"Yang Shenting, this technique was taught to me by an expert from our Tianwu Dynasty. Today I will let you have a taste of its power."
Above the sky, hundreds of Dongfang Su made sounds together.
The momentum is quite huge.
Yang Shenting was shocked.
It was taught by an expert from the Tianwu Dynasty?
Could it be that there are still unknown masters in the Tianwu Dynasty?
at this time.
Hundreds of Dongfang Su have already taken action.
Every figure took action with a drunken fist posture.
They all attacked Yang Shenting.
Yang Shenting roared and waved the black spear.
But when the spear was swung out, Dongfang Su in front of him suddenly changed his figure and easily avoided the black spear.
Yang Shenting was startled.
It's this amazing skill.
Dongfang Su seized the opportunity.
For a while.
All the figures changed simultaneously.
Virtual and real!
True or false!
Moreover, every figure's moves are strange and unpredictable, and there are no clues.
This is the subtlety of Drunken Master.
There are no traces of the moves at all, and no flaws can be found.
Yang Shenting was dazed for a moment and could only chop at random.
pity.
Dongfang Su, who had used Wanxiang Drunken Fist, was destined to be invincible.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
One after another, fists struck from all directions.
Yang Shenting was unable to defend himself.
In an instant, he received many punches.
Although the power of these fists is not too great.
But there are too many of them.
Yang Shenting was soon beaten to the point of vomiting blood, and he was defeated and retreated in a desperate state.
puff!!!
Another punch.
Yang Shenting was punched in the chest, blood spurted out, and his breath plummeted.
After this punch.
Dongfang Su did not take any further action.
All the figures in the sky disappeared in an instant.
Only Dongfang Su was left standing with his hands behind his back.
"You lost!"
Dongfang Su said calmly.
Yang Shenting wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked up at Dongfang Su.
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Although very reluctant.
But at this moment, Yang Shenting also knew very well.
I have already lost.
Even if he still has the strength to fight again, he cannot be Dongfang Su's opponent.
If we insist on fighting, we will only lose more people and suffer more serious injuries.
"I lost."
Yang Shenting also simply gave up.
Although as an emperor, it is not a glorious thing to admit defeat in public.
But the emperor also has the mind of an emperor.
There is no shame in admitting failure.
Being unwilling to admit failure is the real shame.
Besides.
Dongfang Su has always been nicknamed the strongest emperor of the Seven Southern Wilderness Kingdoms, and his name as Martial Emperor also comes from this.
There is no shame in losing to Dongfang Su.
"Very good, then it's time for your Xuanyuan Dynasty to fulfill your promise."
Dongfang Su said.
"Can."
Yang Shenting had just finished speaking, but the conversation changed.
"But I have one more condition."
Dongfang Su's face darkened.
"You have already been defeated by me, how dare you negotiate terms?"
Yang Shenting smiled.
"Who said you can't negotiate terms if you lose?"
Dongfang Su felt helpless for a while.
Who made Yang Shenting also the emperor?
Even if he loses, he still has the capital to negotiate terms.
"What do you think."
Dongfang Su asked.
"I want to meet the master you mentioned!"
Yang Shenting said directly.
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Su was startled at first.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought this guy had some conditions.
It turns out to be this.
But Dongfang Su really didn't dare to agree easily.
After all, Ye Qingyun is an expert hermit.
Although Dongfang Su thought he was familiar with Ye Qingyun.
To be continued...