"Hahaha, you stinky begging for food, you have actually called me a tyrant who destroys the heavens and kills living beings. As everyone knows, you beggars are mixed with fish and dragons, reversing black and white, opposing the imperial court, and even going deep into the palace to assassinate the king, which is really innocent."

"Faint gentleman, don't talk nonsense!"

said that Huang Danian was already full of energy.

The bones all over his body were shining with white light, and Chongzhen and the four masters of these brocade guards could see the essence of the bones flashing in their bodies, and their eyes suddenly widened, what kind of skill is this?

And that's not all.

At this time, up and down his body, there was a green dragon flying faintly.

Wang Chengen and these brocade guards who escorted them were stunned, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back, as if they had seen a demon.

In fact, there are no dragons at all, it's just that their eyes have deceived them, and the Qinglong Gong cultivated by Huang Danian, the true qi and gang qi in the body can be condensed into a dragon shape and released.

It's like Chongzhen's cultivation of the eighteen palms of the dragon, and there is a dragon chanting and tiger roaring when it is unfolded.

But that's shocking enough.

At this time, Chongzhen sneered with disdain, "Your Excellency has originally cultivated the Blue Dragon Skill."

Of course, Chongzhen knows the martial arts in the world, no matter whether it is a sect or a faction, how can he hide it. Just search his super memory bank, there is nothing that you don't know.

"Your Majesty is really well-informed, and he eats old and decayed palms."

Huang Danian said, his eyes condensed, and he suddenly launched an attack on Chongzhen.

The looming green dragon turned into a wave of qi and roared towards Chongzhen.

Chongzhen stood there, unmoved, as steady as Mount Tai, but not waiting to be beaten, at this time he had already used his strength.

Otherwise, pretending to be forced at this time will inevitably be a slap in the face.

Under the night, a bell-shaped qi wave covered Chongzhen, and this qi wave emitted golden light, which was obviously a sign of cultivating the Shaolin peerless golden bell jar to the innate perfection realm.

This is Huang Danian's green dragon palm, and the palm force just hit the bell-shaped qi wave.

Phew!

With a dull metallic sound, the dragon-shaped wave of qi disappeared in an instant, turning into a bouncing air current, extending in the opposite direction.

Lord Huang's face changed, and his name actually withdrew from the battle, so he kept his footsteps.

But look at the pair of broken shoes on his feet, he can't hang them anymore, how far the shoes have flew, his feet are bare, and his feet are standing on the ground.

"Hahaha," Chongzhen couldn't help laughing, "The martial arts are so superb that you can't even afford a pair of shoes, so I will reward you with a new pair to wear in the coffin, and you can show off decently when you go to the underworld."

Originally, it was a scene of murder and bloodshed.

Chongzhen's two sentences almost made the people present laugh.

After a broken beggar dies, he can wear a pair of good shoes and show off in the underworld? You'll have to wear a new outfit!

Your Majesty is simply too humorous.

"Faint gentleman don't play poor!"

Huang Danian felt humiliated, and jumped up at Chongzhen and made moves again and again, with phantoms and shadows, and the green dragon was churning in the whistling sound.

Boom Boom ......

hit Chongzhen several times in a row, but Chongzhen did not move at all, safe and sound.

Huang Danian was shocked, his congenital perfection palm power couldn't move him, and he also cultivated the golden bell jar of Shaolin? It's incredible.

At this time, it was not only Huang Danian who felt incredible, but also the three thieves behind Huang Danian, including Ma Luan, Ouyang Changgeng and Bayinke.

"This faint monarch is actually a true qi realm?" Bayinke muttered to himself.

"True Qi Realm?" Ma Luan and Ouyang Changgeng's faces changed.

With the martial arts cultivation of the two of them, of course, they can't see Chongzhen's true cultivation, they can only see the innate consummation realm.

But he couldn't hide it, and his martial arts cultivation was a level higher than Chongzhen's.

The two of them gasped as well.

Especially Ouyang Changgeng, he still remembers the rain battle in the forest of Tongzhou last time. At that time, he remembered that Chongzhen's martial arts cultivation was only the 9th layer of the innate level, and it was only a few days?

This faint monarch actually stepped into the realm of true qi?

Ouyang Changgeng felt weak in his heart, and felt that the cool breeze was blowing from the back of his neck, and it seemed that he was choking tonight.

Originally, Ma Luan was also confident, and at this time, his heart was also suspended.

Because Bayinke never lies.

Ma Luan is the congenital consummate cultivation, and his immortal crane hand has just reached the 9th layer of the innate level, if he wants to enter the true strength, even if he is a martial arts wizard, plus his self-proclaimed invincible golden palm Wu Shen, it will take at least three and a half years to teach it hand-in-hand.

Martial arts cultivation is a world of difference.

What's more, the innate realm, and the true qi realm, are not more than one grade at all.

It's like an acquired master, just like a congenital master.

That is an unattainable existence, and the acquired master can only admire the innate master, and can only sigh with admiration.

Ma Luan felt that tonight's arrogance was a bit too much, if his father Ma Shiying was present, he would reprimand him for being arrogant, and his confidant would inevitably suffer if he didn't know him.

This is Chongzhen speaking, "I want to use the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon, and I will meet Your Excellency's Green Dragon Palms for a while."

Of course, Chongzhen can't be beaten all the time, even if Huang Danian can't do anything about him, it won't work.

Pretending to be forced also has to be measured.

"The dragon is in the sky!"

Chongzhen took a step back and used the trick of lowering the dragon's eighteen palms, and in the roar of the dragon and the tiger, a wave of qi swept towards Huang Danian like an eighth-level wind.

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen