"Looking at your strength, you should be a high-ranking official in the "Underground Royal Court", right?"
The calm voice rang in Wang Yanbing's ears, like a thunder. He stopped suddenly and stiffened for a moment before slowly turning around. After seeing the person behind him clearly, even though he was calm, his eyes could not help but shrink a bit, and his tone was very serious. Low voice: "Liu Wei'an!"
"Lu Yunfeng is dead. Envoy Lianxiang surrendered to me. How do you choose?" Liu Wei'an looked at Wang Yanbing. This man was very calm. Except for the initial panic, his heartbeat has been extremely stable since then, more natural than when sleeping.
"A person who is a member of the "Underground Royal Court" for one day will always be a member of the "Underground Royal Court"." Wang Yanbing said.
"I understand, you want to be the ghost of "Underground King's Court", right?!" Liu Wei'an nodded.
"Come on, it is rumored that you are the number one master of the Ping An Army. I have been looking forward to fighting you." Wang Yanbing said.
"You should be lucky." Liu Wei'an took action.
One punch!
It was as if a universe was pushed across, the void collapsed, the earth cracked, and behind the fist was darkness, like a black hole without any light. Wang Yanbing felt despair in his heart. For a moment, he felt like an ant under Mount Tai, so fragile. .
He wanted to retreat, but found that his feet could not move. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out, and he tried his best to push out his fists.
boom--
Wang Yanbing's body exploded, and Liu Wei'an's fist passed through. When the blood mist slowly dispersed, Liu Wei'an's body disappeared and reappeared. He was already in the middle of a road, and a divine light shot out from his eyes. A punch hit the ground.
boom--
The ground exploded, and everything within a radius of tens of meters sank, revealing a luxurious underground passage. Bricks and stones flew, and a figure broke out of the ground. As soon as the person came out of the ground, he was punched back into the passage.
"You should be their head, right?" Liu Wei'an looked at a drop of blood on his fist. It was caused by a needle. With his current strength, only spiritual weapons and above can hurt his fist. arms.
And the identity of the person who can hold this kind of weapon is ready to be revealed.
"Liu Wei'an, your reputation is well-deserved. Before I came here, my superiors told me to take you seriously, but I still despised you." Chen Daogui stood.
In the passage, because Liu Wei'an was standing on top, he had to raise his neck.
"You're not looking down on me, you're overestimating yourself." Liu Wei'an said.
"You haven't won yet." Chen Daogui said.
A cold smile emerged from the corner of Liu Wei'an's mouth: "What are you running from?"
Chen Daogui's body trembled, and Liu Wei'an took action. A finger hole appeared in Chen Daogui's chest, and blood was pouring out. A trace of regret flashed in Liu Wei'an's eyes. Chen Daogui was indeed terrible. The 'Heart-Asking Finger' was almost a sneak attack, but it failed to hit the heart. Chen Daogui avoided the vital point under almost impossible circumstances.
Chen Daogui's face was as usual, without any trace of pain, as if he was not the one who was injured. His hands were separated, and the air waves were like two big rivers rolling towards Liu Wei'an, one big river rolling in, and the other pulling outward, creating a terrible tearing force.
"I don't know your name yet." Liu Wei'an turned a blind eye to the two rivers and punched out, heading straight for the middle palace.
"Chen Daogui." Chen Daogui put his hands together, and the two rivers merged into one. Liu Wei'an's boxing style disappeared silently, like a stone sinking into the ocean.
"The name is good, it should be the home of a nobleman, right?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"I come from a noble family, and I heard that you are a slave." Chen Daogui said.
"My surname is Liu!" Liu Wei'an said. Throughout history, the surname Liu has occupied the country for the longest time. There were the Eastern and Western Han Dynasties before and the current Liu Dynasty. In terms of the heritage of the surname, it is really hard to compare with Liu. Many, the surname Chen is obviously not qualified.
"It's strange, you are so good, why did Mr. Liu abandon you?" Chen Daogui asked.
"I don't like the Liu family. I am a family alone, do I need to rely on others?" Liu Wei'an's eyes were stern, "The "Underground Royal Court" has grown and prospered under the eyes of the Liu Dynasty, but under the eyes of Liu, I On human territory, one by one has been wiped out, and now there is no place to stand. Isn’t it enough to show the problem that we are panicking like a dog that hurts the family?”
"How can we be proud of just wiping out a few of our branches?" Chen Daogui said angrily.
"How long has "Underground King's Court" been established? How long has it been since I, Liu, developed?" Liu Wei'an said with disdain, "If I, Liu, had time to wait, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to drink the water to wash your feet. "
"Rampant, please note that there are countless geniuses who die midway." Chen Daogui held up his hands
Suddenly dividing and suddenly joining, the river turned into a sea, deep and boundless, with a little black light shining.
"Great Judgment Fist!"
Liu Wei'an didn't believe in evil, so he punched the black light again. The sting came, his face changed slightly, and there was another drop of blood on his fist. He was the one who knocked the spiritual weapon Red Refining Furnace flying through the Fire Cloud Cave. At that time, his realm was still low. Now that his realm has improved, he should be able to handle the spiritual weapon.
Being injured twice in a row made him realize that Chen Daogui's spiritual weapon was unusual. Something like an embroidery needle could be so powerful.
He didn't know that Chen Daogui was even more surprised than him. His spiritual needle would always break the enemy with one blow, instantly piercing the enemy's body without the need for a second blow. He shot Liu Wei'an twice, but only got two drops of blood. He felt an unfathomable feeling towards Liu Wei'an in his heart.
"More people will die a happy death!" Liu Wei'an slapped his left hand, and when he was about to hit the black needle, the runes on his palm shone, and the ancient and mysterious power overflowed.
Soothe the soul!
Between heaven and earth, everything stood still. Although it was only a short moment, it was enough for Liu Wei'an. The Great Judgment Fist changed direction, from the front to the side, and hit the black needle hard near the tail end. .
Buzz——
A dull sound erupted, and the black needle moved three centimeters laterally. The force that could not be vented fell to the ground. The entire road was cracked and broken for hundreds of meters. Chen Daogui held the black needle and retreated tens of meters. There was another finger on his chest. Kong, Liu Wei'an's combination of punches left him unable to fight back.
"The needle is good!" Liu Wei'an praised.
"Remember what this needle looks like, you will die from it." A flash of determination flashed in Chen Daogui's eyes. He stretched out his hand and scratched his chest. A hole appeared, revealing his beating heart. He suddenly inserted the black needle into the heart. Suddenly, a large amount of heart blood was absorbed, and the black needles shone blackly. Chen Daogui's face quickly turned pale, and his breath dropped, but the breath of the black needles was reviving, like a beast from the wild, when he really opened his eyes, a monstrous breath was rising.
Although he knew that he should interrupt at this time, Liu Wei'an held back and stared at the black needle. He wanted to see the ultimate power of the black needle. The light in his right fist was dazzling, getting stronger and stronger. His left hand was pointing downwards, with the talisman in his palm. Wen Liang woke up...
