I will live forever in the martial arts world

Princess Pingyang was afraid that Liu Che's identity would be exposed, especially since there were two rare Xiongnu masters here, which would make it a hundred times more dangerous. If these two people knew that the Emperor of the Han Dynasty was this young man, they would become crazy and hurt Liu Che. Every penny is a major event that shakes the country. He immediately said:

"What Yang Xinhou means is what I mean. If anyone can defeat the Huns on the stage, I will not only give him the Huaiyin War Book, but also reward him with ten thousand gold!"

"I'll do it!" Li Ling, as the grandson of Li Guang, especially the personal guard who followed the emperor, could especially feel Liu Che's emotions.

Of course.

There was someone who was faster than him.

"I come!"

Suddenly, it was the black man Lu Aotian, who said in a deep voice:

"The martial arts of the Central Plains have a long history. Your Excellency has the masculine power of a Grandmaster. Defeating a Grandmaster-level martial artist is nothing. I'm here in Lu Aotian, and I'm willing to learn your skills."

"Brother Tian, ​​I'm with you!"

The moment Lu Aotian stepped onto the ring, White Hero Lu Fengming also stepped up closely behind.

Lu Aotian frowned: "Madam, this battle is different from the past when we fought against evil spirits and crooked ways together. There is no need to talk about fairness, as long as we kill the bad guys. This battle is about the battle between the Han and the Xiongnu, so let me It would be fair to fight him alone, otherwise, he would be defeated and there would be something to say."

After hearing this, Lu Fengming turned his head and glanced at the black horse tiger like an iron tower, and was convinced.

But she glanced at her husband worriedly and said, "Then be careful. This man is extremely powerful, so don't confront him head-on."

Lu Aotian nodded.

When Liu Che saw Lu Aotian walking out among the Han people, he couldn't help but look forward to it.

Princess Pingyang whispered to her: "The Black and White Heroes have been famous in the world for more than 20 years. The two black and white swords in their hands are from Black and White Xuanjian, the chief guard around Ying Zheng. The black sword kills, and the white sword kills. It is said that the sword can absorb the soul of the person killed, thus making the sword stronger. Therefore, even Daxia Lu alone is one of the top three masters among the great masters in the world. If a husband and wife work together, they will be Zhongliquan. It’s hard to be an opponent.”

Liu Che looked at Zhong Liquan.

Zhong Liquan did not deny it.

This is also the reason why he didn't take action first.

On stage.

Lu Aotian held the Xuan Sword in his hand and looked at the black horse tiger five feet away in front of him with a dull look.

The sword finger wiped the sword blade:

"please."

Heimahu grinned: "Okay."

this moment.

All the martial arts masters from the Central Plains in the martial arts conference looked at the stage attentively.

In an instant, due to the intrusion of two Xiongnu masters, this martial arts meeting turned into a battle of spirits between the two countries.

Regardless of whether they are masters of the good or evil sects, at this time, they are all on the side of the Han people.

"Master Lu, it's up to you!"

Xue Wanshan also looked at the competition solemnly.

boom!

The black horse tiger on the stage just grinned and rushed towards Lu Aotian.

Hooray!

In an instant, everyone present felt that with the movement of Heimahu, a thick smell of grassland milk appeared in the air.

Besides the milky smell, there was a burst of blood that caused ripples in the air to expand and spread out.

Heimahu was like a giant humanoid monster. He raised the two-foot-long iron staff in his hand and smashed it down on Lu Aotian's head with great force.

Woohoo!

Lu Aotian felt that the air was blowing in front of him, the sky was smashed, and the air was flattened.

A sword was handed out, but before the tip of the sword could take over, he felt the pressure spreading from it!

force!

Divine power!

Can't catch it!

This was Lu Aotian's first thought, and then, as soon as he stepped on it, his figure was like a thunderous thunderbolt, narrowly avoiding the iron rod that had a spread of ten feet and falling to the ground.

boom!

A deep pit with a radius of one foot was instantly created in the arena by this staff, and dust flew into the air.

Of course.

However, Heimahu instinctively felt a sense of crisis. Before he could move his body, he saw that Lu Aotian was almost five feet in front of him.

Between five feet!

Five steps of blood splatter!

This is the stunt that the black man Lu Aotian has become famous for. No one can survive within five feet of him.

The pupils of Heimahu's eyes shrank to a point. Before he could react, he instinctively held the iron staff in his hand to protect his chest.

However……

But he saw Lu Aotian's sword slash across five feet, and there was a hint of gold-breaking on the blade.

The sword broke through the iron and passed through the chest of Heimahu. Judging from the depth of the sword blade entering the body.

This sword directly cut open the two lungs of Heimahu!

"good!"

None of the Central Plains warriors expected that once the hero Lu Aotian came on the stage, he could decide the outcome with just one or two breaths.

However……

Just when everyone is happy.

Only Lu Aotian felt something was wrong, because after the sword entered the body, he clearly saw that the skin of Heimahu's chest was torn open, the bones were visible in the flesh, and even the internal organs were cut open and visible.

Not a drop of blood spurted out!

Questions flashed through my mind.

Immediately, I heard the deafening sound of a scripture in my ears.

"Aji Kinnara Le high heaven wishes..."

Lu Aotian didn't understand what it meant, but he felt that this musical chant seemed to contain extremely powerful vitality.

Visible to the naked eye, the terrible sword wound on Heimahu's chest healed instantly!

this? !

When Lu Aotian thought about this thought, he felt shocked and extremely shocked.

boom!

An extremely domineering fist seal was stamped on his body.

Hooray!

Suddenly, as if he was hit by a flying mountain, Lu Aotian's whole body crackled, more than a dozen ribs were broken, blood spurted upward, and he flew twenty feet away in an instant.

thump!

After falling to the ground, his vision went dark and he fainted.

Everyone watched helplessly as Mr. Lu slashed Heimahu's chest open with his sword, but was punched away by Heimahu instead.

They were all shocked.

Especially everyone looked at the wound on Heimahu's chest, which was healing bit by bit.

"His body is?"

Someone lost his voice and said:

"Won't he get hurt?"

That was one of the most powerful Black and White Xuanjian swords among the Eight Swords of the King of Yue.

The injuries caused can actually be healed in an instant.

"Brother Tian." Lu Fengming, the white knight, shouted when he saw this, and immediately ran over and hugged her husband.

Just a quick inspection revealed that my husband had never suffered such serious injuries before.

It was completely internal injuries caused by the shock to the internal organs caused by brute force.

Even the bones are cracked.

"Ah!" Lu Fengming screamed in grief and anger, took the Xuan Sword directly from her husband's hand, and rushed towards the black horse tiger on the stage.

"Nvxia Lu, wait a minute, don't be rash. Daxia Guo is no match for you, let alone you. If you and your wife are here at the same time, who will take care of your young master?" Xue Wanshan immediately stopped Lu Fengming.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

At this time, Black Horse Tiger held half of the iron staff in his hand and grinned at everyone:

"No one can fight."

Liu Che's face was ashen.

Princess Pingyang saw the truth about Heimahu's recovery and said in a solemn voice: "It seemed that Yi Zhixi was reciting a curse to Heimahu just now. I heard a curse like music. It should be Huyan Dapan's Kinnara Miracle Heavenly Skill is said to be able to use Wonderful Sound Heavenly Music to treat injuries, and there are many believers in the grasslands."

At this time, Zhong Liquan walked out in a deep voice and said: "I will deal with this Yi Zhixie so that he will not have the chance to recite the curse to Heimahu."

With that said, he walked towards Yizhi:

"I heard that you are a disciple of Hu Yandapan, the second master in the North Plains. You are a poor Taoist but not talented. You are also a disciple of Mr. Donghua, the second master in the Central Plains. Since you are friends with martial arts, I wonder if you are willing to fight with Pindao?"

"Zhong Liquan? I've heard of you." Yi Zhixie smiled slightly and said, "The fan in your hand seems to be quite powerful. Do you want to use it to catch me off guard?"

Zhong Liquan was shocked. The other party could actually tell that his cattail leaf fan was extraordinary at a glance, but his expression did not change: "Your Excellency, you have good eyesight. This fan was a gift from my master. It is a treasure I carry with me. If you don't mind, I don't need it." .”

Yi Zhi smiled sideways and said: "No, no, you can use this fan, because if you use this fan, then it won't be me fighting you, but the master will come here to fight you personally. .”

"Huyan Grand View?" Zhong Liquan's expression changed: "Is your master here?"

Princess Pingyang's expression changed even more.

They are not afraid of these two great masters, but if a heavenly being is here, she cannot help but not be afraid.

Yi Zhixie said calmly: "We came to Han today just for a fair showdown. If you insist on sending out the masters behind you, then I can also contact the master at all times to let you know the magic of Kinnara Miao Le Tian Gong." With this, the master can come and go anywhere at will, but I don’t know if the heavenly beings in the Central Plains can reach here with just one thought, so you can give it a try?"

As soon as he said this, Zhong Liquan looked at the cattail leaf fan in his hand and fell into deep thought.

If he doesn't use the cattail leaf fan, can he be sure to completely defeat the opponent?

At this time, Heimahu continued to laugh on the stage, pointing at Liu Che and the martial arts people one by one with his fingers as thick as a rolling pin:

"You little Han people are not even as good as the women in our grassland."

Little Hanren, this is a contemptuous name for the Han people by the Huns, which has been used for nearly a hundred years. It means the sons of the Han people, little guys.

"Who's going up?" Liu Che said through gritted teeth.

At this moment, nearly half of the people in the martial arts world held their breath because they saw with their own eyes the miserable situation of the top three great masters in the world, let alone some of their lesser masters.

Just when Liu Che was about to grit his teeth and appoint Li Ling to go up.

A young man's voice, extremely clear and with an extremely firm temperament, spread:

"I come."

Everyone looked.

I saw a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in ordinary linen, who jumped onto the stage, looked at Heimahu, and said:

"I'll beat you!"

Heimahu grinned and said, "Little Han man, what's your name?"

Wei Qing stood there and spoke calmly:

"The word "little Han" in your mouth is very unpleasant. I will defeat you and make you change your words. I will let you know what kind of man a Han man is, but the "little Han" in your mouth." (End of Chapter)