The skill is broken, I am stronger

Zhuge Zheng stretched out his hand, and took out three iron rods from behind, twisted them quickly with both hands, and assembled them into a spear.

Jianghu warriors rarely use long weapons, but he is different. He believes that an inch is long and an inch is strong. When other people's swords cannot reach it, his spear can pierce the opponent first.

Most people in the Jianghu use swords or other short weapons. Because they are easy to carry, there are more such martial arts.

But there is also a saying in Jianghu that those who become masters with long weapons must be more terrifying.

He could see the power of Yuan Thirteen Limit's move, but he didn't think it was enough to kill Lin Lang, or even hurt him.

Therefore, when Yuan Thirteen Limit's sad little arrow was gaining momentum, he had to strike first to break Lin Lang's golden body.

"Lin Lang, look at the trick!"

Zhuge Zhengwo gave a loud shout on purpose, and shot Lin Lang.

He poured all his energy into this spear, and a strong stellar energy emerged from the tip of the spear, which turned into a white dragon, roaring and rushing towards Lin Lang.

The vitality of the surrounding world gathered towards the white dragon, making the power of this shot extremely terrifying.

This is his unique move, which is known as a stunning shot, and he has defeated countless opponents, including Yuan Shisanxian.

Inspired by the true energy of the three realms created by himself, it is the strongest shot that has gathered his lifelong martial arts philosophy.

Lin Lang's left hand turned into gold, and he grabbed the white dragon exuding a terrifying aura.

Yuan Shisanxian saw that Lin Lang moved, and also saw the flaws in Lin Lang's moves. He combined the energies of the six disciples and gathered them into his unique technique.

The sad little arrow appeared directly at Lin Lang's throat as if he had crossed space.

The power of his arrow is definitely beyond the peak of heaven and man.

It doesn't matter that Lin Lang is a martial arts legend, he will also die under this arrow.

Because the arrow did not attack the body.

boom!

!

There was a shocking explosion from the imperial study room, and all the guards guarding the palace ran over.

Someone stabbed me!

The six disciples of the Yuan Thirteenth Limit were all paralyzed on the ground. The blow just now exhausted everything they had, and they all felt exhausted and couldn't stand up at all.

"Master, is he dead?" Lu Shuyi, the eldest disciple of the Thirteenth Yuan Yuan, asked weakly.

Yuan Shisanxian leaned on the pillar and sneered: "No one can block this arrow, even if his body is not dead, he will be a living dead, because his spirit has been defeated by me."

Sad little arrow, specializing in divine will, even primordial spirit.

Lin Lang hadn't condensed his primordial spirit yet, so his secret technique combined with the power of formation was absolutely unstoppable.

And the golden light emitted by Lin Lang just now disappeared.

"Zhuge corrected me, this time, I won, you are not as good as me."

Zhuge Zhengwo coughed twice, the shot just now had almost exhausted everything in him, although his true energy of the three realms could recover quickly, but at this moment it was only recovered a little.

"Yuan Thirteen Limit, your move is indeed stronger than my marksmanship."

Fortunately, the Yuan Thirteenth Limit came this time, otherwise I don't know what the result will be.

Maybe he will die, even if he dies, Lin Lang won't be able to stop, then Da Song will be finished.

"Have you two talked to yourself enough?" Lin Lang's voice came out of the smoke.

The faces of Zhuge Zhengwo, Yuan Shisanxian and others all changed drastically.

"Impossible, how could your divine will not collapse? You clearly have not transformed into a primordial spirit, my move is invincible!" Yuan Shisanxian roared angrily.

He created such a move by combining the master's Liuhe Azure Dragon Formation with his own Sad Little Arrow. Why is Lin Lang okay?

Lin Lang walked out with strides: "This move of yours is really powerful, perhaps comparable to the magical blow of the martial arts myth."

"In the realm of heaven and man, you can find another way to exert such a powerful attack, you can be regarded as a martial arts wizard."

"But your understanding of martial arts myths is too little, and you want to kill me with a blow comparable to martial arts myths?"

Just now he directly used Ni Qiankun's Great Teleportation, pulling Zhuge Zhengwo's attack and colliding with the Sad Arrow, adding his own attack, annihilating the Sad Arrow.

If the two could continue to attack, Lin Lang might be injured.

It's a pity that the blow just now has exhausted everything from the two of them.

Zhuge Zhengwo and Yuan Shisanxian were both ashen-faced. Could it be that their strongest blow couldn't even pierce Lin Lang's clothes?

"I'm just here to borrow some real dragon spirit. You Emperor Song agreed, so why are you jumping out again?"

"Do you want to die? I will fulfill you."

"Come here, shoot the arrow!" The old eunuch's voice suddenly came from outside the imperial study room.

Zhuge Zhengwo turned pale with shock: "No!"

Lin Lang wasn't injured, what would be the use of those ordinary people's arrows?It will only irritate Lin Lang and make him go on a killing spree.

"It seems that the lesson given to the emperor just now is not enough!"

Lin Lang suddenly stomped his feet vigorously, his true energy flowed down the ground, and ran towards the imperial guards.

For a moment, the imperial guards felt the ground tremble, as if the whole palace was trembling.

Naturally, their arrows couldn't be aimed, some fell to the ground, and some directly hit the fellow next to them.

All of a sudden, thousands of imperial guards wailed.

"Master Ming Emperor, please be merciful." Zhuge Zhengwo hurriedly shouted.

"Everyone get out and leave immediately."

Although these people were Imperial Guards, they all left immediately after hearing Zhuge Zhengwo's order.

Many people even breathed a sigh of relief, if Zhuge hadn't spoken up to me, they would have been in a dilemma.

Lin Lang's kick just now was really terrifying.

From a distance of tens of feet, they were able to attack all of them with one kick, even as if the entire palace was shaking. Is this really something humans can do? !

"There are so many of them wanting to kill me, so why not?" Lin Lang asked back.

Zhuge Zhengwo smiled wryly and said: "The Great Ming Emperor's master's miraculous skills are world-class, their little attack, how can the emperor's teacher take it seriously."

"If the emperor wants any compensation, just ask."

Lin Lang smiled and looked at Zhuge Zhengwo: "It's fine if you don't kill them. Make a copy of all the martial arts in your Shenhou Mansion, and send it to Heimuya, including everything you have learned."

"If you let me know that one book is missing, not only the Shenhou Mansion, but also the Great Song Palace, I will also destroy it, including the Zizaimen. You can try if I can do it."

Zhuge Zhengwo looked at the tip of his spear that had become blunt, and smiled wryly: "Emperor Ming, since you don't have the heart to fight for world supremacy, why bother with the royal family of Song Dynasty?"

"If the emperor is willing, I can guarantee that the Sun Moon God Sect will become the Song Dynasty's Zhenguo God Sect, and you can be the national teacher, with a status above me."

Lin Lang looked at Zhuge Zhengme disdainfully: "Do you think I will listen to a trash? Your martial arts are good, and your talent is also good. You stayed in Song Dynasty as a courtier because of Da Song's true dragon spirit? "

He was the emperor's teacher in Daming, and the emperor of Ming Dynasty had to listen to him, so he was not interested in being a national teacher.

Look at Mengyuan's national teacher, Gao Gouli's national teacher, etc., aren't they all dead?

Therefore, the position of the national teacher is unlucky.

Zhuge Zhengwo's expression changed drastically: "You, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Lin Lang looked at Zhuge Zhengme playfully: "Do you really not understand? Go ahead, remember that if Heimuya doesn't receive the things you sent over within ten days, I will be very angry."

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Yuan Shisanjian scolded angrily: "Zhuge Zheng me, you actually agreed to his condition and gave my unique knowledge of Zizaimen to outsiders. You are ashamed of the patriarch."

puff~~

The voice of Yuan Thirteen Limits disappeared, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. He created the little arrow of sadness, thinking that he would definitely transform the Yuanshen in the future and break through to the myth of martial arts, but he died like this.

"Noisy." Lin Lang glanced at Yuan Shisanxian's corpse, "I said I would spare those imperial guards, but I didn't say I would spare you."

"By the way, they wanted to survive, so they packed up their martial arts and sent them to Heimuya together."

"Not going yet? Why, I'm wandering around the palace, do you want to follow?"

Zhuge Zheng and I sighed, turned around and left with cupped hands.

His biggest secret was actually discovered by Lin Lang.

He cultivated with the help of Da Song's true dragon energy, so that he could make the true energy of the three realms so powerful, and he could also complete the transformation of spirit, energy and spirit.

I originally thought that no one would know this secret, but now I can no longer hide it.

And he also felt the disappearance of the real dragon's aura in the imperial study. Could it be that Lin Lang was also collecting the real dragon's aura?

Will Lin Lang also know how to refine the real dragon's energy?If one is not careful and suffers backlash, even the myth of Wulin will die.

Since Lin Lang committed suicide by himself, why should he stop him, just go back and wait for the good news.

But how much did Lin Lang suck up? Do you feel that Song's national fortune is about to collapse?

He had to find a way to stabilize the country's fortunes so that the Great Song Dynasty could not perish.

Zhuge was leaving me, Lin Lang sneered and said: "No wonder the two senior brothers want to serve the court, but they want to steal the real dragon's energy to practice."

"I've been working in the Great Song Dynasty for so many years, but I haven't been able to break through to the myth of martial arts. This real dragon spirit is wasted for you to use."

He walked around the Great Song Palace a few more times. He went around the main hall of the court, the place where government affairs were handled, and other core places of the Great Song Palace, absorbing the faint real dragon spirit.

Only then did Lin Lang leave, and he directly returned to Daming in a carriage.

This time, he almost sucked out [-]% of the real dragon's energy in the entire Great Song Palace, leaving only a few scattered ones, which he didn't bother to suck.

These real dragon qi also exceeded the amount he absorbed in the Daming Palace before.

"True Qi doesn't need the real dragon's Qi to continue to improve, then only divine will and blood essence remain."

This time, the sad little arrow of the thirteenth limit of the element also reminded him, it seems that he has to transform the divine will into the primordial spirit faster, so that he can no longer be afraid of such secret techniques.

These real dragon auras were refined by him little by little, and the aura on Lin Lang's body was constantly rising.

Especially his divine will contains a dragon's power.

Some beasts just felt a little bit of his breath, and they would collapse on the ground, unable to move, as if they felt a suppression from the blood.

"Compared to me, those emperors are also worthy of being called real dragon emperors?"

Feeling his own breath, Lin Lang felt a little proud.

"Obviously I have absorbed more real dragon energy than before, why hasn't my divine will changed?"

Lin Lang was a little puzzled, as if the transformation of divine will was twice as difficult as the transformation of true energy.

"Is it because the transformation of divine will is twice as difficult as the transformation of true energy, or is it because my true energy has already transformed, which affects the transformation of divine will?"

Lin Lang couldn't figure it out, and he hadn't read the relevant records. It seemed that he had to find someone to explain it to him.

……

On a mountain road, Ni Bodhisattva was carrying a bamboo basket, which contained two pieces of clothes, some tools for divination, and a little silver.

He was holding the little girl in one hand and a bamboo pole in the other. Behind him was a jumping red monkey.

"Grandpa, where are we going?" The little girl was full of doubts, this is not the way to the county.

"Grandpa doesn't know either, but we have to move, otherwise there will be trouble."

When a person finds him, there will be countless people wanting to come to him and ask him to help with divination and calculation of many things.

He didn't want to do that anymore, and his body wouldn't allow it.

If it wasn't for passing on what he had learned, he probably wouldn't want to live long ago.

The sores on his face tortured him all the time.

The little girl raised her head and asked, "Then can I move to the city?"

In the city there are delicious sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, sugar dumplings, and meat buns, but in the mountains they can only eat boiled wild vegetables.

The mud bodhisattva looked at the expectant little girl: "Grandpa's appearance is easy to scare people, so he can only live outside the city. But grandpa can promise you that when he passes by every city this time, he can take you in for a walk." , eat something delicious."

Suddenly, the mud bodhisattva raised his head and looked towards the sky.

There was originally a white cloud in the sky, like a giant dragon, but for some reason, a gust of wind suddenly appeared, and the dragon-shaped cloud was blown away.