In the midst of the huge battlefield, there was a moment of silence.

Only the rustling of blood and the sound of the wind continued.

Viscous blood erupted from Yang Lin's headless neck, and then was blown away by the wind in the hot sky.

Rainfall.

One person, in the face of tens of thousands of Red Jiao Army, the fight of the three major divine vein masters, can even fight back, kill one person, and shock two people!

How brilliant is this record?

Not only the many martial arts people in the distance, but also a group of well-trained elites of the Red Jiao Army, they also felt shocked, shocked, and unbelievable at this time.

Bang!

It seemed to be a long time, but in fact, in an instant, Yang Lin's head fell to the ground, like a lead ball embedded in the ruin-like earth.

Bloodshot eyes stared at An Qisheng with a dead expression.

The spirit of the divine vein was extremely powerful, and the head was cut off, which severely damaged the spirit, and at this time, there was still a thought that did not disappear.

He was unwilling, extremely unwilling.

His knife also clearly cut through An Qisheng's body protection qi and slashed his neck!

call

An Qisheng stood with a gun in his hand, his palm gently brushed his neck, and between his fingers, a white mark like a whip left by someone slowly disappeared.

Yang Lin's last Seven Killing Knife slashed through his Gang Qi, but with his physique, the sword with a greatly reduced strength was naturally not enough to cut his physique.

Bang!

As An Qisheng lowered his arm, Yang Lin's head also completely exploded, and the red and white things splashed out.

The divine vein is difficult to kill, and the head does not explode, how can you rest assured.

At this point, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, the high-ranking and powerful god vein master of the Dafeng Dynasty, died completely.

Whew~~

When the air flow blew slightly, An Qisheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Ji Chonghua in the distance.

Compared with Cao Tiangang, who was beaten by his spear like a ball, Ji Chonghua did not suffer any injuries, and all the embarrassment was the foreign minister.

The tenacity of that red armor surprised him a little.

Ji Chonghua stood with a long knife in red armor, his hair was flying in the wind, he was embarrassed, but his breath did not fall but rose, staring at An Qisheng deadly, word by word:

"Master Ben underestimated you, everyone in the world underestimated you......."

This confrontation, under the circumstance that Han Weigong did not want to interfere, he naturally planned it himself.

He asked himself that he had made complete preparations, not to mention that this An Qisheng, even those great masters in the top few of the earth list, under the condition that they were suppressed in the military formation and had the power of sympathy with heaven and earth, they might not be able to retreat with their whole body.

This old Taoist priest was able to kill Yang Lin in the end, such a strong man made him feel dreamy in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't yet forged a divine vein, almost everyone would have thought that he had already cultivated to Taiyin Wuji like Pang Wanyang and reached the threshold of heaven and man.

This old Taoist priest was stronger than he expected, so much so that his calculations were completely in vain.

Even to the point where it is now in such a dilemma.

Suddenly, he remembered Han Wei Palace.

That old thing of God and Taoism, didn't he expect this scene a long time ago, so he refused to come forward?

Rumble!

The air flow was rolling, the smoke and dust were everywhere, and Cao Tiangang, who had an iron face, fell from the sky and landed far away.

Compared with Ji Chonghua, who was just a little embarrassed, Cao Tiangang was much more miserable, his clothes were ragged like a beggar, and the gun marks on his fair skin were all over the place, and the blood was dripping.

Cao Tiangang wiped his stiff face, and his chest rose and fell again and again:

"Good, good, good! What a Wang Quandao person! What a blood demon Anqisheng! ”

He fell from the sky, and was beaten hundreds of feet in the air like a dog, how could he not be unforgettable for such a painful lesson.

At the same time, a trace of fear rose in my heart.

This old Taoist priest seems to be much stronger than when he killed the Red Sun Dharma King.

In the battle when he killed the Red Sun King in the mountains of Liangzhou, although he and Liu Yanchang retreated, one was because of injuries, and the other was also afraid that he would be plotted by other martial arts people after fighting him.

But at this time, he really gave birth to a retreat.

An Qisheng's eyes were deep, and he looked at the two of them lightly.

As soon as the divine vein is formed, the protective body is almost invulnerable, and it has the ability to fly to the sky and the earth, which is extremely difficult to kill.

He was able to kill Yang Lin under the siege of the three people, or because they thought this was a place to kill, and after being spied on by themselves, he took the initiative to enter, and at the last moment, he swallowed the three of them with all their strength in the gossip furnace, and then rebounded back at once,

and broke out all the killing moves, which killed Yang Lin and repelled the two.

At this time, although the encirclement was no longer self-defeating, in the face of Cao Tiangang and Ji Chonghua, who were on guard, it was even more difficult to kill.

The reverse is also true.

Without him, it's too easy to retreat.

Just like in the original trajectory, the Red Sun Dharma King laughed proudly, slaughtered several cities, and the court masters exhausted, even after the old monk Yixiu killed Han Jiao in the air, the Red Sun Dharma King was only seriously injured and fled.

The divine vein, it's too hard to kill.

An Qisheng felt this way, how could Cao Tiangang and Ji Chonghua not know that this time they had failed, and it was impossible to kill them.

Cao Tiangang took a deep breath and sneered:

"There are still two thousand miles to Fengdu, and my father-in-law wants to see if you can go to Fengdu City!"

But he has already retreated.

Ji Chonghua was speechless, and seemed to have acquiesced to Cao Tiangang's words.

His eyes twinked slightly, and he glanced at a young general in the distance.

As the horn sounded through the sky, the Red Jiao Army retreated silently.

"Fengdu, I'm naturally going to go."

At this time, An Qisheng slowly raised his eyebrows, and his calm and somewhat cold eyes fell on Cao Tiangang and the others, and he slowly spoke.

Ji Chonghua's eyes jumped suddenly.

Then I heard a roar like a meteor falling to the ground.

Smoke and dust are everywhere, and the earth and rocks are splashing.

As An Qisheng stepped forward, the peerless body shattered the air flow in front of him several feet, and swooped away with an extremely domineering attitude.

The voice was indifferent and full of cold whistling:

"It's just you, but you may not all be able to go back!!"

The divine vein is naturally difficult to kill.

However, it's not that you can't kill!

Although An Qisheng thought he was an elegant and easy-going person, it was impossible to stop there, watching these two people calmly retreat, ready to attack and kill again!

It's better to kill them all together!

If you can't kill it, you have to try it!

Airplanes~

The void ripples.

An Qisheng stepped into the air, and between the fluttering of his clothes, the red gold spear waved like a dragon, pulling out an endless white wave in the sky.

When the sound wave roared, it was already coming towards Cao Tiangang!

Cao Tiangang was furious, with a long roar, his true qi came out of his body, and his majestic palm power slapped towards An Qisheng like a surging wave.

But his body spun in mid-air, breaking through the air and fleeing:

"Old miscellaneous hair! You've got a kind! ”

Not far away, a crimson light flashed, but Ji Chonghua was a few points faster than him.

The two of them fled almost at the same time, and they didn't even look at Yang Lin's headless body.

Rumble!

The spear shook, piercing the power of the majestic palm.

An Qisheng stepped on the air like a wave, and chased straight after Cao Tiangang, who broke through the air and fled after issuing a palm, and let out a long laugh:

"Naturally, it's much better than your old thing!"

"Old Miscellaneous Hair!"

In the long sky, Cao Tiangang's angry roar was heard.

In just a few moments, the three of them had completely disappeared into the endless snowfield.

Only the taciturn Red Jiao Army slowly retreated after cleaning up the battlefield.

Only a scarlet hellish ruin is left, telling the world about the tragedy of this battle.

Farther away, a group of martial arts people were shocked and unspeakable, and this battle made them see what the best martial arts are.

There is fear and horror in my heart, and there is infinite longing.

If I could be promoted to such a level........

"Such a person, such a battle......"

Fan Zimin yearned in his heart, and he couldn't help himself for a long time.

After a long time, as if he suddenly remembered something, he took out a pen and paper from his bosom, leaned over a big rock, and began to write:

[In the winter of 197 in Dafeng, the weather was very cold, and the breath turned into ice.

Dafeng Taishi Ji Chonghua, Dongchang Governor Cao Tiangang, and Jinyiwei commanded Yang Lin's three major divine vein masters to lead more than 10,000 Chijiao troops to meet Wang Quandao's An Qi was born on the frozen Zhongzhou Plain.

At the beginning of this battle, the wind and clouds changed color, and the earth shook like a dragon turning over, which was tragic and unspeakable.

At the end, Wang Quandao's An Qi spear swept away the Chijiao army, killed Yang Lin, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, among the ten thousand troops, and Yu Wei forced Ji Chonghua and Cao Tiangang to retreat from the two major gods of Ji Chonghua and Cao Tiangang, which shocked the world.......

Recorded by: Storyteller Fan]

.......

The Dalongjiang River spans the states and spreads for tens of thousands of miles.

Under the heavy snow and severe cold, the Dalongjiang River also ushered in an annual freezing period.

Rumble!

Between the explosion of the air current, Ji Chonghua landed on the ice and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

The True Qi of the Divine Vein can interact with the heavens and the earth, except in an environment such as the Red Jiao Army Array, the True Qi is endless.

Flying in the sky, it can even span more than 1,000 miles in one day.

However, the true qi is infinite, and the mental strength is limited.

After a vicious battle, I traveled more than a thousand miles in the air, and I felt a little tired at this time, so I could only land a little slowly.

But even when he landed, his speed was very fast, and the roar was hundreds of zhang, and under the violent friction between the qi and the air current, there were bursts of thunderbolt-like explosions.

Occasionally, people passed by, and only thunderous explosions could be heard.

And there is no human figure in sight.

This speed is no longer a burden for the divine vein, just like ordinary people walking around normally.

"Then Anqisheng, how can he be so incredible?"

While running, Ji Chonghua's heart was a little suspicious.

As far as he knew, that An Qisheng had not yet been promoted to the divine vein, so no matter what horizontal training he had cultivated, how could he be so strong?

I'm afraid it's the legendary celestial and soldier masters, but I'm afraid it's just that.

Could it be that the old Taoist priest also got the heavenly and human gods to recognize the master?

This thought had been hovering in his mind for a long time.

Because of this, he had the intention of retreating, otherwise, even if Yang Lin died, he and Cao Tiangang would not be without a fight.

I just thought of the power of the celestial and human divine weapons I had seen.......

Suddenly, his heart shook.

Looking up, I saw a person standing on the Dalong River, the wind and snow were blowing, and the clothes were all up, fluttering like an immortal.