Zongwu: Two Thousand Years Later, I Will Be the Emperor of Heaven!

　　The blood knife of the ancestor of the blood knife was cut out, and the surging knife energy was like a wave of blood, swarming towards Ying Yu's neck, and the sword strokes together sealed all the range of Ying Yu's activities.

　　Finally, it is Aobai's invincible iron fist! .

Chapter 137

　　Most of the masters who practice horizontal kung fu don't use weapons much, just because their invulnerable bodies are the best weapons.

　　Aobai, of course, is no exception!

　　An iron fist is like an eight-edged bronze hammer. This veteran who made great contributions during the founding of the Qing Dynasty, the style of boxing created a desolate and dead battlefield.

　　At the moment of punching, the moves of Chu Zhaonan, Yu Zhenzi, and the ancestor of the blood knife added a few points of enthusiasm to the move of Ao Bai.

　　Boom!

　　Before the iron fist fell on Ying Yu, there was a thunderous sound between the sky and the earth, and the furnishings in this open space trembled.

　　Manchuria's first warrior, well-deserved reputation!

　　"Mayfly shake the tree!"

　　Ao Bai, Yu Zhenzi, the ancestor of the blood knife, and Chu Zhaonan's four masters attacked together and besieged Ying Yu.

　　However, in exchange for Ying Yu's extremely contemptuous evaluation, and a seemingly ordinary fist.

　　Heavenly Emperor Zhuxian Fist!

　　Rebuilding the Qin Kingdom and being crowned King of Great Qin again, although the Great Qin today is not on the same level as the Great Qin who ruled the Divine State and was close to the Divine Kingdom in the past, it ended Ying Yu's worries invisibly. .

　　As soon as the Heavenly Emperor Zhu Xianquan came out, behind Ying Yu's slender and sturdy body, the shadow of the Heavenly Emperor appeared, extremely sacred. The Heavenly Emperor, who should have existed in the vast and unknowable heaven, seemed to break through the gap between the human world and the heavenly world and descend into the red dust.

　　The four masters of the Qing court headed by Aobai, with ten successful tactics, faced the incarnation of the Emperor of Heaven, as if they had encountered a natural enemy, they lost a few points of momentum.

　　It's too late and it's too fast, the confrontation between the five masters is only at the flick of a finger.

　　Chu Zhaonan's Youlong Sword, Yu Zhenzi's Cold Iron Sword, Blood Sword Patriarch's Blood Sword, and Ao Bai's Iron Fist faced Ying Yu's Heavenly Emperor Zhuxian Fist in no particular order.

　　The iron fist in sword and boxing, with Shufangzhai as the center, is equivalent to the terrifying aftermath of the confrontation between the two great masters, shaking the world.

　　The vast and uninterrupted sky is covered with thick dark clouds at a speed that is difficult to discern with the naked eye, obscuring the stars and moon.

　　The terrifying aftermath centered on Ying Yu's iron fist, swayed unscrupulously, and in the middle of Shufang Zhai, the houses that were originally intended for the rest of the nobles in the palace after the play ended, collapsed; The slate was shattered and dust was flying.

　　More aftermaths were mixed with smoke and dust, like arrows from the string, shooting at Kangxi and other Qing court monarchs.

　　If the aftermath of such a confrontation is really suffered by the monarchs and ministers of the Qing court, then tomorrow morning, I am afraid there will be no more Qing Dynasty!

　　Clang!

　　In the midst of such chaos, the sword sounded, and a sword that was more than three feet tall and weighed three catties and seven taels suddenly appeared. The sword qi of the emperor overflowed from this famous sword, and it protected the Qing court monarchs and ministers like a pinhead. .

　　The aftermath of the confrontation between Ying Yu and Ao Bai and other four masters of the Qing court fell on the light curtain transformed by the sword energy, and ripples appeared.

　　Immediately, a middle-aged figure wearing a taupe robe and described as being lonely appeared and stood in front of Kangxi.

　　hiss!

　　After the smoke cleared, the monarchs and ministers of the Qing court saw a shocking picture, from Kangxi to the little eunuch next to Kangxi, Xiao Guizi, who couldn't help but gasp.

　　Ao Bai, Yu Zhenzi, the ancestor of the blood knife, and Chu Zhaonan, the four masters of the Qing court, all vomited blood and retreated, and their breath was sluggish.

　　On the other hand, Ying Yu, who was besieged by the four of them, was as motionless as a mountain, and even the woman wrapped in the quilt three feet behind him was unharmed.

　　"Bah bah bah!"

　　The lotus platform where Princess Xiangxiang was located was destroyed. The Hui girl, whose real name was Kasili, waved her jade palm to drive away the dust and ran to Luo Bing, who was at the acupuncture point.

　　Well!

　　Luo Bing's skin was red, his eyes were blurred, and he was breathing hot air from his mouth and nose.

　　After Yu Zhenzi restrained her, she shoved a medicine into her mouth. As for what medicine it was, you could see what she looked like now.

　　The guards around Ouchi saw that the four masters including Ao Bai were also injured by Ying Yu when they joined forces.

　　"Humph!"

　　The supreme Daluotian divine art cultivated by Ying Yu is the emperor's martial arts. After he regained the throne, his skills improved rapidly, reaching the pinnacle of the realm of the master, breaking through to the realm of the great master, and it was a matter of course.

　　After a small test of his skills, after defeating the four masters of the Qing court with the Heavenly Emperor Zhuxian Fist, Ying Yu snorted coldly, with a look of contempt, even more disdain.

　　"A bunch of trash!"

　　A bunch of junk?

　　Ying Yu's words entered the ears of Kangxi and the others. Except for the middle-aged man who was honored by Kangxi as Mr. Mu, everyone else felt like they had been slapped hard, and their cheeks were aching.

　　"Rebel, no matter how strong your martial arts are, the old man doesn't believe it, you can fight against thousands of troops!"

　　In the fight just now, Ao Bai was the main force, and naturally he was also the most injured.If it wasn't for Chu Zhaonan and the other three who helped him share some of the pressure, Ying Yu's punch would have beaten him to death.

　　Rao is so, Ao Bai also felt that the thirteen Taibao who had worked hard all their life to practice the golden bell jar horizontally, their skills were lax, and they were almost abolished.  …

　　"Really?" Ying Yu moved his hands and feet leisurely, "I don't mind verifying, how many soldiers and horses can the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma body handed down from the ancestors be able to fight?"

　　The slightly contemptuous words were heard in the ears of the Qing court monarchs and ministers, and everyone couldn't help but think of the giant who was rumored to be able to swept thousands of armies.

　　In particular, Prince Yu, Duogeduo, who had personally experienced it, and Chu Zhaonan, who was the commander of the Imperial Guard, still had lingering fears even though nearly a year had passed.

　　"The old man wants to give it a try!"

　　Mr. Mu reached out and grabbed it, the hanging sword fell into his palm, and took a step forward. When he looked at Ying Yu, there was a hint of interest in his deadly silent eyes.

　　"Mr. Mu," Kangxi looked at the other party and was overjoyed, "If you have trouble, take action and take down this traitor!"

　　Everyone's eyes are focused on the middle-aged man in gray, and the other party is clearly in front of him, but even a master like Ao Bai has only a general impression and cannot accurately describe the other party's appearance.

　　This person is surrounded by a wall of Qi, making it impossible for people to see his face clearly, and his internal strength has reached the realm of transformation.

　　In particular, the hidden sword energy of the emperor made Chu Zhaonan's Youlong Sword and Yu Zhenzi's Cold Iron Sword eager to move, as if they wanted to worship the Emperor of Ten Thousand Swords.

　　What a formidable master, even the master is not his opponent!

　　Immediately, Chu Zhaonan and Yu Zhenzi had the same idea.

　　Damn, who is this person, if he wants to kill the ancestor, I am afraid it is not as difficult as squeezing an ant!

　　Although the ancestor of the blood knife is not a swordsman, but he belongs to the intuition of a master, and he also instantly defines the gray-robed man.

　　"Oh it's you!"

　　Emperor Jianqi, also surnamed Mu, Ying Yu guessed the identity of this person.

　　"Are you sure you can deal with my Heavenly Emperor's Dharma body?"

　　In addition to knowing the identity of the other party, Ying Yu asked bluntly.

　　With a sword in hand, Mr. Mu, a self-described lonely middle-aged man, turned into a peerless swordsman, and said solemnly, "There is a [-]% chance of winning."

　　Only fifty percent?

　　Kangxi, who had absolute confidence in Mr. Mu, heard these words and couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart, worrying about his own safety.

　　When he turned his gaze, the Qing emperor noticed the figure wrapped in brocade behind Ying Yu.

　　"The Queen Mother?".

Chapter 138

　　A future emperor of the Three Realms, an emperor of swords.

　　A shocking battle that was enough to destroy the imperial palace of the Qing Dynasty, and even the center of the Qing court, was about to break out.

　　Unexpectedly, Kangxi suddenly recognized the identity of the person that Ying Yu brought, the empress dowager who was supposed to be by his side.

　　With a cry of 'Emperor's Mother', Fang and Ying Yu were fighting, and the acupoint was sealed by Ying Yu. The Queen Mother who brought her to this place had a pale face, her beautiful eyes were round, and there was a hint of prayer in her eyes.

　　Kangxi turned his head and looked beside him. The queen mother, who was sitting beside him, was nowhere to be seen.

　　Qing court civil and military recognized at a glance, this is indeed the same as the queen mother, is it possible that the woman just now is fake?

　　Seeing that the Queen Mother was brought by Ying Yu in such an appearance, such as Fu Kang'an and others, they couldn't help thinking, did the emperor have one more cheap father?

　　"Kangxi, how about I use your mother to make a deal with you?"

　　Because of Kangxi's voice, the tense atmosphere froze, Ying Yu raised his eyes lightly and said domineeringly.

　　"Your mother changed to Princess Xiangxiang, plus Luo Bing!"

　　Originally, Luo Bing wasn't Ying Yu's target, but the top of the Safflower Society was slaughtered, and keeping her might help absorb the remnants of the Safflower Society.

　　Picking up a sparrow in a famine year is better than nothing!

　　"you!"

　　Although Kangxi was also worried about whether his father, who had been dead for many years, was wearing a green hat by the little white face, Ying Yu.

　　But, in the end, my mother's life is more important.

　　Hearing that Ying Yu was so arrogant on his own territory, Kang Xi Dun showed his anger and clenched his fists.

　　Two clever inner guards, seeing that the Empress Dowager was taken hostage, quietly ran to the Empress Dowager, trying to seek help.

　　Clang!

　　With her back facing the Queen Mother, Ying Yu commanded the sword in her right hand, and a touch of gold and jade was shot from her fingertips.

　　God's Destruction Finger!

　　puff!

　　The two inner guards came to the queen mother's side and were about to carry the queen mother up, but there was a sting in the throat, and the hot blood spurted from the neck, and fell on the quilt that wrapped the queen mother.

　　"To do, or not to do" ~!"

　　On a whim, even the empress dowager of the Qing court played, Ying Yu couldn't help but let go of the excessive caution in his heart.