Great Dao Ji

An Qisheng's heart trembled.

The man in black standing near the fence was the mysterious man he had seen in the video who seemed to have traveled through time!

Since he learned about this person's existence, he has had many thoughts, but he has never thought of taking the initiative to find this person.

After all, just because he escaped from the Golden Eagle Kingdom despite being seriously injured that would kill any divine warrior immediately, we can see how dangerous he is.

He never expected that he would run into this person while chasing Miao Xiong and others.

Is this good luck or bad luck?

"hehe"

There was a look of indifference on Tong Zhengyang's pale face.

Kimura Minoru himself didn't have any martial arts skills, he was just a temporary tool for him to use the soul-stealing method to completely squeeze out his potential.

It can completely ignore musculoskeletal damage and exert all the strength of the body. The maximum strength can reach almost 10,000 kilograms.

Using the measurement unit in this world, it is more than five tons.

Being able to beat him to death would be quite interesting for that young man.

Shi Xinwu staggered over, and Shi Xinlu, who could not lift his arms, supported each other, both looking solemn.

Although the man on the boat just stood quietly, he gave them great oppression.

Who is this person?

The two great monks were scratching their heads, but they couldn't think of a master who could compete with the person in front of them.

Click~

An Qisheng shook his arms and straightened the broken bones, feeling extremely solemn in his heart.

Thinking that the ruins-like battlefield of the Golden Eagle Kingdom that he had seen in the news was most likely caused by the person in front of him, he would not even think of escaping.

Miao San was the only one who tried to escape, but his blood was still cold at this time.

"How many of them are from Daxuan?"

A faint smile appeared on Tong Zhengyang's face, as if he didn't care at all that a few people beat him to death under his nose.

In fact, he didn't care at all.

Although this world is small, it has a lot of people. Tens of billions of people live in this tiny place. There can be hundreds of similar tool people at any time.

"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

An Qisheng took a deep breath and asked.

"Who am I? Don't you know?"

Tong Zhengyang glanced at An Qisheng with a smile but not a smile, with a trace of ripples in his eyes:

"When you first saw me, your heart beat faster, your pupils shrank, and your facial muscles changed three times. I think you must have seen me through some way."

"this person"

An Qisheng gritted his teeth slightly, and then replied calmly: "I have indeed seen your appearance through some channels."

"It seems that many people know me."

Tong Zhengyang smiled faintly, moved his body, and landed on the beach.

His speed was so fast that even An Qisheng, who was staring closely at him, could only see his eyes blurred and could not see his movements.

His speed almost exceeded the ability of human retinas to capture, making An Qisheng even more cautious.

Tong Zhengyang didn't care about the three people who were facing formidable enemies, and spoke slowly:

"I'm going to Daxuan, you can lead the way."

"Are you going to Daxuan?"

The color of Shi Xin's road changed.

He didn't know the origin of the man in front of him, but he could vaguely sense the undisguised malice in that man.

If such a person enters Daxuan

"Let us take you into Daxuan, it's impossible."

Shi Xinwu coughed up a mouthful of blood and responded hoarsely.

"hehe."

Tong Zhengyang's eyes shifted and fell on him, with disgust in his eyes:

"Sure enough, bald donkeys are equally annoying no matter where they are."

The experience of being chased by Wang Quandao and Huangjue Temple flashed through his mind, and Tong Zhengyang felt the intention to kill.

In his life, he hated monks and Taoist priests the most.

boom!

The moment Tong Zhengyang's eyes turned cold, Shi Xinwu felt as if thunder exploded in his heart, and all his thoughts disappeared at once.

My mind went blank.

"not good!"

Alarm flashed through Shi Xinwu's heart.

He saw a hand falling from the sky, covering the sky and clouds, and tyrannically squeezing away everything in his sight.

He completely became the only one in his sight!

Bang!

An Qisheng's eyes blurred, and the next moment, Shi Xinwu's headless body fell into the sea water.

The whole head was pressed into the chest!

"Junior brother!!!"

Shi Xinlu's eyes were about to burst and he roared wildly.

He was seriously injured and could barely lift his arms, but at the same time as he shouted, he had already crashed into Tong Zhengyang who was very close at hand.

"Master no!"

An Qisheng stepped on Shi Xinlu.

The distance between the two was only three or four meters, and at his speed, it would take less than a tenth of a second.

But at this time, it seemed too slow.

Shi Xinlu's roar seemed to have just sounded, and a white palm had already fallen down again.

At this moment, An Qisheng could see clearly.

The mysterious man didn't even raise his eyelids, but slowly raised his hand, as if swatting a mosquito, and pressed it lightly.

puff!

With just a press of his hand, Shi Xinlu's body froze, following in the footsteps of his junior brother.

The huge head has been pressed into the chest!

"master"

An Qisheng's palms grabbed in the air in vain, his face felt warm and blood splattered all over his face.

"Do you want to shake my hand?"

Tong Zhengyang took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, which were not dirty at all. He put the handkerchief in An Qisheng's hand and said with a faint smile:

"Got to wipe your hands."

An Qisheng's red eyes reflected Tong Zhengyang's face.

That cold face was now smiling like a cat playing with a mouse, and his eyes were filled with absolute coldness and evil.

Killing was commonplace for him.

I remember this face.

The blood on his face slowly faded, and An Qisheng's eyelids drooped, covering his eyes.

He bent down, picked up Shi Xinlu's tall body with his left hand, which was still movable, and put it on his shoulder. He then picked up Shi Xinwu's body, turned slowly, and walked towards the beach.

He turned his back to Tong Zhengyang, as if he was not afraid of him attacking from behind.

The boiling murderous intent was pressed into his heart bit by bit.

At this moment, An Qisheng lost all fear in his heart.

Some people will be overwhelmed by emotions, and some people will be swayed by anger and murderous intent, but some people will become calmer when their emotions are boiling.

An Qisheng belongs to the latter.

He knew very well that the only thing he could do for the two monks at this time was to survive.

Only by staying alive can he have the opportunity to smash the face that disgusted him bit by bit!

"Haha, interesting"

Looking at An Qisheng carrying the corpse forward, Tong Zhengyang's mouth corners rose.

He knew An Qisheng's psychology very well.

But, so what?

In such a place without any spiritual energy, he would certainly be dragged down by his tyrannical body and would most likely starve to death.

But as long as he didn't die, he would be truly invincible!

In such a cruel world, it was impossible for an individual to be equal to or even surpass him.

If these two monks were not to his liking, then kill them. As for the hatred of a weak person like a chicken.

How could he care?

An Qisheng placed the bodies of the two monks under the coconut tree and bowed deeply:

"Goodbye, two masters"

The three of them had been together for only one day, and he and the two monks had spoken no more than ten sentences, but after all, they had fought side by side. Seeing them die in such a way, how could he not have fluctuations in his heart?

"Stay a hundred meters away from me, and I will kill you immediately."

Tong Zhengyang glanced at An Qisheng calmly.

If possible, he would rather use the Soul-stealing Technique to completely tamper with and distort this person's mind.

However, the Wangquan Sword has not yet recognized its master, and it consumes a lot of his mental power at all times. Although he looks down on these warriors in this world, he has to say that these warriors are very determined.

In the Bamboo Dragon Club, he has tried it. It is not a good idea to use the Soul-stealing Technique on these warriors.

"Speaking of which, the Wangquan Sword seems to be a little active. Is it about to recognize its master?"

Thinking of the Wangquan Sword, Tong Zhengyang felt a little better.

An Qisheng stood up, with no expression on his face. With the control of the body by the Huajin, it is easy to control his expression.

"Let's go."

Tong Zhengyang said calmly.

An Qisheng took a deep look at the headless corpse under the coconut tree, turned around and walked towards the road.

"Interesting."

Tong Zhengyang smiled indifferently, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person:

"Since you are obedient, I can leave you a tombstone after death. What is your name?"

He did not hide his meaning at all.

Tell An Qisheng clearly that you will die once you enter Daxuan, and if you don't lead the way, you will be dead in the next second.

What would you choose?

Unexpectedly, An Qisheng did not stop at all:

"An Qisheng!"

"What?"

Unexpectedly, when An Qisheng heard his own name, Tong Zhengyang paused and showed surprise for the first time on his face:

"You, what is your name?"