Countless flying autumn leaves shattered and turned into powder in the wind. Countless heaven and earth aura were carried, and the big waves crashed on the shore and crushed them.

The Saint King with a sunken chest returned, the Martial Flower Realm unfolded, and countless thin lines of the laws of heaven and earth were staggered and intertwined around, forming a huge net that swept towards Ao Feng Gu.

Above the nine stars, there is the emperor level, and the biggest difference between the emperor-level power and ordinary cultivators is the understanding and control of the laws of heaven and earth.

Ordinary martial artists, even if they are at the peak of the Nine Stars, as long as they do not cross that threshold, they will not be able to understand the laws of heaven and earth, and they will not be able to compete with emperor-level powers.

Countless laws of heaven and earth represent the rules of heaven and earth, and only the laws of heaven and earth can oppose them. And Ao Fenggu now, without the realm of cultivation, he can't control the laws of heaven and earth like an emperor-level power.

The web of laws is coming. How can Ao Fenggu resist? He didn't retreat, he grabbed the hilt of the god-killing sword, and the sword was unsheathed an inch, but he pressed it back into the sheath.

Ao Fenggu let go of the hilt of his sword and punched forward. The branches and leaves of the ancient Bodhi tree trembled lightly and made a rustling sound, as if countless silkworms were gnawing on mulberry leaves.

The majestic aura of heaven and earth frantically drilled into Ao Fenggu's body, along the meridians around him, and poured into his right fist.

A punch comes out. There is no fist style, no fist intent, just a simple punch, just like the gradual single beat before.

The net of the laws of heaven and earth suddenly broke, and countless cracks appeared in the Martial Flower Domain of the Holy King, and then the Martial Flower Domain suddenly collapsed, like an air bag that had been dragged into the bottom of the water, unable to withstand the water pressure and bursting.

The Holy King's pupils shrank suddenly. In his eyes, the reflection of the fist grew larger. It's totally crushed.

The earth emperor is powerful, and the aura of heaven and earth under his control is very majestic, but it is limited after all, compared with the aura of heaven and earth mastered by Bodhi Gumu, it is like a mountain stream facing the river and the sea, and it is not the same level at all.

Only then did the Holy King realize that what Ao Fenggu said before was the truth. Bodhi Gumu really became his martial tree, and he did let Takeda be outside.

The Holy King was reluctant, so he was angry, but when the fist came to him, the anger turned to horror, the horror of death.

The next moment, a spiderweb-like crack appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and then, his eyeballs protruded, and the entire skull exploded, and the skull fragments mixed with black blood and white brains flew out and splattered on the ground behind him.

Large streams of blood erupted from the neck of the headless corpse, and the blood stained the huge phoenix wings red. Blood stained the ground beneath his feet, and the headless body of the Holy King fell in a pool of blood, his limbs twitched twice, and then he stopped moving.

Kill with one hit. None of them reacted. There was a dead silence again, and people even forgot to breathe.

Ao Fenggu put away his fist, didn't look at the Holy King again, turned around, and walked into the crowd. No one expected that the Lord of the Holy Courtyard would be smashed in the head by his punch like this.

A moment later, the people on the street cheered, and the shouts were like a tide, resounding throughout Wudi Mountain. The branches and leaves of the ancient Bodhi tree swayed slightly, rustling, as if singing a cheerful song.

Everyone in the world knows that the Holy King is very strong, and when he came to Emperor Wu Mountain, many people thought that he would wash the Martial Academy in blood, just as Emperor Gui Lai did a hundred years ago.

No one thought that he would fail, and no one thought that he would be defeated in the hands of Ao Fenggu, and the defeat was so direct and complete.

The Holy King came with great anticipation, but he didn't even enter the gate of the martial academy, and he became a corpse. Unlike those people, the students and teachings of the martial arts academy are clear

The meaning of the word "Earth Emperor" also knew the power of the Holy King, so when Ao Fenggu bombarded the Holy King's head with a punch for a long time, he didn't react to what had just happened.

Or rather, they don't believe it subconsciously. Ao Fenggu looked at the sluggish students and teachers, frowned slightly, and said, "Can you let me?" The students in front of them subconsciously let a way out.

Ao Fenggu walked into the crowd, walked through the martial arts courtyard, and disappeared into the back mountain. After a long time, the teachers and students of the Martial Arts Academy were still frozen in place.

The old janitor walked over, came to the body of the Holy King, looked at it carefully, and then turned around and said to everyone,

"He's dead." The people on the street rolled their eyes. Isn't this nonsense, the head is gone, can it still live?

Qi Bo walked out of the crowd, looked at the corpse of the Holy King, was silent for a long time, and said, "The Divine Soul didn't have time to escape. "The body is dead, the soul is gone.

There is no more holy king in the world. The corners of Hong Liangliang's mouth twitched,

"No, it won't, right?" Rukawa rubbed his eyes,

"I probably didn't sleep well, go back and lie down for a while." As he spoke, he turned and left. Some people turned around and left silently, some looked at the corpse of the Holy King, and some looked at the mountain behind the martial courtyard, with very complicated emotions in their eyes.

The mountain protection array was broken, the first swordsman Mo Xi died thirty years ago, the Holy Courtyard Qu Ni Yan and the Holy King both died, and the ancient Bodhi trees rose from the ground, covering the four wilds, enveloping the entire Martial Academy and even the Martial Emperor City under the mountain.

There are so many things going on today that people won't be able to accept it for a while. But as far as the Martial Academy is concerned, these are good things after all.

Being able to kill the Holy King in seconds, when facing a strong person at the level of the Beast King and the Elf King, Ao Fenggu must also have a great chance of winning.

Unless the Phoenix Lord comes, in today's Kyushu world, who can still win Ao Fenggu? People looked up at the figure in the black uniform on the mountain road, and only after he had completely disappeared did they withdraw their gaze.

"I want to drink." A martial arts student said. The student on the side chimed in, "I want to drink it too." ”

"But the rules ...... the hospital"

"Isn't it just a board? How can you celebrate without drinking? ”

"Reasonable."

"Go together, go together." Because of the rapid growth of the ancient Bodhi tree, the mountain behind the martial arts courtyard has undergone great changes, the iron room was flattened by two huge tree roots, and a crack also appeared in Ling Bo Sakura's cabin, and in the cave in the back mountain, part of the bookshelf was broken, and I don't know how many books fell down and scattered on the ground, Ao Fenggu looked at these books, thinking that if the third senior brother came back, he would definitely be furious.

Ao Fenggu looked at a huge tree root passing through the cave, and said with a slight annoyance: "Can't you grow it well, you have to root it here." "The leaves of the ancient Bodhi tree trembled lightly and rattled, and I don't know what it means.

"Whatever it is, you're the one who got it anyway." Ao Fenggu walked out of the cave and went to the cliffside of the ancient pine again, fortunately the wooden house was not affected, and after a simple cleanup, he returned home.

Huang Bingyu sat in the courtyard, under her was a rattan chair, slowly swaying, her eyes closed, already asleep, the late autumn sun through the branches and leaves of the ancient Bodhi tree, falling mottled light and shadow on her.

Ao Fenggu walked into the house, made two bowls of omelet noodles, sprinkled some green onions, and brought them to the courtyard, Huang Bingyu smelled the fragrance of noodles, opened his eyes, sat up, took chopsticks and began to eat noodles.

Ao Fenggu also picked up chopsticks and ate noodles. The noodle soup is slightly white, and the green onions are fragrant. Ao Fenggu picked up a piece of fried egg and put it in the bowl of Huang Bingyu, Huang Bingyu sucked his face, the corners of his mouth gradually curled, and he laughed.

Ao Fenggu also laughed. (End of chapter)