Martial King’s Retired Life

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A string of blood beads flew away from the neck of the elephant, as if raindrops fell on the ground, or like countless grapes falling from a height of 10,000 feet. The swollen dark red beads smashed and smashed happily. The ground was scarlet.

Fu Xiang thought about many people at this moment, and even considered the possibility of his own men revolting and launching an attack, but he never thought that the person coming would be her!

Shen Yiren, who should have been unable to move due to the tears of thorns, stabbed her finger like a sword. The sword energy on her fingertips was sharper than an ordinary sword edge. It was obvious that her internal strength was as usual. Her hair was disheveled and she looked like a female ghost. Her slender, snow-white fingertips shone with green light, and she spoke unsteadily, as curved as a spiritual snake.

Fu Xiang was shocked: It's Jian Mang! This girl is so young, but she has already practiced to the level of Jian Mang!

Fu Xiang was horrified in his heart. He didn't move slowly and kept retreating. The sword hit on the side of his neck was not a trivial matter - if he wasn't careful, it would be fatal. Although the sword was not fatal, the wound was still bleeding profusely, and there was a risk of amplifying the injury with a little movement. If this kind of injury is not stopped immediately, the consequences will be endless. Fu Xiang didn't have time to fight back, so he subconsciously wanted to tap acupuncture points to seal the blood flow.

It's just that his young opponent didn't give him this chance. Shen Yiren was hesitant to move her sword upwards. The wound on Fu Xiang's side of the neck was the most serious. The position of her sword finger was not on the neck, either on the left or right, up or down. She stabbed all the hands and feet, but Fu Xiang had no time to do so. Seal acupoints for self-treatment. If Fu Xiang tried to tap acupuncture points to cut off the blood, he would inevitably be wounded by Shen Yiren's sword many times.

He hesitated for a moment, only to feel that the left side of his chest was wet, and the blood had stained his clothes red. The area around his neck was already close to numbness and he had no feeling at all. He was clearly in danger. If this continues, the combat effectiveness will be greatly affected.

On Feiyuping, Fu Xiang is obviously the best in martial arts, but he has always been checked and balanced by a dragon in the sky. Now, even Shen Yiren can make him tie his hands and feet. How could he not be upset? Shen Yiren's sarcastic words came to mind at this moment: Your plan seems to be foolproof, but it lacks a fierceness. This means that you dare not do anything. Walking around in the rivers and lakes, your martial arts are so high. You are a rare person who is as timid as a mouse.

Fu Xiang's heart was filled with rage, and he let out a roar like a wounded beast. Regardless of the wound on his neck, he turned his arms and slapped Shen Yiren with Fu Xiang's palm. Wu Chou's inner energy was gushing out, and the blood on his neck also gushed out in large amounts.

Unexpectedly, a smile appeared on Shen Yiren's pretty face. Her delicate body that was pursuing forward stopped at this moment. She turned slightly on her toes, and her slim figure moved gracefully, drifting back a few feet with the wind of her palm. An arm like a snow lotus root flicked away a sword from the table. Taking another step alone, with Fu Xiang's strong palm force, Ye Bianzhou fell into the river. Like a spring swallow, it floats to the ring happily.

Fu Xiang had fallen into a trap! But Shen Yiren was gone forever.

As soon as Shen Yiren landed on the ring, holding a three-foot green peak, she was as straight as a tiger among sheep. The sharpness of her sword is already astonishingly powerful when wielded with her fingers, let alone wielded with a sword. How could the one who stayed in the ring and watched over the warriors be her opponent?

She subdued several imperial soldiers in just a few moves, and then slashed the ropes that bound several imperial warriors with her sword. The warriors preparing to compete in the ring today, except for the Black Wind Thirteen Wings, are all warriors who have not drank the Tears of Thorns. It's just that they were tied up with water-soaked cowhide ropes and it was difficult to break free. Shen Yiren's sword flashed and he immediately broke free.

Fu Xiangyun pointed like the wind, sealed his acupuncture points, and quickly flew to the ring.

I saw Shen Yiren's sword everywhere, releasing tigers and wolves one by one. Countless variables have been added to the battle on Feiyupingshang.

On the imperial platform, King Cheng was surrounded by all the old ministers, punching and kicking him. The crowd was furious and the ministers were full of fighting spirit. They were beating and scolding him at the same time. The Orange King is like a water ladle floating on the water. It floats up again when you press it, and it floats up again when you press it down. For a moment, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he shouted loudly: Long Qing's family, protect me! Protect me!

Long Zaitian has been paying attention to the situation on Shen Yiren's side. Seeing that Shen Yiren has fallen to the ring to release the warriors, his responsibilities here have come to an end. He shouted towards the Orange King: Come on!

He was agile and a kite flipped over the heads of the ministers. He stretched his arms lightly and reached towards the Orange Queen. He made a hook and immediately rescued the Orange King from the crowd.

All the ministers were furious and howled, The dragon is in the sky, you are a rebellious minister and a traitor who is helping the emperor to do evil. Look, I'm here to practice with you.

There was a slight smile on Long Zaitian's face, but he did something that no one could have guessed. Before landing, he turned around and threw the Orange King out. The Orange King finally escaped from the sea of ​​suffering. Before he could say thank you, his whole body was filled with tears. He was thrown out by Long Zaitian and fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.

The ministers were overjoyed and beaming with joy. They all praised Deputy Long for leading the government to serve the country. He was indeed a model for courtiers. Long Zaitian cupped his fists and saluted with a smile, saying he was ashamed.

The Orange King was surprised and said angrily to Long Zaitian: Dog slave! What are you doing? 1n out

Long Zaitian shouted loudly, stretched out his arms, grabbed the orange king's back collar, and smashed it on a chair. The chair immediately fell apart and the Orange King screamed in pain.

Scream? You scream! Long Zaitian grabbed the Orange King's front again, opened his bow from left to right with his big hand, and slapped him one after another, You idiot Chengkong Jun, how dare you, my goddess, Long Zaitian Fight! I told you to fight! I told you to fight!

There were four slaps in a row, and the pain made Orange King almost scream, My mother has never hit me like this. Two swollen bumps appeared on both sides of his fair cheeks.

As soon as these four slaps were finished, Long Zaitian suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in front of him. There were several different weapons hidden in the wind. It was obviously the Thirteen Wings of Black Wind coming to rescue him.

The Thirteen Wings of Black Wind are famous in the martial arts world,

Naturally, he was not someone to be trifled with. Long Zaitian didn't think he could win against so many of them. Knowing that something was wrong, he immediately raised his big hand and threw the Orange Dynasty out of the audience. As expected, the Thirteen Wings of Black Wind rushed out to save the Orange King, and rescued him before he fell crippled like Xiang Batian.

The Orange King was severely beaten by the ministers and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and the beating from Long Zaitian, who had extremely strong hands, was even worse. The orange king with a jade-like face was beaten so hard that even his mother, the Queen, could not even recognize him. He gasped and pointed at Long Zaitian: Long Zaitian! You, you, the following offender, you, you will live. Tired of the taste!!”

Ah, bah. Long Zaitian said disdainfully: It's you, Orange King, who underestimates our Third Division Yamen. Miss Shen said it well, I am a soldier and you are a thief, how come I committed the following crime?

Hey! You're not out of your mind! The Orange King was almost infuriated by this reckless man, and shouted: You have surrendered to me, why do you want to rebel against me? If you are out of your mind, I will wake you up! It has been proven that you accepted bribes from me. Today you and I were chatting and laughing on the throne for everyone to see. You already have the mark of me, the Orange King. At this time, you will be a slave of the third surname. Be careful to end up like Xiang Batian!

Long Zaitian waved his hands nonchalantly: Xiang Batian is wavering between left and right, how can I be the same? I have always been loyal to only one person, so why do I have to be a slave with three surnames?

Do you think your Qilin Guards will accept a traitor like you? It was you who shed tears of thorns today. These princes and ministers all saw that you protected me. Do you think you can eliminate it with just a few words?

So you, Orange King, really have no morals at all. I was drugged, but why is Miss Shen okay now?

When the Orange King saw the heroic Shen Yiren in the ring, he saw that nothing happened, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

My people have been monitoring you. When did you collude with Shen Yiren!

Long Zaitian didn't answer, but just sneered: It's useless for you to boast about your excellent intelligence management. - The sky keeps an eye on me for twelve hours. You gave me - a batch of singers, and a large batch of gold, silver and jewelry came. My family has taught me that I have to endure it in case I turn against you in the future. But why didn’t you see that? I haven’t been home for several months since you gave me the gift.

....This talk...

Long Zaitian shook his head and sighed: If it weren't for someone as strong as Mingtu, you wouldn't even be qualified to talk about rebellion.'

After speaking, he didn't wait for anyone else to react. His huge body moved and imitated Shen Yiren and jumped out towards the nearest arena. His lightness skills were not as good as Shen Yiren's, and he didn't have the wind from the Fuxiang Palm to send him. He was a little exhausted in the middle of the jump. He didn't force it, and just rolled honestly. Then run from the ground to the ring.

There were only a few members of the Black Wind Thirteen Wings on the imperial platform, but when they saw Long Zaitian's rebellion, everyone who was lurking everywhere came out in full force.

All the Thirteen Black Wind Wings from everywhere ran out to intercept him. The dragons were fighting and escaping in the sky, punching one after another, making the tigers and tigers angry, like a tiger leaping back and forth among the eagles. . Then he spotted an opportunity and jumped up the stairs on another stage.

One of the Black Wind Thirteen Wings shouted: You want to use the ring to find a fist helper? It's just wishful thinking!

Long Zaitian was about to step onto the ring when two strong winds hit him from above. It was obviously an attack from above by two people. Since he uses his high to control the low, he has a huge advantage in terms of momentum and physical strength. Long Zaitian couldn't dodge and could only resist.

But I saw Long Zaitian looking at the two Black Wind Thirteen Wings, but he didn't resist them much. The sharp claws of the two Black Wind Thirteen Wings of Zhenjiao grabbed his shoulder blades, causing cold sweat to drip from his forehead. Those two people didn't expect it to be so easy to succeed. Just as they were about to use their special skills to tear the dragon apart from the sky left and right, they only felt a strong force restraining the back of their necks. 2 articles

Due to Long Zaitian's tall body, while the two men were attacking, Long Zaitian's arms had quietly come behind their necks. He clasped his arms hard and the two men's heads collided with each other, making a loud thud. Yu Ren did not expect that Long Zaitian would subdue these two people even though he was injured.

With just this moment of kung fu, Long Zaitian gritted his teeth. After withdrawing his hand, he desperately activated his kung fu, and his fists surged out like a wave, hitting the two of them hard. Every punch that hit their bodies echoed with the sound of broken bones and limbs. It was obvious that every punch was struck with all their strength.

The dragon's face was as heavy as water in the sky, and its eyes lit up with angry flames.

Three of my brothers died under the claws of an eagle, at the hands of you two sons of bitches!

Each of these two people was punched three times, all of which were fatal. Long Zaitian shouted and punched outwards, hitting the sides of the two people. The two people flew out like cannonballs. When he landed on the ground, his body was in a position that even Yu Jia's master found difficult. It was obvious that the bones were too severe and he had no way to return to his soul.

Long Zaitian avenged his brother, and with all his righteous indignation, he used his Wheel with all his strength, feeling exhausted all over. He hurriedly stepped onto the ring and ran towards Shen Yiren. As soon as he stepped onto the ring, what he saw shocked him.

I saw Shen Yiren and Fu Xiang fighting together, but there were only two of them with no other help. Long Zaitian remembered that Shen Yiren had released several people, but now none of them were missing. Taking a closer look, I felt even more frightened. There are eight corpses lying on the ground. Judging by their appearance, they are not those released imperial warriors. Who else is there?

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