The Great Demon of Martial Arts

Chapter 217 Xiang Chong leaves
Since the establishment of the Great Qin Dynasty, there has never been a state of Jinyiwei that has been slaughtered.

However, when this happened, it happened under Xiang Chong's nose.

Looking at the dead silence, the courtyard full of corpses, Xiang Chong felt cold all over his body.

He is a passerby!
If the imperial court knew about it, this alone would be enough to make him die without a place to bury him.

However, if it wasn't for this, I'm afraid that now he would be like that He Qianhu, falling silently to the ground, dying with regret.

Xiang Chong was all hopeless, and returned to the six doors with a look of despair on his face, his mind was in chaos.

Dragging his heavy steps, Xiang Chong walked into the six-door yamen, and felt exhausted after just a moment.

People do not kill themselves for their own sake!

Xiang Chong felt that he had done nothing wrong, but if others don't see it that way, this is disloyalty!

Disloyal to the court!
"My lord, what should I do with He Qianhu's body? Do I need to wait for Master Yang to come back..."

As soon as Xiang Chong walked into the six doors, a police officer walked over cautiously and asked in a low voice.

Xiang Chong's state at the moment made the police a little uneasy.

Xiang Chong woke up suddenly, a flash of understanding flashed in his mind, and he left without answering the policeman's words, leaving the policeman with a dazed expression at a loss.

"What's the matter, my lord?" The policeman was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask, so he had to seal up He Qianhu's body.

Xiang Chong walked on the bluestone road leading to the inner hall with his hands behind his back, with a thoughtful expression.

Along the way, many arresters came to see the ceremony, but Xiang Chong turned a deaf ear and ignored them all.

"The investigation by the imperial court revealed that I will die, and there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

The previous scenes happened in public, so it is useless to argue. Xiang Chong murmured with a clear mind.

"Tack, tick, tick..."

On the quiet alley, muffled walking sounds entered Xiang Chong's ears.

He was making a decision in his heart, a decision about life and death.

Life and death are all in one thought.

"Since that's the case, it doesn't matter if the six gates don't do the headhunting."

Xiang Chong whispered, unprecedentedly firm, with a decision in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, Xiang Chong quickened his pace. Now that he has made a decision, it is natural that there is no need to delay, so he hastened to pack his things.

Leave the six doors and leave Ningzhou.

Xiang Chong will not sit still. Once this step is taken, he will always be wanted by the court.

I will live in upheaval all my life, even so, it is better than waiting to be killed.

Even if the scene just now changed again, Xiang Chong would still make such a choice.

Not for anything else, just for survival!
In this world of martial arts, it is difficult to survive.

Everyone is struggling in this quagmire.

Within a moment, Xiang Chong came out, staring at the majestic six-door Yamen, dazed.

He stayed here for decades, but he didn't expect to leave today.

There is always a kind of unspeakable emotion stuck in my heart, which is extremely uncomfortable.

Without informing anyone, Xiang Chong turned around and took a look again, and left alone.

Xiang Chong's sad back gradually disappeared from sight.

It was not until a long time later that Ningzhou Liufanmen realized that their head catcher had disappeared.

For several days in a row, there was no sign.

After that, Xiang Chong never showed up in Ningzhou City again.

This incident caused a stir in Ningzhou City, and everyone thought Mr. Xiang was secretly murdered.

No one ever thought that Mr. Xiang would flee in fear of crime.

……

Dengzhou!

After Yang Ting and the others rested for a while, they set off again.

They don't know anything about Ningzhou.

But Yang Ting's speed is still not slow, but Ji Chuan has another experience.

The territory of Dengzhou is huge, and they have been traveling for several days without stopping, but they still haven't crossed the entire Dengzhou to resist the capital.

You know, the horses they sat on were carefully selected by Jin Yiwei, and they were good horses that could travel eight hundred a day.

One day, the sky was gloomy, and a sense of black clouds overwhelmed the city.

Yang Ting and the others galloped through the territory of Dengzhou, and there was no one who didn't look forward to hinder them, so it went smoothly.

Ji Chuan was driving the horse, frowning and looking at the sky, feeling a little heavy all of a sudden.

An ominous premonition lingers in my heart.

Generally, only those who have achieved great martial arts will give such warnings whenever they are in danger.

Moreover, this ominousness is getting stronger and stronger.

"Master Yang, do you feel something is wrong?" Ji Chuan asked after hesitating for a moment.

The two are regarded as grasshoppers on the same rope now, and Ji Chuan will definitely not hide this kind of thing.

If there is any danger, Yang Ting needs to solve it. After all, the strength of the second realm of Yuanshen lies there.

Yang Ting turned his head slightly to look at Ji Chuan, and said in surprise, "You feel it too?"

The Yuanshen Realm is particularly aware of this whim.

And a congenital warrior like Ji Chuan would not feel this way even if danger was imminent.

Therefore, Yang Ting was extremely surprised by Ji Chuan's performance.

However, Yang Ting quickly adjusted his mood. It was obviously not the time to care about such bizarre things.

Immediately, Yang Ting looked solemnly and said: "You and I both feel this way, this matter should be almost the same, and someone should be chasing after us.

Moreover, the strength must be stronger than me, otherwise I would not have such a dangerous feeling. "

Ji Chuan's face was gloomy, and he said, "You can believe it or not.

To make Lord Yang feel dangerous, it must be the Void Returning Realm, maybe it is the Pure Yang Sword School. "

Unexpectedly, after leaving the territory of Ningzhou for such a long time, the Chunyang Sword Sect would pursue him closely.

Ji Chuan's mood suddenly became heavy with an attitude of never giving up.

If the Void Return Realm catches up, there is no doubt that none of them will be able to escape.

Ji Chuan was not willing to be buried with the Five Great Sword Sects like this.

Ji Chuan pondered for a while, and said, "Master Yang, how about we change lanes?"

Ji Chuan still doesn't believe that the Void Return Realm has the ability to see the future.

Yang Ting thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, Ji Baihu is right, we will not take the official route, but return to Beijing by a small route.

If we are really unlucky and encounter it, then we will be lucky for ourselves. "

Ji Chuan's proposal actually doesn't make much sense, but Yang Ting can't think of a way to get the best of both worlds.

The power of the Void Returning Realm is unpredictable, far beyond human comprehension, if you really want to find their location, no matter how hard you try to escape, you won't be able to escape from the palm of your hand.

Therefore, he will be dejected and say that he is looking for good luck.

Yang Ting left the official road first, and no one asked after him, so they all followed closely.

Jin Yiwei only needs to obey the order, as for the reason, he doesn't need to know.

However, Yang Ting and others have not gone far.

"Boom!"

An unimaginably huge coercion suddenly descended.

There was a buzzing sound in the void, as if the sky was being torn apart, and heavy pressure was constantly coming from it.

At this time, there are few people around.

"Impossible, who is this?" Yang Ting's face was flushed, and his body was under heavy pressure, as if he could hear the wailing of his bones.

Yang Ting still had disbelief on his face.

"Even if the entire Taoist sect has this strength, who is the Chunyang Sword Sect sent?"

The horse under Yang Ting had long been overwhelmed. His four legs were broken and he knelt on the ground, growling.

(End of this chapter)