The Poison King's grasper grabbed Tang Ye, but Tang Ye also grabbed the Poison King. The two were inseparable from each other, but the heat wave on Tangye hit the Poison King one after another.
The Poison King is extremely heat-resistant, but this high heat is close to fire, but it is a good way to dispel the poisonous gas from his palm. He is not afraid of heat, but his poisonous gas is being dissipated. Involuntarily cursed.
"Good boy!"
Withdrawing the palm of his hand, he did not dare to fight in close quarters with the golden snake wrapped in silk.
Tang Ye pushed it out with one hand. A bright flame emanated from his palm, and although the fiery energy did not increase dramatically, it was far stronger than ever.
The Poison King's internal injuries had not yet healed, but he had to use all his strength to fight with this palm. The two stepped back five steps each, but it was no match.
"well!"
The person who laughed was the Poison King who was attacked by Tang Ye and took five steps back. However, the strange thing is that Tang Ye didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to shoot, but just stopped and slowly lucked out.
The Poison King smiled boldly.
"He really didn't see the wrong person. You have excellent roots and talent. You can't stand the old pair of treasures, but you can stand it. Today, you can draw a tie with the Kunlun Sect Master and the old man. ."
Tang Ye said: "I didn't fight Yi Wangyou to a tie. If I fight again today, I'll probably lose."
The Poison King snorted.
"You fought against him before, and you failed miserably without even being able to force the 12-style Great Wilderness. This time, it was mutual offense and defense, and he used the sword technique of pressing the bottom of the box. Have you improved your martial arts, don't you know? "
Tang Ye was speechless. What the Poison King said was right. In exchange for him, he met Yi Wangyou, who had become serious. Today, I am afraid that he will lose even worse.
"It is not difficult to overcome Yi Wangyou."
The Poison King laughed.
"You may not be able to beat Yi Wangyou in terms of your tactics, but it is not difficult to beat him with your profound and pure Yangjie skills. The internal skills that I and 'he' created together, although we are going through the peaks and prominences. However, you can get a lot of inner energy in a short period of time. After the torment of the first two levels, your inner strength has already gained a lot of heat. As long as you can survive the third level, it is worth ten years of pure inner energy. Home hard work."
The Poison King paused before saying.
"It will allow you to practice "Lieyang Liver and Gallbladder"."
Chapter 119: A Life of Self-Proud
About five hundred years ago, in the far south, there used to be a splendid country called Bosang.
This country was once prominent, and its citizens were known as the children of the sun. In the heyday of the military power, its warriors were like thousands of birds flying towards the phoenix under the sun, expanding rapidly and establishing a vast and powerful kingdom on the earth. The country's vast territory, dense population, strong national strength, and even military might, would never be under the Kyushu Empire of every dynasty in later generations. As far as the abundance of products is concerned, it is even more than that.
The people of Bosang are all loyal believers who believe in the sun god. They listened to the orders of King Bosang, the representative of the sun god on the earth, and wanted to expand the country to every inch of the earth that was illuminated by the sun.
Later, the Bersang Kingdom used military force and expanded day after day, and finally deterred another ancient kingship that existed on the earth at that time - the Central Plains Kyushu.
The collision of the two kingdoms resulted in a large number of casualties year after year, but the war continued unabated. In the end, it was the valiant Bersang warriors who were even better, advancing steadily, and their forces approached the capital of the Central Plains.
However, the strangeness of the world is beyond anyone's imagination. On the eve of the final battle, the capital city of Bosang underwent drastic changes.
It seems that there is a natural disaster, or a plague. Later, there are various and complicated explanations. Some say that a meteorite has fallen from the sky, and some even say that a demon is causing trouble, and Zhu Bajie has descended into the world.
However, there is an iron-like fact that no one can make up. In the blink of an eye, the city of Nieyao suffered a devastating blow. The once glorious palace city was half destroyed; ruins. King Bosang and everyone in the court died tragically that night. It has become one of the biggest suspense problems in history.
Some people also say that there is a hidden tunnel under the city of Nieyao, and the Central Plains army hides in it. Only when they come out late at night can they succeed in a battle, and even the head of King Bosang can be captured. It's just that this is absurd, and no matter how far Nie Yao City is from the Central Plains front, the Central Plains Army cannot enter. Just by looking at the ruins of the Tenka Palace, which seemed to have suffered a natural disaster, one knew that this could not be caused by the army.
But in any case, the destruction of Nie Yao Wang City and the death of King Bosang resulted in the overall victory of the Central Plains Dynasty. The battle went on for another five years.
The elites of Bosang Kingdom have come forth in large numbers, and the brave and elite warriors are the best in the world. However, in order to compete for the kingship, during those five years, the twelve sons of King Bosang killed each other and fought to the death. The loss caused is almost no less than that on the Central Plains battlefield.
The advantage that the Bersang country once occupied was lost step by step, and finally returned to its own territory.
It was at this time that the Central Plains Kingdom threw out the request for a truce.
The country of Bersang was torn apart, and it was already unsustainable. The truce was exactly what was wanted.
The two sides sent representatives to fight with each other. The final agreement was to use a line as the boundary. To the south, all the land of the people of Bosang, and the people of the Central Plains were not allowed to walk.
This is the historical origin of the land known today as 'Southern Xinjiang'.
Later, the twelve heirs of King Bosang snatched each other and split the vast Bosang kingdom into twelve southern border countries, each with a country name. Up to now, the war has been endless, and the military prestige of Bosang of the past has never been restored.
However, even if history advances and things change, the half-destroyed Nie Yao City is still regarded as the ancestral court of the Southern Border royal family.
The country that occupies the shaky country has always been regarded as the Allah who is most likely to unify Bersan.
In the past five hundred years, only one country has done it. Twenty years ago, the Motooth Kingdom of the Twelve Kingdoms successfully recovered the evil. Known as the most prestigious among the Twelve Kingdoms, within ten years, he will be able to unify Bosang and regain its former glory.
As a result, just like that time more than 400 years ago, a mysterious disaster broke out again in Nie Yao.
The palace was ruined overnight, the royal family scattered and fled, and the country of Motooth dissipated into the world like this.
What no one knows is that there are still members of the Motooth Royal Family who have experienced the catastrophe but have not died.
The little princess of King Motooth is still alive in the world. As soon as the news spread, she became the target of public criticism. He was wanted and hunted down by the rest of the Southern Border Kingdoms.
This last descendant of the southern country, under the desperate protection of the tribe, later wandered into various regions of the southern border. In the process, she learned all kinds of bizarre skills, such as charm art or animal taming.
Later, there was no place to live in the southern border, and she had to desperately enter the Central Plains, and then venture north to escape to the northern border. In order to survive, she would do anything, no matter how lowly the job was, she would eat any food that was hard to swallow, as long as she could survive.
When she came to her senses, her clansmen had been slaughtered, but she was wandering alone in the icy land of northern Xinjiang.
It was in this place that she met a group of people, a wonderful group of people.
They weren't actually much better off than she was. They don't have much to eat, so they often share a steamed bun among three, and fight over who gets the first bite. The clothes are not warm, at most just not to be frozen to death. To make matters worse, they are also wanted by the government, and their lives are in danger every day.
But their smiles were brighter than she had ever imagined. They can be blushing over a sip of alcohol, and they can laugh at the trivial matter of trampling a mouse to death. She believed in the sun god, but for a moment, she felt that their smiles were more dazzling than the sunlight.
She couldn't imagine that there were such a group of people in the world.
All this is because of their masters.
A man who can knock down half the wall of a tavern with one punch, but never owes a drink to the tavern; a man who is capable of chasing soldiers from the government, but never harms the people; a man who fights bravely, but when he laughs, he is unexpectedly childish.
They are a group of righteous thieves who rob the rich to give to the poor. She followed them unknowingly, mixed into this group of people, and gradually became another self.
As the days went by, the name of the monster was much more famous than her original name.
And she also understood what friendship is, what is a smile, and what is love during these days.
She knew from the first time she saw him that he was a man who could entrust her heart.
She, the last descendant of the Mochi Kingdom, is named Alan.
The man she loves is called Aples.
This gang of thieves is called the Mythical Creatures.