Mixed martial arts: I am the best in the world

Chapter 200 Sorrow
Hong Qigong suddenly said loudly: "Prime Minister Wen, you are destroying the Great Wall! The national masters served the country and worked hard, which is why the Song Dynasty has risen today. By doing this, aren't you making your relatives happy and your enemies happy?"

"Wang Chongyang has established meritorious deeds, but that is not the reason for the Quanzhen Sect's misbehavior. Don't worry, the King of Song Dynasty is wise and powerful. As long as the imperial master can follow me into the capital, the king will definitely give him a lighter sentence." Wen Tianxiang's mouth twitched.

Of course he knew that Wang Chongyang was not at fault, but the Quanzhen Cult's crimes were too big, causing trouble in the palace. Who would dare to overturn such a crime? The key is that Wang Chongyang is the Quanzhen Cult's support. If Wang Chongyang does not die, the Quanzhen Cult will It cannot be eliminated, so Wang Chongyang must die.

"It's people like you who messed up our Song Dynasty. Huh!" Huang Yaoshi's face turned gloomy after hearing this. He couldn't stand people like Wen Tianxiang.

"You must be Huang Yaoshi! Why is your daughter with King Ming? She is also a female official of Ming Dynasty." Wen Tianxiang sneered: "Although it was Wang Chongyang who did it, I think your daughter seems to be very willing!"

"You." Huang Yaoshi was furious, his eyes bursting with flames, and he almost wanted to settle a score with Wen Tianxiang.

"What's the point of two fighting against one?" At this time, a sharp roar came, and Zhou Botong rushed forward, swinging out his fists, and the Kong Ming Fist went towards Zhu Shou immediately. He saw that Zhu Shou was the most ferocious.

"Seeking death." Zhu Shou saw it clearly, his palms turned into fists, and they hit each other hard. The sound of thunder sounded, like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, hitting Zhou Botong's fists hard.

"Great Demon Fist."

Wang Chongyang saw it clearly, with a look of fear in his eyes. He didn't know what the opponent's internal strength was, but it was correct that the move was the Great Demon-Suppressing Fist.

Zhou Botong retreated continuously. His fists were trembling, and the back of his hands was red, as if they had been burned. There were several footprints under his feet, deep into the deck.

"Junior brother, are you okay!" Wang Chongyang knocked away Wang Yangming's hand with both palms, and fell next to Zhou Botong, looking at his junior brother with some worry.

"It's okay, senior brother." As soon as Uncle Zhou finished his call, a mouthful of blood spurted out and his body fell backwards.

"Wang Chongyang, surrender!" Zhu Shou's eyes were cold. With Wang Chongyang here, it would not be easy for him to destroy the Southern Song Dynasty.Therefore, Wang Chongyang must die, even if the other party is a great master.

"You are definitely not a master of our Song Dynasty. Who are you?" Wang Chongyang looked at Zhu Shou with a look of caution on his face. There were so many masters of the Song Dynasty, but there was absolutely no one in front of him.

"It's the frog at the bottom of the well. We, the Song Dynasty royal family, have countless masters. How could you know that your Quanzhen sect has made a big mistake and you haven't surrendered honestly? Do you want to die?" Zhu Shou looked at him coldly, with the corner of his mouth. Showing a trace of disdain.

What's the use of having high martial arts, but not enough emotional intelligence, no matter how powerful he is, it has no effect. Wang Chongyang doesn't know what the officialdom is like, so he should be unlucky.

"Kill!" Zhu Shou's body turned into a fierce wind, and he swung out his palms to kill the opponent forcefully with his own internal strength.

Wang Yangming on the other side heard Zhu Shou's shouts and immediately knew what Zhu Shou was thinking. His figure was erratic, with a mighty righteousness, his palms turned into fists, and he hit Wang Chongyang's vest fiercely.

Wang Chongyang felt two forces approaching and felt desperate. He knew that although he had become an innate master, he was definitely no match for the two innate masters, not to mention that there was another one who was far above him.

"Don't hurt the Imperial Master." At this moment, a dragon roar sounded, and a vigorous figure broke into the fighting, clapped his hands, and came towards Wang Yangming to kill him.But it was Guo Jing.

"Jing'er, Huang Laoxie, come together." Seeing this, Hong Qigong rushed forward and used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Divine Palm to attack Wang Yangming from behind. When Huang Yaoshi saw this, he sighed in his heart. I can follow up.

"Get lost." Wen Tianxiang was cold and murderous in his eyes. These people in the martial arts world are indeed not good people. The King of Song has issued an edict, but these guys don't obey the edict. No wonder the Quanzhen Sect is bold and interferes with the imperial court. A bunch of people who deserve to be killed.

"Boom!" The vastness was overwhelming, and Huang Yaoshi suddenly felt a huge force coming towards his face. He was so pressed that he couldn't breathe, and an aura of death enveloped the surroundings.

Immediately, a long roar came, and his palms were smacked around. The shadows of the palms were fluttering and unparalleled, as if several mountains were sweeping in. It was the fifth level of Taohua Island's secret skill Qimen.

Under normal circumstances, such martial arts moves would be dizzying and one could only passively defend. However, Wen Tianxiang's awe-inspiring righteousness was what faced him, which was already innate.As soon as those mountains touched the innate righteousness, they melted one after another and disappeared completely. With his palms facing each other, Huang Yaoshi suddenly felt a huge force impact.

"Pfft!"

Huang Yaoshi's figure flew back and fell into the sea. Only two mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and then he saw the other person's figure disappearing without a trace.

"Huang Laoxie." Hong Qigong did not expect that Wen Tianxiang would use his killing move as soon as he came up, and easily knocked Huang Yaoshi away.

"You are so bold, you dare to disobey the King of Song Dynasty." Wen Tianxiang looked calm, put away his hands, looked at Hong Qigong very coldly, and said: "You are dressed as a beggar, I think you are Hong Qigong, a northern beggar, you also want to fight against the imperial court ?"

"Minister Wen, Wang Chongyang worked hard for the Song Dynasty. Doesn't the imperial court appreciate his contribution?" Hong Qigong took a deep breath.He was dissatisfied, but he did not dare to cause trouble, because he was not like Huang Yaoshi. Behind him was the Beggar Gang. He could not offend the court because of his momentary indignation, which would implicate the entire Beggar Gang.

"Hong Qigong, credit is credit, and mistakes are mistakes. You can't ignore mistakes just because of a little credit. If Wang Chongyang really realizes his mistakes, he will abandon his martial arts and wait for his fate. It will definitely not be like this." Wen Tianxiang said with a straight face. .

"Ah!" A roar came, and Hong Qigong looked, but it was Guo Jing who was knocked away by Zhu Shou's palm. His face was as pale as gold paper, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his eyes were wide open, showing an unbelievable look. Come.

"It's him, why is it him." Guo Jing stared at Zhu Shou's figure with an expression of disbelief.

"Jing'er, who is it?" Hong Qigong asked quickly.

"Jinger, don't say anything." Wang Chongyang, who was desperately resisting, suddenly shouted loudly.His voice was shrill, and his eyes were full of tears. He was also a fool. He couldn't tell in a short time when fighting Zhu Shou, but until now, he could still guess Zhu Shou's identity.

But the more this happens, the harder it is to say it.

One of our own actually colluded with the enemy to kill him.If this matter spreads out, will the Song Dynasty still have military morale?Will Song Wulin still support the imperial court in the future?
Wang Chongyang could hate Wen Tianxiang and others, but he could not harm the court or the army and people of the Song Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)