No matter how smart and clever Ren Yan Fujiu was, he would never have imagined that the confrontation between these two peak martial arts masters with their true strength would end in just a blink of an eye. And the victory or defeat of this battle seems to be very obvious now-this No. 1 master of Ouchi, Lu Xiangyin, the supervisor of the Imperial Horse Supervisor, couldn't even take a single move under the strange old man who broke into the palace alone.

In fact, Lu Xiangyin, who was in the midst of this confrontation, was not as powerless as Yan Fujiu was in his eyes. At the moment when the two of them were staggered, Lu Xiangyin used the most proud move in the whole set of finger twisting soft palms - inextricably linked. This palm technique is to gather a high concentration of true qi compressed in the body, and on the fingertips that are flying at great speed, it turns into threads of true qi that are invisible to the naked eye. It's as if in front of his palms, he launched a transparent grid where true qi gathers, and with the speed of his body method that detonates his own meridians and stimulates to another level, it can really be described as a net of heaven and earth, and there is no way to avoid it!

However, although Lu Xiangyin's move has been integrated into his body's memory, and he has long been superbly brilliant after years of practice, he was still shocked head-on by Liu Banxian with an extremely unbearable "weapon" such as an iron crowbar. I also fell to the ground with blood spurting, and I didn't know whether I was alive or dead.

The reason is not complicated, Liu Banxian just poured his own true qi into the crowbar, and the body of the stick strengthened by the true qi naturally became indestructible. He flicked forward slightly, and the head of the stick pointed directly at the middle of the True Qi Grid pushed out by Lu Xiangyin's palms. The so-called strength to break the trick is this principle. Let you ambush on all sides, and I will move forward!

This iron rod finally lightly touched Lu Xiangyin's chest, at this time Lu Xiangyin's protective true qi has been completely broken, as long as the iron rod in Liu Banxian's hand gently probes forward, Lu Xiangyin, the second eldest of the "Three Masters of the Dao Palace", will be killed on the spot, and his old mentor Nanyang Zhenren will make amends.

The reason why Liu Banxian showed mercy to Lu Xiangyin's subordinates who made a killing move at the last moment was because he also knew very well in his heart that even if he didn't make a move, if he forcibly raised his true qi like Lu Xiangyin, he would definitely end up with all his meridians shattered and he would die of exhaustion. Even if he is a disciple of the deceased, leave him more time to arrange the future.

And the claw-like wound on Liu Banxian's chest was not injured by Lu Xiangyin's own hands. It's just that the moment he broke through the true qi grid with an iron rod, the skin and flesh were cut by the compressed true qi that spread out, and a small part of the qi invaded the meridians of his own body along the wound, and naturally he suffered some minor internal injuries.

Liu Banxian's injury itself is not serious, and under Sun Baizhi's careful care, it will naturally heal very quickly.

And Sun Baizhi, who had just sent Liu Zhi away, walked back to the bedroom in a daze. I just slept for two hours, and I was woken up by Liu Banxian, who was "going home from work".

"I heard from the junior apprentice outside the door that an internal official and eunuch just came?"

Sun Baizhi closed her eyes and made a "...... with her nose Hmm", and then turned around, apparently intending to continue to sleep.

"Do you know who you're going to see?"

Liu Banxian frowned after asking, because Sun Baizhi's snoring had already sounded. He saw that Sun Baizhi was really sleepy, and he didn't wake him up again, but just turned around and walked in the direction of the inner hall of the medical hall. As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Shen Gui's eyes wide, looking at the roof blankly.

"Boy, when did you wake up? How's the wound? ”

"I woke up early, and now I'm itching all over my body......"

"Then why didn't I see you arresting it?"

“…… You'll find out when you come and lift the covers. ”

Liu Banxian curiously stepped forward and lifted the quilt, only to see that Shen Guizheng was firmly tied to the bed board, like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, unable to move at all.

"Well, Sun Lao Er is still very meticulous in doing things. The healing speed of your wound is much faster than that of ordinary people, so the degree of itching is naturally far beyond ordinary people. It's just that it was bitten by many mosquitoes at the same time, and it was over after a while. ”

Shen Gui didn't even look at this old man who didn't have a backache when he stood and talked, he still looked like he was loveless, his eyes were wide open when he looked at the roof, and he didn't know what his mind was thinking.

And His Majesty the Emperor Yan Hunt of Youbei Third Road, after hearing Yan Fujiu's return yesterday, he didn't get angry. He just sat in his chair with a pale face and didn't say a word. It wasn't until the hour of the lantern that he came to the Yongling Hall where the tablets of the ancestors of the past generations were enshrined, and he didn't come out all night.

The next day, Tianming was supposed to be the usual day of the pilgrimage, but it was also canceled because of Yan Hunt's "self-closure of the mourning hall". Except for Liu Zhi, who was running for Lu Xiangyin's injury, the entire palace seemed to be in a frozen state. Although no one knows what happened that day, the hero's tomb outside the north gate has actually added more than 1,000 tombs.

Yan Zhan couldn't figure out why there were Heavenly Spirit Vein martial artists on this continent. Originally, he also knew that no matter how brave and strong an army he had cultivated, no matter how strong the city wall he had built, he would be as fragile as tender tofu in front of the Heavenly Spirit Vein martial artist.

But now, the martial artist of the Heavenly Spirit Vein who broke into the palace used practical actions to tell a fact that he didn't want to face: Together with the dragon chair he sat on, he, the true dragon son who came into being, and the Emperor of Youbei, who educated all the people, are also just meat on the chopping board of the Heavenly Spirit Vein martial artists. How many years he can sit on this throne depends on the face of the Heavenly Spirit Veiner.

This kind of posture of letting people eat meat is actually not unfamiliar in Yan Hunt's opinion. As the emperor, the financial power is in the hands of Li Deng, and the military power is in the hands of Guo Yunsong, and he is just a puppet emperor like a sound worm, which is just a sign that the symbolic meaning is definitely greater than the actual meaning. He has always believed that as long as it is Li Deng or Guo Yunsong, if anyone has the slightest intention of abolishing the emperor, then his body, the Ninety-Five Emperor, will immediately crumble; If these two old thieves unite and want to hold up a new emperor, it will be more difficult than bringing out a new Oiran from the South Market.

But this naked threat to his life was the first time he had encountered it, and it really scared Yan Hunt. For the first time, he really felt that the combat effectiveness of those tiger armor soldiers under his command was so ridiculous. Although the Taibai Guard, it also had the prestige of being the strongest army in the world.

For the first time, he also discovered that no matter how brave the generals under his command were and how well-equipped the soldiers were, they could not withstand the thoughts of the Heavenly Spirit Veiners.

From this point of view, who are the emperors in the world who are called lonely and widowed, who is not a joke?

How many Heavenly Spirit Veiners are there who are beyond the scope of human beings? And we, ordinary people, under this absolute gap, what is the point of the so-called efforts?

Yan Hunt, who realized the huge gap between ordinary people and the Heavenly Spirit Vein, was instantly knocked to the ground by reality. He calculated that Guo Yunsong, he and Li Dengming fought in secret; He wants to get rid of Shen Gui, he wants to unify Hua Yu vertically and horizontally; He's ambitious, he's ghostly; He has endured and swallowed his anger for 20 years, and he also has the ruthlessness and decisiveness to kill his favorite concubines.

But all this, in front of the Heavenly Spirit Vein, is as ridiculous as a child, so what have you been doing for so many years?

Just after Emperor Xuande knelt in the Yongling Hall for a day and a night, the crown prince Yan Tian suddenly came without a summons. He just whispered a few words to Li Qing, the head of the palace in front of the palace, and gently pushed open the door of the Eternal Spirit Palace. Ignoring his father's angry shout of humiliation and pain, he just stepped forward and whispered to Yan Zhan.

It didn't take long for Yan Hunt to loudly order Li Qing to pass on the meal, and grabbed the prince's hand again, and the two of them walked out of the gate of the Yongling Hall one after the other, until they came to the Dongnuan Pavilion. Yan Hunt didn't even let go of the prince's hand when he was eating. He gulped down the food and wine, and chatted with his eldest son about idle days. And the delicate and clear prince also coaxed Emperor Xuande, who was still very decadent, into a happy one, and even ate half a bowl more than usual.

And what made Emperor Xuande Yan Hunt turn his anger into joy was not that there were any capable people under the prince's sect who could kill the Heavenly Spirit Vein martial artist and sweep away the huge trouble in Yan Hunt's heart. Instead, he brought good news to his father and emperor that could solve problems.

The prince's whispers were actually telling Yan Zhan that according to the reliable information he received, the Tantric Living Buddha in Western Xinjiang and the Silent Sky Zen Master in Beiyan were both seated at an opening altar debate held a few days ago!

It's just the death of a monk and a lama, how can it make Yan Hunt turn his anger into joy and revive his ambition?

First of all, the two eminent monks are both monks who have become monks and worship Buddhas, and they are the protectors of Western Xinjiang and Northern Yan respectively. But the most important thing is that the two of them are both prestigious Heavenly Spirit Vein martial artists on this road!

At the beginning, Yan Hunt's hatred for the Guo family was transferred from Guo Yunsong to Guo Shuang, and then to Shen Gui at this time; And now, after that great humiliation, he also completely hated every Heavenly Spirit Vein martial artist.