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However, when the palm blasted out, a golden firelight seemed to hit head-on, and for an instant, it seemed that this small world was trembling.

Boom!!

As if two huge terrifying behemoths collided together.

The ground where the two were standing began to crack, and the ground continued to sink. The strong wind roared like a storm, and the gravel dust was swept away in an instant.

"Roar!"

Zhang Zhaojun let out an unwilling roar, his muscles exploded and bulged, trying his best to resist the terrifying might that returned from the opponent again.

He stretched his feet into the ground, but his body continued to recede, and two ditches were deeply peared on the ground.

boom!

The hard supporting arm was overwhelmed and suddenly burst into a blood mist.

That terrifying force was unstoppable, and it poured out on him like a torrent in an instant, the golden fire shook, and he roared unwillingly.

The faces of Xi and that Yanjue Tianren reveal a lofty indifference: "Your heart is higher than the sky, but the scene you see is just a mountain under the mountain. The so-called resistance is just self-defeating. This is reality. ."

The golden brilliance was constantly extinguished, Zhang Zhaojun's eyes were bleeding, and the blood in his mouth could not be restrained from spraying, as if all the internal organs and bones had been crushed.

He knew he had lost, but he was not reconciled and didn't want to believe it.

boom!

The tall body flew out a hundred meters with a fading golden light, like a human cannonball, destroying one building after another.

Xi and long hair fluttered, standing in place, not pursuing.

Not long after, a bloody, flesh-skinned "Punisher" came to Xi He with a corpse in his purple robe and threw the corpse into the ground.

Afterwards, two more purple-robed "punishers" appeared, also in embarrassment, traces of blood constantly flowing out of the charred flesh, revealing the smell of barbecue.

One of them was still carrying a long, long-length object. At this time, most of the cloth wrapped in it had been mutilated in the explosion, leaving the object in it with a gloomy metallic luster, which seemed to be a heavy long weapon.

The explosion planned by Sixiangmen was indeed terrifying. The hundreds of people who were still on the first floor were swallowed by the explosion. Except for Xihe, only three "punishers" survived, but they were also seriously injured. At this time it is just strong support.

But from this we can see how terrifying the martial arts of these three people is.

Xi He glanced at Zhang Zhaojun's corpse lightly, and said: "He is just a chess piece that was pushed out. It is not easy to train a true story. It is indeed a pity to hang his body at the gate of Hangzhou City. To the public."

It is the last waste utilization, which should allow some people to settle down.

As Zhang Zhaojun's body was publicly displayed, Zhang Zhaojun betrayed the Zhenwu Temple, and the news that the Sixiangmen was destroyed for disasters swept the world like a storm.

Countless people lost their voices in horror, just feeling scared.

Not to mention Zhang Zhaojun's identity as the true biography of Zhenwu Palace, he himself is also a rare and extremely strong person in the world, and there are not many people who can kill him in this world.

In the past, some of the elders of the rivers and lakes once asserted that the strength of each of the True Legends of the Zhenwu Temple's Saint Lord is enough to compete with the two palace masters of the Yihua Palace and the world's number one divine sword Yan Nantian 20 years ago.

Such a supreme arrogant, suddenly died so simple, it is unacceptable.

And those four elephant gates are also rare big forces in the arena, with many first-class masters, but no one survives, but all the remnants are hunted and killed.

People were shocked by the ruthlessness of Zhenwu Temple, and feared by Xihe's terrible.

Not long after, news spread that the Happy King, who was also a true biography, went to the main hall of Zhenwu Temple to ask the Lord for sin. As for the sin, few people know.

But afterwards, the King of Joy disbanded all the first floor under him, leaving no one, and the most important top forces in the arena just disappeared.

People were amazed by the decisive determination of the Happy King, and also by the power of the Holy Lord.

Not only the King of Joy, the cult of evil spirits, King Kong Temple, Promise Gate, Sword Sect of Five Mountains, Jiuyang Gate, Tianxiahui, Tianbao Gang, Huanxi Villa

These various forces that are related or unrelated to the Zhenwu Temple are also shrinking their sphere of influence and converging their own arrogance.

Many people who were eager to move were poured cold water, quickly calmed down, regretted and reflected on their mistakes, and honestly continued to be filial sons.

From this, the martial artists of the world also saw a truth.

The son will always be the son, no matter how many top forces emerge under the sky, he will always be the son in front of Zhenwu Palace.

Chapter 42, Wanhua Wuji Gong (2 in 1 chapter)

Ten years ago, the Zhenwu Temple in Mount Emei was established as the main hall of Zhenwu Palace. After that, Mount Emei has evolved over the years and now it has become more and more prosperous.

However, in this main hall on the mountain, Ji Wushang's figure rarely appeared.

It is still the teahouse near the foot of the mountain. Although Mount Emei has become more and more prosperous, this teahouse is still thin and deserted.

Shu Han walked into the teahouse alone. Although it was nearly forty years old, his face still looked only twenty years old, beautiful and evil, indistinguishable from male and female.

The business in this teahouse was indeed bleak. At this time, he didn't see a customer, only the Hu Yaoshi who really cleaned the teahouse like an ordinary man.

In fact, this one of the twelve horoscopes who was subdued by Ji Wushang has indeed been a buddy in this teahouse for almost twenty years.

"Manager Shu." Pharmacist Hu found Shu Han with a respectful greeting on his face.

Shu Han said: "If you have something to see the master, let me know."

Ji Wushang seldom stayed in the magnificent and magnificent Zhenwu Palace main hall on the mountain, but always lived in seclusion in the Earth Spirit Palace. In addition to the servants, there are extremely close people, even if it is a right hand like Shu Han. Easily seen.

Yaoshi Hu smiled awkwardly upon hearing the words: "It may be a little inconvenient now."

Shu Han was startled, as if he had guessed something, his expression was strange.

Just at this moment, a beautiful and refined woman in a purple dress walked slowly into the teahouse. She saw Shu Han, her cold and beautiful face hanging slightly.

Shu Han knew her, although it was Ji Wushang's concubine on the face, but besides herself, many people knew her details, but they did not reveal it tacitly.

The woman in the purple skirt bowed slightly to Shu Han, and said in a cold voice: "The master is indeed inconvenient to summon the adults now, the adults should come back tomorrow."

After all, it is also Ji Wushang's woman. Shu Han nodded slightly, his face lightened slightly: "Miss Jiu knows why."

"Palace Master is here." The woman in the purple skirt mentioned.

Su Han showed a daze on his face, and said, "How long has Palace Master Lianxing been here."

"It has been three days."

Shu Han nodded slightly: "Then I will come back tomorrow."

Although Ji Wushang had been concerned about Yan Nantian again for a long time, it was not too important to them.

Murong Jiu looked at Shu Han's back, a trace of confusion appeared on his cool and beautiful face, only because Shu Han felt more and more like Ji Wushang.