Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect!

Japan.

The palace where the emperor resides.

A red-haired man with two swords on his back kneeled in front of an old man in gorgeous clothes, with a haggard appearance and white hair.

"Huolang pays respect to His Majesty the Emperor."

The Emperor asked, "Is there any news about Jue Wushen?"

"Your Majesty, Jue Wushen has been completely wiped out in the Central Plains."

"The person who can defeat Jue Wushen should be the martial arts legend Wuming, right?"

"No, it's a young man who is unknown."

"Oh~" The Emperor couldn't help but be stunned: "Tell me in detail."

Huolang said, "According to the spy's report, Nie Feng called that person Brother Yan, whose origin is unknown. This person defeated Jue Wushen with boxing, and it seems that he has a body protection magic comparable to the immortal golden body, and his martial arts are unfathomable."

The Emperor sighed, "Someone can actually defeat Jue Wushen in the two most proud martial arts. The Central Plains is really a place of crouching tigers and hidden dragons!"

He paused, and asked, "What is the current situation of Wushen Jue Palace?"

Huolang said, "Wushen Jue Palace has not received the news that Jue Wushen was killed, and there is no abnormality for the time being."

The Emperor nodded, "You can leave, and tell Huansheng Yixin to come to see me."

"Yes, sir." Huolang got up and left.

The next day, it was almost noon.

The Emperor led his Huowu Sect leader Huolang, Xuanmen Huanren Huansheng Yixin, and his junior brother Juerlang and many masters from the two sects, and suddenly came to Wushen Jue Palace.

Before they entered the door, they heard shouts and killings from the palace, which surprised them.

Juerlang laughed and said, "I didn't expect someone to come to trouble so soon. It seems that the news has spread."

Then, everyone came to the palace. Hundreds of ghosts surrounded a burly man with a sword in one hand and a long knife on his back.

The man pulled a gorgeous and beautiful woman with his left hand and rushed straight to the palace gate. Every time he swung his sword, people would fall to the ground.

Although the ghosts were numerous, they could not get close to him within three feet, and there were already many casualties.

Huolang said in a deep voice: "It's Pojun and Jue Wushen's wife."

The Emperor said indifferently: "Stop them."

"Yes." Huolang responded, and the two swords behind him were unsheathed, and he flew across a distance of several feet and rushed directly to Pojun.

The sound of the sharp blade breaking the wind came into his ears, and Pojun was on guard. With a "clang" sound, he blocked the two swords that were chopped down on his head with his sword, and his body did not move at all. The strong internal force pushed Huolang back.

"Get out!" Pojun slashed with a backhand sword, and the Tanlang sword was about to rip Huolang's belly from bottom to top.

Huolang hurriedly crossed his two swords to intercept, and with a "click", the two swords could not hold the edge, and they were immediately broken into pieces, and the man was also blown away by the huge force.

"Huolang, the martial arts of Huowu Sect are no more than this, so you should look at me." Ju Erlang said with sarcasm, and his majestic body like half an iron tower stepped proudly towards Pojun.

Although Huowumen and Xuanmen Huannin both served the Emperor, they had a lot of grudges against each other and looked down on each other.

"A good dog doesn't block the road." Pojun was extremely angry. The Zhongyuan group gained nothing except poisoning Wuming.

After hiding for a few days, he was shocked to hear that Juewushen was killed. He was shocked at first and then ecstatic. Then he rushed back to Japan without stopping to snatch back the woman he once loved the most.

Juewushen and his son had died in a foreign land. No one in Wushen Jue Palace could be his opponent, so he went to the door to snatch people without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, the Emperor came out halfway, but Pojun didn't take them seriously.

Seeing Ju Erlang's heavy punch, Tanlang Sword immediately chopped out to meet the opponent's fist.

Ju Erlang didn't dare to take the edge of Tanlang Sword head-on, and immediately turned his hand and changed his move, using the palm knife to attack Pojun's neck from the inside of Tanlang Sword.

But Pojun was faster than him, and the tip of the Tanlang sword turned and swept across the throat like lightning.

The cold light flashed, and Ju Erlang's face changed slightly. He quickly turned his head and bent down to dodge. With a "swish", his messy hair flew, and his ear escaped from the Tanlang sword by a millimeter.

Bang!

Pojun took advantage of the situation and kicked his right foot hard on Ju Erlang's chest.

Huansheng Yixin rushed out suddenly, and his right palm pressed against the back of Ju Erlang who was retreating.

The two then attacked at the same time. The former flipped his palms and brought heavy palm shadows to attack the vital points in front of Pojun. The latter suddenly turned to attack the beautiful woman next to Pojun.

"Looking for death!" Pojun was furious, and the Tanlang sword forced the two people back horizontally. Then the true power penetrated his back, and the Tianren knife immediately popped out of the sheath and fell into his left hand that let go of the beautiful woman.

With the sword in hand, the murderous aura rushed to the sky in an instant.

In order to fight a quick battle and escape as soon as possible, Pojun's 'Sha Po Lang' skill was used in response to the situation. Layers of sword lights and shadows, like thousands of snow rolls, rushed towards the two people.

"Not good!" Huansheng Yixin and Ju Erlang were horrified and retreated violently, but they could not get rid of Pojun's attack.

In the crisis, a shadow passed between the two people, and it turned out to be the Emperor.

At the moment when the sword was approaching, the Emperor's palms came out together and brazenly stabbed into the net formed by the swords.

Ding Ding Dang Dang...

Under the sudden and fierce collision, the Emperor's flesh palms and Pojun's magic weapon made a sound of metal clashing.

Pojun was shocked. This old Emperor who was half buried in the ground was actually a top master!

His skills were so strong that only Wuming could be compared with this old Emperor among the enemies he had met in his life.

Po Jun was distracted by surprise and his attack was slow for a moment, which allowed Tian Huang to seize his sword. Even with the power of Tan Lang and Tian Ren, it was difficult to hurt him at all.

Po Jun exclaimed in surprise: "Could this be the legendary Sky-Shattering Sword?"

"A little bit of eyesight!" The emperor twisted his hand, Wu Yan's real power was revealed, Po Jun's hands shook violently, and he immediately dropped his weapon.

Bang!

The emperor took advantage of the situation and sent the sword forward, using the hilt and hilt of the sword to hit two important points on Pojun's chest at the same time.

Po Jun couldn't move and shouted angrily: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't be impatient." The emperor tossed the sword casually and returned it to the scabbard behind Po Jun: "I have no intention of hurting anyone, I just want to ask Mr. Po Jun for a favor."

Po Jun's thoughts were spinning and he snorted coldly: "You want me to work for you? Haha~ If you want to threaten me, you are not qualified!"

The emperor did not feel dissatisfied and looked at the beautiful woman: "Of course you are not afraid, but what about her?"

Po Jun's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted fiercely: "If you dare to touch a hair on your face, I will fight you to the death!"

The emperor was so calm that he said: "If you are confident that you can open the acupuncture points before then, you might as well give it a try."

"You..." Po Jun was so angry that he wanted to eat the emperor alive, but he finally endured it: "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

"This matter is not urgent. You will know about it when the time comes." The emperor ordered: "Fire Wolf, please entertain this lady well and don't neglect it."

"As ordered." Huolang said and took Yan Ying away.

The emperor immediately unlocked Po Jun's acupuncture points, and then led everyone to the purple leaf forest deep in Wushenjue Palace.

The surviving Onishara was so frightened by the emperor's identity that he did not dare to act rashly again for a while.

In the purple leaf forest, a huge building that looks like a human left fist and is more than ten feet high rises from the ground.

This place is called "Fist Tomb", and there are terrible people imprisoned in it that even Jue Wushen is extremely afraid of.

There are several arm-thick fine steel chains surrounding the fist tomb that are cast on the foundation stone, and the other end penetrates into the fist tomb.

"Let's do it." The emperor gave the order, and Huansheng Isshin and Jujiro came out of the crowd, rushed towards a foundation stone, and used their skills to smash it down.

Click!

The cornerstone is torn apart.

"Roar——" A thunderous roar suddenly sounded from the fist grave, sounding like thunder.

Immediately afterwards, the fist tomb began to shake violently, the chains rattled, and suddenly there was a boom, and the fist tomb collapsed and exploded.

He saw an old man with white hair and beard appearing in mid-air, and his muscles were twisted and knotted. After looking around in the air, the old man followed the sky full of rubble and landed in front of the emperor.

"Long time no see, Fist God."

The old man looked at the Emperor carefully for a long time, and then asked uncertainly: "Are you... His Majesty the Emperor?"

"That's right." The emperor nodded slightly: "I haven't seen you for many years, I didn't expect you to recognize me."