The warehouse is divided into six areas, each of which stores different types of liquor.

Each area has an area of about 150 square meters, and rows of wine boxes are neatly arranged on steel shelves.

Three security guards lay sideways in front of a row of shelves near the wall, more than a dozen boxes on the shelves had been broken open, and a puddle of alcohol was running down the floor.

And the three security guards poured into the wine, there was not much blood flowing from their wounds, the blood was mixed with the wine, their faces were blue, and they were no longer breathing.

"Whoa!"

At the end of the shelf, there was the sound of glass breaking.

I saw a man in disarray, sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a wine bottle in his hand, his chest and clothes soaked with red blood, after throwing away the wine bottle, he touched the corner of his mouth with his hand, but a smile appeared on his face.

This person is none other than the Emperor of Martial Arts.

At noon, the battle between the Emperor of Martial Arts and Tang Yulan ended. After driving away, in the afternoon he hid alone in a no-man's land and swallowed his pain.

At night, he found the warehouse, broke the lock with his hand, and hid in.

Because his heart can't beat and his blood can't circulate properly, he has to expend a lot of energy and pain to replenish oxygen to his blood vessels and brain.

At night, thunderstorms roared.

The lights in the warehouse were also turned off. The Emperor of Martial Arts opened bottle after bottle of wine, and the cow drank it into his belly.

The liquor entered his throat, a flame grew in his lower abdomen, and the blood seemed to burn in his veins.

Then, the Martial Emperor stretched out his right hand, and the tendons and muscles of the entire palm kept trembling and rolling, and the nails of his thumb and index finger grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon exceeded three centimeters.

At this time, the lights of the warehouse came on, and the security guards patrolled back and forth in the warehouse.

Soon, the patrolling security guards spotted the Emperor of Martial Arts and shouted loudly, and the four security guards saw that he looked terrifying, and cautiously approached him.

The Emperor of Martial Arts is at a critical time related to life, and he can't let anyone affect him, he grabbed it with his left hand, and the ice cube condensed in his hand was directly shot out, except for one security guard, the other three were killed on the spot. The security guard screamed and ran out, frightened and frightened, bandaging the wound in the security room, in pain, remembering that Wenrun Liquor had joined the Chamber of Commerce Alliance, asked a few people one after another, found the contact information of the water chicken, and told the water chicken the news.

When the water chicken heard this, he hurriedly brought someone over, he found the security guard in the security room, came to the door of the warehouse with an umbrella, stepped on the stainless steel lock, looked at it by the light of the mobile phone, quickly hid back in the car, and called to report the news to the head of Tang.

During this time, the Emperor of Martial Arts used his fingernails to cut open the skin and muscles of his left chest, took a deep breath, held his breath, and his muscles tensed. He used his fingernails to remove the ice needle from his heart, and then the whole person was already sweating profusely, prostrating, and fainting in front of him.

After twenty minutes, the heart of the Emperor of Martial Arts began to beat again.

When they arrived, the Emperor of Martial Arts had just woken up, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his arms, let alone hear anyone outside the warehouse door.

At this time, if the water chicken rushed in with people, they could directly kill the Emperor of Martial Arts, but it was a pity that they missed the best opportunity because of fear.

The water chickens ran back to the car to make a phone call, and the strength of the Martial Emperor quickly recovered.

His heart resumed beating, and there was no longer any blockage in the meridians of his body, as if his mobile phone had received a signal, and he reconnected with this world, but in just two minutes, his trauma had fully recovered.

The Emperor of Martial Arts took another bottle of wine, drank it all, and after throwing away the bottle, he sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyebrows stretched at this time, and his expression was no longer in a trace of pain.

The Emperor of Martial Arts took a few seconds to recall the experience of today's fight, and secretly said that he was lucky. If Tang Yulan had a helper by his side, or if the Fallen Demon King insisted on waiting until the end to make a move, he would definitely die.

This day was the closest he came to death.

However, all this has passed, the strength is slowly recovering, and the momentum and confidence that look at the world also come.

Even if Tang Yulan came again now, he was not afraid.

Because the Emperor of Martial Arts will no longer take it lightly and give Tang Yulan a chance to take advantage of. Even if he is defeated, he can escape in time, and he has now regained the strength to save his life......

"Perhaps, it's time to return to the Wa Kingdom. Although he lost this competition, he had a lot of insights, and after the retreat pondered carefully, there should be a breakthrough to the next level......" The Emperor of Martial Arts was thinking about it, when a voice suddenly came from his ears.

"You, is Tiandao Yiming?"

The Emperor of Martial Arts raised his head sharply and looked left and right......

No one!

The voice just now seemed to come from all directions and fell on the ears, obviously very clear, but there was no source of the sound.

"Who?!" The Emperor of Martial Arts shouted loudly, and the sound waves spread layer by layer, and the wine boxes on the nearby cabinets were all cracked by the sound.

At the end of the two rows of shelves, a figure appeared, wearing a very ordinary white robe, the clothes were very clean, and the long black hair was scattered behind the shoulders, with an indescribable flowing feeling.

The Emperor of Martial Arts stared at the white-robed man with his eyes, and felt more and more that the person in front of him was as deep as the boundless night, and it was difficult to see through it, and he naturally had a mysterious and noble temperament on his body.

The white-robed man was the Prison Emperor, and when the Martial Emperor used the laws of heaven and earth to recover from his injuries, he felt the abnormal fluctuations in the energy between heaven and earth, and pursued it and found this warehouse.

"Your comprehension of the laws of heaven and earth is not thorough."

The Prison Emperor shook his head slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of regret in his voice.

"You...... Who? The Emperor of Martial Arts had already stood up, his nerves tense, and he was ready to fight.

"You killed Lu Ba and Zong Bai, right?" The Prison Emperor put his hands behind his back, and his voice was very calm.

But it was this calm voice that disturbed the induction between the Martial Emperor and Heaven and Earth.

The Emperor of Martial Arts suddenly felt as if he had left the warehouse and entered an unfamiliar place and environment.

"Yes." The Emperor of Martial Arts had a solemn expression and said, "You...... Be...... Is it the Prison Emperor? ”

The Prison Emperor frowned and said, "How can a peerless master like you stutter? After saying this, even he himself laughed bitterly.

Whether it is astronomy and geography, or Qimen Dunjia and history and humanities, there are very few things that the Prison Emperor can't figure out, but the stammering of Tiandao makes him unable to think of the reason, which really makes people feel a little ridiculous and incredible.

The Martial Emperor's face was pale, he didn't speak, just shook his hand, and the ice cube with the thickness of his forearm shot towards the Prison Emperor like a meteor.

The Prison Emperor smiled faintly, and with a flick of his right index finger, the ice Ling paused in the air, and then shattered into powder and fell down.

"You have the strength to kill Zong Bai and Lu Ba, you are indeed a difficult talent." The Prison Emperor's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "If you can change your nationality and become a Hanmin, I would like to let you go." ”

"What, what do you mean?" The Emperor of Martial asked coldly.

"During the reign of the First Emperor, Xu Fu sought the elixir of immortality, crossed the sea to the Wa Kingdom, and taught the indigenous people of the Wa Kingdom techniques such as farming, fishing, forging, and salt making, and worshiped their ancestors for the Heavenly Emperor. As a result, many people in the Wa Kingdom were of Qin ancestry. All the core members in Hell are Han Chinese, if you give up your identity as a Japanese person, change your nationality, and join the Han nationality, I am willing to grant you the title of Demon King. ”

After the Prison Emperor finished speaking, he looked at him with a smile in his eyes and waited quietly for a reply.

If the Emperor of Martial Arts agrees to change his nationality, it is tantamount to a complete betrayal of the Wa Kingdom, and then after he joins Hell, there will be no way out. From then on, he can only serve hell, and Tiandao Yiming is the belief of the Japanese people in martial arts, and after he changes his nationality, it must be a heavy blow to the Japanese martial arts world.

The Emperor of Martial Arts shook his head, his attitude was very resolute.

"It's a pity......" the Prison Emperor said, walking towards the Heavenly Dao step by step.

His pace was slow, but every step he took was ...... Falling in the eyes of Heavenly Dao Yiming, it was like ......

A high mountain is about to crash down!

This momentum will even tremble in the heavens and the earth.

The Emperor of Martial Arts was originally very familiar with heaven and earth, but at this time, he felt that all the breath in heaven and earth was oppressing him, and before he could make a move, he obviously felt a huge fear.

How can it be......

How could his strength affect the entire heaven and earth......

The Emperor of Martial Arts was shocked in his heart, his strength lay in the power of heaven and earth, and the strength of the Prison Emperor was obviously several grades higher than him, and he was dominating and controlling this side of heaven and earth.

In addition to the fear, the Martial Emperor found that the skin on the Prison Emperor's face was actually cracked one by one, and bones were visible in some places!

The Prison Emperor was already rejected by heaven and earth, and with the help of his own strong strength, he forcibly changed the laws between heaven and earth, causing the skin of the whole body to crack and the injuries to become more serious.

The Emperor of Martial Arts looked happy and secretly thought: "It turns out that your ability is also so reluctant to use it!" He clenched his fists and used the power of the law to increase the center of gravity of the entire warehouse.

The ground began to collapse downwards as if it had been repeatedly tamped, affecting the surroundings like a whirlpool.

The boxes on the shelves burst one after another, and even the wine bottles could hardly bear their own weight, and while bending the steel plates of the shelves, there was a loud bang and turned into slag, and the smell of wine immediately diffused.

But when he was close to the prison emperor, gravity seemed to be suppressed, and the wine crate stopped shattering and remained motionless.

Not only that, but when the Prison Emperor walked forward, it seemed that even the wine had stopped dripping, and it was suspended in the air, and the scene was very strange.

The gravitational magnetic field of the Emperor of Martial Arts was completely isolated by the Prison Emperor.

At this time, the Emperor of Martial Arts was surprised to find that when the Prison Emperor was walking, his feet were suspended more than ten centimeters above the ground, and he stepped into the air.

The Prison Emperor walked leisurely.

His pace is slow......

But this slow pace makes the Emperor of Martial Arts unable to see anything.

Perhaps this kind of slowness is a kind of performance of block to the extreme.

The Martial Emperor opened his mouth to say something, but before he could say a word, the Prison Emperor's hand was already pressed on his chest......