Chapter 1386, this is the real pretending!

One is soft and rigid, and the other is domineering.

The two of them exerted their strength at the same time, and even the emperor dìdū was difficult to parry.

His body took several large steps back in a row, and then blood leaked from his mouth and mouth, looking miserable.

Defeated?

Will the invincible emperor of the world also be defeated?

Originally, everyone was looking forward to this moment. However, when it actually came, almost everyone could not believe it.

"The Emperor lost?" Redguard asked.

—Lord Almighty, thank you for your kindness. You have never failed your godly people. Jesus was busy making a cross on his chest again.

Qin Luo realized that the situation was wrong, and quickly ran towards the battlefield.

However, before he could run, Fu Fengxue's tall body suddenly fell backwards.

Bang –

His body slammed against the hard stone with a loud thud.

Then he remained motionless, like a dead body.

The bones of his hands were already broken, and when he attacked with his foot just now, one leg bone was broken again. I was physically exhausted, I couldn't support one foot, and finally I couldn't hold on anymore.

"There's only one chance." That's why he said this to the Dragon King. Because he knew very well that it would be difficult for him to organize a second attack. If they don't take advantage of the opportunity this time, then they won't have a chance again.

The Dragon King stood less than three meters away from him, and he obviously saw that Fu Fengxue couldn't hold on and was about to fall to the ground, but he didn't rush out to help.

He took the path of 'explosive punching', that is, he used all the strength in his body and killed with one blow. And the emperor and his path are the same. Explosive punch to explosive fist, the impact and rage of that internal strength is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Although he was not as badly injured as Fu Fengxue, his five organs were now displaced, his qi and blood were boiling, and his body seemed to be falling apart.

He couldn't move. As soon as you move, the tension in your body will be discharged.

Once it was released, he and Fu Fengxue would never be able to stand up again.

So, he has to hold on. Let the restless internal organs return to their places, and let the body's qi and blood calm down.

Fu Fengxue fell, and the next battle belonged to him.

Qin Luo ran to Fu Fengxue and stretched out his hand to probe the pulse, which was inaudible.

Without thinking about it, he immediately pulled the silver needle out of his sleeve. At this time, he couldn't take care of the problem of unhygienic disinfection, he held the silver needle, and the Guanyin hand of "Taiyi Divine Needle" was immediately cast, and a soft but majestic force immediately entered Fu Fengxue's body through the silver needle.

His body had been hollowed out, and now all that was presented in front of him was an empty shell. The emperor was so powerful that he couldn't hold back anything, so he could only use his last bit of strength.

Moreover, this kind of crossing force should not be too fast and too violent, so as not to impact his shriveled and damaged meridians.

Guanyin's hands are gentle on the surface and domineering on the inside, which is extremely suitable for treating Fu Fengxue.

Just cut the pulse, Qin Luo had already thought of a treatment plan for Fu Fengxue.

There is a specialization in the art industry, and in the field of medicine, Qin Luo is indeed more talented than others.

Sure enough, after Qin Luo used his own jīng qi to nourish, Fu Fengxue's face finally recovered a trace of blood. Although it is extremely light, it means that he has been pulled back from the ghost gate.

If Qin Luo didn't treat it in time, Fu Fengxue's body would become weaker and weaker, and then he couldn't open his eyes and never wake up again-

Actually, death is not such a difficult thing.

"Happy." The Emperor smiled.

Guffaw!

While laughing, he was still vomiting blood in his mouth.

It can be seen how much damage the dragon king and Fu Fengxue's up and down attacks have brought him.

"Happy." The Emperor roared. "Fu Fengxue, can't you stand up anymore?"

Fu Fengxue did not answer. He didn't have the strength to speak at all. I was able to reluctantly open my eyes because of Qin Luo's strength.

"Now, your opponent is me." The Dragon King said in a deep voice. After a short period of recuperation, his body finally returned to normal, and some minor discomforts were forcibly suppressed by him.

"It's a pity." The Emperor said. I don't know if it's a pity that Fu Fengxue can't stand up, or it's a pity that his opponent is only the Dragon King.

"Now, it's your turn to attack." The Dragon King said.

It's not that he doesn't want to attack. Who wants to give up the right to attack on their own initiative?

If you are the first to do the enemy, you may win the ultimate victory.

He couldn't attack.

The internal organs are not flat enough, the qi and blood are not stable enough, instead of taking the initiative to attack and blow up his shortcomings, it is better to stand in place and wait for him to attack.

At the very least, he could buy himself a little bit of rest.

"Good. Very good. The Emperor screamed. Then you can take my punch again. ”

"Roar—"

The emperor roared, and the buttons of his white shirt burst one by one, and the thin pieces of clothing were torn, and when the wind blew them, they flew in all directions.

He has an upper body, and the muscles on his body are well-proportioned and strong, but he is not as exaggerated as those bodybuilding coaches. The skin is rosy and fair, with hardly any scars.

This man, even if he strips naked, is still so handsome and handsome.

You are embarrassed to use words like Gao Fushuai to describe him, he is the 'Emperor of Warriors' and the 'Prince Charming'.

His body activated, as fast as lightning, and landed silently.

His left arm was raised high, aiming directly at the important parts of the dragon king's body.

As the distance approached, with the blessing of strength, the arm began to gradually thicken. The muscles in his arms trembled, as if they couldn't hold the force and were about to burst.

"Die." The Emperor roared.

The dragon king did not sit still.

He knew that if the emperor and Fu Fengxue were competing in moves and internal strength, then fighting with himself would be pure 'strength'.

He was a barbarian, and the emperor was clearly even more barbaric than he was.

The power contained in his fist can pierce a large stone, let alone a human body?

He also moved.

His hands clenched into fists, and a gurgling sound was heard.

When you feel your fists burn and almost burn, you push your fists out together.

Flaming Fist. The dragon king's fame stunt.

Explosive Punch. One of the emperor's killer moves.

Both of them exerted all their strength, and success or failure was in this move.

Boom –

The fists of the two collided together.

Oddly enough, this time the air flow was not pushed away and the air was not torn apart.

Even, both of them stopped where they were, and none of them were sent out.

They looked at each other and their fists met.

The difference is that the emperor comes out with his right fist, while the dragon king comes out with both fists to parry.

One second, two seconds, three seconds –

Suddenly, the facial muscles of both began to twitch at the same time.

The faster you pump, the more you go, it's like you're on a roller coaster.

Then, their expressions turned painful.

Thunderbolt -

There was a strange explosion sound. The bones of the two of them resounded, and the clothes on their bodies were almost stripped off.

Boom –

The powerful airflow flowed from the inside to the outside, and the bodies of the two were bounced out by the force that was not like human power.

Smack-

The dragon king's body slammed into a large rock, and only then did he stabilize his body.

He struggled to stand up, and as soon as he took a step, his facial features began to bleed, as if he had a huge poison in his body.

The Emperor's posture when he landed was not pretty, but his movements were much easier than those of the Dragon King.

He moved his neck and shouted, "Vulcan." ”

Vulcan arrived quickly, took out a white silk handkerchief from his pocket and handed it over.

The Emperor took the silk handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, as if he was cleaning before the door.

This man, the clothes on his upper body have been blown off, and the pants on his lower body have also blown out one big hole after another, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as ragged. But until now he has maintained a clean face and elegant appearance—

That's the real pretending.

Put the force into the bone.