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Chapter 201 The Mysterious Scarlet Clothes

"Who are you?" Zheng Ming asked.

He knew the identities of everyone around him, except for this woman's identity, which even Jin Yiwei couldn't find out.

The predecessor of Jinyiwei was the Shadow Guard, and the Shadow Guard has been established for nearly 40 years. In the past 40 years, the Shadow Guard has been collecting information from various forces.

Such as Xin Yuanchen, Monk Dade, Daoming, etc., they all have files in the Shadow Guard.

Only there is no woman in front of me.

Fei Yi came back to her senses, looked at Zheng Ming who was filled with majesty, and smiled coquettishly.

"Your Majesty Li Huang is worthy of being a young emperor, and his bearing is indeed extraordinary, but the slave family is just an insignificant little girl, so don't worry about His Majesty Li Huang."

The winking eyes are flowing, the peach cheeks are dizzy, the air is like a orchid, charming and boneless, and a frown and a smile are charming.

The surrounding civil and military officials and soldiers and warriors looked at her, as if they were going to turn into a pack of wolves and throw her to the ground.

"Hehe, you should be using the method of charm, but it's a pity that it doesn't work for me." Zheng Ming chuckled.

The condensed power of heaven on his body suddenly spread, covering the entire square.

The people around immediately trembled slightly, and instantly escaped from Fei Yi's charm.

Fei Yi's ability to charm is indeed very powerful, even the great master's mind will be provoked by her, but it's a pity that she is facing Zheng Ming.

A Zheng Ming who has integrated into Tianwei is completely different from the normal Zheng Ming.

Right now Zheng Ming is the master of Tianwei, trying to charm him is undoubtedly an act against the heavens.

"Hey, can't it really work?" Fei Yi sighed helplessly.

next moment.

The seductive aura on her body suddenly subsided, and her expression became extremely icy.

Just a moment ago, she was still a witch who charmed all living beings, but at this moment she has become a celestial girl who has fallen into the mundane world.

Even Zheng Ming was amazed by the speed of change.

Can it be sweet or salty, demonic or fairy?
"Lihuang, the exercises you practice should be majestic and majestic!" Fei Yi raised her head, her ice-like face was somewhat holy.

Zheng Ming looked at her, and said with some surprise: "You actually know the majesty of the emperor!"

In fact, ever since Zheng Qingsong practiced the Emperor's Dragon Transformation Art, Zheng Ming knew that the Emperor's Qi Refining Art and the Emperor's Power should not be unique to the system.

What surprised Zheng Ming was that Fei Yi actually knew about Huangwei, not Huangwei's existence.

"I see."

A chill flashed across Fei Yi's cold eyes.

Whoosh!
Her perfect delicate body turned into a clear shadow and went straight to Zheng Ming.

At some point, a sharp blade as thin as a cicada's wing appeared in her hand.

A flash of light flashed across Zheng Ming's body.

It seemed to be inserted into Zheng Ming's body.

However, there was a hint of shock on Fei Yi's cold face.

Snapped!
A crisp sound.

Zheng Ming stretched out his hand to block the sharp knife in front of him.

This is a sword, a very peculiar sword, transparent and as thin as a cicada's wing.

If Zheng Ming hadn't used Huangtian Youyan, he might not have been able to discover this sword.

Looking at the sword blade with a cold light, the corners of Zheng Ming's mouth curled up slightly.

"Hehe, it seems that you know Huangwei Haodang very well!" He laughed.

"You~" Fei Yi looked at Zheng Ming in shock.

Zheng Ming chuckled lightly and said, "It's true that the mighty Huangwei doesn't have melee combat capabilities, but the premise is that you can break Huangwei."

"If you can't even break the emperor's prestige, how can you attack my body?"

"It's a good idea, but it's a pity that you still underestimate me."

Huangwei's mighty release of coercion tends to control skills, but it does not mean that it can only be suppressed from top to bottom, and it is also possible to suppress it horizontally.

Zheng Ming's heart skipped a beat.

The next moment, the golden eyes became cold and indifferent.

Tianwei shakes!

boom!
A majestic and majestic power suddenly emanated from Zheng Ming's hands.

Fei Yi, who was still in shock, suddenly made a whoosh, flying out like a cannonball, and hit the city wall heavily.

A click.

The city wall made of solid rock cracked.

Fei Yi puffed, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, splashing on her crimson dress, making it look even more vivid.

Seeing this, everyone around couldn't help being shocked.

The old Taoist Tongming looked around, his eyes turned slightly.

Things can't be done, it's better to go first.

The current situation is very clear. The eight monks in Chaofo Hall were almost beaten to the ground by the old heavenly master. Shuertu and Feiyi were almost powerless to fight back against Zheng Ming, except for his situation. Also slightly better.

Although Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship is amazing, but his cultivation base is only a beginner's grand master after all, he can completely restrain Ximen Chuuxue.

But then what?
If he didn't run away, he might have no chance.

"Take advantage of the power of heaven and earth, and guard against the debate of the six qi, so that you can swim endlessly."

He squeezed the formula in his hands, and his speed suddenly increased several times, he directly dropped Ximen Chuuxue, turned around and ran.

"Want to go!"

Ximen Chuuxue frowned slightly, he wanted to pursue, but the damn water waves around him stopped him.

But Zheng Ming in the air looked at Daoming's back with cold eyes.

Tianwei is like a mountain!

boom!
The majestic and majestic coercion suddenly enveloped Tongming's head.

The galloping Daoming made a "plop", and was directly crushed on the Qingshi street.

It can be said that the five bodies are cast on the ground, the old face is pressed against the bluestone ground, and it is deformed by the extrusion.

"go!"

On the other side, Shu Ertu felt the coercion on his body slow down several times, and immediately rushed to Fei Yi's body, the figures of the two flickered one after another, and disappeared into a mansion in a blink of an eye.

Zheng Ming looked at their leaving backs and did not stop them.

"Sure enough, it is impossible to suppress two great masters at the same time."

The one who took the opportunity to escape was the great virtue monk. This guy was so immoral that he even ignored the seven great monks he brought and turned around and ran away.

It's a pity that he is facing the old heavenly master, and he wants to escape in front of the old heavenly master. He thinks too beautifully.

"If you want to run, the old man said that he will save you, and he will definitely save you!"

Boom~
There was a thunderclap.

Zhang Zhiwei turned into a beam of thunder, and slapped the Dharma monk on the head with his palm.

Dade's face changed suddenly, and he crossed his hands, trying to resist.

It's a pity that Zhang Zhiwei, who broke out with all his strength, has no patience to continue playing.

next moment.

The arms of the great virtuous monk broke instantly, and the palms condensed with Jiang Gonglei pressed heavily on his bald head.

His fair face was flushed red, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, he has been suppressed by Zhang Zhiwei. Whether he was alone or after casting the eight dragons, he never turned over.

Even now that he wanted to escape, at the expense of his foundation and improve his strength, he still couldn't resist Zhang Zhiwei.

Click.

His eyes widened, and blood spurted from his mouth and nose.

The unparalleled power carried the terrifying Jiang Gonglei and pressed hard on the top of his head.

His legs were broken and his neck was bent.

Boom.

The bluestone ground under his feet exploded, and his whole body was smashed into the soil like a wooden stake, leaving only a round head exposed on the ground.

But this head looks very tragic, there is a black handprint on the bald head, and blood oozes from seven holes on the face.

"How strong are you!"

Looking at the slender figure in front of him with eyes full of ashes, he asked unwillingly.

Zhang Zhiwei looked down at him for a while, then turned and left slowly.

"The old man is just an ordinary man."

This time he is not joking, but speaks the truth from his heart.

Dust with light.

He would rather be an ordinary person than a lofty Buddha like Dharma.

Dade looked at his back, his breathing became weaker and weaker, and finally fell into eternal darkness.

In mid-air, Zheng Ming looked at Zhang Zhiwei who was walking slowly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Since then.

He turned and walked towards the gate tower.

Then there is no need for him to make a move.

"Your Majesty!" Wei Yu looked at Zheng Ming who had returned, his bright eyes shining like stars.

That look was like seeing an idol, which greatly satisfied Zheng Ming's vanity.

Adoration from my wife is a nice windfall.

Zheng Ming patted her hand and sat on the broad chair.

In front of the Meridian Gate, in the execution ground.

Ten burly executioners picked up the ghost knife again and raised it high.

Their eyes scanned the surroundings.

No one should stop this time.

They hacked three times, but every time someone blocked them, especially the surrounding battles, which made them even more frightened.

But this time, no one really stopped me.

The pale blade fell, bright red blood splashed, and ten heads rolled down into the execution ground.

On the broad street, Ximen Chuuxue came to Daoming.

"Please!"

Daoming felt the coercion dissipating from his body, filled with bitterness.

He got up somewhat staggeringly, and let out a long sigh.

If I had known this, I would not have come to get involved in this muddy water.

It's good now, I haven't reaped any benefits, and I've put myself in it.

"How will His Majesty Li Huang deal with this old man?" He lowered his eyes and asked.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the ten heads in the execution ground and said, "I might chop you off."

Daoming's body trembled, his face twitched, and he said, "Then it's better to kill the old man now."

He didn't want to die so aggrieved like Xin Yuanchen.

"Maybe I won't kill you, if you are still useful to His Majesty." Ximen Chuuxue said again.

Daoming bowed his head and remained silent for a long time.

He understood what Ximen Chuuxue meant, which was nothing more than making him surrender.

But the dignity of the great master does not allow surrender.

What cultivators believe in is that the strong are respected, not their birth status.

For thousands of years, among the major dynasties around, there has never been a grand master who has surrendered to the emperor.

But now it seems there is.

He looked up at Ximen Chuuxue, at Zhang Zhiwei not far away, and then at Xin Yuanchen's head.

Suddenly found that surrendering to Lihuang is not unacceptable.

And Li Huang is also very strong, at least stronger than him.

(End of this chapter)