Wudang sweeps the tunnel, awakens full-level comprehension at the beginning

Chapter 178 Threatening me, everyone deserves to die, and you are no exception!
Song Zhezong was angry in his heart, and being underestimated by Lu Heng had already violated the majesty of the imperial power.

Regardless of today's success or failure.

He has no reason to let Lu Heng go.

Being missed by such an outstanding person already made him fear.

Although Lu Heng didn't pay attention to him at all.

Sunflower Patriarch issued an invitation.

Lu Heng didn't refuse, and left directly.

On both sides of the enemy and ourselves, there are nearly a thousand martial arts masters, and Shaolin Temple accounts for more than half, followed by the middle-level masters of Tianzun Temple.

"Hallmaster, don't underestimate that eunuch, his martial arts are not weak."

Entering the battle circle.

Lu Heng received a voice transmission from Dugu Qiubai.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he waved his hand to indicate that nothing happened.

Neither of the two made a move first, but Lu Heng saw that the weapon in Sunflower's hand was a sword, but the hilt was surrounded by countless embroidery needles.

"Let our family see what kind of martial arts Master Lu uses to dominate the martial arts world. Be careful."

The momentum is dignified.

On and off the field, many masters can't get close at all, one is the evil old eunuch, and the other is the martial arts overlord who despises the world.

The battle between the two innate masters was completely better than before.

Sunflower Patriarch took the lead in launching a probing attack.

"My ancestor's famous martial arts was created by himself, and I don't know who taught him it. However, it is reported that the ancestor once received martial arts instruction from the Taizu."

"It's unbelievable. The age difference between the two is so great that they won't lose or win. It's too shocking. I really don't know where the Tianzun Palace came from."

"The terrible physical strength is not inferior to that of Shaolin Temple's Vajra Impossible Body. What kind of martial arts is it?"

All masters, both the enemy and the enemy, are all looking for it.

At this time, Lu Heng came into the mood, mobilized [-]% of his internal energy, and fought hand-to-hand with Sunflower Patriarch, fighting with fists and feet, regardless of swordsmanship, fingering, or kicking.

As long as he thinks of it, he will use it.

In just one stick of incense, Lu Heng has already used seven or eight kinds of martial arts that have never been seen before.

"Take the strongest sword from the ancestor, and break it for me!"

Thousands of embroidery needles, mixed with various silk threads, were ejected towards Lu Heng with a fan.

"It's a mere hidden weapon, but it's easy to use, it's a joke."

"Three points return to vitality!"

Lu Heng's hand condensed a glowing internal force bullet, and the thousands of embroidery needles were not the ultimate move, but the subsequent sword move of the sunflower ancestor.

Lu Heng didn't dodge or dodge, and directly used his body to protect his body to block the energy, and then shattered the sword in the hand of Sunflower Patriarch with a three-pointed move.

"No, protect Your Majesty."

The fragments of the weapon that were thrown out, just like arrows, hit Song Zhezong and others.

Seeing this, a group of monks from Shaolin Temple hurriedly used their skills to protect Song Zhezong.

Such a contest.

Apart from being wonderful, it also shocked the Sunflower Patriarch.

"You actually know the Beiming Divine Art of the Xiaoyao Sect, let me go!"

The stuck hands cannot be blocked.

The continuous loss of internal strength has already shocked Patriarch Sunflower.

"Very knowledgeable, it seems that you also know Xiaoyaozi."

"I admit defeat, our family admit defeat."

There is great terror between life and death.

The sunflower patriarch's spirit was so great that he almost didn't dare to fight with Lu Heng.

The opponent's method is only better than a quick word.

But Qinggong is not Lu Heng's opponent, but it still has many shortcomings, at least he really underestimated Lu Heng's ability.

"I said that it's a matter of life and death. Don't you think this is a common joke, so let me die."

Lu Heng shouted loudly, using his hands to absorb internal energy, and opened many hidden acupoints in his body to store Beiming Zhenqi.

So glued.

But it was difficult for other innate masters to break through this aura, not to mention that at the critical moment, the sword demon plundered the formation, and the Song court did not dare to enter the battle without authorization.

Seeing Patriarch Sunflower, most of his internal strength was lost, Lu Heng knew very well that if he didn't stop, he might explode, so he gave a strong shock and sent Patriarch Sunflower flying away.

The sword demon took back the sword.

It was only then that everyone dared to investigate Sunflower Patriarch's injuries.

"It's such a domineering method. Sunflower has been sucked away for at least 150 years. It's hard to say whether he can maintain his innate state now. This person is useless."

Several senior priests made sacrifices, channeled their inner strength, and rescued Sunflower.

Lu Heng crossed his arms and said with a sneer, "It's very clear whether you win or lose now. According to the rules we set up before, if you win three games out of five, I, Tianzun Palace, will win."

Xuanci was silent.

It never occurred to him that Shaolin Temple lost two games, and the foreign aid Patriarch Sunflower also lost to Tianzun Palace.

This is not only for him to fulfill his promise, but also a heavy blow to the reputation of Shaolin Temple.

"Why, in front of so many people, wouldn't you dare to act or not?"

"Ahem, Your Majesty's old slave is afraid that he will take a step first. This person's strength is extraordinary, and our family is not an opponent."

Patriarch Sunflower spat out a mouthful of blood fiercely, and his whole body was like gossamer.

What was absorbed by Lu Heng was not only his internal strength, but also his spirit, which became very weak.

Song Zhezong's face was black and blue, and he never thought that he would encounter such a thing when he came here on a whim.

It seems that Lu Heng is determined to make an enemy of Da Song.

"What, nothing to say?"

Lu Heng spat out in disdain, stepped forward and said, "I didn't enjoy the fight this time, do you want to play a few more games, and by the way, we have to change the rules."

Xuan Ci took a step forward in pain, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Song Zhezong.

"Your Excellency, is it my Song Zimin?"

"Can you show me some face, how about turning this matter into a minor matter?"

Looking at the person in front of him who regards himself as the master of the world, Lu Heng showed a touch of disdain.

"You know, Shaolin Temple is a place where filth and filth are hidden. The Xiao family was so innocent back then. Shaolin Temple led people to ambush his family without saying a word, and the family's wives were scattered. My Tianzun Temple is to stand up for him for the justice of martial arts."

"Get out of the way now, and I can pretend that nothing happened, otherwise the world is so big that there is no room for you."

Song Zhezong gave Shaolin a strong head.

Just when Xuanci was about to say something, a group of imperial guards poured out from all directions.

Judging by the number of people, there are at least tens of thousands of people.

Many masters in Tianzun Hall drew out their weapons and became hostile to them.

Song Zhezong seemed to have the winning ticket in his hands, showing ferocious malice, and said: "God arm crossbow guards, surround them for me, and I can't let anyone go."

The three beds of bows and crossbows used to defend the city are lined up in rows.

Those heroes of the rivers and lakes were already trembling all over.

Lu Heng squinted his eyes, looked at them, and said lightly: "It seems that there is nothing to talk about. You are threatening me, so you are not afraid that the deity will kill you."

"You don't dare to do this, offend me, there will be no place for you in Song Dynasty, and the heroes of the world will spurn you."

"Hahahaha, anyway, you are not the first emperor I killed, so let me show you the real strength of this seat, tremble, mortal."

"Boundless Sea, Supreme Sword Intent, Sword Come!"

Lu Heng jumped into the air.

The destructive moves used in Yuan Dadu resurfaced.

Like a guide, all kinds of weapons of gold, silver, copper and iron cannot be grasped, and it is only half a stick of incense time.

Almost all the weapons in the hands of the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty were mobilized by Lu Heng to the air.

Song Zhezong never expected that Lu Heng would be so tough that he wouldn't even buy it.

"To protect the emperor, we must not let Shaolin Temple become a martial arts sinner."

"Oh, it's too late, since you've come this far, you all go to hell, go to hell!"

(To be continued)
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