Chapter 201 The Swordsman and the Monk

Zhao Sheng rushed out immediately without even thinking about it.

"If people from Dongchang don't go to Nanshi Town, what are they doing here?"

Zhao Sheng's face was gloomy, he kept walking and flew across the street with a hiss.

Before he punched and killed Yuan Huaji, he changed his appearance. This could not be seen by the people in Dongchang.

Although with his current level of strength, he is not afraid of Dongchang.

Even if He Ming is offended, at worst he can live a good life with a different face.

But he still has people in the palace, and Xiao Guizi is still in the clan mansion.

Moreover, after killing Yuan Huaji today, he had to go find the emperor first.

Without the emperor's permission, no matter how bold Yuan Huaji was and no matter how personal a grudge he had with Deng Yuanchao, he would not dare to kill him at will.

He wanted to ask him face to face, asking him if he was also fulfilling his ambition when he competed with King Chang for the position? Did he also want to wipe out the old evil habits?

After that, I stood up and my whole body made a crackling sound.

Zhao Sheng smiled slightly and clapped his palm again.

At that moment, I clearly saw a woman draw her sword above the sword light, piercing the heart of the commander of Dongchang, the tip of the sword pointed directly at me.

Today I happened to take advantage of the chaos to kill Yuan Huaji. I thought it was a trivial matter, but I thought I would be knocked down by someone from Dongchang.

My arm strength is very small, so I pushed my colleague half way away.

Thousands of mountains transformed by the waves all appeared in her, and a light rain fell from the sky.

"You two villains, what are you running for?"

One person sent a message to his colleagues and slowed down again.

One of them made a quick decision and pushed his colleague out.

"If you take refuge in this way, this poor monk will be saved!"

Ding Feng frowned even more, deeply feeling that it was wonderful.

We knew immediately that we were no match for Zhao Sheng, so we ran away immediately.

Whether it's killing enemies or escaping, it's an excellent technique.

That’s what the two young men’s experience tells us.

The life that my colleagues fought desperately for me can be wasted.

It was a large mansion, with a strong monk sitting outside and two people lying next to him.

"Run to the Overlord!"

It only fell to the roof, and when it fell to the ground, it turned into a phantom again.

Run! If you run slowly, there is still no way to survive1

The monk opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Sheng, his eyes violent.

The two Dongchang bosses had a panoramic view of the scene where Zhao Sheng killed Yuan Huaji with a fist, and their rebirth was half the intention of confronting Ding Feng.

Allowing his colleagues to trap the Dragon Palm would cause the world to shake again, but in the face of it, this palm just dissipated like smoke.

The boss of Dongchang screamed, his energy was wild, and he fired dozens of trapping dragon palm moves.

I only glanced at it, turned around and ran away.

With our current state, if we exert all our strength, we can fly ten feet away with one kick in the air.

But it is by no means reckless, doing such a heinous and unethical thing without any preparation.

I was just thinking when I suddenly saw Zhao Sheng dodge behind me.

Fortunately, I was not prepared, and my true energy turned into a semicircular shield, which could barely block the sword light.

No matter how weak Zhao Sheng is, he should be dragged for a while, long enough for him to run back to the governor...

Before I finished speaking, I burst out, and in my violent eyes, there was a little bit of greed and violence.

"How could..."

As long as Governor He takes action, no matter how weak Zhao Sheng is, he will be suppressed and captured.

Changing faces at will, how is it different from a demon?

Zhao Sheng's palm was able to kill me. It only sent me flying and knocked down the wall of an underground street.

But at the last moment, a terrifying pressure shrouded us.

Even so, I still pressed forward with my palm.

"What a weak sword! It's not as powerful as killing one person first!"

From the side, the pushed-out Dongchang boss crashed into a house, frightening several screams and cries from above before he could stop.

Zhao Sheng learned this method in Huaicheng and was considered proficient in it, but he also knew its magical effects.

But such a cheerful and handsome face makes us horrified.

Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows and pressed his palms straight up.

Then why can't we tolerate Deng Yuanqiao, who is dedicated to Da Li and the common people?

Zhao Sheng felt a little scared. Seeing that he was about to crash into my house, he quickly stopped and stopped in mid-air.

My colleagues have tried their best, but they are still the enemy of Ding Feng.

How could the general secretary of the sect’s mansion, who usually sees things like mountains and rivers, be so weak?

This palm seems special, but it is as bad as a mountain.

Ding Feng changed back to Li Qingcong's face, and her smile appeared.

The waves are surging and look like thousands of mountains.

Golden runes lit up one by one, like burning flames, surrounding me.

This method is weak in power, but it also enables people to fly through the air once they reach the Tibetan God Realm.

If the emperor really agreed, he would arrange Xiao Guizi's escape plan.

A ray of sword light penetrated the dust and smoke and hit Zhao Sheng directly.

Seeing the dust and smoke billowing, the man stood up tremblingly and was about to run away.

Ding Feng frowned, whether he had landed or not, and glanced inside the house again, and saw dried blood stains, and a big hand clattering on the inside of the door.

Moreover, the martial arts of these two people are still very weak. Compared with Deng Yuanchao, they are only lower than higher.

There was a thunder, and Zhao Sheng, covered in lightning, rushed behind us.

The true energy transforms into the terrifying waves and creates thousands of mountains. By using the power of the terrifying waves, it creates the weight of thousands of mountains.

The bodies of these two people were twisted, and their faces showed her, obviously they had suffered a very small amount of torture in their lives.

With such a slow speed, we can fly back to Governor He in ten breaths of time.

But even so, I was still knocked away.

That man had been practicing the Qianshanwanlang technique for many years, and at a time of life-and-death crisis, his power was even lower than usual.

I turned around suddenly, and in an instant, I activated all my true energy, turning it into a huge wave, surrounding myself.

Ding Feng smiled and praised: "It's really powerful. When you competed with a pulse master of the Duanmu Sect, I said you once faced off against a fan who used the Trapped Dragon Palm. His palm power was terrifying. I must not be talking about him, right?"

I was suspended in it, so great and majestic.

Of course, before doing this, he would check it out first.

You can retreat to attack, and you can advance to defend. Even among the eighty-eight secret techniques I have learned, it is considered an inferior technique.

Before today, he had a vague plan in mind, but it had not yet taken shape.

Ding Feng chased the bad guy for a while, but he still couldn't catch him.

Zhao Sheng did not pursue him, but raised his hand and pressed on the man.

We are all from Yilin Army martial arts supervisors, and we have learned some of the royal family's martial arts. Among them, the Cloud-Stepping Kick is a must-learn secret skill.

I stepped on the void and looked back in confusion.

Nearby, under the complete street, my colleagues have been photographed into meat paste.

"Earth-level secret technique, Thousands of Mountains and Waves Technique?"

Everyone in that family died.

"The donor's evil spirit is so strong, why should I take refuge in your Buddha?"

I looked towards my colleagues with eyes split open.

"He leaves first! Stop before you do!"

Just as Zhao Sheng was about to give chase, all the hairs on his body suddenly stood up and he crossed his arms on his chest.

There was only a clear sound of Qiang, but no one drew his sword.

"Monk?"

"Fighting with others can distract you."

The emperor is different from Yuan Huaji. He is the co-owner of Dali. Let’s not put aside the thousands of troops. Let’s talk about the few innates enshrined in the palace and He Ming, who has a feud with him. They are not easy to deal with.

The palm strength is weak but strong, which really leads to the reputation of a trapped dragon.
Chapter completed!