Chapter 227: A Stunning Punch

The clouds in the sky were as black as ink, and a solemn aura permeated the heavens and the earth, bringing a dull atmosphere.

Master Sun was originally just a dying old man, but now his whole body exudes supreme momentum, his figure rises from the ground, and finally from a hunchbacked old man, he has become a giant as high as the sky.

His eyes were lowered, and his eyes the size of a boulder looked extremely cold.

Compared with Master Sun, who is hundreds of feet tall, the entire Chang'an City looks insignificant, like ants.

His fist burst out with indescribable terrifying power, and his majestic aura rushed into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds.

It was only at this moment that this old man really showed the appearance of dominating the world.

However, none of the people in Chang'an City saw Master Sun's movements, let alone knew that the sky was overpowered.

In their eyes, Chang'an is still the Chang'an of the past, the sky is cloudy, and people come and go outside the city, but the speed around them seems to have changed.

A tavern.

A young man wearing a scarf and holding a feather fan with a solemn face stared at the outside of the house and said in a deep voice: "Sun ...... Old...... Father...... Target...... Fist...... Head...... True...... Can...... I'm afraid ......"

The scholar sitting in front of him forced a smile, in his opinion, the people around him have always been invincible, and it was worth the trip to see him embarrassed today.

"Hmm!!"

The handsome scholar nodded proudly, but the nodding speed was too slow, as if he was moaning without illness, which seemed quite funny.

In a dilapidated yard.

The few leaves swirled, and fell lightly on the scattered hair of the national teacher.

He breathed latheredly and gasped for air. A bloody hole had been opened in his chest, and red blood was leaking out.

The people in the rivers and lakes of Chang'an can't see the figure of Master Sun and Tianping, and the national teacher is no exception, but he can feel it.

"Sun ...... Old...... Father...... Want...... Do...... Miscellaneous...... ......"

He asked with a furrowed brow.

"......"

The Sun family led by Sun Yu rushed forward, and the young man who had originally attacked him also rushed with his sword.

"Kill...... Finish...... He ......"

Slow steps, little steps out, this scene looks like love.

It seems to be a couple who haven't seen each other for a long time, and justice runs towards each other without hesitation.

Sunset.

In the brilliant morning glow.

Hundreds of people in mourning clothes rushed towards the national teacher at the same time, but their bodies were extremely sluggish.

Lin Xuan was stunned and hid in the room, he looked at this picture scroll, covered his mouth and laughed.

He's a cold guy and doesn't usually laugh unless he can't help it.

Lin Xuan saw the national teacher sitting on the ground with a depressed face, while the people around him rushed to his side with "affection" on their faces.

No matter how you look at it, it's a hilarious picture.

"Really...... Yes...... Love...... Ah......h

He remembered the time when he ran in the sunset, which was his lost youth.

In front of the palace of Emperor Qin.

Countless corpses lay on the ground, with little end in sight as far as the eye could see.

Most of the 100,000 Black Family Army has been killed by Yan Wenxuan, and the rest of the people are also terrified and have no strength to fight again.

A cold wind is blowing.

The hair on Yan Wenxuan's sideburns fluttered and dripped down beads of sweat.

He was tired, his heart was tired, and his body was tired.

Although he prides himself on being a ruthless and desireless swordsman, after he has really done cruel and ruthless things, he realizes how ridiculous his past thoughts are.

It's just that he had to do it again, and he couldn't stop.

If you can't even kill 100,000 people now, then how can you kill millions or tens of millions of people in the future?

Ever since Yan Wenxuan came to Chang'an City, he knew that he had embarked on a road of no return.

The road will be paved with the bones of thousands of people, and anyone who sets foot on it will be doomed, because at the end of the road is an abyss from which there will be no return.

Yan Wenxuan held the sword, and the speed at which he took out the sword slowed down again, counting the blessing of time slowdown, this man, who was known as the first son in the world, was as slow as an ant.

"Sun ...... Old...... ...... Grandpa"

He seemed to realize something, and the sadness on his face intensified.

"No...... Yes...... Crime...... Negative...... You...... Ah......h

Yan Wenxuan said this sentence intermittently, and his eyes flashed with a bright edge again.

When this peerless swordsman was no longer confused, the sword moves he used suddenly changed a little more inexplicably. With just a slight change, the power of his sword moves increased several times.

Before Yan Wenxuan took out his sword, every move and style was always a little stagnant, as if there was an invisible silk thread entwining him, making him unable to give full play to his strength.

The wind blows from the sky, and the sunset sets from the sky.

Yan Wenxuan was holding a wooden sword, and the sword body flashed with evil blood.

Before, he felt guilty and unbearable, so he didn't completely swing the sword move in his chest.

It's just that at this moment, the swordsman has figured it out, and he won't keep his hand anymore.

All the superfluous feelings of Yan Wenxuan were dispersed by the light of the sword in his hand.

His sword was like a mountain, and it was suppressed in all directions.

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

Strange wails came and went, and dozens of black-armored soldiers rose into the air and fell slowly to the ground.

Yan Wenxuan's eyes bloomed with a fierce light, and the whole person was like a divine sword that could pierce the sky at any time.

"Sun ...... Old...... Father...... You...... Yes...... After...... Regret...... ......"

He held his sword, stepped on the bloody wind, and began the road of slaughter again.

Outside the city.

Master Sun has an earth-shattering body, just standing at random, exuding a unique aura in the sky and on the ground.

Maybe with the slightest movement of his fingers, he could tear apart thousands of miles of territory. A casual whisper can cost tens of millions of lives.

Old Man Sun was full of energy, and the fist in his hand was only an inch away from Chang'an City.

A character like him, even if it is just a casual blow, will be a terrifying trick that destroys the world and destroys the world.

And now he is not a casual move, but a punch that has been gathering momentum for a long time.

He hadn't fought anyone else for decades, and during this period, he didn't know how many emotions he had saved and how many stories he had left behind.

Now all his thoughts have turned into the motivation for Master Sun to punch, and perhaps even he himself doesn't know what terrifying power this fist contains.

The world can't see him and don't know the existence of Master Sun, just because he is now out of the realm of human beings and has reached the point of being unpredictable.

He is a fairy-like figure, so people can't see him, let alone know his movements, and can't hear this earth-shattering sound.

At this moment, his fist fell to Chang'an City, and no nosy person came to stop it.

If the fist is allowed to scatter in the city, the famous Chang'an City of Great Qin will also be turned into powder.

Whether it is the national teacher who pushes the world, the talented Yan Wenxuan, or the proud Emperor Qin, they are all wiped out like this city.

"Boom!!"

A majestic aura rushed out of the sky, crushing the dense dark clouds above Master Sun's head.

"Aang!!"

An earth-shattering roar rose from Chang'an City and spread out in all directions.

I saw a thousand-foot-long golden dragon stop under Master Sun's fist, blocking his world-destroying fist.

This golden dragon is extremely noble, as if it is a natural supreme, and it shows the supreme majesty of the world to the fullest.

This dragon seems to be the most respected existence in heaven and earth, and his noble bearing is still above Master Sun.

But now on the head of the golden dragon, there was a person, a strange young man.

He came with his hands in his hands, and his expression was calm. A pair of eyes seem to mock the common people, but they are sad and compassionate, and they have a special temperament.

The man's appearance is indistinct, but he can be seen wearing a five-clawed dragon robe and a nine-bead dragon crown on his head.

That person stood proudly on the head of the thousand-zhang golden dragon, and there seemed to be thunder flashing in his eyes, as if he could penetrate the heavens and the earth.

"You are worthy of being the most talented person in the world today, and you really didn't disappoint me!!"

Master Sun said in a low voice, his tone full of appreciation.

The man in the dragon robe didn't raise his eyelids, but only glanced at Master Sun deeply.

"You!!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure turned into a golden glow and disappeared on the head of the golden dragon.

There is only one person in the whole world who dares to have such a dress, and only one person can have such a demeanor.

He must be Emperor Qin, the disciple of that Daozun, and the master of this country.

"Ordinary people don't even have the qualifications to see me, but you not only see the old man, but you can even talk to me!"

"It's a pity that only one word was spoken, otherwise the old man would have looked at you more......"

Master Sun's face was full of appreciation, he laughed, and his voice resounded through the sky like thunder.

"Zhang Sanfeng has a good apprentice, although this apprentice's martial arts are not as good as his, but his personality is much better than him!"

"It's a bit opportunistic, but after all, it's come to this point!"

He said lightly, casually commenting on the lord of the empire, telling that this Qin Shi Huang was not. It sounds like a slang, but every word is full of supreme domineering.

Although it is just ordinary self-talk, every word can bring pressure to sentient beings that is difficult to describe in words, and make the world feel a kind of fear of being as small as dust.

"Roar!!"

The golden dragon's eyes were red, and he let out a huge roar, and then turned into a rush of thunder and rushed towards Master Sun.

"If I kill you, Qin Boy won't have any worries!!"

"Kill you, and they won't be soft-hearted!!"

Master Sun let out a helpless laugh, and the entire earth seemed to be pulled by a gas machine, making a shocking rumbling sound.

"You must die, Daqin must die!!"

"For Emperor Qin, you are a responsibility and a burden!!"

Master Sun smiled and threw a punch, the strength of the fist rubbed against the air, setting off a monstrous invisible flame, just the residual temperature of the flame was enough to burn the mountains and boil the sea, as if the sun was coming.

"Boom!!"

The golden dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and his entire body collided with Master Sun's fist in an instant.

In just ten breaths, Master Sun's fists and the golden dragon fought each other for thousands of moves, but no one could help anyone.

The body of that golden dragon was extremely hard, and even Master Sun's terrifying fist couldn't cause it the slightest damage.

No matter where he hit the golden dragon, he didn't use it in the slightest.

Master Sun took his punches seriously and punched, and he did not feel frustrated because the golden dragon was intact.

In fact, he has come to this point, I don't know how many failures he has experienced, but he still survived one by one, and finally walked in front of everyone and became an existence that the world looks up to.

Because there is only one kind of person who fails, and that is the person who gives up before reaching success.