The best comprehension maniac

Although the disciples of the Ziyang Sect are all a ragtag group of people, Master Ziyang is still very convincing in the sect. With his order, all the disciples raised their swords and drew their swords to kill Emperor Yansheng, even if they were to be used as cannon fodder.

They also had no hesitation.

As long as this person has faith or is brainwashed, he can unleash endless power that is not afraid of death.

After Ziyang Lao Tao helped Yan Huaiyu aside, he also showed the long sword in his hand and followed the other disciples to kill the emperor. This was a battle in which if you win, you will be king, if you lose, you will become a bandit. He will not begrudge him anymore.

I have this old life and I have to fight to the death no matter what.

Faced with the impact of so many desperadoes, Emperor Yan Sheng did not dare to be careless anymore. He let out a long roar and turned around to avoid the opponent's first round of chops. Then his dragon robe whirled up and he soared into the air.

He stood up, and at the same time his feet flew out, and he kicked several people in a row with bang bang bang, kicking several people several feet away. After these people were kicked to the ground, they lost their breath.

Old Taoist Ziyang gritted his teeth angrily. The one who was killed was his disciple. How could he not be sad? But if he retreated at this time, both of them would have no chance of defeating the emperor.

And he was also waiting anxiously, waiting for the Duanqi Powder medicine in the emperor's body to take effect. If it didn't take effect yet, all of them would die.

At this time, Old Taoist Ziyang made an extremely crazy decision. He decided to use all his strength to stimulate the effect of the Duanqi Powder in the emperor's body.

Immediately, the joints on his fist exploded, and a layer of white energy enveloped him. This punch had used up 10% of his strength. He was determined to fight Emperor Yan Sheng head-on.

The disciples also felt a sudden strong momentum at the scene. When they saw their leader, Taoist Ziyang, they all took a few steps back to avoid being involved by the powerful force.

The Emperor Yan Sheng also felt this momentum. His face turned cold, and he took a few steps back like lightning. But his body rushed out again, and he met him with another air-breaking fist. He knew the cultivation level of Ziyang Lao Tao very well.

, but compared with his nine-level Dzogchen cultivation in the Nascent Soul Stage, he is still several realms behind. How can Taoist Ziyang be his opponent?

Since he wants to die, it is natural that he should be allowed to die.

Taoist Ziyang shouted. He knew that he had no way to retreat. Although he felt regretful that he did not want to fight to the death with the emperor, it was already too late. If he retreated, the emperor would definitely take advantage of the situation to pursue him. Then

He must die.

There was a loud bang, and a misty color appeared on Taoist Ziyang's face. His eyes suddenly turned to stone, and even the black eyeballs turned white.

He was extremely shocked. It was not that his fist was disabled by the emperor like Yan Huaiyu, but that his fist did not meet the emperor's fist. Instead, the emperor's foot hit his fist.

In other words, the emperor's punch just now was just a feint. In fact, he originally wanted to attack with his feet.

Moreover, this is definitely not something that can be done in one go.

Sure enough, after this kick, Taoist Ziyang was shaken all over. He hurriedly tried to retract his fist and tried his best to punch again. But before his fist could be retracted, the emperor's second kick had already chopped on the fist he was retracting.

Taoist Ziyang was shocked and hurriedly used his left fist to block the gap left by the shock in his body. However, before his left fist could reach the target, Emperor Yan Sheng's third kick had already been kicked hard with the power of thunder.

on his chest.

Three consecutive kicks were carried out almost at the same time, without any time for Taoist Ziyang to fight back, and each kick was stronger than the last.

Taoist Ziyang's body was shaky, and he finally could not withstand the huge impact. He flew out in an instant and hit the ground hard, smashing a huge bluestone floor of the Yizheng Hall to pieces.

At this time, Emperor Yan Sheng's eyes were full of endless rage, and he snorted coldly: "Stinky Taoist, I made your Ziyang Sect become the number one cultivation sect, and you actually betrayed me... I will call you today.

Your Ziyang Clan has completely disappeared."

As soon as he finished speaking, the emperor became violent again and rushed directly into the crowd of Ziyang Clan disciples, killing everyone on sight and leaving no one alive...

Taoist Ziyang reluctantly sat up from the ground, and his heart suddenly felt sweet. He felt as if the internal organs in his chest had been misplaced. Then his nose itched, and a thin streak of blood spurted out. It seemed that he had suffered internal injuries.

There was a trace of bitterness in the corner of Ziyang Taoist's mouth, and his eyes were fixed on the Emperor Yan Sheng not far away. At this time, he was killing Ziyang disciples with all his heart, and there was a trace of despair in his eyes. It seemed that this Qi-ending Powder was not good for the emperor.

It is useless, otherwise, it would have taken effect by this time.

Sadly, a seemingly perfect rebellion ended like this...

Just when Old Taoist Ziyang was in despair, the figure of the emperor suddenly changed in his eyes, and Yan Sheng's movements became sluggish. Although he was still killing people crazily, there was obviously something strange about it.

"This..." Old Taoist Ziyang looked at it in surprise, and suddenly became excited. It seemed that the effect of Duanqi Powder had finally taken effect.

Sure enough, Emperor Yansheng stopped attacking and killing, but subconsciously covered his lower abdomen. He felt that there was a small hand in his Dantian, blocking his valve, and the true energy in the Dantian could not pass through the Qi Meridian.

The eight meridians were transmitted throughout the body, and there were bursts of unbearable cramping pain in the Dantian.

"What's going on?" The emperor asked himself in his heart, and then forcibly circulated his true energy, trying to push away this invisible little hand, but the more he tried to use his true energy, the more painful the colic in his Dantian became.

It got worse and worse, and finally scarlet bloodshot eyes overflowed from his mouth.

"Haha..." At this time, Yan Huaiyu, who was leaning against the central pillar of the political hall, laughed loudly, "Father, I admit that your cultivation is the best in the world, and we are not your opponents, but so what?

I can now declare that I have won this battle, and this throne is mine... I advise you to surrender obediently and write an edict to abdicate, otherwise don't blame the child for being rude."

"Little beast, what are you doing again?" the emperor glared at Yan Huaiyu fiercely and shouted.

"It's nothing. It's just that when you were seeing off your eldest brother and third brother, I ordered someone to put a medicine called Duan Qi Powder into your wine. It can stop people's Qi from functioning."

"mean."

"Father, you are a great hero. If I don't use some tricks, how can I defeat you?" Yan Huaiyu smiled, then there was a hint of coldness on his face and said: "Write me an edict quickly, otherwise I will let you down immediately.

The corpse was broken into thousands of pieces." (To be continued...)