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"I did indeed kill your brother! However, he deserves to die! " His eyes flashed with a bright light: "If you are an animal, you will die just like that. If you want to kill me and take revenge for him, then come then, I also want to compete with you. As for what you want to kowtow and admit defeat, what do you think is worth killing yourself for?"

Are you worthy?

A single word was more than a thousand words!

Hong Yu was even more arrogant than he was!

Since he had already revealed his wisdom, there was no need for him to continue hiding!

In the face of Old 28 forcing him to come to his doorstep, if he was still able to avoid and retreat, he might really become a joke in the future!

"You! Sharp fangs! I am not worthy? I want you to die from my kneeling in front of you, while screaming in pain! "

Hearing this, a trace of anger appeared on Hong Anshan's face. He was so angry that his expression turned gloomy.

He never thought that the usually submissive Hong Yu would actually change from the way he was before and publicly refute his words. For a moment, he actually couldn't think of rebutting his words!

As his palm flipped over, it pressured the air and stirred up layers of dust, as if it was a giant seal that overturned the heavens, the Unparalleled Demon Mountain, as it rushed towards Hong Yu.

When this move was unleashed, there seemed to be a vague devil mountain covering the sky, causing the heaven and earth to collapse and the world to collapse. The terrifying power contained within it was enough to destroy the entire world.

Demon Mountain Scripture! The rain and wind did not move, as tranquil as a demon mountain! "The 28th Master actually used the famous martial arts from the Demon Mountain Scripture, Demon Mountain Seal!"

As he looked at the twenty-eighth prince's move, the boy carrying the sword behind him suddenly cried out in alarm, his eyes filled with horror. At this moment, he realized just how important Hong Yu was to him.

The palm print was like a demon mountain, able to turn the sky upside down and transform the earth into a demon. It was able to turn the vast world upside down, and it was the grand feeling of the Demon Lord.

Upon hearing the three words' Demon Mountain Scripture ', Hong Yu's mind was struck by inspiration as he suddenly recalled some of the scattered records in the contemporary wild history.

Legend has it that this absolute art was created by an evil demon from hell. Dozens of years ago, when the Great Flood Divine Dynasty was first established, that evil demon took advantage of the chaos in the world and escaped from hell to bring disaster upon the world. He finally provoked the wrath of the Hong Wu Emperor, led the army, killed the evil demon with his own hands and seized the « Demon Mountain Scripture ».

When he had first seen this record, he had only viewed it as a fantasy story. He had even mocked it for a while, thinking that the devils of hell were just nonsense!

He didn't expect it to be true!

This martial art fell into the hands of 28 years old.

Moreover, this evil demonic martial art had actually been cultivated to a state where it was reborn from evil, the mighty Emperor of the Righteous Yang realm!

"Demons are demons after all!"

Hong Yu's eyes flickered with an uncertain light as strands of light flew out. He cultivated the trillions of golden lances and awakened a golden lance particle. The aura around his body was like a peerless battle lance that stood erect in the sky, radiating sharpness.

His trillions of golden lance skill was a skill that allowed him to walk the golden lance of the great Dao and suppress hell itself. It would suppress all evil and demonic ways!

He was completely unafraid when faced with this huge palm that covered the sky and pressed down the heavens and the earth. He let out an explosive sound from the golden lance particles in his body, and with the support of a thousand pounds of strength, his body suddenly crouched down and became a horse, his fists raised up high like an emperor sitting on a throne of gold.

"Bam!"

The palm and the fist collided with each other, causing Hong Yu and Old Twenty-Eight to stagger backward. They stepped back continuously, trampling pieces of the one foot thick, sesame green stone floor to shatter, their feet sinking deep into the earth.

"How is this possible?"

"How is this possible? They were actually on the same level? He has already obtained the Zhen Wu imprint and stepped into the Spirit realm. He has even used the Zhen Wu imprint, his one hundred and eight acupoints have already opened six, six lines of Earth Terminus Qi have entered his body, and with the help of the Demon Mountain Scripture, which is ranked third in the Xuan Scripture, his strength will increase by six thousand Jin. Even among the spirit warriors of the same rank, he is definitely a small expert, yet he could not take down Hong Yu, the fool! "

The two swords opened their mouths wide, they could almost swallow an egg.

"Damn it!" The rumors were indeed true, Ol 'Nine had indeed taught you the long fist art of Hongwu, and he had even comprehended a tiny bit of the boxing intent of the Son of Heaven, reaching a high level of comprehension. However, the more outstanding your performance is, the more determined I am to kill you. No one will be able to save you! "

Hong Anshan felt the numbness in his arms and his face turned ugly. He never thought that Hong Yu would have such ability. He had comprehended a trace of the Heavenly Son Fist Art and forcefully received his Demon Mountain Seal.

Hongwu's Long Fist was the combination of Hongwu Heaven Emperor's Heaven's Fist Art and the God of Heaven's Fist Art. After reaching a high level and comprehending the Heaven's Son's Great Fist Art, it could even suppress evil spirits and evils. Hongwu's Long Fist Art was practically the nemesis of his Devil Mountain Seal, and even though it was ranked far below Hongwu's Long Fist Skill, it was destined to be suppressed.

When Hong Yu heard this, he didn't answer and was so happy that he misunderstood!

What he used was Hongwu's long fist, but he did not manage to comprehend the Heavenly Son boxing intent. He just came up with an idea and used the trillions of golden lances to stimulate Hongwu's long fist, but he never thought that it would actually produce a miraculous effect and take the blow from the Demon Mountain Seal instead of the Heavenly Son's fist intent!

The Son of Heaven sits upon the golden bell.

These words revealed the true meaning of the Emperor of the Son of Heaven. It was difficult to survive in the mountains when people said that it was easy to defeat the world!

Golden Chimes were mountains and rivers. If even mountains and rivers could sit still, how could they be afraid of the world collapsing and the demonic mountains turning upside down?

The Son of Heaven was able to rule over rivers and mountains, and the War God was even more so capable. He was able to rule over all things in the world, replacing the Son of Heaven's Fist Aura and striking out with the technique of the 'Golden Chimer.'

However, the trillions of gold spear martial arts was an unparalleled martial art. It could not be revealed even after one met its death. Now that the twenty-eighth brother had misunderstood it, it could actually conceal the secret!

He had already become the target of public criticism after killing Old Twenty-Eight. No matter how much patience he had to hide, he would attract the plotting of many forces. It was just as Old Twenty-Eight had said before, if they dared to lay their hands on him in the palace, it was not without the connivance of many powerful figures.

Facing the 28th brother, this powerful warrior of the Spirit realm was pressing on him step by step. If he did not reveal his strength, he was afraid that he would be crippled.

It was like nurturing a Gu, and even secretly supporting the many princes and families to participate in various battles. Although he had gone into a rage because of the fall of the twenty-ninth elder, his attitude was still ambiguous, and even until now, he did not have any plans to help Hongyu ascend to the throne. It was not like he did not have any plans.

According to the rumors and the records in the Martial Scripture Index, Hong Yu could roughly guess that the cultivation of the Great Celestial Emperor was already proficient in all sorts of methods. He was a true expert in martial arts, and everything in the palace was likely impossible to escape his senses.

Hong Yu guessed, perhaps the 28 th prince in front of him was his father's test. If he lost the fight, then he would die, and the chaos would subside, but if he could display a glimmer of light and attract the Sky Emperor's attention, then he might not die, but rather, there might be various benefits waiting for him!

Hong Yu was extremely familiar with Emperor Hongwu's nominal father.

People said that in a day and a hundred days, Hong Yu's mother once had a one-night stand with him, and even gave birth to a child for him. She also did not see him provide even half a strand of protection for Hong Yu's mother, and even allowed him to be forced to death by the empress! Moreover, to Hong Yu, his son in name, he had never done anything to fulfill any of his father's responsibilities, forcing Hong Yu to pretend to be crazy and play the fool.

He was making a huge bet, betting with the Great Celestial Emperor, whether he would be able to see the 'Heavenly Son Fist Aura' that he had displayed, supporting him!

If he didn't express his strength, if he didn't gamble, then he would die!

If he displayed his strength, perhaps there was still a chance for him to survive. Why didn't he go all out?

"I trained in martial arts to establish my ambition. I didn't even hesitate to cultivate the Demon Mountain Scripture, which is a method to slaughter longevity and gather the demonic path of the White Bone Devil Mountain. I did it for the sake of achieving the most powerful martial arts. Right now, I'm just a fool in the Mortal realm. How could I be stopped by him?"

The 28th Brother looked at Hong Yu's silent face and the rage in his heart surged. As he grunted, his nose actually spat out six streams of dense black baleful qi that revolved around his body. He roared, "Sword, come!"

"The sword is here!"

The two sword disciples shouted together. The two swords in their hands flew out of their scabbards with a 'clang'. The six streaks of infernal energy split into two and split into three, attaching themselves to the treasured swords.

In an instant, the glow of two treasured swords exploded!

On the two treasured swords, thunder and lightning flashed. As the sword Qis circulated, the dense coldness moved steeply, yet it gave one the feeling of cutting through all living things.

Looking at the abnormality on the two swords, the twenty-eight Hong Anshan let out a burst of unbridled, wild laughter, "You are just a Mortal realm fool, an ant-like existence. How can you fight against me? I have already become a powerful person in the Spirit realm. I have the Spiritual Martial Force imprint and even opened six acupoints, containing six streams of Earth Terminus. I can use Earth Terminus to ride on the sword and injure people a hundred steps away.

These two treasured swords of mine were forged from the essence of lightning that was extracted by a great divine ability during the tribulation of the eighth brother's Martial Ancestor Realm. They are known as the Thunder Slaying Sword! When combined with my Demon Mountain Scripture, the positive and negative are one. When combined with the yin and yang, your Great Martial Arts, what can you do to me? "

"Die for me!" With a furious roar, Hong Anshan controlled the two Thunder Slaying Swords and transformed them into two sword beams. They tore through the air and let out a sharp screech. One above and one below, they blocked all paths, wanting to mince Hong Yu into mincemeat!

"Hmm? "Not good, the twenty-eighth brother has already used Qi to control the sword to reach a higher realm. Outside of one hundred steps, there is no damage anymore. He is already a legendary martial artist, there is no way to resist him!" Seeing this, Hong Yu immediately thought of the swordsman assassins that were recorded in Ye Zhixiang. They had fought for a hundred thousand miles, and had killed people thousands of miles away.

He never thought that Hong Anshan would actually have such a legendary method!

Danger!

Danger!

Danger!

At this moment, his heart was in his throat!

The trillions of golden lance martial arts that were deliberately concealed were also raging in his body. It stimulated his qi and blood to the point that the golden lance particles were about to appear!

Suddenly, from afar, there was a burst of loud singing and the sound of footsteps could be heard.

"Clang!"

The treasured sword let out a mournful cry and fell to the ground. Hong Anshan's six streams of infernal energy were also frightened and immediately fled back into his body.

With a stuffy groan, Hong Anshan actually spat out a mouthful of blood. He was undoubtedly hit by the dust and sand on his flying sword, and his body suffered a backlash.

Just as he was about to erupt once again, a shrill voice suddenly came from the distance. It was the old eunuch who was singing loudly, "The Emperor has arrived!"