Wuxia: The Identity of My Dragon Head Has Been Exposed

I am not sure that I am the one who is enshrined in the Ming Dynasty to protect the country.

However, a person from Dongying wanted to show the face of the people from the Central Plains.

Whether he wins or loses, Wang Yangming doesn't want to retire.

"Sir, is it difficult?"

Prince Nan's face was also pale at this time, but he still maintained a certain kingly demeanor.

"It's hard to do! How can the people of Dongying be mad in the Central Plains?"

"What's more, how can I cheapen this thief."

Wang Yangming raised his long sword and shouted violently.

"If you die today, you will die, and Wang Shouren will go!"

Saying that, he rushed down directly from the city wall.

With the help of high-altitude diving, he directly used his lifelong skills.

In this sword, he used the theory of fame to teach the mind, supplemented by the essence of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, and integrated it into the swordsmanship.

He named it "Three Absolute Heart Swords!"

With a single sword, there is not only the grand method of Zen Buddhism in Buddhism, but also the purity of Taoism without action, plus the uprightness and peace in Confucianism.

Where the heart goes, it is invincible.

With Jianyi, Zhu ignored it and was even more afraid.

"Fortunately, I don't have a head iron and challenge Wang Yangming alone. This sword is too scary..."

Thirty-six Heavenly Gangs behind him, even more unconsciously, fell into the spirit of these three religions.

Or directly pick up his hand and want to smack his head.

Or feel that life has nothing to worry about, ready to go immortal.

Zhu ignored it and felt embarrassed, but he couldn't help but save him.

The thirty-six heavenly gangs were poured down again and again, making them escape from danger.

It's just this way, Zhu ignores no one around, as if he has become a bare commander!

"Boy, your sword intent is pretty good."

"But you are fancy, it looks like the unity of the three religions, but in fact, your heart is the main thing."

"It's a pity that you are so concerned that you have been staying in the realm of heaven and man."

"If you can break through your own heart calamity and break through to the supreme mythic realm, maybe the old man is still afraid of you three points."

"Now, let the old man die!"

The God of Boxing looked at this unique sword intent, and he didn't panic at all, but instead commented and scolded.

At the end, the sword intent was almost stabbed to his skin.

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This reckless man shouted loudly,

"The fist is empty!"

The fists were thrown without warning.

This punch looks unremarkable.

But the sword intent that came up was directly shattered by him.

What's even more terrifying is that his punch seems to have collapsed the space.

In mid-air, a large void black hole was formed.

No matter how unique Wang Yangming's sword intent is, when he encounters this void black hole, he will be sucked away directly.

Even Wang Yangming himself was pulled by the black hole of the void and could not stabilize his figure.

"Quack! People from the Central Plains, die!"

The fist **** smirked again, and the muscles on his arms stretched again.

The massive amount of real essence spurted out, mobilizing a lot of power of heaven and earth, and injecting it into this void black hole.

This time, the power of the void black hole is even greater.

"Hey! I didn't expect this Dongying people to be so strong..."

Seeing this situation, Wang Yangming knew that it was hard to escape today.

"That's all! Today, even if I have been fighting for a hundred years, I have to kill this person."

After thinking about it, Wang Yangming shouted loudly in mid-air.

Seeing that his momentum suddenly rose steadily, the cultivation base of the late heaven and man actually quickly went to the peak of heaven and man.

The suction of the void black hole naturally has less and less influence on him.

"Boy...you really tried your best!"

"However, so what! The gap in strength can't be solved just by working hard."

The fist **** grinned, his fists swung again,

"Well, since you have to work hard, I respect you as an opponent."

"The fist is boundless!"

The original void black hole shrunk suddenly, and came to the fist of the fist god.

For a time, I didn't know that the fist of the fist **** became a black hole in the void.

Or the void black hole fused into his fist.

"Give me death!"

"Is it the wind or the tree?"

"No, it's your heart that's moving!"

Wang Yangming seemed to be talking to Void and asked a strange question.

The next moment, Wang Yangming's chest burst, and countless blood stained his Confucian robe.

"Ow..."

In the leylines of Daming capital, countless dragon energy spewed out and gathered on Wang Yangming's body.

At this moment, Wang Yangming's strength increased like a rocket, and he was directly promoted to the supreme mythical realm.

Surrounded by dragon energy, it seems to have become a golden armored **** of war! Ten thousand.

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"Dongying Japanese pirates! Dare to offend my great power! Tianzhu!"

Wang Yangming held a long sword and stabbed it diagonally, and the dragon energy moved with it.

Together with his sword intent, they attacked the fist god.

"Hey! I won't lose to a hairy boy like you."

At this time, the God of Boxing has no certainty of victory in his heart.

But he became an idiot in martial arts, and he was never afraid of martial arts teaching skills.

The two fists flew into the air, directly hitting the void black hole out!

This is his strongest move!

Under the guidance of Wang Yangming's Sword Intent, the power of Daming Dragon Qi increased greatly.

A fierce confrontation broke out in the air directly with the fist of the fist **** of the boxing god.

Those who are close, whether it is Cao Zhengchun and the four secret agents who are fighting, or Zhu Ignore.

Even the defenders standing on the city walls.

All those who were hit by the shock wave of this war turned their backs on their heads.

He was almost killed by the "May 10" shock on the spot.

The two great tricks fought together for a while.

It's a pity that Wang Yangming's sword intent couldn't hold back in the first place.

After all, he burned the spirit of the three religions and destroyed the power of his own mind to forcibly improve the realm of cultivation.

This kind of improvement is not only fatal, but also unsustainable.

Persistence for so long, or because he cultivates the mind, and has some connection with the spirit.

As a result, his willpower is amazing to be able to do this.

It's just the realm of the **** of boxing, the cultivation base is far above him, and the talent is even more terrifying.

If the stalemate can't stand, he is exhausted, and the sword will naturally cannot be maintained.

Without the guidance of Sword Intent, Daming Dragon Qi gradually quieted down and returned to the Earth Vessel.

"Unfortunately... I can't kill this thief and protect Daming."

When death was imminent, Wang Yangming turned pale and sighed slightly.

"Jie Jie! The people of the Central Plains really don't last long, go to hell!"

The God of Boxing was overjoyed. After all, he won this battle.

Although it was not easy for him to win, as long as Wang Yangming persisted for a while.

He is also likely to kneel.

Too bad there is no if!

"Die! People from the Central Plains, after you die, I will dig out your skull and make it into a wine glass."

"This is my last tribute to you."

The boxing **** said cruelly, his figure flew up, and he was ready to be like Wang Yangming, who was like a candle.

"The Central Plains, when did you want this little devil to be presumptuous?"

At this moment, a Taoist priest with immortal style suddenly appeared behind Wang Yangming.

One hand rested on Wang Yangming's vest, conveying a green true essence.

The other hand shoots directly with one palm.

This palm is light and elegant, elegant and clear, but also contains a power that is just as hot as it is hot.

The fist **** was shocked, but found that now is not the time to back down, and still punched out.

Bang!

There was a violent noise, and fists and palms intersected.

Originally invincible, it can also be turned into a pair of iron fists of a black hole in the void.

Under this light, seemingly powerless palm,

A fist, directly turned into powder.

"Ah...you ruin my way..."

The boxing **** is crazy, and his cultivation all comes from a pair of iron fists.

But now in a confrontation, the fist was inexplicably turned away.

Doesn't this mean that he is useless?

"Noisy..."

The Taoist slapped the palm of his hand, and a few **** of ice suddenly shot out from the palm of his hand.