Hong Fan swept his eyebrows over the people in front of him, but did not see Zeng Daoqi.

"Ti Qi takes people, and those who don't want to cause trouble get out of the way."

With the last measure of self-control, he whispered advice.

No one moved.

The people of Shunde Hall have never seen Tiqi, but this red moire silk suit is really eye-catching, and it does not belong to the folk at first glance.

But so what?

The face of the person who came was no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, and he was as beautiful as a girl, and he was only one person.

There were more than a dozen people gathered in the hall.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care who you are or what your identity is, when you get to our place, you will be respectful!"

A tall man who had cultivated through the realm spoke.

His eyesight was outstanding, and he could see that Hong Fan's hand behind him was shaking.

The man thought that this was cowardice, so he became even stronger and forced a few steps forward.

However, Hong Fan no longer has the patience to negotiate.

"Hey."

He sneered from the corner of his mouth and threw a backhand punch.

This punch shook the man's arms open, and then turned his palm around the back of his neck and went down.

The face of the Penetrating Realm is slamming into the knees of the Pure Realm.

A crisp click.

The man pounced.

The first patch of blood was stained on the surface of the silk jacket's pants.

The people of Shunde were suddenly stunned and retreated a few steps outside.

It's not that they can't stand things - there are few places like Sanxi Town, and they are already first-class experts.

At this time, the Lord came out of the back hall.

He was dressed in a brocade robe, wearing a jade hat on his bald head, and looked like a businessman.

Seeing that his generals were soft on the ground and no one dared to help him, his face first brewed three points of anger.

When he raised his eyes again and saw Tiqi's iconic dress, Zeng Dodge's eyelids jumped.

The Palm Martial Academy, which is ranked at the head of the eight departments, doesn't know that the people below are powerful, how can he not know?

All the arrogance and fighting spirit were completely gone.

"But there was a misunderstanding?"

Zeng Daoqi asked softly.

"There's no misunderstanding, Dodge Tsang."

Hong Fan laughed sharply and stared at this person's eyebrows.

"Kneel down, tie your hands and be captured, and you will be spared the living sin."

Ten words, all of them seem to be beaten of iron.

Zeng Dodge choked for a moment.

"This official, that's not how things are done, is it?"

He was tempted to mediate.

But the other party started with the word "kneel", and directly said the words to death.

"Very well, you don't kneel."

Hong Fan smiled with satisfaction, and his hands trembled more and more.

"Then you have chosen to resist the law."

He was not even willing to use the sand world.

Hong Fan moved a few steps sideways, went to the side pillar of the courtyard, and flew up.

With a bang, the stone base under the pillar slid out.

The beam immediately collapsed.

Under the gaze of twenty or thirty people, the wooden pillar was torn down and lifted.

"What do you mean, sir?"

Zeng Dodge's throat rolled, and his voice tightened.

"I don't understand ......"

Hong Fan let out a long breath and lowered his voice.

"Where's the Lisuo Jin when he moved my brother?"

A loud shout came first.

Then there are the majestic wooden pillars.

The big and small guys of Shunde immediately dispersed.

Zeng Dodge was forced to meet the enemy.

Flower stands fly, stone bricks crushed, and walls exploded......

He tried his footwork and dodged three blows in a row, but was quickly caught up by a fourth.

Condensed water from the void into ice and turned into gauntlets.

Atmospheric roar.

Even the armor and arms, and the wooden pillars were all broken; The force is so great that it cracks in itself.

The miserable howl resounded through Shundexing.

Hong Fan threw away the pillar, slapped Zeng Daoqi Dantian, and then grabbed the back of his head with one hand and lifted it.

"Where are the three members of the Ao family?"

The former asked.

"I don't know."

The latter back.

Hong Fan nodded in satisfaction.

He carried Zeng Dodge to the stone steps on the side of the hall, leaving a red river behind him.

Press with force.

With a bang, his face was covered with a stone like a seal.

When he mentioned it, the bridge of Zeng Dodge's nose was already crooked.

"Where are the three members of the Ao family?"

"I don't know ......"

Asked for the second time.

Second answer.

Cover it for the second time.

The sound of broken bones repeatedly.

Hong Fan lifted the person in his hand, and there were a few broken teeth and small pieces of stone dust that fell.

"Where are the three members of the Ao family?"

Three questions.

"I really don't know!"

Three answers, the voice is slurred.

Cover it for the third time.

This time, Zeng Daoqi's facial bones were sunken, his face was rolled, and he couldn't distinguish his facial features.

"Please, please......"

No more Q&A.

It's just the fourth time to cover down.

Zeng Dodge didn't move.

In the sea of knowledge, the roots of the dragon soul tree are swaggering, absorbing considerable vitality.

Hong Fan let go of his hand and straightened up.

As far as the eye can see, the Shunde Hall is a mess and empty.

His hands no longer trembled.

At the gate in the distance, there were unknown passers-by who looked in carefully.

Hong Fan didn't care, and sat down next to the corpse to breathe.

Two quarters of an hour later, the sand wings spread out and flew to the southwest.

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Hongyi City is in the southernmost part of Liangzhou.

It's a journey of 1,300 miles.

Hong Beom took two breaks and arrived at about two o'clock in the morning.

Vengeance is eager.

But the more sensual he is, the more rational he is in action.

The sand wing landed at the foot of the Junction Mountain.

Hong Fan randomly picked a cave to enter, and after a while, an emaciated brown bear ran out with a sigh.

He counted his breaths and meditated until sunrise.

All the exhaustion is restored, and the pulse is also opened to seventy.

The weather outside the cave was clear, and the brown bear was long gone.

Hong Fan touched his cheek, it was hot.

So he walked up the hill.

The ridges are multi-faceted, and the ridges are uplifted like Qiu, which is named after it.

The side of the mountain road is covered with thick snow.

After drying all winter, the snow became exceptionally dry – the surface was crumbled like powder, but the bottom was half-frozen.

Every time Hong Fan stepped on it, a crunch came from the soles of his boots.

Depressed, sharp.

There is no one in the mountains.

As he walked, the creaking sound sounded like the ice cracking in the depths of a snowy mountain.

When the mountain road was exhausted and he saw the Taoist temple on the top, Hong Fan's killing intent was already boiling hard.

Outside the view, there are two little Taoist priests guarding the door, and they are probably outer disciples.

Hong Fan didn't speak to them when he came up, but raised his hand and pulled out a sand whip from under the snow.

The long whip flew and slashed, splitting the plaque with the words "Xingyunguan" written on it.

"You, what are you doing?!"

Seeing this, the little Taoist's eyes widened, and he just came up to question, but he bumped into Dao Qi Wave head-on.

"Where is Qiu Jing'an?"

A roar rushed into the sky, swept over the mountain Taoist temple, folded and wandered, and reached the dangerous peak outside the clouds.

When the echo returns, it is even more magnificent and empty, like the opening of heaven and earth.

No one responded.

The two little Taoist priests fell to the ground trembling, and there was a yellow stain on their crotch.

Hong Fan strode in.

The second door was slammed open.

Hong Fan crossed the threshold and saw several Taoist priests shouting in a hurry while covering the third door.

"Hurry up and go to the master, there is a villain coming!"

There was a click, and the door latched; After a few breaths, it was shattered by the flames.

Hong Fan walked through and smashed the threshold by the way.

In front of the main hall that he had seen in the retrospective, Qiu Jing'an stood tall, and there were fourteen disciples in front of him.

"Who's coming?"

The Lord of the Clouds asked.

"A certain family of Hong Fan, the state department of the Martial Arts Academy, is ...... riding the horse"

Hong Fan replied, his face furious.

"Came for Zhan Yuanzi's life!"

This time, there were no more negotiations.

In the roar, Hong Fan started to press forward.

One step down, the earthquake trembled.

At this moment, the sound of the tide was heard in the mountains.

But it was the snow that had been on the mountain for a winter, and it began to collapse in the roar when worshipping the mountain.

(End of chapter)