Martial King’s Retired Life

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The emperor saw this unexpected reversal-the curtain, with a look of surprise, and said, "It's a good technique. The softness of the band is rigid, it seems to be fast and slow, but it doesn't move.-It will make people unable to resist. This person is good Powerful palm power. Although there are many masters in Dainei, it is not easy to find someone with such a strong palm power. '

The emperor was right, the Kirin guard did not know why he had such deep skill.

Not far from the ring, Long Zaitian also had a fierce battle with Tang Yuan. Not only is the identity eye-catching, the thrilling scenes, the thrilling thrills of the move, more attractive than here-an ordinary Kirin defender and a six-door catcher.

But the emperor could not remove his eyes from the two. More precisely, it cannot be removed from this unicorn guardian.

I saw that every time he sent a palm, it was like a wind and thunder move,-closing his hands-pushing the palms as if the sound of the thunder was rising and falling faintly. The emperor sat far away, but his heart couldn't help Rui Rui, It can be seen that his palm strength is more powerful than Long Zaitian and others.

Ming Feizhen was in the palm of his hand, but he didn't spray any blood, and his body was silent. This must be that the whole bone joint has been shattered by the palm force, so not only can't fight back, even.

Shen Yiren almost jumped out of the cavity with a heart, and suddenly stood up from the table. I ca n’t even care about the emperor. Shang's surprised eyes and his discomfort between the seats, he knelt down and said: "The emperor, the courage to boldly demand a suspension! Ming Feizhen has been seriously injured and must not fight again.

..... The emperor first groaned for a while, still looking at the Kirin Guardian who had stopped slamming, and ignored Shen Yiren, instead immersed himself in this battle, leaning on the throne and lazy Authentically: "This palm is very deep, good and good ... well, but this martial art, it doesn't look like decent martial arts. Iren, although you are young, you are considered martial arts. I have learned a lot, and from what you can see, how did this come about?

Shen Yiren didn't know why Huang Shang asked this incident suddenly, but his eyes only looked at the paralysis that was beaten on the ring. It seemed that the limbs with broken limbs were not true. He said in a hurry: "Please forgive me, The side wins and losses have been divided, please ask the emperor to determine that it is true that he has lost. No ..... the catcher is dead in an instant, I'm afraid I can't survive it.

"The matter of victory and defeat was originally in the charge of Nan Gonggong. Is he still old? Can't you see it? Vice Governor Shen, I ask you, have you seen this way?

Shen Yiren's mind was full of pictures of Ming Fei being smashed into flesh, and he couldn't hear it at all: "The emperor, can't I ask this later?

The emperor shook his head: "Iren, this matter ... is much more important.

Shen Yiren hurriedly said, "Chen and Chen don't know!

"Since Vice Governor Shen doesn't know, Orange, you might as well answer your question. What's the way to do this?"

The Orange King watched Shen Yiren leave the seat, and slightly smiled: "I don't know the son-in-law. Like Vice Governor Shen said, the son-in-law does not touch the rivers and lakes, and the martial arts are rough. He was not qualified to talk about martial arts sword.

"I do n’t know, or I do n’t know, here is the master who owns the law here." The emperor turned to the **** next to him: "Wang Tushui, please invite the South Father."

Nan Gonggong was originally a man of the rivers and lakes. He joined the court 20 years ago and suddenly became a rare master in Dainian. The emperor treats them with courtesy. In the respect of the emperor's Ninth Five-Year Plan, the word 'please' was used, which shows the emperor's respect for the father-in-law.

After a while, the father-in-law walked in from the podium that presided over the contest process, his face still looked like that without grief and joy.

"See Emperor.

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Wang Tushui hurriedly repeated the emperor's question to Nan Gong. After listening to his head slightly, Nan Gong said, "King Qi Emperor, the world has a complicated sect of sectarianism, which is based on number theory. Today, there are 1400 sects. Seventeen, belong to 307. The guard on the stage saw his strength and strength at the first shot. It can be seen that the key to the way of this road lies in power, not power. '

Orange King laughed: "It's just-door palm method, what's so great.

"His Royal Highness is bad. This palm method is just as powerful as the palm of the hand, and it is not inferior to the two palms of the Prajna and Palms of Wudang in Shaolin Temple. However, the road blindly and fiercely. The method of regulating gas is also strange. The Lord is the auxiliary, and we know that it is the left way in martial arts.

"That is, the evil martial arts? Xin (or Mu Xiaowan

"Huang. Shang Shengming, that's true.

"My father-in-law, I have a question to ask." At that time, the guardian of Qilin had already hit the seventeen palms of Mingfeizhen, and no longer shot. Shen Yi was so anxious, looking forward to knowing the injuries of Mingfei, he asked quickly: "He This palm is so overbearing, but what will happen to the person in charge? "

"The nature of this road is very special. After the Chinese people don't notice it in the early stage, but the internal interest will gradually become chaotic. After a period of time, the burst of power can take human lives in an instant. Even so, it depends on you. What is the skill of each person's martial arts? If it is lower, the internal organs will be destroyed, and all five will be destroyed. If it is higher, it will be seriously injured but not fatal, but only one martial art will be destroyed. If it is repaired and the Qi pulse is locked, it is normal. Thing. '

"That's not true of him!

Shen Yiren only felt the buzzing in his head, and Ming Fei's death was completely out of her plan. She--gritted her teeth, turned and ran out of the royal seat, and hurricanely ran towards the platform.

Emperor, but not stop, mercy

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