Silver Overlord

When I saw Yan Liqiang's punch, there was no reason to fear the ghost king. He didn't even want to, he banged in the past with a punch, and came against Yan Liqiang's bajiquan ...

"boom……"

A loud noise echoed in the pine forest, and the snow on the ground under the ghost king's feet shook apart, and it was snowing all over the sky. In that huge force, the ghost king was directly knocked out by Yan Liqiang's punch, and his whole body flew out. His blood swelled, his arms numb, and he was taken aback.

And Yan Liqiang as a whole is like the shadow of the ghost king, rushing close to the ghost king, before the ghost king takes a sigh of relief, Yan Liqiang's second punch banged over again, the power of this second punch is still more Win the first punch ...

The ghost king who had lost the opportunity had to use Yan Palm's punch again with two palms.

The moment the fists intersected, there was another "bang ...", a syllable similar to "咤" in the mouth of the ghost king, his loose python robe suddenly swelled like a balloon, and then it was released instantly, the whole person It fluttered like a kite blown away by the strong wind, and flew back several tens of meters at a rapid speed. As fast as electricity, Yan Liqiang's second fist of horror was suddenly taken away by him, and he also got rid of it at the same time. Yan Liqiang's bombardment again ...

"Good work ..." Yan Liqiang's eyes flashed, his mouth praised, the ghost king's hand-handling stunt really opened his eyes, but he didn't go after the ghost king anymore, but when his body moved, he flashed to want In front of Situ Fei, who walked around to chase Hua Ruxue, another punch came out.

Situfei saw that Yan Liqiang was close to himself instantly. He had been surprised when he saw Yan Liqiang's horror fist. If he didn't want to, he would retreat, but where Yan Liqiang's fist is so avoidable, the ghost king does n’t mean he has it either. In this ability, when seeing Yan Liqiang's fist approaching, Situ Fei roared, held the fan with both hands, and pressed it towards Yan Liqiang's fist ...

"Wow ..." As soon as the cold iron steel fan in Situ Fei's hand touched Yan Liqiang's fist, it broke apart instantly. Situ Fei's hands were dripping with blood, and he was shocked by Yan Liqiang's fist. A bite of blood came from Situ Fei's mouth. Sprayed out, at this moment of life and death, Situ Fei, a scribe, couldn't care less about his face. With the strength of his fist, he stepped down and rolled into the snow. The donkey rolled, like a snowball, and rolled out more than ten feet away, hitting a pine tree heavily, and then stopped suddenly ...

"Go to death!" A husky, unpleasant sound, such as the sound of iron tile scraping stones appearing in Yan Liqiang's ears, but the ghost king roared, and rushed over again, but it was only momentarily, Yan Liqiang was densely stacked in front of and behind him, everywhere. The dazzling ghost king transforms the ghost claw grabber's shadow ...

Throat, chest, back, top of head, underarm ... Yan Liqiang's whole body is almost covered by the ghost king's strange pair of hands, and a wind is blowing around him ...

"Bang, bang, bang, bang ..." Yan Liqiang also changed his boxing style instantly, his body flickered, and he fought fast. The two sides fought more than ten times in an instant. Finally, Yan Liqiang roared, "Open ..." , The fist wind was violent, and the ghost king's figure was once again forced to fly by Yan Liqiang ...

Yan Liqiang did not give the Ghost King more chance this time. As soon as he took the lead, the whole person rushed up again lightningly, and a fierce Wuyue Chaotian cone blasted towards the Ghost King.

"Boom ..." was another loud noise. The figure of the ghost king was blasted out by Yan Liqiang like a cannonball. The whole person was directly blasted into Yuhuating by Yan Liqiang, who broke the Yuhuating. After a pillar, I knocked down two stone monuments outside Yuhua Pavilion, and then suddenly stabilized my body ...

"Boom ..." Yuhua Pavilion, one of the historic sites in Huizhou City, just collapsed suddenly.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Yan Liqiang was no longer on this hillside. The ghost king standing on a stone tablet was stuffy, his blood was restless, and blood was rolled to his throat, and he swallowed himself. The two hands of the Ghost King shrank in their sleeves, shaking uncontrollably, and the powerful mountain-like power that erupted just at the last moment of Yan Liqiang almost exceeded the limits of the Ghost King's secret method and body ... ...

Instinctively, the ghost king feels that the person who just met with himself should not be in the realm of his own king of war, but somehow, the power of that person's shot and the speed of the body's reaction have left the ghost king's heart in check. Afraid to run into that person ...

The embarrassed face of Lu Tianxing, Situ Fei, and a few remaining master soldiers of the Night Marching Army came to the side of the ghost king, "seeing ... seeing the lord ..."

"Who is that person?" The ghost king said in a husky voice ...

"We don't know, just now we received the news and we were already trapped here. Those rebels were about to be arrested, but the man suddenly killed them. They killed us without saying a word and let a few rebels run away. ... "Lu Tianxing said bitterly," Now ... want to chase now ... "

The ghost king looked at the corpse of the night marching ghost army on the hillside, and turned to look at the court horse not far from the hillside. He was silent for two or three seconds, his fist in his sleeve. If you squeeze it tightly, you can only pop out a word from the gap between the teeth, "Withdraw ..."

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When Yan Liqiang left, he also pulled out the sword that he had thrown from the trunk of the nailed person. UU reading www.uukanshu.com did not leave anything at the scene. The court army in Huizhou City and many cities The characters of the rivers and lakes have been alarmed. He and the ghost king can't tell the difference in a short time. In addition, they have already left because of the flower like snow. Then there is no need to continue to entangle with the people of Bailian religion here.

Return silently to the room of the guesthouse where you are, close the door, remove the hood from your head and put it in your bag, hang your sword, lie on the bed Yan Yanqiang, listening to all the movements from the street outside the window, mind Among them are the flower-like faces of Hua Ruxue flashing, and a series of questions are rising in my heart. What is wrong with Bailian Church? The imperial capital city is chaotic at this moment. Hua Ruxue is now being chased and killed by people of the Bailian religion. Why go to the horse honeycomb of Gyeonggi? Wouldn't Hua Ruxue know that the people of Bailianism gathered a large number of experts to do things in Gyeonggi? Why did she throw herself into the net like this ...

Thinking about flowers like snow, unknowingly, Yan Liqiang recalled all the nights and flowers like snow, but found himself ashamedly hard ...

After cursing, Yan Liqiang, who had no intention of sleeping, suddenly got up and practiced Yijin Xishui Jing in the room. Yan Liqiang was practicing Yijin Xishui Jing while recalling his fight with the ghost king Every detail of the previous battle with the ghost king, although not long, but this is also the first time Yan Liqiang face to face with people at the level of the ghost king, there are a lot of gains and understanding need to digest ...

As soon as the next day, Yan Liqiang left the inn directly, rented a carriage in the city, and went directly out of Huizhou City to the Imperial City ...