The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

"The blood exchange has been successful. It's best not to use infuriating energy in the past few days. Another point is that although the Blood Refining University can exchange blood to change the body, it also has a flaw. If you are addicted to the blood exchange, and you have refined one bloodline, you still want to refine another. Bloodline, then it is extremely easy to go crazy and become a blood demon."

"Juggernaut, this is all I have to say, goodbye by fate."

Yang Zheng taught the Sword Saint the blood refining method, and helped the Sword Saint to exchange Qilin blood. After a few words, he left Wushuang City with Emperor Eleven.

"Old Sword Saint, where is Young Master Yang sacred? In the martial arts, there seems to be no such a number one person."

When Yang Zheng and the others left, the lonely party dared to ask.

"Yang Zheng, from Zhongzhou, is the leader of the Zhongzhou martial arts alliance. Don't ask too much, just remember that for a person like Young Master Yang, even if I use twenty-three swords, I can't hurt him in the slightest."

The swordsman responded.

"what?"

The Dugu party was stunned in place.

Sword Twenty-three, an extremely strong sword skill, can't even hurt Young Master Yang in the slightest?

......

Mountain trail, two figures, walking like the wind.

One of them, dressed in golden armor and wearing a golden mask, was Emperor Eleven, and the other was naturally Yang Zheng.

"Aren't you afraid that the old man will go crazy?"

Emperor Eleven asked.

The blood refining method he was referring to, then martial arts are too overbearing and too evil. The blood refining method can refine the blood of the strong, and the warriors generally want to become stronger the stronger they are. Once one day, unable to satisfy their inner desires, they will pursue a more powerful bloodline.

"With the mind of the Sword Saint, he should not be enchanted."

Yang Zheng smiled.

Juggernaut, capable of creating Sword Twenty-Three by himself, is definitely the top one in his mind.

Of course, if the Sword Saint becomes demon, it can only be said that God's will, not Yang Zheng's fault.

"Oh, there is a good show ahead."

Emperor Eleven suddenly raised his head and looked forward.

"Oh?"

Yang Zheng also raised his head and looked over.

At this look, his brows were raised, because he saw a somewhat familiar figure.

"is her?"

Yang Zheng saw the figure clearly, and frowned again.

"Isn't this a good opportunity for a hero to save the United States? Why, isn't our martial arts leader still on the way?"

Emperor Eleven laughed.

"Go, why don't you go up? I'm not like your Emperor Eleven. I need to maintain a virgin body all the time to cultivate some magical skills, haha!"

Yang Zheng laughed loudly, took a step forward, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

"You are from Dongying!"

"Hey, I know it's too late! Shadow Guard, the guard that Xiongba secretly cultivated, I thought it was very powerful, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. Well, I can send you to hell, as for this beautiful girl, I can only take it with me. Go. So, now, please die!"

"Ha ha."

Originally, it was a conversation between the two. Just when the young man was about to make a move, a humming sound suddenly sounded, and then a figure fell from the sky and landed between the young man and the shadow guard!

The person here is Yang Zheng!

How could a hero miss such a thing as saving beauty?

Yang Zheng naturally did his part and rushed out first. As for Emperor Eleven, the old boy, let him continue to remain a boy.

At this moment, Yang Zheng looked at the young man in front of him.

Seriously, at first glance, he didn't see the identity of this young man, but Shadow Guard called the young man and that group of warriors from Dongying, so the question came, what kind of powerful sect did Dongying have? A great master?

Miyamoto Musashi?

Sasaki Kojiro?

These two people had appeared as early as in the mainland of China.

And what about the Shuiyue Sect, which was beheaded by Yang Zheng long ago.

Who is this young man in front of him?

Forget it, it doesn't matter who he is, whoever he is, just cut him off! It is the Emperor Dongying who is here, and it will be right!

"Do you know who I am?"

The young man laughed suddenly, and smiled at Yang Zheng. His expression seemed to tell Yang Zheng that his background was so great that Yang Zheng could not provoke him.

"Oh, who are you?"

When Yang Zheng heard this, he also laughed. People who asked him this kind of question before were either beaten up by him or beheaded.

Today, finally another one appeared.

Young man, you are still too young!

"I... Hehe, soon, the people of Fengyun Nation will know, but, you have no chance!"

The young man smiled at first, then his face turned gloomy, his right hand suddenly raised, and a dark arrow shot out from his sleeve, stabbing Yang Zheng between the eyebrows!

mean!

"Be careful!"

Behind Yang Zheng, the young woman exclaimed.

"Ah."

Yang Zheng opened his mouth, stared at the young man with both eyes, and gave the young man a mysterious smile.

At the moment when the dark arrow was about to stab him between the eyebrows, the dark arrow suddenly froze, and the next second, the dark arrow suddenly turned, only to hear a swoosh, the dark arrow was as fast as lightning, and it pierced the young man's eyebrows. middle!

Directly stabbed a pair!

head shot!

"you......"

The young man's eyes widened, his primordial spirit supported him to be able to speak, but there was only one word, his eyes were full of disbelief, and then he fell back with this disbelief!

Young people, reap the consequences!

"Little Lord!"

"Damn! You killed the young master!"

"The Palace Master will not let you go! You are finished! Your Fengyun Kingdom is going to destroy the country!"

At this moment, a group of warriors in strong suits were staring at Yang Zheng.

"So, let your palace master come, I'll wait for him, I'll see how he destroys Fengyun Kingdom."

Yang Zheng chuckled lightly.

In fact, at his level, he would rarely take the initiative to kill someone. The one who killed the young man just now was the young man's own dark arrow. The young man committed suicide, so he could not be blamed.

It can only be said that the young man was unlucky, he didn't count that the dark arrow would actually stop, and it would turn a hundred and eighty degrees. The arrow pointed directly at him and killed him!

"You are dead!"

"The palace master will definitely kill you!"

"You are destined to die without a corpse!"

Armed warriors, began to speak harshly again.

Yang Zheng lifted the palm of his hand and blasted out a burst of energy. The three warriors on the right had no time to react, so they flew out backwards and disappeared in a blink of an eye!

With this palm, the rest of the warriors in the armor were all sluggish like puppets!

"Your Palace Master is here, and it's almost like this."

Yang Zheng stopped and said something.

"impossible!"

"Our palace master is the master of the Godless Palace, he is invincible!"

"There is no **** and no palace, the world is invincible!"

The remaining warriors in strong suits woke up and stared at Yang Zheng with extreme vigilance, for fear that Yang Zheng would shoot them away, but they were still arrogant and arrogant!

It turned out that the young people on the ground and this group of powerful warriors were all from the Godless Palace of Eastern Ying! ..