The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

Zhao Qiusi asked, "What do you want?"

At this point, he shook his head, and said again: "Sell all your literary and martial arts skills to the emperor's family! What do you want? It is nothing more than willing to put what you have learned into practice!"

Of course, what he said was nonsense, it was just the thoughts of those nerds.

As for him, he will never be limited by this.

However, he spoke so sincerely that even Duan Yanqing believed it.

After all, in this world, there is no one born in the emperor's family, which is already the greatest ambition.

Duan Yanqing said: "Since that's the case, Mr. Zhuo can stay in the palace temporarily!"

Zhao Qiu bowed slightly, cupped his hands and said, "So, thank you, my lord!"

...

In the next few days, Zhao Qiu, Duan Yanqing and Murong Bo discussed secretly several times.

Of course, the three of them have their own thoughts.

But, at least, at this moment, the three of them are still in good faith.

Zhao Qiu said: "Then it's decided!"

Duan Yanqing said: "Kill this beast! It's up to you two!"

Murong Bo was somewhat hesitant, and said: "Although this plan is good, but..."

Zhao Qiu smiled slightly and said: "It seems that Mr. Murong is worried about my martial arts, so I can't kill those many soldiers of the Imperial Army alone?"

Murong Bo sighed: "Mr. Zhuo's martial art is far superior to mine! However, manpower is limited, after all, he is a body of flesh and blood, how can one person compete with hundreds of people? You must know, these hundreds of people are all excellent. Select the best soldiers!"

Zhao Qiu didn't answer, but seeing his figure swaying, he was outside the door in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, his figure swayed slightly again, and he came back backwards like a ghost.

Immediately afterwards, he slapped out his palm, but he slapped it towards Murong Bo's Tianling Gai, the speed was like thunder and lightning, fast and fierce, and like clouds and fog, elusive.

Zhao Qiu's palm came in the blink of an eye, Murong Bo was horrified, he raised Xiangge with his left hand, he knew Zhao Qiu's martial arts were too powerful, when he raised his hand, his body floated backwards.

His Gusu Murong Clan's unique knowledge was originally no small matter, but after secretly learning Shaolin 72's unique skills, it became even more powerful. This raised hand and floated body seemed ordinary, but it blocked everything in the world with one palm Attacking moves, retreating and dodging any pursuit in the world.The rigor and elegance of the defense can be said to be exhausted, and contempt is added.

Even Zhao Qiu applauded secretly.It's just that Murong Bo can't figure out what he has learned and learned through several lifetimes.

Zhao Qiu's figure, like a maggot attached to a bone, is always several minutes faster than Murong Bo's, his retreat is useless.

His palm zigzags forward, avoiding Murong Bo's blocking left hand, and gently caresses Murong Bo's sky cap.

Murong Bo was terrified in his heart, obviously, Zhao Qiu's palm was caressing his Tianling Gai, but he didn't use any strength.If he exerted his strength, his life would have been lost here.

This move was over, Zhao Qiu circulated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu again, gathered it on his right palm, and slapped Murong Bo with a stroke of "Dragon Dragon Regret".

The move he made just now was nothing more than relying on his proficiency and skill.

This move of Kanglong Youhui, but with the brute force of thousands of catties, gathered in one palm, and used the most famous Kanglong Youhui among the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The imposing manner spontaneously arises.

As soon as this palm is released, the overwhelming palm force surges out with a roar, and rolls towards Murong Bo.

Murong Bo knew that it was inevitable to dodge this palm, he immediately stretched his left and right hands, using his Murong family's unique technique of "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi".However, he also knew in his heart that this palm was exerted by a huge force of several thousand jin, it was definitely not unstoppable by manpower, and he was definitely unable to pull such a huge force.

The power of the palm surged forward, Murong Bo's heart was ashamed, and he thought: "My life is over!"

Just when Zhao Qiu's palm was approaching Murong Bo's body, Zhao Qiu's free left palm came out like lightning, grabbed Murong Bo's sleeve, and threw it to the left side.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, one of the walls of the secret room collapsed after receiving this blow.

Murong Bo, who had escaped, couldn't help being dazed, and Duan Yanqing, who was at the side, also looked shocked.

"Mr. Zhuo, are you a human or a ghost?" Murong Bo asked tremblingly, still in shock.

Zhao Qiu showed a smile and said, "Neither human nor ghost!" According to the rules of heaven and earth, human beings can only evolve from generation to generation through reproduction and cannot evolve by themselves.

When people can self-evolve, they have taken the first step of longevity.

Today's Zhao Qiu has cultivated to the No. 11 level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, and his flesh and bones are no different from others. Even the genes in his body have gradually mutated.

That's why he said he was neither human nor ghost.

Zhao Qiu smiled and said, "How is it? Mr. Murong has no objection?"