Ouyang Zhi's face couldn't hold back, he received a few palms in succession, and finally was beaten by Wang Chengen, outsiders seemed that he had no power to fight back, and he had the heart to fight again, which was also embarrassing, a phantom, and the old way disappeared.

"The Stinky Daoist ran away...... The prince won...... The emperor won......"

These martial arts masters brought by Chongzhen cheered, and the thousands of generals brought by Li Yan also raised their arms and shouted, no matter what, it is a fact that Wang Chengen won the old way on behalf of the Ming Emperor.

Their emperor won, how can he not cheer and thunder?

On the contrary to the Ming army, Zuo Mengeng's soldiers were discouraged and frustrated, but they lost the victory, and many people began to have whispers, and they also returned the two saints of Maoshan Mountain, a rice bucket, bragging about it, it's a shame!

At this time, the boss of the two saints of Maoshan could no longer hold his breath.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they saw this Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty, they planted the two saints of Maoshan Mountain.

He was also angry just now, his brother was so capable that he was slapped in public by a dead eunuch of the third layer of the day after tomorrow, and finally he was knocked down.

He felt that Ouyang Zhi had completely lost the face of their Maoshan sect ancestors.

In addition to being angry, his two eagle-like eyes looked at Chongzhen, the problem was definitely with the faint king, but it was a pity that the brother didn't see it, so he suffered.

As a brother, you have to get back this face for your brother, otherwise can you stay here? I'm afraid that Maoshan won't be able to go back, and it's even more embarrassing to spread it to the rivers and lakes......

Thinking of this, Ouyang Chu fell in front of Wang Chengen with a phantom.

The prince won a battle for the emperor, and his heart was happy, and he turned around and was just about to go back, when another old way appeared in front of him.

This old Dao is very similar to the one just now, but the old Dao just now was wearing a black robe, and now this person is a yellow robe.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, please stay."

Wang Chengen stopped.

"What are you doing with this bullnose?" Wang Chengen was stunned.

"The one who just started with you is Ouyang Zhi, the younger brother of Poor Dao, I am his brother Ouyang Chu, the people of the rivers and lakes call the Flying Dragon Holy Hand, the father-in-law's skills are so high, and Poor Dao also wants to come to learn a thing or two."

Ouyang Chu said, his gaze fell on Chongzhen's face.

Where he fell, he intended to get up again.

Their two saints of Maoshan were first planted in the hands of Wang Chengen, of course he couldn't let this dead eunuch go like this, it would be too cheap for him.

Chongzhen has long noticed this old way, the two saints of Maoshan ran away with one, and now there is another one.

However, this person's cultivation is a little higher than the old Dao just now, but it doesn't seem to have broken through the realm of Gangqi Realm Xiaocheng.

Chongzhen said: "Haha Wang Companion, since this Taoist chief has come to the door, let's accompany him a few more times, otherwise they will have no face for the two saints of Maoshan Mountain."

"Old slave commands."

The emperor's words are the will, and Chongzhen's words made Wang Chengen full of confidence.

Now as long as the emperor is by his side, Wang Chengen is not afraid of anyone.

"His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is refreshing, Poor Dao and the prince are competing again, I wonder if the prince still takes the place of His Majesty?" Ouyang Chu took over the conversation and said to Chongzhen.

"Haha, that's nature, I am naturally fair to you Maoshan and the two saints, and my Wang Daban will compete with you separately on my behalf." Chongzhen talked and laughed and looked at him with interest.

"Okay, then let's chase after a gentleman and a horse, the prince and the princess, please."

Soon the two of them took up a position again.

Li Yan and Shaolin Wudang, the first martial arts masters, knew the power of this old way, and his methods had already been seen just now.

He called the Flying Dragon Holy Hand to have the help of the dragon, this time the prince is afraid that he will be planted, and the dragon does not know where to hide now, it is too fierce......

Wang Chengen still used the first strike this time, and unleashed the Bagua palm to pounce on Ouyang Chu.

Ouyang Chu sneered in his heart, dodged left and right like a tumbler, and made Wang Chengen sweat all over, and he didn't even touch Ouyang Chu's clothes with more than a dozen palms.

However, at this time, Ouyang Chu's note

The will is not in Wang Chengen at all, but all in Chongzhen's body.

While whirling with Wang Chengen, Lao Dao suddenly shook the dust, and a giant dragon flew down in the air, hovering in the air with teeth and claws, roaring straight at Chongzhen.

Ouyang Chu is known as the Flying Dragon Holy Hand.

The cultivation of the third layer of the Gang Qi Realm is for him, and what he practices is this exclusive ability.

Just now he let the flying dragon appear, and the Ming soldiers suffered a big loss, collided and trampled on each other, and suffered countless casualties.

Now that this dragon has appeared again, these Ming soldiers present, including martial arts masters, are all shocked.

This demon road can actually call the wind and rain, and detain the divine dragon again? Many generals, including those timid martial arts people, had suffered his loss, trembled, and wanted to escape.

Zuo Mengeng's generals were also very scared in their hearts, but they knew that Ouyang Chu was their person, and they were holding on to it in shock.

Chongzhen saw that the giant dragon in the night sky pounced on him with its teeth and claws, and said sharply, "Evil barrier, your prototype has not yet appeared!"

Caused by thoughts, it is caused by anger.

In silence, Chongzhen had already used the eighteen palms of the dragon descending.

The power of the Eighteen Palms of the Gang Qi Realm went further, and two waves of qi appeared in the air, instantly turning into a dragon shape, and in the midst of the dragon's roar, two more dragons flew towards the dragon in the air.

Three waves of air collided in the night sky, making a roaring sound like rolling thunder.

All three dragons disappeared in the air.

Ouyang Chu flew upside down a few feet away, and the blood and snow were scattered in the night sky, and there was no trace in the blink of an eye......

After about 10 breaths, the martial arts masters and thousands of soldiers of the Ming army present shouted, Wang Gonggong won! Banzai......

"Kill!" Chongzhen pointed at the void with his hand, the sword of the Son of Heaven flew out of its sheath and flew out, and thousands of Ming troops and hundreds of martial arts masters rushed towards Zuo Menggeng's men and horses, and the shouts resounded through the night sky like a tide......

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen