The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

"I'm the lord of the unparalleled city. If you want to take the unparalleled sword, kill me first!"

The Dugu party roared, the Wushuang sword in his hand was lifted, and a sword qi shot out.

"Two Junior Brothers!"

Qin Shuang, suddenly shouted, two figures rushed up!

"Fengshen Legs!"

"Cloud Dispelling Palm!"

One used the leg technique, the other used the palm technique, and together with Qin Shuang, a three-person siege was formed. The Dugu side snorted, stepped back, and slammed into the wall!

"puff!"

Immediately afterwards, a mouthful of blood spurted out and spilled all over the ground! However, the Wushuang Sword was still tightly held in his hands!

"how?"

At this time, Emperor Eleven asked Yang Zheng.

"Very ordinary."

Yang Zheng commented, he knew what Emperor Eleven was asking about, the martial arts of Feng and Yun.

Perhaps, Fengshen Leg and Paiyun Palm are not bad for Fengyun Kingdom under the rule of Tianxia Hui, but in Yang Zheng's eyes, they are too ordinary. The fake Dugu side, who seemed to be defeated with one move, was actually besieged by three people.

If it was not a siege, but a single battle, Qin Shuang, Nie Feng, and Bu Jingyun would not necessarily be able to win the fake Dugu side.

Wushuangjian, although it is only an earth magic weapon, but it is also an earth magic weapon. The fake Dugu side, although it is not the real Dugu side, is still a first-class level.

The three besieged and defeated the Dugu side, it was really nothing.

The current situation is probably because of the influence of the tyrants and acts of evil. Yang Zheng doesn't like this.

Because they are not evil enough!

If you want to take the Wushuang Sword by yourself, you don't need to talk nonsense, just shoot out the palm of your hand, kill the Dugu side, and grab the Wushuang Sword directly, you need three people to join forces to defeat the Dugu side!

You are not evil enough!

"Give them ten years, and what I predict will definitely appear."

Emperor Eleven said again.

"Ten years? Emperor Eleven, what you predicted will not appear, because in three years at the most, there will be no me on this magic weapon continent."

Yang Zheng chuckled lightly.

The so-called conjecture of Emperor Eleven is the combination of the wind and the cloud, and the immeasurable Mahabharata to end him Yang Zheng.

However, within three years at most, or even within a year, Yang Zheng will go to Buzhou Mountain to challenge the opening of the sky. No matter whether the opening of the sky is successful or not, there will be no more Yang Zheng on the Divine Soldier Continent!

Wind and cloud, what will be the end?

Emperor Eleven, what he inferred from the space of great wisdom, from the very beginning, was illusory, false, and did not exist!

The Great Wisdom Space is neither omnipotent nor invincible.

"You want to leave the Divine Weapon Continent?"

Emperor Eleven frowned.

"What, are you trying to stop me?"

Yang Zheng smiled and asked back.

The two of them, at this moment, are communicating with their primordial spirits, and outsiders can't hear them at all, and can only see some expressions at most.

However, in this martial arts field, most of the eyes are focused on the high platform. At this moment, the Dugu party has fallen, and the Wushuang sword is in the hands of Bu Jingyun!

"I want this sword!"

Bu Jingyun spoke with an unquestionable arrogance in his tone.

Qin Shuang and Nie Feng looked at each other, and then both smiled, which was a response.

"All the people in here are killed!"

When Bu Jingyun walked to the entrance of the martial arts field, he suddenly turned around and ordered the disciples of the World Association.

"Yes!"

Immediately, the disciples of the World Association rushed into the martial arts arena with knives in hand, and a massacre was about to happen!

"what!"

"Do not kill me!"

"I surrender! I am willing to surrender to the Underworld! I have money! I have a lot of money! I will pay 10,000 taels of silver to redeem my life!"

Exclamations rang out.

Yang Zheng shook his head and stepped forward, standing in front of everyone in the martial arts arena, facing the disciples of the World Association.

"Your name is Bu Jingyun? You are too weak."

Yang Zheng only said one sentence.

Go Bu Jingyun, who had already turned his head, turned around suddenly, his eyes were extremely cold, and he stared at Yang Zheng.

If eyes can kill people, Bu Jingyun's eyes should be able to kill a lot of people, but unfortunately, they can't kill Yang Zheng. Bu Jingyun, no matter how cold his eyes were, in Yang Zheng's eyes, he was just a young man with a little bit of power.

Weak youth.

Weak, not ordinary weak, lift a finger, you can easily crush the weak!

"you wanna die!"

Bu Jingyun opened his mouth.

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of the Underworld Association laughed wildly. In their eyes, Yang Zheng was a very ordinary martial artist, or the kind with extremely weak zhenqi.

"Haha!" At this time, Emperor Eleven laughed and said to Yang Zheng: "Look, I said that what I predicted will definitely come true, and the wind and clouds are your nemesis!"

"yes?"

Yang Zheng said two words softly, and then walked forward.

"what are you doing?"

"Do you want to die? Go back!"

"Kill! Kill him!"

The disciples of the World Association saw that Yang Zheng was not retreating but advancing, each of them showing fierce light, and before the words fell, they raised their swords and slashed at Yang Zheng!

"boom!"

However, before their knives could hit Yang Zheng, they were shocked by an invisible force and flew out! "

"Really!"

Seeing this, Qin Shuang was extremely shocked. At this moment, the layer of energy shrouded in Yang Zheng's body, he had seen in his master Xiongba!

Really bad!

That is the symbol of absolute master!

The person in front of him, not much older than himself, is actually a master!

"what happened?"

"Why was it shot?"

"Isn't this guy no martial arts?"

The disciples of the World Association all showed their horrified eyes. Every time Yang Zheng took a step forward, they took two steps back. At this moment, none of them dared to attack Yang Zheng again. In their eyes, Yang Zheng was originally a goat to be slaughtered, but suddenly turned into a fierce tiger, or a beast king!

After three steps, Yang Zheng walked up to Bu Jingyun and said, "Why should the weak bully the weak, you want to kill me, show all your strength, but unfortunately, your current strength is still that weak."

"die!"

Bu Jingyun roared and punched out!

However, his right arm is not a unicorn arm, just an ordinary arm, even a unicorn arm, it will not pose any threat to Yang Zheng!

"You are already dead."

Yang Zheng stood on the spot, with a twinkle in his eyes, staring at Bu Jingyun.

The fist that Bu Jingyun threw out suddenly stagnated, and the whole person instantly turned into a puppet!

It's like losing your soul!

"Junior Brother Yun!"

"Senior Brother Yun!"

Qin Shuang and Nie Feng exclaimed at the same time, staring at Yang Zheng with extreme vigilance.

"Take him away. After an hour, if he doesn't wake up, he is really dead."

Yang Zheng glanced at Qin Shuang and Nie Feng, then smiled at the young Nie Feng, reached out and patted Nie Feng on the shoulder, turned around, sat down again, and began drinking tea with Emperor Eleven again.

The people around seemed to have become air, not in the eyes of Yang Zheng and Emperor Eleven at all. ..