantly. Faced with the fatal punch from Emperor Qing behind him, he immediately twisted his body in a weird posture.

tear-

Eight Dragons' four-clawed yellow robe was torn, and the rags hanging on his body were particularly embarrassing.Fan Fei got this momentary opening and immediately waved the sharp sword with both hands.The empty door in the chest immediately opened wide, and the purple sun transformed by the true meaning of martial arts behind him bloomed with the most gorgeous light.

Purple body-protecting energy envelopes the whole body, and no matter how strong the martial arts true intention of the overbearing king is, it is difficult to move within a foot.

Just when Fan Fei waved the Daqing Supreme, the Qing Emperor disappeared invisible again like lightning, and the king's sword intention struck by Fan Fei failed again.

"Run over the world and command the universe!"

Only at this moment did Emperor Qing truly realize that Fan Fei was already a match for him, and that neither Wang Quan nor Wang Quan could gain his power.Even Emperor Qing was so excited that he couldn't control himself at this feeling of being evenly matched.The majestic momentum of the desperate battle had already made his blood boil.

The world is in my hands, and the four poles are under my feet. The destiny overlord is the most powerful force in the world.Emperor Qing just waved his heavy fist casually, and in Fan Fei's eyes he was like an ant facing a giant. The deep feeling of powerlessness burned his mind every moment.

It was obviously only a short moment, but the fist intention struck with great force, and Fan Fei seemed to feel the brilliance that lasted for dozens of days.

This is Emperor Qing's strongest punch, and it is also the result of his 35 years of accumulation of fist strength and fist intention, the domineering aura that dominates all things in the world. Even if the mountains and rivers are in front of him, he can still break it with a punch.

The ground could not hold back this brazen and pure momentum, and began to crack and move forward.The soil is splashing around and enveloping the weeds. This powerful and heavy force cannot be stopped even by the master who has just entered the ninth level.

The weapons in the hands of the red-armored knight guarding Fan Ruoruo and the Fan family began to break and fall, and even the armor was broken. Finally, countless wounds appeared on his body.This place is already a hundred feet away from the battlefield, and even at such a distance, he is still affected and injured.

Ye Liuyun, Hong Sichi, Ye Zhong and Shadow flew over at the same time. Ye Liuyun used his true energy as a passport to block the red-armored knight.Hong Sichi followed closely to protect the deposed prince, Prime Minister Lin and others, Ye Zhong protected all the courtiers and the people watching the battle, and Shadow protected Fan Xian and Fan Jian in Fan Fei's heart.

Fan Fei stood with his sword in hand and laughed happily: "Okay, this is the power of extreme oppression. My father's power is truly unique, and my son's swordsmanship is also unique in the world."

Now is the real decisive battle, and the power of father and son has reached its peak.The extreme strength confrontation, the pure martial arts competition, the two people became more and more happy.The kind of pride that comes and goes, fighting each other's strength and true energy, and the true meaning of martial arts, cannot be described in words at this moment.

Fan Fei is holding the Daqing Supreme in one hand, and his figure is like a dragon swimming in the river, invisible and material as the wind and clouds.Facing Emperor Qing's invincible fist commanding the world, Fan Fei held his sword in front of him. When his body was slightly knocked back, he slashed out the sword in his hand with his backhand.

Emperor Qing opened his chest to protect his body with Qi, tore apart the King's Sword Intention, and then unleashed his domineering Fist Intention.The ground was blasted with arm-deep holes by the true energy of martial arts. When Fan Fei stepped out again, he stabbed the edge of his sword and tore through the strong wind that had been blowing.

The most ordinary sword, the most ordinary fist, the simple and easy-to-understand moves like a naughty boy's fight, are now exuding endless and magnificent combat power.

The big tree in the arms of the two people was uprooted by the true energy, and the city wall of Qingguo Kyoto, which was said to be unbreakable for a hundred years, collapsed, and the ground was already full of potholes, as if an earthquake was raging.

when--

The impact of zhenqi made the majestic sound of big waves crashing on the coast. Emperor Qing and Fan Fei were fighting at a speed that was almost like ghosts. Each time they moved around, they were fighting with their own speed, moves and true martial arts intentions.

Fan Fei stabbed with his sword, while Emperor Qing smiled and waved his right fist.With the sound of a sudden explosion, the two of them were pushed back by the force of the impact.Emperor Qing was wearing a graceful and luxurious nine-dragon yellow robe, which was torn into rags by the sword, and his majestic body was also covered with tiny scars.Although the hair crown is still intact, the black and white hair is already messy.

Emperor Qing laughed and said: "It's so happy, so happy!"

Fan Fei also laughed in response and said, "Come again!"

Everyone was watching the father and son who were excited because of the battle between strength and martial arts. Everyone watching the battle couldn't help but think secretly in their hearts.

Is this martial arts?

Is this the Grandmaster's combat power?
Is this the power that shakes heaven and earth and dominates the sky?
As soon as Fan Fei's voice fell, he waved off the blade of Daqing Supreme.The majestic and vast King's Sword Intent, even without sword skills, the sword energy turned into purple energy and soared towards the dragon.That is the sword's will to move forward bravely, and it is also the kingly spirit of benevolence and love for the world.

Even if Emperor Qing doesn't have a weapon in his hand, his fists can still resist the sharp edge of Da Qing Supreme.Raising his hand to punch hard, he has the power of an emperor. He can move forward with his sword, and Emperor Qing's fist is even more domineering.

The sword intention and the fist intention clashed again, the breath of both of them stopped at the same time, and their feet sank into the soil.Both father and son are physically powerful warriors, and they are also warriors with the most majestic Qi among the Grand Master's combat power. The power they can unleash at will is pure enough to break mountains and break seas.

In a pure competition of strength, the father and son were like two mountains and rivers constantly colliding.The surrounding plains could not withstand this huge force, and the ground began to crack and dent, and even the blowing wind suddenly stopped.

Fan Fei stabbed straight with his sword, opened his mouth and shouted: "Father, look at the sword!"

This sword is very pure and very direct.The green bamboo obviously grows among the mountains and rocks, always insisting that the green hills will not relax, and the branches are tall and straight, towering up from the sky and the earth.Just like Fan Fei, his posture is dignified and straight, just like the edge of a sword in his hand is bent but not bent, he is really suitable for using a sword.

Without true energy and true meaning of martial arts, this sword is just a sword containing pure power.

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"Fei'er, are you still far behind?"

Not to be outdone, Emperor Qing raised his hand when he pulled away and punched out with his right fist.When his son wanted to compete with him for strength, Emperor Qing never thought of retreating and dodging. The only way to dominate is to defeat the strong with the strong.

Emperor Qing is the most powerful overlord in the world. He controls the Qing Kingdom with pure domineering and intimidates the world. His martial arts has always been characterized by pure power and huge energy.This punch actually broke through the shackles, and its power reached a terrifying [-] kilograms.

boom--

Huge forces clashed with each other, bodies collided with each other, stirring up the wind and clouds floating in the sky.The white clouds above the two men were pierced, and the sky suddenly went blank. The gorgeous phenomenon of being cloudless for a hundred meters immediately made all those watching the battle freeze in secret awe.

Fan Fei felt a huge surge of power coming, as if he was facing the attack of thousands of troops alone in the world.While he was fighting with his sword, he could not move an inch, and suffered the horrific punishment of thousands of horses trampling his body.

In a pure competition of strength, as Emperor Qing said, Fan Fei still fell short.Only when he was repulsed did he realize that he had been hit by Emperor Qing's power.There were bruises on the chest where the clothes had been torn by the fist, and it was obvious that the bones and internal organs had been traumatized by the force.

Emperor Qing waved his hand and chuckled: "My martial arts are a combination of hardness and softness. I have unparalleled strength and fierceness, but also a lot of femininity. My body is as strong as a sword, and my heavy fists are also powerful. The true meaning of martial arts that controls the world with strength, domination He conquers the world and commands the universe."

"Fei'er, you want to defeat me. You can't do it with the evil ways of bending the door, you can't do it with strength like a dragon, and you can't do it with the ever-changing swordsmanship. If you don't have any other cards, I'm going to kill you with a heavy hand. I'm still waiting to have a grandson?" "

Emperor Qing looked down at Fan Fei with his majestic aura.It seems that he is merciless in his attacks, but in fact he has restrained himself a lot, otherwise Emperor Qing would have already directly destroyed Fan Fei's body and energy.Emperor Qing, who had been unknowingly changed too much by Fan Fei, still liked this child who loved him freely and deeply admired his domineering true intentions.

Besides, Fan Fei was still Ye Qingmei's child, so Emperor Qing treated him differently in his heart.

Fan Fei stood with his sword in hand, his posture still upright. Hearing this, he smiled happily and said, "It's too early for my father to speak. Fei'er still has the strength to fight."

At this moment, there is no longer a battle between the emperor and the crown prince, and there is no tit-for-tat life-and-death competition between warriors. There is only the test and coping of father and son's sympathy.Emperor Qing let go of his ambition for power, and Fan Fei also let go of his bloodthirsty desire for killing.

"Father, have you ever seen the mountains and rivers of Qingguo with your own eyes? Have you ever seen the millions of people in Qingguo!"

Rumbling--

With a sound as strong as fireworks exploding, the true meaning of martial arts that stood behind Fan Fei and manifested with the power of heaven and earth shattered.Numerous cracks appeared in Ziyang, and finally disappeared and collapsed in the explosion. Even the Ziqi Soaring Dragon split and collapsed in the wail.The true meaning of purple-gold martial arts turned into true energy and instantly rushed into Fan Fei's angular body. The majestic momentum gave people the shocking feeling of rushing into the sky.

Emperor Qing was shocked and said in disbelief: "Self-destruction of the true meaning of martial arts, how is this possible!"

Eunuch Hong narrowed his eyes and said with regret: "The way to death does not have the true meaning of martial arts. How can the prince and your majesty compete with each other?"

Even Ye Liuyun and others who were watching the battle subconsciously said with shocked expressions: "Fan boy, what exactly are you planning to do? I don't believe you will accept your fate."

Shadow and Ye Zhong had already been stunned by this turn of events. Even if the court officials and the people watching the battle didn't know why, they could see the shock and regret in the martial arts master's eyes, and they knew that Fan Fei might have made some wrong decision. .

"Father, today Fei'er will use Qingguo to defeat you, His Majesty the Qing Emperor of Qingguo!"

Fan Fei held Daqing Supreme with both hands, and his true energy stirred the world.The majestic breath is like the prelude of the storm, and the majestic Qi is accompanied by the vast power that overwhelms the world.There is no aura of Qing Emperor dominating the world, and there is no domineering Qing Emperor dominating the world. There are just the most common habits.

Regardless of Emperor Qing or the people watching the battle, they all saw different demeanors on the sword's edge.

The sun, moon and stars are rising in the east and setting in the west, and there are immobile and majestic mountains and rivers, and the great rivers are magnificent and majestic.

The courtiers worked hard for the Qing Dynasty and managed millions of people.There are also people who serve farmers and mulberry trees, and enjoy the warmth and affection that family members long for.There is also the unyielding and unyielding iron cavalry, the tragic and tragic battle on the iron-blooded battlefield, and thousands of visions converge on the three-foot sword.

Fan Fei's sword is the real Qingguo, a powerful Qingguo in its prosperous and peaceful times.

Emperor Qing summoned the strongest strength, and his powerful body swelled continuously, as if it was forbearing and containing its power like a volcano.The true martial arts intention that dominates the world circulates the blood-red true energy, forming a mighty and domineering fist intention.

Emperor Qing wanted to resist this sword edge, but unfortunately he failed in the end.There was no obstruction at all from the sword's edge, as if it ignored all the strength of Emperor Qing and just pierced Emperor Qing's chest.

The sword energy and sword intent tore apart the true energy and penetrated the majestic and mighty body.Emperor Qing looked at Fan Fei in front of him, who was so heroic and exuding kingly power. Finally, he smiled helplessly and shook his head: "I lost!"

(End of this chapter)