The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

Chapter 1530



Vol 2 Chapter 1527: Heinous (One More)

“Who are you! Hurry up and let me go, don’t let me destroy your whole family!”

The blood race Taoist, Daoxuan opened his eyes and saw a strange young man sitting on a chair, looking at him with a scrutiny, and smiled wickedly.

In his eyes, the young man on the chair didn’t have a trace of infuriating energy, he was just an ordinary person, and this kind of person could be killed casually.

“You have a great tone.”

The young man is none other than Yang Zheng.

Here is the living room of the Wanjia mansion, and two blood races are lying on the ground. The one named Daoxuan had woken up, and the other named Isengard had not woken up yet.

“Big breath? Haha! You are an ordinary person, I can crush you to death! Boy, if you are sensible, quickly untie the rope, I am in a good mood, and I can make you my blood descendant!”

Daoxuan laughed wildly.

In this regard, Yang Zheng just smiled lightly.

He has seen many arrogant people, and the most unqualified and arrogant person should be this blood race Taoist in front of him.

If it weren’t for the true qi in this Dao Xuan body, and Baihu Qiusheng’s true qi, which were of the same origin, he would have slapped it to the core, and he would not even be eligible to enter the reincarnation.

“Where did you get the exercises you practiced from?”

Yang Zheng opened his mouth.

“Gong method? Humph! Lao Tzu’s exercise method is none of your business! Boy, hurry up and untie Lao Tzu, or when Lao Tzu regains his strength, he will slap you to death!”

Doxuan, sneered.

“Snapped!”

In the next second, he was slapped on the face!

His face was swollen and turned into a pig’s head!

At this moment, Daoxuan was stunned, stunned!

“I rarely hit people.”

Yang Zheng raised his right hand and slapped it out again.

“Snapped!”

Although his hand didn’t really hit Daoxuan’s face, a slap mark appeared on Daoxuan’s face instantly!

The other half of Daoxuan’s face was also swollen, and his head looked more like a pig’s head!

Daoxuan suddenly lost his temper, he knew that he was wrong, and underestimated the young man in front of him! The young man in front of him is not an ordinary person at all, but a master, a peerless master!

Back to Basics!

Must be a master of returning to the real world!

Beside him, Isengard, who was lying on the ground, quickly opened his eyes, and then closed them again!

He was frightened!

This young man is actually so powerful, he is even more powerful than the Prince! So, keep playing dead yourself!

“Where did you get your exercises from?”

Yang Zheng spoke lightly.

“A little beggar! I snatched it from a little beggar! More than a hundred years ago, in the Qing Dynasty, I saw a little beggar in a ruined temple. The little beggar looked nervous at the time, as if he was hiding. What, I found it! The little beggar was hiding a kit, I grabbed the kit, and found a trick in the kit!”

Daoxuan, honestly, responded quickly.

“Where’s the little beggar?”

Yang Zheng frowned.

He originally thought that this Daoxuan was the inheritance of Zuo Yan, Baihu Qiusheng’s teacher, and the rest of his disciples.

It turned out that this Daoxuan grabbed it.

“I don’t know! I grabbed the kit at the time, found Dao Jue, and was deeply attracted by Dao Jue! When I raised my head, the little beggar was gone!”

Daoxuan, Dao.

“Really? I don’t believe it.”

Yang Zheng shook his head.

As he said that, he raised his right hand and pointed at Daoxuan’s brow. Daoxuan let out a miserable howl, and his soul was directly captured by Yang Zheng!

“Humph!”

Yang Zheng couldn’t help but look cold when he searched for the primordial spirit of Daoxuan.

Daoxuan, he really lied!

He not only robbed the little beggar, but also killed the little beggar! And in the process of cultivating Dao Jue, he also used the method of evil cultivation, which has harmed no less than a hundred people!

Moreover, this fellow, in the late Qing Dynasty, once joined the forces of the evil faction and murdered the Chinese compatriots!

This man should be killed!

Damn this man!

This man is unforgivable!

“You, there is no afterlife.”

Yang Zheng opened his mouth, his voice extremely indifferent.

“No! Master, let me go! I’ll change! I can change! I’ll be your servant! Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me!”

When Daoxuan heard this, his face changed greatly, and he frantically kowtowed to Yang Zheng.

“You should apologize to the ordinary people you mutilated, not me.”

Yang Zheng, with an expressionless face, pinched it with his hand, and the primordial spirit of Daoxuan was wiped out!

“puff!”

Daoxuan, the flesh spurted out a mouthful of blood, his pupils instantly enlarged, and then his head tilted, and he died!

“Why, are you still pretending to be dead?”

Yang Zheng raised his right hand again, and Daoxuan’s body turned into nothingness. His eyes fell on Isengard, who was pretending to be dead.

“what?”

Isengard exclaimed, opened his eyes, and bowed to Yang Zheng: “My lord, spare your life! Your lord, spare your life! Although I am a blood clan, I have never sucked the blood of ordinary people! The targets of my blood sucking are all Bad guy! My lord, you can search my memory! I don’t lie!”

Isengard, seeing Daoxuan being killed in an instant, was shocked at this moment, for fear that Yang Zheng would kill him with a slap.

“You, go back and tell your vampire prince, if the vampire queen Lilith is also on earth, let her come to see me.”

Yang Zheng, with a wave of his hand, Isengard was beaten into a bat, and then flew out screaming.

With a slap, Isengard directly crossed most of the world, from China to Europe! ..


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