Chapter 66 The Power of Tai Chi

Chapter 66 The Power of Taiji

The Taiji map floated mysteriously in the sky. At this moment, it seemed that time was still, and the battle in front of the palace gate was distracted for a moment. These were already crazy. They just wanted to escape from the ascension of the bodyguards. Looking at the Taiji map in the sky, their reason was slightly clear. This thing put too much pressure on them, as if it was not a thin at this time. The picture is a huge mountain suspended in the sky, which will fall down at any time and smash them to pieces.

The expression on Deng Yan's face was a little stiff. Now Huajun makes him feel very uncomfortable. This weak man actually has such a deep Yangying cultivation. He grew up in the State of Zhou and is his biggest regret that he did not learn from the shadow cultivation of his home country Daxia. Now Huajun, a weak person, subverts the deepest pain in his heart, such as Why don't you let him hate? He was like the kind of miser who suddenly found that a long worker under him had more money than him. There was jealousy, but more resentment and hatred.

The blood-drip bronze sword in his hand trembled gently and said in a hateful voice, "Come on, kill him. If that picture is suppressed, we will all die."

These guards reached a consensus in an instant. This picture was too threatening them, and they raised their swords to kill Hua Jun, who was dedicated to printing.

Ji Lengfeng looked at Huajun in a daze. His body was surrounded by faint golden light and blue light, just like a fairy falling down, with indescribable majesty. Is this the real him? Because of the practice of Yangying, a large amount of qi and blood are moistened, so that the body is thin and weak. With cowardly simplicity and hot-blooded stupidity, he is really like a flesh-and-blood person now.

Her expression suddenly became firm, and her hand was a little tired because of slashing. She clenched the bronze sword in her hand again, split it, and forced back a bodyguard who wanted to pass by her. On her flawless face, the blood dripping from the sword flew away from the body of the sword and bloomed in the air. Red flowers are bloody and enchanting.

"Get out of here!" The blocked bodyguard roared, no longer caring about the princess who could only look up, and his men increased their strength.

Dang! The crisp attack was very loud. The bodyguard jumped the bronze sword in Ji Lengfeng's hand with one sword. They were really moved because of their lives. No matter how mysterious Ji Lengfeng's sword moves were, her strength was never as strong as these bodyguards.

The bodyguard seemed to forget that Ji Lengfeng was a beautiful woman or a noble royal princess. He cut diagonally with a sword. The momentum of the sword was moving forward without any pity, and he was about to cut off the red and pink skeleton.

Zhou Guo has always focused on health care. Although the folk customs are strong because of Changwu, this crisis broke out so fast that Lao Wang was not prepared at all. This is not only the planning of the Daxia Dynasty for decades, but also the skills of Tianshi, which is precisely because of this disaster that Zhou Guo began to use the power of Mr. Tianji.

However, in King Zhou's room, excellent people are like carp crossing the river. Lao Wang's younger brother Weiyang Wang Jiwu began to lead the Wang Wei army at the age of 16 and guarded the important land of Beijing. The heavenly dog ate the sun and stretched out his hands without seeing his five fingers, which made him uneasy. However, without the will of the palace, he did not dare to lead troops to Beijing, which was a felony.

But it does not prevent him from bringing his cronies alone. He brought these 300 cronies to Beijing. Sure enough, in a short time, the capital has become a pot of porridge. Ji Wu led 300 iron hoofs and ran wildly on the streets. Ji Wu rode a blood-red BMW. When he ran, his neck was hairy and sweating like blood. He sat alone on the back of a tall horse and wore a wide regular suit, like a graceful prince. This was not to calm the chaos, but more like going to a banquet.

In the narrow street ahead, there was a bloody*. A little girl in the middle of the street cried and sat in the center, looking innocently at the woman who had been killed lying in the middle of the street.

When King Weiyang saw that the girl was beautiful, her throbbing heart at the age of 16 made his eyes shine, the sword in his hand was thrown out, and the wind roared sadly, and the sword seemed to have great power. Poo! Poo! Killing several people, a blood mist burst in the center of the street. With a bang, the long sword was nailed to the doorrail in the distance, buzzing.

As soon as the blood-red BMW arrived, Wang Weiyang picked up the girl and put her on the horse and said, "You will follow me in the future." The girl seemed to be frightened by such a rough movement and the black cavalry behind her. She just cried on the horseback and did not dare to move at all.

Those who were not nailed to death by the sword saw a large number of black cavalry rushing in like birds and beasts, and fled quickly.

Three hundred cavalry ran in the capital, like a sudden thunder in the sky, majestic, and the smoke behind it was like a wolf smoke rushing to the sky.

Three hundred elite horses ran into the palace with the open gate. Ji Wu made a big gesture, and the cavalry in his hand separated tacitly and went everywhere to fight. Ji Wu immediately carried a man, but it did not affect the speed of the horse to rush straight to the gate of the second palace. Some scattered guards on the road were slaughtered by him, whether they were chaotic or not. His speed was so fast that he rushed straight by, and they were all separated by.

He saw the war at the door, but his horse speed did not decrease at all. He waved the sword in his hand. He believed that as long as he could slaughter the people in the light door with one sword, and then save his brother Wang, and made great contributions from then on. In the future, the whole kingdom will be his in a hundred years. Therefore, he will never allow rebellions and people to destroy his things in this country.

Although Hua Jun did not know what the use of this Taiji map was, he still firmly knotted the last knot. It seemed that he had not slept for several days and nights. His mind was extremely weak, and the qi and blood in his body seemed to have been squeezed dry. He fainted and was about to knock him down, but he was still strong. Holding to see how this Taiji map should be used, suddenly he climbed on something with one hand, which was so weak that he held her in his arms and barely stood.

Boom! Under the pressure of the fallen giant mountain, nothing could stop it, and dozens of bodyguards were crushed into blood mud. As soon as the king of Weiyang poured in, his ** horse was so fast that he rushed under the Taiji map. The power of the Taiji map shocked the king of Weiyang and pulled the girl in his arms to retreat quickly.

Boom! The whole palace seemed to tremble under the power of Taijitu. The upper body of the blood-red BMW was crushed into blood mud. Ji Wu was brushed a little bit by the residual power of Taijitu and immediately spit blood and flew out, declining on the ground in confusion.

At the moment under the pressure of the Taiji map, Hua Jun made a very bold action and held Ji Lengfeng in his arms to avoid her being crushed into blood mud. In fact, he didn't know what the use of this Taiji map was. He held Ji Lengfeng in his arms, just because the feeling of fainting was so uncomfortable that he wanted to find something that could support his body, and inadvertently chose an ally to change his choice.

Ji Lengfeng felt powerless at this time, not because of the still masculine charm in Hua Jun's thin body, but because the power of this Taijitu was too fierce. When pressed down, it seemed to be a landslide, and the shaking made her feel that she wanted to struggle to survive in the roaring waves. At this moment, death is so close that she has no doubt that her thin body will be crushed into a pool of blood mud. Can it be found by those palace people and then completely shoveled up? What words will stand on the tombstone?

Bang! Ji Lengfeng gasped heavily and calmed down the depressed breath on her chest. Suddenly, the straightness on her chest was held hard, which made her very painful and slapped Hua Jun's face. The gritted teeth almost swallowed Huajun alive and said viciously, "You scratched me." It's not that woman can say it, you dead face!

Huajun was slapped in his ears, and his weak body was about to fall down, but this slap also made him awake in an instant. The previous weak comfort in his hand made him feel a hundred times more energetic, but he couldn't tell what kind of comfortable it was.

Looking at the blood mud under a large pool of Taiji, Hua Jun suddenly felt that this scene was so cruel! Why did people who could still speak and move die like this, without shouting or movement? They were all raised by their parents. How sad it would be for their parents who loved them when they died! At this moment, Hua Jun found himself a soft-hearted person. Even if these people were killed by him, he would be sad and sad for them.

asked weakly, "I didn't kill these, did I?"

Ji Lengfeng still wants to slap Hua Jun. Is this still a man? With such ability, he should fight for the country. He is so cowardly, and he didn't even get angry when he hit him just now. He snorted angrily, and his delicate face was full of disappointment. He said, "You killed them all. They are treasonous and don't regret to die."

"But..." Hua Jun still wanted to refute, but he didn't know where to start, saying that they were all raised by their parents, but the people they killed were not raised by their parents. He doubted whether he was too weak, because the shadow Xiu paid too much attention to the single concentration of the state of mind, which gave him the power of a wolf, but the character of a sheep. Maybe Zhou's national style is more suitable for him! Practice martial arts and fight, and have a strong mind.

The national master stared at the tragic situation in front of the palace gate. The bloody mud may be his son. His son's voice and smile before his death suddenly echoed in his mind, as if questioning him why he did not let him practice Yang Ying, but practice this lowly martial arts. He wanted strength and wanted to be able to enter the big clan one day. In the pie, and then become an immortal, life is long-lasting, and you can enjoy it forever.

There seems to be a tiger roaring in his heart, trying to cut open his heart and take it to his son. Look! Son! It's not that my father doesn't want you to practice shadows. It's really that you are so excellent. Zhou Guo will pay attention to your every move. If you practice shadows will make you thin and weak, you will lose decades of crystal for your father.

He regrets it! He is now thinking about why he despised this boy. No matter how powerful his shadow is, if he kills him, his son will not die. He is bitter! He hates it! Now that kind of oppression makes him dying, just want to kill and revenge.

Hahaha! Hahaha! Hua Jun's father laughed happily. Although the man's son was not yet born, he was sure that his son would not lose to that man. At this moment, he seemed to remember the ordinary woman in his family. This was just a wrong combination. If the son did not die, he would have to go home and have a look in the future.