Great Dao Ji

In the dark night, Zhao Changlin stood on the treetops with his hands behind his hands, his sleeves flying in the night wind.

His hearing was extremely good and he could hear the faint screams coming from the distant mountains and forests.

It has been several days since we entered the mountain.

In the past few days, the Huayan Mountains have been surrounded by dangers, and so many people have died. Even the dullest person can feel that something is wrong.

For a time, many people in the martial arts world were in a panic and everyone was on the verge of fighting.

Under the big tree he stood, more than a dozen corpses with hideous faces lay scattered everywhere, filled with blood.

A group of disciples from the Moon Worship Villa and the Jishen Sect were observing carefully.

"Uncle Master! These corpses are the thirteen members of Nanling. They were all shot to death. The murderer must be a great master! Zhao Da of Nanling is also a person who has condensed the true energy. He was shot without even blocking a single shot. Killed on the spot.”

Dongmenruo raised his head with a solemn expression.

"You're wrong."

Above the treetops, Zhao Changlin's face was solemn: "Instead of killing them one by one, they killed these thirteen people with one shot!"

"What?!"

Dongmen Ruo's expression changed.

Killed thirteen people in Nanling with one shot?

The expressions of all the other disciples also changed.

Huhu~

The air flow roared in the mountains and forests.

His sleeves were flying in the distance, and Lan Da came through the night and landed on the treetops in front of everyone: "The Yonghemen coefficient was killed, and all twenty-nine people died in the forest. The murderer was extremely skilled in martial arts. Excellent marksmanship

However, looking at his martial arts methods, there seems to be no trace of any sect. It is just the most common basic marksmanship, which is quite similar to the marksmanship in the military. "

"Is it really An Qisheng?"

In the forest, Zhao Yanyan couldn't help but speak.

She had seen some of the fights between An Qisheng, Hui Guo and Mingtang, and she knew clearly that An Qisheng's marksmanship was the most unpretentious, without the slightest flourish, and was all about concise killing moves.

"He is really the devil who kills martial arts people?!"

Dongmen Ruo's face was extremely ugly.

"This is not the time to discuss this."

Zhao Changlin said coldly:

"No matter who the murderer is, we can no longer let him kill people unscrupulously! At the east gate, send our Ji Shen Sect's signal and let many martial arts people gather towards us!"

"yes!"

Dongmen Ruo didn't dare to neglect, stretched out his hand and took out a letter arrow from his arms.

Phew~

Long flames soared into the sky, and the fireworks bloomed into a gorgeous trace in the sky.

"Everyone is ready and waiting here."

Lan Da fluttered his sleeves and stepped forward, leaping a few times above the treetops and landing a hundred feet away.

Zhao Changlin also moved and retreated a hundred feet.

The two stood far away, each looking around, waiting for the arrival of many martial arts people.

Or, the arrival of the murderer.

"An Qisheng"

Listening to the subtle screams echoing in the forest, Zhao Changlin's eyes turned cold.

When they entered the mountain, they originally wanted to kill Xue Chaoyang first, but under such circumstances, they could only give up temporarily.

Ji Shen Sect, as the top sect in Dafeng, naturally has its status.

Many panicked martial arts people in the mountains and forests saw the signal and ran towards him one after another.

Before dawn, hundreds of people had already gathered in the forest.

"Qingyang Sect, Mo Fengtao!"

"Chirigu, Qu Lu!"

"Biyunwu, Shao Xuesong!"

"Qingping Sword Sect, Zhu Chengze!"

"Qisanren of Qingyan Prefecture"

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Lan Da!"

Hundreds of people bowed and thanked him.

In the past few days, the Huayan Mountains have simply turned into a field of Shura. Seeing the corpses of many masters, no one could help but feel frightened.

"You don't have to be polite."

Zhao Changlin flicked his sleeves slightly, and invisible energy swept across the audience.

Immediately, hundreds of people felt a gentle energy that stopped them from bowing down. Although the energy was not strong, everyone did not resist and stood up according to the energy.

"Daxia Zhao's inner strength is getting deeper and deeper."

Many martial arts people praised him in unison.

"Everyone."

Zhao Changlin didn't care about the praise from everyone, he cupped his hands and said: "In the past few days, some demons have been killing people in the martial arts like us indiscriminately. I dare to ask everyone present, has anyone seen who the perpetrator is?"

His voice was calm, but with the instigation of true energy, it spread far and wide, ringing in the ears of hundreds of people at the same time.

Everyone felt the same and felt more at ease at the same time.

Zhao Changlin has already developed his energy and is a world-famous master. With him and Lan Da here, everyone's pressure is greatly reduced.

"Master Zhao."

Among the crowd, someone spoke up and walked out of the crowd.

Everyone looked intently, but it turned out to be Mo Fengtao of the Qingyang Sect, a master who had already condensed the Qi Seed. Among the hundreds of people present, except for Zhao Changlin and Landa, he had the highest martial arts.

Even Dongmen Ruo and Zhao Yanyan were one step behind them.

"Did Hero Mo have seen the perpetrator?"

Lan Da didn't know when he had arrived in front of everyone and asked.

"good."

Mo Fengtao nodded solemnly and said:

"The day before yesterday, I was wandering in the mountains and forests with my three junior brothers when I suddenly heard screams and immediately chased after them."

Mo Fengtao's expression changed several times as he recounted his experience that day.

"The man was tall and tall, and his face could not be seen clearly due to the cloak. His cold iron spear, which was two feet long, covered ten feet of pressure with one swing. With one shot, the seven brothers from Dongshan were killed on the spot! My junior brother and I knew when we saw this scene. He was no match. When he saw that man turning around, he quickly ran away."

Mo Fengtao looked a little ashamed, but everyone didn't take it seriously and offered words of comfort.

"In panic, my junior brother and I separated and ran away. I heard my junior brother's screams from a distance."

Mo Fengtao looked sad:

"That person's martial arts is far better than mine. I'm afraid, I'm afraid that even if he is not an innate master with great Qi meridians, he will be infinitely close to becoming a great Qi meridians."

After condensing the seeds of true qi, you need to condense the qi meridians in the body, such as the hand meridians, foot meridians, eyes, ears, mouth and nose, until the qi meridians are spread all over the body, then the qi meridians can be completed.

People in the martial arts call it innate.

Once the Qi pulse is complete, people are one with heaven and earth, and the true Qi is endless. Every move has overwhelming power, and can even fly for a short time.

"An Qisheng!"

Zhao Yanyan clenched the two swords in his palms and said in a cold voice: "What An Qisheng is good at is the spear!"

"Is it really this person?"

Lan Da's long eyebrows stood upright, his face was as cold as ice, and his heart was boiling with murderous intent.

Zhao Yanyan thought that Dongmen Ruo had just met him by chance, but he was tortured without even revealing his name, but he didn't expect that that person turned out to be such a ruthless person!

Killing so many martial arts people is simply worse than a beast!

“Unexpected”

Dongmen Ruo's expression was gloomy and uncertain, the sword behind him buzzed and vibrated, and his mind was extremely uneasy.

"No matter how arrogant Mr. An is, there is no way he can be a match for Mr. Zhao Daxia and Mr. Lan Da."

Mo Fengtao suddenly fell to his knees, cupped his hands and said:

"Please two heroes to avenge the many innocent martial arts comrades who died tragically!"

"Please two heroes to avenge the many innocent martial arts comrades who died tragically!"

Other martial arts people also spoke in agreement, and the crowd was furious.

"Don't worry, everyone!"

Zhao Changlin stretched out his hand to lift Mo Fengtao up and said loudly: "We, Jishen Sect and Baiyue Villa, will uphold justice for you and use the blood of the devil to honor all your innocent martial arts comrades!"

"It's getting brighter"

At this time, Lan Da slowly spoke, suppressing the noisy voices of the crowd:

"One night has passed, and the martial arts comrades who have not yet arrived may be far away, or they may have been harmed by the devil! Therefore, I can't wait any longer!"

Lan Da looked around, looking at the embarrassed martial arts people, and said:

"We are going to look for the devil now and leave marks along the way. If other colleagues see it, they will come to find us."

boom!

Before Lan Da finished speaking, the air flow suddenly exploded.

Zhao Changlin took one step forward, and as the air wave spread, it had already crossed dozens of feet. With a wave of his sleeves, he caught a corpse that came through the air.

"court death!"

Lan Da snorted coldly and chased after him almost at the same time.

"No need to chase!"

Lan Da was about to pursue him when Zhao Changlin suddenly called out to him.

"This is his challenge!"

Zhao Changlin slowly put the body down.

The corpse was thin and had an ugly face, with blood flowing from a hole between its eyebrows.

"That's Hero Shentu!"

The expressions of Mo Fengtao and the other people who were chasing him suddenly changed, and they recognized the body.

Shen Tugang.

A very famous figure in Fengzhou has been condensing Qi for more than 20 years. It is said that the condensed meridians of the hands, feet, heart, eyes, ears, mouth and nose are only one step away from the innate state of complete Qi.

At this time, he was also killed!

"War letter?"

Lan Da dodged over and saw a line of words filled with boundless murderous intent written on the corpse's naked chest:

"On Tianyu Peak, I am waiting for you to come and die!"

Boom!

As the thunder rolled, the clear sky was suddenly occupied by dark clouds, and heavy rain poured down, sweeping across the world.

On the official road with extremely low visibility, a carriage could be vaguely seen slowly moving through the mud, heading towards the Huayan Mountains, which was already visible in the distance.

In the carriage, Huang Fu lay quietly, his heart filled with despair.

Not far from him, An Qisheng sat cross-legged to transfer his internal energy and polish his body while falling asleep.

After a long time, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes:

"qi pulse"

During this period of time, he fought against many masters he had seen in his dreams every day to hone his memory of moves.

However, by this time, the harvest has been limited.

There are limits to dreaming.

The past version of himself in the dream would not have improved with the tide, nor could he have contact with people he had never met in reality.

Even if he was dreaming about himself in Wudang Mountain at this time, he would never be able to fight against Mu Longcheng and Taoist Juechen with his Anjin level physique.

The realm is the realm, and the body is the body. These cannot be confused.

Therefore, the only people he could fight against were Mingtang, Bian You, Bai Xianer, Yundongliu and a few others.

The understanding of Qi pulse is limited to the direct Yang, and it is impossible to truly compete with it.

"Taoist priest?"

Huang Fu turned over and sat up, with a trace of sadness on his face:

"If you really want to go to the Huayan Mountains, can you allow me to wait outside the mountain? I promise that I will never leave without permission."

Huang Fu was very worried.

He naturally knew what a dangerous place the Huayan Mountains were at this time. It was a Shura field where hundreds of martial arts masters fought with masters from the six sects. If he went in and was seriously injured, would he still be alive?

Moreover, what would he think if Xue Chaoyang saw him? Would he think that he had revealed the secret?

"What does Mr. Huang seem to know?"

An Qisheng cut off his distracting thoughts and glanced at Huang Fu lightly:

"Could it be that there is some danger in the Huayan Mountains at this time?"

"No, no."

Huang Fu looked a little stiff and waved his hand:

"It's just that Huang is seriously injured and can't work hard."

Although he didn't agree with Xue Chaoyang's plan, there was no reason to tell these things. Otherwise, once it was leaked, even with his master, he would not be able to gain a foothold in the court.

An Qisheng smiled:

"Since Mr. Huang doesn't want to go into the mountains, forget it."

He had already known the plan of the Six Gates through Huang Fu's dream.

"Really?"

Huang Fu was stunned. He didn't expect that the old Taoist priest would suddenly become so easy to talk to.

"Of course it's true."

An Qisheng smiled lightly.

He suddenly stretched out his hand to knock Huang Fu unconscious, and then stretched out his palm to knock out Gui Xiaoer, the driver.

He led the carriage to a secret place and placed it properly.

He took a step forward and headed towards the Huayan Mountains in the heavy rain.