I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar face, Zhang Dongyun and the others were speechless for a while.

"That's right."

Ao Kong snorted and broke the silence.

Li Shulou looked into the distance: "It's about to start."

Emperor Xia, who was wearing a black dragon robe, raised his hand at this time.

Its five fingers clenched into a fist, and the fist moved forward, as if it was directly smashed and pierced through the void.

The emperor used fists instead of spears, and his might was threatening.

Although the guns did not point at the masters of the two sides who were originally fighting, the movements of everyone slowed down at the same time.

The majesty of the emperor made almost everyone present have the urge to kneel and salute.

Even Su Po, Ao Kong, Shen Herong frowned, looked away, and tried their best to restrain the power from Emperor Xia.

That is from the suppression of the hundreds of millions of people by the Martial Dao Emperor.

The emperor commands the world, and all the people dare not obey.

Among them, the pressure is comparable to that of the non-regional monarch Wu Huang.

Even the sixteenth-level masters who built other roads, as long as they were human, would be suppressed by the Emperor.

From ancient times to the present, the emperor has never encountered a precedent of being subjugated, and this is one of the main reasons.

At this moment, Emperor Xia shot through the void and came to the Qingpao Emperor on the opposite side.

The current Qi Emperor Xu Fuyao and the former Qing Emperor Ye Qingpeng shook involuntarily in the face of Emperor Xia's power.

However, he regained his footing immediately.

Around the body, a little light flashed.

Echoing it, the distant universe also lit up with a little bit of starlight.

In the blink of an eye, it was so vast that it was impossible to count.

"Arousing the power of the stars like a monster? It's not like..." Xia Huang's eyes flashed slightly.

Ye Qingpeng, who was surrounded by a little brilliance in front of him, suddenly rose in momentum.

Even with the might of the Emperor Xia, it is difficult to shake the opponent in the slightest.

The person standing in front of him at this moment seems to be no longer the ancient emperor, but a human emperor exactly like him.

"wrong."

Inside the Daming Palace of Chang'an City, Zhang Dongyun watched this scene with interest and shook his head slightly.

Li Shulou also looked at Ye Qingpeng: "It's still the way of the warriors in the early days of nine-level military commanders and monarchs, but..."

"...But, it's too much higher." It was Su Po, who had been cultivating martial arts, said.

Ao Kong turned to look at Shen Herong aside: "It's somewhat similar to the Confucian method of fragrant peach and plum."

Shen He Rongyan said, "It's still the way of a warrior, but as Seventh Brother said, it's completely the difference between clouds and mud."

She stared at Ye Qingpeng: "The difference between thousands and hundreds of millions is that this is a real tower that gathers sand and accumulates soil to form a mountain. It is already a real high tower mountain, and it is no longer sandy soil."

Xia Huang, who is also a warrior and is the peak of the **** of martial arts, also felt it in his heart.

Knowing that the opponent in front of him is unusual, he did not underestimate the enemy, and now he changed his tactics decisively.

Originally, he used his fist instead of the gun to smash the opponent's door, but this time it turned into a feint.

At the same time, a cold light flashed in the void, originating from the real spear tip.

In the hands of Emperor Xia, a real spear suddenly appeared, as heavy as the universe.

As if there was no time interval, the cold spear reappeared in front of Ye Qingpeng.

Ye Qingpeng didn't change his face, he clenched his fist with one hand and knocked from the side, immediately hitting Emperor Xia's spear sideways.

Xia Huang shook his hand, feeling the infinite power transmitted by the opponent through the gun barrel, and he was more cautious in his heart.

The person in front of him is not only not afraid of the majesty of others, but the strength of the pure flesh and blood is so great.

The source and secret of it should land on the many light spots surrounded by the opponent.

At the same time as Emperor Xia thought about it, his subordinates kept shooting like dragons, constantly picking fights, and meeting Ye Qingpeng.

The confrontation between the two shocked everyone around them and had to retreat far away.

Xia Huang's spears were everywhere, intending to destroy or disperse the mist around Ye Qingpeng's body.

But the power of the emperor passed, and the light and mist seemed to be incapable of being mixed, and it was only swayed away like a light smoke, and then reunited, always around Ye Qingpeng.

"It's not to attract the power from the outside world, but it has been refined into a part of his own power by him."

Li Shulou was thoughtful, watching those brilliance reunite around Ye Qingpeng.

Ao Kong's face was expressionless, but his eyes revealed the cruelty and tyranny that had been rare in recent years:

"These things come from the ten thousand people he rules, what if Lao Tzu kills all the people under his rule?"

During these years in Chang'an City, under the influence of Zhang Dongyun and Shen Herong, Ao Kong was no longer violent and bloodthirsty.

But facing Ye Qingpeng, the murderous intent in his heart rekindled.

"It's useless."

Zhang Dongyun's voice sounded in the ears of the four at this time:

"He is a cultivation technique, and he has already successfully practiced it, and the non-blocking source can be cracked."

Inside Chang'an City, Zhang Dongyun stood up and looked at Ye Qingpeng in the illusion of light and shadow.

There is a saying that the other party's practice of this magical technique is quite brilliant.

As Shen Herong said, this is a real tower of sand.

Just don't know how to promote it?

If it can, it means that most of the low-level cultivation can unite, change the quality in quantity, and fight against the few high-level cultivation.

Those with low cultivation are no longer the ants grass in the eyes of experts.

but……

"Ye Qingpeng may not be willing to do this." Zhang Dongyun smiled.

At this moment, Su Po suddenly said: "After all, it is the unity of the crowd, and it is not the one that is really mixed. There should be a flaw."

Emperor Xia obviously had the same consideration. Although he was cautious, he was very proactive in his actions. He kept trying to find a way to crack Ye Qingpeng's method.

Ye Qingpeng's expression was calm, as if he didn't mind what Emperor Xia did, but he was more proactive than Emperor Xia when he took action, vying for the first place everywhere.

With the realm of the ancient emperor, he competed with the emperor without losing the slightest.

Although Emperor Xia could let go and deal with him, in the eyes of others, it was a different scene.

The people of the Great Qi Dynasty were greatly encouraged.

This change and the other grows, and the morale of the people under Xia Huang's command has been frustrated.

After not worrying about the threat of Emperor Xia, the top masters of the Great Qi Dynasty began to exert force, and they turned around to suppress the opponent.

"There are still good players among the ancient emperors of the Qi Dynasty."

Shen Herong said: "Xia Huang did it himself, but instead broke the balance and fell into the disadvantage."

"Then I'll help them adjust it again."

While Li Shulou was speaking, he stepped forward: "You all retreat for a while, and be more careful."

Purple Qi suddenly fluctuated in the void of the universe.

The first time attracted the attention of the two masters.

Xia Huang and Ye Qingpeng's subordinates slowed down at the same time to be on guard for the newly-appeared young man in white.

After noticing the appearance of Li Shulou, Emperor Xia's eyes flickered slightly, but there was no further movement.

Ye Qingpeng floated and retreated, then calmly looked at Li Shulou who suddenly appeared.

Seeing his actions, Xia Huang's heart was only slightly settled, knowing that the legendary pair of sworn brothers may not be all the way now.

Ye Qingpeng did not make any cover up, but quietly watched Li Shulou who was approaching:

"Tianhu Academy asked you to come here?"

Li Shulou looked at him: "What they said is true, so here we are."

"Well, it's true."

Ye Qingpeng did not mean to deny: "I contacted the Miaoxin of Longxiang Temple and the others back then."

Li Shulou quietly asked, "Why?"

Ye Qingpeng spread his hands: "For now."