Jiang Dali's burly and majestic figure stood as tall as Mount Tai at the door. Because his body was so majestic and astonishing, it almost completely blocked the entire door, blocking the sunlight from outside the house, making him look like a black cloud covering the sky. The majestic shape gives people a strange feeling of looking up at the mountains.
The three people in the room were all terrified and did not dare to move rashly. The monk who was full of blood smell locked his eyes with lightning on Jiang Dali. They felt that the movement of the leader of Black Wind Village was like lightning, and he was faster than expected. Quickly, he appeared from the door openly without giving him any chance to move.
"King Bingjian, you, haven't you already gone to the imperial mausoleum, why did you return so soon?"
Zhu Yunwen stared at Jiang Dali, his heart beating hard and his eyelids trembling.
"Ha ha!"
Jiang Dali shook his head and smiled, like a tiger pacing slowly in his territory. His cold eyes scanned the three people in the room and sneered, "Your Majesty, you say you have grown up, but in my eyes, you are still immature. That's great. You can arrange for someone to deliver the message to the king at the imperial mausoleum, but I can also arrange for the eunuch to deliver the message to you, and only convey the news that the king wants you to know."
"you!"
Zhu Yunwen felt as if he had been struck by lightning, trembling with fear, shouting with shock and anger, "You are committing the crime of deceiving the emperor! I can punish you now, come here! Come here!!"
"Shout!"
Jiang Dali chuckled lightly, "Your Majesty, you can shout even if your throat is broken. I want to see who dares to disobey my order and enter this room even half a step!"
"you!!"
Zhu Yunwen raised his eyebrows, his red eyes widened, and he was at a loss.
All the eunuchs and guards outside the house heard Zhu Yunwen's shouting inside the house, and they all looked at each other in confusion.
However, seeing the two statue-like motionless statues of the emperor standing at the door, the personal eunuchs next to them did not move even a step, and each of them murmured in their hearts.
One of the personal eunuchs even said in a high-pitched voice at this time, "The emperor just said that the concubine is ill. Except for the emperor, we dog slaves are not allowed to come in and disturb her. Who of you dares to disobey the emperor's order?"
All the eunuchs and guards were immediately shocked and did not dare to say anything.
In the room.
The monk with no flesh on his face was thinking. He took a deep breath and faced Jiang Dali. He smiled calmly and said, "Don't be angry, King Bingjian. In fact, Your Majesty, you came at the right time. You have nothing to say to anyone. If King Bingjian does not show up today, While here, the poor monk also plans to meet with the prince to discuss cooperation with our Blood Transformation Sect."
"oh?"
The corner of Jiang Dali's mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc. From the sound transmission from the Heavenly Monk in the Pond of Realm Breaking Pearl, he knew that this monk was not actually a monk from the Jing Nian Zen Sect, but the other party claimed to be from the Blood Transformation Sect, so the other party's identity was quite obvious. Interesting.
He put his hands behind his back and glanced at the royal concubine who was wearing tulle and her graceful figure was looming under the cloak. He then looked at the monk and said calmly, "I am very curious, what can I do to cooperate with your Blood Transformation Sect? You What is this monk¡¯s status in the Blood Transformation Sect?¡±
Although his words were plain, he still had a domineering air that made people feel suffocated. He seemed unfathomable and intimidating.
"Amitabha!"
The monk had a kind face and a solemn appearance, but his next sentence directly exposed his true nature, "The poor monk is just the foreign affairs representative of the Huaxue Shen Sect responsible for developing its power in the Ming Dynasty. His name in the Holy Dynasty is Blood Monk. I have full authority to discuss cooperation matters with you, Prince, on behalf of the Blood God.
"If the prince is willing to give up the control and surveillance of the emperor, we, the Blood Transformation Sect, are also willing to help the prince and you to deal with the world's tyrants. It is not impossible for our god to personally take action at the critical moment. "
"The fourth disciple of the Blood Transformation God? Nicknamed Blood Monk?"
Jiang Dali was moved in his heart and said in a slightly slower tone, "So, Master, are you from the Holy Dynasty? But I don't know which vassal country you were from in the past?"
The blood monk smiled slightly arrogantly, "The poor monk was born in the Holy Dynasty, and he is an out-and-out member of the Holy Dynasty. It is also true that he was favored by the God and became the fourth disciple of the God."
"Oh? It turns out that he is the fourth disciple of the Blood Transformation God. How disrespectful!"
Jiang Dali's expression was astonished, but he was already dissatisfied with the other party's vague arrogance. However, in order to know more information, he was not in a hurry to take action, and continued with a smile, "I am ashamed to say that I was born in the Song Dynasty. But he has never been to the holy pilgrimage even once.
Master, since you were born in the Holy Dynasty, you must know the Holy Dynasty very well. Can you answer some of my questions first so that I can be more sure???Meet you! "
The blood monk shouted angrily, and the blood-colored monk's robes suddenly swelled up automatically without any wind. The fleshless body suddenly exuded a strong bloody smell, and the flesh and blood began to swell and fill strangely.
In the blink of an eye, the whole body opened the loose monk's clap with a "chi" sound, and was as arrogant as steel poured into iron, shrouded in a layer of blood, and with the sound of Buddha chanting, he went straight towards Jiang Dali.
Bang bang bang! ¡ª¡ª
The beads, which were as dense as cannonballs, landed on the blood outside the blood monk's body and were swung away. They crackled to the ground and corroded and smoked instantly.
Swish¡ª¡ª
Jiang Dali's palm had only reached three feet in front of Zhu Yunwen's body, which had retreated in panic. As the blood monk shouted violently, he had already wrapped his palm against the strong wind. His palm was so full of energy and blood that it instantly became the size of a cattail leaf fan. The blood was as red as cinnabar, and the air was pushed like a There was an explosion like the collision of steel plates.
Boom! !
The palm force is vomiting, and the smell of blood is in the nose.
The air in a certain space seemed to be condensed into an iron plate, and the palms filled with blood seemed to cover people and melt them into blood.
"The Tantric Mahamudra, the real fire of subduing demons? It doesn't look like it!!"
Jiang Dali's heart moved, and the palm he was grabbing at Zhu Yunwen suddenly changed into a fist. His whole body suddenly turned into a curved bow when his skin color turned golden, and his right fist shot at the opponent's blow at the speed of a powerful arrow. With his palm, his left hand still grasped Zhu Yunwen from a distance, and the suction suddenly broke out.
??Punch out!
Everyone in the whole house immediately felt an extremely depressing and terrifying feeling, but what was even more horrifying was that almost no one could feel the force of the punch, as if everyone's skin had lost all awareness of the surroundings when the punch was thrown. .
Jiang Dali's almost silent punch chilled people's hearts even more than the powerful palm wind that shocked Shi Potian.
And the blood monk who bore the brunt felt even more threatened, because Jiang Dali's fist power, which could suppress the wind, was not really without any power, but the power of the fist was completely concentrated into a pillar, completely concentrated on his body.
He seemed to be in a water whirlpool that was difficult for others to understand. He was struggling against the force of the whirlpool and was extremely uncomfortable.
The blood monk's face immediately turned red as if he wanted to spurt blood. He stepped back continuously, unable to keep his footing. His swollen body staggered and the ground cracked as he stepped on it. The blood bar above his head exploded in front of Jiang Dali's eyes. harm.
Click! ¡ª¡ª!
At this moment, the screen suddenly cracked, and a whip shadow shot from behind the screen and rolled towards Zhu Yunwen.
However, Zhu Yunwen's body was the first to be sucked directly towards Jiang Dali's left hand under the strong suction force.
The shadow of the whip suddenly rolled up in the air, and suddenly it shook in the air unbelievably, making a crackling sound, and then rushed forward with a roar. The black shadow rolled up, like an evil dragon coming out of the sea, snapping and exploding in the air in a series, twisting towards Zhu Yunwen's chest. Body
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