The peerless beauty turns into a stinky and dirty face.

This scene was too subversive. Although many martial arts people who saw this scene knew that they were thieves from the Demon Sect, a trace of regret flashed through their hearts.

If it were me, would such a beautiful woman have been so straightforward?

Many people's eyes flashed, and the eyes of An Qisheng who slowly landed on the ground were already full of fear and fear.

"Well killed!"

Nangong Qing shouted loudly, very happy.

The people from the chivalrous sect also cheered.

Smack ~

An Qisheng landed gently, and his white robe hung down.

Dingdang ~

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

The hidden weapon was overwhelming, but he did not blow it away. However, after the strength was slightly weak, although he could penetrate gold and stone, he could not pierce his membrane.

After all, this Qi-breaking needle is more aimed at the true qi.

Unfortunately, his body is much stronger than his true energy.

With his current physique, even if he shoots a sniper rifle in the front, he cannot break his membrane. The terrifying increase in true energy on the body makes his body strong at this moment to an inhuman level.

Not to mention Xuanxing, even if it is a long-lasting world, there may not be anyone who can match it.

"Whether this Feng Qingxuan or this woman is much stronger than Xue Chaoyang, but she is far less than Tong Zhengyang..."

After glanced at the deep pit that was stinking, he turned around and walked towards the Chivalrous Sect.

There was a hint of thinking in my heart.

When he first came to this world, he was deeply afraid of the qi and meridians because the impression on him was really deep. When he entered the dream, Tong Zhengyang could not fight him in a real way, but his feelings were real.

Tong Zhengyang's body is only one line worse than him now, but his true energy is dozens of times that of himself at this time.

Compared to any master of Qi and meridians he saw when he came to Jiufu Realm, he was more than one line of strength.

In his speculation, if Tong Zhengyang had not been a peerless genius who had been seen in thousands of years, then in the past three thousand years, the martial arts of Jiufu Realm underwent major changes.

So much so that the qi and meridians are so different.

And he vaguely felt that most of them were the latter.

This is not difficult to understand. On Xuanxing, the knowledge level and depth of college graduates who have been separated by decades are also very different.

Step by step ~

While walking, An Qisheng's breath fell back and returned to the ordinary appearance of an old Taoist priest before.

His spirit was at the point where the cicadas were conscious before the autumn wind moved. As early as above the Great Dragon River, he realized that if he had an erection and returned to his youth, he would feel a sense of crisis.

Although his sense of crisis has been greatly reduced as his qi and meridians are almost completed, he does not want to cause trouble.

Whether it is youth or old, what does it matter?

However, although his breath fell, the land like hundreds of feet of ruins, Feng Qingxuan, which was already corpse on the ground and the deep pit that emitted foul smell, could not ignore his existence.

As he stepped forward, many martial arts people in front of the Chivalrous Sect were frightened and did not dare to look directly at his gaze. What's more, they took a few steps back hundreds of feet apart.

They did not forget that this old Taoist priest possessed the magical magic of spirit-taking, called the blood demon, and had a great murderous man who had slaughtered hundreds of martial arts people.

But, until Anqisheng got closer.

Although thousands of people in the martial arts world had different thoughts, no one dared to unsheath the sword, nor did he make even a slight sound, for fear of attracting his attention.

In front of the huge Xiayi Gate, there are dozens of miles of vast flat ground and thousands of martial arts people with swords and swords.

And the old Taoist in white who was walking forward.

For a moment it was like a stagnant picture.

Unspeakable harmony.

Also, it's indescribable.

Yun Dongliu, who was sitting dejectedly holding Sun En, felt even more gloomy in his heart.

Why do these people dare to sarcastically and condemn his master?

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

Of course he knew why, but the more he was, the more confused he became.

Is it really meaningful that my teacher’s persistence over the years?

"Hiss Yun."

An Qisheng walked to Yun Dongliu, and saw that he looked dazed, and couldn't help calling him.

There were many people around Yun Dongliu who were afraid that he would escape, but as he walked, he had already retreated far away.

The closest one is more than twenty feet away.

"Dao, Taoist priest?"

Yun Dongliu struggled to get up and smiled bitterly:

"Don't call me a hero anymore. Now I have any face..."

"Look."

An Qisheng didn't care about so much, his expression was indifferent. Under Qianbai's eyes, he slowly pointed to all the martial arts people around him and asked:

"Shim Yun, look at the many figures in front of the Chivalrous Sect. How many of them are humans, how many are birds, how many are beasts, and how many are beasts, how many are beasts? "

His voice was neither high nor low, but it happened to be clearly heard by all the martial arts people present.

He did not hide the ridicule in his words, which made all the martial arts people change their expressions.

After hearing that he compared them to animals, how could they be calm?

Some people were angry when they heard this, some were smiling bitterly, some were flinched, and some were unhappy. But no matter what they were thinking, just as soon as they looked up, they saw the old figure in white clothes.

A word of the word will disappear.

If a gentleman deceives him, what will the devil do?

I had to bear with him for a moment.

How many demons have been through ancient times, and who can live a life of freedom?

Some people feel ruthless.

"What?"

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

But he still answered:

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

He was in a state of chaos at this time, but in addition to himself, he also hated many martial arts people.

He has been kind to others for decades. They came and gave everything to entertain him, but faced numerous malice. How could he let go?

"From the old Taoist view."

An Qisheng held Sun En's little hand and walked slowly towards the Xiayi Gate.

Wherever you pass, the breath is quiet.

While his eyes opened and closed, deep in the unseen perspective, in the darkness as quiet as the night sky, more than a thousand "stars" flashing with light were slowly forming.

As his spirit continues to grow, it is no longer the time when he was overwhelmed by storing dozens of spiritual imprints.

With his current spirit, mind and spiritual imprints, he can also bear them together.

The gathering of various sects and sects and various masters here is more than 1,500, which is undoubtedly a "feast" for him.

Of course, I won't let it go.

"The King of Xia has always been upright and upholds his true intentions and is consistent. He is not only a human being, but also a great good person."

An Qisheng looked at the sea of ​​clouds and nodded slightly.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I dare not take it."

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

He was one of the few people who knew about An Qisheng's deeds. Yun Dongliu brought Erxiao to the Chivalrous Sect, so he naturally told him all the secrets.

Of course, he also knew that An Qisheng was not like the rumors in the world.

"Should you do."

Before the main entrance, An Qisheng's eyes were dull and he turned to someone not far away:

"Nangong Qing? You are known as a madman. Although you are paranoid, you can be considered a personal person."

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

Nangong Qing's expression was unpredictable.

He himself also had some good feelings for An Qisheng, but he naturally didn't like him when he said this.

An Qisheng looked at him deeply, and the latter's heart was shivering, then he looked at the disciples behind Yun Dongliu:

"Abide by one's true intention and practice the teacher's teachings are quite the same, and you can be considered a good person."

Yun Dongliu followed An Qisheng with all his steps, lowering his head and not daring to look at the brothers.

But after hearing An Qisheng's words, he still couldn't help but feel happy.

But he remembered that his evaluation in the eyes of this Taoist priest was also a "good person".

This title that many people in the martial arts world disdained, seems to be a very high evaluation in the heart of this Taoist priest.

"You serve your parents, take care of your wife and children, be friendly to your neighbors, but look down on others, calculate others' wealth but do not rob, and count it as a word."

An Qisheng glanced at a low man holding a knife.

The man's face changed, bowed his hand, and groaned a few times, but still responded dullly:

"Thank you for your comments."

"The tiger will not eat any child, but it will eat anything except this!"

An Qisheng looked at the man with a dark face and spoke:

"You kill neighbors and cause harm to one side. Apart from giving birth to the old mother, your wives and concubines are not as good as clothes. You treat people as blood and food, and you can be regarded as the word "beast"!"

The man's teeth were chewed and bowed without saying a word.

In front of the chivalrous gate, everything is silent.

Only a low footstep sounded at the same time the silence broke the silence.

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

Those who become humans are displeased in their hearts. Those who are called good people have strange looks, those who are called birds have angry faces, and those who are called beasts have even more distorted hearts.

But seeing that he didn't seem to have any intention of taking action, the experts on the ground didn't say anything, so they naturally didn't dare to have an attack.

In their opinion, the woman in red who could force a group of experts on the ground to not dare to fight, causing chaos in the Chivalrous Sect. Even the woman in red who had plotted against the heroes, Yun Haitian, was already a top expert.

But such a master was just slapped to death, so how could they dare to take the initiative to make a rash?

An Qisheng's movements were very fast, or not many comments were not made, so he quickly glanced at everyone one by one.

Now his mind is extremely powerful, and he doesn't even need to concentrate when he falls into a dream. He can see through his general life by just a glance. Whenever his spiritual imprint is formed, he will comment on someone.

It was only a thousand feet away from the west to the east, and in a moment, I had already understood the lives of nearly two thousand people present.

Huh ~

At this point, An Qisheng stopped and responded to Yun Dongliu’s question indifferently:

"When I came here, there were 136 people in front of the door, 321 birds, and 272 beasts."

Without waiting for Yun Dongliu to reply, he turned to everyone else:
Chapter completed!