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Chapter 42 The Martial Emperor's Mantra!

When the shopkeeper saw this sword, he punched Changle directly. She thought it was very simple. Since your sword technique made me feel the threat of death, wouldn’t it be enough for me to kill you, the person who uses the sword, to do it?

But the vortex was turning faster and faster. Before her fist hit Changle, a huge long sword flew out of the vortex.

The long sword flew towards the big shopkeeper like a small mountain!

Although her fist did not hit Changle, it was just the oppressive feeling on the fist that made Changle feel very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, this sword came very timely, so the shopkeeper had to give up Changle and concentrate on dealing with this sword.

"Domeditor King's Fist!" The shopkeeper shouted.

The phantom of the emperor behind her suddenly became much more solid, and her eyes seemed to be slightly opened. She punched the sword hard and hit her hand.

A bang!

The dilapidated building that had been destroyed was destroyed again, and this time the scope was even larger. Fortunately, before their war, the Human Emperor cleared out the vicinity of the capital.

This way, there is no harm to the innocent.

After a sword, the phantom behind the shopkeeper broke.

A seal appeared in her hand, which was the imperial seal made by the First Emperor of the Kingdom of Heshi Bi.

"So it's just protecting you." Changle said with a big mouthful of coughing blood.

"Can you still draw a sword?" Blood flowed from the big shopkeeper's arm. Changle's sword finally hurt her.

"If you don't die, you can draw a sword!" Changle said seriously.

"Zhao Changle, I will give you a chance to surrender to me! I will let you be the second shopkeeper of the Thirteenth Shop, one person, and one person is above ten thousand people!" She became tempted by Zhao Changle's love for talent.

"Impossible." Changle smiled and shook his head.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" The shopkeeper frowned. After so many years, she had long forgotten the feeling of being rejected.

"Of course I'm afraid. My wife is waiting for me to go home somewhere else." Changle held the sword in his hand tighter. "So I'm very afraid of death. But people can't even lose their bottom line just because they are afraid of death.

Living freely in this world is my Zhao Changle's bottom line."

"Hahaha! Freedom? Who in this world dares to say that he is free? Indra, I dare not, nor do I dare!" The shopkeeper looked at Changle with complicated eyes.

"You take my punch, if you don't die, the grudge between us will be wiped out!"

"I killed so many of you, are you willing to let it go?" Changle asked incredible.

"You guy will say this after you take my punch and survive." The shopkeeper said coldly. She didn't mean to let Changle go.

Instead, she wanted to give Changle hope to live and then destroy it with her own hands. The shopkeeper just wanted to watch Changle die in despair.

free?

That's a joke!

"When I was young, my father held Hu Hai and led me and Fusu, stood on Xianyang City, watching the hundreds of thousands of troops ready to go.

My father asked us what we saw? Fusu was so scared that his face was pale, and Hu Hai said wisely that he saw victory.

And what I saw was the whole world! From that day on, my father passed on my true scriptures of Emperor Wu. He often sighed and said that if I were a man, he would not be troubled by the heirs of the throne."

After hearing the shopkeeper say it, Changle smiled and said, "Your father is still the words of the Ancestral Dragon Emperor, then I want to express my respect to your father."

"Stop talking nonsense, continue this punch!"

The big shopkeeper punched with all his strength, and her true energy that could not see the limit began to move wildly. The jade seal in her hand flew into the air to form a force field like a cover, covering both Changle and the big shopkeeper.

When Di Shitian, who had been watching the battle secretly from a distance, saw this and turned around and left. What he wanted to do most now was to find someone who replaced Changle to help him kill the dragon.

Because in his opinion, Zhao Changle has no way to survive.

"In this space, I am the absolute emperor!" The shopkeeper looked at Changle and said with a look of everything.

Changle now felt like he was trapped in a swamp. Don’t talk about the sword, he felt very difficult to move. If it weren’t for his martial immortal body, others would have been destroyed by this oppression.

"Your physique is actually stronger than mine! What a pity, you'll die here now!" The big shopkeeper's fist slowly fell down.

She just wanted to watch Changle die in despair.

"There are all imperial auras in this space, which is a very good supplement for warriors, but only those with imperial auras can absorb it. It took me a hundred years to absorb one-tenth of it."

She said with a smile as if she was showing off to Changle.

Imperial spirit?

Changle understood that this was the emperor's spirit that suppressed him and made him struggle even when he moved. He looked at the emperor's phantom behind the shopkeeper.

The corners of his mouth are raised, and Changle can actually escape until now.

Once the Ten Directions Invincible is activated, it may not necessarily seriously injure the shopkeeper, but there is absolutely no problem with escaping. But after understanding that these are the aura of the emperor, Changle had a bold idea in his mind. He was going to make a big deal.

Changle closed his eyes and recalled the hard work of the shopkeeper just now.

[Ding! The host has understood the true scriptures of Emperor Wu (remember), whether it is completed.] The system's indifferent prompt sounds sounded.

[System Rating of the Wuhuang True Classic: Intermediate Level!]

After completing the true scriptures of Emperor Wu, he was promoted to the primary level and spent all the chivalrous points in Changle. Looking at the zero behind the chivalrous points made Changle feel very distressed. How much poison does it take to clean it up?

"What are you doing with your eyes closed? Don't you dare to face your own death?" The shopkeeper is now like a cat that has caught a mouse. She will not let Changle die if she doesn't play with her.

In this space, the phantom behind her seemed very clear. The phantom was a man wearing a crown and a black robe, but his appearance was hard to see clearly.

"Did you forget that I told you that the villain died from a lot of talk?" Changle opened his eyes and looked at her and said. "You are so sure, can I use this emperor's aura?"

"You don't know the true scriptures of the Emperor, and you can't condense the phantom of the emperor! Besides, you know the true scriptures of the Emperor in time, but you have seen so many talented and wise emperors. You don't have the emperor in your heart, but you can't condense the phantom of the emperor!"

The shopkeeper looked at Changle with mocking sarcasm.

"I have learned the true scriptures of Emperor Wu. As for the phantom of the emperor you mentioned, the five thousand years of Chinese civilization, let's see the style of those emperors today!" Changle said with his eyes closed.

"Hahaha, I'll still brag until the end of my life..." The shopkeeper is now completely sure to win, so she seems very confident.
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