As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden calm on the avenue.

An Qisheng's face was flat, and there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Historically, warlocks and people have been fortune-telling, and they must hold people in three sentences, which makes people frightened and shocked, and only in this way can they grasp the initiative.

Although Han Weigong has the skill of looking at qi, can act in the military, and calculate the fortune of the country, he can't get rid of the fact that he was born as a warlock.

This point, An Qisheng is naturally clear.

Although the two had only met for the first time, when he dreamed that Huang Fu was practicing the Wanyun Wangqi Technique, he had already seen Han Weigong thousands of times, so naturally he would not fail to understand his details.

Yes, he didn't blink his eyelids, and said lightly:

"Jianghu warlocks have words, the first thing to look at is to see, and the first thing to say is to take the heart! Mr. Han is very proficient, but there is no need to say much about these words. ”

Because of Huang Fu, he has no ill will towards Han Weigong, but he is too lazy to fight with him.

was seen through the words, and Han Weigong's face did not change.

It was only after looking at An Qisheng's eyes that he was a little strange:

"Although the face of the Taoist chief is the appearance of longevity, it is not the appearance of extreme respect, and there should be a catastrophe in life, and the life expectancy is sad to be 100 years old before ......."

Don't live a hundred?

An Qisheng's heart moved, if he didn't come, Wang Quan Lao Dao was only afraid that the bones would be cold at this time, which was not bad.

It's just that on his face, his eyes are cold:

"Are you cursing me?"

Call~

As the words fell, it was a cold current.

'This old way is so murderous......

Han Weigong felt a smile in his heart, but there was a smile on his face:

"There is a limit to physiognomy, it is difficult to get a glimpse of it, maybe I have seen it wrong........"

"Dao Chief!"

Excited by the killing intent, Gui Xiaoer woke up suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw An Qisheng, who was far away from Han Weigong, and his color changed:

"Dao Chief's subordinates are merciful!"

Gui Xiaoer was anxious.

Before, Huang Fu asked him to go to report the news, but he didn't want to be noticed by Han Weigong, so he took it directly with him.

He had seen all the battles on the city walls, and he was also shocked by An Qisheng's peerless murderous nature.

At this time, seeing the two facing each other, he couldn't hold back anymore and jumped up.

"Little Er!"

Han Weigong glared at him, then straightened the sleeves of his robe and looked at An Qisheng:

"Everyone in the world says that Changfei is murderous, but Han knows that Changfei is a murderer!"

It has only been two years since An Qisheng rose to prominence, and the people he has killed have already been thousands, and everyone is afraid of him, but at this time, some people say that he is not fond of killing.

The little two sides can't help but twitch.

The slaughter on the road is still there, and An Qisheng is noncommittal:

"Really?"

"Six thousand miles of killing intent are all cathartic, the Taoist chief is full of spirit at this time, and his nature is clear, I am afraid that he has achieved perfection, and he will be nameless again, but the gains outweigh the losses."

Han Weigong sighed slightly.

Although it was the first time they met, he had already known An Qisheng's state at this time based on his hope and appearance, so he still dared to come after Ji Chonghua and others were wiped out.

Ordinary people are distracted, half-hearted, and every time they make up their minds, they turn their heads and forget about it, so the spirit is scattered and ungathered.

Those who have achieved martial arts are strict with themselves and have a firm mind, and once they decide, they will not be shaken by external objects, but at this time, all kinds of distracting thoughts are still alive and difficult to condense.

'Yin God Out of the Body' is the only way for the divine veins to pass, but not everyone is qualified to condense the 'Yin God'.

An Qisheng was in an extremely strange state at this time, mellow, complete, the Yin God was strong and the distracting thoughts were not born, and it was almost ten out of ten to survive the 'Yin God Out of the Body'.

After being in the Shura field, the killing intent did not linger, this state was something he couldn't achieve.

When everyone was shocked by An Qisheng's murderous nature and didn't dare to approach, he knew that An Qisheng at this time might be the most peaceful time.

"You're wrong."

Anderson shook his head.

His state of mind has already been cultivated to the point where his nature is like a mirror hanging high, and the slightest distracting thoughts do not linger in his heart, how can he be troubled by distracting thoughts?

After these 6,000 miles, he is more about sorting out his spirit, martial arts, and understanding the transformation of 'God'.

Cultivation and cultivation are a matter of course, naturally.

What kind of breakthrough in battle, breaking through with the general trend, in his opinion, is just a sideshow.

Those who seek a breakthrough in battle are often killed.

The general trend is also the same, and Feng Qingxuan's experience is not far away.

What he experienced was the spiritual cleansing of the spirit of the general trend and the struggle against the spirit of a country, rather than using this general trend to break through.

"Okay, Mr. Han is afraid that I will go on a killing spree, but I don't have to, I came here and returned with interest, that's all."

An Qisheng stroked the red tassel of the spear and said indifferently:

"I'm here just to tell you that things in the world are not so arbitrary, and he is also a human being, not a heaven!"

Han Weigong's heart was shocked, and he felt that this old Taoist priest was extremely familiar with him.

Every sentence is just right, weird and inexplicable.

Han will tell you the truth....... It's just that what Han said before is not a lie. ”

After a moment of silence, Han Weigong slowly raised his head and looked at An Qisheng lightly:

"Even if the Taoist changes his life against the sky and survives the death catastrophe that he should have experienced, it is just that he has postponed a Jiazi, and after Jiazi, it is the longevity of the Taoist!"

"...... after a Jiazi"

An Qisheng muttered to himself.

Tianshou is different from death, the calamity can be avoided, can be hidden, can be eliminated, but the longevity is limited, but it is determined by heaven, if you want to live through Tianshou, you have to take your life to the sky!

It's just that he is only in his nineties, and he is still very young in terms of three hundred years of life.

Unless, he doesn't want to live anymore, there is no reason to die at the age of 160, right?

"That's all I have to say, and I'm leaving!"

After Han Weigong gave up, the Golden Eagle King had fallen from the sky.

His body was in a vertical position, and he had already carried Gui Xiaoer to a height of 100 zhang and landed firmly on the back of the Golden Eagle King.

He was about to leave, when he suddenly heard Anqi's bland voice ringing in his ears:

"Those who can heal but not self-heal, it is difficult for people to look at themselves, and those who look at qi are difficult to look at themselves........ If you are for me, I will be for you once. ”

On the side of the snowy road, An Qisheng sat cross-legged and quiet:

"The building is about to fall, and it is difficult to dominate the sky, so why don't you withdraw this morning and follow me to be a Taoist priest."

His eyes were deep, and his words were flat, but the words he said shocked Han Weigong's heart.

He also knows?

Huang Fu even told him this?

Or is it ......

Han Weigong's eyes froze, and then he let out a long laugh and drove the eagle away:

"So what?"

Whew~~

The yellow leaves hang down between the ground.

Anqisheng picked up his gun and walked away, a few flickering, and it was gone.

The breeze blew through the trees, and the snow 'trickled' down, and it also blew away An Qisheng's sigh.

"I hope you don't regret seeing you next time......."

While waiting for Han Yan Palace to land, he had already fallen into a dream of Ji Chonghua and saw more things than Cao Tiangang, Liu Yanchang and even Han Yan Palace.

For example, although Ji Chonghua didn't know which one of the celestial and human divine weapons in the royal city was, he had really seen the scene of the heavenly and human divine soldiers.

And with Enkisheng's speculation.

That heavenly and human divine weapon, seventy percent of them may be........

Dragon King Armor!

........

The bigger the event, the faster it spreads.

In a short period of time, the battle in front of Fengdu City has been spread to seventy-three states in the world and is known to countless people!

Dafeng Taishi Ji Chonghua, Dongchang Governor Cao Tiangang, Jinyi Wei Commander Yang Lin, so that the death of the three gods who are the most powerful divine vein masters in the entire Dafeng is far greater than the turmoil caused by the killing of the Red Sun Dharma King!

For a while, the entire rivers and lakes were completely boiling.

Kill Feng Qingxuan in front of the chivalrous gate, kill the red sun in the mountains of Liangzhou, kill Yang Lin on the snowfield, kill Ji Chonghua in front of Fengdu City, and kill Cao Tiangang above the city!

Any one of these things is enough to make people famous all over the world, let alone these things are still done by one person?

What's more, this person is said to have not broken through the divine vein!

The name An Qisheng, in a short period of time, has shocked the world three times and has become the most talked about name among countless martial arts people.

Under the rendering of many martial arts people who have seen this battle, some people even compiled his story into a commentary that swept many big states, and even put a veil of mystery on it.

People in the rivers and lakes, there are not many people who have seen An Qisheng, not to mention the more than 1,000 martial arts people in front of the chivalrous gate, he walked all the way across Liangzhou, and the martial arts people attracted by him are as high as thousands.

But even so, there are still different opinions on how high his martial arts are.

I only know that he has one person and one shot, and he was surrounded and killed by the Red Jiao Army led by the three major god vein masters, and he was defeated by himself, and he killed Yang Lin, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, and then chased and killed two thousand miles, killing Ji Chonghua in front of Fengdu City!

Some people speculate that he is gathering momentum, and he wants to break through the divine vein by taking advantage of the colossal momentum of one person to suppress one country!

Yes, no one knows at all what terrifying his martial arts have reached after the first battle of Fengdu City.

Even if the imperial court no longer updates the weapon spectrum.

Many people in the rivers and lakes also think that he is a master who can go hand in hand with the top five masters of the weapon spectrum, Pang Wanyang, Mu Qingfeng, Yixiu, Wheel King, and Moon Worship Zhenren!

.........

The three ** days are hanging in the sky, but there is not much warmth between heaven and earth.

However, the uneven official road in Nanliang County was wiped very smooth and thick by this thick snow.

Rustle~

Amid the sound of horses' hooves trekking through the snow, three horses, one red and two black, appeared on the official road.

"Master, I'm so tired......"

Jiang Tingting, who was tightly wrapped, pulled her scarf, and her chubby little face was covered with beads of sweat.

It's been more than a year, and the poor little guy still hasn't been able to train his internal strength.

Although the pile work has entered the doorway, and the fists and feet are also a little hot, they can't withstand the pain of long-distance running.

Zhang Haohao, who is obviously a lot more energetic on the side, although he is also a little tired, his spirit is excellent, he has practiced internal strength for more than a year, although he still can't beat his junior sister, but his endurance is much stronger.

On the red horse, An Qisheng pointed to the distance:

"Don't you recognize the mountain?"

The two little ones were in a daze, and at this time they came back to their senses, and when they looked at it from a distance, they saw the familiar peaks:

"Black, Montenegro? We're back? ”

"No...... right"

An Qisheng chuckled and corrected the words of the two little ones:

"From today onwards, call him Wang Quan Mountain!"