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Immortal Master Chapter 8 Enemies Meet

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    At this time, I had just recovered from the shock, but I felt that my condition had worsened a bit.  During the test that day, the gunpowder finally exploded and the sky collapsed. Although Zhao Ji was far away.  But he was still frightened and was short of breath. In modern terms, he was frightened and had a heart attack.  Now that I was frightened again, my lips were a little purple.  The imperial doctor was prescribing several prescriptions to soothe the nerves, and was still boiling the medicine when he heard another noise outside.  I couldn't help but be even more surprised.  He was almost frightened.  "What happened outside? Is there anyone rebelling?" Zhao Ji shouted feebly.  He has already moved to a side hall, surrounded by water and hundreds of guards guarding the place. Not even a fly can come in.  However, this palace is a bit smaller after all, and Zhao Ji can still vaguely hear the noise and gunshots outside even through the high wall.  Then there was another earth-shattering explosion, making Zhao Ji break out in a cold sweat again.  He almost hid under the bed in panic.  Not a moment later, the door opened, and someone came in hurriedly to report: "In the official family, some bad guys dared to assassinate Shang's father! Now the imperial army outside is fighting with those assassins" "What?" Zhao Ji was shocked: "What?  What kind of villain has such great abilities?" Seeing the chaos, the Imperial Guards all around swarmed over to protect Shang Fu.  At this time, there was a soldier who suddenly crashed into the ranks of the Forbidden Army.  Before the surrounding Forbidden Army had time to react, an orange-red light suddenly lit up on the man's body, and it expanded in an instant, covering the group of a hundred or so Forbidden Army.  Waiting for the flames of the explosion to dissipate, black smoke rose into the sky, and the entire Forbidden Army turned into corpses.  There were no bones left of the intruding human bomb. Even the dozen or so forbidden troops near the center of the explosion were blown to pieces and were reduced to human form.  "How could it be so powerful?" Wen Fei figured out the reason at this moment.  A huge danger immediately arose in my heart.  There was another big man in black who appeared out of nowhere and rushed towards Wen Fei.  This time, there was no imperial army blocking the way.  "Whoosh" But at this time, everyone was retreating and no one dared to stop him.  An arrow flew from the sky and sank directly into his throat.  The man didn't delay at all.  He immediately fell to the ground in anger.  Amidst the overwhelming panic around them, Wen Fei and his party quickly walked into the East Point Gate. Seeing that there was no more assassination, even Yue Fei breathed a sigh of relief.  Wen Fei stretched out a hand and gently pressed it into the air, but a bolt of thunder flashed out.  From the tower.  Someone just jumped down and was hit by thunder while still in mid-air.  There was a sudden flash of golden light on this man, and countless bay leaves turned into scrolls, surrounding him, and golden Sanskrit characters emerged one by one, flowing.  He actually vented the thunder.  "The ghost lingers!" Wen Fei sneered, it was this monk again.  It seems that he is really unlucky this time. Now that he has stepped into the palace and is protected by the emperor's dragon energy, Wen Fei can already use 50% to 60% of his strength.  ??Cunsi a little golden light, transferred into the heart, turned into a ball of red gas, flew out of Sunda from the base of the tongue.  The black ones are black clouds and black mist, and the red ones are fiery red flames. The black clouds and flames spread across the sky, and the jets turned into a black cloud that enveloped the red flames, wrapping the monk in them.  This is the method of destruction among thunder methods. It uses its own energy to transform into various external objects.  Evolved countless incredible magical powers.  Although compared to the divine power that directly interferes with matter, the level is much lower.  But this method uses this lower level power to turn into a more powerful attack and killing force.  The monk was wrapped in a ball of fire.  Qiang Zi rushed out, his body was completely blackened, and he looked like he had just rushed out of a fire scene.  Even the piece of Bay-leaf scripture was put away.  "Whoosh" Yue Fei reacted, and the iron bow in his hand was fully drawn again. The arrow was like a shooting star chasing the sun, and it was still spinning a bit just after it was shot.  Then, under the influence of the tail feathers, he regained his balance and shot towards Fan Seng.  This monk is the Xixia Emperor, a figure worshiped by the royal family. His killing skills have almost reached their peak.  There are very few weapons in this world that can hurt him, but under Wen Fei's gun, he was wounded several times.  When he saw the arrow coming, he immediately sneered. I was a little scared of that weird firearm.  What are these mere bows and arrows?  Do you think this is the Eight Bull Crossbow?  I thought in my heart, with a bit of contempt.  He reached out to grab the arrow, but he didn't know that Yue Fei was born with supernatural power and was taught by a famous teacher. Even the original owner was not satisfied with the bow with the power of five stones. When it fell into Yue Fei's hands, he just made the best use of it.  &nbsp"In the army, those who can shoot a three-stone bow and arrow are considered to have first-class arm strength."  There is really no place to reason with a freak like Yue Fei.  Monk Fan grabbed hold of the arrow with his big hand. Not only did he not catch the arrow, but he felt that his hand was burning and the palm of his hand had been worn out.  "No!" he yelled, unable to escape.  The muscles in his body were tense, and the arrow had already sunk into his shoulder, but sparks actually shot out.  It seemed that it was not shot into flesh and blood, but into stone.  It was at this moment that Heavenly Master Wen stepped forward and slapped the arrow with his palm.  The arrow that was originally clamped by the monk's muscles and could no longer be shot suddenly sank into the feathers.  The monk exhaled and his muscles squirmed, forcing the arrow out of his muscles.  A lot of granules sprouted from the wound, squirming continuously and quickly began to recover.  "Eh" Wen Fei said.  This monk seems to practice in the same way as Master Wen.  "Death," Fan Seng became fierce and smashed Wen Fei's head with both arms.  This arm looks like it is made of copper and iron, and it only needs to be hit.  80% to 90% chance of smashing someone's head into a rotten watermelon.  This guy probably has no intention of going back alive this time.  Otherwise, after the failed assassination on the long street, he would not have come to the palace gate again to assassinate.  He simply wanted to fight to the death with Heavenly Master Wen Da!  Yue Fei lost his iron bow and rushed forward with a loud shout.  The sharp Japanese sword slashed down, and those who surrounded Wei and rescued Zhao slashed at Fan Monk's head.  The monk didn¡¯t care, and seemed to want to die together with Heavenly Master Wen Da.  But if Wen Fei were not in this palace and was constantly restrained and repelled by the power of the Haotian Sea of ??Energy, the monk would still be in great danger to him.  But now, without luck suppression, this monk is not enough.  There was thunder in Wen Fei's palm, and he hit the monk's lower abdomen with his palm, sending the monk flying out and hitting the city wall heavily.  Even the city wall seemed to tremble, and a few wrapped bricks fell down, revealing the rammed earth inside.  "What a thief!" Yue Fei became ferocious and swarmed up with several of his comrades, using all kinds of weapons to attack the monk.  The Japanese sword struck him with a thud and sparks flying.  It seemed that what was being chopped was not a living person, but a piece of stone or steel.  "Crack" The Japanese sword in Yue Fei's hand struck Fan Monk on the head, leaving only a white mark on the monk's forehead.  However, the Japanese sword could not withstand the force and broke into two pieces.  Speaking of which, although this Japanese sword is extremely sharp, it is also good for chopping.  But it is too narrow and easy to break, so it is not a qualified battlefield weapon.  Yue Fei threw the Japanese sword away bitterly and shouted: "It looks good, but it's useless!" He rushed forward with his bare hands and punched the monk in the chest. There was a buzzing sound, as if he had hit a big bell.  ¡°His innate supernatural power, as well as the guidance of famous teachers, have made him strong and strong since he was a child.  In later generations, even the "Yi Jin Jing" passed down from the Shaolin Temple was passed down under the guise of Yue Fei's name.  It is said that this scripture was passed on to Niu Gao by Yue Fei before his death, and Niu Gao hid it in the Songshan stone chamber.  You should know that this Yue Fei's Kung Fu, which is both internal and external, can change the muscles and bones, and is extremely powerful.  At this moment, he lost his temper and hit the monk like a punching bag. He punched dozens of times at once, making a buzzing sound, as if he was beating a copper bell again.  Only then did the monk regain his breath. A large piece of his chest was smashed, and his bones were deeply sunken.  But as soon as the monk was inspired, he immediately returned to his original state.  The scalps of Yue Fei and others were a little numb. They had never seen such an invincible monster before, and they were all a little panicked.  But they heard Wen Fei shout: "Get out of the way!" Several people got out of the way as told, but saw Wen Fei slowly slap him out with his palm.  This palm seemed to be extremely slow, but with a burst of powder-like brilliance, it hit the monk's chest.  It was as light as swatting a mosquito, and didn't even make a sound.  But the monk howled in pain, and a kind of light shone vaguely between his eyes, mouth and nose, as if a large light bulb was inserted into his body, from the inside out.  of glowing.  Then, his body and skin everywhere began to glow with a silvery powder-like light.  This light obviously caused great harm to the monk, causing him to fall to the ground, screaming and rolling at the top of his lungs.  Even the people around him felt horrified and panicked when they heard the scream.  "Tie this man up," Wen Fei said calmly: "He must live. I will personally interrogate him later!" The servant who reported the news kept passing in news about what happened outside, but he did not dare to go out at all.  Regarding the Imperial City, I only heard about it and reported it from the banzhi imperial guards outside.  After being asked two more times by Zhao Ji, he naturally couldn't answer. Just as he was panicking, he sawFei put on his Taoist robe and walked over.  No matter how tight the guards were along the way, no one dared to stop Master Wen Da.  The servant was immediately overjoyed and shouted: "Father Shang is here!"
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