Great Dao Ji

As the voice floated, it seemed that there was a sudden snowstorm between heaven and earth, and a cold current went straight into their lungs and spleens, making them feel cold in their hearts.

In the crowd, Han Feng's face was gloomy, and he said coldly:

"Killing is not the right thing to do, your move is too much!"

He had to come out, because he was also one of those who had never been commented on by An Qisheng, and was classified as "worse than beasts".

He could feel a majestic and mighty momentum permeating the surroundings, and no one could escape.

"What Brother Han said is right! Even if Zhou Dashan offended you, killing him would be enough, why use such magic to humiliate him?"

Another Earth List master walked out of the crowd.

He was an old man in a golden robe, with a graceful aura and a noble face.

He held a narrow and long cold knife in his hand, his eyes were cold, and his face was also gloomy.

"Brother Han, Brother Li, why bother talking so much nonsense with him? This demon is so evil, instead of waiting for him to humiliate us, we might as well fight to the death!"

A hoarse sound like a sharp weapon cutting a wall, a thin old man holding a sword walked out and stood shoulder to shoulder with the two:

"Even if his magic power is strong, can he kill me twice?"

The three stood shoulder to shoulder, their momentum connected with each other, thick and deep like a deep abyss.

"That's right! People die and their eggs face the sky, and they will live for thousands of years! Whoever wants to kill me, kill him first!"

"The demon head can be killed by everyone, and the chivalrous king has a false reputation, and we are still here to eliminate demons and defend the way!"

"You are bullying too much, at most you will die, no matter how high your martial arts are, I am not afraid of you!"

"Let's fight!"

The hundreds and thousands of martial artists behind the three felt that An Qisheng's killing intention was very strong, and they felt a common hatred for the enemy. One by one, they encouraged their internal strength and true qi to roar with thunder, adding three points of momentum.

At one time, a strong wind suddenly rose on the ground, with a huge momentum.

"Your Excellency's divine power is unparalleled and we are convinced, but there are hundreds and thousands of people here this time, can you still kill them all?!"

In front of everyone, Han Feng's breath was strong and his voice was like a bell:

"What's more, we have no grudges in the past and no grievances in the present, so why should we be enemies? If you are willing to stop fighting and talk about peace, I will run for you and wash away the stigma you have suffered!"

Han Feng's heart was heavy and puzzled.

This An Qisheng seemed to have a strong killing intention towards them, but this was completely unreasonable.

He wanted to kill us without any grudges?

Why?

But the situation was stronger than the people. They seemed to be numerous, but in fact, no one dared to escape in front of An Qisheng.

One person surrounded all of them.

In the distance, Yun Dongliu's chest rose and fell, looking at Han Feng with hatred.

But he had to admire this man's experience.

That Han Feng first came forward to inspire the people to share the same hatred and gather the power of the people, and then gathered the power of the people together, first demonstrated, and then lowered his posture.

He fully demonstrated his old style.

If the people who came were not determined to kill, they might really retreat.

In front of thousands of people, they felt the gathering of each other, and under his coercion, they had a three-point tragic momentum.

An Qisheng's eyes swept across the faces that were either full of justice, or full of indignation, or ferocious, or solemn, and smiled:

"You are right, we have no grudges in the past, no hatred in the present, and there is no need to be so aggressive."

At the same time.

Murder, arson, rape and looting, plundering, forcing good women into prostitution, all kinds of things that have only been heard in legends in the past and present lives, constantly emerged in his mind.

The alternation of reality and dreams made him feel more deeply.

The strong prey on the weak, and the fittest survive. This is the way of heaven, but respecting the old and loving the young, helping the weak, helping the needy, and striving for self-improvement are the ways of humanity.

He could not help but have a deeper respect for the sages.

The laws of Xuanxing may have changed over the ages, but the unchanging morality is influencing every descendant, allowing them to understand the truth. This is the inheritance of humanity.

This is civilization.

The Jiufu Realm is rich in spiritual energy, vast land, and a large population. There are natural treasures and rare and exotic objects, but there is only a lack of morality.

Therefore, in his eyes, everything is incompatible.

Just as a ray of light shines down in the endless night, darkness cannot see light, and similarly, light cannot see darkness.

His killing intention is not nameless, but natural.

In other words, if he does not do this, his thoughts will not be able to pass.

Or in other words, knowledge and action are not unified.

"That's it"

Han Feng's face eased.

Zhou Dashan couldn't see it, so he thought Feng Qingxuan was not as strong as the rumors said. But he saw it carefully and knew that Feng Qingxuan was stronger than the rumors, and that's why he died so easily.

It was because this old Taoist priest was so strong that it was outrageous.

If he had a choice, he definitely didn't want to stand up and talk to this extremely vicious demon.

But he only said half a sentence, and An Qisheng suddenly spoke, interrupting his words like a sharp sword.

"Xia Wangye!"

An Qisheng spoke loudly, and his voice was like an arrow that shot through the air flow and spread over the wide flat land of dozens of miles.

"Hmm?"

Yun Haitian slowly opened his eyes and looked at An Qisheng, whose clothes were moving without wind in front of thousands of people:

"What advice do you have, brother?"

"If someone forces good women into prostitution, breaks up other people's families, and allows them to bully you"

In front of thousands of people, An Qisheng took a step forward.

One step forward, Han Feng and others changed their colors, and felt that the sky was falling, the earth was shaking, and the wind and thunder rolled in and poured into their hearts and lungs!

The majestic aura suddenly rose from the ground to the sky, which was extremely terrifying.

Yun Haitian's eyes lit up, and his tongue burst into thunder:

"Kill!"

"What if someone is ruthless and repays kindness with hatred?"

Amid the rolling sound waves, An Qisheng took another step forward.

In front of the chivalrous gate, Yun Haitian suddenly stood up, pushed away the disciples around him, and answered again:

"Should be killed!"

"If someone covets the eldest sister-in-law and assassinates the brother, the father knows to kill the father, and the mother knows to kill the mother, what should be done?"

An Qisheng took another step forward.

"Should be killed!"

Yun Haitian's breath shook and he answered again.

"If someone covets the master's unique skills, kills the master's family, burns them, and kills all the neighbors nearby, what should be done?"

An Qisheng took another step forward and let go of Sun En's palm.

"Kill!"

Yun Haitian shook his body and answered again.

"If someone practices the method of collecting and replenishing, needs a virgin girl every day, and has been doing so for thirteen years, what is the crime?"

"Kill!"

Yun Haitian's beard and hair were all stretched.

"What if someone covets other people's money, colludes with the government to kill the whole family, and does everything to rob and plunder?"

"Kill!"

An Qisheng took six steps in a row between the six questions and six answers.

A voice of momentum climbed to the peak, like an angry dragon soaring into the sky, and the momentum was so great that it forced thousands of people to retreat together, and their faces turned pale for a while.

Among the crowd, whether they were blood exchange masters, true qi condensation, or even qi meridian masters, all had pale faces.

It seemed that these six questions were asking Yun Haitian, but in fact, every word was knocking on their hearts, making them tremble and feel cold all over.

It was as if the resentful spirits that they had killed were biting their souls.

"Mad man, crazy man!"

Han Feng's face twitched, knowing that it would never be good again.

Finally, all distractions were abandoned.

Be ready.

The rest of the martial artists also gritted their teeth, their eyes reddened, their swords unsheathed, their extremely ferocious eyes like thousands of steel knives stabbing at An Qisheng.

An Qisheng looked up at the sky, it seemed that the sun was setting in the west, and the night was about to fall, but the sky was full of blood-red clouds.

His eyes were leisurely, and he slowly asked the last question:

"If someone relies on martial arts to commit violence, rape, plunder and commit all kinds of evil, what should be done?"

Yun Haitian's hair and beard were all erected, and his eyes were full of murderous intent:

"Kill!"

During the question and answer, he only felt that his spirit resonated with An Qisheng, and he also saw the scenes that were so tragic that he wanted to tear his eyes out.

"So"

An Qisheng exhaled slowly, and the air flow was like a huge wave hitting the table, and the dust stirred up was crisscrossed and spread for dozens of feet.

This breath was so rapid and long, like a howling wind, even if a person stood in front of him, it could be blown up to the sky.

Blown away together was the tragic momentum of the thousands of people in front of him who shared the same hatred for the enemy.

At the moment of the turbulent airflow, An Qisheng finally took the seventh step:

"Then,

Kill!"

Rumble!

It was like a volcano that had been squeezing for thousands of years erupting fiercely under his feet!

The earth seemed to have turned into water under the huge force that burst out in an instant, and the layers of air waves spread in all directions like concentric circles.

A hundred feet away, all the martial artists felt as if a dragon was turning over, and the earth was shaking.

"Is this still a human?!"

Han Feng and other three powerful qi meridian masters all changed their colors, and then let out an extremely aggrieved roar:

"Kill!"

We have retreated again and again, but you still want to force us.

Then let's fight to the death!

As the three roared together, their fists, knives, and swords broke through the heavy airflow at the same time. The passionate and surging true qi shook the airflow around the body and connected with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, bursting out the strongest blow in this life!

Boom!

Three auras connected into one, and the mighty true qi rolled and vibrated.

The martial artists who were a little slow also went crazy. Under the momentum that suppressed their despair, they roared like a desperate roar:

"Kill!"

How terrifying was the roar of thousands of people using their internal strength and true qi?

In an instant, it seemed as if millions of thunders exploded at the same time, and the sound waves whistled like a twelve-level gale. The birds flying hundreds of feet above the sky were directly killed by this thunder roar!

In an instant, swords and knives were like a forest.

When the air waves rolled, the killing intent was like a tide!

"What?"

Such a huge momentum, but the three people who stepped forward all changed their faces.

At the moment when An Qisheng stepped on the ground, he had already disappeared in the smoke and dust dragon!

Huh~

But in the next moment.

The three people's eyes blurred, and they felt the air flow was mighty and overwhelming, breaking through the waves and emptying out, and the air flow was like a steel knife cutting the earth.

Then, they saw a palm suddenly raised in the rolling smoke and dust.

It was like white jade at first.

But it turned red in an instant, and it was full of the smell of intense burning, as if it contained the most terrifying power in the world!

That palm was like a meteor falling from the sky, and its speed was extremely fast!

The three people's hair stood up, and they felt like small fish swimming upstream, facing the palm of the fisherman, and a huge sense of crisis filled their bodies.

That palm was like a pressure from the sky, it seemed to be everywhere, and it seemed to cover everything.

It came slowly, but it enveloped all three people.

"No!"

The old man in the golden robe had red eyes, shook his arm and raised it, and the long sword broke the sound barrier in an instant. The sharp blade that was so sharp that it would bleed even if you just looked at it tore through the wind and thunder, biting like a dragon.

It's a life-and-death struggle!

But the next moment, the hand fell.

He felt an indescribable force burst out, and his arm and the long sword were broken silently.

Then, the unstoppable hand moved like a mountain, flashing past as fast as thunder.

It hit him hard on the chest.

Bang!

Under the inaudible sound, it was a terrifying blow.

In the midst of blood spurting out, the body of the old man in the golden robe flew backwards like a cannonball.

The power contained in this palm was extremely terrifying. When he flew backwards, the bones of the old man in the golden robe, which were harder than steel, had been broken.

When he fell to the ground, the whole person was like a punctured water bag, spraying all the blood in his body.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Amid the screams one after another, countless people found that the countless blood sprayed by the old man in the golden robe seemed to have become the most terrifying hidden weapon.

It flew in all directions, and countless martial artists around were caught off guard and were beaten into sieves!

The dead and wounded were in a mess.

Bang!

Bang!

And immediately afterwards, two more figures with a cannonball shot down, and dozens of people who could not dodge were directly smashed to death on the spot.

"Puff!"

Han Feng spit out a mouthful of blood to the sky.

He laughed miserably and roared one last time:

"There are countless people like us in the world, how many can you kill?!"

Boom!

The thunderous sound that rushed with An Qisheng's landing poured into the crowd.

The next moment,

I saw a series of strong wind dragons soaring into the sky, countless people were blown away into the sky, and screams came one after another.

It seemed that Han Feng's voice had not yet fallen, and An Qisheng seemed to have killed hundreds of feet, and blood flowed everywhere he passed.

In the scarlet blood rain, a faint echo sounded:

"See one, kill one."

The second chapter is sent, and I will continue to write the third chapter.