As a result, the flopping guy kept his face on the ground and spoke.
"Master Ming... It's been a long time."
As soon as the phrase 'Ming Daxia' entered my ears, a lot of details suddenly flashed across my mind. There were a lot of unclear places, and the scene of the cloud and mountain fog cover suddenly revealed a gap.
"It's you!!"
"We've been eyeing you for a long time, and it's not too late to know now!!"
The corpse-like body suddenly burst out, and two thick iron arms slammed into my chest fiercely, knocking me back a few steps. A fierce and vicious palm force rushed over immediately, and if he didn't fight back, he would be in a situation of being beaten. But when I wanted to fight back, I suddenly realized that my position was calculated.
Our current position is just right for the people on the throne to see clearly. If I show off my martial arts, I will be seen by Boss Shen and the emperor within three moves.
But then again, the martial arts used by this man are not the right way at all, they are simply evil martial arts, isn't he afraid of being seen for clues! I was distracted and looked at the three people in the middle of the throne. Both the emperor and the boss Shen were shocked by Meng Jiangnan's martial arts, and only the Orange King was calm.
The orange king's face was half-smile but not smiling, and he didn't care about the hidden worries of Meng Jiangnan's identity being exposed. I suddenly realized that things were not good, and I'm afraid it won't be what Boss Shen and I predicted before.
As soon as I hesitated, the man's iron palm arrived immediately. The fierce palm force seemed to be a hungry wolf who had seen blood, but he was also incredibly rational, and each of his palms hit the meridians. Where the pulse of Qi runs, it just cuts off the path of infuriating.
"It's amazing, Master Ming, it's really different from the Liu Fan Shenji Ranking, Qianlong Seventeen, who are famous for fishing. A year ago, the old man used this way of palming against Long Zaitian. I couldn't take a single palm of my hand. It was a big defeat after only two palms. If it hadn't been useful to keep him, I wouldn't be able to see him today. Hero Ming was able to take the two palms of this old man with all his strength, and I really admire him. !"
The man sneered and returned to his original state. While speaking, both palms were not idle at all, the palms were like wind and thunder, and the strength of the palms exploded again and again, leaving seventeen palm prints on my body in a row.
Chapter 16
When the emperor saw this unexpected reversal scene, his face showed surprise, and he said: "Good palm technique. Soft with firmness, it seems to be fast and slow, but if you don't move, you will be unable to resist. This person is so powerful. Palm power. Although there are many masters in the big house, it's not easy to find someone who can use such Shen Xiong's palm power."
The emperor is right, that unicorn guard has such profound skills for some unknown reason.
In the ring not far away, Long Zaitian and Tang Ye also had a fierce fight. Not only is the identity of the eye-catching, the thrilling scene, and the thrill of changing moves are more attractive than an ordinary unicorn guard and a six-door catcher here.
It's just that the emperor couldn't take his eyes off the two of them. More precisely, it is impossible to move away from this unicorn guard.
I saw that every time he sent a palm, it was like the movement of wind and thunder, and when he closed his hand and pushed his palm, it was like the sound of thunder in the ebb and flow of the tide. The emperor was sitting very far away, but he couldn't help but feel apprehensive. It could be seen that the strength of his palm was more powerful than that of Long Zaitian and others.
"Not true!"
Ming Feizhen slapped his palms one after another, but he didn't spray a single mouthful of blood, and his body was even more silent. This must be because the joints of the whole body have been shattered by the palm force, so not only is it unable to fight back, but even.
Shen Yiren's heart almost jumped out of his cavity, and suddenly stood up from the table. He didn't care about the emperor's surprised eyes and his disgrace at the banquet, so he hurriedly knelt down and said, "Emperor, I dared to ask for a suspension of the game! Ming Feizhen has been seriously injured and must not fight again."
"..." The emperor pondered for a moment, still looking at the unicorn guard who had stopped slapping his hands, ignoring Shen Yiren, but instead seemed to be immersed in this martial arts, leaning back on the throne and said lazily: " The power of this palm is deep, not bad... um, but this martial arts doesn't look like a decent martial arts. Yiren, although you are young, you are well-informed in martial arts. From what you see, where did this palm technique come from?"
Shen Yiren didn't know why the emperor suddenly asked about this matter, but his eyes were only on Ming Feizhen, who was beaten in the ring, and seemed to be shattered. The loss has been divided, please the emperor to judge that Ming Feizhen has lost. Feizhen he... Ming catches his life in an instant, I am afraid he will not be able to survive."
"The matter of victory and defeat was originally the responsibility of Eunuch Nan. He is older than the rivers and lakes, can't he see it? Deputy Governor Shen, I ask you, have you ever seen this way?"
However, Shen Yiren's mind was full of images of Ming Feizhen being beaten to a pulp, and he couldn't listen to it at all: "Your Majesty, can't you ask me about this matter again!"
The emperor shook his head: "Yiren, this matter... is much more important."
Shen Yiren said anxiously: "Chen, I don't know!"
"Since Deputy Governor Shen doesn't know, Cheng'er, you might as well answer my question. What is the origin of this palm technique?"
The Orange King watched Shen Yiren leave the table, and smiled slightly: "I don't know. As Deputy Governor Shen said, my son is not involved in the rivers and lakes, and his martial arts skills are rough, so he was not qualified to talk about martial arts and swords."
"I don't know, or I don't know, there is a great master here." The emperor turned to a eunuch beside him and said, "Wang Tushui, go and ask Nan Gonggong."
Nan Gonggong was originally a man in the rivers and lakes, but he joined the court twenty years ago and suddenly became a rare master in the world. The emperor treated him with the courtesy of the people in the rivers and lakes. With the honor of the emperor's ninety-five, he used the word 'please', which shows the emperor's respect for Eunuch Nan.
Not long after, Eunuch Nan walked in from the imperial stage where he was in charge of the competition process, his face still showing no sadness and no joy.
"See Your Majesty."
Wang Tushui hurriedly repeated the emperor's question to Eunuch Nan. Eunuch Nan nodded slightly and said, "Report to the emperor, there are many different schools of practice in the world. Based on the theory of numbers alone, there are one thousand and forty masters in the world today. Seventh, it belongs to three hundred and seven sects. The guard on the stage, as soon as he shoots, sees the strength and strength, and it can be seen that the key point of this palm technique is palm strength rather than palm technique."
The Orange King smiled and said, "It's just a skill, what's so great about it."
"Your Highness's words are bad. In terms of palm strength, this palm method is not inferior to the Prajna palm of Shaolin Temple and the Liangyi palm of Wudang. It's just that the way is fierce and loses the king's way. The method of regulating Qi is also strange. Lord, it is the auxiliary, it can be seen that it is the left way in martial arts."
"That is to say, is it evil martial arts?"
"Your Majesty, that's true."
"Eunuch Nan, I have a question for you." At this time, the unicorn guard had already slapped Ming Feizhen 17 times and stopped attacking. Shen Yiren was in a hurry, looking forward to knowing about Ming Feizhen's injury, and hurriedly asked: "He This palm method is so domineering, what will happen to the person who takes it?"
"The nature of this palm technique is peculiar, and the middle-aged people will not notice it at first, but the inner breath will gradually become chaotic, and after a period of time, the burst of power can take people's lives in an instant. Even so, it depends on How is each person's martial arts cultivation? If it is lower, the internal organs will be destroyed, and the five internal organs will be destroyed. If it is higher, the body will not be fatally injured, but the martial arts will be destroyed. If the cultivation is at the top, it is normal for the qi meridians to be locked. thing."
"That's not really him!"
Shen Yiren only felt a buzzing in her head, Ming Fei's death was not in her plan at all, she gritted her teeth, turned and ran out of the royal seat, running towards the ring like a whirlwind.
But the emperor didn't stop him. He looked at Shen Yiren's back with kind eyes, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm still a child who hasn't grown up, so I can't see that my subordinates suffer. This temper is exactly the same as her father."
Then when he looked at the Orange King again, his eyes suddenly changed: "But this is really weird. The imperial competition is called the court warriors, how come even the masters of the evil sect have gotten in. Chenger, what do you think?"
"Why does the royal father ask the sons and ministers these questions again and again?" The Orange King frowned slightly and said displeasedly: "That person is a member of the Qilin Weizhong, and even if there is a problem, the father should ask the deputy commander Long Long It's right in the sky, not the son-in-law."
"Your Highness Orange King's remarks are not good." Nan Gong said: "This slave has been ordered to investigate the murderous case committed by Heifeng Thirteen Wings for half a month, but no matter what the investigation is, the blame is all directed at Qilinwei. But this way However, there is a new problem, Qilinwei is one of the three yamen of the dynasty, and it is their duty to protect the dynasty, the court and the three yamen are interdependent, and there is no possibility of betraying the court."
Nan Gonggong looked at the orange king and said every word: "So the emperor guessed that it might not be someone from the martial arts, but someone in the court who wanted to use the Qilin Guard to do bad things. His Highness has been in and out of the Kirin Guard several times. Every time there are only a few people, and they are careful, the servants will keep this in mind."
The Orange King couldn't bear it any longer, and said loudly, "Nan Junfei! What kind of identity are you! A dog slave, even this king dares to slander him!"
"The servants don't dare, but the servants don't dare. But everything the servants said is true, and the emperor has already checked the evidence." Nan Gonggong nodded and suddenly smiled: "The competition in front of the imperial court is a major event in the court, and how many court warriors are involved. Among them. If the emperor does not have the corresponding assurance, how can he let the Thirteen Wings of Heifeng slaughter the warriors of the court and continue to compete in front of the imperial court, after all, His Royal Highness is neglecting."
The Orange King was about to retort.
"Cheng'er, stop." The emperor whispered: "Yiren is not here now, otherwise she will be the first to arrest you. I have already investigated all your deployments. With that mere thirteen black winds Thirteen Wings, what can you do?"
The Orange King's face was ashen, his eyes rolled twice, as if he was estimating his own strength and deployment. On this throne alone, his father is not an opponent even if he puts him on a par with him, not to mention that there is an unfathomable inner master Nan Gonggong next to his father.
"Cheng'er, if you stop now, I will just pretend that nothing happened, what are you going to do?"
"… "
"In the kennel of the next day, the hero Ming once showed his hand and taught the subordinates and the subordinates. It is really amazing."
The man with the protruding palm showed a sneer: "I remember that the old man mentioned to the master of Mingbao at that time, I just practiced a qigong, and I am used to destroying rocks and killing tigers and leopards. At that time, I wanted to ask the master of Mingbao to try it out. Try it, but unfortunately the Lord of Mingbao preempts it, and it is only until now that this dream has been fulfilled."
My breath was disordered, and I reluctantly said: "Despicable little, villain..."
The man looked at his large palm and said with a smile: "This old man's new internal skills, assisted by the Fuxiang Divine Palm, which is invincible and invincible, has killed the master of Qilin Weizhong three times. There is absolutely no backhand. The Mingbao master can still speak after seventeen palms, which shows the deep cultivation level, which is rare in the world. I really admire this old man."
He showed a sinister smile: "It's just that your inner strength is so deep, you were blocked by these seventeen palms, and you couldn't move for three hours. You have always been this pitiful appearance to be killed."
Impossible... This guy shouldn't be here.