boom!

Xia Yunmo took a step forward, raised his arm, and then suddenly pressed his palm down.

As the palm was blasted out, one force after another immediately emerged and rushed towards the surroundings. The palm force was like the surging river water, continuous.

In an instant, the Qing soldiers in front of them immediately turned over and screamed in pain.

But there were Qing soldiers coming around, constantly coming.

This is the palace, and the situation is special now, so at least tens of thousands of Qing soldiers are stationed.

Not to mention ten thousand Qing soldiers wearing armor, swords and swords, even ten thousand pigs, they would have to kill people.

Xia Yunmo didn't want to delay any more. His body was like a green cloud, passing through the eaves and shooting towards the center of the palace.

The imperial guards shouted and chased after him, but they ate ashes behind Xia Yunmo.

Although the superiors issued a death order, they tried their best to hold back the rebel Xia Yunmo's pace.

But after seeing Xia Yunmo's martial arts, except for the few loyalists of Oboi, how many others are willing to die?

Of course, even if they try their best to chase, it is difficult to chase.

"Ao Shaobao, we meet again."

After several breaths, Xia Yunmo stepped into the Ganqing Palace and saw Aobai again.

Obai sat above, with a dragon and a tiger squatting, and dozens of big masters surrounded him.

Some of these masters were selected from the palace, while others were promised wealth and honor by Oboi and recruited into the palace. If placed in the world, they were considered first-class experts.

But at this moment, he couldn't stop retreating, and a nervous look appeared on his face.

What they were facing at this time was Xia Yunmo, the world's number one master.

"Thief, today is your death." Oboi sneered, his beard stood up like a lion, and his arm waved: "Shoot!"

Bang bang bang bang!

Fire snakes hiding in the dark erupted, and smoke spread, making continuous explosions, like muffled thunder.

It's a musket!

It turns out that the so-called Shenfeng Army is a musketeer.

In order to deal with Xia Yunmo, Oboi had already established a musket soldier. He had asked his guards to hold Xia Yunmo away in order to let this team of Divine Front Army hide in the dark and kill Xia Yunmo by surprise.

Unfortunately, the mysterious light shone with all its brilliance, and Xia Yunmo had already seen the situation inside and was prepared.

Moreover, the threat of firearms in this era is really limited, and no matter how fast or power is, it is even less than that of the hidden weapons inspired by martial arts masters.

The only advantage is probably that ordinary people can use it. Once there are too many muskets, it will be enough to become a terrifying army.

Xia Yunmo's robe was whirling like a flowing cloud, wrapped in ammunition, and then his arm was shaken, and he heard a continuous puff sound. The projectile was rolled back and shot into the Shenfeng Army. For a moment, screams and wails continued.

Xia Yunmo flew out, snatched the long sword of a big inner master, and slashed at Obai with one sword.

Obai saw a sword light pouring down from the nine heavens, brilliant and gorgeous. Then, when his neck hurt, he no longer had consciousness.

...

Regent Obai is dead!

The news immediately spread from the capital to all parts of the world.

The King of Heroes, who had not taken action for a long time, entered the palace alone, as if in a state of no one, regarded all troops as nothing, killed Oboi, and finally hung his head high on the flagpole of the city tower.

In addition to Obai, many Qing Dynasty generals, including the capital, were unable to escape the palm of the King of Heroes, and were damaged in the capital, causing panic.

This time, people once again saw the hero's peerless force.

The northern area fell into unprecedented chaos in just a few days, and all the generals were anxious and afraid that the King of Heroes would take their heads off.

At the same time, the Xiawang Army came to the forefront, and the Qing soldiers could only respond hastily, and the two sides launched a "fever" battle.

In the next month, the siege of the city was so smooth that it was unimaginable. Wherever the Xia Wang Army went, the Qing soldiers surrendered on a large scale, opened the city, and the people greeted each other, which was so smooth that it was incredible.

A few days later, a group of military generals and civil officials submitted a letter and asked Xia Yunmo to wear a yellow robe.

Xia Yunmo agreed and called on all ministers to discuss the country's name.

Three days later, Xia Yunmo ascended the throne in the capital and became emperor, establishing the country with the title "Wu" and the yearly name "Xie".

Use martial arts to determine the country and govern the world with harmony.

...

In the palace.

Xia Yunmo sat cross-legged, his five hearts facing the sky, and the true energy in his body was boiling.

Hula! Hula! Hula!

The sound of the turbulent flowing water suddenly sounded. This was the sound of flowing water in the palace, with no rockery around, and where was it?

And this sound was not elsewhere, but it was made from Xia Yunmo.

His true qi and blood turned into the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, and the vast ocean, surging and flowing in the meridians of his body like rivers, colliding and stimulating each other.

The next moment, Xia Yunmo suddenly opened his eyes, and endless divine light burst out in his eyes.

And in the eyes, there are two different feelings. The pupil on the left is like a torch, a burning sun, which makes people dare not look directly at it.

The pupil on the right is as cold as cold water, as the full moon in the sky, lonely, high and cold as ever.

And in Xia Yunmo's body, it was even more surprising.

A ball of cold and hot energy was condensed above his dantian, constantly swallowing and spitting out the essence of heaven and earth.

"The eighth floor after the day."

Xia Yunmo breathed a sigh of relief.

To this day, he finally reached the eighth level of acquired heaven, abandoning the Ren and Du meridians, and all the meridians in his body are connected.

"Fighting makes people progress, and there are also a huge amount of resources, both of which are indispensable."

In this world, Xia Yunmo is no longer invincible. It is unlikely that he can fight against evenly matched masters and promote his own martial arts to go further.

But one enemy is not enough, then ten, hundreds, thousands...

The process of group battles is also a rare experience.

And he can reach 80% of the acquired nature so quickly, in addition to fighting, he is also inevitably accumulating resources.

Now he is the Lord of the Nine Five, and no matter how precious the world is, he can get it at will.

In fact, two months ago, he was able to enter the eighth level of acquired nature, but he suppressed his strength and continuously absorbed a large amount of resources. When he piled up the seventh level of acquired nature to a place where he could no longer move forward, he finally broke through.

It is really unimaginable that he can use the resources of a dynasty to fulfill a person's unique martial arts skills. Now his foundation is profound.

Now his strength may be truly qualified to compete with the innate masters.

However, this is not without its disadvantages.

After this, ordinary treasures of heaven and earth were not of much use to him.

In addition, he has another gain.

Xia Yunmo was calm and calm, but the momentum on his body erupted. This momentum was domineering and arrogant, looking down on the people, as if he was high above the emperor, overlooking the clouds and mists of the world.

Xia Yunmo raised his arm as fast as he was slow, spread his five fingers, and then slowly pressed down.

This seemingly slow pressure seemed to be pressing down, but it seemed as if the whole sky was pressing down. The palm was so high that people sighed.

The palm force suddenly erupted, and a solid wood table not far away immediately shattered.

Mo Er!

This is the second martial arts created by Xia Yunmo.

In martial arts, the lower ones guard the shape, and the upper ones guard the spirit. If there is no spirit, the shape will naturally not exert much power.

If you learn other people's martial arts and carefully study them, you can cultivate "God".

But if you create your own unique skills without any training or personal experience, it is difficult to create "god" moves.

Xia Yunmo's "Mo Yi" can also be called another name, Xiaoyaoyou.

This was created by him through several worlds and his own mental experiences. "Mo Yi" is like himself, unrestrained and changing thousands of times, and is for the sake of Xiaoyaoyou.

As for this move, "Mo Er", it was created by his experience of controlling the world's power in the past few months and becoming the Lord of the Nine Five. It is a move that dominates the world.

Perhaps, he can also be called "Son of Heaven".

However, this palm, like the "First Finger of Qiankun", also needs to consume energy and spirit.

Xia Yunmo touched his chin and suddenly an idea came up, which was to combine the "first finger of the universe" and the "Son of Heaven".

The "First Finger of the Qiankun" is a blow that condenses the meaning of heaven and earth, while the "Son of Heaven" is the ultimate human way. If they can be combined together, it is equivalent to the three intentions of "Heaven, Earth, and Man" being used together, then this martial art will be even more amazing.

Unfortunately, he has not even achieved great success in the "First Finger of the Qiankun", let alone other things.

"Fortunately, these three months have not been wasted, and several goals have been completed."
To be continued...