Wang Yue eyes without any mood swings "is it? Then I want to see you break my sword! "
Zhu Yuanzhang said contemptuously, "Well, let me break your sword today. I want you to know that a swordsman can never compete with the emperor."
Zhu Yuanzhang appeared an idea to suppress Wang Yuejian’s intention in the past.
"Huh?" Wang Yue felt Zhu Yuanzhang’s powerful mind and frowned slightly. "This powerful mind can actually compete with my sword, and even has a faint tendency to suppress my sword. But this idea is not made by Zhu Yuanzhang, but … it is transformed from fate. Is this public opinion?"
Zhu Yuanzhang’s lack of pre-repair can’t help his luck. He can passively protect himself when he is in danger. Now Zhu Yuanzhang’s martial arts realm is enough to help his luck to fight.
Fate is actually public opinion, and public opinion is providence.
The emperor is heaven to the people.
No matter how powerful Wang Yue is, a swordsman must retreat before God’s will.
"Wang Yue see me like to suppress you! Today is the anniversary of your death. "Zhu Yuanzhang’s fate is as strong as a flame, and Wang Yuejian’s intention is suppressed."
Zhu Yuanzhang flew to a palm press.
A huge palm shadow appeared on Wang Yue’s head.
"Hey!"
Strong pressure to the sword was shattered and the glass broke.
Wang Yue’s body seems to be locked up, and it is impossible to escape quickly.
"Is this luck so powerful?" Wang Yue is unwilling to stare at the virtual shadow getting closer and closer to the palm of his hand. "I don’t believe that the emperor is heaven!"
Zhu Yuanzhang roared, "Wang Yuezhen told you that the emperor is heaven!"
"Boom!"
A great earthquake shook Wang Yue and he fell to the ground.
A huge palm print appeared on the ground.
"Wang Yue!" Yellow girl cried in horror.
Zhou Zhiruo cried with tears in his eyes, "Brother!"
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the giant pit and sneered, "Wang Yue, I admit that you are a genius, even if compared with Zhang Sanfeng, it is not bad at all, but I am the emperor and whoever can threaten me will die."
"Click …"
There was a huge earthquake on the ground and a trench appeared, as if some monster were coming out of the ground.
Zhu Yuanzhang’s pupil shrank slightly and he was shocked. "It’s impossible that Wang Yue isn’t dead yet? Just that blow I but the strength and luck "
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise and a ten-foot sword shadow flew out of the ground.
When Zhou Zhiruo saw Wang Yue’s appearance, he suddenly shouted excitedly, "It’s great that you have nothing to do, brother."
The girl in yellow saw that Wang Yue had come out, but her breath had weakened a lot, and she was still in chaos. There was blood on Wang Yue’s mouth.
Obviously, Wang Yue was seriously injured with a palm just now.
"Bad Wang Yue was seriously injured" yellow girl worried.
Wang Yue has some confusion in his eyes.
Just now, Zhu Yuanzhang’s palm was really bad, and Wang Yue also recognized himself as a dead man, but he didn’t expect that at the end, he forced out his potential, and the seal was remembered in the deepest part of his mind, and the threat of death was even restored.
Wang Yue’s spirit is strong, and it takes a few breaths to absorb these unsealed memories.
"Ha ha ….." Wang Yue suddenly burst out laughing with tears in his eyes. "I finally know who I am, but it’s a pity that I’m still strong."
"Zhu Yuanzhang, do you think you really won?" Wang Yue said to Zhu Yuanzhang, "Even the people are angry. Today, I will let you know what an emperor who is angry and splashes blood in five steps is like an old photo!"
At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo and the girl in yellow found that Wang Yue had changed.
Chapter 3 Boxing
Zhu Yuanzhang’s face sank with a strong murderous look in his eyes. What is it that he took so much time to kill the great master fighters? I’m not worried about my country, but I’m more worried about being struck by the great master.