Zhuge Zheng's face froze.

When he looked down, he saw that there was a hole in his chest.

Su Qing was also surprised.

Because the hole was not made by him, Zhuge Zhengwo actually had a hole in his heart, a big hole. When his sword was about to fall, Zhuge Zhengwo had already opened the hole.

The sword energy just passed through. He was not hurt at all.

There is a shortcoming in the human heart, but Zhuge Zhengwo is not dead.

Not only did he not die, but he also used this hole as a means of attack.

Seeing that Su Qing's blow missed, Zhuge Zhengwo's amazing spear was backhanded and stabbed. Before he could succeed, Su Qing turned his fingers into palms and pressed his palms, and Zhuge Shenhou immediately jumped out.

He stood in the distance with a gun.

His eyes were condensed, and his face was solemn, as if he was about to sink his boat, and also as if he was about to display some earth-shattering and incredible magic.

He tightened his fingers, and the tip of the spear flickered like stars, shining brightly and catching people's eyes.

"A stunning shot!"

Su Qing took a deep breath, and suddenly made a move with his hands, two streams of light instantly flew up from the standing piano body, like a dragon circling, flying across the sky, and then landed steadily in his hand.

When the sword is in hand, it sings uncontrollably, like a dragon's roar.

"One move determines victory or defeat!"

Zhuge corrects my way.

Su Qing said softly: "Okay!"

As soon as the word "good" was spoken, Zhuge Zhengwo already held the gun in his hand and raised it. His eyes, which were full of vitality, suddenly seemed to dim. He was a little grayer, a little older, and his face seemed to have lost its luster.

But his gun is already trembling and vibrating. The cold light from the tip of the gun is emitting loudly, and the glare is even more dazzling. In this world, there is knife light, sword light, and gun light. And now, the stunning gun is bursting with light.

Incredible light.

Seeing that the opponent had not only used a lifetime of skills, but also his own energy and energy into the gun, Su Qing narrowed his eyes. He held the sword in his left hand and the knife in his right hand.

I'm just waiting to see what kind of blow Zhuge Zheng can deliver.

Momentum is building.

A wave of terrifying energy slowly overflowed from the tip of the gun, like a sea tide, and ripples spread out layer by layer in the air.

Su Qing took a deep breath.

But Zhuge Zhengwo had already picked up the gun, and then stabbed out this gun, which was enough to destroy everything.

The brilliance on the tip of the spear suddenly surged, like a blooming and extremely dazzling flower.

It's so stunning and beautiful that those who watch it forget their lives, but at the same time, it also brings an explosion.

Incredible explosion.

Even gunpowder is not enough to produce such a terrifying movement, nor does it have such a terrifying effect. Looking at the world, the Lei family of "Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall" and the Tang Sect in Sichuan, which are the most knowledgeable about manufacturing mechanisms, hidden weapons, and gunpowder, are absolutely unstoppable.

However, such terrible gunpowder cannot be produced.

The skyrocketing brilliance suddenly shrank and converged crazily, as if it had condensed into an extremely dazzling light spot, and then completely released.

This is achieved simply by using internal force.

Then.

"boom!"

The palace collapsed, not only collapsed, but also destroyed, collapsed, and turned into rubbish. The roofs and tiles were shattered, and the beams and pillars disappeared in the light like hot water pouring ice and snow. The corpses on the ground were like

He was instantly thrown into the smelting furnace and disappeared in an instant, not even the bones were left.

A huge mushroom cloud rose from the imperial city.

Immediately afterwards, terrifying air waves, carrying unimaginable destructive energy, impacted and dispersed in all directions.

The world is miserable.

The sky above the palace was gone, and it was all gloomy.

Everyone was running, but they ran too slowly. They were only hit by the air wave. Within a moment, the whole person seemed to be in a blazing fire. The flesh and blood all over their bodies were immediately scorched, and then turned into ashes in the screams.

An unimaginable explosion.

This is actually a martial art, a terrifying secret that can destroy the world.

Wherever the air waves pass, they turn into clouds and smoke.

It lasted for half a cup of tea.

The roaring in his ears gradually dissipated.

It's just that most of the entire inner city has been destroyed. The harem was shaken, and I don't know how many palaces were destroyed. The ground was in a mess.

Not even a single dead person could be seen within a mile of the surrounding area.

Chaos and riots.

And those who had retreated far away were now rushing towards the battle circle, as if they wanted to know the outcome of this battle.

When they came one by one and saw the scene in front of them clearly, they all gasped. In front of them, they saw a huge round pit shaped like the bottom of a pot, several feet deep, which was so scary.

And at the bottom of the pit.

Both ends are different.

A man was lying in the ruins. It was so tragic. Looking again, there was no intact skin and flesh on his body. It was as if he had been burned by a fire. His skin was torn apart. In some places, there were white bones exposed, and his flesh and blood were blurred, like

Some of them became corpses, and many of them became piles of rotten flesh, lying quietly.

Not far away were two swords stuck upside down.

Until a certain moment, this man who no longer looked like a human being suddenly trembled like a convulsion as if he had a nightmare, followed by a loud gasping sound, and with a push of his hands, the whole person turned over and jumped up.

As soon as he stood firm, he staggered back and staggered, as if he was drunk, but what came out of his mouth was a mouthful of bright red blood.

"Wow--"

Su Qing's seven orifices were bleeding now.

It's not that he can't block it, but that this move can't be blocked. It's also because the shot didn't hit him at all. It just lifted up and stopped in the air. It didn't even have to hit the enemy, and then the whole thing exploded.

Come on, the power of the explosion is enough to shatter everything.

I was caught off guard.

He is now bleeding all over his body and then healing.

Not long after, Su Qing's body was covered with blood scabs, and the wounds healed very quickly.

And opposite him.

Standing was an old man in a white robe with white beard and hair, holding a spear in his hand, his face silent and frozen, as if frozen or asleep, his eyes were wide open, staring at Su Qing without blinking.

His face was as pale as gold paper, and there was something sinister about it.

Su Qing also looked at it and frowned.

He walked over step by step without even trying. He already felt that the anger in his eyes was gone. This shot almost exhausted all the remaining strength, vitality, and spirit of his life.

It can almost be said that Su Qing withstood this move forcefully and did not fight back at all.

He reached out and closed Zhuge Zhengwo's eyes, but with this touch, Zhuge Zhengwo and the spear in his hand suddenly scattered like powder, leaving only a white robe falling to the ground.

The current Grand Tutor actually died of exhaustion.

"When else do you plan to see it?"

Su Qing looked at Guan Qi.

"Interesting, interesting!" Guan Qi laughed wildly, with wonder in his eyes as he walked towards this side, his aura full of excitement, getting stronger and stronger as he fought, his eyes shining brightly.

"I became famous in the world when I was just a teenager, and then became so powerful that I couldn't stop it. I even single-handedly created the largest gang in the world, the "Misty League". I have always pursued uniqueness in my life and work.

Even the martial arts you practice must be unique. Only your opponent. Ever since Wei Qingqing disappeared from the world, I have always regretted that I have never fought against him. I have never really regarded his disciples as opponents.

!”

"But you——"

What he said was simple and direct, strong and domineering, and his consciousness seemed to have regained consciousness.

"A unique opponent!"

It was at this time.

Suddenly, a person hurried over from the direction of the city gate. The person came to Lei Chun's side and said, "Miss, Su Mengzhen and the others have returned to the capital and are on their way to the imperial city!"

Su Qing laughed, looked back, and waved to Lei Mei in the distance.

Then he walked step by step towards the pile of collapsed palace ruins in front of him.

Until, a somewhat incomplete chair was dug out.

Dragon chair.
Chapter completed!