The blue sky is vast and the ocean is blue.

On the endless sea, a huge ship is sailing along the water. On top of the huge ship, figures stand tall and heavily guarded.

At this time, I suddenly heard a high-pitched eagle cry from the sky, piercing the air and rock, shocking the sky.

Looking for the sound, I saw a goshawk flying from the sky. When it flew over the giant ship, it suddenly turned sharply and dropped like an arrow.

Until it was caught by a hand.

It was a withered and skinny right hand with loose skin and flesh, as if it belonged to an old man.

He is indeed an old man.

The old man had a withered face and was sitting cross-legged in the bow of the boat. He comforted the goshawk, and then took off the letter tied to the eagle's feet. When he saw the secret message on it, his calm and peaceful expression suddenly changed.

changed.

"Um?"

"strangeness!"

The old man was wearing a black kimono, frowned, let go of the goshawk, and looked at the contents of the letter intently.

"A master from the Central Plains of China? It's interesting. He actually likes this small country. I'm really honored!"

The old man crumbled the letter and listened to his words as if the Japanese island country belonged to him.

He pondered for a moment and murmured to himself: "I don't know if it's a fight between cranes and clams, and the fisherman wins. There is a boxing god in the Wushen Jue Palace, and with Jue Wushen, I'm afraid there are few people in the world who can reach it.

, unless it is the Central Plains

The myth of martial arts is unknown, otherwise, who can be the enemy? Alas, the Central Plains Wuhua Tianbao, but the civil strife continues, there is such a vast territory, but the talented people are not as good as me in Japan, it is really a waste of natural resources..."

As the old man spoke, he stood up and put his hands behind his back.

"Fire Wolf, come with me!"

He ordered.

"yes!"

Inside the giant ship, five figures immediately flashed out.

"Let's go and see the weight of these so-called masters from the Central Plains!"

After saying that, the six people immediately got out of the huge ship, rode the waves, and rushed towards Wushenjue Palace without stopping at all.

The group of people rushed like flying, but before they got close, they felt a frightening and terrifying energy coming from the distance. Waiting a few miles away, they saw thunder and thunder in the sky. Everyone was frightened and looked at each other.

The old man also squinted his eyes and concentrated.

"You don't need to go in depth. I'll be there in person for this trip!"

He stretched his hands behind his back, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

Although the faces of the five people behind him had strange expressions, they did not disobey them and dispersed in various directions.

Only the old man was left watching the thunder that gradually dissipated.

"Who's winning?"

Sometimes, timing is often the key to the success or failure of something. If you want to achieve something big, you must choose the right time. The old man just wants to achieve something big, just like Jue Wushen. He also looks down on this small place, but

The difference from Jue Wushen is that he can endure, and he also knows the benefits of tolerance, and endures things that ordinary people cannot tolerate, so he became the emperor of Japan.

But now he can't bear it anymore. Jue Wushen looks down on Japan. Because of this, he can bear it and let it go crazy. So what if it's crazy. Such an arrogant and conceited person has high vision and low hand. Although his talent is amazing, in his eyes

But he is just a reckless man and is insignificant.

But now, these people from the Central Plains came for Japan. No matter how much he could bear it, he didn't want to be a lost dog. No one wanted to be a lost dog. What's more, he was still an unparalleled hero and a tyrant in the world. How could he be a lost dog?

See the thunder dissipate before your eyes.

The old emperor suddenly moved, and he was making plans in his mind. If both sides lose, that would be the best. Then he can take the opportunity to kill both sides in one fell swoop. He can also unify Japan and take Wushenjue Palace into his hands. But if both sides don't lose, he will

You really need to think about it.

In the blink of an eye, the old emperor had quietly sneaked into Wushen Jue Palace.

Along the way, he was surprised to find that countless ghosts were cleaning up the blood stains on the ground and disposing of the corpses in an orderly manner.

"Is it already over? He came too late?"

But the turbulent Qi deep inside made his heart suddenly move, and he went away after hearing the sound.

…

In the messy courtyard.

A man with a sinister face, narrow eyebrows and narrow eyes was glaring fiercely at the person in front of him, his flesh and blood, his biological son.

"Juexin, you want to kill me?"

This man was in his forties, with a slight beard, disheveled hair, and a wretched expression. He was dressed in heavy black armor and had sinister eyes, as if he wanted to bite Juexin into pieces, chew it up, and swallow it.

Juexin's face turned slightly pale. After all, his father was prolific in murdering people and was cruel by nature. He left a lot of intimidation. Today's confrontation felt a bit unreal. His eyes were shaking, but his demeanor didn't change much. He lightly

A low voice sounded, without any so-called father-son affection.

"Dad, you are wrong. I didn't want to kill you. At best, I just wanted to betray you!"

Jue Wushen had a sullen face, and he didn't even listen to what was said behind him.

"You dare to say I'm wrong?"

As arrogant as he is, he never allows others to question his right or wrong, not even his own son.

But now, it seems, it is the so-called father and son killing each other.

"I taught you martial arts? Are you worthy of being my enemy?"

Jue Xin smiled.

"I remember you taught me that people always have to keep some means and hide some back-up moves, even if they are the people around them or the people next to them, they have to be careful. I know you have mastered the killing punch, but what have I mastered? You know

What?"

Jue Wushen's eyes became colder and colder, and he became more and more cruel. He inadvertently looked at the four people behind Juexin. Each of these four people had their own quirks. Except for Po Jun, whom he was familiar with, the one of gold and iron

The terrifying big man with such a huge body was actually able to receive his killing punch without moving at all and not getting hurt at all. It was simply terrifying.

And that charming woman was able to kill all ten of his powerful ninjas in the blink of an eye.

Finally, there is the weirdo with one black eye and one white eye, who has not made any move until now.

"Don't look at them, they won't do anything. If you win, they might let you go!"

Juexin has slowly adapted to the current situation, and has adapted to the astonishing power in his body, as well as to the intimidation brought by Jue Wushen. His heart is transforming, imagining taking power and achieving hegemony.

Juewu Shen no longer spoke, but showed murderous intent in his eyes, stretching his muscles and bones, moving like a troll, and his footsteps made a dull and booming sound.

Juexin was also moving, his steps were brisk, he raised his hands, and in a flash, he was in front of Jue Wushen.

"court death."

Jue Wushen snorted coldly, stopped abruptly, stamped his feet, and the ground shook. He raised his fists, and a powerful force of energy immediately opened up.

Juexin sneered.

He raised his hands emptyly, and in his palms he suddenly saw two groups of obscure energy emerging, clinging and spreading, like two ferocious ghost hands. Jue Wushen's eyes suddenly widened, and Jue Xin had missed him.

.

Wait until it stops.

"Bang!"

Hearing the dull sound behind him, Juexin slowly turned around, holding a ball of bright red flesh and blood tightly in his hand. The flesh and blood was still twitching, and it turned out to be a heart.

A heart without God.

Looking at his own hands, Juexin was ecstatic...

And this scene was not only seen by Po Jun and the others, but also by the old emperor. He was standing on a cliff, looking at this place from a distance, looking at it in a daze, horrified, and finally with a sullen face.

But suddenly.

"Does it look good?"

A whisper suddenly rose in my ears.

The old man couldn't help but raise his hand and slap him with a palm, then turned around and ran away without thinking.

Then I heard laughter starting again behind me.
Chapter completed!