Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 198: "Generous Gifts" and the Battle of Hidden Soldier Valley (asking for monthly tickets)
"The bad boss is really angry."

At the moment when Buliang Shuai's palm was about to hit A Zi's forehead, a light laugh was heard in the carriage, and twenty-four transparent snowflakes like thin ice flew out and spread out like water splashes, covering Buliang Shuai's entire side.

Talisman of life and death!
If Buliang Shuai insisted on killing A Zi, he would be hit by the life and death talisman in return.

It would be a huge loss to sacrifice the life of an insignificant little person while risking getting hurt. Therefore, the Bad Leader teleported again and landed at the entrance of the valley, in front of the Bad People and the representatives of the kings.

But if he let Ah Zi go so easily, his reputation as the bad guy would probably be damaged.

Therefore, the moment the Bad Leader moved away, thirteen Huayang Needles shot out from his sleeves, so he would naturally not worry about not hitting the person at such a close distance.

however!
ding ding ding-

The twenty-four life and death talismans shot out from the carriage changed direction in an instant and knocked the thirteen Huayang needles to the ground.

Ah Zi was so frightened that she broke out in cold sweats. Even though she was holding on, her legs couldn't help but tremble. She almost peed herself looking at the Huayang needles reflecting the bright light on the ground.

She also swore in her heart that she would never bully "her own people" again - if it weren't for the previous incident with the empress, she would not have been punished to let Zhang Kuang drive, and she would not have been sent out to provoke the Bad Commander.

This is not Zhang Kuang trying to establish his authority - using such a small matter to weaken the reputation of the Bad Leader is only better than nothing, and the other party can reawaken the fear of the princes at any time.

He is gathering his strength.

Using A Zi's provocation, he forced Buliang Shuai to take action, and then he struck back and gained the upper hand, thus winning a small victory and suppressing the opponent's momentum.

The wind blew through the carriage, and a pair of black boots embroidered with gold patterns slowly stepped out of the carriage. A hand as white as jade pushed open the curtain, and Zhang Kuang, dressed in brocade clothes, walked out of the carriage. A black iron fan in his hand gently clapped his palm, and his figure teleported under the carriage and slowly walked towards the Bad Commander.

At the same time, two guards came out from behind the carriage, pulling a small cart attached to the back of the carriage and followed Zhang Kuang.

When the bad guys and representatives of the feudal lords at the entrance of the valley saw what was on the cart, their pupils suddenly shrank as small as needles.

It was a pitch-black coffin!
The black coffin was quite exquisite, with a cluster of phoenix crowns in front of it, and dragons on both sides. In front of the stage was the Golden Palace, with a plaque on the top that read "The Spiritual Tablet of the Bad Commander Yuan Tiangang", and a pair of lotus flowers painted below.

Just looking at the words on the tablet really made the representatives of various forces and the bad guys tremble with fear. It was like a head of cold water was poured on their heads, and they were shivering.

This is no longer a simple provocation, but a close-up attack!
"I am Zhang Kuang, and have long heard of the reputation of the Bad Commander. I was very sorry when we parted in a hurry last time. Therefore, when I heard that the Bad Commander invited all the princes to meet in the Cangbing Valley, I came here uninvited.

As an apology, I have specially crafted this precious coffin as a gift. I hope you, General Bad, will not despise it."

Snapped!
call--

Zhang Kuang slapped the black coffin with his hand, and the coffin vibrated and flew out towards the valley entrance. The scarlet true energy covered the coffin, emitting a strange red light.

The Bad Commander took a step forward, slapped the throne room with one palm, sank half his body backward, turned sideways and pushed out, "Thank you Master Zhang for your kindness, but I don't need this thing yet, so I'll give it back to you!"

boom--!
The Bad Leader walked forward slowly, and within three or two steps he turned into a jog. His figure suddenly soared into a high speed, and the air behind the coffin piled up into a cloud. The friction caused heat under the high speed, and the water vapor filled the air, almost forming a flaming cloud.

"Whether I need it or not is not up to you, it's up to me!"

Zhang Kuang swung his body, and his powerful true energy was released ten feet away. Scarlet blood light swept across the area, like a sticky sea of ​​blood blocking the black coffin flame cloud.

The black coffin suddenly stopped. Suddenly, a blazing flame erupted from the sea of ​​blood, burning towards Zhang Kuang.

"Suck!"

"call--"

Zhang Kuang opened his mouth and took a breath, and a vortex seemed to appear in his mouth. The air flow swirled like a tornado and returned to his abdominal cavity, but he spit it all out the next moment, turning into eighteen ferocious blood dragons that tore through the flames and went to kill the Bad Commander.

It was the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

After mastering the Tai Chi diagram, Zhang Kuang's so-called martial arts have reached their true meaning and are no longer bound by form.

The Buliang Commander's free hand slammed the coffin lid hard, and the coffin lid flew out with a "bang", like a black shovel towards Feilong.

The two sides collided in mid-air, and there was a loud "bang!" The rolling sound waves wrapped in flames and clouds, and the aftermath spread in all directions, scraping the ground three feet high, as domineering as a sandstorm.

The next moment, Zhang Kuang rushed out again, rushing straight towards Buliang Shuai like a javelin.

Seeing that he was silent and just kept fighting, Commander Buliang felt very nervous - he had always believed that Zhang Kuang's goal was to manipulate the world and play with the ups and downs of life, but now it seemed that the other party's goal was himself?

But is killing me so important?
Accompanied by a thick layer of doubt, the figure of the Bad Leader also rushed out like a hot knife through butter. The golden light gathered extraordinary power like the sun, and the force gave rise to waves of air that were left behind him.

Bang!
The two figures collided with each other, and a terrifying power burst out like a cannonball, and the invisible energy spread like a tide. In just a moment, the land in front of the Soldier Hidden Valley had been dug three feet deep, and the soil was piled around it, turning into a huge valley pit.

"Gulu~~"

The representatives of the princes stared with their eyes wide open, swallowing their saliva unconsciously to moisten their dry lips, their hearts tensed to the extreme, and their hands and feet trembling.

It is their honor to witness such a peak confrontation in their lifetime. Even when they are enjoying their grandchildren in the future, they can proudly talk about this battle.

However, Zhang Kuang and Buliang Shuai's relentless fight also made them tense at all times, fearing that they would die in the aftermath if they were not careful.

Only Wang Jian's confidant was filled with excitement: "To witness such a pinnacle showdown, even if I die in this battle today, my life will be worth it!"

Straight, you are so damn straight!
Everyone subconsciously moved away from this madman, looking solemnly at the battlefield where the aftermath was getting more and more intense.

Yes, the battlefield!
The strength displayed by Zhang Kuang and Buliang Shuai alone allows them to move freely among the thousands of troops. If anyone intends to kill them, I am afraid that these thousands of troops will be reduced to ruins in an instant!
Hidden soldiers in the valley.

Li Xingyun lay on the stone, the gust of wind brought by the aftermath whistling in his ears. He grabbed Shangguan Yunque with one hand, pulled his face close, pointed at the battlefield where the aftermath of the fight continued, and cursed:
"Yuan Tiangang doesn't want me to cultivate to this level, does he? Oh my god!"

The pressure that Li Xingyun had been accumulating over the past few days was transformed into the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers. He frantically released it in the aftermath, and finally came to a firm conclusion:

"How could a normal person cultivate to this level?"

Hey!
Footsteps sounded behind the two men, and a deep voice, heavy and clanging, pierced through the metal masks and reached their ears:

"That's right, normal people definitely can't reach their level of cultivation, but you might be able to..."

(End of this chapter)