The circular space ripples split the lake in two in the blink of an eye, and the buildings on both sides also suffered the same fate!

The huge transparent fist, the moment it bombarded out, Taiichiro Aso, who was ten meters away, couldn't help but open his mouth and spew out a mouthful of blood.

His face turned pale all of a sudden, his frightened hands held the knife, his facial features roared fiercely, and he slashed three times with all his strength towards the transparent fist!

However, the three Dao Gang, just like paper paste, were scattered by spatial fluctuations when they were still close to the transparent fist.

"No ......"

In the unwilling roar of Massachusetts Taiichiro, the transparent fist slammed through with endless crushing momentum.

His god-level body, like tofu, turned into a rain of blood at the moment of impact.

The transparent fist ran all the way through, and the lake surface suddenly parted, sweeping the water several meters high and overturning a large number of people on both sides.

After a minute, the transparent fist dissipated, and in front of Han Zheng, a chasm of 100 meters long and several meters deep appeared!

One punch, a generation of god-level powerhouses, the sword saint Aso Taiichiro of the Oriental generation has fallen!

Closing his fist and standing up straight, Han Zheng had no waves in his eyes, killing a god-level, there was nothing arrogant for him.

The body of Emperor Xiaoqing is already at the god level, and the physical body has become a martial god, and Han Zheng is the absolute overlord in the god level.

It was only when the lake that swept across the upper banks receded that the Oriental people at the scene gradually woke up from the horror just now.

There was fear in everyone's eyes, and their invincible sword saint Taiichiro died like this, and even the body could be left.

"Damn, he killed our Juggernaut, we must not let him leave our land!"

"We must kill him, the dignity of our Oriental nation cannot be trampled on by a Chinese pig. ”

"Let's go up together and kill his swordsman......"

"Yes, kill her, kill his swordsman, and we'll ...... together"

……

There are many people who have recovered with unyielding anger in their hearts, and the pride that comes from their bones makes them unable to accept this fact.

Some of the radicals who had lost their minds had gathered together, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands and shouting towards Xia Keke on the shore.

As someone took the lead, tens of thousands of people were emboldened, and rushed to Xia Keke like a tide.

Han Zheng, who was standing on the surface of the lake, suddenly turned around, staring at the crowd of people rushing towards Xia Keke, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Sword Tide ......"

When the crowd was still more than ten meters away from Xia Keke, Han Zheng finally made a move, and a word fell indifferently.

The next moment, the Yueying Sword, which was held in Xia Keke's arms, came out of its sheath with a sonorous sound, and sword qi poured out from the sword body like a storm!

The sword qi storm swept out, like a sword qi true dragon, coiling past the shocked Xia Keke's identity, impacting the crowd that wanted to surge.

Since these people don't know whether they live or die, there is no need for Han Zheng to show mercy, the strong are majestic, how can these ignorant people be humiliated.

Han Zheng said before that these people dare to let the blood flow here without knowing whether they are alive or dead!

As soon as the sword qi storm came out, many people had already woken up, and they wanted to turn around and escape, but it was too late!

The cyan sword qi storm was like a roaring true dragon, plunging into the crowd and raging and strangled!

When Xia Kekemu turned to look behind him, what appeared in his sight was already a bloody color.

In a few breaths, thousands of people had already died in the sword qi storm, and the cyan sword qi true dragon continued to wreak havoc.

The crowd in the rear was crying and fleeing in all directions, they were already frightened, in the face of this killing ability, mortals still had a way to live.

"Emperor, let them go......"

Xiao Nizi was really a little unbearable, so she had the courage to turn around and shout at Han Zheng!

Han Zheng raised his eyebrows, but then he showed a hint of a smile, and when he beckoned, the cyan sword qi storm swept back and re-entered the Yue Ying Sword.

One step at a time, and in the next moment, the person had already appeared beside Xia Keke on the shore, looking at the blood-colored ground more than ten meters away, but he snorted coldly.

"Go back and tell the Ten Ancestral Gods that I am waiting for them at the Imperial Palace in Kyoto, if not, I don't mind letting the Imperial Palace become a ruin!"

While speaking, the Yueying Sword returned to its sheath, and the voice was still echoing over the county seat, and Han Zheng had already taken Xia Keke into the air!

"Emperor, let's go see the emperor's little daughter, I heard that she is really a great beauty!"

"Okay, let's take a look, this Oriental No. 1 beauty ......"

The conversation between the two echoed in the sky, and the man had already rushed into the distance, and in a few moments, he disappeared into the sky.

Only a group of frightened people were left at the scene, and in just a few moments, thousands of people died.

Before, they were angry and wanted to avenge the Sword Saint, but now it seems that these people are all lambs to be slaughtered even in the eyes of Emperor Duozai.

"It's terrible, what kind of devil have we provoked, Sword Master, I can't even stop him with a punch!"

"I hope that the ten ancestral gods can kill the Qinglian Emperor, otherwise our Oriental nation will suffer huge losses. ”

"Why can't we have such a person, a strong man who can make us proud and worship!"

"Perhaps, in the beginning, our decision was wrong......"

……

After Han Zheng and the two left, the people who survived the scene also thought about the problem seriously.

After thinking about it, these people's hearts were full of worry and fear, and the strength of the Qinglian Emperor made them deeply in awe.

In fact, this is the servile nature hidden in the bones of this nation, and it is willing to be a slave in the face of the invincible strong.

The fact that the East is willing to have one more high-profile lackey in the face of country M is enough to explain the nature of this nation.

What the surviving people think, it is all cherishing and reverence for life, and at this moment, there is a fierce quarrel among the top leaders of the Oriental Kingdom.

"Junzaburo, you are pushing the entire country and the people into an irreparable situation, and I want to convene Congress to impeach you!"

In the Kyoto Diet Building, a middle-aged fat man slapped the table with a slap and stretched out his hand to point at Prime Minister Junzaburo opposite, trembling with anger.

Junzaburo, who was dressed in a suit, sat quietly on the sofa, bowed his head and quietly sipped tea, not paying attention to the other party at all.

"You send Aso-sama back to rest, remember, he is not allowed to set foot in the Diet for the past few days. ”

After putting down the teacup, Junzaburo looked up with a smile and looked at the angry middle-aged man opposite, revealing an intriguing smile.

"Originally, this time, if the Aso Sword Saint wins, I would rather step down and let the Aso family take charge of the country, but he is too weak, since he is dead, then your Aso family will have no value, go back to retire with peace of mind, don't be embarrassed when you come out!"

"Junzaburo, you are destined to become a national sinner, I advise you to think clearly, don't pull the whole country into the abyss......"

The fat middle-aged man, driven by two men, walked outside, angrily turned around and shouted a warning to Junzaburo, while the latter smiled sarcastically.

"Sinners of the nation, what do you soft bones know, if my Oriental nation wants to rise, I must do my best this time!"

And at this moment in the Emperor's Palace in Kyoto, the old emperor is sitting on the throne with a depressed face!

"They are playing with fire! Asomon, a sword master finally came out, and he died like this, this is burying our strong resources. ”

Just now, the old emperor had already watched the video on the mythological forum, and his heart was sad and horrified.

In particular, the simple and ordinary punch of Emperor Qinglian killed the pride of the entire Oriental nation, and there was no resistance at all.

When Emperor Qinglian was leaving, he left the sentence that he had to wait for the ten ancestral gods to come down in the Heavenly Emperor's Palace, otherwise he would level the imperial capital!

The most important thing is that the target of Emperor Qinglian turned out to be his youngest daughter, the little princess of the East, Mingyu Piaoxue!

Mingyu Drifting Snow is a national treasure of the entire Orient, recognized as the first beauty of the Orient, and also the heart of the old emperor.

"Father, let me greet Emperor Qinglian outside the palace! Piaoxue is eighteen years old this year, it's time to do something for the country and the nation!"

Just when the old emperor was melancholy in his heart, a gentle and gentle female voice came from behind, followed by a tall and plump girl wearing a traditional snow-white costume, who walked out from behind the screen.

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