The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

"It's so fragrant, so soft!"

Yang Zheng kissed Zhao Min, tsk tsk and exclaimed in admiration.

"Ah! Damn it! You are desecrating the Pearl of the Prairie! I'm going to kill you!"

"Arrogant! Too arrogant! This guy is too arrogant! Go! Defeat this guy! Take back the Pearl of the Prairie!"

"This guy sabotaged the plan of the great magician and will definitely be killed by the great magician! He is dead!"

After kissing Zhao Min, everyone at the scene exploded.

"Why, you are not convinced, is the woman who kisses Laozi hindering you? Who stipulated that you can't kiss on the grassland? Hehe, you barbarians, there must be no women, and you are jealous that Laozi has a beauty in his arms!"

Yang Zheng said again, deliberately angering these alien barbarians.

"I, Badar, challenge you! If you don't fight, you are a coward!"

The Mongolian warrior Badar once again challenged Yang Zheng.

"it is good!"

Yang Zheng rolled over and dismounted, and put a sip on Zhao Minbai's tender cheek in front of everyone, then entered the arena and accepted Badar's challenge.

Isn't it just fighting, my son is the best!

If you guys want to humiliate yourself, this son will torture you as much as you like!

"I'm here! The thief, die!"

Badal roared, like a bull rushing towards Yang Zheng!

"Snapped!"

Yang Zheng slapped it at will, and before the rushing Badar could react, he was slapped on the face, and then flew out backwards! Yang Zheng's hand didn't land on Badal's face at all, he used his powerful energy to directly incite Badal!

"If I let Lao Tzu's hand fall on your face, it will be a dirty Lao Tzu! I heard that your name is Badar, you are a Mongolian warrior, hehe, you are really vulnerable!" Yang Zheng looked around and sneered: "Go on One!"

After a moment of silence, someone finally came out. This is a warrior even stronger than Badar!

"Drogba challenges you!"

"bring it on!"

One question and one answer, and then the battle breaks out!

This Drogba let out a howl, his skin seemed to be instantly covered with a layer of iron, he opened his arms and rushed towards Yang Zheng in the most primitive way!

Steel bones!

Cross-training Kung Fu!

This Drogba practiced a kind of hard qigong similar to the golden bell!

"I'm going to crush your head!"

Drogba roared and suddenly accelerated. His stature was extremely strong, and his speed was as fast as lightning at this moment!

"Go! Drogba, kill this bastard!"

"Drogba, smash this bastard's head!"

"Drogba..."

"boom!"

The shouting stopped abruptly, and it was a burst of infuriating energy. Drogba, reinforced and iron-boned, was hit by a burst of real energy from Yang Zheng. The whole person was like an electric shock.

Yang Zheng's two-game winning streak!

"Next!"

Yang Zheng smiled proudly.

"It's just that you win with true energy! The thief, there is a way to test your strength with me! I, Batu, want to challenge your strength!"

Someone stood up, this is a big stupid man, staring at Yang Zheng angrily.

"Okay! Strength is stronger than strength! Come on, I will use pure strength, not real energy!"

Yang Zheng smiled, grabbed his right hand over there, forcibly moved a stone over, and placed it between him and Batu. One step forward, he put his right elbow on the stone, squatted down slightly, and signaled Batu to wrench his wrist!

Wrench, the most primitive way of competition between pure men!

Whoever is stronger is the winner!

"My strength can pull eight horses!"

Batu smiled proudly, strode forward, put his big hand on the stone, he was confident.

"Come on! Wrench! Now, start!"

Yang Zheng smiled, grabbed Batu's big hand, and the contest officially began!

"Haha! It turns out that your strength is so small, I can easily win!"

At the very beginning, Batu burst into laughter, feeling that Yang Zheng's arms were extremely weak, and he didn't even have the strength to pull a horse. He was just like a weak chicken!

"Hehe, I just let you!"

Yang Zheng's face suddenly turned cold, a force, willing to be weak, he pulled back the arm that Batu had pressed down, only to hear the back of Batu's hand slammed on the stone!

In the third battle, Yang Zheng won!

"How is it possible? How can you be so strong?"

Bitu ignored the pain in his right hand and stared at Yang Zheng in astonishment. He could feel that Yang Zheng did not use his true qi power. He used pure physical strength to win him just now.

He was extremely shocked at this moment, because he felt that Yang Zheng's flesh = body strength had reached the level that he could pull sixteen horses!

"I'm strong enough to pull twenty-four horses! What's the point of defeating you, the next one, who has to compare with Laozi, I will accompany him to the end!"

Yang Zheng stood up straight and looked around proudly.

At this moment, the fighting spirit in his heart is roaring, isn't it just a test, this young master is fearless!

"I want to compete with you in archery! My arrows can hit the eagles galloping in the sky!"

At this time, someone else stood up. He was a sharp archer and was quite famous in the Mongolian royal court.

"Kuchaba, it turned out to be Huchaba, even His Majesty Khan marveled at his archery skills!"

"Try to shoot down the eagle, this guy is definitely not the opponent of Kuchaba! Kuchaba, come on, hit this guy hard!"

Many people shouted for Kuchaba, and the treatment of the marksman is really extraordinary.

"Minmin, bring a bow!"

Yang Zheng said to Zhao Min, isn't it just a test of archery, afraid of an egg = a child!

Isn't it just shooting down the eagles galloping by in the sky? Today, this young master will let you people know what a real archer is!

Zhao Min came up with a bow and arrow and handed it to Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng took the bow and arrow and looked at Huchaba, then both of them raised their heads at the same time and looked at the sky!

"Chirp!"

At this moment, an eagle soars in the sky!

kill!

Yang Zheng roared in his heart, pulling the power like a full moon, aiming at the sky, then closing his eyes, and releasing the arrow in his hand, the arrow slammed out of the string, turned into a bolt of lightning, and stabbed into the sky!

Almost at the same time, Kuchaba also shot, but his eyes widened!

"prick!"

As if there was a sound of air breaking, everyone couldn't believe it, their eyes widened, looking at the sky one by one, watching the lightning-like arrow pierce into the eagle's body!

Yang Zheng, with his eyes closed, shot an arrow and hit an eagle!

And that Hu Chabai opened his eyes and aimed for a while, and the arrow he fired actually failed. Except for the air, nothing was hit!

With a whistling sound, the eagle fell to the ground, and a special guard went to pick up the prey. After a while, the guard reported who the prey belonged to.

"An eagle, the hunter, Shu Han, the elder brother of the Ruyang Palace!"

For a time, everyone was speechless looking at Yang Zheng disguised as brother Shu Han, Yang Zheng smiled lightly, raised his hand to draw the bow again, this time he still closed his eyes!

In the sky, there are eagles circling!

At this moment, Yang Zheng drew his bow like a full moon, closing his eyes and letting go is an arrow!

Stab it!

This arrow is empty!

"Chirp!"

Just when everyone was about to laugh at it, the eagle circling in the sky let out a shrill howl, and it actually fell from the sky!

Here, what happened?

Obviously missed, how could the eagle fall? ..