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Inside the main hall, there was a dead silence.

Dara was kicked by Qing Tai, and her body roared and directly collapsed half of the wall, this scene made the corners of those teachers' mouths throb, the wall with a history of more than 1,000 years! It's ruined several times!

The ancestors and the ancestors are above, and our younger disciples have no words to see the ancestors!

But now, they don't have time to care about these things outside of them.

Everyone's eyes looked at Harita with an indifferent face.

There was silence in the hall, only the sound of Dara breaking his arm and crying blood.

The teachers swallowed desperately and couldn't say a word, even the most stable and detached Huiyi was a little stunned. What do they see?

The strong man in the teacher, the great master of the Imperial Fist Temple, Dara Teacher, was actually cut off an arm by this hairy boy with one blow, no, it was obviously the other party waterproof, after that move, Qing Tai could kill Dara very easily, but he was so disdainful to kick him aside like a dead dog.

It's a contempt!

Contempt from psychology and strength!

A giant dragon never cares what the ants think, but he will not allow the ants to ride on his head!

Whew-!

Whew-!

Dara struggled to lift the rubble, and several people next to him hurriedly helped him up.

Because of the severe pain of the broken arm, large drops of cold sweat dripped from his head, and mixed with it, there were blood, flesh, and even white bones dripping together.

The scene was terrible to the extreme.

But what they don't know is that next, the scene will be even more tragic!

The secret method of the Imperial Fist Temple made the cultivator have strong body control, so soon, Dara stopped the bleeding, and this scene seemed a little weird.

Darra's face turned pale, and she looked like she had been devastated.

He's defeated!

There is no doubt about it, it is a complete defeat!

The old monk Huiyi was also stunned and confused.

As an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years, in the Imperial Fist Temple, he is transcendent! In the entire empire, except for the emperor and those powerful ministers, he is high!

But at this moment, his detached mentality is a little confused.

Could it be that this kid relied on his strength to recover this Jigulas wolf?

Before, he easily recognized Dabai's identity, a juvenile Jigulas wolf, ranked below the king. He only thought that it was Haruma's luck that regained Dabai, of course, this 'good luck' and Haruma's 'good luck' are not the same thing at all.

Harita saved Dabai from that black dragon!

And later, he killed a king-level black dragon with his own strength!

Looking at the past and present, there are actually not many people who can match it!

It was quiet in the field.

No one spoke.

Qingtai looked at the old monk Huiyi with a hint of playfulness.

I always feel like I look like those villains?

But so what?

Occasionally, he doesn't mind taking some of the more extreme measures to achieve his goals. Everyone has some dark side in their hearts, and killing people for their own benefit is just one of them.

Today, he has settled on this Huangquan Temple!

"Donor..... be forgiving and forgiving—" Huiyi was about to speak, but was interrupted by Qingtai.

"Old monk, I won't force you, hand over the cheats of the Emperor Fist Gate, everything is easy to say! Otherwise, I will collapse the mountain gate of this Huangquan Temple today! ”

Huiyi's chest rose and fell violently a few times, and his originally somewhat sad face became worse and worse, and after slowing down, he let out a long sigh, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Then, let me learn the skills of the donor!"

Harita didn't answer, and as soon as his body moved, he disappeared from the spot, and in the next second, he had already appeared on top of Huiyi's head, and the blade slashed down.

Disheveled-!

Huge cracks appeared in the ground, spreading sharply forward.

If you make a move, you will be killed!

However, the next scene also surprised him a little.

"Void law-!" The corner of Qingtai's ear, a low murmur sounded, his heart screamed badly, and the blade turned around and stopped in front of him.

Rumble-!

The old monk's shriveled hand lightly hit the knife, but the next moment it burst out with terrifying force, and with a bang, Harita was knocked away, the roof of the hall was broken, and the rubble was splashed everywhere.

Huiyi's body is like a light swallow, landing gently, waving his clothes, without a trace of dust.

The teachers were first surprised, and then overjoyed.

Huiyi Teacher is indeed the most unfathomable person in the Huangquan Temple! The blow just now, a light shot, was shattering, and it was already a manifestation of practicing the Imperial Fist to the pinnacle!

Just when they are happy.

Rumble-!

Harita's figure was accompanied by white light, smashed open the roof, and fell from the sky, the ground under his feet sank, and the hall shook three times.

His face was a little ugly, and the sound of a click came from his hand.

The knife synthesized with alchemy, broken!

The knife, which was made of countless metals, was shattered by Huiyi's light punch!

This made Haruta a little disappointed.

The knife, for some swordsmen, is a second life! It's a best friend!

Haruma, who has experienced the hustle and bustle of modern times, naturally doesn't have such a state of mind, but it's still a bit of a shame for a weapon to be broken by the enemy. Naturally, there is also a reason for the mismatch between the knife and the strength.

In the face of a world with supernatural powers, a mortal sword is still a little useless after all.

When this matter is understood, it seems that it is time to find the emperor of this world! There is only something that must be in line with the emperor's nature, and for this, Qingtai is a little scoffing.

One person can only control one recognized imperial tool? Isn't that the same as being dominated by weapons? It's not so much a powerful human being as a powerful emperor!

To get back to the point, now, Haruta must finish this matter first!

What he asks for is not the Imperial Fist, but something after the Imperial Fist!

From the booklet that I got before, coupled with my understanding of the original book, Harita actually has a guess, that is, the Imperial Fist Temple, a thousand years ago, may not have been called this name at all! The word 'emperor' was simply made up by the ancestor of the sect and the founding emperor!

And the word 'fist' is more interesting, this word may just be a disguise!

From those disciples he encountered before, to these teachers in front of him, plus the four Rakshasa ghosts who may be far away in the capital now, Harita has discovered an interesting thing. That is, the people of the Huangquan Temple seem to be better at physical training than boxing!

For example, the unlucky Dala teacher just now, his body has skyrocketed by a small half! What the hell is this because of the cultivation of boxing? Have you practiced the boxing technique into a bone shrinking technique? ....... forehead, it may be more appropriate to use bone enhancement here.

There are also the moves of the Rakshasa Four Ghosts who control their bodies at will, which is even more awesome than the paper paintings in the pirates!

Judging from various performances, the Huangquan Temple may be better if it is renamed the Refining Body Sect.

Whew-hoo!

Haruta exhaled lightly, looked at the knife in his hand that had turned into a pile of fragments with a little regret, and then in the stunned eyes of everyone, he stretched out his hand, and a brand-new knife appeared out of thin air.

Blinded?

Even Huiyi was a little confused now.

Judging from the previous battles, what Qing is good at should be knife skills, in terms of fists and feet, it is estimated that any person here can beat him, so, for such a person, the knife is very important!

Therefore, Huiyi, who smashed Qingta's weapon with a slap, said that he was very complacent.

Without weapons, look at your arrogance?

But who the hell would have thought that there was such a thing as system space in the world?!

"Well, I'm getting more and more interested in the Imperial Fist now!" A strange smile hung on the corner of Haruma's mouth, "So, next, I'm ready to use all my strength!" ”

The crowd didn't know why.

Harita received the knife to the lower left side, lowered, the center of gravity of the body also drooped, the body made a charge, a silver-white light flickered, invisible fluctuations spread, the surroundings began to vibrate, and gradually, the main hall also began to shake.

Buzzing-!

There was an unidentified agitation in the air.

Da Bai roared softly, and retreated back with fear in his eyes.

"Not good-!! Stop him! Looking at Harita's indifferent and cold expression, Huiyi exclaimed and pounced at the same time.

"It's --!! late" Haruma snorted coldly and swung her knife forward.

The next moment.

I only heard a boom, and a terrifying wave spread to the extreme, and the ground under Qingtai's feet cracked a huge crack, and then, a flash of sword light pierced the main hall and shone in the world.

When the sword light roared, Qing Tai sighed lightly.

"Infinite sword system plus superpowers, it seems that I am really the biggest coercion in the world!"

The next moment, in the stunned eyes of Huiyi and a group of teachers, and many onlookers outside the main hall who were eating melons, the hall with a history of thousands of years collapsed under the terrifying sword light.