God catches no trace

Chapter 253 Nai

Chapter 46: Nye

The imperial guards holding broken swords were blown by a strong hurricane, causing their bodies to retreat ten steps, and some were unable to retreat and even fell down.

Sang Wuhen looked certain: Well, he is indeed the first one in the temple, and his skills are indeed worthy.

After one thought, the palms of both hands are slowly moved forward, the attractive force from the "soul-absorbing" palm is instantly like a huge magnet.

The hostility of the four red cassocks faded away in an instant, and they fluttered obediently towards his palms without exception.

The faces of the four chiefs sank, but before they could react, they saw the four cassocks rolled up towards them separately.

And extremely fast.

Moreover, the internal force contained in each cassock is no less than the strength of their hands.

Seeing this scene, all the imperial guards exclaimed in their hearts: good work.

Master Liao Fan showed surprise on his face.

Even Song Zhenzong yelled secretly: I didn't expect the Sang Qing family to be so powerful that they could really block a hundred with one.

Empress Mingsu, who was full of hatred, froze.

in the field.

Red is flying.

The four heads were so floating that they didn't have any time to think about it, so they all stretched out their big hands to grab it.

As soon as the hand grabbed the cassock, he felt an internal shock, his arms went numb, his feet couldn't be controlled, and he couldn't help but took a few steps backwards before stabilizing his body.

This embarrassment made them suddenly angry, and one of them shouted: "Senior Brother Kong Jing, Junior Brother Kong Wu, Junior Brother Kong Ming, this man's kung fu is unfathomable, let's deal with him together with the "Subduing Demon" fist." With one leap, his hands were clenched into fists.

The rest of the words are naturally followed.

In the blink of an eye, four huge figures were in the air, transforming into countless punches, like a gust of wind hitting Sang Wuhen directly.

Sang Wuhen turned slightly to one side, and with a twist of his palms, the "Hunting Soul Palm" came out very quickly.

When the palm wind and fist wind meet, there is a loud "bang bang" sound.

However, the four chiefs were forced to tremble wildly by the palm force breaking through the wind, and they were about to fall.

But they seemed to be extremely unwilling, and when they steadied themselves for a while, they all roared wildly and threw their fists straight at them.

At this moment, Ye Yanran, who was watching from outside the circle, was a little worried and said: "Sister, although Steward Sang's internal palm technique is top-notch, he can't use even the slightest bit of killer move. Being attacked by them one after another like this, after a long time, it will definitely will suffer."

"My sister is right."

As soon as Shui Sheng responded, he stared at him, and Master Fan and the eight deacons in the temple did not move. That is to say, it is really not easy for Ruo Sang Wuhen to win quickly without hurting others.

"Sister, why don't you help Brother Sang?" Li Qiuyu said.

Yep.If you want to fight quickly, only your own "Lovesick Tears" swordsmanship can make the opponent lose resistance without hurting others.

Shui Sheng thought for a while, and said: "Sisters, don't move, I'll go." Before the sound was finished, he held a long sword, touched his feet, and floated into the circle.

Halfway through, she yelled: "Brother Wuhen, it's hard to tell the result if you keep fighting like this, so as not to be unfavorable to you if it takes too long, I'll do it."

Sang Wuhen, who had just repelled the four chiefs, was startled when he heard the words, and thought for a moment: Even if they can't catch me, and he is too timid to use the ultimate move, it's hard to tell the result. Go on, the situation will be the same as she said.

in a moment.

Shui Sheng came in front of him.

At the same time, the fists of the four leaders who attacked frantically also came.

Sang Wuhen retreated a little, Shui Shengjiao's face turned cold, the sword in his hand stretched out and twisted into flowers, and the third move of "Lovesick Tears", "A Wisp of Setting Sun Drunk", came out instantly.

With this move, the wind turns cold, and the extreme cold turns into ice.

In an instant, the four chiefs all shuddered, and the back of their outstretched fists turned white. At the same time, they felt that their arms were very stiff, and their bodies could not move.

"The "Lovesick Tears" sword technique. She is the disciple of Lord Wuqing." Master Fan, who was standing quietly in the circle beside him, knew it and called out.

Immediately, the hand melted into a palm, the palm turned red and stretched out, a wave of heat rushed straight to the four heads.

Wherever the heat wave went, the ice on their bodies also melted into water, falling drop by drop.

Master Liao Fan saw the encirclement, turned around quickly, and walked towards the emperor and queen.

For a while, the guards and monks in the arena froze, and no one made a move.

Empress Mingsu's expression became serious at this time, and she said to Abbot Liaofan who was about to walk in front of her eyes: "Master, why do you want to stop?"

"Ma'am, please allow Lao Na to say a few words." He lowered his head and clasped his palms together.

"speak."

"With the disciples of Lao Na Temple and the imperial guards, it is very difficult to control Sang Shen, who is known as the best in martial arts in the world. If his subordinates were not merciful, the place would have been covered with carbon and flesh and blood." Master Liao Fan paused and said: "Plus Sang Shen catches disciples of Lord Ruthless by his side. It's not that Lao Na said something frustrating: Even if the emperor sends 1000 people, what can 1 people do to them? Otherwise, there will only be more dead people."

"Oh." Song Zhenzong was very happy when he heard the words, and turned to Ming Su: "Queen, since the master said so, don't embarrass Sang Aiqing. If he has something to play, just promise it."

Helplessness was revealed in Ming Su's eyes, and he sighed: "Aijia is afraid that the emperor will lose all his prayers after hearing this, and this will ruin Daya's interest."

"How come, there is no reason to be unhappy with the queen accompanying me."

"Okay, Ai Family is up to you."

Song Zhenzong looked at the crowd and said loudly: "Everyone should disperse, Lian has decided to allow Sang Aiqing to play."

When the emperor opened his mouth, the Imperial Army and the monks in the temple who had no intention of fighting were naturally overjoyed, "Hula" they all retreated together and made a way to walk.

Li Qiuyu and Ye Yanran pursed their lips and smiled secretly: If you wait a little longer to make an order, I'm afraid everyone will turn into popsicles.

Sang Wuhen and Shui Sheng walked slowly.

As soon as he walked in front of them, he heard the voice of Empress Mingsu: "Your Majesty, if you want to listen to God Sang's performance, why don't you come to the side room?"

Sang Wuhen understood the meaning of this sentence: She didn't want what she did to be known by everyone here, so as not to have a bad influence.

"The queen is right. What do you think of Sang Aiqing?" Song Zhenzong quickly agreed.

"There is no reason for my humble minister to disagree."

"Okay. Lian wants to listen carefully to what you are playing."

"Your Majesty and Empress, please get up and drive." The father-in-law who was standing quietly by the side was slightly bent, with a smirk all over his face.

"Ah."

Seeing them taking steps, everyone followed closely.

When Sang Wuhen passed by Li Qiuyu and Ye Yanran, he whispered something to them.

The two nodded when they heard it.

(End of this chapter)