The peerless red face turned into a fishy smell and filth.

This scene was too subversive, and many martial arts people who saw this scene, although they knew that they were Demon Sect thieves, couldn't help but have a trace of pity in their hearts.

If such a beauty were me, could she be so neat?

Many people's eyes flashed, and the eyes that looked at An Qisheng, who had slowly fallen to the ground, were already full of horror and fear.

"Well killed!"

Nangong Qing shouted, extremely happy.

A group of chivalrous people also applauded.

Bang~

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

Jingling~

Silver needles fell from him to the ground with a crisp sound.

The hidden weapons were overwhelming, but he didn't blow them all away, but after his strength was a little weaker, although he could penetrate the gold and stone, it was impossible to pierce his skin membrane.

In the final analysis, this Qi Breaking Needle is more aimed at True Qi.

Unfortunately, his physique was much stronger than his own true qi.

With his current physique, even a sniper rifle can not break his skin membrane with a head-on shot, and the terrifying increase of true qi on the physical body makes his physique at this time strong to an inhuman level.

Don't say it's a Xuanxing, even if it's a long-floating realm, no one may be able to catch it.

"Whether it's this Feng Qingxuan, or this woman, her strength is much stronger than Xue Chaoyang, but it's far less than that of Tong Zhengyang......."

Glancing at the foul-smelling pit, he turned and walked towards the chivalrous gate.

There was a hint of thought in my heart.

When he first came to this realm, he was deeply afraid of the qi vein, because Tong Zhengyang brought him a really deep impression, and when he dreamed of Tong Zhengyang, although he couldn't really fight him, his feelings were real.

Tong Zhengyang's physique is only a line worse than he is now, and his true qi is dozens of times that of himself at this time.

It was more than one line stronger than any Qi Vein master he had seen when he came to the Jiufu Realm.

In his guess, if it weren't for the fact that Tong Zhengyang was a peerless Tianjiao that had been rare for thousands of years, then in the past three thousand years until Tong Zhengyang's time, the martial arts of the Jiufu Realm had undergone major changes.

So much so that they are the same qi veins, but there is such a big difference.

And he vaguely felt that the latter was the majority.

It is not difficult to understand that on the Xuanxing, the knowledge level and depth of college graduates who are separated by decades are also very different.

Pedal Pedal Pedal ~

Between pacing, An Qisheng's breath fell, and he returned to the appearance of an ordinary old Taoist priest before.

His spirit has reached the point where the autumn wind has not moved the cicada, and as early as above the Dalongjiang River, he has realized that if he has a chance to regain his youth, he will have a sense of crisis.

Although his sense of crisis was greatly reduced as his qi condensation was almost completed, he didn't want to cause any trouble.

It doesn't matter if you're young or old.

It's just that although his aura has fallen, the hundreds of zhang ruin-like earth, Feng Qingxuan, who has been lying on the ground, and the stench of the deep pit, make it impossible for anyone to ignore his existence.

As he stepped forward, many martial arts people in front of the chivalrous gate were frightened and did not dare to look directly at his gaze, and even more, they unconsciously took a few steps back from a distance of hundreds of feet.

They haven't forgotten that this old Taoist priest has the ability to snatch souls, is called a blood demon, and has slaughtered hundreds of martial arts people.

Only, until Anderson came closer.

Although there are thousands of people in the martial arts who have different thoughts, not even one of them dares to unsheath their swords, let alone make even the slightest sound, for fear of attracting his attention.

In front of the huge chivalrous gate, dozens of miles of vast flat land, thousands of martial arts people with swords and swords.

and the old man in white who paced forward.

For a moment, it was like a frozen picture.

Indescribable harmony.

Again, indescribably funny.

Yun Dongliu, who was sitting with Sun En in his arms, looked even more gloomy in his heart.

Why do these people dare to sneer at his master and denounce it loudly?

You must know that if his teacher makes a move, no one present except An Qisheng will be able to escape death.

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

What I have done and what my teacher has insisted on for so many years, is it really meaningful?

"Cloud Hero."

An Qisheng paced in front of Yun Dongliu, and when he saw him in a trance, he couldn't help but call him.

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

The nearest one is more than 20 zhang.

"Dao, Dao Chief?"

Yun Dongliu struggled to get up and smiled bitterly:

"Don't call me a hero, what kind of face do I have now......."

"Look."

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

"Yun Daxia, you see that there are many people in front of this chivalrous gate, how many of them are people, how many are birds, how many are beasts, and how many are not as good as beasts?"

His voice was neither high nor low, but it was just enough for all the martial arts people present to hear it clearly.

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

Hearing that he compared them to beasts, how could they be indifferent?

Some people are angry when they hear this, some people smile bitterly, some people wince, and some people are unhappy, but no matter what they think, as long as they look up, they see the old figure in white.

The words were gone.

The gentleman deceived him, but what about the devil?

I had to put up with him for a while.

How many demons have there been throughout the ages, and which one can get away with it?

Some people are ruthless in their hearts.

"What?"

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

But he still took the conversation:

"I don't know, what does the Taoist think?"

He was distracted at this time, but in addition to himself, he also hated these many martial arts people.

He has been kind to people for decades, how can he be relieved that they have come and given everything to entertain them, but they are faced with a lot of malice?

"According to the old way."

An Qisheng took Sun En's little hand and walked towards the chivalrous door without hurrying.

Everywhere you go, the breath is quiet.

Between the opening and closing of his eyes, in the depths of the invisible perspective, in the darkness as lonely as the night sky, there were more than a thousand 'stars' that shimmered and slowly took shape.

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

With his current spirit, heart, and spiritual imprint, he can also bear it together.

There are more than 1,000 masters from all walks of life and factions gathered here, which is undoubtedly a 'feast' for him.

Naturally, it will not be spared.

"The chivalrous prince has been upright all his life, abiding by his heart, and being consistent, not only a person, but also a great good person."

An Qisheng looked at Yun Haitian and nodded slightly.

"My brother is ridiculous, and I dare not be ashamed."

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

He is one of the few people who knows a lot of An Qisheng's deeds, Yun Dongliu brought the second child to the chivalrous gate, and naturally told him all the secrets.

Naturally, he also knew that An Qisheng was not what was rumored in the rivers and lakes.

"Deserved."

In front of the main entrance, An Qisheng's eyes were flat, and he turned to look at a person not far away:

"Nangong Qing? You are known as a madman, and although you are paranoid, you are also a person. ”

"The old man has lived for more than 70 years, but it is the first time that he has been evaluated as a person."

Nangong Qing's face was pale.

He himself still had a good impression of An Qisheng, but when he saw him say this, he naturally didn't like it in his heart.

An Qisheng glanced at him deeply, and the latter who looked directly at him was furious, and then he turned his gaze and looked at the disciples behind Yun Dongliu:

"Abide by your heart and practice the way of the teacher, you are quite a good person."

Yun Dongliu followed behind An Qisheng step by step, lowering his head and not daring to look at the senior brothers.

But when he heard An Qisheng's words, he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart.

He remembered that his evaluation in the eyes of this Taoist chief was also a 'good person'.

This is a name that will be disdained by many people in the rivers and lakes, but in the heart of this Taoist master, it seems to be a very high evaluation.

"You, who serve your parents, take care of your wife and children, and are friendly to your neighbors, but despise others, and count the wealth of others but do not plunder them, you are a good bird."

An Qisheng glanced at a low man with a knife.

The man's face changed, he arched his hand, hummed a few times, and still responded sullenly:

"Thank you for your comments."

"Tiger poison does not eat children, and everything else eats!"

An Qisheng looked at the man with a dark vulture on his face, and said:

"You kill your neighbors, but also for the disaster, except for the heirs and old mothers, wives and concubines are not as good as clothes, and you treat people like blood food, which can be regarded as a beast!"

The man's teeth rang out, and he arched his hands without saying a word.

In front of the chivalrous door, everything is silent.

Only the sound of a muffled footstep and the occasional sound of commentary broke the silence.

The strange feeling in the hearts of the martial arts people became deeper and deeper, and they didn't know what this demon wanted to do.

Those who are called human by him do not like it in their hearts, they are called good people with strange faces, they are called birds, they have anger on their faces, and those who are called beasts by them are even more unsinister.

But seeing that he didn't seem to have the intention of making a move, the masters of the land list were even more silent, and they naturally didn't dare to attack.

In their opinion, the woman in red who could force a group of masters on the earth list not to dare to fight, stirred up chaos in the chivalrous gate, and even plotted against the chivalrous king Yun Haitian was already a top master.

But such a master was just slapped to death casually, where did they dare to take the initiative to make a mistake?

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

His mind is extremely strong now, and he doesn't even need to concentrate when he dreams, he can gain insight into his general life at a glance, and he will comment on one person every time his spirit is imprinted.

The distance from west to east is only a thousand feet, and in a moment, the lives of the nearly 2,000 people present are already well understood.

Call~

At this point, An Qisheng stopped and responded lightly to Yun Dongliu's question:

"This time there were one hundred and thirty-six men, three hundred and twenty-one fowls, and two hundred and seventy-two beasts."

Without waiting for Yun Dongliu to reply, he turned to look at the rest of the people:

"The rest are inferior to beasts!"