The Human Emperor

Chapter 1372: Three Winning Streaks!

Song Yuanyi looked ahead and never returned:

“Do I have to repeat it a second time? ”

“Yes, Alliance Master! ”

The strongman of the Imperial Martial Realm quickly bowed his head and bowed for a bow.

Standing up, Zhao Dayong, an evil disciple across the street, smiled like a cat and a mouse in his eyes:

“Hey, hey, in that case, I won't be merciful! ”

The atmosphere quickly became subtle, and only Lord Qingyang still raised his head and raised his chest, as usual.

“Begin!”

With a single order, the two soon returned to the battlefield.

Zhao Dayong's two battles made everyone cry. Although he succeeded in defeating two more powerful opponents than himself in the previous two battles, this time it was completely different. With the power of the Xuan Wu junior class challenging a strong man in the Imperial Wu Realm, there is no chance of a dozen victories at all. If two ancestors hadn't stared behind him, he would have run away.

“Listen to me, don't panic! ”

It is at this time that a familiar voice comes from the ear, calm and sensible, with a comforting power. It was Prince Qingyang's voice. Hearing this familiar voice, Zhao Dayong, the evil disciple, immediately calmed down a lot.

The battle soon began...

Wu!

Almost instantly, the master of Imperial Martial Arts quickly converged all his thoughts, his expression focused, and the whole man went to his full strength. Although the strength is much higher than the other party's, as a master of Imperial Martial Arts, the will is much stronger and never to commit this minor enemy's illness.

“Out of position, hungry ghost pounding! ”

Opposite, the imperial strongman had not yet done so, and the voice of Lord Qingyang was clear and immediately sounded in everyone's ears. Everyone is still surprised, Lord Qingyang what the hell is going on, but Zhao Dayong has instinctively taken action.

Shh, even though he didn't feel any threat, and no one left, he was still a flipper, flashing to that position.

Boom boom, almost simultaneously, listen to only one loud sound, a powerful force, unmatched strength, heavy bombardment where he was originally standing.

“Ah!”

Everyone around them shouted for a while. If it wasn't for Lord Qingyang's early voice, the evil disciple named Zhao Dayong would have been seriously injured.

“How is this possible! ”

The disciple of the Imperial Martial Realm was also surprised when he struck out.

This is the first time he's been in sectarian circles in so many years. It is incredible that a weak man with low power commands another weak man with low power and defeats himself with high power!

Zhao Dayong, across the street, discovered the scene, and the whole person was frightened and scared, hurriedly pulled the distance back. But the mighty man of the Imperial Martial Realm did not go after him, and seemed to be immersed in the shock just now.

“Let me see how much you can hide from me! ”

After the initial shock, the righteous alliance master of the imperial martial arts quickly returned to God, without a slight hesitation, shaking his body, another palm, and bombarded towards Zhao Dayong!

“Five ghosts lift the sedan! ”

Prince Qingyang's cold voice sounded again, no accidents, the air burst off, accompanied by a strong explosion sound, the rolling smoke rushed to the sky, this move was again defeated.

“This guy is not easy...”

Wang Zhong stood in the crowd and watched the whole thing develop. Seeing Zhao Dayong flashed twice before and after the attack by the imperial strongman, at that moment Wang Zhongyin felt something.

For ordinary people, what they saw was Zhao Dayong, in an extremely dangerous way, carrying the attack of a much stronger imperial strongman than himself, but in Wang's eyes, what he saw was completely different.

To easily flash past the opponent's attack like Prince Qingyang commanded Zhao Dayong, it is necessary to prejudge the opponent, not only the opponent, but also calculate Zhao Dayong's departure.

Considering that Lord Qingyang himself is an ordinary martial artist, at most, the level of the true martial arts, all this is extremely astonishing.

“This guy's computing power is absolutely amazing. I am afraid he has already calculated what martial arts, how to do it and when to do it. To be able to do this, this guy's mind is amazing. If it weren't for the congenital pulse, this guy must be a strong guy, and he's still that super strong guy! ”

Wang Zheng secretly said in his heart.

He seldom misunderstood people. This Qingyang dude is definitely a tough master to deal with. That part of the population, the vast majority of whom were arrogant, was no wonder that he could not tolerate someone pretending to be himself. Even in association with the notorious Alliance of the Five Ancestors in the sectarian world, he did not hesitate.

On the battlefield, the battle has reached a critical moment, Zhao Dayong constantly dodged, time and time again, the danger is alive. Each time, the crowd surrounding the observation was shocked. Wang Chung glanced around, whether it was Wanghui Old Ancestor, Xuanyin Old Ancestor, Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting and others, all watched the battle.

Even Song Yulan, Song Yi and others.

“The battle is coming to an end, the warrior of the Imperial Martial Realm is about to lose...”

Wang shook a moment later and said secretly in his heart.

His heart was always like a mirror. The warrior of the Imperial Martial Realm seemed superior, but in fact, one step at a time, he was completely caught in the rhythm of Prince Qingyang. One trick, he didn't even find himself, he had lost his initial sharpness and started to get restless.

More importantly, this time, his martial arts, manoeuvres, attack characteristics… have been basically well touched by the Qingyang son beside him.

--He didn't understand that his real enemy was not Zhao Dayong at all, but the Blue Yang son who stood by the battlefield and commanded others to fight, and was mindful and completely devoid of the previous half sickness!

Time slowly pass by, at the height of the battle -

“Zhao Dayong, Kansai, Kunsai, Xuan, Xuan..., Kid's Knife, Five Ghosts Move Mountain, Hungry Ghosts Strike the Sky, Ghostly Sen, Ghostly King Travel, Ghostly Ghosts Cry Together, Right Belly, Tai Yi Cave! ”

Suddenly, a succession of orders came from the mouth of the rear commander, Prince Qingyang.

In the void, the air rolled and ravaged the surrounding area, the strong man of the imperial martial arts completely occupied “active”, almost pressed Zhao Dayong to fight, but the next moment, Zhao Dayong, who was originally in “passive” status, was like a spiritual snake, a "kid knife donation”, with a tactical attack, to avoid, escaped from the “pursuit” of the imperial martial arts fighter.

By practicing a common trick, the crop-like "kid knife donation” to this field, the ability of Lord Qingyang to perform has made the disciples of Zhengqi Alliance across the street sigh. It would never have been possible to do so had it not been for the understanding and creation of martial arts, which had reached a state of exorcism.

Yet all this is far from stopping--

After Zhao Dayong escaped from the attack of the imperial strongman, not only did he not flee, but instead, he withdrew, and the human knife was united, and he actually killed against the imperial strongman. The five ghosts move mountains, the hungry ghosts rush to the sky, the ghosts are angry, the ghosts travel, the ghosts cry with each other..., a streak of moves, like lightning.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

The strongman of the imperial realm was not idle either. When he saw the other party jump, he thought and didn't want to, even a few fierce offenses towards Zhao Dayong. The manoeuvre was quick and harsh, and there was also destructive power in it. If Zhao Dayong Xuan's martial arts were to be repaired, he would have to be seriously injured even if he did not die.

However, something amazing happened to everyone, once, twice, three times... In a short time, Zhao Dayong, as if to anticipate all his counterattacks, avoided each time with a different trick, and each time the trick was useless, immediately changed the trick. This is the acquiescence he slowly cultivated in cooperation with Prince Qingyang.

Ordinary manoeuvres, time, instantly turn rotten into magic, seem to turn into another form of scholarship.

One missed, two missed, three missed..., just a few short breaths, the imperial strongman's face changed and finally lost his original confidence and calm.

It is unacceptable to anyone that a powerful man in the realm of Imperial Martial Arts should be fooled by the martial artists in the realm of Xuan Martial Arts.

“Buzz!”

Just as Zhao Dayong exhibited the five-ancestor alliance's "Ghost King's Travel”, the emperor was terrified and finally couldn't hold on any longer, fleeing towards the oblique moment.

This time, he's finally scared. Not afraid of Zhao Dayong in Xuan Wu Realm, but afraid of Zhao Dayong behind his back, the ghost god was unpredictable and anticipated all his actions of Qingyang Son.

However, he did not expect that even his escape was in the calculation of Prince Qingyang.

At the moment when he walked away, Zhao Dayong spread a trick of "ghost king travel” in half and immediately changed the trick of "ghosts crying together”. It was like a thunderbolt to attack the powerful man of the righteous allied kingdom.

♪ Time, time, air, cry like a ghost, ah! Only one powerful cry was heard, the fleeting master of Imperial Martial Arts, with a park knife in his right abdomen, fell from the sky, fluttering, so bloodshed.

His face was pale as paper, his eyes staring at Zhao Dayong and Qingyang, full of extreme shock and panic.

“This, this is impossible! ”

His confidence, his strength..., this moment, it's all smashed.

“Wow!”

And after a brief silence, everyone was boiling to see the scene. One stared and shouted.

“Oh my God! Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! What the hell did I see! ”

“A first-class martial arts fighter can actually defeat an imperial martial arts fighter?! This is insane! ”

“Am I mistaken? Tell me, am I wrong?! ”

……

The black pressure around them, the scarlet's blood, and the knife broken, shocked and shocked all the warriors present. Even Wanghui, Xuanyin, and Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting revealed a heavy divine color.