Emperor Shiming of the Town of Martial Arts / Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty

If he wants to kill Po Jun, he will definitely not spend too much effort!

Most importantly, Po Jun knew very well that if Zhu Houzhao wanted to kill him, he would not hesitate at all!

"No...I don't know if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince arrives, and it is a mistake to welcome him." Po Jun slowly put away the Greedy Wolf Sword and the Heavenly Blade, and said with a smile, "I hope His Highness the Crown Prince will forgive you. "

Zhu Houzhao indifferently swept his gaze across Po Jun and landed on Wuming.

This is a very decadent man. There is no trace of the swordsman's sharpness and profound meaning in his eyes. Even if he has a vast sword heart that goes deep into the sea, he can't help but raging in the wind, but he can't make waves at all.

"You are no longer worthy of the title of Heavenly Sword," Zhu Houzhao said calmly, looking at Wuming.

Wuming thought thoughtfully: 'It turns out that the newly born Tianjian turned out to be your highness, Crown Prince Ming.

Zhu Houzhao raised the corner of his mouth lightly and smiled slightly: 'Because you are the last Tianjian, this prince can help you kill your wife-killing revenge!"

"His Royal Highness, what do you...what do you mean!" Po Jun's face changed suddenly, and he slowly squeezed the Heavenly Blade and Greedy Wolf Sword with a look of waiting.

Wuming's face changed slightly, and there was a trace of struggle in his eyes.

After a long time, he slowly shook his head: 'This will not bother His Highness. "

Zhu Houzhao sneered: "Don't forget, he killed your favorite woman."

Wuming Mian began to grieve, and said: ', Father Coin has the grace of remaking me, I can't kill his only son!"

110 Oh, so, is your wife dead in vain?" The sneer on Zhu Houzhao's face became more and more obvious, "What qualifications do you have to be a husband, and what qualifications do you have to mourn your wife?"

Wuming was speechless, with a hint of shame in his eyes.

"The Great Sui Empire, the mythology of the martial arts, the sword of heaven is the number one, unparalleled in the world," Zhu Houzhao sneered again and again, "This prince has seen the demeanor of the swordsman and the power of the sword twenty-three. Jian Wuming will be an amazing person.

Think of it turned out to be a devious person with no fighting spirit.I am so disappointed with the Prince!"

At the beginning of the rainbow light, Zhu Houzhao held a thin and transparent sword in his hand: '. Today, this prince will kill the army, not only because he killed your nameless wife, but also because he took refuge in Wushen Absolute Palace. "

Hearing Zhu Houzhao's words, Wuming's eyes suddenly showed a horrified expression: "9 coins brother, he two"

Zhu Houzhao ignored Wuming (bgdo, the Chengying Sword in his hand began to gather momentum, and a trace of light condensed on the sword, becoming more and more gorgeous.

An invisible and intangible field gradually trapped in front of the gate of Jianzong, and all the pressure in this field of kendo was directed at Po Jun and Jue Xin.

, 'In the Ming Dynasty, you were envoys, and this prince was the host, so it was naturally inconvenient to kill you. ', Zhu Houzhao's hand slowly stroked the blade of Chengying Sword,'. But in this Great Sui Empire, I was just an ordinary person in the rivers and lakes. ',

"The rise and fall of Shenzhou is the common responsibility of all people in the world. Those who betray my Shenzhou Huaxia will be punished!"

As soon as the three words "will be punished" came out, Zhu Houzhao raised the sword of Chengying in his hand, like a heavenly emperor standing up against the sky.

The sky was getting dark, Lei 2 shook, and the thick black clouds kept pushing down... Pushing down... As if to wrap Zhu Houzhao and Po Jun inside.

"You two, you are deceiving people too much!" Po Jun snorted coldly, the swords came out, and a ghostly wolf slowly appeared behind him, "Since you won't let me go, I will let you taste it. Taste Lao Tzu's hard work for more than ten years. Killing Polang is a magical skill!"

The divine wolf roared into the sky, and a chilling air permeated the entire sky. This was one of the unique skills of the Wushen Jue Palace, and it was also the ultimate goal of Po Jun to join the Wushen Jue Palace.

This move, he was planning to use it against Wuming, but unexpectedly, he ended up using it on Zhu Houzhao.

Frankly speaking, "killing the wolf" is indeed an unparalleled skill, but he..._."However, he is facing Zhu Houzhao!

Om. Om two Om two

It was the sound of blood surging. Behind Zhu Houzhao, a bloody wolf smoke rose and rushed straight to Xiaodou. He raised the Chengying Sword high, his eyes were like electricity, making people dare not look directly.

Between Zhu Houzhao's eyebrows, a light streak slowly appeared, and a mysterious and mysterious power surged up and down the whole body along his eyebrows.

At this moment, Zhu Houzhao seemed to have disappeared from this world and stepped into another world, impermanent, uncertain and unpredictable.

"die

The indifferent voice sounded, but at the same moment, it was overwhelmed by 22 thunders in the sky, because at the moment when Zhu Houzhao took out his sword, a thunderstorm also fell on the top of the cloud.

Zhu Houzhao flashed his sword, and the light of the sword was white, from bottom to top, forming a shocking sword column that went straight to Jiuxiao.

At this moment, Jianguang seemed to be connected with Leiguang, and they were no longer separated from each other.

Between heaven and earth, there is only one sword, one by one, that shocks the sky!

Chapter [-]: Wanjian Returns to the Sect (Chapter Three)

quiet!

Absolute silence, dead silence!

Just now, there was a shock like the sky was collapsing, but after the sword sound like the collapse of the mountain, there was an eternity of silence.

Zhu Houzhao's Chengying Sword had been put away at some point, and his expression returned to indifference, looking at Po Jun as if he were looking at a dead man.

No, it's not like looking at a dead man, in fact, his eyes are indeed looking at a dead man.

Po Jun's eyes were already dull and lost his focus. He looked at Zhu Houzhao, his eyes full of disbelief and fear: '.

Such a fast sword?

Not only fast, but also irresistible, inescapable, inescapable.

This is Zhu, '/, Yisan' Houzhao's own sword. It is a shocking sword. Even if it can't resist the world-destroying swordsmanship of Jian [-] for the time being, it is more than enough to deal with the broken army. Kill the chicken with a knife!

A red line slowly appeared on the bridge of Po Jun's forehead, eyebrows, and nose, dividing Po Jun's face into two halves. The red line quickly became thicker and more obvious, and then there were obvious bloodstains spurting from the middle.