The last thunderbolt fell to the ground.

In Wang Anfeng's eyes, the man standing straight was under the background of the thunder light, as if the gods and demons were in the world, and the power was compelling, and then the thunder light dissipated, and the figure coughed out a breath of anxiety, and fell to the ground in an extremely neat way, without moving.

Under the faint moonlight, Xu Sixing was already charred black, like charcoal.

The surrounding ground was raging.

Wang Anfeng exhaled a long breath of turbid air and slowly lowered his clenched right hand.

The huge qi that originated from the divine soldier completely dissipated, bringing with it a sense of weakness in perception and the exhaustion of forcibly controlling the changes in the celestial phenomena with its own qi.

In the ordinary, a three-rank martial artist can trigger visions, but those visions are unconscious or passively caused, which can greatly enhance the power of each move of the martial artist, and there will also be great consumption.

The upper three grade grandmasters have reached a higher level, and they can take the initiative to influence the changes of heaven and earth, the so-called Confucian so-called self-mind body heavenly heart, Taoism and heaven and earth are one, all of which are like this.

The Confucian master is the law, and the sword is the sword.

The real Thunder Dao Grandmaster, after mobilizing the thunder, can use the thunder as a weapon and perform moves, but the consumption is also huge, and it cannot be used as a means of conventional combat.

Wang Anfeng was far from reaching this realm, but forcibly relied on the qi machine to climb the stairs, and now he only felt a tingling pain in his forehead, as if there were countless tiny thunderbolts swimming in his brain, but in an instant, he controlled his body with the penance he had been cultivating.

Raising his hand, he pulled out the wooden sword that was inserted into the ground, wrapped it in a blue cloth one by one, and did not move in a hurry.

The talismans on both sides of the wooden sword's body that were always flowing with streamers were dim at this time, as if they were just ordinary decorations, and they couldn't see the previous miracle at all. There is no longer a qi machine belonging to the divine soldier, and even the activity of Lingyun has been reduced to an invisible level.

Unless it is a master craftsman of the Mo family who is proficient in the casting of divine weapons, no one can see that this ordinary wooden sword is a completely awakened divine weapon, and it will only be regarded as a peach wood sword used in Taoist practices, and it will be ignored at a glance.

All because the qi machine on it has been temporarily borrowed by Wang Anfeng, if it weren't for the fact that this sword was awakened because of him, he was born to recognize him as the master, and wanted to borrow the divine weapon qi, Wang Anfeng's cultivation should at least be above the fourth grade, close to the realm of Tianmen.

There are seventy-two counties under the jurisdiction of Great Qin, and each county has a pillar state to suppress, most of which are four-rank martial artists who rely on god-like weapons, absorb qi machines, and forcibly ascend the tower, and there will be no more than ten who really rely on their own martial arts realm.

If it weren't for the fact that Great Qin swept away Liuhe and took out the secret treasures and divine weapons hidden by the royal families of the Six Kingdoms, Great Qin would not have been able to make such a big move and suppress this vast territory with seventy-two grandmaster-level martial artists at one time.

Wang Anfeng put the wooden sword behind his back again, and then took the initiative to walk in the direction of Xu Sixing, and Gong Yu followed behind him with the frightened Dongfang Ximing.

Dongfang Ximing was still a little trembling in his heart, hiding behind Gong Yu, following the same steps, watching the changes around him.

The more I walked, the more frightening the changes on the ground became, the ground was scorched black, and many cracks cracked, and when the thunder light fell, I don't know what else it had chopped, and it exploded again and again with a huge blazing white light, and the impact range reached more than ten zhang.

The inner and outer canals of Liangzhou City are dug through the waterway from a large river flowing through Xianping County, and the canal used for water diversion is dozens of miles long, and it took several months to split when the thunder fell, and one was forcibly opened by Xu Sixing and fell into the canal with a width of about five meters.

As he walked by, Dongfang Ximing saw that the entire river surface was boiling, and one by one the water bubbles were rising, floating and exploding on the water, steaming, and white steam rising, obscuring the vision.

Dongfang Ximing couldn't help but think of his grandfather's description of martial artists, martial artists who really stepped on the pinnacle were actually not particularly different from the changes in heaven and earth such as the outbreak of mountain floods and the turning of earth dragons.

Xu Sixing was still some distance ahead, and this arrogant martial artist still broke out with an extremely exquisite body technique at the last moment.

If it weren't for Wang Anfeng's ability to mark the Gang Thunder Jin that had been punched into him with his Prajna palm earlier, I am afraid that it would really be possible for him to escape, but even so, he carried it for a while, and then ran for several miles before being knocked down.

Now he was not far ahead.

When he got closer, Dongfang Ximing's small nose wrinkled, and he smelled a smell of coke, which was a little pungent, but there was still a trace of the fragrance of barbecue in it, he was slightly stunned at first, and then realized what it was, his little face turned pale, and he couldn't contain a feeling of nausea.

Without seeing how to move, a white sword light appeared beside Gong Yu, like a swimming fish, swimming around the two of them, and the cold aura that did not match the autumn night dispelled all the odors, and they could not enter within five steps.

Wang Anfeng's face was as usual, and he walked forward slowly.

The Divine Thief Gate Technique was running, and naturally there was a fresh breeze blowing, enveloping Gong Yu and Dongfang Ximing in it, and the smell was blown away.

The thunder was channeled into the ground, so it didn't cause particularly much damage, but Xu Sixing, who had almost become a piece of charcoal, proved the power of the thunder to those who saw him.

Ordinary five-rank martial artists can resist the wind, and they will not be particularly afraid of the power of thunder and wind.

For example, Master Fu Mo, when he went to Qingfeng Xie from the Fufeng Academy Palace, he had encountered a few heavenly thunders, even if this master was not good at fighting and light skills, he could avoid it without danger.

After all, the thunder and lightning encountered at that time were only natural celestial phenomena, and at most, because the martial artist was close, a part of the strength would be divided, and the qi on the body of the middle and third-grade martial artists could not be broken.

It was not the case just now, it was all the thunderbolts, with the frequency of three thunderbolts per breath, and it took about thirty breaths of time to split endlessly, and with the thunder energy that Wang Anfeng had hit into his body before as a traction, almost a hundred thunderbolts could be said to have smashed straight towards Xu Sixing, with few deviations.

Even a normal four-rank martial artist is difficult to support, not to mention that Xu Sixing was raided by Wang Anfeng before, and his qi as vast as the river and sea has been forcibly dispersed once, and his internal organs were injured because of the power of King Kong's palm, and he is not a strong person with external skills, he only resisted the first thirty thunderbolts with strong internal strength, and then he was brutally ravaged for twenty breaths.

Wang Anfeng motioned for the two behind him to stop, he took seven steps forward alone, leaned over to look at Xu Sixing, when he leaned over, his right hand was slightly raised, and the qi machine rotated for three hundred weeks.

The people of the Shenwu Mansion had already gathered behind Gong Yu and the others at this time, and they were still silent.

The fat man who screamed wildly before who dared to stop me had been shot to death by three consecutive shots from the Broken Martial Crossbow in the hands of the Shenwu Mansion, and his body was densely packed with upside-down crossbow arrows, and he lay there with his hands and feet open, like a fat hedgehog, dead.

Cao Limin, the captain of the school, saw Wang Anfeng's marching appearance, and then looked at the warrior on the ground who was no different from a piece of coke, and his cheek muscles twitched slightly.

He was a veteran of the Shenwu Mansion back then, although he was not able to participate in the famous battle of breaking a country in one house, but the siege of Yan State, and the final strangulation of the martial saint of the Yasukuni did not fall behind, he had already accumulated military merits and was promoted to a general in the army, and then because of his resentment, he fell into the rivers and lakes, and he had rich experience in fighting.

So at a glance, he saw Wang Anfeng's hanging right hand and saw the distorted air between his five fingers.

I saw Wang Anfeng's left hand silently resting on the handle of the barrier knife on his waist.

The blade was even a little unsheathed.

Then Cao Limin's eyes were already full of pity when he looked at the pile of coke, if this person was not unconscious and waiting for an opportunity to burst out, the result that awaited him would either be slapped on the head with a palm and slap his head into a rotten watermelon, or after being knocked down, the knife wiped his neck.

He felt that even if he was awake, he would have to fall into a coma.

A fourth-grade martial artist can be regarded as a grievance when he mixes up like this.

Wang Anfeng stopped, and after careful inspection, he only felt an extremely faint breath and heartbeat, if he was an ordinary person, he could only wait for death, that is, a martial arts master, who was bombarded by thunder and thunder, and was able to live tenaciously.

This four-grade master who single-handedly planned today's Liangzhou City, and his ruthless and decisive methods have been completely seriously injured, even if it is a frail and sickly young man, holding a knife stuck in his neck, grinding can grind him to death.

Now there is still a breath of vitality left, because the internal strength of penance has not dissipated for many years, the limbs and bones are scorched black, and the hands and feet twitch slightly from time to time because of the residual thunder energy, which looks quite miserable.

Wang Anfeng put his palm on the handle of the barrier knife he snatched from Li Hu's hand, and thought in his heart that he should have killed Xu Sixing directly, but today's Xu Sixing's abduction of Dongfang Ximing was a bit abrupt and illogical, which made him still have many doubts and incomprehensions in his heart.

The Dongfang family is one of the four great families in the rivers and lakes of Daqin, and they establish a family with thaumaturgy, although there is a branch in the main vein that does not practice martial arts, only looks at the stars and measurements, but it is not without martial arts masters, since it can be called famous in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, there must be hidden grandmaster-level means.

Xu Sixing in front of him is not too strong, but too weak.

Wang Anfeng is almost ten percent sure that behind this ruthless martial artist, there are other people, all his subordinates have died, and he is the only one who knows the truth, so Xu Sixing can't lose his life here.

Although he has been half-cooked by the thunder now, with the physical fitness of the middle and third-grade martial artists who have undergone qualitative changes, with the cultivation of medicine, it only takes three months at most to recover.

If you want to get back to the point where you can speak, it will only take a month or two.

As for how to pry his mouth open, there should be many ways to do it.

With this in mind, he no longer hesitated, and in the eyes of the rest, Wang Anfeng just walked slowly to Xu Sixing's side, leaned over to check one or two, and then the obstacle knife in his hand came out of the sheath with a roar, leaving four sharp knife lights in the air, breaking Xu Sixing's hands and tendons respectively.

Decisive in his move, Cao Limin couldn't help but praise in his heart.

The pain of broken hands and feet, even in the deepest coma, Xu Sixing still couldn't help but tremble.

The sword light immediately converged into one, and gently touched Xu Sixing's dantian, simply breaking his dantian.

There is wind around and it is endless.

Wang Anfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he switched to holding the knife in his right hand, and the palm of his left hand was against the tail end of the handle, and the obstacle knife in the palm of his hand shook suddenly.

There was a sound of bubbles bursting in the air, and the hem of Wang Anfeng's clothes was raised, and immediately with Wang Anfeng and the two of them as the center, a whirlwind visible to the naked eye exploded and spread around.

The remaining clouds and mist in the sky were directly rolled up and dispersed.

The moonlight had dimmed, and a glimmer of light had emerged in the east.

The qi and internal forces in Xu Sixing's body poured out endlessly, not only a simple wind, but even faintly caused the vision of heaven and earth to change, forming a tornado, enveloping him and Wang Anfeng in it.

Xu Sixing's vitality is now all subconsciously protected by the qi in his body, and this point out, the vitality naturally began to collapse.

If it is an ordinary martial artist, at this time, there is no other way than to protect Xu Sixing with his own qi machine, but it is cumbersome, but if he does not abolish his qi machine, after he recovers, he will raise a tiger for trouble, although the hand tendons and foot tendons are important, but there are many masters in the middle and third grades who can crisscross the rivers and lakes simply by virtue of their earth-shattering internal strength.

This is a dilemma, when the masters of the rivers and lakes encounter this kind of thing, nine times out of ten they will choose to use their own qi to continue their lives, or simply waste his hands and feet, leaving a body of qi.

But Wang Anfeng was the only exception among the ten people, at the same time that Xu Sixing's qi collapsed, it seemed to have been expected, and as soon as he slapped the belt around his waist, dozens of silver rays shot out, like stars, and fell on the acupoints around Xu Sixing's body.

Immediately, with his own qi as a wall, he blocked the qi that could barely maintain Xu Sixing's vitality, and the rest was allowed to dissipate, and that whirlwind finally took shape, expanded, and floated Wang Anfeng's clothes.

Wang Anfeng let out a low snort, and above his body, thunder spread.

The thunder visible to the naked eye spread around him, stopping the whirlwind three steps away, and it was impossible to get close.

Although there is no way to borrow the qi of the divine soldier, with his own strength, suppressing the vision of heaven and earth caused by the unconscious is not a difficult problem to deal with.

The sound of the wind whimpering, connecting heaven and earth, is quite spectacular, but in the eyes of the warriors who witnessed this scene, in the joy, there is a kind of pathos regardless of position, which represents that the cultivation of a warrior in the realm of the four grades has completely dissipated after spending a lot of energy to cultivate.

Tie Lin rushed out, beside him there were the soldiers and officials who came all the way, and there was also the injured Liupin City Gate Order at the city gate, as well as the iron guards guarding the city, and more than 100 people.

When Tie Lin looked at Ben coming, he saw Dongfang Ximing next to Gong Yu at a glance, and was slightly stunned, and immediately saw these people in the Shenwu Mansion who were more like soldiers in the army than people in the rivers and lakes, and saw the whirlwind and thunder that penetrated the sky.

His footsteps stopped, and thoughts flashed through his mind.

Is that girl the arrested Dongfang family Ningxin?

She's here, that is, Feng An saved her?

Feng An rushed out, was it really to save people? What about his disguise, and the relationship with Wuxin, that evil aura like a first-class murderer?

One thought after another in his mind, it became a mess, and it became more and more unclear.

According to the original speculation, Feng An was uneasy, so his so-called reason for saving people was just an excuse, and there were clues and evidence that made him more and more sure of Feng An's true identity.

But now, the feeling of peace of mind that Dongfang Ningxin showed was like an unreasonable move, disrupting all his original calculations and no longer valid.

The gate that had awakened from a coma sent his eyes to the whirlwind.

His gaze fell more on the traces around him, on those Shenwu Mansion martial artists, the latter's Xuan He arrogance and delicate crossbow that belonged to the only pawns made him a little frightened, and when he saw the still boiling river, he finally couldn't help but gasp, and his mind froze.

This section of the river is almost boiled.

At this moment, the sound of the wind became louder and louder, gradually spreading, and just as he was instinctively on guard, a thunderous sword flashed, cutting this rather poignant whirlwind through the middle.

Then I saw a young man holding a knife in one hand and an object in the other, slowly stepping out from the center of the wind and thunder, his expression was flat and calm.

Fifty warriors lined with iron armor, armed with swords and crossbows, retreated from both sides, raised their right hands, tapped their shoulders lightly, and lowered their heads.

Behind him, the wind and thunder dissipated.

This is the only one who stands out.

More than 100 people from Liangzhou City saw this scene, only felt that their throats were a little dry, the scenes that happened last night, whether it was the thunder that crossed the entire city, or the aftermath of the collapse of the city gate, including the current whirlwind, for them, it was too shocking.

Tie Lin raised his head and looked at Wang Anfeng, there were thoughts one by one in his mind, but there was no hostility, he took a deep breath to calm the turbulence in his heart, and said:

"Feng An, who are you......"

Wang Anfeng's eyes drooped, and after being silent for three breaths, he didn't choose to hide it, pulled the token from his waist, raised his hand and threw it to Tie Lin, who grabbed the token, saw the two big characters on the token, his expression changed, and he muttered in a low voice:

"Shenmu Mansion ......"

At this point, it was like a thunderbolt, smoothing out all the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

This includes why Wang Anfeng wants to hide his identity, where does the amazing evil aura on Wang Anfeng's body come from, this place is Jiannan Road, which is extremely far away from Jiangnan Province, and Shenwu Mansion committed murder in Jiangnan Province, of course, he has to cover his true identity here.

And that evil aura naturally came from the battle when Shenwu Mansion became famous.

Seeing Tie Lin's face change, shake, remorse, and guilt, but there was no hostility, Wang Anfeng's heart was quite complicated, the original anger had dissipated a lot after Dongfang Ximing had nothing to do, and Tie Lin's senses were also complicated, but he still felt a little terrible that the other party could lock his case record with just a short contact.

He took the token from Tie Lin's hand with a complicated face, and calmly tied it around his waist, and his thoughts couldn't help but diverge a little in his heart.

Tie Lin's acuity and judgment are strong enough, and he also has strong execution ability and strong enough martial arts.

But that's not enough.

Because under the mask of the uneasy relic, he can be a Fufeng Knife Maniac, if it is judged that he is a Fufeng Knife Maniac, but he is actually the young master of the Giant Whale Gang, the young master of the Giant Whale Gang used to be a book collector, and the book keeper is actually the master of the Shenwu Mansion.

The master of the Shenwu Mansion can actually be uneasy.

Behind every identity, there are enough deeds and clues to support it.

Each identity was once distinct enough to be remembered.

Even for each identity, enough records can be found in the files of the Criminal Department, the master of the Shenwu Mansion has the Ouchi Xiaohu as evidence, and the Fufeng Sword Mania and the Fufeng Immortal Pavilion conflict, each identity has appeared in different places at different times, with different personalities and martial arts.

Wang Anfeng himself felt a little scoundrel.

lifted a mask, there is a second mask, maybe there is a third, I think the clues have other explanations, and it is reasonable, even if it is a famous catch like Tielin, it is difficult to see through it all, and after this suspicion, Tielin should no longer associate Yi Nanping with himself.

With Tie Lin's previous character, it is very likely that he will be convinced of this before there is more rigorous ironclad evidence, and even in the event of special circumstances, he will vouch for Wang Anfeng, and in the face of the arrest of the rest of the criminal department, he will try to ensure that he has no problem.

Looking at the remorse and guilt on Tie Lin's face, Wang Anfeng, the lord of the Shenwu Mansion whose real identity was Da Qin Yi and other wanted criminals, couldn't help but cough lightly to hide his weakness.

Tie Lin, this character, how to say it......

In a way, he is an honest man......

PS: Today's update presents............ Five thousand six, the next line is being revised......