Seeing Yan Liqiang's punch coming, where did the ghost king have the reason to be afraid, he didn't even think about it, so he punched over, and came hard with Yan Liqiang's eight-pole fist......

"Boom ......"

A loud bang echoed in the pine forest, and the snow on the ground under the ghost king's feet was shaken and scattered, flying snow all over the sky, and in that huge force, the ghost king was directly shocked by Yan Liqiang's punch and flew out, his whole body was full of qi and blood, his arms were numb, and he was taken aback.

And Yan Liqiang's whole person was like the shadow of the ghost king, rushing towards the ghost king tightly, and before the ghost king could breathe a sigh of relief, Yan Liqiang's second punch blasted over again, and the power of this second punch was even better than the first punch......

The ghost king, who had lost the opportunity, had to use his palms again to receive Yan Liqiang's punch.

The moment the fists and palms intersected, there was another "......boom", and the ghost king made a syllable similar to "zha" in his mouth, and his loose python robe suddenly bulged up like a balloon, and then it was instantly discharged, and the whole person fluttered lightly like a kite blown away by the wind and rose several zhang and flew back dozens of meters quickly, the speed was like electricity, and most of Yan Liqiang's terrifying fist strength was suddenly dissolved by him, and at the same time got rid of Yan Liqiang's bombardment again......

"Good kung fu ......" Yan Liqiang's eyes flashed, and he praised it in his mouth, the ghost king's stunt really opened his eyes, but he didn't chase the ghost king anymore, but as soon as his body moved, he flashed in front of Situ Fei, who wanted to bypass him to chase Hua Ruxue, and punched out again.

Situ Fei saw Yan Liqiang approaching him in an instant, and he was shocked when he saw Yan Liqiang's terrifying fist technique, and he was about to retreat without thinking about it, but where is Yan Liqiang's fist so easy to avoid, the ghost king has this ability, but it doesn't mean that he also has this ability, seeing Yan Liqiang's fist flying closer, Situ Fei roared, held a fan in both hands, and pressed towards Yan Liqiang's fist......

"Whoa...... With a sound, the cold iron steel fan in Situ Fei's hand and Yan Liqiang's fist touched, and they were scattered and shattered in an instant, Situ Fei's hands were drenched in blood, and he was shocked by Yan Liqiang's fist, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Situ Fei's mouth......

"Die!" A hoarse and ugly sound, like the sound of iron tiles scraping stones, appeared in Yan Liqiang's ears, but it was the ghost king who roared angrily and rushed over again, but in an instant, Yan Liqiang's front and back were densely layered, and everywhere was the shadow of the dazzling ghost king's transformed ghost claw soul snatcher......

Throat, chest, back, top of head, armpits...... Yan Liqiang's whole body was almost shrouded by the strange hands of the ghost king, and it was like a gust of yin wind blowing around him......

"Bang bang......" Yan Liqiang also changed his fist technique in an instant, his body flashed, and he fought fast with a fast fight, and the two sides fought more than ten times in an instant, and the last time, Yan Liqiang roared, "Open the ......", the fist wind was agitated, and the figure of the ghost king was forced to fly by Yan Liqiang's punch again......

Yan Liqiang didn't give the ghost king more chances this time, as soon as he took the lead, the whole person rushed forward like lightning again, and a fierce Wuyue Chaotian cone blasted towards the ghost king.

"......Boom" was another loud bang, the figure of the ghost king, like a cannonball, was bombarded upside down by Yan Liqiang, and the whole person was directly bombarded by Yan Liqiang into the Yuhua Pavilion, and after breaking a pillar of the Yuhua Pavilion, he knocked down the two stone tablets outside the Yuhua Pavilion, and stabilized his body at once......

"Booming ......", as one of the historic sites of Huizhou City, Yuhua Pavilion, just like this, collapsed all of a sudden.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, on this hillside, there was no longer Yan Liqiang's figure, the ghost king standing on a stone tablet had a stuffy chest, his whole body was agitated, a mouthful of blood had rolled to the side of his throat, and he swallowed it again, the ghost king's two hands were shrunk in his sleeves, trembling uncontrollably, and the powerful power that Yan Liqiang had just burst out like a mountain and a sea at the last moment almost exceeded the limit of the ghost king's secret method and body......

Intuitively, the ghost king felt that the cultivation realm of the person he had just fought with should not be in the realm of his own martial king, but for some reason, the power of that person's shot and the reaction speed of his body made the ghost king feel palpitations, and his body was instinctively afraid of colliding with that person......

Lu Tianxing, Situ Fei, who was embarrassed and bloodied, and the few remaining masters of the Nocturnal Turtle Army came to the side of the Ghost King, "See...... I have seen His Holiness ......"

"Who is that man?" said the Ghost King in a hoarse voice......

"We don't know, we received the news just now that we have besieged this place, and those rebels are about to be caught, but that person suddenly killed, and without saying a word, he killed us, and let a few rebels run ......away," Lu Tianxing opened his mouth with difficulty, "Now...... Why are you chasing it now......"

The ghost king looked at the corpses of the nocturnal ghost army on the hillside near and far, and then turned his head to look at the imperial court military horses that heard movement not far from the hillside and rushed here, he was slightly silent for two or three seconds, his fists clenched in his sleeves, and he could only pop out a word from between his teeth, "Withdraw ......"

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When Yan Liqiang left, he also pulled out the sword he threw from the trunk of the tree nailed to the person, leaving nothing at the scene, the imperial army of Huizhou City and many people in the city had been alarmed, he and the ghost king couldn't tell the winner for a short time, plus Hua Ruxue They had already left, so there was no need to continue to entangle with the people of the White Lotus Sect here, go ahead......

Silently returned to the room of the inn where he was staying, closed the door, took off the hood on his head and stuffed it into his baggage, hung up his long sword, Yan Liqiang lay on the bed, listening to all kinds of movements coming from the street outside the window, Hua Ruxue's delicate face flashed in his mind, and a series of questions also rose in his heart, the White Lotus Sect didn't know what was going on? The Imperial Capital City was already chaotic enough at the moment, Hua Ruxue was now being chased and killed by the people of the White Lotus Sect, why did she still run to this hornet's nest in the land of Gyeonggi? Could it be that Hua Ruxue didn't know that the people of the White Lotus Sect had gathered a large number of masters and were ready to do things in the land of Gyeonggi? What was she doing for throwing herself into the net like this......

Thinking about the flowers like snow, before he knew it, Yan Liqiang recalled all kinds of things with the flowers like snow that night, but found that he was shamefully hard......

After scolding secretly, seeing that the time was not early, Yan Liqiang, who had no intention of sleeping, simply got up and practiced the Yi Jin Washing Pulp Sutra in the room, Yan Liqiang practiced the Yi Jin Washing Pulp Sutra while recalling every detail of the fight with the Ghost King......

At dawn the next day, Yan Liqiang left the inn directly, rented a carriage in the city, and went directly out of Huizhou City to the Imperial Capital City......

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