An Qisheng's heart trembled.

The man in black standing on the fence is the mysterious person he once saw in the video who seems to have crossed over!

Ever since he learned about the existence of this person, he had had a lot of thoughts, but he didn't think about taking the initiative to find this person.

After all, just from the fact that he was seriously injured enough to kill anyone who saw the Divine Warrior and was able to escape from the Golden Eagle Country, he could know how dangerous it was.

He never imagined that chasing Miao Xiong and the others would actually run into this person.

Is this too good luck, or too bad luck?

"Hehe....."

Tong Zhengyang's pale face was indifferent.

That Kimura Minoru himself didn't have any kung fu, but he was just a tool man who completely drained his potential with the Soul Snatching Dafa and used it temporarily.

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

The unit of measurement in this realm is more than five tons.

If you can beat him to death, the boy will be a little interesting.

Shi Xinwu staggered over, and Shi Xinlu, who couldn't lift his arms, supported each other, with the same solemn expression.

The man on the boat, though he was only standing quietly, gave them great oppression.

Who is this man?

The two great monks searched their stomachs, and there was no master in their minds who could compete with the person in front of them.

Click~

An Qisheng's arm trembled, putting the broken bone in place, and his heart was extremely solemn.

Thinking that the ruin-like battlefield of the Golden Eagle Country that he had seen in the news was most likely done by the person in front of him, he would not even have the idea of escaping.

Miao San, the only one who tried to escape, was not 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 about the people who killed him right under his nose.

In fact, he didn't care at all.

Although this world is small, there are a lot of people, tens of billions of people live in this projectile land, and similar tool people can be found at any time.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

An Qisheng took a deep breath and asked.

"Who am I? Didn't you know? ”

Tong Zhengyang glanced at An Qisheng with a smile, and his eyes were shining with a trace of ripples:

"The first time you saw me, your heart beat faster, your pupils shrank, and your facial muscles changed three times, so you should have seen me somehow......"

"This man ......"

An Qisheng gritted his teeth slightly, and then replied calmly: "I have indeed seen Your Excellency's appearance through some means. ”

"It seems that there are quite a few people who know me."

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

Its speed was extremely fast, even An Qisheng, who was staring at him closely, only felt a flower in front of him, and he couldn't see his movements.

His speed almost outpaced the capture of the human retina, making An Qisheng more cautious in his heart.

Tong Zhengyang didn't care about the three people who were like facing the enemy, and said slowly:

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

"You're going to Daxuan?"

The color of the road surface has changed.

He didn't know where the person in front of him came from, but he could faintly feel the undisguised malice in that person.

Such a person, if he enters the Great Xuan.......

"Let's take you into the Great Xuan, impossible."

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

"Huh."

Tongzheng Yang's eyes shifted and fell on him, with disgust in his eyes:

"Sure enough, the bald donkey is the same annoying everywhere......"

The experience of being chased and killed by Wang Quandao and Huangjue Temple flashed, and Tong Zhengyang had murderous intent.

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

Rumble!

The moment Tongzheng Yang's eyes were cold, Shi Xinwu only felt that there seemed to be a thunderbolt exploding in his heart, and all thoughts disappeared at once.

My mind went blank.

"Not good!"

Shi Xinwu's heart just flashed with alertness.

He saw a hand descend from the sky, covering the sky and the clouds, squeezing everything in his sight in a domineering manner.

Completely became the only one in his sight!

Bang!

An Qisheng only felt a flower in front of him, and the next moment, the headless corpse of Shi Xinwu had already fallen into the seawater.

The whole head was pressed into the chest!

"Senior Brother !!"

His eyes were cracked, and he roared wildly.

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

"Master don't!"

As soon as An Qisheng stepped on his feet, he had to pull the way to release his heart.

The two of them were only three or four meters apart, and at his speed, it didn't take a tenth of a second.

But at this point, it seems too slow and too slow.

The roar of Shi Xinlu seemed to have just sounded, and a white palm had already fallen again.

At this moment, An Qisheng saw it clearly.

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

Burst!

Just pressed it casually, and his body stiffened, following in the footsteps of his junior brother.

The huge head has been pressed into the chest!

"Master ......"

An Qisheng's palm grabbed in the air in vain, and his face was warm, and blood was spilled all over his face.

"Do you want to shake my hand?"

Tong Zhengyang took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands without a trace of filth, put the handkerchief in An Qisheng's hand, and said with a faint smile:

"Gotta wipe your hands."

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

There was a hint of a cat-and-mouse smile on that indifferent face, and there was absolute coldness and evil in his eyes.

Murder seemed to him to be a daily routine.

This face, I remember.

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

He bent down, picked up the tall corpse of Shi Xinlu with his still movable left hand and put it on his shoulder, lifted Shi Xinwu's body again, turned around slowly, and walked towards the beach.

He turned his back to Tong Zhengyang, and he was not afraid of his back.

The boiling killing intent was pressed into the bottom of his heart little by little.

At this moment, Anqisheng lost all fear in his heart.

Some people will be carried away by emotions, and some people will be swayed by anger and killing intent, but some people, when their emotions are more and more boiling, will become more and more calm.

Enchson falls into the latter category.

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

Only by living can he have a chance to smash that disgusting face little by little!

"Hehe, funny ......"

Looking at An Qisheng, who was walking forward with the corpse, the corners of Tong Zhengyang's mouth rose.

He knew Ankisheng's psychology very well.

But, so what?

In such a desperate place where there was no aura at all, he would certainly be dragged down by his strong body, and he would most likely be starved to death.

But as long as he doesn't die, he is truly invincible!

In such a cruel world, there can be no individual who equals, or even surpasses him.

If these two monks don't agree, then kill them, as for the hatred of a person who is as weak as a chicken cub.

Where would he care?

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

"Two masters go well......

The three of them had only been together for a day, and he and the two great monks had spoken no more than ten sentences, but in the end, they had fought side by side, and seeing them die like this, how could his heart not fluctuate?

"A hundred meters away from me, I will kill you immediately."

Tong Zhengyang glanced at An Qisheng lightly.

If possible, he would prefer to completely tamper with the Soul Snatching Dafa and distort this person's spirit.

However, Wang Quanjian has not yet recognized the master, and he has to consume a lot of spiritual power at all times, although he can't look down on these martial artists in this world, he has to say that the spirit of these martial artists is very firm.

In the Bamboo Dragon Society, he had already tried, and it was not a good idea to cast the Soul Snatching Dafa on these martial artists.

"Speaking of which, the sword of royal power seems to be a little active, is this about to recognize the Lord?"

Thinking of Wang Quanjian, Tong Zhengyang was in a slightly better mood.

An Qisheng straightened up, with no expression on his face, and with the control of the physical body, it was easy to control the expression.

"Let's go."

Tong Zhengyang said lightly.

An Qisheng took a deep look at the headless body under the coconut tree, and turned to walk towards the road.

"Interesting."

Tong Zhengyang smiled disapprerovingly, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead man:

"For the sake of your obedience, I can leave you a monument after death, what is your name?"

He didn't hide what he meant.

Tell An Qisheng plainly, as soon as you enter the Great Xuan, it will be your death, and if you don't lead the way, you will be lying on the ground in the next second.

What would you choose?

Contrary to Tong Zhengyang's expectations, An Qisheng did not pause at his feet:

"Anqisheng!"

"What?"

Contrary to An Qisheng's expectations, when he heard his name, Tong Zhengyang was stunned for the first time on his face:

"You, what's your name?"