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Chapter 230 Vigorous Dragon Mace, Divine Sword Jue, Sword Smile Xuanyuan

Sima Huang's grave.

It's an ominous-sounding name.

Who in a normal person would name a tomb?
His real name is Sima Ping, and his childhood life was just like his name, unremarkable and as plain as water.

However, when he went out to visit his relatives one time, he encountered bandits looting, and seeing the bandits slashing and killing with knives, Sima Ping felt a strange joy.

When the blood spattered on his face, Situ Ping couldn't suppress the pleasure anymore. He felt that this was the most fun game in the world, and he joined the "game" without hesitation.

Under the horrified eyes of the bandits, Situ Ping beheaded his biological parents with a knife, and carried the heads to play a "game" with the bandits, as if a magic star was reincarnated.

The bandits were so frightened that they forgot to loot or silence them, and fled back to the village in a hurry.

After tea time, a boxing expert passed by, looked at the bloody Situ Ping, and mistakenly thought that he was frightened by the killing of his whole family, so he accepted him as his disciple.

Situ Ping learned martial arts very quickly and became a master in just a few years, but he was always depressed.

Master thought he wanted revenge, spent some time to find the original cottage, took Situ Ping to the cottage for revenge, and killed all the bandits.

Unexpectedly, during the killing, Situ Ping awakened the desire for death in his heart. After killing the bandits, he immediately waved his fist to invite Master to join the "game".

After killing his master, Situ Ping traveled around in the rivers and lakes, looking for the true meaning of death, until he met Zuo Wu Wang and was defeated by Zuo Wu Wang with his peerless martial arts.

King Zuo Wu knew what he was thinking, promised him the most violent death, and subdued Situ Ping.

Since then, there is no Situ Ping in the world, only the head of the thirteen murderers - Sima Huangfen!
Now, this crazy lunatic stopped in front of Tie Shou, full of arrogance and killing intent.

"Four famous arresters, Iron Hand!"

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to die!"

Sima Huangfen let out a roar, and swung his fist at Iron Hand's chest and abdomen. The strength of his fist was insolent, domineering, vigorous and surging. With just this one move, he was worthy of being a master of boxing.

Blocking the punch with an iron hand, he asked curiously, "If you want to die, why don't you commit suicide?"

Sima Huang's grave said: "I didn't expect that the most difficult iron hand of the four famous arresters would be so ignorant."

Iron Hand: "Am I stupid?"

Sima Huang's grave said: "Life and death are fundamentally two different things. My pursuit of a violent and shocking death does not mean that I hate existence. This cannot be confused!"

Speaking of "death", Sima Huang's grave turned out to be serious, solemn, and full of piety.

It seems that there is a god of death in the world, and Sima Huangfen is the most devout believer of this god.

Tie Shun said: "And then?"

Sima Huang's grave said: "In this world, everyone has prejudices and misunderstandings about death. They are just ordinary people, and their short-sightedness makes people sick."

Sima Huang's grave looked crazy: "Death is actually not terrible, because death is not only the end of a life journey, but also the beginning of liberation of the body and soul and sublimation to another realm."

"From the first time I came into contact with death, I was fascinated by the sacred breath of death, and I discovered that there are such touching and exciting things in the world!"

"My name is Huangfen, because I don't need a coffin, and I don't need to be buried in the ground for peace. Exposing the corpse to the wilderness, and dying a good death is the end I pursue!"

As he told his story, Sima Huang's aura became more and more frenzied: "So, Iron Hand, either you kill me today, or I kill you!"

Tie Shudao: "Tombstones and cemeteries are expensive, and I, a small policeman, can't afford to spend that money. The tomb is inappropriate, and the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice is your final destination."

Before the words were finished, the iron hand had gathered its consistent magic skills and blasted out a big banner wind and cloud palm.

Tie Shou obtained the true inheritance of the internal skills of the Iron Blood Daqimen and Zizaimen, and their skills are unfathomable. A pair of iron arms smashed gold and broken stones, and punched out everything without breaking it.

The force of the palm blasted out, like a wall of copper and iron, as if lifting a wall and crushing it towards Sima Huang's grave.

Sima Huang's tomb was overjoyed when he saw Liexin, and immediately used the lore that he had learned all his life - three strikes to death!
Little RIP!
The strength of the fist instantly converged into one, and all the violent killing intent and death energy gathered in the fist.

In that instant, Sima Huang's tomb seemed to have changed into the plain Sima Ping he once was.

Tie Shou knew in his heart that this was not because Sima Huang's grave was lacking in strength, but that he was actively restraining his true energy, and what followed would definitely be a storm-like onslaught.

"boom!"

Amidst the crackling sound, Iron Blood's domineering palm was shattered by a punch, and the punch hit Iron Hand's abdomen.

The iron hand fell from the waist and fell from the horse, and he stopped his figure abruptly, and then changed his body and method, urging a masculine, majestic and vigorous aura.

Majestic and powerful!

Sima Huangfen slammed his fists at the iron hand, but he felt that the iron hand was extremely hot when he hit the iron plate, and his arm was even numb from the shock, and then he became even more excited.

Such a strong person can give him death.

A battle at the pinnacle, a vigorous death.

Tie Shou backed away a few steps with his strength, followed by a dodge and flew to the side of Sima Huang's tomb, and punched Sima Huang's tomb under the ribs, sending him flying ten feet away.

Fierce fist with bare hands - ten miles of thunder!
"One punch for one punch, no one will let anyone else!"

"Well said, take another punch from me!"

Sima Huangfen let out a roar, and punched again.

Three strikes to the death—great relief!

The strength of the fist is completely different from the previous one. Not only does it contain strong rage and killing intent, but it also has a strange chicness, as if it has really been liberated.

Sima Huang's grave was smiling, and there was a sense of sacredness, as if an eminent monk detached from the world, seemed to have obtained both body and soul sublimation.

Regardless of whether his idea is unreasonable or not, at least it proves that he really has such an idea in his heart, instead of deliberately talking nonsense in order to show power.

Tieshou has seen countless lunatics and many murderous people in his life, but this is the first time he has encountered someone like Sima Huangfen who regards death as a belief.

It is not Yama, Jiazi Taisui, Judge, Black and White Impermanence, Taibai Jinxing and other murderous gods.

These people are nothing more than representatives of death, or executors of death, who are just completing tasks, and Sima Huangfen is a true believer in death.

Tie Shou even thought that the guy named "Black Death Emperor" in Li Jinyu's nonsense fairy tales when he was a child might be Sima Huangfen's pursuit.

When a normal person encounters a lunatic like Sima Huangfen, he may be too frightened to use his strength.

But Sima Huangfen's opponent is Iron Hand.

No matter what kind of lunatic, the iron hand chooses to use this pair of iron fists to smash them to pieces in an upright manner.

Fierce fist with bare hands—burning the sky and cracking the earth!
"boom!"

The two fists clashed together, and the extremely strong dead air and the scorching heat of the thunder and earth erupted at the same time, covering a radius of tens of feet by the force of the fists, turning everything into ruins.

The terrifying power of the fist was tumbling freely in the air, and those with weaker internal strength would be strangled if they approached ten feet.

Sima Huangfen and Tie Shou had a frenzied duel, they exchanged tens of hundreds of punches in the blink of an eye, the two pairs of fists didn't hold anything back, they just confronted each other head-on.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Amidst the violent collision sound, a figure was blasted out of the smoke and dust. Looking intently, it was Sima Huang's tomb.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Sima Huangfen was knocked down to the ground, and rolled for an unknown number of times in a row before he let go of the iron hand's punch.

However, with this series of onslaughts, several of his bones have been broken. Even though he feels very happy in his heart, it is difficult to gather too much strength.

With a big wave of the iron hand, he threw out a special multi-ball trapping rope, tied the rope to Sima Huang's grave, and then flew forward, sealing dozens of acupuncture points on his body.

After capturing Sima Huang's grave, Tie Shou heaved a sigh of relief, took out a bottle of medicine, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Among the powerful enemies that Tie Shou has encountered in his life, Sima Huangfen is not the highest in martial arts, not the cruelest, nor the most difficult, but it is really a headache.

In particular, although this person is insane, there is no problem with his intelligence, his reaction is extremely fast, and his mind is clear.

How could such a person come to die at will?

Even if he really pursued death in his heart, dying in this kind of place would not be called grandiose.

"Sima Huangfen, what is your purpose?"

"Guess? If you kill me directly, no matter what purpose I have, I will be gone after I die!"

Although Sima Huangfen was captured, he didn't feel any fear. For him, neither torture nor death was enough to shake his heart.

On the other side, the imperial guards were raided.

If you think about it, you will understand that Tie Shou is one of the guards of the imperial guards. If it is not a surprise attack, how could Tie Shou chase him out alone? Isn't this a dereliction of duty?
Although Tie Shou was drawn away, there were still three masters in the imperial guard, Li Yuanfang, Zhui Ming, and Leng Xue.

Zhang Huan, Li Lang and the other Qianniuwei army leaders, although their martial arts are not very advanced, but they led the Qianniuwei to form a siege, and the iron sticks were like tigers and tigers, and their power was quite impressive.

After drawing away the iron hand, the enemy planned to continue to divert the tiger away from the mountain, but Di Renjie saw the trick and ordered Qian Niuwei to form an formation, ignoring any provocations.

To deal with enemies who don't know the depth, the iron barrel formation is the best choice. This formation may not be successful, but it will definitely not make mistakes. Compared with the masters of Di Renjie's side, if they do not make mistakes, it is already a victory.

It only needs to delay for a quarter of an hour, and Long Wuwei's three thousand elite soldiers will arrive. No matter what kind of expert assassin, facing the siege of the army, he can only choose to retreat.

Of course, they will not retreat, nor will they use refueling tactics, and immediately send out elite groups to charge.

The enemy was dressed in purple and held a steel knife. He was a snake spirit who had been silent for a long time. The leader was dressed in a black robe, with an iron mask, and held a long sword.

This person took the initiative to report the number and called himself Viper.

Li Yuanfang stepped forward to fight, and fought dozens of moves with Viper Sword and Sword, but it turned out to be a dead end.

No matter how sharp and swift Li Yuanfang's sword is, it can't hurt Viper even a little. No matter how light and dexterous the Viper's sword is, it is difficult to break through layers of sword nets.

Just as the two were fighting fiercely, there was another burly figure in black, who raised his hand in the big handprint of Heisha.

The Heisha Mahamudra is a unique technique handed down from the esoteric sect. It is not only extremely masculine and powerful, but also contains terrifying poisonous power. Ordinary soldiers are powerless to resist, and they can only use their legs to meet the enemy in pursuit of their lives.

Immediately afterwards, several powerful enemies arrived.

Wearing a bamboo hat on his head, holding a miaojiang scimitar, the Miaojiang swordsman Mo Sangei is as fast as lightning.

Holding a long spear, charging into battle, the top gunman who is invincible, the disciple of Changshan Jiuyou Shenjun, "people are thousands of miles away, guns are in front of us" Duguwei.

Holding an iron umbrella, Zhang Xuao, the "Iron Umbrella Talent" with a handsome face and a rather thin appearance.

Of course, these people are all wearing masks and covered in black robes, and their identities can only be judged by martial arts.

There are many masters in the imperial guards, Qianniuwei is brave and good at fighting, but facing the siege of the snake spirit and the thirteen murderers, he can only form an formation to protect himself, and has no strength to fight back.

At such a critical moment, Di Renjie didn't show any fear on his face, instead he appeared calm and composed.

"Boom!"

Under the carriage that Di Renjie was riding in, a big hole was opened, and a short, strange man in black armor who looked like a pangolin came out.

This person's name is Sun Bugong, he is good at digging holes to escape from the ground, and he is a notorious flower picker.

The other flower picking thieves all have profound lightness skills, but this one is famous for his escaping from the earth, and his life is even more carefree than Tian Boguang, Yun Zhonghe and the like.

Di Renjie was wide and fat, probably heavier than the three Sun Bugongs, but to Sun Bugong, this weight was nothing. He could even grab Di Renjie with one hand and quickly dig a hole to escape with the other.

"brush!"

Steel Claw grabbed Di Renjie, as long as this blow was successful, prosperity and wealth would be at his fingertips.

But Sun Bugong seemed to have forgotten that this tall and fat prime minister had also fought against enemies when he was young.

"Om~~"

Accompanied by a melodious voice, at some point in Di Renjie's hand, a four-foot iron mace appeared.

When Sun Bugong's steel claw touched this mace, it broke into dozens of pieces in an instant, and the fragments were shot back and pierced Sun Bugong's body, adding more than a dozen holes to him.

Hyper-Dragon Mace!
Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi bestowed on Di Renjie the divine weapon.

Made of meteoric iron as the main material, it is indestructible but indestructible. The hand guard is a pulley, which can make a crisp and pleasant sound when turning the pulley.

Firstly, by using this to break the psychedelic spell, even the illusion of the Demon Sealing Clan can be broken by this.

Second, you can find the flaws in the enemy's weapon, and then aim at the flaw with a hard blow, the enemy's weapon will be damaged, and the fragments will shoot back at the enemy itself.

Back then when the Fengmo clan ravaged Chang'an, Di Renjie and Yuchi Zhenjin joined forces to handle the case. Yuchi Zhenjin used the Dragon Mace to kill the master of the Fengmo clan, the Nether Magic Knife.

Times have changed, and although the Kanglong mace does not have the authority it once had, it is still the top magic weapon.

Di Renjie's martial arts are not too high, especially when he was unjustly imprisoned by Lai Junchen and suffered a lot of torture, [-]% of his martial arts were abolished.

Most people think that Di Renjie no longer knows martial arts and is just an ordinary old man.

But they seem to have forgotten that Di Renjie is also proficient in medical skills in addition to his political ability. Since he can heal other people's diseases, why can't he heal himself?
The injuries on his body have already been cured, but because of his high position and authority, he has never had the chance to do anything.

Now that Sun Bugong took the initiative to deliver it to his door, it would allow Mr. Di Ge to move around and lose weight a little.

Killing Sun Bugong with one mace, Di Renjie looked into the distance, knowing that the enemy's temptation was about to end, he coughed lightly, and asked a master to make a move.

When the prime minister goes out, how can there be no masters around him!

Accompanied by the sound of explosions, a mighty and majestic figure, holding a black iron sword, slammed a sword at the distant figure with the big black handprint.

The sword energy poured down like the Nine Heavens Milky Way, and it flowed like the water of the Yellow River. It was obviously the sword energy falling straight to the Nine Heavens, but in this person's hands, it can only be described as "Boom"!
Because it really is boom!
Nine days of thunderous bombardment!

The shooter - Yan Nantian!

Compared to when he was escorting the mission, Yan Nantian's injuries have been completely recovered, and the hidden injuries in his body have also fully recovered following the peak of his wedding dress magic skills.

It's just that there are still obstacles in my heart, so I haven't been able to break through the last step.

But even so, with his peerless fighting spirit, superb swordsmanship, and magical wedding dress skills, Yan Nantian is also the top master in the world. Even if the mere thirteen murderers strike together, they are definitely not the enemy of Yan Nantian's sword.

The person who used the Heisha Mahamudra, whose real name was Guan Haiming, was good at the esoteric "King Kong Mahamudra" and was widely known as a hero in Jianghu, and his reputation was not bad.

It's just that this person valued friendship too much, and was deliberately favored by King Zuo Wu, so he had to pay back the debt of favor.

Pay off the debt, pay off the bones.

No matter how many heroes he has in Jianghu, he is nothing more than a cold-blooded and cruel executioner now.

To this kind of person, how could Yan Nantian be soft in the slightest, the sword qi did not show any mercy, as long as he was honest, Guan Haiming would be torn to pieces by the sword qi immediately.

Just at this moment, a sword aura like the Nine Heavens Milky Way rises in the distance, the sword aura is like ethereal Lingbo, full of immortal aura, it forcibly blocks Yan Nantian Divine Sword.

The person who made the move was a woman in white.

It's none other than Xiao Qingfang, the elder sister of the Snake Spirit!

Yan Nantian shouted: "Okay! A certain family has been waiting impatiently for you, a person who hides his head and shows his tail!"

But Xiao Qingfang said: "Now is not the time to confront you to the death, besides, you are just a reckless bastard, what qualifications do you have to confront me?"

Yan Nantian sneered and said, "Today, I'm a reckless idiot, and I want you, a big man, to splatter five steps with blood!"

Before the words fell, the Excalibur came out again.

Just now, the sword energy was still reserved, but now Yan Nantian went out with all his strength, and the air instantly became extremely hot. He was like an erupting volcano, and the sword energy was hot lava, and it was like a thunderbolt from the nine heavens.

Excalibur Jue-Sword Guides the Sky!
The magical skill of wedding dress and the body of mixed elements make Yan Nantian's energy and spirit merge into one, harmonious and flawless. The whole person is like a small world, and everything can be self-sufficient.

This is a unique idea and a unique perception, a road that no one has ever traveled.

Yan Nantian walked on this road, groping forward alone, he didn't care whether the road ahead was bright or not, and he didn't care how many thorns there were. He just wanted to use his sword as he wanted, and he only wanted to make powerful moves heartily.

Xiao Qingfang sneered, raised the sword in his hand, and swiped lightly in front of him.

The sword qi formed a moat in front of him, no matter how swift and violent Yan Nantian's sword qi was, or how it exploded, he could only rush forward, but could not get even half a step closer.

It seemed so, but in fact Xiao Qingfang cursed her secretly.

Xiao Qingfang relied on forceful tactics to protect herself, and originally planned to use her strength to retreat, but she didn't want Yan Nantian's strength to return to one, so she didn't have any strength to borrow from her, so she could only bear it silently.

But Yan Nantian's strength is getting stronger and stronger, if he continues, he will definitely lose if he keeps it for a long time.

Xiao Qingfang's eyes turned cold, and he raised the sword in his hand, and the sword energy poured towards Yan Nantian like stars and moons.

Sword laughs at Xuanyuan!

(End of this chapter)