"On a full moon night, at the top of the Forbidden City, do they think they are Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue? Lawless! Absolutely lawless!" In the conference room of the Security Bureau, a middle-aged man in his forties slapped the table, furious.
, in his view, this behavior is undoubtedly a provocation to the Security Bureau.
The palace is where the majesty of a country lies. Two warriors are fighting there. Have you ever asked the country for its opinion?!
"Speaking of which, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue are really not as powerful as those two. They come and go like the wind, as fast as lightning, their powerful psychic premonitions, their ability to avoid danger, and their mental power to control people's hearts. Compared with them,
, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue are just two warriors, if they are beaten to death, they will be defeated by a thousand people!"
"And those two, if they don't impose any restrictions, can easily cause a big chaos."
"Old Li, calm down, it's not worth getting so angry!"
In the conference room, Lei Qianjun said.
"The chief entrusted Ouchi's safety to me. That is his trust in me. How could I allow two terrorists to do whatever they want!!" Li Xingyuan said loudly.
"Let them be!"
At this moment, a sharp female voice sounded, and then Li Hongzhuang pushed the door open and entered.
"This is what Mr. Sun meant!"
Li Hongzhuang said.
"How dare you, God, stand by and watch this kind of thing that harms the national system?!" Li Xingyuan's face turned red, like a powder keg about to explode.
"It's not that we, Heavenly Dao, don't want to take care of it, it's just that we can't take care of it," Li Hongzhuang said.
"Just last night, the Emperor of Heaven sneaked into the palace and cut off his hair and left a note. If we take care of it, the next time he cuts off his head, I'm afraid it will be his head." Li Hongzhuang looked directly at Li Xingyuan.
"Where's Mr. Sun? Is there nothing Mr. Sun can do?!" Li Xingyuan still refused to give up.
"Martial arts myths also have high and low levels!" After Li Hongzhuang finished speaking, she turned and left without hesitation.
Li Hongzhuang has no intention of explaining more to such people who blindly worship the power of the country and think that the power of the country is omnipotent. To such people, it is useless to explain. They will still insist on themselves.
that set of views.
Originally, she thought that the martial arts myths were the martial arts myths and that they were all powerful. However, after following Chu Ming on a trip, she realized that the gap between the martial arts myths was even greater than before they became martial arts myths.
Chu Ming only used three punches to kill Baoxiang Baoxiang, and only used four moves to kill Pluto and Athena. This kind of person is simply a myth among myths, and should not appear in this world at all.
Facing the martial arts displayed by Chu Ming, the Emperor of Heaven dared to declare a challenge, which was definitely because he had absolute confidence in himself.
Li Hongzhuang knew that this meant that the Emperor's martial arts would never be weaker than Chu Ming's.
If such a person wants to kill someone, Mr. Sun may not be able to do anything about it.
In the past few days before the decisive battle, Chu Ming also closed his doors to thank guests and saw no one.
It wasn't until September 13th of the Gregorian calendar, which was the 15th day of the eighth lunar month, that Chu Ming Shi Shiran went out.
"What a bright moon!"
Standing in front of the gate, Chu Ming looked up at the sky and saw a bright moon hanging high in the sky, like a flawless jade plate. It was so bright that it even blocked the stars, making the stars in the sky change.
It was particularly bleak.
The moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival represents reunion, and it was originally a festive atmosphere, but at this moment, Chu Ming suddenly let out a long sigh, with a bit of regret.
"What are you regretting?!"
At this moment, a voice sounded, it was Mr. Sun.
Today, Mr. Sun, wearing a cheongsam, looks like a talented woman from the last century.
"I'm sorry that another invincible master is going to die under my fist!"
Chu Ming's eyes were as misty as clouds.
The bright moon in the sky reminded him of the Tianzun who would die in his hands in the future martial arts era. The bright moon was also hanging high that night.
It has to be said that such invincible people, whether they are enemies or friends, good or evil, cannot deny their talents or cover up their wonderfulness.
But now, another such person is about to die, which makes Chu Ming feel sorry for him.
With his current martial arts, although the Emperor of Heaven is at the highest level of the furnace of heaven and earth, he undoubtedly has not been able to break through the void in the physical realm, nor does he have innate true energy.
Even if the physical soul of the Emperor of Heaven has been tempered by the furnace of heaven and earth, it is still a body of flesh and blood. It is impossible to defeat Chu Ming's dragon-elephant combat body, nor can it withstand Chu Ming's innate true energy.
After all, the water in this world is still too shallow. Life like the Emperor of Heaven is undoubtedly a waste here.
Originally, it was undoubtedly arrogant for Chu Ming to say such words before two peerless masters started fighting, but Mr. Sun had an inexplicable feeling that Chu Ming was just explaining a fact to him.
"Since ancient times, every time a master fights, they usually burn incense and bathe. As a martial arts legend, you don't have to do this, but you should change your clothes!" Mr. Sun said, she waved her hand, and Li Hongzhuang behind her immediately stepped forward and raised her hand.
There was also a tray of clothes dragged on top.
"That's fine!"
Chu Ming looked at the clothes on the tray and nodded.
He is currently wearing a loose black training suit with long silver-grey hair, which makes him look a bit like a hermit. However, this outfit has been worn for some time and looks a bit old.
Soon, Chu Ming came out with a change of clothes. It was a black tunic suit. The fabric was extremely elastic and could be stretched more than twice. Obviously, Mr. Sun knew that Chu Ming had a dragon-elephant transformation, and this dress was for Chu Ming.
Made to measure.
Chu Ming's feet were wearing a pair of Bainat cloth shoes, which fit perfectly.
With the change in attire, Chu Ming's temperament also changed slightly.
Chu Ming looked calm and walked towards the place of decisive battle. This time the place where the two of them fought was not the real top of the Forbidden City. The Forbidden City was gone long ago. What's more, even if it was still there, it couldn't bear the impact of two martial arts myths.
Fight.
The real battlefield is at Bibo Lake, the place where Chu Ming and Mr. Sun met for the first time.
Tonight, Bibo Lake is heavily guarded. On the surface, there are many armed and capable soldiers guarding and patrolling here, but secretly, there are many snipers hiding here, protecting the place so airtight that not even a mosquito can fly.
Come in.
Chu Ming didn't care about the guns that were pointed at him secretly. After all, it was people who controlled these things. As long as someone wanted to kill together, he would be aware of it in an instant.
Even the firepower network here cannot keep the current Chu Ming. As for the Emperor of Heaven, the same is naturally true. Otherwise, the Emperor of Heaven would not choose the place for the decisive battle lawlessly in Da Nei.
This is undoubtedly a provocation to the country, but to the Emperor of Heaven, it is just to make things more interesting.
Just like in the book, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng chose the place for the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City. It was not because there was any mystery in this place, it was just more interesting.