Fan Zhuoyuan stepped forward, looked at everyone with a sarcastic face, and looked at the decoration layout again, and his heart moved.

In this wide house, a lamp and a candle, a flower and a grass, a plate and a lamp, all of them show the beauty of symmetry, but too symmetry also makes people feel very strange.

"I've never seen what the emperor looks like, since he is the lord of Dongying, he always thinks that he should look like a majestic man, but now it seems that it is a bald old man who stepped into the coffin one by one, hehe, it's really disappointing."

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

Everyone present shouted and scolded, but the emperor keenly sensed the extremely domineering fist intent on the other party, did not squint his eyes, and looked at the only chess piece on the chessboard on the table that was out of his control.

"How did you quietly enter Dongying?" The Emperor wondered.

"The coastline is so long, do you really think you can monitor everywhere?"

Fan Zhuoyuan said, glancing in the direction of the godless palace outside the window, and now he could see the smoke rushing to the sky, and the sound of shouting and killing could be heard clearly even from a mile away.

"Nameless, they're all fighting, are we too calm here?"

As he spoke, the true qi around his body suddenly exploded, and only three dragon-shaped true qi around his body exploded, and all the disciples of the Phantom Ninja and Fire Martial Sect were shocked away.

At the same time, the surrounding environment was destroyed, and Fan Zhuoyuan did it intentionally, deliberately leaving the left and right unevenly.

In this way, all kinds of perfect symmetry in the hall have been destroyed, and there were originally eight bright lights on the left and right, but only three on the left and five on the other side, and the placement is all misplaced.

The rest of the flowers and decorations are the same, so that a certain unique aura that was originally perfected in the wide house has been completely destroyed.

The Emperor looked around, frowning slightly, and a slight impetuousness rose in his heart.

He finally stood up, and at this time, there was no other top-level combat power around him except for this group of useless minions.

It was indeed his mistake to be invaded by Fan Zhuoyuan in the posture of a king to a king, which made all his conspiracy calculations that had always pursued perfection come to naught, and the so-called perfection also showed a trace of cracks.

Just like the symmetry that was destroyed around him, the annoyance in his heart became deeper and deeper, so that the air pressure was so low that he couldn't tear Fan Zhuoyuan to pieces.

[In other words, it is the best way to read aloud and listen to books at present, @

The bamboo roots were infused with the emperor's strong internal strength, and even if Fan Zhuoyuan swung his fist head-on, it would take a lot of effort to blow it up.

Fan Zhuoyuan flickered and moved, and found that the surrounding space was about to be crowded with bamboo knots like flying swords, and his eyes glanced at the support pillar in the ruins on the side, and picked it up.

Then he waved the support pillar and slapped wildly, and the bamboo joints were smashed by the huge force, and the corners of the emperor's eyes twitched above.

"Seal the word!"

The Emperor gathered his strength again, and more bamboo knots soared into the air, suddenly stabbing down like rain.

In a short time, the column in Fan Zhuoyuan's hand was completely pierced into sawdust, and there was no room for maneuvering around, so he could only rely on a strong defense to block it head-on.

The bamboo is sharp, and the inside is strong, and the field is splashed with blood in a short time.

The Emperor continued to direct the bamboo knots to fall, and even arranged a chrysanthemum pattern on the surface of the ground with thorny bamboo, which is the family crest of the emperor's family.

Under the shaking of the falling bamboo joints, even the uneven mountain area here was shaken out of a flat land.

The Emperor's fierce quest for perfection even forced him to change the terrain to the extent he wanted!

At this time, he stood proudly at the top, and then he looked lonely.

He muttered to himself, "No one can resist my perfect move! And the family crest of my Emperor God Clan is the most perfect thing in the world!"

Talking and laughing, looking at the existence of the most dense chrysanthemum pattern in the center without any gaps, every bamboo in it was dyed with a dazzling bright red.

The Emperor was even more proud, "Dyeing my family crest red with the blood of my enemies has pushed this perfection to the extreme! And as soon as you die, my strategy to destroy the Central Plains martial arts is even more impeccable, hahahaha, I really want to thank you for completing my perfect masterpiece!"

At this moment, a disdainful taunt suddenly came from the void.

"Really? For something as ordinary as a chrysanthemum, you are embarrassed to call it perfect?"

The Emperor's laughter was cut off in an instant as if someone had grabbed him by the throat, and his eyes were wide open as he looked at the center of the chrysanthemum, from which the voice came from.

But it has long been impermeable, and even if someone exists, he has already been nailed to the ground by the endless bamboo, and he is not dead yet?

Fan Zhuoyuan's voice came again, still so vicious and ridiculing.

"Balding Emperor, do you know that chrysanthemums have another meaning in my hometown." ….

The Emperor snorted coldly, "In the Central Plains, chrysanthemum means hermit."

Fan Zhuoyuan's sound of laughter came.

"Hahahaha, you're so pure!

You like to make chrysanthemums perfect so much, let you know what it means to have chrysanthemums and scratches all over the ground!"

The emperor was furious when he heard the insult to his family crest, but the ground shook beneath his feet, and it seemed that an earthquake was about to erupt.

Toei was originally a place where earthquakes were frequent, and the emperor really thought that an earthquake was coming.

Immediately after the next moment, a fierce roar came from the center of the chrysanthemum.

Then I saw more than a dozen bamboo knots flying out of the center to the sky, and other bamboo knots blooming like petals, and they all fell to the periphery.

In order to make the emperor extremely unhappy, Fan Zhuoyuan used unbalanced energy, some of the bamboo fell down, and some of it still stand.

In this way, the whole chrysanthemum family crest is like being smashed through the center with an iron pestle and bursting open, and then it is messed up again, looking chaotic, ugly, and scattered.

The emperor was standing on a high place at this time, looking at this scene with bloodshot eyes, as if he really saw the scene of someone's chrysanthemum being violently exploded from behind, and blood was splashing!

The perfect trick is rudely cracked like this, and it is full of extreme insults.

Fan Zhuoyuan was the vajra that smashed the chrysanthemum, and at this time, he jumped out of it covered in blood and rushed straight towards the emperor.

The Emperor immediately used his strength again to intercept the long bamboo flying spur in the bamboo sea, but this time his perfection was broken, his state of mind was destroyed, and the martial arts sincerity and confidence in the qi were completely lost, and there was no lethality at the beginning.

The bamboo slammed into Fan Zhuoyuan's body, and the roots were broken, and it was difficult to hurt him in the slightest.

Fan Zhuoyuan jumped in front of the emperor, raised his fist the size of the emperor's head, and burst out in his horrified gaze!

Even if the Emperor raised his whole body strength to block this blow, he couldn't stop the raging killing intent in his fist.

The protective strength was instantly dispersed, and the rigid fist strength like a bloodthirsty beast tore apart the emperor's body inch by inch, completely killing this old body from skin to blood to bones, completely bombarding it into an unknown mass of flesh and blood, and then being shocked out by the strong shock wave brought by the fist blade, sprinkled all over the bamboo forest.

The Phantom Ninja and Fire Martial Sect disciples who were hiding on the periphery to observe this battle looked at this scene with horror one by one, the body of the emperor, they didn't want to collect it in their lives.

After bombarding the mastermind behind the emperor, Fan Zhuoyuan did not stop, and headed in the direction of the Godless Absolute Palace, where he had to save the people.

At this time, the battle in the Godless Palace broke out at the most dangerous time.

The broken army was seriously injured and fled, and the step frightened the clouds severely injured the heart, so that after he fled, he was entangled by the demon Nie Feng, and the two had an extremely fierce fight.

Bu Jingyun was reluctant to fight Nie Feng, so he retreated one after another, and his situation was critical.

Nameless's fight with the god of boxing is also thrilling.

In the original book, Nameless and the Fist God are not in the strongest state, even so, Nameless runs the sword to rush to the waste point to absorb the inner power of thousands of ghost forks, but they are still not the opponents of the fist gods.

And now, the god of boxing was rescued by the emperor early, and after cultivation, the state is much better than in the original book.

Nameless fought with him, and he also absorbed the internal strength of thousands of ghost forks and disciples of the Phantom Ninja and Fire Martial Sects, and he felt very struggling, and he couldn't exert his full strength at all. ….

On the field, Nameless and the Fist Dao God fought from the Heavenly Street to the Purple Leaf Forest, and the aftermath of the collision of the fist and sword qi caused the trees to break one after another, and this piece of Purple Leaf Forest that had been artificially planted for decades completely collapsed!

"Hahaha, you've sucked enough of Lao Tzu's internal strength!"

The fist god rose from the broken purple leaf forest, stepped on a broken tree, and stared closely at the distance.

He had already discovered that when Nameless fought with him, he was deliberately absorbing his own internal force, but he didn't care.

Nameless leaned on the surface of a giant tree, and the surface of the giant tree behind him had cracked, but he saw Nameless as if every pore of his body was about to burst and bleed, standing still.

Jian Chen kept following the footsteps of the two of them, and hurriedly ran over, shouting loudly, "Master!"

The boxing god glanced at Jian Chen and said disdainfully, "Where did the little miscellaneous fish come from, dare to participate in a battle of this level and die!"

As he spoke, he threw a punch at Jian Chen, who was running halfway, and Jian Chen was shocked to find the strength of his explosive fist, and he was so shocked that he lowered his head and shrank away, narrowly avoiding it.

The boxing god was surprised and said, "Boy, the light skill is not bad, I will finish your master, see how you save him!"

As he spoke, the fist gathered strength again, shouting, "Fist to the void!"

A punch seemed to cut through space, and it slammed into the nameless chest that was standing still.

Seeing this, Jian Chen's eyes were about to split, the nurse's heart was cut, and he once again entered the realm of forgetting life and death, flashing from the side, and at the same time, the hero sword in his hand seemed to feel Jian Chen's fighting spirit of sacrificing his life at this time, and it broke out again!

But seeing that Jian Chen's inexplicable swordsmanship was the best in the world, he burst out with a brilliant sword comparable to the sun and the moon, and slashed at the blow of the boxing god!

The sword crackled and the fist was strong, and the two erupted in mid-air with a thunderous sound.

Jian Chen couldn't stop all the strength of his fist, and was so shocked that he stomped on a purple-leaved tree, spitting blood and slipping to the ground.

The boxing god was very surprised and said, "Boy, that's good! You can block my punch!"

Jian Chen's eyes bloomed with a firm will to see death as if he were at home, and shouted, "Jian Chen is not dead, others don't want to hurt my master!"

For a while, the fighting spirit was high, and he was not half timid because of the absolute gap with the opponent's strength.

But seeing him striding backwards, the sword slashed straight towards the fist god, and the fighting spirit of moving forward and never looking back fully resonated with the heroic sword.

At this moment, Jian Chen finally entered the realm of human and sword unity, even if his cultivation was slightly worse, in the human sword

With the blessing of the state of unity, it also exerts incredible strength.

I saw that the full set of inexplicable swordsmanship turned into an unstoppable sword of the Dao, attacking back and forth around the boxing god.

The God of Boxing used the best fist technique of the Boxing Sect to fight against it, but in a short period of time, he was suppressed by Jian Chen's sword intent, and his chest, thighs, and arms were hit by the sword one after another, and blood splashed out!

At this time, Nameless woke up from a fainting, and when he saw this scene, he was greatly moved in his heart, and he was also pleased with Jian Chen's growth, but at the moment he also knew that Jian Chen was definitely not a boxing god opponent.

Although he has the upper hand for a while, after a long war, the problem of insufficient cultivation will gradually be exposed.

Sure enough, Jian Chen's sword rays were triggered one after another, and the internal force was extremely consumed in a short period of time, and he suddenly felt a burst of strength in his hand, and the heroic sword was induced by this, and the bright light became slightly darker.

The boxing god seized this opportunity and reluctantly punched out, and Jian Chen could only block with his sword.

I saw that the heroic sword was bent into an extremely exaggerated arc, and the sword Chen suddenly bounced more than ten feet, and smashed down a big tree again, and finally it was difficult to support it.

The fist god gasped and praised, "Good boy! Sure enough, he is worthy of being a nameless disciple, and he has such a fighting sword intent, but if you die at the hands of the old man today, you will die without regrets!"

Just as the boxing god flew down and was about to finish the sword morning, Nameless pounced from the side, condensed the last sword intent and pointed out, knocking the boxing god aside.

The boxing god stood up with the help of the big tree, "Nameless, this is what you asked for, your martial arts are earth-shattering, but it's a pity that you want to fight with me while your injuries are not recovering, today I want your master and apprentice to gather in Huangquan!"

At this moment of crisis, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng fought in the fight, and Nie Feng felt the breath of absolute godlessness from the fist intent of the boxing god, and they were originally the same family.

And before Nie Feng entered the demon, he had always regarded killing the absolute godless as his obsession, and because he felt a similar fist intent, he suddenly shifted his target and killed the fist god.

Raising the Snow Drinking Knife high, a forty-meter sword qi condensed in mid-air, and slammed into the fist god in the air, forcing the fist god to flash aside.

Bu Jingyun was shocked when he saw this, and Nameless immediately persuaded Bu Jingyun to join forces with Nie Feng first. Bu Jingyun no longer hesitated, and the wind and clouds once again combined to attack the strong enemy!

Jian Chen and Nameless were healing on the sidelines, watching the tragic battle between Fengyun and the boxing god.

At this time, Fan Zhuoyuan had already infiltrated the prison cell of the Godless Palace and rescued the emperor.

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