If Zhang Qian cultivated the humane exercises, whether he inherited the Ancestral Saint Absolute Sect or obtained it by chance, he could be classified as the same kind as himself.

The degree of suppression of the remnants of humanity by the righteous path is even more than that of the demons, just as the emperors of the past dynasties attached much more importance to the rebels than the green forest and grass cowards, because one can only endanger the safety of ordinary people, and one can subvert the rule of the regime, when the demon clan is the strongest, it will occupy the mountain as the king, and the Taoist sect is the enemy, and when humanity is at its peak, it is to divide the world with the immortal way, and even the ruling strength of the human world is still above the heavenly court, the heavenly court in ancient times is just a gathering place for a group of immortal cultivators who do not ask about the world, and the four seas of Kyushu in the world are ruled by humanity, and the major families rule over all the people in the world, and the power is extremely strong, and finally the humane civil war exhausts its strength, and it is replaced by the immortal road。

Heavenly Court is now the Lord of the Great Worlds, ruling the Three Realms, and naturally does not want the resurgence of humanitarian forces to threaten its rule.

Whenever the remnants of humanity are discovered, they will inevitably be cut down at all costs.

Even if Zhang Qian is a person in the Daomen, but he accidentally obtained humane martial arts and then cultivated successfully, he will still be tolerated by the Immortal Dao, because of the various abilities possessed by the cultivation of humane martial arts to the extreme, the attraction of sanctification of the flesh is stronger than that of becoming an immortal, and becoming an immortal is still attached to the avenue. The allure of immortality is still extremely strong, but there is still a certain fear of the Taishang forgetfulness in my heart, how is it different from the grass and trees that people have no seven emotions and six desires?

However, the method of sanctification of the human body is not, my heart is the heart of heaven, and I change my life against heaven with great power!

Acknowledging the existence of the Heavenly Dao, and revering the Heavenly Dao, but not following the fate of the Heavenly Dao.

The way to observe the sky, the trip to the sky, all the way. There are five thieves in the sky, and those who see them are prosperous. The five thieves are in the heart, they are executed in the sky, the universe is in the hands, and all the transformations are in the body.

The true meaning of humanity is nothing more than that.

is not like the Immortal Dao, as a puppet of the Great Dao, exhausting the power of his life, pursuing the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao, but in the end he was lost in it.

Whether it is the powerful abilities brought about by the cultivation of humane martial arts, or the absolute freedom to follow one's own heart without fetters and do whatever he wants, it is full of temptation for people, enough to turn a strong-willed defender into a disobedient and disrespectful Dao. 'Humane remnants', for the righteous path of the heavenly court, such a person is definitely a hidden danger, because the Dao heart will be subtly changed, and there is a precedent for this kind of thing, that is to say, no matter whether Zhang Qian is committed to the Dao Gate at the moment, as long as his cultivation of humane martial arts is known, it will be eradicated, so King Yan will save his life at all costs, and at the same time find out whether the speculation is true.

If this person really cultivated the Humane Exercises, what King Yan wanted to do most now was to warn him not to divulge this secret, otherwise he would be killed himself.

Even if he is still a member of the Dao Sect, it doesn't matter.

Because as long as he lives, he will one day become his own kind, unless he abandons this furnace ding, gives up his cultivation, and reincarnates to reincarnate and recultivate.

If this person has obtained the humanitarian inheritance and knows his identity and situation, it will not hurt his life, but this possibility is simply very small in his opinion, because a long time ago, humanity has perished, and after thousands of years, most of the incense that can be passed down has become extinct？

Obviously, he didn't know what was at stake, so King Yan only felt that he had obtained humane martial arts by accident, and then cultivated, and he didn't know what to do.

And what he has to do is to capture him alive, and after verifying his identity, he will give him a kind warning, so as not to give his life in vain, this person's strength is not bad, and he can be an ally in troubled times in the future, even if he has no intention of making a rebellion against the heavens now, Zhang Qian's help to him may be extremely limited, but thinking of the same kind of feelings, he also has enough reasons to help, just because 'the same is the end of the world'.

"General, if the old man doesn't go into battle to contain this person, I'm afraid this team of Xuantie heavy cavalry will be wiped out!" The old strategist saw that King Yan was speechless for a long time, and he was as serious as before, and in the sky, Zhang Qian was like a fallen leaf floating around, seemingly soft and weak, and there was no power at all, simple and simple, but every time he shot, he was bound to be able to make a Xuantie heavy cavalry fly back to annihilation, and in just a few breaths, only a dozen people were killed in a team of 100 people, and the old strategist's heart was dripping blood, not that this Xuantie heavy cavalry was vulnerable, but that Zhang Qian's person was really difficult, smelly and hard, so that thousands of troops and horses were useless.

A team of Xuantie Heavy Cavalry could completely kill a monk in the late stage of the Qi Zhou Heaven Realm!

However, Zhang Qian was wrapped in the armor of lifelessness, after the retraining, the defensive ability of this armor was better than the beginning, with the remains of Shura as the bones, melted into many years of quality up to nine thousand years of Xuantie, these Yin God realm of Xuantie heavy cavalry can not even break his defense, how can it pose a threat to him, in the deep sea, a group of tiger sharks can kill a dragon whale completely or even easily, but it is difficult to pose a threat to an old turtle covered with heavy armor, only with an evenly matched person to go up and fight with him, this can form a threat to it, Xuantie Heavy Riding is completely itchy, it doesn't play much role, but King Yan is slow to make a decision, making him anxious。

"The Xuantie heavy cavalry withdrew, mobilized the foot soldiers to surround this person, and then closed the encirclement!" King Yan flicked his hand to stop the old strategist's intention to speak, and then issued a military order.

"What?" When the old strategist heard this, he suddenly felt incredible, how could the general give such a mediocre order, the Xuantie heavy cavalry was helpless to take this person, and the foot soldiers besieged it, wouldn't it be even more to hit the stone with an egg, although relying on the strength of the army, in the end, when the pure yang vitality in his body was exhausted and could not supply the spirit treasure for consumption, he might be killed, but in this way, at least tens of thousands of soldiers and horses would be buried in vain, and it was completely hitting the stone with eggs.

He was about to force him, wanting King Yan to change his military order and transfer himself to the field, while listening to him say: "Accidentally injured this person's life, I want to live!"

The old strategist became more and more puzzled, but since King Yan had expressed his intentions, he had no room for more talking, if King Yan was determined to kill this person, it would be a very mediocre decision to send foot soldiers to besiege him, but if he planned to capture this person alive, the only way to do it was to go up and entangle with him, fighting for life and death, how could he keep his hands? King Yan didn't want this person to die, he was bound to be constrained, but this person had a strong murderous intention, but he would not leave a glimmer of life for himself, he would just send him to death when he went up at this time. He didn't know why King Yan had such a strange idea at the moment, but since King Yan was not mediocre, this move must have a deep meaning, and at this juncture, it was not easy to ask carefully, so he could only do it.

In the sky, several teams of Xuantie heavy cavalry that restrained Zhang Qian left one after another, and the surroundings suddenly became empty.

However, the Yin soldiers from all directions crowded like a tide, like an impermeable high wall, covering all optical fibers, and suddenly there was a feeling that it was difficult to breathe, and the pressure was heavier than before, Zhang Qian frowned slightly and looked at the sky, knowing that the bloody battle had really begun at this moment, and the previous confrontation with the Xuantie Heavy Cavalry was only a matter of moving muscles and bones, and it was not even a moving muscles and bones, because he did not use his strength at all.

And now that the army is pressing, the previous method of saving time and effort will not be useful, and you can only fight hard!

People are like a tide, like the shadow of the night.

I could only hear the roar of anger on all sides, as well as the noise of armor rubbing, a black iron spear swept suddenly, hitting his waist, Zhang Qian's brows frowned slightly, it was not that this spear touched the body, in this thousands of troops and horses, I want to protect myself and not let the blade touch my body, although I can do it, but the requirements for the body are too harsh, and the consumption of physical strength is naturally extremely terrifying, but even if these blades hit the vital point, they can't hurt him at all, so there is no need to deliberately dodge, and it is reasonable to be swept by this spear. But what he didn't understand was that the lethality of the spear was mainly reflected in assassination, and as a stick, it really ruined the prestige of the king of a hundred soldiers.

These Yin soldiers came from nowhere, but Zhang Qian found that they were not a group of rabble, and they were extremely skilled in battlefield fighting, so they naturally would not make the low-end mistake of using guns as sticks.

However, don't think about it in a hurry, another shot swept from the right side, hit the ribs, two black iron spears clamped him to death, as if to limit his ability to move, among thousands of troops, if you let this trap, there is only a dead end, Zhang Qian waved his hand, the two spears were like mud pinched, suddenly there was no shape, the space was narrow, although the two spears were destroyed, they were still wrapped around his waist like two giant pythons, and before he waved his hand to pull down, a thick-backed war knife slashed head-on, straight to the neck, although the strength and speed were not enough in Zhang Qian's eyes, but this angle position was quite accurate, and the fighting moves were skillful to the extreme, but the sword is held backwards.

Zhang Qian's brows furrowed, looking at the back of the knife that was facing him without a sharp edge, he was a little confused, what are these Yin soldiers really doing?

The elite soldiers who have been honed in battlefield battles will not make such low-end mistakes.

Zhang Qian raised his hand, as fast as lightning.

The war knife was stuck in his hand, and with a little force, it turned into a mess of mud!

Zhang Qian's eyes were separated from the Yin soldier nobles, and found that although these Yin soldiers still had killing intent in their eyes, they were much more stable than before, and seemed to be afraid of something, but the tide of Yin soldiers was still pouring to his voice, the space he had was more and more narrow, and he was not in a hurry to think about it carefully, with a flick of his fingers, a ray of sun true fire turned into a phoenix, circling around his side, and several Yin soldiers who were besieging him were immediately burned to ashes, and then the spirit turned into bursts of yin qi and dispersed, and the fire phoenix was affected by it, and the color suddenly dimmed. However, those Yin soldiers were like fearless moths, rushing forward without hesitation, as if they wanted to extinguish the flames with their bodies.

Two or three Yin Gods can't suppress the true fire of the sun, so ten, hundreds, or even thousands!

These Yin Gods would rather be scattered than crowded, but after approaching Zhang Qianqian, he made some ridiculous and ridiculous mistakes, and he gradually realized that these Yin soldiers didn't seem to want to take their lives, but wanted to capture themselves alive, he naturally wouldn't do what he wanted, and even would rather die in battle than fall into the hands of others and be slaughtered by others. Time passed minute by minute, Zhang Qian's side was already filled with the yin qi that had been transformed by the Yin God after his death, just like the deep Stygian Sea, even if he collected the divine sense, the divine soul was still invaded, and then the divine consciousness hallucination affected the physical body, making the flow of true qi in the body more and more difficult, heavy and slow, as if solidified.

The Breathless Armor was also a little out of order, only to feel that the frequency of the wings trembling was getting lower and lower, and the pure Yang Yuan Qi consumed by the flight was more and more, almost more than ten times that of the normal time.

And there is not much pure yang vitality stored in the young cicada spirit array, and it is estimated that it will be exhausted if it can last for another half an hour, and it can only be withdrawn Linglong** In the tower, if there is no breathless armor to protect the body, and provide the ability to fly, I am afraid that I will not be defeated in a quarter of an hour, although the leakless spirit body itself also has an extremely strong defensive ability, comparable to a high-level spirit treasure, but the ability to resist the blade is far less powerful than the breathless armor, the strength lies in this perverted self-healing ability, but in the siege of thousands of troops, I am afraid that the previous wound has not healed, and the next wound is born!

Zhang Qian's gaze swept obliquely, passing through the Yin soldiers in the sky, only to see that the Qingxuan Dao people were already in danger, his three thousand soldiers and horses had all exploded, and the seven white dragons that were protecting themselves were also divided alive by the Yin soldiers, scattering into clouds.

Compared to his own side, the Yin soldiers besieging the Qingxuan Dao people were obviously much more ferocious, and even he had been hit by a few arrows, and the blood was pouring out, obviously to kill him.

Why did he come with him on the same road, but he was treated completely differently?

Zhang Qian's heart was puzzled, but the slightest scruple in his heart gradually let go, looking at this appearance, this Qingxuan Taoist should not be able to support it for long, the picture scroll on the ink and river fan is like a faded ancient painting, it may disappear at any time, obviously there is not much cloud gas left in the reserve, not to mention that the cloud gas explodes, extremely hurtful to the soul, at this moment, he is close to the edge of running out of oil, and the 30,000 Yin soldiers who besieged him are now only destroyed by him for more than 10,000 years, there are still 20,000 Yin soldiers around like hungry wolves, unless a miracle happens, he has no possibility of survival, Zhang Qian has a lot of magical powers, but he is afraid that the Qingxuan Dao people will see it, and it is inconvenient to use it。

If he escapes this fate, and some of his secrets are made known, everything he has worked so the righteous path will come to naught, and he will be killed.

Since there was no possibility for him to leave alive, he could use other means.

But such a thought only flashed in his heart, and he gave up, even if the Qingxuan Dao people will die, but this Yan King can peek through all his secrets, although the ghost cultivation and the righteous path are incompatible, but if he makes his secrets public, he will also cause himself big trouble, of course, if his life hangs by a thread, in order to seek a glimmer of life, he will not care about these things, and now let him suppress these thoughts, in fact, there is another reason, not to mention whether he can get out of trouble with all his might, even if there is a certain hope, these Yin soldiers are at the disposal of Yan Wang, but Yan Wang has never shown his head, he must also keep his hands on guard against this person, otherwise when all his means are exhausted, this person will appear。

He really became a fish on the chopping board, and he only had the share to be slaughtered.

But if you don't use those means, these yin soldiers and ghosts will be enough to fall into a catastrophe from which they will never recover.

No matter how you do it, it seems that there is no way to survive.

Zhang Qian's brows furrowed, and suddenly stretched out, to capture the thief must capture the king, shoot people and shoot horses first! Thousands of troops and horses can not be defeated, so they take the head of the commander Xiang Shang, once the commander is killed, this 100,000 army is just a plate of scattered sand, it is easy to get out of trouble, but Zhang Qian has not yet reached the point where his hands and eyes reach the sky, but among the thousands of troops and horses, he can take the head of the general, this Yan Wang is also extremely smart, and he refuses to show up, and now he doesn't even know where he is hiding, how to assassinate?

However, now these group of Yin soldiers and ghost soldiers want to capture themselves alive, obviously because they have been ordered by King Yan, so no matter what the reason, King Yan must meet him.

Then I will plan and approach him!

Such a thought flashed in Zhang Qian's heart, and he also knew that such a deception was extremely risky, and he would not change much to push himself into a desperate situation, but now he really had no choice, and he really wanted to meet this Yan King, why did he kill the two of them for no reason, just because good and evil are not separated? Then why do you have room for yourself now? As if his physical strength was exhausted, Zhang Qian was slashed in the chest by a heavy battle axe, and there was only a faint scratch on his chest, but the huge force made him fall backwards, and his wings behind his back were like knives and slashed, immediately stabilizing his body, and then his hands were closed, clamping the axe blade, and screwing it violently, the dark iron battle axe was kneaded into a deformity like mud.

Although he is deceitful, he must not show it too obviously, otherwise with the shrewdness of King Yan, I am afraid that he will not be deceived.

Zhang Qian pushed forward with both hands, and the handle of the axe stabbed into the chest of the Yin soldier like a spear, and the dark iron armor on his body directly broke a hole, and the Yin God was hit hard by this, and he had no strength to fight again, and immediately retreated in panic. Zhang Qian's movements seemed to be much slower, and he was about to take advantage of the momentum to pursue, but he was a step slower, and he failed to scatter his soul, and was swept away by a spear, this Yin soldier became the first Yin God to escape from Zhang Qian's hands.

However, now he has not been able to do it, and it is obvious that Zhang Qian's momentum is not as fierce as it was at the beginning.

As soon as Zhang Qian's momentum weakened, the momentum of the Yin soldiers' attack became more and more ferocious, like a flood beast.

And he was like a candle in the wind, swaying from side to side, but he was still fierce, repeatedly counterattacked, and many Yin soldiers died tragically in his hands.

"If you don't tie your hands again, you will be caught!

Just as Zhang Qian was 'fighting', a roar of hidden anger suddenly sounded!

(To be continued)