Chapter 480: Emperor's Fist

He is the founder of an empire and a giant of the Storm Empire.

He is also a negative person who does not understand love, and he is a villain in front of love.

Giants are revered by the past, and villains have always been tired of love.

He didn't want to go out, and he didn't want to go out.

He just wanted to be by his side, which was dead but illusory.

Loneliness, waiting, so what.

I just want to be with her quietly and accompany her......

Perhaps, he has recalled many times the beautiful moments between him and the interrogation.

Perhaps, he also remembered the scene that made him regret it.

Or perhaps, he has cried alone in his heart, and he has laughed in his heart.

However, that doesn't matter anymore.

No matter what he once was, he is now just a person who has been waiting for love and the woman he loves.

No matter how much Yan Yin wanted to persuade Emperor Tang Wu in his heart, he finally stopped.

Just like he treated Yan Lan and Ye Qingwu, he had her concept of love, and he had his thoughts.

No matter how reasonable others say, no matter how true what others say, it can't change what he has already believed.

If there is an opinion, you can mention.

But if you don't accept it, that's my business.

Yan Yin knew that Emperor Tang Wu and him had a certain similarity to some extent.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why Emperor Tang Wu is willing to tell him about those things, and is also willing to let the phantom spirit beast send him out of this relationship.

Looking at the phantom spirit beast around him, although he didn't know much about it, he knew that this was a strange beast with the same spirituality as the wind god.

Perhaps, it can't be said to be a strange beast like the god of wind and the god of fire.

Perhaps, they can be called spirit animals.

"I heard your predecessor mention your name, your name is Biqing, right?" Looking at the phantom spirit beast, Yan Yin said sincerely, "I also have a partner, and his name is Fengshen." Although I didn't let it be with me a lot of the time, it was there for me every time I needed it. In my mind, I've never thought of it as a mount or a beast. It's my friend, a friend I trust. I believe that you are the same for the ancestor of the court. ”

Biqing nodded, the horn on his head flashed for a moment, and then the fog around him became thick and dense.

A halo covered Yan Yin, and the unicorn slowly walked forward with Yan Yin.

There is no turning back from love, just as love cannot be regretted.

You can only move forward, not backward.

With the help of the unicorn, Yan Yin clearly saw one picture after another flashing past him.

Wisps of purple, cyan or blue smoke were blocked from the aura, and many scenes flashed quickly, disappearing in front of Yan Yin's eyes.

"This is the memory of the ancestor of the court, and it is also the only thing that Tang Wu's predecessors want to protect. Yan Yin muttered to herself, "It may not matter what kind of secret the illusory emotional world that outsiders call it a love relationship." The important thing is that there is a helpless and sighing love here. ”

Qingyue Mountain is originally an ethereal place for the immortals, and this is a place of isolation.

It is a magical existence and an incredible world.

Yan Yin secretly made up his mind that when he went out, when he had the opportunity, he would definitely come to see Emperor Tang Wu.

When she poured, she wanted to bring Su Yanying, Ye Qingchen, Lin Qing'er and Fang Xue. Let them also learn about this love story that has not been interrupted for thousands of years.

Feelings are a matter of two people, but they can allow others to share the ups and downs of their love together.

When Yan Yin's eyes suddenly darkened, he appeared in a dark world.

There was an eerie scene all around, and there was a faint mournful roar.

The Phantom Spirit Beast and Yan Yin walked among them, like a bright candle flame, illuminating this dark world.

Yan Yin looked around in surprise, wondering how there could be such a place in the middle of love.

However, seeing that the phantom spirit beast was walking forward with him very calmly, Yan Yin also followed him closely, not daring to look around.

He felt that this was a place similar to his relationship.

It's just that there is nothing beautiful in it, only all the darkness.

Suddenly, Yan Yin's footsteps froze.

He felt a chill all over his body, as if something was leaning against him.

It's so close, it's going to be pasted.

Just when Yan Yin couldn't help but want to turn around with a loud shout, a whisper like a breeze came into his mind.

"Don't look back, follow it, go forward"

This voice was very ethereal, which made Yan Yin can't help but think of the voice of the woman who was called her uncle by Bangzhu and Bang Xin when she was in the Valley of the Dead that day.

Similar to that voice, it's very ethereal. But this voice, while ethereal, has a little more peace like a spring breeze in it.

Hearing this, Yan Yin unconsciously settled down, clenched her fists tightly, and tried not to look back at what was behind her.

As for the phantom spirit beast, it seemed to know what Yan Yin had encountered, and a blue-green light swept away from its body.

Suddenly, Yan Yin only felt that her whole body was transparent, and the feeling that made her body cold was also lightened.

Still, he could feel that something was following him behind him.

Just like that, he walked forward with the phantom spirit beast with trepidation, feeling the faint cold and piercing feeling behind him, Yan Yin's eyes didn't dare to look around.

He felt that this was not a good place.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of what he had said to him in the middle of his love.

Many people who enter the relationship, few can come out alive. And most of the ones that came out were either crazy, stupid, or crazy.

Yanyin believes that some people are lost in those environments.

And some people, although they walked out of the environment, did not meet Emperor Tang Wu.

In other words, it was Yan Yin's luck that happened to have Yang Que in his body, so he attracted the attention of Emperor Tang Wu.

Otherwise, even if Yan Yin had a dragon in his body, Emperor Tang Wu would not look at him.

The founder of an empire, no matter how tired he is by love, still has his own open-mindedness and heart.

Those who broke through the level did not have Yan Yin's luck and the protection of phantom spirit beasts. Even if they weren't lost in those psychedelic emotional worlds, here they were in trouble.

What trouble, Yan Yin doesn't know.

He didn't want to know, because he didn't dare to try what the consequences were.

He just wanted to get out of here quickly, to get rid of the thing that followed him so closely.

I don't know how long I walked, but the thing that followed Yan Yin along the way has always existed.

Until......

"Enough, let him go!" a majestic sigh rang out in the dark world.

This was the voice of Emperor Tang Wu, and Yan Yin could hear it.

Just when he was wondering, he noticed that there was a sudden violent fluctuation in this dark world.

Then, an incomparably dazzling light shot from the front.

It was as if a dark world of fear had come to its end.

And the mysterious thing that made Yan Yin's heart palpitate all the way disappeared.

The feeling that made him chill all over his body gradually disappeared.

At this time, Yan Yin wanted to look back and see what was following him.

However, he held back.

Everyone has curiosity, but some people can resist that curiosity.

Some people can't control that curiosity.

Obviously, Yan Yin is the former.

When Yingguang was about to pass through, Yan Yin's mind sounded the voice of Emperor Tang Wu, "In the past thousand years, you are the only martial artist who has come in. Although, you are also a cultivator. Still, I want to give you a little gift. ”

Yan Yin's mind began to come up with a move to swallow the eight wilderness and fight through Hongyu's fist technique.

Different from Canghai Seven Fists and Yan's Long Fists, this set of boxing techniques has an imperial aura in it.

One move and one style, showing the demeanor of the king.

The boxing technique is not powerful, nor can it be said to be majestic, and there is no shocking power in it.

Then, there is a sense in this boxing technique, an atmosphere that seems to control everything in the boxing.

"It's something I've created myself, and over the years, I've improved it when I'm bored. Emperor Tang Wu's voice came to Yan Yin's mind, "I hope you can pass it on." ”

When he finished speaking, there was no sound.

He did not say the name of the boxing method, nor did he say the techniques and points of this boxing method.

Pass it to whom?

Yan Yin didn't know, but he knew that he was just a middleman.

Although Emperor Tang Wu didn't seem to care about his empire, from this point of view, Yan Yin still knew that Emperor Tang Wu actually cared a little bit about the empire he had created.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have said at the end that he would let him pass it on.

This set of boxing methods is full of royal spirit, Yan Yin compared it with Canghai Seven Fists in Yan's Long Fist, and found that this set of boxing methods has an advantage in controlling the field, but in terms of killing, it is not as good as Yan's Long Fist and Canghai Seven Fists.

However, despite this, Yan Yin still remembered it firmly.

A boxer must not only be proficient in boxing, but also understand boxing.

Knowing more about other people's boxing skills will be beneficial to your future boxing career.

Although Emperor Tang Wu didn't tell him what this set of boxing techniques was called, Yan Yin decided to name this set of boxing techniques Emperor Fist after pondering for a while.

"Emperor Fist, commemorating the fist technique of Emperor Tang Wu" Yan Yin whispered, then took a step forward and stepped into that light.

A pitch-black shadow, when Yan Yin went out, quietly appeared in front of the light.

His form flashed, and he rushed towards the light.

However, two large hands stopped him alive.

A broad, unpretentious, man's hand at first glance.

One was shrouded in clouds and mist, looking hazy and delicate, and it seemed to be a woman's hand.

"Qingya?"

"Hmm"

"It's really you, unexpectedly, you've come this far. ”

"If you get out of here, you can too. ”

"No, even if I get to that point, I'm still me, and she's not her anymore. ”

"Is it worth it?"

"Perhaps, it's worth it. Perhaps, not worth it. But what does it matter. I don't want to be disturbed here, this place belongs to her, is that okay?"

"Hmm"

Two voices, one after the other, sounded in the darkness of the world, and then died out at the same time.

The two big hands faded, and the light in the darkness dissipated.