"The winner of this confrontation must be the master of the horse hall!" The people on the Central Plains side were all overjoyed when they heard this. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The truth is completely different from what Nameless thinks, because Ma Xiaoming's battle against the absolute god is not a martial artist in the true sense, and his goal has never been to become the number one in the world, but to dominate the world. So before the giant elephant was about to trample on the Absolute God, the Absolute God had already roared wildly: "Fist God, if you still want to save your son's life, act quickly, or ......"

As a result, what was originally a wonderful and abnormal martial arts duel turned into a two-on-one group fight, and the winner who was previously unknown could not be decided.

The boxing god who had been watching the battle "snorted", but did not refute, the arm as thick as the thigh drove the whole body to rush towards the giant elephant, the extremely strong internal force gathered in the right hand, and there were bursts of strange thoughts of "snorting", as if the air was burning, and it seemed that the space was shattering, it was the strongest fist method of the boxing god - fist to the void!

The boxing god looked arrogant, unstoppable, with his fist, he punched the elephant body, he not only wanted to smash the frost giant elephant, but also killed Ma Xiaoming behind the elephant.

After an earth-shattering bang, the Frost Giant Elephant shattered, and in the field, except for the Absolute Void who was already fighting against the Frost Giant Fist, only one person was standing, while the other was on one knee.

The man standing is—

Ma Xiaoming!

"Impossible, impossible, my fist Void is obviously the strongest fist in the world, why can't I stop this so-called Frost Fist, why, why?" The boxing god who knelt on the ground on one knee muttered to himself while vomiting blood, "My fist technique can obviously shatter the heavenly thunder, why would I lose this giant elephant fist move, I don't accept it." ”

"I'm not convinced...... Ahem!" The boxing god looked up to the sky and roared, but unfortunately the roar stopped abruptly in the middle of the roar, coughing up blood from his mouth.

Not only was the boxing god stunned, but even the absolute god who opened the immortal golden body qi cover was also stunned, as the junior brother of the boxing god, he knew the cultivation of the boxing god best, and he didn't believe that in his eyes, the senior brother with such a high fist cultivation was defeated by a punch.

Only the masters of the Central Plains have not heard of the name of the boxing god, in their eyes, Ma Xiaoming is a peerless master at the peak of the Central Plains martial arts, and there are more than ten people sitting in this position, no one can shake it, and it is normal to defeat the opponent with one move.

"Fist Void Shattering Heavenly Thunder?" Ma Xiaoming formed the seal of Yin with both hands, and hurried to recover the consumed chakra, while still not forgetting his mouth cannon, "May I ask, how did you shatter the heavenly thunder?"

The boxing god didn't realize that it was the enemy who was asking questions, and subconsciously replied: "A thunderbolt hit the giant tree, and then I smashed the tree with one punch, and it shattered with the heavenly thunder." ”

"Uh, I'll go, you also call it shattering the thunder?" Ma Xiaoming was speechless, "You just used the special attribute of wood to reduce the damage of the thunder, so as to disperse the thunder and lightning, have you ever directly smashed the real thunderbolt?" Ma Xiaoming's stomach was full of bad water, and he wanted to deceive Li Yuanba, the first good man in the Sui and Tang dynasties of boxing theology, to commit suicide.

"Well, not really. "The boxing god was hit enough.

Ma Xiaoming made persistent efforts and asked again: "Then the so-called fist void can't really shatter the space?" As soon as these words came out, the face of the boxing god turned black.

After the god of boxing was defeated, he could not get back up. And the absolute god who should have really been knocked down was also in a dilemma at this time, in his eyes, the three masters of his own side were originally on an equal footing with the opposite side, who knew that Guangma Xiaoming shot alone, and the two of them fell directly to one.

If he continued to fight at this time, he would probably be seriously injured if he won, and the remaining Dongying First Swordsman Emperor Shadow would not be able to take over the unnamed and heroic attack on the opposite side at all.

But if you don't continue to fight, you are afraid that your own morale will be lost. In the future, as long as Ma Xiaoming stands in the Central Plains for a day, after he returns to Dongying, I am afraid that he will no longer be able to gather dragon masters and launch an offensive against the Central Plains.

At the moment when there is no god in a dilemma, a peerless swordsman stepped forward, it was the first swordsman in Dongying-

Imperial Shadow!

"Your Excellency's martial arts cultivation is only seen in your life, I originally didn't want to take advantage of people's danger, but I have to do it for the national righteousness, I hope your Excellency will forgive me. "Huangying originally only wanted to fight fairly, but now that everyone is safe, he has no choice but to step forward.

Ma Xiaoming smiled faintly: "Before, I took the initiative to let the three of you go together, but now you are just on one by one, which is already extremely fair, so you don't have to take it to heart." After saying that, he waved his hand casually, as if it was just a small problem.

How strange these sounds like, I don't know why a nameless fire erupted in the Imperial Shadow's heart: It's normal for the three of us to be together, and you look down on me so much?!

Of course, as a peerless swordsman's quality, Huangying quickly suppressed the ups and downs of his heart, held the knife in his right hand, said "please", and was about to launch an offensive.

"Wait. Ma Xiaoming stared at the "Silent Knife" of the imperial shadow, and after a long time, he asked in a loud voice, "I have a question for Your Excellency." Without waiting for the imperial shadow to refuse, he continued to ask, "Why did Your Excellency practice swords?"

Huangying was stunned for a moment, no one had ever asked him this question in the hundreds of decisive battles in Dongying, only the name of his sword technique when his opponent was dying.

"Naturally, it is to reach the highest level of the sword. The Imperial Shadow replied without thinking.

"After reaching the supreme realm of the Dao of the Dao, for what?" Ma Xiaoming asked reluctantly.

"For what?" the Imperial Shadow was stunned, he didn't answer the question for a long time.

Ma Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "Let's change the way, let me ask you this, why did you learn knives in the first place?"

Huang Ying unconsciously followed and asked himself, "Why do you learn knives, why?"

"Yes, I want to protect everything I have, wealth, power, wife and daughter......" Huangying finally thought of a scene from a few decades ago, when he had not yet learned swordsmanship, he took his wife on a trip, but he encountered a robber, and when his life was in danger, a knife man rescued him. On that day, he decided to learn the sword, learn the strongest knife technique, and protect everything about him.

Ma Xiaoming said lightly: "In this case, you are protecting your wife and daughter and others, what are the names of your wives and daughters?" At the same time, Ma Xiaoming's body exuded an imperceptible fluctuation, which suppressed the terrifying knife in the imperial shadow's hand.