"Instructor Ruan, is there any place you can't stay?"

"Hmm"

"Instructor Ruan, when did you sneak under the train?"

"Hmm"

"Instructor Ruan, can you stop saying a word all the time?"

"Hmm"

The train rumbled forward, the train driver had been replaced by a Cultist of the Creation Saint Sect, and at this moment the speed had been increased to the fastest, and the train was running at high speed, Li Mingjun and Ruan Qiu had the above conversation, and finally Li Mingjun said helplessly: "Let's go up." ”

"Hmm"

Li Mingjun hooked his toes hard, Li Mingjun and Ruan Qiu were like two goshawks, swinging back into the carriage, people in the air, the two of them separated abruptly, and rushed straight to the eight guards in the carriage who were fighting with Mark.

The military thorn in Ruan Qiu's hand turned into a flash of black lightning and directly nailed into the back of one of the guards, and at the same time, Li Mingjun also smashed the head of another guard with one palm, and blood flew everywhere.

This time it became hasty, two of the eight guards fell, and the formation was immediately broken, Mark drove straight into it like lightning, and with a palm, one of the guards in front of him, whose head was pressed by this Taishan, slapped into the neck cavity, and immediately hummed and fell to the ground and died.

The three great masters of transformation power, like hungry tigers devouring sheep, killed eight guard masters in an instant, while the rest of the cultivators of the Creation Holy Sect, when they saw that the shape was wrong, let out a shout, and jumped out of the window in unison.

Mark and the others did not chase after them, and the special forces of more than one regiment outside were chasing and rounding up, and it was strange that these people could escape, and the three of them quickly cleared the time bomb on the top of the train, and then jumped on the top of the train and surrounded the emperor in a ring.

On the top of the train, Wang Xiaoshi seemed to have been immersed in some kind of mysterious realm, his shots were even more strange and crazy, and his fists and tricks were even more imaginative, and there was no trace to be found.

The move is Tai Chi, and it turns to Baji Boxing halfway, but the move becomes Lost Trace Boxing, occasionally twisting the waist and stretching the hips, dancing the hula, the wind is burning, the skin strands, and the knees. The shoulders and head have become weapons to attack the emperor, and there seem to be thirty-six more fists all over the body, like a windmill attacking the emperor in turn.

This kind of weird attack, not to mention that the emperor is in a difficult situation, even if Feng Yinxue, Li Mingjun, Cui Fierce and others who are watching see it, they can't help but feel a chill down their spines, and they admire the emperor even more.

He was able to defend and attack under Wang Xiaoshi's demonic storm-like attack, and he was not in a hurry, and he really deserved to be the number one master in China.

Surrounded by a heavy siege, all his subordinates died tragically, and the emperor fell into a strange state instead, punching and kicking, unhurried, stretching, heavy but light and meandering.

Rao is Wang Xiaoshi's eccentric elf, full of changes, but he is as steady as Mount Tai, biting Wang Xiaoshi's fists and feet, Wang Xiaoshi is helpless for a while.

The train roared to the north, several masters surrounded him, Wang Xiaoshi and the emperor were shocked to forget about death, and after more than two hundred moves, the two of them rolled over, and the sweat on their bodies was like a rainstorm wet, sticking to the clothes of the two.

Feng Yinxue has a horizontal sword in her chest, but her heart is so dead, don't look at Wang Xiaoshi's hippie smile, her face is relaxed and comfortable, but Feng Yinxue knows that except for the legendary Zeus, no one can easily catch the emperor's shocking fists and feet.

Wang Xiaoshi is no exception.

When it came to the realm of Wang Xiaoshi and Huang Tiantian, a punch and a kick contained thousands of catties of huge strength, like a heavy tank, everywhere they went, flesh and blood turned into mud, bones turned into slag, no matter who was hit by whom, they were worried about their lives.

Feng Yinxue was very worried, even she didn't know when she began to have concern for this thief and rogue man, and even Feng Yinxue herself didn't feel this concern.

Perhaps, it was at the moment of the explosion that Wang Xiaoshi, who was full of lust, hugged his life in order to take advantage of the last handful, and felt the shyness of Wang Xiaoshi's thick and strong chest muscles in his back.

Perhaps, it was the funny and shameful shame of this bad man who peeked at the slender bath with a chest sign in the slender building, but was found out and fled in the wilderness, or maybe earlier, Phoenix Mountain suddenly saw the surprise and admiration of Ma Ta Feiyan.

All in all, at this moment, even Feng Yinxue herself didn't realize that she had an unconcealable concern for this bad man with a bad smile on his face.

In such a fierce battle, even if Huang Jingtian and Wang Xiaoshi are strong, they will be tired, and once they are tired, there will be negligence and mistakes, and for the two of them, as long as the other party makes any mistake, it is the death of the other party.

Wang Xiaoshi understands this, Huang Jingtian also understands, Cui Meng and Feng Yinxue both understand.

The density of the bones and muscles of the god-level master's body has reached an incredible level, like the toughest high-strength alloy, and when it reaches the realm of Wang Xiaoshi and Huang Jingtian, even if he is stabbed a few times with a military stab, or even pierced by a bullet, as long as he does not hurt his heart and brain, he will not die.

However, this does not mean that the two of them will not die, and when they encounter the bombardment of a master of the same level, as long as they punch and kick, they can blow each other up and become a pile of minced meat.

Ruan Qiu and Mark were obviously nervous, Ruan Qiu's black and thin body was lying on the ground, his limbs were tightly attached to the top of the train, his hands and feet were curled up in an abnormal posture, his waist was hunched like a string, and the short hair on his head stood up one by one, like a leopard in a hunting state, as long as Wang Xiaoshi was in any danger, he would rush forward in a decisive posture.

The same is true of Mark, as far as they are concerned, the life of the leader is a thousand times more precious than his own, and every vulture mercenary is proud to sacrifice for the leader.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the emperor's shocking fist, wrapped with a layer of black Gang Qi airflow, became a giant fist, and smashed down on Wang Xiaoshi's head, in the air, like a muffled thunder rolling through, rumbling, it is hard to imagine that a mortal human being can actually burst out with this terrifying lethality similar to the arrival of heavenly power.

"Good time!"

Wang Xiaoshi shouted, a real master, at this moment, he burst out with the purest power.

He cheered, with the momentum of one hand, he slapped a palm to meet the emperor's shocking fist, the palm muscles were slightly agitated, and there was a sound of knocking, like a baby's heart beating, but it was as strong and powerful as thunder, and the whole palm was more than twice as large, black and terrifying.

Brahma Tibetan Mudra Mahamudra Second Formula Heaven Falls!

This is Wang Xiaoshi after learning the Brahma Tibetan Mudra, he was forced to use the second move, that day in the jungle of South Vietnam, even against the four Skywalkers, he did not use the second move.

The six forms of Brahma, one is that the world is turned upside down, the second is that the sky collapses, the third is that the heavens are destroyed, the fourth is earth-shattering, the fifth is that the heavens are falling apart, and the sixth is the opening of the heavens and the earth.

These six styles represent Wang Yanru's highest martial arts, and each move originally had a very Zen name, but Wang Xiaoshi was not majestic enough, and when he was twelve years old, he proudly changed the names on those ancient Buddhist scriptures to these six majestic tricks.

In his opinion, whatever I heard, the Brahma book Bayeux is all bullshit, and it can't make the enemy frightened at all, this Brahma Six Styles was originally a national art of killing, and polite words such as great compassion and compassion are all avoided.

Brahma Tibetan Mudra does not pay attention to tricks, but pays attention to the way of force, all rely on strength to hit people, one move is more vicious than the other, the power of the second type is more than twice as strong as the first type, and the power of the third type is twice as powerful as the second type, and so on.

Legend has it that if someone cultivates the sixth form, he can shatter the void, soar in the daytime, and become a first-class figure of the legendary immortal Buddha.

Of course, this is probably just a legend, and it is said that Shakyamuni, who had cultivated the sixth form, only lived to be 80 years old before attaining nirvana.

With Wang Xiaoshi's current realm, even if he squeezes out the strength of his body, he can only use the third type of heaven and earth destruction, and now he has been fighting for a long time, and he has sent away his temperament, so he simply shouted violently, and used the second type of heaven and earth to collapse.

This palm was slapped, and there was a loud explosion in the void, as if a ton of explosives had exploded, with Wang Xiaoshi as the center, a white cyclone of Gang Qi visible to the naked eye spread to the surrounding void, and wherever the raging tide went, it was as sharp as a sharp blade.

Li Mingjun, Wang Shenggao and Ruan Qiu all lost their eyes, and couldn't help but retreat again and again, not daring to meet Wang Xiaoshi's fist head-on, Cui Meng and Feng Yinxue, their faces also changed color, and they swung their swords together, reducing Wang Xiaoshi's damage to Gangfeng.

The emperor shocked the sky and saw Wang Xiaoshi's fist, his face suddenly changed color, he didn't expect that the two of them had been fighting for so long, Wang Xiaoshi actually had a trick to press the bottom of the box was useless, roared wildly at the moment, closed his fist, sat on his waist, sank the horse, formed a fist frame sitting on Jinluan, and then swung out with a punch, and in an instant, the eight styles of the soldier were combined into one and bombarded out.

Flat world!

Just as Wang Xiaoshi hides the big mudra of Brahma Tibet, Huang Jingtian also has a life-saving big killing move, although this move is just a bland punch in the world, but the arch of the foot is in the shape of a knife, the head is in the shape of a hammer, the legs are in the shape of a whip, the fist is in the shape of a cannon, and the arm is in the shape of a stick.

The momentum around him is noble and solemn, awe-inspiring and inviolable, as if the world is all against it, the rebels have become a beacon of fire, and the emperor is sitting in the imperial court, and his eight soldiers and horses are carried by the sky, and the soldiers are pointing and invincible.

Although Wang Xiaoshi is extremely evil, this emperor is shocking, and he is definitely not a weak person, just this move can level the world, and he can almost kill the great masters below the god-level master in seconds.

Feng Yinxue and Cui Meng both felt awe-inspiring, no matter how powerful Wang Xiaoshi's Brahma Tibetan Mudra is, they didn't want to defeat the Emperor with one palm, did these two people have to fight to defeat both of them?

Sincere!

At this moment, an extremely strange voice sounded, the wind was entangled, flying sand and stones, everyone's eyes widened in surprise, and when they saw the scene clearly, they couldn't help but open their mouths wide.

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