He Daoming, the blood-turning palm, encountered Lu Xiaofeng, a lonely goose in the Hanjiang River.

Lu Xiaofeng is a master of the innate 7th layer.

used to be one of the four protectors of the White Lotus Sect, a veritable murderous female demon, her face was as cold as frost, although she was beautiful, but it was too cold to approach.

Those who knew her prestige, whether it was inside or outside the church, were even more frightened to stay away.

But since she returned to the imperial court and became Chongzhen's brocade guard, and was a personal guard, this woman has changed a lot, and her personality has become gentle and considerate.

But killing people is still terrifying.

At this time, a long sword in her hand was unleashed, with a silver light and a sword aura.

But the opponent she met today turned out to be He Daoming, who was a 5th-level cultivator of the True Qi Realm, and among the masters of the Xixia Yipintang, he ranked second, which was an existence more powerful than the Pig Iron Buddha, second only to Liu Daotong, a Flying Heaven Daoist.

Therefore, there is a huge difference in the military cultivation between the two of them.

The two fought for less than 10 rounds, and He Daoming's palm power shattered Lu Xiaofeng's sword.

In front of He Daoming's palm power, this stainless steel sword was like an ice cube, and with a click, it shattered into several pieces.

Lu Xiaofeng knew that it was not the opponent who withdrew and left, He Daoming's eyes showed the light of the yin owl, and he launched a palm at Lu Xiaofeng's beautiful back.

This palm is no small matter.

Because this palm is He Daoming's trick to turn into a blood palm.

On the surface, this palm is light and light, and it is no different from ordinary palm techniques.

But this palm was as fast as the wind, as if the wind had raised a stream of black sand, although Lu Xiaofeng's body was as fast as lightning and instantly rushed into the sky, he still couldn't dodge this palm.

This stream of black sand all reached Lu Xiaofeng's back, and then scattered in the air.

Lu Xiaofengjiao screamed and fell down in the air.

At this time, Chongzhen used his fingers to flick his fingers, and just rescued Li Miniang, and when he heard this coquettish scream, he didn't need to look at it to know that this was his personal brocade guard Lu Xiaofeng.

A phanthropic shadow swept away like a breeze.

The next moment, Lu Xiaofeng was picked up in Chongzhen's arms.

The two of them were like bees and butterflies, flying among the flowers and slowly falling down.

At that moment, Lu Xiaofeng felt that everything in the world had come to a standstill, only the handsome face of Emperor Wu of the Great Ming Dynasty was bright.

Lu Xiaofeng had no injuries all over her body, but her face was pale, like a girl who had just recovered from a serious illness, and her body was as soft as boneless.

"Your Majesty......"

Her beautiful lips trembled slightly, and she was weak even when she spoke.

"Feng'er, you'll be fine with me." Chongzhen's eyes were resolute, still smiling.

"But Your Majesty...... The slave family was so uncomfortable, it was in the hands of the thief...... It should be poisoned in the palm of your hand, and it is all the incompetence of the slave family, which has added a burden to Your Majesty......

"Haha Feng'er has forgotten, I can rejuvenate with my hands, and no matter how serious the injury is, I can get rid of the disease with my hands," Chongzhen was still talking and laughing.

"Thank you, Your Majesty......" Lu Xiaofeng, who was in Chongzhen's arms, showed a sweet smile, but that smile was like a withered flower, looking a little pale.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes quickly lost their luster, and his body began to tremble, as if he was shivering with cold.

At this time, Chongzhen hugged the beauty and slowly fell to the ground.

"Hahahaha......"

At this time, behind Chongzhen, a female dry laughing voice came, "Duanjun, you actually raised such a beautiful female brocade guard, I'm afraid I will raise it on your dragon bed at night, haha."

"But this time she can't live, she is hit by Lao Tzu's bloody palm, and within half an hour, all the blood in her body will turn into waste blood, and she will definitely die...... Unless you, the dumb king, surrender obediently, and then come and beg me for the antidote......

He Daoming just said this triumphantly, when suddenly a strong wind came to his face, blowing black sand with a strong wind.

He Daoming's face changed greatly.

Because he knew that this was his bloody palm.

But on this occasion, who else but him would play this kind of palm

？

Before he could figure it out, He Daoming's chest had been hit by this black sand. I saw that his body shook, and his chest seemed to be deflated, and it popped out again in an instant.

He Daoming's body flew out upside down and a few feet away.

knocked several of the soldiers of the brocade guard into a staggered manner, and one of them was directly knocked into the air.

He Daoming stood firm.

It is true that he has a Blood Transformation Palm, but the power of this palm is more than 10 times greater than that of his Blood Transformation Palm.

More than a dozen feet away from Chongzhen, he saw that terrifying gaze.

The gaze sent a shudder down his sleeve.

Could it be the hand of this faint king?

But how is that possible? How could he turn into a blood palm?

But who could there be if it wasn't him?

Taking advantage of the fact that the palm power had not yet attacked, He Daoming didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he quickly took out the antidote from his body, gobbled it up, and threw himself into the air, fleeing......

What is the master of the Xixia Yipintang who came together, what is the national teacher of the Western Regions, what is the expectation and entrustment of Wu Sangui and Mr. Fang, even if he takes other people's money, he and he are completely overtaken at this time, and it is important to escape.

For the first time, he learned the power of Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, and he could imitate his palm technique without moving.

At this time, Chongzhen did not chase him, but was pushing Lu Xiaofeng's blood, and pried open her lips and let her take a pill.

At this time, Lu Xiaofeng's face stabilized, and his body stopped shaking, although his face was still pale, but Chongzhen had a smile on his face.

Chongzhen said: "Feng'er, you will be fine soon, the thief who hurt you has been beaten away by me, this time he is lucky......

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen