Great Dao Ji

There was a moment of silence in the huge battlefield.

Only the sound of the 'rustling' blood spraying and the sound of the strong wind continued.

Thick blood spurted from Yang Lin's headless neck, and was then blown away by the strong wind into the hot and dry sky.

Like rain falling.

One person, facing an army of tens of thousands of red dragons and three masters of the divine veins, was able to fight back without hesitation, killing one person and knocking back two others!

How brilliant is this achievement?

Not only the many martial arts people in the distance, but also a group of well-trained elites of the Red Dragon Army, all felt horrified, shocked, and unbelievable at this time.

Bang!

What seemed like a long time, but was actually an instant, Yang Lin's head hit the ground, embedded in the ruins of the earth like a lead ball.

His bloodshot eyes stared at An Qisheng with a dead look on his face.

The spirit of the divine vein is extremely powerful, and even though his head was cut off and his spirit was severely damaged, there is still a thought that has not disappeared.

He was unwilling to give in, extremely unwilling.

His sword clearly cut through An Qisheng's body-protecting energy and hit his neck!

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An Qisheng stood with a gun, his palm gently brushed his neck. Between his fingers, a white mark like a mark left after being beaten slowly disappeared.

Yang Lin's last seven-kill sword cut through his Gang Qi, but with his physical strength, the sword's strength was greatly reduced, and naturally it was not enough to cut through his body.

Bang!

As An Qisheng lowered his arm, Yang Lin's head exploded completely, and red and white things flew away.

It's hard to kill with divine veins, how can you feel at ease if your head doesn't explode?

At this point, the commander of the Jin Yiwei, a high-ranking master of divine veins in the Dafeng Dynasty, was completely dead.

Huhu~~

As the air blew slightly, An Qisheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Ji Chonghua in the distance.

Compared to Cao Tiangang, who was beaten hundreds of feet into the sky like a ball by his spears, Ji Chonghua did not suffer any injuries, and all the embarrassment was that of the Foreign Minister.

The toughness of the red armor surprised him.

Ji Chonghua stood in red armor with a long sword, his messy hair flying in the wind. He was in a mess, but his aura was rising instead of falling. He stared at An Qisheng and said word by word:

"I have underestimated you, and everyone in the world has underestimated you."

This confrontation, since Han Changgong did not want to intervene, was naturally planned by him.

He asked himself that he had made complete preparations. Not to mention An Qisheng, but also the great masters at the top of the earth rankings. When they entered the military formation and were suppressed in the power of communion with heaven and earth, It may not be possible to retreat completely.

The old Taoist priest was able to kill Yang Lin in the end. Such tyranny made him feel dreamy in his heart.

If they hadn't known that he had not yet perfected the divine veins, almost everyone would have thought that he had already cultivated Taiyin Wuji like Pang Wanyang, and was ready to aspire to the threshold of heaven and man.

This old Taoist priest was stronger than he expected, so that all his plans failed.

It has even reached the point where it is now in a dilemma.

Suddenly, he thought of Hanchang Palace.

Could it be that that godly old guy had anticipated this scene a long time ago and was unwilling to come forward?

boom!

The air flow rolled, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and Cao Tiangang, who looked ashen-faced, fell from the sky and landed in the distance.

Compared to Ji Chonghua, who was just a little embarrassed, Cao Tiangang was much miserable. He was as ragged as a beggar, with gun marks all over his fair skin and blood dripping.

Cao Tiangang wiped his stiff face, his chest heaving:

"Okay, okay, okay! What a Taoist Wang Quan! What a Blood Demon An Qisheng!"

He fell from the sky and was beaten hundreds of feet into the air like a dog. How could he not bear such a painful lesson that he would never forget.

At the same time, a hint of fear arose in my heart.

This old Taoist priest seems to be much stronger than when he killed the Red Sun Dharma King.

In the battle where he killed King Hong Sun in the mountains of Liangzhou, although he and Liu Yanchang retreated, one was because they were injured, and the other was because they were afraid of being plotted by other martial arts figures after fighting him.

But at this time, he really wanted to quit.

An Qisheng's eyes were deep and he looked at the two of them lightly.

Once the divine veins are complete, the body-protecting aura is almost impervious to water and fire, and he has the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth, making him extremely difficult to kill.

He was able to kill Yang Lin under the siege of three people, or because they thought this was a must-kill place. After being spotted by him, they took the initiative to enter, and at the last moment used the Bagua furnace to swallow the three of them with all their strength. It bounced back all at once,

He unleashed all his killing moves before killing Yang Lin and repelling the two men.

Although the siege was broken at this time, it was even more difficult to kill Cao Tiangang and Ji Chonghua who were on guard.

Vice versa, the same is true.

Without him, it would be too easy to retreat.

Just as in the original trajectory, the Red Sun Dharma King proudly laughed at Dafeng, massacred several cities, and all the court masters came out. Even after the old monk Yixiu killed Han Jiao from the air, the Red Sun Dharma King was only seriously injured and escaped.

Divine Vein is too difficult to kill.

An Qisheng felt this in his heart. How could Cao Tiangang and Ji Chonghua not know that this time they had already failed and it was impossible to kill them.

Cao Tiangang took a deep breath and sneered:

"We still have two thousand miles to go to Fengdu. I want to see if you can reach the top of Fengdu City!"

But he has already decided to quit.

Ji Chonghua was speechless and seemed to have acquiesced to Cao Tiangang's words.

He turned his eyes slightly and glanced at a young general in the distance.

As the horn resounded through the sky, the Red Dragon Army silently retreated.

"Fengdu, of course I'm going there."

At this time, An Qisheng slowly raised his eyebrows, his calm and somewhat cold eyes fell on Cao Tiangang and the other two, and he slowly spoke.

Ji Chonghua's eyes suddenly jumped.

Then there was a roar like a meteor falling to the ground.

Smoke and dust rose up, and earth and rocks flew.

As An Qisheng stepped, his unparalleled physique smashed the airflow several feet in front of him, and swooped down with an extremely domineering attitude.

The voice was indifferent and full of cold currents:

"But you may not all be able to go back!!"

The divine veins are naturally difficult to kill.

However, it is not impossible to kill!

Although An Qisheng considers himself to be a gentleman and easy-going person, he can't just give up and watch the two retreat calmly, preparing to come and kill again!

It's better to kill them all at once!

Whether you can kill them or not, you have to try!

Buzz~

The void is full of ripples.

An Qisheng came in mid-air, his clothes fluttering, and his red-gold spear waving like a dragon, pulling out a long white wave in the sky.

As the sound waves whistled, he had already rushed towards Cao Tiangang!

Cao Tiangang was furious, and with a long roar, his true energy came out of his body, and his powerful palm power hit An Qisheng like a surging wave.

But his body turned in mid-air and broke through the air to escape:

"Old bastard! You have guts!"

Not far away, a red light flashed by, but Ji Chonghua was a few points faster than him.

The two fled almost at the same time, without even looking at Yang Lin's headless body.

Boom!

The spear shook and pierced the powerful palm power.

An Qisheng stepped on the air like a wave, chasing after Cao Tiangang who had escaped after sending out a palm, and laughed:

"Of course, he is much better than you, a spineless old thing!"

"Old bastard!"

In the sky, Cao Tiangang roared in shock and anger.

In just a moment, the three of them had completely disappeared on this boundless snowfield.

Only the taciturn Chi Jiao army slowly retreated after cleaning up the battlefield.

Only a scarlet ruin like hell was left, telling the world how tragic this battle was.

Far away, a group of martial artists were shocked beyond words. This battle made them see what the pinnacle of martial arts is.

They were terrified and horrified, and they had infinite longing.

If I could reach such a realm

"Such a person, such a battle"

Fan Zimin yearned in his heart and couldn't help himself for a long time.

After a long time, he suddenly seemed to remember something, took out a pen and paper from his bosom, leaned over a big stone, and began to write furiously:

[In the winter of the 197th year of Dafeng, the weather was very cold and the breath turned into ice.

Dafeng Grand Master Ji Chonghua, East Factory Supervisor Cao Tiangang, Jinyiwei Commander Yang Lin, three great masters of the divine veins, led more than 10,000 red dragon troops to fight against Wang Quan Taoist An Qisheng on the thousands of miles of frozen Zhongzhou Plain.

When this battle started, the wind and clouds changed color, the earth shook like a dragon turning over, and it was tragic and unspeakable.

In the end, Wang Quan Taoist An Qisheng swept the red dragon army with his long spear, killed Jinyiwei Commander Yang Lin among the thousands of troops, and the remaining power forced Ji Chonghua and Cao Tiangang, two great masters of the divine veins, to retreat, and became famous all over the world.

Recorder: Storyteller Fan]

The Dalong River spans across the states, extending for tens of thousands of miles.

The sky was full of heavy snow, and under the severe cold, the Dalong River also ushered in the annual freezing period.

Boom!

As the air burst, Ji Chonghua landed on the ice and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The divine vein's true qi can interact with the heaven and earth. Except in an environment like the Red Dragon Army, the true qi is endless.

Flying in the air, one can even cross more than a thousand miles in a day.

However, the true qi is infinite, but the mental strength is limited.

After a fierce battle, he flew more than a thousand miles in the air. At this time, he felt a little tired and could only land a little slower.

But even when he landed, his speed was very fast, and he whistled for hundreds of feet. The violent friction between the qi and the air flow made bursts of thunder-like explosions.

Occasionally, someone passed by, and only bursts of thunder-like explosions could be heard.

But no one could be seen.

This speed is no longer a burden for the divine vein, just like ordinary people walking normally.

"How can An Qisheng be so powerful and incredible?"

While running, Ji Chonghua was still a little surprised.

As far as he knew, An Qisheng had not yet been promoted to the divine vein. Even if he had practiced some horizontal training, how could he be so powerful?

I am afraid that even the legendary masters of the heavenly weapons of all generations would not be more than this.

Could it be that the old Taoist priest had also been recognized as the master of the heavenly weapons?

This thought had been lingering in his mind for a long time.

Because of this, he wanted to retreat. Otherwise, even if Yang Lin died, he and Cao Tiangang would not be without a fight.

Just thinking of the power of the heavenly weapons he had seen

Suddenly, his heart was shocked.

Looking up, he saw a Taoist standing on the Dalong River. The wind and snow blew, and his clothes were all lifted up, fluttering like a banished immortal.

Chapter 2 is here, and I will continue to write Chapter 3.