The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

"Boom!"

"Ziz!"

Lu XiaoFeng could only see lightning flashes from time to time in the mountains, and when he thought of the power of the Evil Emperor, he couldn't help but sigh. Although the overall level of martial arts in Tiannan is not as good as that of Shenzhou, there are also masters such as Xiao Li Feidao, Sword God Yan Nantian, Xie Xiaofeng of Divine Sword Villa, and Thirteen Swords Yan Thirteen.

However, these masters, compared with the Evil Emperor, do not seem to be on the same level at all.

For example, that day, Young Master Xiaoyaohou, who had great martial arts, was beheaded by the Evil Emperor. The Happy King, with a high level of cultivation, the two palace masters of Yihua Palace and Yueyue Lianxing were not opponents of the Happy King, but they were killed by the Evil Emperor with one knife, and even the bones were not left behind.

To the Evil Emperor, are the masters in the southern part of the sky just a character who can kill with one knife?

Lu XiaoFeng shook his head, he didn't know, he was thinking about whether it was good or bad to bring the Evil Emperor to Tiannan this time...

"Crazy thunder shakes the sky!"

"Thunderbolts of the Five Mountains!"

"Angry thunder tore the sky and destroy the earth!"

In the mountain, Yang Zheng struck out three swords in a row, each one was stronger than the other, and each one was more powerful than the other. This "Purple Thunder Seven Strikes", strictly speaking, can only be regarded as a half-step broken-level exercise. Going beyond the seventh strike, to the eighth strike, 'Tian thunder and slaughter the real dragon', is a qualitative change. It has the strength to kill the broken void powerhouse, and even fight against god-level masters.

As for the ninth attack, "The Thunder Demon Shocked the Divine Retribution", it is already a god-level martial arts, the ultimate ultimate move, and the ultimate technique of destroying the world.

"Unfortunately, the eighth and ninth strikes are missing, and they need strong thunder support. These last two moves, if there is no thunder pool plug-in, even a broken void powerhouse will be able to split at most three times in their life, otherwise it will be Will run out of energy and die."

"Although the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow is sharp and can cut iron like mud, it is not as good as the Thunder Sword. After all, only the Thunder Sword can exert the full power of the Purple Thunder Sword."

"Thunder Sword Heaven Sword, Heaven Sword Thunder Sword, it is extremely difficult to collect any thunder sword. There is no way to collect it step by step. This "Purple Thunder Seven Strikes" has been practiced here, I am afraid that I will go Only in the Divine Armament Continent can we find the opportunity for the eighth and ninth strikes."

Yang Zheng pondered for a while, and put away the big summer dragon bird. He had already practiced "Seven Strikes of Purple Thunder" to the master state, and if he continued to practice, he would not improve much.

He estimated that using the "Purple Thunder Seven Strikes" by the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow, he could basically have a dozen or twenty moves with the Broken Void powerhouse. If he wanted to kill the Broken Void powerhouse, he would only do so with a real thunder knife. , to forcibly break the rules and raise a realm before it can be achieved.

"Xie Xiaofeng of Divine Sword Villa, the next stop, go to Divine Sword Villa and try the sword of the third young master with "Purple Thunder Sword Technique"!"

With a decision in his heart, Yang Zheng flew out of the mountain, and after a few words with Lu Xiaofeng, he asked Lu Xiaofeng to lead the way to the Divine Sword Villa.

...

Today, I passed by a small town.

Yang Zheng accidentally saw Hua Wuque, this guy was still ragged and pale, as if he had been robbed. Not only was he robbed of money, he was also robbed of color!

Next to Hua Wuque, there was a swordsman. The swordsman was dressed plainly, his long gown was washed white, and he looked gentle, not like a swordsman, but like a weak scholar.

However, Yang Zheng would not underestimate the swordsman because of his appearance. The swordsman's martial arts was a bit unusual. At least it is much stronger than that Hua Wu Que.

"This kid broke into the inner courtyard of our money gang, and if he wants to use force against the gang master's wife, he must be caught back, otherwise, the majesty of my money gang will be wiped out. You sloppy swordsman, guarding this kid along the way, can protect it for a while, Can you protect it forever?"

Hua Wuque and the swordsman were surrounded by a group of people. It turned out that those people were from the money gang.

And Hua Wuque, actually broke into the money gang, to fight the idea of ​​the money gang's wife? Isn't this guy supposed to be cool and handsome? How could it be like this?

Yang Zheng was slightly taken aback when he heard it, and took a serious look at Hua Wuque. This time, he saw something unusual.

There is no shortage of flowers, eyes are dull, if there is no accident, it should be crazy! In other words, it was someone who was ecstasy and manipulated!

"Xiaofeng, in this land in the south of the sky, is there any person or force that is good at controlling others with subtle and mysterious methods?"

So, Yang Zheng asked Lu Xiaofeng.

"Essential mysticism? Before Xiaoyaohou was considered one, if we were to talk about power, the Demon Sect was considered. However, the Demon Sect was driven to an overseas island and has not appeared in the arena for more than ten years. Evil Emperor, you mean, that Hua Wu Que was Are people in control?"

Lu Xiaofeng frowned and looked at Hua Wuque.

"Hua Wu Que has practiced Mingyu Gong, although he entered the brothel before, he may have been broken by the brothel woman, but a big man, being treated by the brothel woman, will not change his temperament greatly, and it is even more impossible to provoke Shangguan. Jin Hong. Hua Wu Que, most likely because of some kind of mysterious magic."

Yang Zheng said.

There, the fight has already started. That somewhat sloppy swordsman, guarding Hua Wuque, was able to do it with ease, and the money gang were not mediocre. Three of them were first-rate, and the other second-rate and third-rate united, and it would not be a problem to be regarded as a first-rate.

That is to say, the swordsman was besieged by four first-class masters, and the average person was already panicked, but the swordsman was like a stroll in the courtyard, not in a hurry, with a sword here, a sword there, very relaxed, cracking a note Killing move.

"Art!"

Yang Zheng couldn't help but spit out two words.

The swordsman's martial arts reminded him of the word art.

"Xiaofeng, do you know him?"

So, Yang Zheng asked with a slight smile.

"This person's martial arts is well-rounded and smooth. He does not deliberately pursue the power of his moves, but he uses his moves at will. I am afraid that his martial arts has reached the realm of returning to its original state. He is also an endless swordsman.

Lu XiaoFeng pondered slightly.

"Oh, who is it?"

Yang Zheng asked curiously.

"The number one hero in the world, Shen Lang!"

Lu Xiaofeng said.

"Shen Lang?"

Yang Zheng recited these two words, and the swordsman seemed to be very likely Shen Lang.

"His martial arts are very good. Maybe his skills are not as good as the happy king Xiaoyao, but his mood is higher than that of the happy king, and his understanding of martial arts exceeds that of the other two."

Looking at the swordsman's martial arts skills, Yang Zheng couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"Shen Lang is the son of King Shen Tianjun of Kyushu, and his martial arts inheritance is very extraordinary, but few people know what martial arts he practiced. Not big, there were rumors some time ago that Shen Lang was going to go out to sea and stay away from the disputes between the rivers and lakes."

Lu XiaoFeng added.

"Shen Lang, the name has the same character as my righteous brother Lang Fanyun. This martial arts mood is also somewhat similar, but it is possible to make friends."

Yang Zheng nodded.

The Shen Lang in front of him reminded him of his righteous brother Lang Fanyun.

I don't know, where are the waves and clouds after the shattered void in the sky at this moment? ..