The Human Emperor

“As for security, Song Alliance Master is here, are you still worried about this? ”

After hearing Wang Chong's last sentence, the disciple of Qi Alliance finally calmed down and gradually gained some courage. Although Ghost Alliance is powerful, compared to the leader Song Yuanyi, the difference is not a level. Even if Xuanyin wants to kill, it is absolutely difficult to succeed.

“Don't worry, I'll do my best! ”

The disciple of the auspicious alliance exhilarated spiritual ways.

The battle attracted the attention of countless people, saw the strength of the “Blue Yang Son” of the Wuzu Alliance, and now everyone is quite anticipating the “Blue Yang Son” of the Qi Alliance. Whether it's real or not, there's got to be a Siebert in there!

Soon, in the eyes of everyone, the two walked to the battlefield, the atmosphere was sword drawn, and the battle triggered.

“Looks like the Alliance is supposed to be a fake, and I bet he loses in three moves! ”

“Three tricks? Are you out of your mind? The ghost of a haunted lord, I'm afraid he can't even get close to three feet, and he's already on his knees! ”

The crowd whispered and hardly any of them looked after Wang Chong.

“Kill him! ”

The ghost walked to the battlefield with no expression on his face, and suddenly a mosquito murmured in his ear. The ghost hunched in his heart and immediately understood what.

However, the next moment, just as he condensed his anger, suddenly the light flashed, a distant shadow came towards him, the ghost shook up, quickly reacted, is the fighter of Qi Alliance! The fighter who had only Xuan Wu territory in the district chose to attack him on his own initiative.

“Huh, what a suicide! ”

The character of a haunted lord has always been old-fashioned and grinning, but seeing this scene also necessitates a slightly sarcastic smile. If Zhao Dayong responded with a roundabout, he might be able to hold on a little longer, but he actually attacked himself on his own initiative, which was really stupid, like suicide.

The tactics previously developed by the haunted lord are no longer necessary at this time. With just one move, he can solve the opponent.

In fact, the crowd reacted exactly as the haunted lords thought.

“Boom!”

The crowd laughed when they saw the disciple of the upright alliance initiate a “suicide" attack:

“Is this guy a pig?! This is basically striking a stone with egg! ”

“Look up to him! How is it possible to defeat a haunted lord? ”

……

At this moment, even Zhengqi Alliance master Song Yuanyi had to frown. Wang Chong commanded Zhengqi Alliance disciples to restrain the attack on Xuanyin Ancestor in the form of a sword array, helping Zhengqi Alliance to become dangerous. He did not see it with his own eyes. When he arrived, everything was over. He listened to Ouyang Changheng and his disciples in the alliance.

Out of trust in Ouyang Changheng and many disciples, Song Yuanyi had no doubts about this matter, but this behavior of Wang Chong in front of him was really causing people to fall glasses, which was by no means a wise move.

Even the Deputy Alliance Lord Xie Guangting Pavilion beside him, although he did not say anything on the surface, his face was calm, but his eyes fluctuated slightly. At that moment, no one knew what he was thinking.

Ten, eight, seven, six...

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer. Boom, the ghost lord laughed coldly. He did not hesitate to release the ghost in his body. Howl, for a moment, the smoke rolled away, the ghost wolf howled, the infinite ghost roared like a hundred ghosts at night, coming out of the ghost lord's body, all around him. Those black gusts, like the countless demons struggling in hell, are hopefully frightening.

At the onset of the battle, everyone saw what happened to the disciple of the upright alliance who was about to fail. The ghost lord didn't even have to do anything. All he had to do was open his breath and release that kind of smoke, not even a breath time, and the battle would end quickly.

“Boom!”

It was just a moment, and the righteous disciple of Xuan Wei suddenly burst into the haunted fog around the haunted body like a meteor.

“Phew!”

As soon as it was too late, in the moment when the disciple of Zhengqi Alliance rushed in, suddenly a whistle sounded, then the air sounded, the air shook, and within a short time, successively dialed the air impact sounded.

Roar, with a roar, not waiting for people to react to what happened, the disciple of Zhengqi Mengxuanwu who had just rushed in immediately flew out and landed on the ground, looking in the direction of the ghost, his face pale.

“Lost? ”

For a moment, everyone looked in the direction of the haunted lord.

At the same time, Xuanyin and Wanghui ancestors on the flag also slightly curled their fingers, ready to go at any time, one finger to kill the fake Qingyang dude. But the next moment, a mountain screams and a tsunami sounds --

“Oh my God! How is this possible? What exactly happened just now? ”

“The ghost lord, the ghost lord lost! ”

At that moment, tens of thousands of eyes looked at the haunted warrior on the battlefield, the winner who should have had ten or nine steady hands in his heart, only to see the haunted warrior at this time with a sword in his chest, the blood flowing like a pillar, the whole man's face unbelievable.

- That sword stabbed him in the chest, only this sword, the ghost lord has severely injured the whole person.

“Impossible, absolutely impossible! ”

On the edge of the battlefield, Lord Qingyang opened his eyes vigorously, his mood was excited, and the whole person's face was incredible.

His originally calm, calm, confident, momentarily swept away, and all that remained was a deep shock. Using a Wushu fighter from the Xuan Wushu Realm to challenge a strong man from the Imperial Wushu Realm, even he can only continue to detour, constantly quench the will and patience of the other party, then look for an opportunity to defeat the enemy through the other party's bloom.

But it is incredible that the warrior chosen by Wang Chong actually took the initiative to launch the attack as soon as he came up.

At this moment, no one knows what has just happened except a small number of people.

“This is…”

On the other side, Song Yuanyi and Xie Guangting slowly retracted their eyes from the battlefield, both slightly frowned.

The two were less confused than the others. At that moment, all the things that happened were clear to them, but that's why they became more confused in their hearts.

The ghost gas of a haunted lord can cause great disturbance to all those less powerful than his, including the equivalent rank of Imperial Warlord, affecting the gas in their bodies, slowing them down and even stopping them directly. But Wang Chong chose the disciple of Zhengqi Mengxuanwu Realm, after rushing in, I don't know why, it was not affected at all.

Not only that, but in an extremely dangerous way, he indirectly avoided two tricks, but by the third trick, I don't know why, suddenly there was a problem with the gas on the haunted man, the whole people were in a big mess, and the first shout that people heard was from the haunted man in this situation.

Immediately afterwards, Zhengqi's Xuanwu disciple struck out with a sword, using the powerful cultivation of ghosts and thick qi, which could reasonably be easily resisted, but I don't know why, where there should not have been a problem, suddenly a slight crack appeared. The long sword in the disciple's hand actually penetrated his chest through a small gap without hindrance.

Few people noticed that the haunted jail technique of the haunted lord was broken at this moment.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I'm afraid no one would have believed that the Xuan Wu disciple chosen by Wang Chong would have taken the initiative and won!

“The battle was defeated from the outset by the sound of a blow to the west, seducing enemies, coupled with a pair of insightful autumnal eyes… ”

Song Yuan muttered to himself in his heart. He slowly retracted his gaze and glanced at Wang Zhong, not far from him, and thought in his heart. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would have thought of this 17-18 year old teenager with such a gift?

It's just that Song Yuan still doesn't understand how Wang Chong did it. The ghost art of Wuzu's alliance does not pass on to outsiders, and this kung fu is extremely strong. Even Song Yuan Yi doesn't know what the defect of this kung fu is. How does Wang Chong see through this blossom and make the ghosts actively hook up with each other, leading to conflicting tempers in his body, so that he loses to a force far less than his Xuan Wu Weapon.

The wind whistled, Wang flushed the robe dancing, he could feel countless eyes on himself on all sides, different faces, shocked, envious, incredible, deeply jealous..., all these, different feet.

And the most profound confusion is that everything just happened too fast, except Wang Chong, who really understood what happened, few people.

“This is called a mistake or a wrong move, other people are just like it. Xuanyin's old ancestors made themselves smart, they actually picked me a practitioner of 'ghost art', just bring him down to the horseway! ”

Wang punched the clouds and the wind was gentle, looking across the street at Xuanyin Old Ancestor, smiling without saying a word. And the latter's face has long been incredibly green.

“The Art of Ghost Prison” is definitely famous throughout the evil road, but Wang Zheng has long heard the master say that this power has a huge bloom, it is not worth mentioning. This technique, after the implementation of "Ghost Jail Senroh", if one more "Ghost Jail Empty”, will immediately cause the gas to turn away, the two main meridians of the body and the arms to each other, will conflict with each other, twisted together like a python snake.

At that time, even if the haunted lord had the high-ranking strength of the imperial martial arts realm, his strength would fall sharply, and the whole man would open the door wide open.

This is what Wang Zhong asked the disciple of Zhengqi Mengxuanwu Realm to do. After two consecutive departures, he actively led him to “Ghost Jail Senroh” and “Ghost Jail Sky”. For others, it was an impossible task, but for Wang Chong, it was simply like breathing.

Plus “the source of gas", long ago saw through the “valve” and bloom of the haunted lord, as long as his “bloom” was snapped, so even if the haunted lord has the imperial martial arts, if the mind is not conscious, it must be defeated.