Ou Yangming pounced on Ju Erlang and swung his right fist straight towards the door in front of him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although this giant Erlang looks burly and bulky, his body is really vigorous, and with a flash of his body, he has dodged Ouyang Ming's fatal blow.

But this was not over, after Ju Erlang dodged Ou Yangming's fist, he kicked him fiercely.

The soles of his feet are also covered with dense steel spikes.

Bang!

Ju Erlang kicked on Ou Yangming's waist, but found that no matter how hard he tried, Ou Yangming didn't move.

Ou Yangming quickly clamped his right leg with his right arm, and his left hand slashed down with a knife.

Click!

Jujiro hugged his right leg and howled in pain.

Ou Yangming didn't let him go, but took advantage of the moment when he bent over, grabbed his neck again, and inserted his left hand into his back.

Poof!

His left arm came out through his chest, Ou Yangming pulled out his left hand, brought out a large piece of blood, and pushed Ju Erlang's head with his right hand, and Ju Erlang fell to the ground with a bang and died tragically.

"Senior brother!"

Ou Yangming turned his head to look at the sound source, but found a monk.

"If you kill my junior brother, I will make you pay for your blood debt today!"

After that, the monk's figure flashed, and four people rushed towards Ou Yangming.

"Huh!?"

Ou Yangming was shocked, he didn't expect this monk to integrate Qimen Dunjia into his martial arts, but he thought that this was Dongying, and it was not surprising that Dongying people liked to play this kind of trick to confuse the enemy.

Bang!

As soon as the monk slapped Ouyang Ming's chest, he found that his full blow had not broken his golden armor.

"Monk, haven't you eaten?"

Ou Yangming punched the monk's chest at an extremely fast speed.

Rumble!

The monk covered his chest, took a few steps back, and spat out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with fragments of internal organs. When he arrived, he knelt on the ground, his head knocked down against Ou Yangming, and he had no breath.

"Hey, it's time to kill the emperor. I really don't know what these Dongying think, and they dare to call the emperor. But after today, I can kill an emperor, and it's really exciting to think about it! ”

After saying this, Ou Yangming strode out of the Godless Palace, preparing to go ashore and go to the emperor's bedroom.

Just after nightfall, the emperor, who was pruning the flower arrangements in the dormitory, heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside.

"Oh no, Your Majesty. A guy in gold armor has entered the palace! ”

The emperor ignored the report of his guards, but continued to trim the flower arrangement in his hand unhurriedly. Every movement of the emperor is perfect, and every movement of his is contained in a profound martial arts attainment.

After a while, the flowers were finally planted. I saw the cherry blossoms blooming beautifully on the plum branches, which was daunting like moving flowers and trees.

"Your Majesty!"

The Emperor waved his hand at the guards and said, "Since the Fire Cloud Evil God has come to the Imperial Palace, it proves that Ju Erlang and the Phantom Saint Yixin have been killed by him. But after a big battle with the Fist God and the Absolute Divine Brother, how much internal strength does he have left? Even if his internal strength is still abundant, I am sure to kill him!! ”

Outside the palace, Ou Yangming was slaughtering Dongying soldiers, and every punch he threw would cause several people to burst all over their bodies.

However, there was still a steady stream of soldiers rushing towards him, and every soldier who rushed towards him would shout the slogan of Long Live the Great Dongying Empire. And Ou Yangming, who heard these slogans, was even more ruthless.

He had already made up his mind that he would kill as many as he could!

He has already practiced the golden bell jar to the twelfth level, and he can be refreshed without sleep for five hundred days, and his internal strength recovery is even faster, just one breath can replenish the internal force he consumes, and these are not hindered by his body at all.

The emperor is also a ruthless person, in order to let Ou Yangming consume more internal strength, he has been cowering in the palace. Regardless of the casualties of his subordinates, every time a group of soldiers died, he would immediately order another batch of soldiers to be transferred into the palace to consume Ou Yangming's strength.

The next night, Ou Yangming didn't know how many people he had killed.

He really admires this Emperor Toei now, he can be so ruthless, no wonder he can sit on the throne.

The soldiers he is killing now are already soft. Although he was not physically tired at all, he was very tired mentally.

Not the exhaustion of exertion, but the exhaustion of killing to disgust.

It is conceivable how many Dongying soldiers he has killed in the past few days to give birth to this feeling.

The blood on the ground mixed with broken bones and some unknown organs turned the front of the palace into a living hell.

The blood that had accumulated had reached his ankles, but the guys were still screaming and leading to death.

I really don't know what kind of ecstasy soup the emperor poured on them, making them look like they are mentally ill, which is really terrifying.

"What the hell! I don't play with you anymore!! ”

After Ouyang Ming exploded into a foul mouth, the figure rushed into the palace like thunder, smashing and overturning countless people along the way.

Rumble!

In the emperor's bedroom, Ou Yangming broke through the wall and entered.

"Huh! What about people? ”

After Ou Yangming came in, he looked around, but he didn't find the emperor.

"Rush! Protect Your Majesty! ”

He was stopped again by these Dongying people who were not afraid of death.

"Death to me!"

A punch blasted, a loud bang exploded, and those who dared to block his way were all shattered.

Ou Yangming casually grabbed a person who seemed to be the leader and asked, "Where is the Emperor?" ”

Unexpectedly, instead of answering, the man hit his head on Ou Yangming's Rakshasa mask, and kept punching and kicking Ou Yangming.

"You guys are crazy."

Click!

After saying that, Ou Yangming broke his neck and threw him aside.

"Hidden, huh? Lao Tzu slaughtered your palace today, like a lost dog, what kind of emperor should you be!! ”

The Emperor, who was staying in a bamboo forest, smiled after hearing Ou Yangming's loud cheers and said, "The Fire Cloud Evil God has already begun to become impatient, and by tomorrow morning, we will be able to close the net." ”

A man with an iron ladder in his hand beside him looked at each other and smiled at a guy who was neither male nor female.

Ou Yangming was in the palace, looking for the emperor one by one, and all the palaces he searched were all beaten into ruins by him.

The next morning, he came to a bamboo forest, and the entire palace had been bulldozed to the ground by him.

The Dongying Palace, which was originally magnificent, was turned into ruins overnight, and blood and broken bones flowed everywhere inside.

Strange to say, after Ou Yangming stepped into the bamboo forest, he found that those soldiers who were not afraid of death did not follow.

After he walked into the bamboo forest, he also smelled a strange fragrance.

But he didn't care, it was him who was not invaded, what was he afraid of?

One can be proud, but not arrogant, and trust that the emperor will give him a perfect lesson after a while, telling him that strength is not invincible, and wisdom is equally important.

Ou Yangming walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest, he had a hunch that the emperor seemed to be waiting for him.

Waiting for him to step into the trap that had been set up long ago, although Ou Yangming had a hunch, he was too confident in his golden bell jar.

He believes that in the current stage of the world, no one can break his golden bell jar, let alone kill him!!

Soon Ou Yangming saw a gazebo, in which was an old man wearing a yellow robe with a white beard.

The old man was holding his own scissors, engrossed in trimming the flower arrangement in his hand.

"Fire Cloud Evil God, you're finally here."