Perhaps in Beichenhuang's heart, he was somewhat afraid of the Li Dynasty, or maybe Beichenhuang thought that if the army of the imperial court was conquered, if it caused the entire people in the rivers and lakes to resist, it would definitely have an impact on the centralization of power in the Tianyao Dynasty.

Under such circumstances, Beichenhuang chose a proposal that Qin Ming could not refuse: if there is a dispute between the same door, the victory or defeat should be determined by competition, and the friendship of the same door must not be harmed.

Having said that, everyone knows the risks in this big war, and it is definitely not as simple as a competition.

Although Qin Ming is different from each other in Beichen Huang Dao, Qin Ming's education since he was a child is to be loyal to the monarch and patriotism, and the people in the family have been officials for generations, so Qin Ming will definitely stay in this battle, and Beichen Huang will definitely not show mercy to Qin Ming in order to complete the plan of banning weapons in the world.

If my brother is not convinced, he can decide the victory or defeat with me on the night of the bright moon, on the top of the imperial city, and decide with me!

Whether it is as a senior brother or as a courtier, for the world and for the martial arts, Qin Ming has no reason to refuse.

Soon it was the night of the bright moon, Qin Ming ignored the opposition of the Xuantian Sect and came to the Imperial City of Kyoto alone, and Beichen Huang had already retreated, and outside the empty hall, only Qin Ming and Beichen Huang were figures.

The killing clouds shrouded in silence, and the silent silence was the beginning of the battle between the two.

"Dragon Breaker—"

Beichen Huang took the lead and issued the most decisive palm in the Panlong Gong, which seemed to be broken, not only the friendship of the same family, but also the friendship of monarchs and ministers.

"Huh?"

Frowning, Qin Ming unconsciously fell into contemplation, Beichen Huang hadn't moved for three years, but his skill was actually in the mythical realm, which was completely beyond Qin Ming's expectations, Qin Ming didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly raised his hand to greet him.

"Mind Trance Fist-"

Qin Ming condensed his mind and used the sixth type of the Seven Injuries Fist General Technique to send a horizontal force to Beichenhuang!

"Boom-"

At the intersection of fists and fists, Qin Ming stood in place, motionless, while Beichen Huang took a few steps backwards.

It seems that Qin Ming has the upper hand, but the real benefit is indeed Beichen Huang, who has taken a few steps backwards, because when he retreated, he resolved most of Qin Ming's seven injuries, but Qin Ming completely resisted Beichen Huang's palm.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Qin Ming's mouth, and Beichen Huang showed a confident smile like an emperor.

"My destiny is what I want, how can I be resisted by manpower, senior brother should know my determination by now. ”

Qin Ming replied neither humbly nor arrogantly: "If Your Majesty's determination is only based on the pain of others, Qin Ming will not dare to agree. ”

"Well, when Senior Brother said that, don't you think you've lost to me?"

"It was just a warm-up just now, where did Qin Ming lose to Your Majesty?"

"Senior brother is looking for his own death, so it's no wonder that I want to use all my strength!"

"Just come!"

The tough dialogue indicates the rupture of friendship.

"Come to war, drink. Qin Ming swept out with his palm, swept out a boulder of a rockery, and the boulder rushed towards Beichenhuang.

Beichen Huang was not in a hurry, sneered and roared, raised his palm, and the boulder suddenly scattered in pieces.

The emperor's eyes were even more domineering: "Hmph, rather stubborn, stupid is a person like you, senior brother." ”

With all his guts, Qin Ming unfolded his aura and fought the real dragon with one palm.

"Come on, Seven Wounds Finale—"

Qin Ming jumped up and slapped his palm towards Beichen Huang.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

The divine power shook the divine power, and the staggered figures set off waves and shook endlessly in the top of the imperial city.

"Ahh

Qingming does not dodge or dodge, while hard receiving the fist of Beichen Huang, he also punches Beichen Huang's palm.

Beichen Huang's palm suddenly felt numb, and then slapped another palm on Qin Ming's body.

"Poof. Qin Ming took a few steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"The dragon roared in the sky. "Beichen Phoenix's palm power struck again.

"Seven Wounds—"

"Boom. "Sparks erupted everywhere, and the sound of explosions continued.

The two fought in close quarters, their moves were ruthless, and in an instant, Qin Ming slapped several palms.

Splatters of blood, falling to the ground, stained scarlet.

Where is Beichen Huang still in the same family at this moment, not only pressing step by step, chasing and fighting, one palm is as fast as a palm, one palm is as fierce as a palm, Qin Ming who slapped it was crooked, and his mouth spit blood.

Qin Ming shook his fist, and Beichen Huang took a few steps back.

"Hide the secret. Qin Ming concentrated his breath and used the fourth form of the Seven Injuries Fist, his fists were soft and strong, and he played a force of inwardness!

"The dragon roared in the sky. Zhao Junyang turned around, and his palms came out again.

Qin Ming was shocked and took dozens of steps back.

"I don't believe you'll be able to hold out much longer. Although he admired it, Beichen Huang's face also showed a murderous intent that he had not had before.

"The dragon breaks the emperor's pole. ”

"Lost in the know. Qin Ming was calm, his fists were like thunder, and he sent his strength straight towards Beichen Huang.

One after another, the palm force hit Qin Ming, and he was frequently injured.

From the very beginning, Qin Ming already knew that this was a battle that could neither be won nor lost.

If you win, the Tianyao Dynasty, which has finally risen, will be depressed again, and if you lose, the world will forever become a puppet in the hands of the Tianyao Dynasty.

is still unwilling to fall, just to prevent the world from banning weapons, asking about the present and the future, not about the way back.

"Ahh Beichen Huang slapped it again, which immediately made Qin Ming's face full of blood.

Suddenly, Qin Ming grabbed Beichen Huang's collar with his left hand and slammed his head into Beichen Huang's head.

Beichen Huang suddenly had a nosebleed.

Angry from the heart, Beichen Huang's palm force hit Qin Ming again and again, palm after palm bombardment, palm after palm heavy blows, Qin Ming, who was still upright, was suddenly unconscious.

Suddenly, Beichenhuang suddenly felt that his recovery was insufficient, and his internal strength was lost, and he actually stood in place.

Qin Ming suddenly opened his eyes and smiled slightly.

The divine power was urging, the fist was like a thousand catties, Qin Ming's heavy punch hit Beichen Huang's shoulder, and the lifting of the fist was another heavy pressure, hitting Beichen Huang's head.

Beichen Huang was dizzy for a while, and was beaten to the point that blood flowed from his head, and he knelt on the ground.

The emperor knelt on the ground, and the unbelievable humiliation stimulated Beichenhuang's madness even more.

"You dare to make me kneel. Beichen Huang trembled, not because he was afraid, but because the dignity of the emperor was greatly insulted.

"The person you want to kneel down is not me, it is the ancestors of the Tianyao Dynasty, the people of the world who are controlled by you, and the people in the martial arts who applaud you. Qin Ming said in a deep voice.

Humiliated, making people lose their minds, Beichen Huang slowly stood up, his aura was full of energy, and his palm strength continued to hit Qin Ming again.

One palm is faster than another, and one palm is stronger than another.

"Why aren't you dead, why aren't you dead, die, die, die, die. "The emperor, who has always been calm and calm, is now like a madman.

(End of chapter)