I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

"Kill me? Hahaha! You Han people in the Central Plains will soon be exterminated and your country will be exterminated, and you are still uttering arrogance here!"

The boxing god licked his lips and showed a ferocious smile: "That's fine! Since you want to die, I will tear you into pieces!"

He is Jue Wushen's second senior brother. He is extremely talented in boxing. After practicing boxing for a year, he has mastered the authentic essence of boxing. He can kill his senior brother with one punch and become the number one boxer in Japan.

His martial arts qualifications are not far behind those of Wu Ming, a martial arts legend.

Although this guy has great martial arts skills, his brain is not very good...

In the end, he was drugged and knocked unconscious by his master Kenichi Terazawa and his junior brother Zewu Shen, and was imprisoned in a fist tomb. All the meridians in his body were locked by fist locks.

After Oda Nobunaga dealt with the Zetsu God, he released the Fist God and unlocked his fist lock to help him recover his cultivation.

In return for releasing myself, and in order to challenge the martial arts masters from the Central Plains...

The god of boxing and the god of martial arts obeyed the orders of Oda Nobunaga and went to the Central Plains to perform tasks under the leadership of Ikkyu Sojun.

"If you have the ability, it's up to you."

Lin Xuan smiled faintly and pointed to the sky: "There are many Japanese people here. Do you want to go up and fight?"

"good!"

The boxing god let out a sullen breath, and a vague black mist emitted from his body.

"Senior brother, wait a minute!"

Jue Wushen felt that something was not right, and stretched out his hand to stop him: "Your Excellency must not be an unknown person. I don't know how to call him?"

Although these two brothers are both ruthless and shameless people.

If we can complete the mission and return to Japan, there will be a lot of open and secret fighting, candlelight and shadow.

But now the task has not been completed, and we are still in the golden period of cooperation...

Absolutely no god does not want any inexplicable variables to occur.

Even if the boxing god is going to die, he should at least catch the Emperor of the Central Plains before he dies!

"Haha, Jue Wushen, you blind fool!"

Zhu Houzhao said proudly: "Listen up, this is the Imperial Master of our dynasty, the descendant of Emperor Xuanyuan, and the unparalleled Zhenjun Lin Xuanlin in the world!"

"After you said this, why do you feel a little ashamed..."

Lin Xuan sighed: "Your Majesty..., uh, if His Majesty the Supreme Emperor wants me to take action, it's better to calm down."

The emperor went through inner Zen and passed the throne to his son, who became the Supreme Emperor.

And if his son abdicates the throne and passes it to his grandson, he can be upgraded from the "Supreme Emperor" to the "Supreme Emperor" with the highest status in the feudal dynasty, which is somewhat similar to the female "Emperor and Queen Mother".

But for a profession like the emperor, one usually works until death, and rarely abdicates on his own initiative.

Although Li Yuan, Li Longji, Song Huizong and others all became emperors, they basically did so in a miserable way...

"Supreme Emperor" is even rarer. In Lin Xuan's memory, only Gao Wei, the empress of the Northern Qi Dynasty during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, achieved this rare achievement.

From this perspective, Zhu Houzhao did indeed do something that none of his ancestors had done.

This is also a human issue.

After all, Zhu Houzhao's desire for power was a bit abstract, and he was not that interested in being an emperor.

If it were to be Zhu Yuanzhang...

Even if you live to be a thousand years old, you will probably not give up your throne.

"No, no, no! Lin Zhenjun, don't be angry, I just want to watch the excitement, and I won't talk too much!"

Zhu Houzhao rubbed his old face: "We haven't seen each other in a hundred years. We will kill these thieves later. Let's have a drink and chat. I will ask my dear grandson to kowtow to you."

Emperor Wenlong: "..."

"So you are Lin Xuan! Good! Very good!"

Jue Wushen laughed loudly, with a playful look on his face: "Pojun, you are all Han Chinese, let me tell you."

"Brother Lin, to be honest, Lord Nobunaga appreciates you very much."

Po Jun's voice was a little gloomy: "As long as you are willing to submit to Duke Nobunaga, not only can Duke Nobunaga help you survive the catastrophe safely, but he can also make you the king of the country and control the land of the Central Plains."

"The Sword Sect is one of the strongest martial arts sects in the Central Plains. Although you are unworthy, you are still the young master of the Sword Sect."

"Unexpectedly, he lost all his integrity and became a lackey of the Japanese."

"Compared to your junior brother Wuming, it's a huge difference!"

Lin Xuan glanced at Po Jun and said calmly: "Under the Nine Springs, do you still have the nerve to meet your ancestors?"

Conspiracy and rebellion can also be said to be dissatisfaction with the court, which is a matter of stance.

But he surrendered to the Japanese and followed the Japanese to conquer the Central Plains...

Lin Xuan felt that he could no longer be called a human being.

It can only be regarded as a dog.

There’s nothing good to say about dogs.

"You! You!"

Po Junqi's eyes turned red and his body trembled slightly.

In order to defeat Wu Ming, he took refuge in Jue Wu Shrine.

In fact, I feel a little ashamed inside.

But now Lin Xuan actually exposed it in public and said that he was worse than Wuming.

Po Jun suddenly felt endless killing intent in his heart, wishing to crush Lin Xuan to ashes.

"Stubborn!"

Juewu Shen took out a purple gold token: "Senior brother, Nobunaga has an order. If Lin Xuan does not surrender, anyone who presents his head will be promoted to the title of king and will be granted a land of ten thousand hectares. It is more meritorious than killing the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. It’s ten times bigger!”

He was very cunning and had the boxing god lurk underground in advance, planning to join forces with Yixiu to kill all the masters enshrined in the Ming Dynasty.

As a result, Ao Xue suddenly appeared and competed with Yixiu for the power of Buddhism.

Jue Wushen originally thought that summoning his senior brother, the God of Boxing, to deal with a female prostitute and a nameless person with residual blood would be a bit of a waste.

As a result, Lin Xuan also appeared.

Jue Wushen thought about it and realized that although Lin Xuan's martial arts skills were high in the past, he should still be inferior to his senior brother's boxing god.

With this person's status, if he can be killed within the imperial city...

Not only can he complete Oda Nobunaga's commission, he is also a highly respected minister.

The entire Central Plains martial arts community will be in a state of collapse, with low morale, like meat on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

It is indeed far better than capturing the Emperor of the Central Plains!

Happiness comes too suddenly!

Jue Wushen secretly made up his mind to pay homage to Amaterasu when he returned and build more shrines.

"Lin Xuan! Come and die quickly!"

The boxing god roared loudly and punched Lin Xuan.

"Qing'er, leave Yixiu to Xiaobai, I will kill the boxing god, and leave the others to you..."

Lin Xuan said calmly: "These little people shouldn't be able to ask anything, so there is no need to keep them alive!"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xuan's figure had disappeared and appeared on the top of the sea of ​​clouds almost teleporting.

The next moment, the sound of swords and fists clashing resounded throughout the world.

"Okay..."

Ah Qing nodded and took out the green bamboo stick.

Between heaven and earth, snowflakes are falling one after another!

Cyan snow!

Green snow fell on the bodies of the gathered Gui Cha Luo, dyeing their skin blue.

In the next moment, the cyan turned into blood.

All the ghosts showed confusion and fear, and fell to the ground without saying a word, like chopped leeks.

"Damn it! Pojun, Juexin, let's take action together!"

Jue Wushen's pupils shrank rapidly and he roared: "Kill!"

"This is the Green Sword Immortal I mentioned before."

Zhu Houzhao patted Wu Ming, who was dumbstruck: "I heard that you are known as the Heavenly Sword, which can be regarded as a swordsman myth. Is the swordsmanship of Qing Sword Immortal as good as yours?"

"……I have no idea."

"Huh? You are actually so powerful?"

"It's not a question of whether it's great or not."

Wuming glanced at Zhu Houzhao and said with a wry smile: "If you want to evaluate Qingjianxian's swordsmanship, at least I have to be able to understand it..."

"Huh? I never thought that a guy like you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, could be so good at flattering."

nameless:"……"

***

"Good swordsmanship!"

Above the nine heavens, the boxing god stands in the sea of ​​clouds, standing motionless.

The clouds are flowing thousands of miles away, and the clouds are rolling and relaxing.

In his eyes, there was burning fighting spirit.

"You're too old, why bother."

Lin Xuan stared at the Human Emperor Sword in his hand: "Wouldn't it be nice to retire in a fist grave?"

"Fart...fart!"

The boxing god was furious, and the muscles, bones and skin all over his body vibrated like a huge drum.

In an instant, his body swelled up and turned into a giant three or four meters tall.

This is the body-building method reaching its pinnacle.

With a roar, the boxing god punched out.

The world is bleak!

A fist light full of destructive aura swept across the entire sea of ​​clouds.

The entire sea of ​​clouds shrank rapidly and turned into a huge fist-shaped flowing cloud.

The fist clouds gathered, and the void continued to collapse, spreading out deep black space cracks.

It was as if this fist cloud could penetrate the entire world.

The punches are endless!

"Although you are a demon spirit, it only slightly affects your mind. Logically speaking, your martial arts skills should not be enough to preserve your sanity."

Lin Xuan's thoughts moved slightly: "In this case, the principle of the demon spirit should be to gradually eat away at your mind and replace it."

As he spoke, Lin Xuan waved the Human Emperor Sword with his free hand and slashed at Quan Yun.

The golden sword light spread across the sky and the earth, and the huge shadow of Ying Long appeared in the void, shining on the sea of ​​clouds!

The dragon shadow turned virtual into reality, biting towards the fist as if it were alive.

People from hundreds of miles around couldn't help but raise their heads and look to the sky.

The pale white fist cloud suddenly turned into gold, emitting a dazzling brilliance.

The fist cloud dissipated and turned into pieces of golden flowing clouds.

The magnificent golden light illuminates the heaven and earth, which is extremely beautiful.

Seeing the vision in the sky, people all over the city couldn't help but kneel on the ground and worship.

To a certain extent, this kind of martial arts is no different from the appearance of gods!

"Hahaha! So happy! So happy! After I mastered my boxing skills, no one can block my three punches."

"I can't believe that your broken sword blocked my punches for eighteen times! It's much harder than the bastard's shell."

"There's no point in continuing to fight like this. One punch can determine life or death!"

The god of boxing wiped the blood on his face and showed a wild smile, like a beast: "I don't know what kind of demon you are talking about. You can just ask Oda Nobunaga in the future."

Every breath and breath is like the breath of a dragon.

Blood is constantly seeping out of the boxing god's body.

After a moment, blood spurted out from every pore of his body and dispersed in the sea of ​​clouds.

In an instant, the boxing god looked like a bloody man.

"Oda Nobunaga? Which version is this..."

Lin Xuan nodded: "Okay, you can die in peace."

As the words were spoken, the Human Emperor's Sword emitted an incomparably bright brilliance.

A hundred-meter-long golden giant sword condensed rapidly in the void.

"Kill with infinite fists! Kill!"

The boxing god breathed violently, and a roaring sound erupted from all the acupuncture points in his body.

He raised his hands high in the air, forming a mysterious boxing stance.

The overbearing and unparalleled fist intention spread across the void, like a hurricane, causing the entire sea of ​​clouds to rotate.

A thunderous voice sounded.

That was the sound of the boxing god invigorating his blood.

The fist intention was brewing to the limit, and the fist of the boxing god suddenly shook like two giant hammers.

The sound of bones bursting sounded.

The next moment, the body of the boxing god swelled violently.

Then, the whole person exploded into a ball of blood mist.

The fist intention that rolled up the sea of ​​clouds suddenly dissipated.

The flowing clouds slowly faded from gold and returned to the original picture.

The white clouds were leisurely, and the blue sky remained the same!

"Is it okay..."

Lin Xuan felt the rapidly dissipating breath of the boxing god, and several black lines appeared on his forehead.

The martial arts realm of the boxing god obviously took the route of forging the body into a soldier.

He was not a person from the three religions who condensed the soul.

But Lin Xuan still waited for two minutes with a rigorous attitude.

Even the bloody smell slowly dissipated, but there was still no punch from the soul and soul attack.

It can only mean that the boxing god really exploded...

Well, Lin Xuan didn't expect that the boxing god said that one punch would determine life and death...

The result was that he blew himself up.

Others at least pretend to be awesome and then run away.

This guy is really awesome, pretending to be awesome and then dying.

It's really unexpected, and it's hard to guess.

He's just a mysterious man!

Okay..., although this situation is unexpected, it's also reasonable.

After all, the boxing god has been imprisoned in the fist tomb for decades, and his whole body meridians have been locked by fist locks, and he has been malnourished for a long time.

In order to adapt to the years of torture of the fist lock, the boxing god's meridians have all been dislocated, and the blood vessels have bulged and twisted.

The hypertrophic muscles are even more weird, like a giant frogman.

Although he looks vigorous, he also has countless hidden injuries in his body.

After being transformed into a demon spirit by Oda Nobunaga, his body has been demonized, and his vitality has been greatly damaged.

Of course, the boxing god himself has a very deep cultivation, and these hidden dangers can be forcibly suppressed by him.

Even if he lives for more than a hundred years, there is no pressure.

But he just fought with all his strength.

It caused a deficiency of qi and blood, and he kept urging the fist intention.

Finally, his body couldn't bear his extremely overbearing punch...

So, it exploded with a "pop".

This shows that if you are not the protagonist, don't always think about things like "man conquers nature" and keep killing yourself.

Don't even mention God...

Even your own body may not cooperate.

"The Japanese boxing is over now."

Lin Xuan shrugged and fell to the ground.

This guy's self-created "Infinite Punch" is quite powerful, and it is also considered a top-grade in the entire Fengyun system.

But this guy exploded himself, and Lin Xuan's talent of "Gods and Buddhas can save all" was useless, and no gold coins exploded.

Forget it, this shows that there is no fate.

Anyway, it is a Japanese martial art, so it may be lost if it is lost.

***

Forbidden City

The Japanese are already at an absolute disadvantage.

The Fire Kirin happily ran around the periphery of the palace, killing and setting fire.

Although the Fire Kirin was timid in front of the strong, it could definitely punch hard against ordinary masters.

The Japanese warriors brought by Jue Wushen were clearly in a position to strike hard.

So, one by one, the Japanese warriors were turned into charred corpses in the cat-catching-mouse attack of Fire Kirin.

Unconsciously, the battle outside was turned into a game of hide-and-seek by Fire Kirin alone.

Looking at the imperial guards, the palace guards, and the civil and military officials who came after hearing the news, he was amazed.

The painting style of the inner city was also abstract.

Zhu Houzhao, Wuming, Emperor Wenlong, Duan Shuai who had a sore back, and Nie Renwang who had barely calmed down..., were gathered together, staring blankly at the green bamboo stick in Ah Qing's hand.

It seemed that the girl was just waving the bamboo stick casually, poking left and right, and it was completely unformed.

But facing this clumsy stick method, Jue Wushen, Pojun, and Juexin had no power to resist.

In a moment, there were more than ten wounds on their bodies, and the blood was flowing.

"Pojun, go all out! Let's fight this woman!"

Jue Wushen roared loudly, his body full of golden light, like a giant light bulb.

Although he was known as the indestructible golden body, his whole body was invulnerable to swords and guns, and was invulnerable to water and fire.

But Ah Qing's green bamboo stick was much more powerful than swords and guns...

If she poked it in the air, a blood hole would appear immediately.

Even the acupoints inside were shaking uncontrollably, and the flesh and blood could only be forcibly cut off.

After only fighting for more than ten moves, Jue Wushen had cut seven or eight pieces of flesh on his body.

If he continued to fight like this, he was worried that he would torture himself...

"Okay! Tiancan Sha Yue Zhan!"

Pojun shouted wildly, and the Tanlang Sword and the Tianren Knife crossed, drawing a big cross of heaven and earth in the air!

The sword light and sword energy burst out, turning into a shock wave that overflowed, and fell towards Ah Qing.

"Juexin, go!"

Jue Wushen screamed, and turned around and ran like a wild dog!

A golden-purple glow covered Jue Wushen's whole body, which was a sign of fully operating the immortal golden body!

"..."

Juexin abruptly pushed his Qinggong with all his strength, and rushed in the opposite direction of Jue Wushen.

"Jue Wushen, you bastard, you are fucking me!"

Pojun was still in the air, and found that the two allies had escaped more than a hundred meters away, and he was furious.

"The Grand Master didn't consider you as his own..."

A Qing curled his lips, and gently scratched the green bamboo stick, touching the junction of the Tanlang Sword and the Tianren Knife.

The green light bloomed, and the two magic weapons melted into hot molten iron, dripping on the ground.

"Well, whether you like it or not, you will die."

A Qing turned his wrist, and the green bamboo stick made a very strange angle, lightly touching the center of Po Jun's brow.

"You...you! Why did you..."

Po Jun's eyes showed an extremely fearful expression, and he suddenly stepped in the void and retreated rapidly.

The moment he landed, a ray of sword energy burst out from the center of Po Jun's brow, piercing his head.

The whole world turned bloody, and then quickly darkened.

This was the last picture in Po Jun's mind.

Although he was unwilling, Po Jun could only accept this ending.

After all, he was dead.