Great Dao Ji

The peerless beauty turned into stench and filth.

This scene was so subversive that even though many martial arts people who saw this scene knew that he was a thief from the Demon Sect, they couldn't help but feel a pity in their hearts.

If it were me who was such a beautiful woman, how could she strike so quickly and swiftly?

Many people's eyes flickered, looking at An Qisheng who was slowly landing on the ground with full fear and fear.

"Good kill!"

Nangong Qing shouted, extremely happy.

All the people from the Chivalrous Sect also cheered.

Pa da ~

An Qisheng landed gently, his white robe hanging down.

Ding dong~

Silver needles fell from his body to the ground, making a crisp sound.

The hidden weapons were overwhelming, but he didn't blow them all away. However, after the force was slightly weaker, although it could penetrate gold and stone, it was impossible to pierce his skin.

In the final analysis, this Qi-breaking needle is more aimed at the true Qi.

Unfortunately, his body was much stronger than his own energy.

With his current physique, even a frontal shot from a sniper rifle would not be able to break his skin. The terrifying increase of Qi on the physical body made his physique at this time extremely powerful to an inhuman level.

Not to mention Xuanxing, even in Jiufujie, there may not be anyone who can match it.

"This Feng Qingxuan, this woman, is much stronger than Xue Chaoyang, but far less powerful than Tong Zhengyang."

Glancing at the stinking pit, he turned and walked towards the Chivalry Gate.

There was a trace of thought in his heart.

When he first came to this world, he was deeply wary of Qi Meridian, because Tong Zhengyang had a really profound impression on him. When he dreamed of Tong Zhengyang, although he could not actually fight with him, his feelings were real and true.

Tong Zhengyang's physique was only a sliver worse than his current self, but his true energy was dozens of times greater than his own at this time.

It was more than a hair better than any Qi pulse master he had seen when he came to Jiufu Realm.

In his guess, if it wasn't that Tong Zhengyang was a peerless talent rarely seen in thousands of years, then in the three thousand years since then until Tong Zhengyang's era, the martial arts in Jiufu Realm had changed. Major changes.

As a result, they are both Qi vessels, but there is such a big difference.

And he had a vague feeling that it was mostly the latter.

It is not difficult to understand that on Xuanxing, the knowledge level and depth of college graduates who are separated by decades are also very different.

Tap tap tap~

While pacing, An Qisheng's aura fell back and he once again returned to his previous ordinary appearance as an old Taoist priest.

His spirit has reached the point where the cicada wakes up before the autumn wind moves. As early as on the Dalong River, he realized that if he regained his vitality and regained his youth, he would feel a sense of crisis.

Although the sense of crisis was greatly reduced as the condensation of his energy meridians was almost completed, he did not want to cause complications.

Youth or old, it doesn't matter.

However, even though his breath had receded, the hundreds of feet of rubble-like land, the corpse of Feng Qingxuan lying on the ground, and the stinky pit made it impossible for anyone to ignore his presence.

As he stepped forward, many martial arts people in front of Xiayi's gate were frightened and did not dare to look directly into his eyes. What's more, they even took a few steps back even though they were hundreds of feet away.

They have not forgotten that this old Taoist priest possesses the Soul Seizing Demon Technique and is called the Blood Demon. He is an unparalleled murderer who has killed hundreds of martial arts people.

But, until An Qisheng came closer.

Although there were thousands of people in the martial arts community with different thoughts, none of them dared to unsheath their swords, let alone make the slightest sound, for fear of attracting his attention.

In front of the huge chivalry gate, there are tens of miles of vast flat land, and thousands of martial arts people holding swords and swords.

And the old man in white pacing forward.

For a moment, it was like a frozen picture.

Indescribable harmony.

Also, it’s unspeakably funny.

Yun Dongliu, who was sitting slumped with Sun En in his arms, felt even more gloomy.

Why do these people dare to sneer at his master and denounce him loudly?

You know, if his teacher takes action, no one present except An Qisheng will be able to escape death.

Of course he understood why, but the more this happened, the more confused he became.

Does what I have done and what my teacher has persisted for so many years really mean?

"Master Yun."

An Qisheng walked up to Yun Dongliu and saw that he looked in a daze, so he couldn't help but call him.

There were originally many people surrounding Yun Dongliu, fearing that he would escape, but as he walked towards them, they had already retreated far away.

The closest one is more than twenty feet away.

"Tao, Taoist Master?"

Yun Dongliu struggled to get up and smiled bitterly:

"Don't call me a hero anymore. What face do I have now?"

"Look."

An Qisheng didn't care so much, with an indifferent expression. Under the gaze of thousands of people, he slowly pointed at all the martial arts people around him and asked:

"Master Yun, look at the crowds of people in front of the Chivalry Gate. Some of them are humans, some are birds, some are beasts, and a few are worse than beasts?"

His voice was neither high nor low, but it was just right for all the martial arts people present to hear clearly.

He did not hide the sarcasm in his words, which made all the martial arts people's expressions change.

How could they take it lightly when they heard that he compared them to animals?

Some people were angry when they heard this, some smiled bitterly, some flinched, and some even felt unhappy, but no matter what they were thinking, as soon as they looked up, they saw the old figure in white.

A word was dispersed by the wind and clouds.

A gentleman bullies others with his own way, what can the devil do?

He could only tolerate him for a while.

How many devils have there been in the past and present, and which one can live freely in the world?

Someone was angry in his heart.

"What?"

Yun Dongliu was stunned, not knowing what An Qisheng wanted to say.

But he still continued:

"I don't know, what do you think, Taoist?"

He was in a state of confusion at this time, but in addition to himself, he also hated these martial artists.

His Xiayi Sect has been kind to others for decades. They came and gave everything to entertain them, but faced many malicious intentions. How could he let it go?

"According to the old Taoist."

An Qisheng took Sun En's little hand and walked slowly towards the Xiayi Sect.

Wherever he passed, the atmosphere was quiet.

Between his eyes, in the depths of the perspective that no one could see, in the dark as quiet as the night sky, there were more than a thousand shining "stars" flashing and slowly taking shape.

As his spirit continues to grow, it is no longer the time when storing dozens of spiritual imprints would be too much.

With his current spirit and will, he can also bear the spiritual imprints of thousands of people.

There are more than 1,500 masters from various sects gathered here, which is undoubtedly a "feast" for him.

Naturally, he will not let it go.

"The Xia Wangye has been upright all his life, adhering to his heart, and always consistent. He is not only a man, but also a great good man."

An Qisheng looked at Yun Haitian and nodded slightly.

"Brother, I am ashamed to praise you."

Yun Haitian coughed lightly, his face was red, but a bitter smile appeared on his face.

He is one of the few people who know many of An Qisheng's deeds. Yun Dongliu brought Erxiao to Xiayimen, and naturally told him all the secrets.

Naturally, he also knew that An Qisheng was not as rumored in the world.

"You deserve it."

In front of the main gate, An Qisheng's eyes were calm, and he turned to look at a person not far away:

"Nangong Qing? You are known as a mad knight. Although you are paranoid, you can be considered a human being."

"I have lived for more than 70 years, but this is the first time that I have been evaluated as a human being."

Nangong Qing's face was not expected.

He had some good feelings for An Qisheng, but he was naturally unhappy to see him say that.

An Qisheng looked at him deeply, which made the latter feel uneasy, and then he shifted his sight and looked at the disciples behind Yun Dongliu:

"Adhere to your heart, practice the teacher's way, and have the style of your teacher. You can be considered a good person."

Yun Dongliu followed An Qisheng step by step, lowering his head and not daring to look at his fellow disciples.

But when he heard An Qisheng's words, he couldn't help but feel happy.

He remembered that he was also evaluated as a "good person" in the eyes of this Taoist priest.

This name, which many people in the martial arts world would disdain, seems to be a very high evaluation in the heart of this Taoist priest.

"You, serving your parents, taking care of your wife and children, being friendly to your neighbors, but looking down on others, calculating other people's wealth but not robbing them, can be regarded as a beast."

An Qisheng glanced at a short man holding a knife.

The man's face changed, he clasped his hands, snorted a few times, and still responded sullenly:

"Thank you for your comments, senior."

"A tiger will not eat its own cubs, but it will eat everything else!"

An Qisheng looked at a man with a gloomy face and said:

"You have killed your neighbors and brought disaster to the area. Except for your children and mother, your wives and concubines are not as good as clothes, and you treat people as blood and food. You can be regarded as a beast!"

The man gritted his teeth and clasped his hands without saying a word.

In front of the door of chivalry, everything was silent.

Only a low footstep and occasional comments broke the silence.

The strange feeling in the hearts of the martial artists became deeper and deeper, and they had no idea what this devil wanted to do.

Those who were turned into human beings by him were unhappy, those who were called good people looked strange, those who were called birds by him were angry, and those who were called beasts by him were even more resentful.

But seeing that he seemed to have no intention of taking action, the masters of the Earth List were silent, and they naturally did not dare to attack.

In their opinion, the woman in red who could force the masters of the Earth List not to dare to fight, causing chaos in the Xiayi Sect, and even plotting against the Xia Wang Yun Haitian was already a top master.

But such a master was just killed casually, so how could they dare to take the initiative?

An Qisheng's movements were very fast, or rather, he did not comment much, so he quickly scanned everyone one by one.

His mind is now extremely powerful, and he does not even need to concentrate when entering a dream. He can see through his general life at a glance, and he comments on each person every time his mental imprint is formed.

It was only a thousand feet from west to east, and in a moment, he had already known the life stories of nearly two thousand people present.

Huh~

At this point, An Qisheng stopped and responded to Yun Dongliu's question calmly:

"This time, there were 136 people, 321 birds, and 272 beasts in front of the door."

Without waiting for Yun Dongliu to reply, he turned to look at all the remaining people:

"The rest are worse than beasts!"

The third update is here, good night everyone.