Great Dao Ji

The top of Dafeng City is thirty-three feet high. Looking around, the view is endless, and the sky seems to be within reach.

Under the city wall, many pedestrians, merchants, and martial artists are shocked and shocked.

On the city wall, many soldiers are watching, their expressions are tense, their bodies are stiff, but there are also many soldiers with fire in their eyes and murderous intent in their chests.

"Ah!"

On the top of an attic in the city, looking at An Qisheng who climbed to the top of the city, Liu Yanchang roared to the sky, full of indignation and unwillingness.

Ten days ago, including him, everyone thought that this old Taoist priest was overestimating his own abilities and seeking death.

But in just ten days, this old Taoist priest has traveled six thousand miles, broke through their siege, and climbed to the top of Fengdu City under the attention of thousands of people!

What he is stepping on at this time is not a city wall?

It is clearly the law and dignity of the court!

But even if he is angry and unwilling, he can't stop the fact that the matter is done.

There is no chance.

With such fighting power, no one in Fengdu City who can make a move can be his opponent.

And even if he can make a move.

How dare he fight with such unscrupulous and vicious people in Fengdu City?

An Qisheng seemed to be unaware of the outside world.

Since he climbed the top of Fengdu City, his spirit seemed to have undergone a strange transformation.

The improvement of state of mind and spirit is not like swallowing and exhaling spiritual energy, moving internal force and true qi, but more mysterious.

But at this time, he felt the transformation of his spirit.

Like the roundness of the golden elixir, like a newborn baby, lively and full of vitality, even with his mind moving, it seems that he can break out of the body at any time.

Rumble!

As soon as An Qisheng thought about it, he seemed to hear a deafening thunder.

This is not real thunder, but a warning from the mind.

But the warning from the mind also proves that he has the qualifications to "leave the body" and undergo the baptism of thunder.

As his mind turned, his eyes fell on Cao Tiangang.

Whoosh~

Cao Tiangang died but did not fall, his messy hair fluttering in the wind, his ragged clothes all naked.

This old eunuch fled decisively on the snowy plain, but standing on the city wall, he seemed to have no intention of retreating.

An Qisheng felt something in his heart, his eyes passed through the clouds and the sky, and looked at the royal city behind the huge bronze statue standing in the city:

"Is it because of him?"

Ten thousand people form an army, ten million people form a country, Dafeng's land is not much different from the entire Xuanxing, with more than one hundred million people.

For such a country, how strong is the fortune of a country?

At this glance, I only felt the light and shadow flow, the fortune of ten thousand people became a dragon, and the magnificent aura was mighty, showing the supreme kingship to the world.

Anyone who is proficient in looking at the aura must be in awe.

In his perception.

In the imperial city, there seemed to be an indifferent gaze, as if someone was looking at the top of the city.

That person had a lazy aura, and under the national destiny, he was like a dragon hovering, indifferent and majestic, sacred and cold.

He knew that the owner of that gaze was the current King Feng, the master of the seventy-three states of Dafeng, and more than 100 million soldiers and civilians.

The owner of Dafeng's "family business".

"King Feng"

A ripple appeared in the depths of An Qishengmou's eyes. The King Feng was not within his perception range, so he naturally could not form his mark, or watch the trajectory of his fate.

However, as early as three months ago, when Cao Tiangang and Liu Yanchang surrounded and killed the Red Sun Dharma King, he had already had a deep understanding of the King Feng through Cao Tiangang and the two.

In the huge royal city, except for the old eunuch hiding in the deep palace who was a divine vein, which he had vaguely guessed when he entered Xue Chaoyang's dream.

This King Feng had already forged a divine vein!

This King Feng was the son of the previous King Feng in his old age. At that time, the prince had already grown up. He had no desire for the throne. Instead, he loved to practice martial arts and often traveled in the rivers and lakes.

He was talented and had good luck. He had already forged a qi channel before he ascended the throne. After ascending the throne, he lived in seclusion for decades. No one knew his depth, but Cao Tiangang and others knew that King Feng had already forged a divine vein and lived for three hundred years.

He is only sixty years old now, but he still has a life span of more than two hundred years!

Of course, more importantly, there is a divine weapon hidden in the King City of Dafeng!

Because of this, he has ambitions. He not only wants to collect the world's weapons, but also wants to unify the world!

Unfortunately, because of the divine weapon, the King Feng at this time, or the old eunuch who is said to have followed the Taizu of Dafeng, can't make a move.

He has always been cautious and brave.

If he dares to come to Fengdu, he will naturally know nothing.

Cry~

In the sky, an eagle's cry broke through the clouds.

Amidst the wind and clouds, the golden eagle swooped down hundreds of feet and then flew away.

At the same time, an arrow broke through the clouds and shot directly at the city wall!

Snap!

An Qisheng grabbed the arrow and looked up, only to see a black robe flying above the golden eagle that was flying away.

"Han Changgong"

An Qisheng's eyes condensed and recognized the person on the back of the golden eagle.

Huh!

There seemed to be a strong wind on the city wall, and the soldiers felt a flash before their eyes, and the old Taoist priest had disappeared without a trace.

"He just left like that?"

The soldiers stood there in a daze, and it took a long time for them to come back to their senses.

Plop~

I don't know how many soldiers felt weak in their legs and fell to the ground, only then did they realize that their clothes were sticky and wet in their armor, and they were sweating coldly.

Snap!

On the towering Star-Picking Platform, the white jade teacup was crushed to pieces.

The many eunuchs standing silently around all trembled and fell to their knees, trembling with fear.

“Very good, very good”

Prince Feng lowered his eyes, his face as calm as a pool of stagnant water, but his voice was extremely cold.

He was filled with murderous intent and was shocked.

He never expected that an old Taoist priest who had not yet forged a divine vein according to the information would be so terrifying.

Not only did they break through the blockade of the Red Dragon Army, they also killed Yang Lin, Cao Tiangang, and Ji Chonghua one after another.

Especially Ji Chonghua.

That was his latent minister, his true confidant, and even his only friend.

If he hadn't always been very deep in the city, he would have been unable to resist taking action this time.

"Your Majesty, calm down."

Beside King Feng, a thin and handsome eunuch suppressed the grief in his heart and knelt down.

His name is Yutian, he is Cao Tiangang's younger brother and is in charge of the West Factory.

It's just that Xichang is responsible for guarding the royal city, so his reputation is not obvious.

While leaning down, he waved his hand behind him.

The eunuchs who were kneeling all over the floor quickly and carefully retreated.

"Eunuch Yu, why are there so many people in the world who have no king or father?"

Prince Feng rubbed his brows lightly, his voice a little low:

"I gave them a superior status and allowed them to 'rob the rich and give to the poor' without paying any respect to the officials. Yet they still dare to despise the court's laws and disobey my wishes!"

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

Yutian bowed slightly and replied respectfully: "With a sharp blade and a murderous intention, let alone possessing such force? This has been the case for thousands of years, but there is no need for the king to be too angry."

Yutian's face was respectful, and her voice was soft and gentle but not sharp.

It has a gentle and gentle feeling, which makes people smell it like a spring breeze paving the way.

King Feng frowned.

Of course he understands this.

Compared with ordinary people, people who practice martial arts have too much power.

Not to mention the divine veins and qi pulses, all those who have achieved great success in blood exchange are the masters of one side.

Do you think you are willing to endure poverty if you have invincible military power?

When delicacies from mountains and seas, gold, silver, jewels, beauties and treasures are all at your fingertips, and you only need to kill a few ordinary people who you can crush to death, how many of them can keep their peace?

For tens of thousands of years, the rivers and lakes and the court have been incompatible with each other. If the court goes along with it, it will be fine. If it doesn't, war will inevitably break out.

Taizu Dafeng was also a big gang that controlled all the states two hundred years ago?

Is it because they saw the end of the dynasty and the rise of heroes who were greedy for the sacred weapons of the country, so they raised the army?

"What Taizu said is true! These martial arts people will always be a disaster if they are not eliminated."

Prince Feng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes cold.

During the tens of thousands of years of dynasty changes, those martial arts gangs that dominated the area rose up in the chaos. This is how Taizu Dafeng got his start. Of course, he couldn't be unaware of it.

Because ordinary people, even if they are thousands of people, can never stop the charge of a hundred cavalry of the Red Dragon Army. The only ones who truly have the power to rebel are the many Jianghu gangs, large sects, and sects.

Those who can replace Dafeng will never be those ordinary people!

Therefore, he would target the martial arts world.

Putting away the weapons is only the first step, destroying the weapons is his ultimate goal.

Prince Feng felt a slight chill in his heart.

That day is not far away

"Your Majesty said so"

Yutian responded respectfully, paused, gritted his teeth gently and asked:

"Senior brother was killed. Do you need to inform the teacher about this?"

"Um?"

Prince Feng raised his eyebrows, and anger finally appeared on his face:

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Plop~

Yutian knelt down and put his forehead on the cold floor:

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, but I do not hesitate to speak."

Phew~

Prince Feng waved his sleeves and looked at Yutian with cold eyes:

"Your teacher has important matters to attend to, so we can't disturb you. Please step aside!"

"yes!"

Yutian put away the trace of sadness on his face, slowly raised his head, bowed and stepped back.

"Wait a minute."

Prince Feng's expression returned to calm. After calling Yutian, he paused and said:

"I will never forget this grudge, but this is not the time yet."

"This slave knows."

Yutian’s voice paused:

"My servant thanks the king for his kindness on behalf of my senior brother."

"Go ahead."

King Feng waved his hand and looked at the bronze statue towering over the sea of ​​clouds.

He was trampled on his law and dignity, and killed three of his ministers and even his only friend.

No one wants to take action more, or has more murderous intent than him.

But now is not the time

boom!

The air currents rolled and blew up the thick snow.

The Golden Eagle King spread his wings and left, as if he was greatly frightened and did not dare to stay at all.

But Han Changgong, dressed in black, slowly landed by the roadside.

He looked at An Qisheng, who was sitting cross-legged under a tree in the distance, with a gun in front of his knees.

An Qisheng slowly raised his eyebrows and glanced at Gui Xiaoer, who was thrown aside by Han Changgong:

"Prisoner Qintian, Hanchang Palace? Why did you bring me here?"

"I met the Taoist priest in Hanchang Palace."

Han Changgong looked calm, waved his sleeves and robe, cupped his hands and said:

"I'm here for nothing else but the Taoist Priest's life!"

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