Chapter 516: Three Punches

"Take my three punches, if you don't die, this seat will let you leave." Xueli said indifferently.

The man in white was none other than Zhuang Shu.

His injuries looked serious, and it was clear that Fang had suffered a lot from the battle.

"What if I say no," looking at the blood, Zhuang Shu said calmly, "Take a half-saint three punches, and I don't have that strength yet." ”

"Pick it up, die! If you don't take it, you will die!" "If you don't have that strength, then don't do anything that requires me to come out in person." ”

Smiling helplessly, Zhuang Shu said, "It seems that I really shouldn't be curious to follow you." However, I wondered how Your Excellency knew it was mine, I had never made a move, and I had never shown up. ”

Xueli didn't make a sound, but glanced at Zhuang Shu lightly, and then clenched his hands into fists, and rushed out with a low shout.

The fierce and domineering fist swept like a dragon, and swept Zhuang Shu in an instant with an incomparably terrifying and fierce attack.

With a muffled snort, Zhuang Shu couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of thick blood.

His face was also much whiter.

Although he said that he would not accept the bloody three punches, he knew in his heart that if he did, he might die. If you don't, you will die.

"Your Excellency's boxing technique is full of killing intent and anger, such a method, bullying a person who has not been a new martial king for a long time, is inevitably a little too much. An old man walked out of the crowd, looked at the blood with an indifferent expression, and said, "This is the imperial capital, if the two of you have any personal grievances, it is best to go elsewhere." ”

He glanced at the old man with a calm expression, and said lightly, "Why, the people of the Martial Arts Union dare to meddle in my affairs?" If you don't know what to do, I don't mind the same as back then, and bring your union to the bottom. ”

The old man was dressed in gray, and the word "Wu" was printed on his chest.

"You!" a hint of anger appeared on the old man's face, "Who are you!, dare to be disrespectful to my martial arts union!"

"If you want to know the name of this seat, let your president ask it himself!" said in a bloody voice, "It's up to you, you don't have that qualification yet." ”

"What a big breath," another strong man said coldly, "Your Excellency, don't be arrogant, just be ashamed to speak out here." If you anger our warrior union, you won't have any good fruit to eat. ”

This strong man is the person next to the old man, and the clothes on his body are also printed with the words of the warrior union.

Xueli glanced at this person lightly, and Li didn't pay attention to him, but looked at Zhuang Shu, bent his legs, and shouted in a low voice again, "Half a step in the world!"

Endless fist strength and fist wind swept in all directions, like a surging river falling from the sky and crashing towards Zhuang Shu.

Without thinking too much, Zhuang Shu hurriedly stopped the broken sword in front of him, puffed up the qi, blood and momentum of his whole body and snorted, and looked at the punch with a solemn gaze.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the rocks flew everywhere.

A figure, with a soaring blood practice, flew out upside down.

"Leader!" I saw several men with swords in white rushing out of the crowd, and while catching Zhuang Shu, they all drew their long swords and guarded against blood.

"Whew!" The fist was calm, and the blood looked at Zhuang Shu quietly, "It's not bad, it's better than the average martial king." ”

Zhuang Shu took a deep breath, wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, picked up the guards in front of him, looked at the blood solemnly, and said, "Your Excellency, who is it?" ”

"Yan's Long Fist, that's Yan's Long Fist!" someone in the crowd exclaimed, "He's Yan Yin!"

"You're blind, how can it be Yanyin. How could Yan Yin be a middle-aged man, this should be Yan Yin's subordinate. Someone whispered, "And he is also a very close subordinate, and the move he used just now is the seventeenth form of Yan's long fist." It was supposed to be the last form of Yan's long fist, but I heard that Yan Yin's hand still has the eighteenth form of Yan's long fist. However, this trick is really powerful. A martial king couldn't stop this punch at all. ”

A lot of people talked about it, and all of them looked at the blood in amazement.

"You're Yanyi!" said the old man of the Martial Arts Guild in horror, "Why did you come back?" ”

"He's not Yanyi," an old man dressed in a fancy costume walked out of the crowd.

"Vice President Yi!" When the old man saw the person coming, he hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Vice President Yi, why are you here?" ”

Vice President Yi smiled, looked at Xueli and smiled, "General Xueli, I haven't seen you for decades, I can't imagine that Your Excellency's demeanor is still the same." ”

"Bloody!"

"He's actually bloody!"

"Oh my God, he is the number one master in the Yan family's army!"

"I have long heard that there are ten masters in the Yan family's army, but I have never seen them. Unexpectedly, today I actually saw the number one blood force. ”

"It is said that Yan Yi's Yan family army has died out in the battle against the alien beasts, and only a few powerful masters have survived. This bloody man is one of them. ”

"I have heard from those who came back from Northern Xinjiang that there are two very powerful martial kings by Yan Yin's side, one is Bloody Strong, and the other is the appointed general who is currently in charge of Northern Xinjiang with Mo Wuru. Unexpectedly, this bloody force actually came to the imperial capital. ”

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd around them, all of them looking at the blood with tight expressions, both excited, scared and nervous.

Looking at the vice president of the martial arts union, he said fiercely, "Yi Jian?"

"I can't imagine that General Xueli will remember it again," Yi Jian said with a smile, "General Xueli won the third place in the Tang Wu Conference that year, and then went to Northern Xinjiang with Yan Yi, who won the first place. Before I knew it, more than fifty years had passed, and the general was still so strong. ”

Shifang, who was standing outside the ruins, was also secretly frightened, he knew that the strength of the blood was very strong, and he was the first of the top ten masters in the Yan family's army. But he didn't expect that he was still the third place in a Tangwu Conference.

The first place is Yan Yi, and the second place is naturally Nangong Jian, the general of Zhennan.

"That's already in the past," Xueli looked at Zhuang Shudao, "There is still a punch, you can take it, you live." If you can't take it, you'll die. ”

Nodding, Zhuang Shu said in a deep voice, "Come on!"

"Leader" Zhuang Shu's subordinates said one after another, "Let's go, this person is too powerful." ”

"I can't go," Zhuang Shudao said, "I can't escape from fighting with a half-saint." ”

At this time, the prince, Linglong and others had already left the prince's palace and came to the place where the two were fighting.

Looking at the two people in the crowd, the prince looked at Zhuang Shu and said to Linglong beside him, "He is Zhuang Shu, the leader of the life-seeking organization." Later, he ordered to go down, and if Zhuang Shu died, he immediately ordered people to besiege and kill his men. If you don't die, take this opportunity to pull out this tumor!"

Linglong said, "Well, I know." ”

Qin Shuang, who was dressed in black, looked at Xueli and said to the prince beside him, "He is Xueli?"

"Well," Prince Dao and Yan Yi are not brothers, but they are better than brothers. He followed Yan Yi to pacify the northern frontier, and now he has helped Yan Yi's son to calm the plague of alien beasts in the northern frontier. This person is not only extremely capable, but also extremely powerful. ”

Linglong nodded, "As far as I know, in that Tangwu Conference more than fifty years ago, the first place was Yan Yi, the second place was Nangong Jian, and the third place was him." There is also one, who is the fourth, and the relationship with the blood is the kind of sworn enemy. But they all followed Yan Yi to the northern frontier. I heard that Su Jinghong's wife is the fourth who grew up with his childhood sweetheart. ”

"It seems that the relationship between this is still very complicated," Qin Shuang said in a deep voice, "I just don't know, why did this blood power appear in the imperial capital, and why did it match Zhuang Shu."

At this moment, a thin man squeezed out of the crowd, came to Linglong's side and said something, and then quietly left.

"My people just got the news, and Xueli is one of the people who entered the imperial capital this time. Along the way, he was attacked by Zhuang Shu's people several times, thinking that it was Xueli who met Zhuang Shu here, recognized him, and did something to him. Linglong pointed to the group of people in Shifang on the opposite side of the crowd, "They are Yan Yin's men." Among them, the leader is General Shifang, one of the seven appointed generals by Yan Yin. This person is responsible for gathering intelligence, and he has a very large team from the northern Xinjiang. ”

Qin Shuang looked at Linglong with a smile and said, "The princess's subordinates are really powerful, and they can even investigate these clearly." ”

smiled, Linglong said, "There is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of people with hearts." ”

Just when the three of them were discussing, everyone exclaimed, only to see the breath of Xueli's whole body swinging, and when he was about to punch with his fists together, a master of the Spirit King level suddenly flew in front of Zhuang Shu, looked at Xueli with a cold expression and said, "This third punch, I'll take it!"

"The people of the Heavenly God Sect" Linglong said in a low voice, "The Heavenly God Sect is the same as the Beast Sect, they are all the people of the Great General. Before, it was only a suspicion, but now it can be determined that this Zhuang Shu did collude with the general. ”

His expression remained unchanged, looking at the Heavenly God Sect Spirit King who was stopping in front of Zhuang Shu, and said indifferently, "Are you sure?"

Before the words ......were finished, everyone saw a strong wind sweeping, and when everyone came back to their senses, the Spirit King of the Divine Sect had already been choked by the blood that day.

"The matter between the martial artists is also something you can meddle in," the blood said slowly, "This seat even dares to move the Ghost God Sect, what is your little spirit king." ”

After speaking, in the frightened eyes of everyone, the blood force twisted the neck of the Spirit King in his hand.

No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't escape the control of the half-saint strength of Bloody Li.

Strong, deterrent.

Before a spirit king could make a move, he was torn off his neck and died.

The strength of the terror shocked everyone.

At this moment, the cultivators in the crowd who wanted to intervene took a step back one after another.

Ever since the first fifteen and eleven martial artists of the Tang Martial Arts Conference, many martial artists felt that they had been suppressed by cultivators.

But today, Xueli used his neat methods to make the people of the imperial capital understand a truth: as long as you are strong enough, the Spirit King of the same realm is not necessarily the opponent of the Martial King.

Although, the gold content of this bloody martial king is too high, and it has reached the level of a half-saint.

But even this is the admiration of many people.

Seeing a spirit king being killed in front of him, Zhuang Shu's expression remained unchanged and looked at the blood fiercely coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Come on, the third punch." ”

Smiling, he stood up with his hands in his hands, walked towards Shifang, and said, "The third punch, he has already taken it for you, you can go." ”

"Why!" Zhuang Shu said in a deep voice, "You are looking down on me!"

"You and I are not of the same generation" turned his back to Zhuang Shu, and he stopped his steps and said, "You have good potential, you can be his whetstone." ”

"Yan Yin!" Zhuang Shu gritted his teeth and snapped out these two words, "I will prove it to you, who is whose whetstone." ”

Zhuang Shu left, taking his men with him.

Xueli was about to return to Shifang, when his heart suddenly moved, and his right hand suddenly burst out.

He grabbed a hand, a slender hand with a slender sword.