Comprehensive martial arts: The golden body is indestructible at the beginning

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and all the moral articles around Zhang Fuyao had disappeared.

But his Confucian robe, which had never been torn in eight hundred years, now had countless tears on it, and he looked not much better than a beggar.

The great formation of Tai'an City had disappeared at some point. The young eunuch slowly put down his bloody right hand, looked at the deep scar in his palm that would take a long time to heal, and frowned slightly.

In Tai'an City, the formation masters and Qi cultivators who maintained the formation lay on the ground. Some of them had their cultivation severely damaged, and some even died of suffocation.

The core of the formation, which was worth a fortune and took countless efforts to build, has turned into ruins.

“It’s magnificent.” Wu Jian’s eyes still had the sword energy that Lu Yuan had just released, and he murmured softly, “All things return to one, the ultimate art.

The path our ancestors took was indeed correct!"

"Mr. Wu, if I let you go forward to fight, what are your chances of winning?" Li Dangxin said softly.

"You won't know until you fight, but..." Wu Jian paused, then spoke word by word, "Young people are to be feared."

Hearing this, Li Dangxin touched his head and looked at Lu Yuan. Suddenly, a strange idea popped up in his mind.

I wonder if Lu Yuan can break his golden body now?

Just before the two of them were lost in thought, Lu Yuan had already rushed to Zhang Fuyao.

Without waiting for the Master to finish his words, he immediately raised his hand to cover Zhang Fuyao's mouth, then punched Zhang Fuyao in the chest and abdomen, smashing him heavily into Tai'an City.

As a loud noise sounded in the city, he stretched out his finger and flicked it in the air without any hesitation.

Master Li Yang had just flown up when his body suddenly stiffened and he fell down like a kite with a broken string, with a blood mark appearing between his eyebrows.

"You are no match for me, retreat!"

The young eunuch shouted coldly, flew up, his dragon robe fluttering, and slapped Lu Yuan on the chest.

Lu Yuan sneered and pushed out with an elbow.

With a loud bang, an invisible ripple suddenly spread out from the place where the two men fought, followed by a strong wind, with sand and stones flying in the city, tiles flying everywhere, and even the exotic flowers and giant trees in the palace were uprooted.

Liyang, the best place in the world, has been turned into a complete mess.

The young eunuch's face was as gloomy as water. He took two steps back and said coldly: "I should have killed you regardless of the consequences!"

"Back then?" Lu Yuan took a breath, and his aura became more solid. "If I had known this would happen, why did I do it back then?"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them collided heavily again, and the terrifying and suffocating waves kept echoing in the sky above Li Yang.

Somewhere in Tai'an City, Zhang Fuyao slowly climbed out of the pit, coughing and pounding his waist, and said unhappily: "Young people nowadays really don't know how to respect the elderly and love the young... That's not right!"

He was stunned and was about to fly away when two figures, one black and one white, suddenly appeared in front of him.

“You little bastard, are you really going to do this…” Zhang Fuyao’s face was extremely gloomy, and dozens of times more moral articles appeared around him than before. Each word exuded a heavy pressure. Under the shining white light, the two figures began to sway slightly.

The white figure still had no expression on his face. He stretched out his hand and a long sword appeared, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Zhang Fuyao's face.

The black figure smiled grimly and slowly pulled out Minghong, leaving only the tip of the knife still in the sheath.

"You want to stop me with just two incarnations? Boy, you are too arrogant!"

Zhang Fuyao shouted coldly and attacked fiercely.

The next second, a warm and magnificent white light filled the entire Tai'an City...

At the same time, Liyang Palace.

In front of the main gate, a man in white suddenly appeared. He walked steadily along the imperial road and slowly walked towards the hall.

He did not try to hide himself, and was soon discovered by the palace guards and everyone else.

Without any shouting or screaming, countless figures silently rushed towards the man in white, but all stopped ten steps away from him and exploded into a ball of blood.

The bloody scene did not stop these people.

It seemed as if an absurd pantomime was being performed in the square, with countless black shadows rushing and dying one after another, risking their lives.

There was no emotion on the man in white's face, and even his steps were as precise as if drawn with a ruler, with each step having the same distance between them.

His gaze did not shift at all, and remained fixed on the king and his minister on the stage.

Seeing Lu Yuan getting closer, Zhao Dun finally showed a trace of panic on his face. He subconsciously wanted to step back, but his dignity as an emperor made him stand still.

His breathing became heavier and heavier, and his fists clenched subconsciously. Even though there were countless armored warriors rushing to his side after hearing the news, they could not give him the slightest sense of security.

The road from the main gate to the imperial road was very long, and Lu Yuan walked very slowly.

But the road will eventually end.

When standing in front of Zhao Dun, Lu Yuan's back was already completely stained with blood.

It's like laying a bright red carpet.

"Lu Yuan, what do you want to do?" Zhao Dun said with trembling lips.

"Revenge." Lu Yuan uttered two words softly.

Zhao Dun took a deep breath, calmed down, and said slowly: "Do you know what the consequences will be if you do this?"

"Of course I know." Lu Yuan raised his hand and said coldly: "People must always be responsible for what they have done.

In this respect, there is no difference between the emperor and the common people. "

"Lu Yuan." Yuan Benxi suddenly said, "Your Majesty is not aware of what happened back then."

Lu Yuan glanced at Yuan Benxi, then slowly walked up the steps, looked directly into Zhao Dun's eyes, and said coldly, "Then why don't you make way."

"I am both the Son of Heaven and a husband." Facing death, Zhao Dun showed the spirit of an emperor, "How can I live in disgrace at the expense of women and children?"

"Have you decided, then?" Lu Yuan frowned slightly.

"I have made up my mind." Zhao Dun straightened his clothes and said calmly, "I just want to say one last thing."

"speak."

"I am the Son of Heaven. I should die the way an emperor should. It is not appropriate to die in such a miserable way."

After Zhao Dun finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Of course." Lu Yuan nodded and lightly stroked the air with his fingers.

Yuan Benxi's head rolled off and his body fell to the ground.

Then he tapped Zhao Dun lightly on the center of his eyebrows, and Zhao Dun died instantly, slowly lying on the ground.

The next second, a mournful dragon roar suddenly sounded in the air!

People from all over Liyang looked up at the sky at the same time, but they could not find the source of the unrest.

Officials at all levels in Liyang were in great confusion and paced back and forth in the room anxiously.

Only Zhang Julu and Huan Wen looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

When they saw that majestic scene, they knew that Lu Yuan was back.

At this moment, the chain reaction caused by the backlash of Li Yang's energy further proved their guess.

Zhang Julu walked to the study window, slowly opened it, looked at the dark clouds that were getting thicker and thicker in the sky, and murmured softly.

"Things are going to change..."

In the imperial city, Lu Yuan found Zhao Zhi in an instant, and there was no conversation between the two.

Lu Yuan raised his hand slightly, and Zhao Zhi died.

The next second, he suddenly appeared in the Jiujiu Pavilion in Beijing.

Hong Chou, who had long realized that something was wrong, was not surprised by Lu Yuan's sudden appearance. Instead, he looked at Lu Yuan, whose whole body was covered with cracks like broken porcelain, and asked with a complicated expression, "Is it worth it?"

Lu Yuan shook his head and said vaguely: "Aunt Hong, give me a bowl of wine."

Hong Chou sighed, turned around and went to the kitchen. When he came out, he held a wine bowl in both hands and gently placed it in front of Lu Yuan.

"Thank you." Lu Yuan said vaguely, drank half of the wine mixed with dirty blood, suddenly stopped, and spilled the remaining half bowl on the ground.

Then he looked at Hong Chou and smiled, "It's worth it."

On that face that looked like broken porcelain.

The tears formed into a line, rolling down endlessly.