There are many countries in the Jiufu Realm, and the number of registered people in each country alone has exceeded 15 billion, and there will only be more if you count those that have not been recorded.

With so many people and such a big world, no one dares to say that they can kill all the wicked people in the world.

Anqisheng never had this idea either.

It's just, see one kill one, that's all.

The voice fluttered freely, and An Qisheng's feet kept crisscrossing and horizontal.

One movement of his body is dozens of zhang, and he will tremble when he steps on the earth, and he can explode the air flow within ten zhang with a random palm.

Everywhere they passed, they withered and decayed, and corpses were everywhere.

In an instant, the ground in front of the chivalrous gate was already like heavy rain, wet and slippery.

The screams of one after another wafted out dozens of miles above the flat land in the wind of the great work.

"Ahh Devil, devil! ”

Someone ran for their lives as if they were crazy.

has been completely killed.

On the scarlet clay floor, An Qisheng just flicked under his feet, and a sword with a broken or intact handle jumped up under his feet.

Bite~~~

An Qisheng stroked the palm of his hand, and his five fingers slashed through many swords like playing a piano.

Whew!

Just casually and lightly trembled, more than a dozen swords in front of him had already broken through the air, swaying with a long whitish air current.

At once, it pierced more than a dozen people who had fled more than 100 feet away, in different directions, and then sank into the ground without diminishing their strength and disappeared.

Thundered!

And it wasn't until many corpses fell to the ground and died that the burst of breaking sound and roaring around Anqi moved like thunder.

The blood-red earth, the white robe hunts.

Many people in front of the chivalrous gate were swaying, trembling for this unparalleled killing intent.

They had never seen such a murderous person in the rivers and lakes.

What's even more terrifying is that those who were killed seem to have no grievances with him at all.

Moody and perverse.

A series of words that made people jealous and fearful were placed on An Qisheng by many people present.

Many people who were once dissatisfied with An Qisheng's denigration as a beast actually rose a touch of happiness in their hearts at this time.

Beasts are better than beasts, right?

"What a big murderous ......."

Nangong Qing's long eyebrows twitched, and his heart was also shaken.

There is never a shortage of fighting in the martial arts, and there are many people who are famous for killing, he has seen and killed such characters, but it is the first time he has seen such a murderous person as An Qisheng.

"Well killed!"

Among the countless people who are afraid, only Yun Haitian praises.

His crimson faded and became more and more pale, and although there was amazement on his old face, there was more joy.

Between the seven questions and seven answers, he sensed the picture that An Qisheng wanted him to see as a 'god', and naturally knew that none of the people who died at An Qisheng's hands did not deserve to die.

Even if An Qisheng didn't kill him this time, he would never let them go.

An Qisheng was so lethal, but he was not afraid, but had a kind of joy of meeting a confidant.

Pedal Pedal Pedal ~

An Qisheng paced out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.

What is strange is that he kills people and kills people, and his blood flows hundreds of feet on the earth, but he is dressed in a Taoist robe without a trace of red, and he is as clean as ever.

Even the cloth shoes he stepped on in the blood did not show a trace of filth when he lifted them.

It seemed that there was an invisible aura around him.

Especially when he paced out of the sea of corpses and blood like the Shura Field, he didn't have the slightest killing intent lingering on him.

The temperament is detached and peaceful.

It seems that he has just cleaned up the remnants of the garbage between heaven and earth, rather than killing people.

He paced and walked, each step was no more, no less, just a few steps, and he had already come to Sun En.

The little guy who witnessed this fight at the closest distance had a pale face and a shaky body, but he persevered, and his perseverance was so strong that it was eye-catching.

"Scared?"

An Qisheng touched the little guy's cheek, and a wisp of warm true qi soothed his mind.

"Don't be afraid!"

The little guy's body trembled, his teeth creaked, but he looked up at An Qisheng:

"Grandpa kills, kills bad guys, Eun is not afraid!"

The little one gritted his teeth.

He can't be afraid, in order to take revenge, he must follow this Dao Elder Grandpa.

The poor little guy had no idea that the culprit who killed his master was already dead.

"Good boy."

An Qisheng smiled, and looked at his thoughts, but he didn't say anything.

took his cold little hand and walked towards the chivalrous door.

The moment the killing stopped, there was no trace of murderous aura on his body, and the ease with which he sent and received made Yun Haitian feel surprised.

But when the crowd saw him coming, they couldn't help but tremble.

It's like an ordinary person walking at night and encountering a tiger, even if the tiger looks lazy and comfortable, as if it has eaten and drunk enough, how many people are not frightened?

"Yun Haitian, thank you to the disciples for your kindness."

Before An Qisheng arrived, Yun Haitian had already taken a step, knelt on his knees with all the disciples, and kowtowed heavily.

An Qisheng was not hypocritical, and accepted this gift calmly.

He is a human being, and he keeps his grievances in his heart, and he will pay back what he owes to others no matter what, but he will not pretend to be generous and not be thanked by others.

After everyone bowed and thanked him three times, he stretched out his hand to help Yun Haitian:

"The chivalrous prince is seriously injured, so you don't have to be too polite."

Yun Haitian has to bow again: "Nine bows are not enough in case of kindness." ”

But he bowed slightly, but he couldn't bow anymore.

"Three knocks are enough, but nine bows are too much."

An Qisheng stretched his arm forward and did not let him bow down.

It is as unshakable as the mountain and the earth, and he has the heart to worship again, but it is impossible to wrestle with the life-saving benefactor at this time.

I could only get up helplessly.

"Brother doesn't have to call me the King of Heroes, this name has been installed for decades, which really makes me tired."

Yun Haitian said, and suddenly raised his palm.

The majestic palm force broke out of the body, and directly blasted the plaque of three gilt characters 'Chivalrous Gate' on the gatehouse several zhang away, along with the tall gatehouse:

"Chivalry, there is no need to exist."

"Master!"

"The King of Heroes!"

"Brother Yun!"

Many disciples of the Chivalrous Sect, Nangong Qing and other martial arts people were all changed.

I just thought that Yun Haitian was stimulated by today's events, and I couldn't help but feel anxious.

Only An Qisheng smiled and said nothing.

"The old man has lived for ninety years, how can he be stimulated so easily?"

With a wave of one hand, Yun Haitian threw the disciples who came aside, and said:

"It's just the word chivalrous, but there is no need to hang it high in public!"

"Keeping it in your heart, the unity of knowledge and action, is much better than staying in the high hanging."

An Qisheng smiled faintly.

"Brother understands me."

Yun Haitian waved his hand and said:

"Brother, let's go inside and rest for a while, I'll go back when I go."

"Teacher, your injuries have not healed, if there is anything to do, just tell your disciples!"

The other disciples fell to their knees in panic.

Chilian Qi Breaking Needle is the world's top secret weapon, and if you eat all the Qi Breaking Needles firmly, even if you are Yunhai Tiangong Ginseng Creation, you will inevitably be seriously injured.

"Wait and clean up in front of the door, although it is also appropriate for these beasts to expose their corpses to the wilderness and let them be eaten by wild beasts, but the corpses here are also unsightly."

Yun Haitian raised his eyebrows and repelled his disciples.

Only then did he arch his hand towards An Qisheng, and said:

"Brother may not know, before the Feng Qingxuan attacked, I was in the door to be questioned without careful observation, at this time, I think about it, the great monks of the Huangjue Temple are only afraid of blocking Feng Qingxuan for me, this time ......."

Speaking of this, Yun Haitian sighed:

"The masters fought for me, and I don't know if they live or die, and I can't feel at ease."

With that, he turned and walked away in the afterglow of the setting sun, his steps as steady as a mountain, although his body was shaky.

"Huangjue Temple ......"

An Qisheng shook his head in his heart.

When he was along the road, he had seen a few monks lying on the side of the corpse, and he felt the breath of chivalry and hurried to see it without taking a closer look, but most of them were also dead.

"Senpai, please."

A chivalrous disciple stepped forward, bowed down and waved his arms, leading An Qisheng into the door.

An Qisheng nodded slightly, turned to look, and the figure in the distance flashed, but Yun Dongliu was already far away.

But when he saw that his brother and master were well, he turned around and left.

He didn't stop it, because only Yun Dongliu himself could cross this hurdle, and it was meaningless for others to help him.

"Everyone, please tell the prince that I have been delayed for too long, and it is time to leave."

With An Qisheng entering the chivalrous gate.

A group of martial arts people became active, but the first words they said were farewells.

It was useless to persuade many disciples of the chivalrous sect, and they only said that they wanted to leave.

Just kidding, they are almost alive today, where do they still have half of their thoughts.

At the moment, I just want to get as far away as possible from that murderous old Taoist priest.

Yes, in just a moment, after many chivalrous disciples packed up their luggage and took it out, everyone said goodbye and disappeared into the night.

I'm afraid that I don't want to set foot in this place again and see that person again for the rest of my life.

A chivalrous disciple led An Qisheng to the hall, poured tea and waited with him.

It didn't take long for two small figures to rush in.

"Master!"

"Master, you're here!"

The two little ones threw themselves into Anqisheng's arms at once, and they were very excited.

But it was Jiang Tingting and Zhang Haohao.

"Master is here to pick you up."

An Qisheng touched the cheeks of the two little guys, and they were fat.

Although these two little guys are far inferior to Sun En in terms of qualifications, understanding, and luck, they are even closer in his heart.

When he first came to the Jiufu Realm, if it weren't for these two little guys, his journey to the other world would have ended on that sickbed.

Sun En looked curiously at the two peers who were slightly older than him, and felt a little envious and sad in his heart.

A few days ago, I threw myself into Master's arms like they did.

Can ...... now

Thinking about it, this little guy who didn't cry even if he fell off the cliff and survived for a few days, witnessed the killing scene like Shura Field, couldn't help but cry silently.

Tears fell to the ground like 'clicks'.

"Ah, you, why are you crying?"

Jiang Tingting turned her head and found Sun En, and was surprised:

"It's so old, and I'm still crying my nose, Tingting hasn't cried my nose since she was three years old!"

"No, no!"

Sun En hurriedly glanced at his face.

"Jiang Tingting, you are not ashamed, who cried a lot of snot in Master's arms just now?"

Zhang Haohao pinched his waist and laughed.

"Master, look at Senior Brother!"

Jiang Tingting was so angry that she couldn't catch up after chasing for a while, and stomped her feet angrily.

After a few more months, she still hadn't developed her internal strength........

"Alright, let's play."

An Qisheng's heart moved slightly, and he walked out of the hall.

After pausing for a moment in the night, Yun Haitian had already returned, and seven simply sewn monk corpses were lined up.

Several disciples of the Chivalrous Sect were carefully sewing together the corpse.

"A few masters ask for benevolence, and someone Yun will personally send your corpses back to Huangjue Temple......."

Yun Haitian sighed, his face a little haggard.

The seriously injured body traveled dozens of miles back and forth, and even he couldn't support it at this time.

After holding on to the seven corpses and stitching them together, one stumbled and almost fell.

had to confess to An Qisheng and went back to the room with the support of several disciples.

"Huangjue Temple ......."

Glancing at the seven corpses, An Qisheng's body rose and fell above the eaves, and in a few flashes, he had already come to the tall wall of the Chivalry Gate.

Outside the Chivalrous Gate, many Chivalrous Sect disciples moved quickly to pack up the corpses.

And An Qisheng's eyes were slightly raised to look at the night in the distance.

There were reds like wolf smoke rising and approaching.