In the imperial city, there is no god standing on the nine-order imperial platform, waiting for the emperor of the Central Plains below to hand over the jade seal, ascend the throne as the emperor, and then change the dynasty, replace China with Japan, and steal the Central Plains.

The ministers of civil and military affairs, the nobles of the Manchu Dynasty were all at the scene, although everyone was puzzled, but they did not dare to speak.

Just because there is no god at the moment, not only does he dominate the martial arts, but the tens of thousands of ghost fork Luo elites under his command are also enough to overwhelm the elite of the imperial city.

If no one can confront this person by force, then today's situation will be completely unsolvable!

It was not that no one had resisted before, and the Sword Emperor had challenged the Absolute God in order to save the clouds.

The Sword Emperor was originally the previous emperor, but because he was obsessed with swordsmanship, he gave up the throne to his nephew, this emperor.

After that, he entered the Sword Sect and was imprisoned for decades after watching the Ten Thousand Swords return to the Sect.

In the past few decades, the people he has come into contact with have basically only a second dream, alone in the cold ice cell, although the Sword Emperor has not practiced ten thousand swords to return to the sect, but he has also created a secret method.

In the battle with the Absolute Godless, seeing that it was not an opponent, he blew up his whole body, and turned the essence blood of his body into thousands of sharp swords to stab the Absolute Godless, so that Bu Jingyun and the others were able to escape.

The Sword Emperor and other first masters of the royal family were also defeated by the hands of the Absolute Godless, coupled with the previous nameless defeat, everyone present had no confidence to confront the Absolute Godless again, and could only look at the upcoming Zen Concession Ceremony unwillingly.

At this moment, several figures flew above the imperial city, but they were Fan Zhuoyuan, Nameless, Bu Jingyun, Jian Chen, Ghost Tiger, Dragon Sleeve, and Phoenix Dance.

At this time, the last batch of masters in the Central Plains who were not trapped by the Godless Palace were all here.

The steps came up, but they attacked the emperor directly.

The Emperor of the Central Plains also had a superior martial arts, called the Imperial Dragon Fist, and his strength was about the same as the level of the heads of the major sects, and he was considered a master, but he could not be called the top, and he had long been controlled by the nameless.

At this time, the steps were shocked, and the others immediately stepped forward to escort them.

Unexpectedly, Nameless entered from the side, and a sword aura separated the Peerless and the others.

Bu Jingyun took the opportunity to slash at the emperor with a sword, but the emperor couldn't dodge, and the mask on his face was immediately torn, revealing a desperate face.

Many civil and military ministers in the audience exclaimed, it turned out that the emperor was fake!

The palace guards knew the emperor's true intentions, and even so, they rebelled and began to besiege the ghost forks present.

The ministers who did not know martial arts left one after another under the guidance of the reclusive people in the Zhonghua Pavilion, and the scene became a mess.

There is absolutely no god who can't force the true emperor to make a concession, so he can only make this decision, and now that it has been exposed, of course the Zen concession ceremony cannot be carried out.

For the mountain, the success fell short, and the god was furious, flying down, and was about to bombard the clouds.

Bu Jingyun pointed his sword at the heartless, and shouted: "There is no god, if you dare to move lightly, I will kill your son Heartless!"

Jue Wushen sneered, he has two sons, one is the eldest son Juexin, and the other is the second son born to Yan Ying.

He prefers the second son born to the woman he loves, and at this time he has already ordered the leader of the Onicha Luo to leave with the Peerless Heaven to avoid accidents.

For the eldest son who was being held hostage at the moment, he only glanced indifferently.

"I have no god to dominate the world, and the king of heaven must make way for me, what is a mere son!"

Saying that, a punch came wildly, and Bu was shocked to see the killing fist and quickly withdrew, but the desperate heart that was held hostage had been killed on the spot by this punch.

Everyone was shocked, but they didn't know that the real Absolute Heart was watching the battle from the nearby cliff at this time.

Seeing his father disregard his life and death in such a way, his expression quickly became more indifferent, and he clenched his fists slightly, and the seeds of rebellion had been quietly planted.

Bu Jingyun and Jian Chen attacked left and right towards the Absolute Godless, and the Ghost Tiger and the Dragon Sleeve Phoenix Dance also attacked from the side.

But there is absolutely no god to condense the immortal golden body, and let the sword momentum kill the ruthless, but it has never been able to break the defense, but it was shocked by its strong internal strength, and everyone flew back.

Bu Jingyun said, "The peerless sword that opened the front couldn't even break his immortal golden body!"

Nameless walked out slowly, and at this time, after his cultivation, he absorbed the part of the ten great qi forbearance

strength, cultivation has recovered a lot, although it has not yet reached the peak, but it is confident enough to fight.

He looked absolutely godless, his body hung in the air, and thousands of swords on the ground roared in unison, suddenly flying towards him, converging on his side and behind him, spreading out in all directions, like a phoenix spreading its wings, wanting to flutter its wings and roar!

Between heaven and earth, a compelling pressure suddenly rose, like a black cloud pressing down on the city, even Fan Zhuoyuan felt the season's heart.

Absolute Godless looked up at Nameless, who had already sent the Ten Thousand Swords to the extreme, full of fear, and hurriedly reined in his internal strength, condensed the immortal golden body to the extreme, and sat on his horse with a heavy waist, waiting for Nameless's next terrifying offensive.

Nameless said secretly in his heart: My skills are limited, I can't last, I need to fight quickly!

As soon as his mind moved, the thousands of swords that gathered into a momentum, as if listening to an edict, suddenly pointed at the absolute god in the field.

There is no god who only feels that the hair on his body is upside down, and he is unconsciously sweating, and even he is not absolutely sure that he can take such a divine sword!

Thousands of swords, like a rain of swords, under the urging of the nameless sword intent, rolled up the sand and stones, and went straight to the godless!

There is no god's chest rising and falling, and with a loud shout, his chest thrust forward, facing this thousands of sword blades!

As if for a moment, thousands of sword blades had pierced into his body, colliding on the immortal golden body qi that burst out from the surface of the godless body.

The sound of metal breaking was endless, and everyone held their breath and stared, but in the end, they saw that the whole body of the absolute god was like a hedgehog, full of sharp swords!

In another breath of time, I heard a godless shout, shaking the muscles, and thousands of swords scattered and flew together, all of them breaking inch!

There are many warriors in the audience, and those who can't avoid it will die immediately, and their flesh and blood will fly.

The belief of the gods skyrocketed, and he restrained his divine skills, glanced at the people present who seemed to be frozen, his eyes were full of arrogance and wantonness, and shouted loudly: "From now on, martial arts, I am a myth!"

Nameless fell to the ground, but he stared at the shattered blade around the godless god, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly.

Bu Jingyun and Jian Chen glanced at each other, and they had already noticed that among the thousands of sword blades shattered by the gods, only one under the right armpit was only shaken into two sections, and it was not completely shattered!

The most fragile point of the immortal golden body lies in this!

The two were about to attack forward, but Fan Zhuoyuan, who had been watching coldly and had never made a move, walked out and blocked in front of the two.

Bu Jingyun frowned and said, "Get out of the way!"

Jian Chen stopped Bu Jingyun, "Let's slow down first!"

Bu Jingyun didn't know what he meant, he had never fought against Fan Zhuoyuan, he only knew from the mouths of others that his martial arts were extremely high, but he didn't have an impression of how high it was.

He was also deeply disgusted that Fan Zhuoyuan had been standing by and watching before, and he was quite impatient in his heart.

Fan Zhuoyuan looked at the Absolute Divine Dao: "You are still far from the realm of mythology, and besides, the weakness of your immortal golden body has been discovered."

Absolute God's eyes froze, "Absolute Sword Fan Zhuoyuan? Hmph, you don't have a knife in your hand, and you dare to speak wildly in front of this seat?"

Saying that, the killing fist burst out, but Fan Zhuoyuan did not move, allowing such a domineering and arrogant killing fist to rush straight to his henchmen.

I saw Fan Zhuoyuan being bombarded with the sleeves and cloak dancing wildly, and the rubble was splashed all around, but he was as steady as Mount Tai and motionless.

Fan Zhuoyuan said, "Your weakness is in the lower right armpit, but I don't bother to attack it."

The face of the absolute god changed, and he immediately noticed the sharp sword on the ground that was only broken in half, and only then did he realize that Nameless's blow was only to find out his own door, and it was indeed successful.

Absolute God sneered, "I just let you find it, but what?"

A fanatical smile bloomed on Fan Zhuoyuan's face, "Your immortal golden body is very strong, but Fan's horizontal refining is not weak, why don't you play a game between real men with me?"

"Oh?" There is no god secretly condensing his fist strength, and the killing machine is getting stronger and stronger.

Fan Zhuoyuan noticed it, but he didn't think so, and said, "You and I are not moving, each bombarding the other with both fists, not dodging or dodging, until the opponent is knocked down, can you dare?"

In front of so many people, the absolute god was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Sure enough, there is a kind!"

Bu Jingyun and the others looked at Fan Zhuoyuan like a madman, and Feng Wu said, "Surname

Fan's, even if the master says that you are extremely martial arts, but this move is tantamount to sending you to death, think about it yourself!"

Bu Jingyun said coldly: "If you want to find death, we will collect your body after that."

Jian Chen didn't know that Fan Zhuoyuan had a strong horizontal practice of kung fu, so he hurriedly persuaded, "Mr. Fan, do what you can!"

Fan Zhuoyuan didn't care much, took off his cloak, took off his coat, bulged the muscles of his whole body, and walked towards Jue Wushen step by step with a cruel smile on his face.

Absolutely godless tilted his head to look at Fan Zhuoyuan, and said, "It's too late for you to regret it now."

Fan Zhuo said as he walked, "You and I are all martial arts from the Shaolin Golden Bell Jar, but we see who will be better!

To be honest, it's rare to meet an opponent like you, and I've been looking forward to a fight that will be able to fight to the flesh, and today is really itchy."

Because of this, Fan Zhuoyuan was so itchy that he forgot to hide his hole cards and strength, and just wanted to have a good hand-to-hand fight.

The Absolute Wushen, who was by no means weaker than Fan Zhuoyuan, also sneered, "This is indeed a blood-pumping battle, I just hope you can last a little longer, don't let my happiness last too long."

The two of them stood two steps away from ordinary people, and this distance was already within the range of their respective immobile attacks.

Since they said that they would not move one step, not dodge or dodge, the two of them strictly abided by this rule, and after standing still, they were angry and dantian, and their footsteps sank slightly to the ground.

After only two breaths of silence, after each adjusting their state, they reluctantly swung their fists and slammed each other's side faces!

The godless killing fist erupted with an extremely strong murderous aura, almost turning into substance, making the fist blade with a cold chill, just looking at the iron-like bones, you can know that the power of this punch is definitely extraordinary.

However, Fan Zhuoyuan's fist was burning with flames visible to the naked eye, and his entire arm was red like blood, only the fist was as white as teeth, because it had been instantly calcified by Fan Zhuoyuan's control cells!

Just by looking at this arm, one can instinctively feel the violent power in it, which makes people tremble in their hearts.

The people around them looked at the head-on confrontation between the two peerless men one by one with wide eyes, and the people who had no confidence in Fan Zhuoyuan were shouting wildly in their hearts, "He really doesn't flash a single step!"

The heavy punch hit the opponent's side face, and the heads of the two people swayed violently, the trapezius muscles of the neck arched, and the green tendons protruded.

Absolute God relied on the Immortal Golden Body True Qi released from the body to resist the impact of the fist, while Fan Zhuoyuan relied on the musculoskeletal body of the body to defend.

The explosive fists penetrated each other's defenses, and with nowhere to vent, they could only scatter and explode.

Bu Jingyun and other people with outstanding martial arts hurriedly raised their arms to block in front of them, but they were still forced back by the aftermath of Meng's fierce fist strength for more than ten steps.

The martial arts are a little inferior, such as the phoenix dance and the ghost tiger, and it is even difficult to stand, so they stumble back and almost fall.

Nameless stepped forward at this time, charging his strength again, and the sword shards all over the ground suddenly levitated.

And Bu Jingyun also plans to take this opportunity to raid the Absolute God Weakness with a peerless sword.

But Fan Zhuoyuan shouted loudly: "Before the victory is decided, no one is allowed to do it!"

He looked at the person in front of him in surprise, although Fan Zhuoyuan's punch did not break through his immortal golden body, the extremely strong vibration that came from him still made his face a hot pain.

This was the first time he had felt pain since he had created the Immortal Golden Body. I was a little afraid of Fan Zhuoyuan's fist strength, plus Nameless and others were on the side, and his own cover door had appeared.

There was no god who gave birth to a little retreat, but he didn't expect Fan Zhuoyuan to stop everyone with a word, and he really planned to fight himself to the end like this, and he couldn't help but admire.

Nameless and the others were stunned and said, "Mr. Fan! If you don't take this opportunity to get rid of him, I am afraid it will be a disaster."

Fan Zhuoyuan stared at the Absolute Divine Dao: "I have no opinion if you want to kill him, but you have to wait until I finish fighting."

Bu Jingyun frowned and snorted, "It's unreasonable, it depends on how long you can last!"

Fan Zhuoyuan looked absolutely godless, "Your fist is not strong enough, and you didn't even give me blood, so it's important!"

Saying that, again

It was a furious punch that slammed head-on into the face of the godless.

Absolutely Wushen gritted his teeth, and the anger of being underestimated in his heart arose, and at the same time, the two *** edges collided.

There is no god with an immortal golden body, but Fan Zhuoyuan has a body of steel, and the surface of his fist has also calcified on its own, and the two are still evenly matched.

Next, the fast punch was like the wind, the punch was as heavy as thunder, and the two really bombarded each other without retreating.

Winter! Winter! Winter! A series of muffled thunders seemed to strike on the hearts of everyone at the scene, making the guards of the Imperial City who were fighting and the Ghost Fork Luo of the Godless Palace all stopped, shocked.

But I saw that the godless killing fist collided with Fan Zhuoyuan's iron fist hundreds of times, and the aftermath of the collision shook the surrounding terraces and brick walls to shatter.

The two of them remained on their feet, and the force of the bombardment reached their feet, and the solid stone ground was shattered, almost turning into gravel.

With the two of them as the center, it spread out a range of thirty zhang, and there were hardly any intact stones, and even the corpses were all shocked into a pile of flesh and blood that could not be seen in their original form.

Between the fists collided, there was a roar and laughter between the two of them.

The absolute god was roaring, roaring with rage, Fan Zhuoyuan was laughing wildly, laughing fiercely.

Everyone present at this scene was shocked, and they all distanced themselves for fear of being hurt by the aftermath.

After a hundred punches, both of them felt that their strength was exhausted, and they actually withdrew their hands at the same time, relatively wheezing, like two ancient beasts entering the intermission.

At this time, Fan Zhuoyuan no longer had a piece of good meat around him, all of them were injured by the killing fist, which looked very serious, but the injuries to his muscles and flesh were really not appetizers for him.

The godless immortal golden body fought against each other outside the body with true qi, and the body was not injured, but it was also sweating, and the muscles of the whole body were trembling non-stop.

Jian Chen couldn't help but ask Xiang Nameless by the side, "Master, is Mr. Fan invincible and godless?"

Nameless shook his head slowly, "No, I don't think the gods seem to have suffered more."

This point even Bu Jingyun felt strange, and said, "But this surnamed Fan has no good flesh around his body, although it is a skin injury, but the accumulation should not be underestimated."

Nameless was silent for a moment and said, "I don't know where Fan Zhuoyuan's martial arts limit is, but judging from the battle intent exuded by the two of them, it is Fan Zhuoyuan who has the advantage, and the battle intent of the Absolute God has dropped a lot compared to the beginning, and it has declined."

War intent is ethereal, but in the world of wind and clouds, the stronger the battle intent, the stronger the person's strength, even beyond the limit to exert their own strength, but also determine the power of the move.

And Bu Jingyun knows this best, he used to defeat the strong with the weak, relying on the fighting spirit aroused by hatred, and looking at the two people facing each other in the field with a solemn gaze.