Sage Emperor

A powerful senior disciple who practiced the existence of the supreme swordsmanship can't even take ten moves, everyone doubts that this little leader, although not having the will of the horror level, actually has the fighting power of the horror level, and it can be seen that during the battle, the little leader did not do a single treasure, directly by virtue of his own courage and deep martial arts, the three moves won the upper hand.

“Chang Jun”, although not one of the best of the entire disciples, is definitely the top ten, he can't go on with the next ten moves, and others are not sure.

Especially if Chang Jun really loses within ten moves, then that's fine. If someone else lets nine moves, it makes people horrible and chill when they defeat the North.

Many disciples look at me, I look at you and I dare not go forward.

Though it's a great salvation for the Gatekeepers, you have to get your life too, don't you? You don't see six disciples, five die, one becomes an idiot, and it's no different than death.

Whoever dares to take this risk against a small leader is not disdainful of his longevity.

“Hahaha, are a bunch of native chickens and dogs. Ruyi Tianzong has no talent, dissolve it, or be my dog, I can teach you no way to make your strength surge.” The little leader laughed, "Lord, none of your men can fight me. Now what do you say? My five terms. Promise or no? Well, you don't promise to be better. Anyway, if you kill one of our ancient road law-enforcers, I will destroy your doorman. Besides, in this tomb, there are more doorman than you, not more than you, not less than you. Although Ruyi is called a superior doorman, there are still hundreds of thousands of superior in the tomb. ”

“Wait a minute! ”

At this moment, a voice drank violently, but it was emperor pride.

The Emperor finally couldn't bear to come forward: "Little leader, do you count? ”

“Oh? Finally a decent disciple is out, you are called Emperor Heart, aren't you?” The little leader looked at the Emperor's heart: “Good, I hear you are the strongest disciple of Tianjingfeng, are you going to come out and compete with me? I speak naturally. ”

“Are you saying that if someone can do the next 50 moves, you can undo anything and stop looking for our Ruyi Heaven trouble?” The Emperor asked with great respect.

“Joke, can I make a difference?” The Little Leader said to the four major law-enforcers: “Do you hear me? Who can do the next 50 tricks? I'll just ignore what happened today, and don't do anything to Ruyi Heavenly, understand? ”

“Yes, I understand!” The four main law-enforcers respectfully said.

Everyone sees this scene and feels cold.

Because no matter what kind of sect, the master of terror level will is very powerful, even the senior generations of higher rank, can not let the strong person of terror level will bow to his knees like this. For example, in Ruyi heavenly sect, even the master's son, facing these terror level elders, should be respected, can not have any offense, otherwise, it is the following offense, tremendous treachery, unless he himself reached the terror level, can earn the respect of others.

Strength is not the rule of law, only strength can be respected, apart from which all status and power are false. Without a position of strength, that's the air pavilion.

But now, while the little leader makes these people bow to their knees, obviously with good strength, the person behind him, I'm afraid, is one of the ancient road law-enforcers who said it was very scary.

This little leader could never have killed, or offended, or pissed off the person behind him. Now, of course, if all the power is put into play and the whole gate leans into the nest, it will not be possible to kill the small leader and the four best men clean, at most kill a few, and the small leader will surely escape at the cost of the lives of others.

This does not count as an undercover situation among the sects.

In fact, the leader himself, though numbered, does not know how many undercover people there are, and if he fails to do so, the doomsday will be over. This thing can't be done by killing little leaders and others.

Now, everyone watches the Emperor's heart come to confront him.

For the imperial respect, everyone felt that he was actually the first disciple of the whole sect, even though there were some disciples who usually fought with him, in fact, he was making others, this person was unpredictable, always retained strength, this time the sect was forced, he stood up, not for any reward, but did not want his sect to be humiliated.

“In that case, I'm relieved that the little leader counts, and I want to support him with 50 moves.” The Emperor held his fist in his hand and said to the little leader: “Please! ”

“Fifty moves? You sound really loud.” The little leader laughed: “It would be nice if you could hold out ten moves, even those scum…..” Between the words, he pointed to the first five senators, the terrifying strong: “They have a chance to hold up. ”

The five elders who were backed off by a palm of shock were so pale that they were about to drink and curse, and the Lord's eyes shot at them: “Five elders, please shut up and do not cut off the branches. ”

The five elders gradually calmed down their breath in their hearts. By one of the younger generations, they really wanted to vomit blood and go straight down to desperate work. They were not the horror level of their own promotion, but the mental scale system. Because of this, promotion in the future will be very difficult, with huge obstacles.

Ruyi Tianzong has recently developed a pounding system. After obtaining the mental scaling system, the tomb appeared again. There are countless gods in the tomb. Over the years, many gods have accumulated, gathered together, and promoted the cultivation of many elders. Otherwise, there won't be so many Horror-grade Willpower Masters, no more than ten.

Even the horror level of garbage is a master, antique, and deep in their hearts they still look down on the little leader. To be said by the other party, there is a feeling of anger from the heart, evil to the guts, want to go directly up and kill the little leader, but by the Lord with his eyes to stop, know all is necessary.

Boo!

Emperor's heart did it.

One strike, the “Immortal Imperial Dao Fist” that Yang Qi and the last time, a direct move, unprecedented extinction, hands front and back, left and right pull up, body round, revolving around the small group of leaders, the faithful movement is included, the application of a vigorous approach is truly “unprecedented extremes" reached under the horror level will.

“Yes!” There are several disciples and several elders waking up, deeply admiring the Emperor's reverence.

Yang Qi also nodded secretly, the last time Emperor's heart respected himself, it was hidden strength, or else he really shook himself into the bloodstream, of course he hid a lot of magic treasures, God's engine and other things.

“What's good about it? Relax, Emperor. Are you wandering, trying to keep me out of your way?” The disdainful voice of the little leader sprang out, suddenly clapping, plain and vain, hidden in heaven, colliding with the imperial dignity, hands like a puffin, killing all changes.

loud sound.

The little leader's tattoo did not move, but the Emperor's heart took three steps backwards before standing on his body. The blood-red color on his face flashed. Everyone knew that in this palm, the Emperor's heart was more or less injured.

No one expected the little leader to be so powerful.

Bad

Yang Qi could see that the Emperor's heart was in this palm of his hand and was shaken tremendously. The little leader's cultivation was infinite and his breath reached the extreme.

“Attention, Emperor, what he did was capture the Great Hand Seal of Soul Extinction, and perform an ancient Qigong stunt.” The Patriarch said fiercely: “The Numen are one, the blood is one! ”

“Yes!”

Emperor's heart shocked his hands, striking again, a sense of energy emerged from his body, all the injuries were healed, I don't know what prompted a method, spiritual rejuvenation.

“Good, the first move is over. Next, there are nine moves. You do it.” Little Leader Stands Negative: “I don't need to take the initiative against you, you just do what you have to do to make a difference. ”

The tone remains arrogant and conceited, but everyone knows he has the money.

Emperor's heart does not speak, his face is quiet as water, his counterhand is another punch, three hands in a row, his body magical changes infinitely, another move: “unmatched” attack.

This move is unparalleled. It is the essence of his life, one punch in three palms, containing one life two, two births three, three creatures of the supreme theory of everything, one punch is the fist of the Mixed Dollars, three palms is the palm of all things, one punch out, suddenly the sky is full of palm shadows, each hit into the air, it explodes with tremendous shock, the heavens and the earth change color.

In this palace, the space is confined, more secure than the Buddha's Cave, and it is difficult to drive power, but every hand of emperor's heart is almost designed to blow up the space and see how powerful it is.

“Hmm! That's a good trick!” The little leader shook his body twice, pointing out, "you said," I do the Great Hand Seal of Soul Extinction, I will not do it, let you see what I call it? ”

Hurrah!

He kicked out at this point and all the air currents suddenly huddled towards his fingertips.

Suddenly, the palm of Emperor's heart, all swept away, saw a palm, swallowed up, and hit the little leader's fingertips. The little leader broke all the qigong, hit the palm of the Emperor's heart, suddenly the Emperor's heart respected the whole person as if struck by lightning, flew out across, emptied several muscles to stabilize his body, wow, a large mouthful of blood sprayed out.

This time, it failed more than the first move, and I was actually shocked to throw up blood.

Everyone was surprised.

The Patriarch said fiercely: "This is the point of the verdict! ”

“There's no mistake, it's the verdict!” The little leader laughed, "Emperor, I can take the chance to kill you now, but you're fun, I'll kill you for a little while, very uninteresting. Come on, come on, in the tenth move, I'll kill you, not now. ”

Emperor's face is still calm. Between fortunes, the injuries are suppressed.

At this point, suddenly the voice of Yang Qi rang out in the palace: “Old Winterblade, the wounds of Changrong, let me take a look, maybe I can cure them. ”