Great Dao Ji

"Don't worry, just take a look."

The soldier named Liuzi nodded, turned around and trotted towards the Yamen.

Liuzi ran all the way into the county government office, made an announcement, and paced in the yard.

Although Nanliang City is small and well-equipped, the county government building is also quite solemn.

The white stone slabs of the same color, the lifelike rockery, and the carved corridors all made the six men dare not look at it, and they were quite envious in their hearts.

‘I’m afraid the county master is still hugging Mei Jiao’e under the covers.’

When the six sons were thinking about it.

There were deep footsteps behind him.

"What did you find?"

A policeman glanced at Liuzi and asked calmly.

"Sir, it's like this"

Liu Zi did not dare to neglect and quickly repeated Wang Tou's previous words.

"Oh? A two-foot-long spear? A burly man in black robe wearing a cloak?"

The catcher frowned.

Weapons have always been said to be one inch longer and one inch stronger, but that is on the battlefield. It is different in the martial arts world. A two-foot-long spear, regardless of whether it is easy to carry, will inevitably suffer if you fight with people in a small place. .

Therefore, there are very few people in the martial arts world who dare to use spears, but most of them are masters.

"Have you ever seen when this person entered the city?"

The policeman asked again.

"this"

Liu Zi was stunned for a moment and did not dare to answer easily. He thought hard for a long time before saying:

"That man is carrying a two-foot-long spear and has an extraordinary momentum. If he enters the city, it is impossible for my subordinates not to remember that I have not seen this man enter the city!"

"Did you really never see this person entering the city? You only saw him leaving the city?"

With calm and majestic words, Mingtang stepped out of the courtyard and stood with his hands behind his back.

"grown ups."

Liu Zi trembled, fell to his knees, and hesitated a little:

"My lord, my subordinate, I may have misremembered you. Why don't you ask the king?"

"No need, please step back."

Mingtang waved his hand.

Nanliang City is still too small. For real masters, they can come and go freely. It may not be easy to rely on a few ordinary soldiers to keep an eye on them.

"yes."

Liu Zi breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly retreated.

The aura on this adult's body is too strong.

"grown ups?"

One of the detectives asked later: "Subordinates, are you going to keep an eye on that person?"

Mingtang shook his head, his eyes flashing:

"People in the martial arts world are always unruly. If you go alone, you will inevitably get into trouble."

"What do you mean?"

The policeman was confused.

"I'll go myself."

Mingtang took a deep look at the policeman:

"Before I come back, anyone who makes any move will be shot without mercy!"

The snow has not disappeared in the wilderness, but the ground is exposed in some places.

Under the red sun hanging high, wherever you can see, there is a flash of light.

An Qisheng walked leisurely in the wilderness with the spear in hand. He looked calm, but in fact he kept communicating with the spear and listened.

As he stepped forward, the spear in his palm vibrated.

"Those six-door arresters may also come, but I don't know if Mingtang will be alerted."

As he stepped forward, An Qisheng's mind was spinning with thoughts.

Nanliang City is so big, and with dozens of agents stationed there, it is natural that it cannot be hidden from everyone, and he naturally knows it.

Not only did he know, he also learned about their purpose through a dream.

"The people from the Six Gates are eyeing Tianyi Seizing the Spiritual Sutra. Even if I hand over my skills and show that I will not seize other people's inner strength, I'm afraid they won't believe it."

An Qisheng's heart was bright.

Six Doors is not a place where you can reason with people.

If he didn't want to fight against the six gates like Kong San and then be hunted by the world, the only way was to divert his attention.

Thoughts were swirling in his mind, but his steps did not stop, and he walked faster and faster.

When he reaches the Dan state, he is transporting Qi and blood when walking, sitting or lying down, and mobilizing his internal energy. As he runs, heat is billowing all over his body, and his internal energy is surging endlessly.

By the time he saw Snake King Mountain in the distance, the energy and blood all over his body had been completely activated.

He looked up.

The line of sight suddenly widened, and large mountains and rivers were circling in front of them like giant dragons. The mountain line stretched endlessly from north to south, and the mountains were densely packed with peaks.

“It’s a pity that beautiful mountains and rivers harbor filth and evil.”

An Qisheng's eyes shifted. The person speaking was twenty or thirty feet away, but the voice seemed to be ringing in his ears, showing the person's profound internal strength.

In the snowy wilderness in the distance, two tall horses walked up a gentle slope.

Two horses, one red and one black, caught An Qisheng's attention at once. The two horses were eight feet tall at the shoulders, with fluttering manes without a trace of color. They were looking for power as they walked. Anyone could tell at a glance that these two horses were It's a BMW.

"Dragon horse"

An Qisheng's eyes flashed.

There is sufficient spiritual energy in the Jiufu Realm, which not only breeds strange and ferocious beasts, but also a wide variety of horses.

The dragon horse is one of them.

According to legend, the dragon horse has dragon blood and is strong and can run two thousand miles in a day and night.

You know, an ordinary horse will almost reach its limit after running for hundreds of miles. If it does not rest, it may even die suddenly.

A dragon horse is more than ten times better than an ordinary horse?

Naturally, its price is not comparable to that of ordinary horses.

None of these horses is worth less than the spear in his hand!

The woman riding the red horse wore a snow-white fox fur cloak and a pair of silver-white boots. A few strands of long hair fell in the wind on her beautiful face.

On top of the black horse, which was half a horse's length behind her, was a tall and handsome man with a long sword on his back. He was dressed in a white singlet and was hunting in the wind. He looked indescribably chic.

He was the one who spoke before.

"The cold iron spear is two feet long. Your Excellency has great arm strength."

The handsome man's eyes brightened slightly, he held his hands in the distance and said:

"I'm from Dongmenruo of the Lower Ji Shen Sect. This is Junior Sister Zhao Yanyan from Baiyue Villa. May I ask how you call me?"

"Ji Shenzong, Worshiping Moon Villa"

An Qisheng's heart moved.

These two sects are both famous sects in Dafeng, especially Ji Shen Sect, which has been catching up with Huangjue Temple in recent years.

Thinking about it, he held the gun in his hand:

"I'm An Qisheng, a person from the mountains and wilds has no family or sect."

"An Qisheng"

A man and a woman exchanged glances, neither of them had heard of this name.

"Brother An came through the snow with a gun, and there was a hint of murderous intent, but for this mountain bandit?"

Dongmen Ruo's eyes were filled with ripples and he asked again.

In his eyes, the man dozens of feet away was tall and powerful, as powerful as a mountain, with a spear striking the ground, and his aura was extremely extraordinary.

"Are these two young heroes also here for this mountain bandit?"

Seeing several people approaching on horseback, An Qisheng asked calmly.

"Yes and no."

Dongmenruo shook his head:

"I had other things to do here. I was passing by here and heard that there were fierce bandits entrenched in the mountains, so I came here. It won't take much effort to remove them easily."

"I see."

An Qisheng nodded slightly, not surprised.

Young heroes from all sects all like to "do justice for heaven". Killing these gangsters is both famous and profitable, so why not do it?

This Dongmen Ruo and Zhao Yanyan have strong auras, and it is obvious at first glance that they are already masters of blood exchange, and they can easily deal with some bandits.

Listening to the words of several people, Zhao Yanyan frowned slightly and reminded softly:

"Senior Brother Dongmen, it's getting late."

"That's what junior sister said."

Dongmen Ruo smiled brightly and raised his hand to An Qisheng:

"Since we have met, how about Brother An coming with us?"

"It's just what you want."

An Qisheng was interested in these people or the two major sects behind them. Hearing this, it was natural for him to do so.

Snake King Mountain can be seen in the distance here.

But Wangshan ran to death, and there was still at least ten miles to reach Snake King Mountain.

Declining Dongmen Ruo's invitation to ride a horse with him, the three of them and two horses quickly spread out, and within a moment, they had arrived at the foot of Snake King Mountain.

"Um?"

Outside the forest, the three of them stopped. An Qisheng suddenly frowned and smelled a smell of blood.

"Huh?"

Zhao Yanyan, who turned over and dismounted, let out a light sigh and said:

"Senior brother Dongmen, there is the smell of blood ahead, we seem to be late."

An Qisheng glanced at Zhao Yanyan.

This woman's senses are quite sharp

"The smell of blood?"

Dongmenruo frowned.

Naturally, he didn't smell any blood, but he didn't doubt Zhao Yanyan's words.

Although Zhao Yanyan has not yet mastered the secret moon worship method at Moon Worship Villa, his senses are extremely sharp.

"Let's go and take a look."

Dongmenruo threw off the reins, moved his body, and stepped into the jungle.

The dragon horse is as ferocious as the tiger and leopard. If it is left here, no one can take it away.

"These bandits are quite popular."

Smelling the bloody smell, An Qisheng shook his head inwardly.

He didn't even think that before he took action, someone had already taken action in advance.

These young heroes are truly moral role models.

rustle~

After walking into the forest and walking for several dozen feet, the view broadened. In front of a mountain road that could barely be regarded as a road, more than a dozen bandits were dead, their limbs were strewn all over the ground, and the stench was overwhelming.

The dried blood mixed with the surrounding snow and condensed into red ice.

"That man's boxing skills are very fierce, his fighting style is wide open and closed, and he is extremely ruthless."

After taking a look at the miserable corpses lying on the ground, Zhao Yanyan didn't look good. Her senses were so good that the impact of this scene was ten times greater than that of Dongmen Ruo.

It's just murder, why make it so bloody?

"Let's go."

Dongmenruo shook his head, his eyes dark:

"Let's see which hero will do justice for heaven or the bandits nearby."

Huhu~

All three of them moved very quickly.

As he walked, he had already crossed the mountain road and headed towards the mountain village halfway up the mountain.

Along the way, corpses littered the fields. All the bandits died miserably. Their chests were smashed, their arms and legs were severed, and a few even had their spines ripped out.

The tactics were so cruel that An Qisheng almost thought he had done it himself.

"Be careful."

Dongmen Ruo's face was solemn. There were hundreds of dead bandits along the way. It must have been a master's move.

An Qisheng gently turned the spear with his palm and looked inward along the broken gate of the cottage.

I saw rivers of blood flowing in the village, mutilated limbs everywhere, and piles of corpses.

And among the ruins that looked like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, a handsome young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe, with red lips and white teeth, sat cross-legged.