When Lao He came on the order of the Lord, he thought about what the current emperor is good at?

Did you get the Sword Sect's secret unparalleled swordsmanship? No.

Is it the Mobei Martial Dao that Luo Yan painstakingly studied and created?

Is it the hard work of the "Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Practice Golden Bell Jar", which can be called the pearl of martial arts? This is also too superficial.

When today's son Li Xu is like a so-called dragon, the dragon sees the head but does not see the tail, and he will never know where his bottom is.

So Lao He arranged Zhang Tu as the first person to make a move.

The Heavenly Demon Gong can devour the true qi essence of others, and Zhang Tu has also cultivated to the realm of the "Heavenly Demon Golden Body", which is very durable, and this back and forth may be able to peek through the hidden origins of the emperor's martial arts, and find the emperor's weaknesses.

However, the moment Li Xu rose to the sky, Lao He knew that he was going to suffer.

It's just too fast.

Buddhism has a saying that a moment is a thought, twenty thoughts are a moment, and twenty moments are a snap of a finger.

There are twenty moments in a flick of the fingers, so how short is a moment?

In this instant, the Emperor had already unleashed seventy-six punches.

Each punch was extremely heavy, and each punch contained the supreme fist intent of the Heavenly Dao of Life and Death.

Zhang Tu worked very hard, and in an instant, he only felt as if he had been trampled by a group of wild bulls, although the fist hit his body and made the sound of gold and iron impacting, the cold killing fist intent was still mixed with this combination of strength and softness to fill his body.

The Heavenly Demon Golden Body struggled to support it, but there was a faint bloodshot flowing from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

"You're not bad. ”

After striking seventy-six punches, the emperor withdrew his hand and stood up, and said four words lightly.

"Flutter ......"

Zhang Tu wanted to scold your mother, but as soon as the first word came out, there was a wave of nausea in his chest, and he vomited a mouthful of purple-red blood.

Li Xu looked at Zhang Tu in front of him, when he just fought, in order to avoid his true qi being captured by the Heavenly Demon Skill, he could use the Heavenly Life and Death Dao used by the Mobei Martial Arts to face the enemy, although he hammered out the blood of this golden light on the street, but when his fist touched his skin, there was still a mysterious power to pull his true yuan into the body of this pig-faced person.

Although he has the help of the Dao Seed, which can be called a perpetual motion machine in the martial arts, it is really a shameless thing to be snatched away by others like this.

Zhang Tu slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, forgetting the round of injuries that had just been beaten, he was already belligerent by nature, but he was beaten by a hammer, since he couldn't die, he still had the strength to fight.

What's more, when they just fought, Zhang Tu also took the opportunity to grab a trace of the emperor's pure true yuan, and got a lot of supplements. The taste of the true yuan that is as warm as jade is far more comfortable than the street of Liu Sickman.

Zhang Tu looked at the emperor in front of him, gently stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, if he could suck a little more, what if he would give you a hammer explosion?

"Dead pretty boy, is that the level is? The flower boxing you learned in the bed of your master can't make grandpa feel pain. ”

Zhang Tu's style of play has always been to spray while fighting, and the more fierce he sprays, the braver he fights.

Lao He is an old friend of Zhang Tu, so he naturally knows his slightly dead personality, but the other two standing on the wall don't see it that way.

"Isn't this Nimabi afraid of death?" Monkey Face turned his head to look at Lu Yuxi: "I said big boss, if he dies here, you have to make a French style for him." ”

Lu Yinxi was originally standing on it to watch the play, but the "Wuzhiqi" sentence next to him made him almost fall off the wall because of his unstable footing.

Who the are you, do you want to me?

Lu Yinxi looked at the old crane beside him angrily, hoping that the other party could give him an answer.

However, Lao He's attention has been absorbed by the battle circle in the middle, and he didn't notice the behavior of "Wuzhiqi" deliberately pit his teammates.

Of course, even if he noticed, he wouldn't do anything.

This old crane wished that the big boss would turn his face with the court and knock to death.

"You've done your best. Li Xu looked at the clamoring Zhang Tu expressionlessly: "Let's do it ourselves." ”

The emperor slowly stretched out a palm forward, now that the moon is dark and the wind is high, it is the time to test new moves.

As soon as the palm is handed out, there is a yin and yang differentiation.

The distinction between yin and yang has always been a very important concept in the philosophy of the Central Plains.

Integrating into martial arts, there are also many completely different branches.

When it comes to anode martial arts, the three miracles are the first of the hot sun.

One is pure yang without extreme, the Xuanmen is authentic, the middle is plain, and there is a unique wonder of longevity and yang yin when practiced to the top of the pole.

One is the Yellow Sky Dafa, although it is out of the Xuanmen, it is not overbearing, and it melts the anode into the true qi, and it is the most prestigious.

One is the miraculous feats of the scorching sun, strange and domineering, originating from the foreign regions and exalting the Central Plains.

There has been no conclusion as to which of these three miraculous abilities is higher or lower.

But today, the emperor's miraculous feats shocked several of the masters above.

The anode killing intent that permeated the air almost doubled the temperature of the air, and a burning intent rose in the hearts of the four people, except for Zhang Tusheng's violent nature, the remaining three people were all shocked.

This kind of method of accidentally letting God affect one side of the world, the three of them have either seen it with their own eyes or heard of it.

Lao He turned his head and looked at the two beside him, these two have always listened to tunes and did not listen to announcements, and on an occasion like today, even if they came to test the emperor's bottom, these two just watched the show.

It's just that this time it's really scary.

Didn't you say that it was the disciple of Shi Sheng and Yue Gu Han, how could it be the tone of the Dao Sage as soon as he made a move?

The means of turning a heaven and earth into one's own use is the ability of the Taoist saint to take care of the house.

"What the hell is this one?"

Lu Yuxi, who was wearing the deer-head mask "Fu Zhu", looked at the old crane beside him.

Although the masks of all the people in the organization seem to be ordinary beast heads, they are all named after the strange beasts in the ancient anecdotes because they originate from the ruins.

Fu Zhu is a strange beast in the Book of Mountains and Seas, resembling a white deer, and anyone who sees it will have a flood.

And in this section, Lu Yinxi looked at the "friends" on both sides of him, and these people were afraid that they didn't understand what kind of allusions there were.

The "Jumang" wearing the crane head mask has not yet spoken, but the monkey-faced "Wuzhiqi" on the other side has been talking non-stop.

"What is the way to come, I think it is to follow the Taoist saint to refine the pill, follow the interpretation of the saint to recite the scriptures, and send a bundle to the Confucian saint. Fight with others, and die in vain. ”

Lao He turned his head and glanced at "Wu Zhiqi", this person is a new master of the Mobei generation absorbed by the organization from outside the Saiwai, I heard that he is also unruly, and some tempers are of course, I really don't know how to die when I talk so impulsively.

In the battle circle, the feeling of "Feng Feng" Zhang Tu, who was wearing a pig's face mask, was naturally more obvious than the feeling of the bastards who said cool things above.

Hot, Zhang Tu felt that every inch of his skin was heating up.

A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the emperor standing in the distance in great confusion, unable to understand how the other party had done all this.

The entire garden is covered by the emperor's divine will, heaven and earth are a picture scroll, and the emperor's martial arts true meaning is spread on this picture scroll.

This heaven and earth, all things, are owned by me.

The heart-burning scorching true meaning of the sun was covered layer by layer, as if layers of cobwebs had wrapped Zhang Tu.

"Huo. ”

"Wuzhiqi" sneered: "If we don't make a move, there will be suckling pigs to eat."