Copying the heavens begins with Tianlong

Chapter 116 You guessed it right, I betrayed you

People are not stained by the world of mortals, the world of mortals stains people by itself.

Wuming let go of his hatred, but as a martial arts legend, he was destined to be targeted.

In the plot of Fengyunyuan, whoever comes to the Central Plains will target Wuming first.

Now that Wuming has arrived in Japan, the old emperor will naturally not let him leave easily.

Although the world will be at its peak and no one can control it, no one can say whether there will be accidents or variables.

An old man like the old emperor would not just focus on the present. He knew very well that opportunities were reserved for those who were prepared, so he naturally had to eliminate some threats in advance.

"Swish swish~"

Some of the ghost Rakshasa who were completely subdued threw ignited thunder and fire bombs.

If these thunder and fire bombs explode at close range, ordinary innate masters will not be able to withstand them.

After all, warriors in the Fengyun World are also mortals. Unless they are extremely skilled physical practitioners like Jue Wushen, whether they are innate or celestial beings, if they do not dodge or use their true energy to defend, they will still die if they are stabbed by a sword.

With Wuming's skills, it was not difficult to avoid these thunder and fire bombs, but Po Jun, Jue Xin and Duan Lang did not watch indifferently. They all activated their sword energy and palm strength to intercept them.

"Boom~"

After an explosion, Wuming rushed out of the encirclement, but was injured by the explosion and looked disgraced.

"Wu Ming is indeed Wu Ming. Even this can't kill you."

Seeing this, Juexin clapped his hands, and several ghost Rakshasa came over leading a carriage.

On the carriage was an iron cage wrapped tightly in black cloth, which exuded a chilling murderous intent.

Juexin opened the black cloth and saw a strong white-haired man inside who was locked by fist locks. Due to years of torture from the fist locks, his meridians had become skewed, bulged and twisted, and a lot of weird muscles had grown.

This person is none other than Jue Wushen’s senior brother—the god of boxing!

Decades ago, there was a very prestigious sect in Japan called Quanmen Zhengzong.

The leader, Terasawa Kenichi, accepted three disciples, the eldest disciple Kawaga Take, the second disciple Quan Dao Shen, and the third disciple Zeunosuke, also known as Zeue Wushen.

The god of boxing is extremely talented in boxing. After practicing boxing for a year, he has mastered the authentic essence of boxing. His martial arts training qualifications can definitely be on par with Wuming, a myth of the Central Plains.

He can be eccentric and violent.

Not only did he kill Kawaga Takeshi, he also let his son Quan Chi eat Kawaga Takeshi.

After turning against his master, the boxing god and his son Quan Chi lived in seclusion in the barren mountains in order to practice higher-level boxing. At that time, he was already the number one boxer in Japan.

A year later, Terasawa Kenichi decided to reunite with the boxing gods before he was released.

Unexpectedly, Kenichi Terazawa drugged the wine, and together with Zeunosuke, they attacked the god of boxing and subdued him.

However, Jue Zhisuke did not kill the god of boxing, but locked the nerves of boxing with his fists and imprisoned him in the boxing tomb. He wanted the god of boxing to watch the success of his dominance.

In the end, Jue Wushen performed the traditional master-killing talent of the island country, poisoning Kenichi Terasawa, and turning the master's power into his own Wushen Jue Palace.

But the god of boxing has been imprisoned, and his heart is full of hatred.

Originally, Wu Ming did not come to Japan, which was the old emperor's trump card against Jue Wu Shen. Now that he is using it to deal with Wu Ming, it is not a vain plan.

Juexin said: "Uncle, this person is Wu Ming. If you kill him, His Majesty the Emperor will let your son Quan Chi go."

"it is good."

The boxing god had long wanted to challenge the martial arts myth of the Central Plains, so he immediately agreed, shattered the iron cage, and launched a fierce offensive against Wuming.

Although he has been imprisoned for many years, the training of the boxing god has not stopped. Instead of decreasing, it has increased, and he has reached the realm of boxing gods.

On the other hand, Wuming had consumed a lot of his energy in the previous battle and was injured by thunder and fire bombs. Suddenly, he was in danger.

"Fist the Void"

The martial arts god didn't say much. He just punched out while still in mid-air.

The fists roared like thunder, and the murderous aura swept over him like rolling waves.

This punch went towards Wuming's head. It was so powerful and ferocious that even an iron ball, let alone a human head, would be flattened by one punch.

The tyrannical and terrifying murderous intent made some of the surrounding ghost Rakshasa feel like their breathing was stagnant, and some of the ordinary soldiers guarding the city felt their hands and feet become weak and collapsed to the ground. Wuming used the "Ming Dynasty Moment" in "Inexplicable Sword Technique", stopped still, put his two fingers together on the sword, and shot out sword energy straight towards the throat of the boxing god.

The boxing god turned his body to avoid the vital point, but the skin of his neck was still scratched, and a shallow blood mark appeared.

And under the bombardment of the boxing god's fist, a large pit of about ten meters was made on the ground.

Wuming turned over and landed on the ground, looking at the place filled with smoke and dust. He moved the clouds to see the sun with one move, and the sword energy roared across.

An iron fist blasted out, shattering the sword energy and causing a strong blast of wind.

"Do you really want to chop off my head?"

The boxing god touched the blood on his neck, put it in his mouth, and showed a ferocious smile.

At this moment, Lin Yaodong suddenly rushed out and punched the side of the Fist God's face. Under the powerful force, the Fist God's protective energy shattered, and then the whole head exploded, leaving a headless corpse. Flying far away with blood and brains.

"Hey, Wuming, we meet again."

Lin Yaodong, who had returned to his human form, was dressed in a black dragon robe and holding a gold and black iron fan. He was spotless, as if he had just swatted an annoying fly to death.

Looking across everyone present, Lin Yaodong looked in Juexin's direction: "The farce should be over."

"You...are you Li Feiyu?"

Communication in ancient times was backward, but it also had its own intelligence department.

Nowadays, all the major forces in China, and even some overseas forces, have portraits of Lin Yaodong, just to avoid provoking untouchables.

Juexin had seen Lin Yaodong's portrait and recognized the person, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Lin Yaodong did not answer Juexin.

Duan Lang, who was behind Juexin, suddenly took action and pierced Juexin's heart with the Fire Lin Sword.

"Duanlang...you..."

Juexin seemed to be in disbelief. Duanlang had clearly been struck by his equanimity seal, so how could he escape from his control?
Po Jun on the side felt surprised and a little confused about the situation.

Duan Lang pulled out the Fire Lin Sword and kicked Juexin to the ground. He said with a proud smile, "That's right, Juexin, you guessed it right, I betrayed you."

Juexin pointed at Duan Lang and wanted to say something, but was decapitated by a sword energy swung by Duan Lang.

After dealing with Jue Xin, Duan Lang glanced at Po Jun and clasped his fists at Lin Yaodong: "Gang leader, my subordinates have lived up to their orders. Both Jue Wushen and Jue Xin have been killed. Please give me instructions, Gang Leader."

"Destroy Zhaowu and level the Japanese martial arts world. From now on, you will be the leader of the Yingzhou branch."

Lin Yaodong's calm words decided Japan's fate.

His eyes swept over Po Jun and Wuming, as well as the surrounding ghosts and raucous soldiers.

"Noisy."

With a calm word, Lin Yaodong waved the iron fan in his hand and performed a simplified version of Alluring Love.

To be more precise, it is love for seven generations.

I saw a ball of light rising into the sky, exploding in mid-air, and turning into a majestic sword light that scattered to the ground.

Whether it was the Oni Rakshasa of Wushen Jue Palace or the soldiers guarding Kyoto City, they were all pierced by the sword light that shot down between their eyebrows.

In an instant, thousands of soldiers lost their lives.

The scene suddenly fell silent!
Po Jun and Duan Lang were extremely shocked, and their bodies could not help but tremble slightly.

Although Duan Lang had seen Lin Yaodong use Allure of Love, back then Lin Yaodong used an unparalleled sword, and its power was far less powerful than it is now.

Thinking that if those sword lights attacked him just now, I am afraid that he would not be able to escape death.

"Ugh!"

Wuming sighed: "The lives of Japanese people are also lives, why would Gang Leader Li..."

Before Wuming could finish his words, Lin Yaodong chuckled, and the iron fan in his hand suddenly hit Wuming's face, causing it to swell and knock his teeth out.

"Have I given you any shame? If you keep nagging me, your legs will be broken."

(End of this chapter)