The Retirement of the Demon Lord

The more than a dozen dark guards brought out by Wuming lost their backbone, and with the addition of Wei Xingchao on the opposite side, they collapsed all at once, or were all killed or wounded and captured.

Naturally, Wei Xingchao and Duming's attention would not be on these little bastards, and they looked towards the gate of the harem.

There stood a rickety old man with pale hair at some point in time. He was wearing the uniform of a eunuch, but his clothes were different from ordinary eunuchs. His uniform is completely plain white, without any patterns or colors, and is made of slightly elastic cotton, such as the common cloth of commoners, which is rare in the palace.

No one could say whether this uniform belonged to the eunuch's uniform under which of the twelve prisons.

Although there are still some secret guards in the harem, they are no longer a threat after Wuming is eradicated.

Who would have thought that an unknown **** would suddenly appear at the door.

Originally, they didn't take it seriously, but Wei Xingchao and Du Ming both vaguely felt that this man's old-fashioned face was a little familiar, and they had seen it somewhere, which made them a little cautious.

But it was impossible for them to be scared away by an old **** who didn't know where they came from. Du Ming went over first and shouted back with a sullen face: "If you don't want to die, get out of the way."

"After you get out of the way, what do you want to do?" The old eunuch's wrinkled face could not be seen, so he just said lightly.

"What do we need to report to you?" Du Ming sneered. One second he was talking, and the next second he swung the long knife with his back behind his back, as fast as a gust of wind, and he was about to chop off the old eunuch's head right now.

The old **** still kept his eyes half-open, maintaining a calm expression, as if he couldn't react to the blow as fast as a gust of wind.

This is quite natural. When a first-class expert like Du Ming shoots a knife, ordinary people have already lost their heads before they can see the blade clearly. This old **** is probably the same, the ignorant vulgar loses his life in vain!

But Du Ming suddenly tightened his hand, and the swift blade force didn't even transmit a trace of recoil back, and it stood still in the air, as if all the power was swept into the cotton and disappeared.

However, he certainly didn't hit the cotton!

Taking a closer look, the old **** stretched out two fingers, and actually firmly clamped the blade that he slashed!

Du Ming, as the deputy commander of the Shadow Metropolis, has been through hundreds of battles for a long time. In addition, their secret guards are ruthless and ruthless, and they have developed a very fast response ability. The guy who can hold his own slash with **** must not be an ordinary person. The sense of crisis makes him not need to think too much. When he raises the other hand, he slashes at the head of the old eunuch!

Facing Du Ming's slap from a very close distance, the old **** just raised his eyebrows, but after all, he had a more serious look.

He also raised his hand and straightened out a punch, hitting Du Ming's palm.

Du Ming felt like he was shaking for a moment. The old eunuch's fist was unpleasant, but it seemed to stop halfway. After this meal, it accelerated in vain, and even a layer of wind pressure was blown!

No, this is not dazzling! It is a set of boxing techniques that once dazzled the world...

Du Ming knew at the moment that he was going to suffer, but this moment of confrontation could no longer allow him to react.

The palm and the fist are connected, but it seems to be riding the wind and breaking the waves... The fist is the boat, and the palm is the wave! Duming's palm was pushed back by the huge force, and it seemed vulnerable, and the strength was not on the same level at all. He couldn't even bear the force on his body, the bones behind his wrist couldn't hold the fist forward, and it was broken inch by inch in all directions!

After his fists were exhausted, Du Ming flew away like a cannonball, hitting the flowers in the imperial garden far away. His arms were twisted and twisted, and he fainted in pain.

Seeing this, the other accomplices were so surprised that they were speechless. They couldn't see what kind of sorcery this plain-clothed old **** was using, and he just punched Du Ming and made Du Ming a cripple? !

Others didn't know, but Wei Xingchao knew the goods, and his lips trembled in shock!

"One of the four martial arts of the country - King Li 'Tiancuo'! Why are you not by the emperor's side? Didn't we kill before..."

"Why should a dying person know too much."

The old **** was suddenly exercising, and his plain clothes were crackling. It turned out that his hunched body suddenly bulged like a blown balloon, and his strong muscles stretched the noise caused by the clothes! The vicissitudes of life on the face also spread out as the body widened a circle, but this time it returned to the appearance Wei Xingchao recognized!

He looks almost exactly the same as the Chief Ouchi who was designed to be killed by the Hall of Preserving Harmony!

He lightly stepped on the ground, and the slate he stepped on turned into dust! People fly up, neither light nor unrestrained, just like a cannonball to the enemy, although it does not look good, but the victory is really efficient!

As soon as he landed, he waved his hands in a row, and swept out the shadow of a fist in the sky. The surrounding factory guards were blasted out, and a depression appeared in the place where the fist was hit, and the bones were broken and the flesh was separated!

The Wei Xingchao party, which was originally in control of the general trend, was now like a **** outside the gate of the harem, screaming and turning into flesh and blood!

Wei Xingchao was timid in his heart, but he knew that Tiancuo couldn't let him go, so he might as well fight to the death! At the moment, the unique skills are fully applied, and the hands are raised, and then facing the Tiancuo is a set of Kunlun palms full of internal strength!

Wei Xingchao's martial arts skills were half a level higher than Duming's, so Tiancuo had to work harder to deal with it.

Tiancuo turned around and confronted Wei Xingchao with fists, but Wei Xingchao didn't want to suffer, he would rather forcefully retract his palms to cause internal injuries than fight against Tiancuo. With his dexterous movement, he swung left and right, making Tiancuo's brute force unable to vent.

"You timid child, you want to hold me back with this trick?"

Tiancuo sneered, the muscles in his arms suddenly bulged again, and he opened his hands and slammed it heavily on the ground!

The surging true qi is like the surging tide of the sea, the flood is raging, and it pours into the ground!

The slate on the ground was shaken to smash by the vast infuriating energy, and the anti-shock force swept the dust on the ground into the air. Standing on the slate, Wei Xingchao, who was jumping left and right, was also enveloped in the vast infuriating energy of the sky, and was immediately shaken into the air, and his feet were even shattered!

Wei Xingchao has been plotting with Nighthawk for a long time, so he naturally understands how terrifying the strength of this level of masters is, otherwise Nighthawk would not have planned on them for many years... But only when they really met today did they realize that their strength was stronger than his own. It's even more terrifying than you can imagine!

"Thousands of calculations, but it doesn't count that you don't stand by the emperor's side!" Wei Xingchao shouted angrily~www.readwn.com~ From the moment you dared to calculate the emperor, you have to do a thousand cuts. Psychological preparation for slashing... the wolf's ambition, the immortality will be difficult for the country! "

Tiancuo stepped forward and threw an angry punch at Wei Xingchao, who was shaken in midair. Immediately, Wei Xingchao's waist and abdomen were dented, and he stopped like a cannonball hitting the wall in the distance. He spit out blood from one mouth, and he couldn't hum a word. Judging from the injury, he was already invincible. Although he was still angry, no one did not regard him as a dead person.

After solving everything in front of him, Tiancuo pressed his hands down on his chest and took a deep breath to recover his surging true qi. He breathed again, but he coughed a few times. He reached out his hand to cover his mouth and coughed. His palm was full of blood, and his expression suddenly dimmed, and he quickly wiped away the blood.

Wei Xingchao's party was beaten down outside the harem gate, and the wounded guards who were captured were also freed. Having lost the chief commander, and the deputy commander Du Ming also betrayed, they had no masters, so they hurriedly came over and asked for instructions.

"I'm waiting for the eyes to not recognize Lord Tiancuo! Now there is chaos in the palace, the commander is dead, the emperor does not know what is going on, please Lord Tiancuo tell me what to do!"

Suddenly, a bunch of fireworks with only thick smoke and no light rose up in the distance in the sky. Tiancuoben was also thinking about what to do, and when he saw this signal, he was refreshed!

"You stay and protect the harem, and I'll save the car! Listen, unless the emperor comes over in person, no one should be trusted!"

After speaking, Tiancuo exerted strength on both feet, jumped more than ten meters high, and disappeared into the night.