The head of Dafeng City is as high as thirty-three feet. Looking around, the sight is endless, and the sky seems to be within reach.

Under the city wall, many pedestrians, businessmen, and martial artists were horrified and shocked.

Above the city wall, many soldiers peeped, their expressions were nervous, their bodies were stiff, but there were also many soldiers whose eyes were spitting fire, and the killing intent filled their chests.

"what!"

On the top of an attic in the city, looking at An Qisheng who was on the top of the city, Liu Yanchang screamed in the sky, full of indignation and unwillingness.

Ten days ago, including him, everyone felt that this old Taoist was overthinking his abilities and was seeking his own death.

But in just ten days, this old Taoist has already traveled 6,000 miles, broke through their siege, and forcibly climbed to the top of Fengdu City under the attention of thousands of people!

Where is the city wall that he stepped on at this time?

It is clearly the law of the court, the dignity of the court!

But even if he was angry, even if he was unwilling, he couldn't stop the fact that it was done.

There is no chance.

With such combat power, at this time in Fengdu City, no one who can take action is his opponent.

And even if you can.

How dare you fight against such unscrupulous and vicious people in Fengdu City?

There are all kinds of outside world, but An Qisheng seems to be unconscious.

Since ascending to the top of Fengdu City, his spirit seems to have undergone a strange transformation.

The improvement of the state of mind and the spirit is not the way of exhaling the spiritual energy and carrying the inner strength true energy, but it is more mysterious.

But at this time, he felt a spiritual transformation.

Like a golden elixir, like a newborn child, lively and full of vitality, even with the movement of his mind, it seems that he can break out of his body at any time.

Boom!

As soon as An Qisheng thought about it, he seemed to hear deafening thunder.

This is not a real thunder, but a warning to the mind.

But the warning from his mind also proved that he was already qualified to be baptized by thunder at this time.

As his thoughts turned, his eyes fell on Cao Tiangang.

Huhu~

Cao Tiangang died and did not fall, with messy hair dancing in the wind, and his ragged clothes completely red.

The old **** fled on the snowy field decisively, but standing on the city wall, he seemed to have no idea of ​​retreating.

An Qisheng felt something in his heart, and his eyes crossed the clouds and the sky, and looked at the royal city behind the huge bronze statue that stood above the sky in the city:

"Is it because of him..."

Ten thousand people form an army, ten million people form a country, Dafeng leads the land, and it is not much worse than the entire Xuanxing, leading more than 100,000,000 people.

How strong is the luck of a country in such a country?

Looking at it at this moment, I can only feel that the light and shadows are flowing, the luck will become a dragon, and the brilliance and brilliance is mighty, showing the supreme kingship towards the heaven and earth.

Anyone who is proficient in Wangqi should be in awe.

in his senses.

In the imperial city, there seems to be an indifferent gaze, it seems that someone is watching the city head.

That person is lazy, and under the fate of the country, he hovers like a dragon, indifferent but majestic, sacred and cold.

He knew that the owner of that gaze was the current King of Feng, the ruler of the seventy-three states of Dafeng, more than 100,000 soldiers and civilians.

The owner of Dafeng's 'family business'.

"Feng Wang......"

There was a ripple in the depths of An Qisheng's eyes, and King Feng was not within his perception range, so naturally he couldn't form his imprint, or watch his fate.

However, as early as three months ago, when Cao Tiangang and Liu Yanchang besieged the Dharma King Red Sun, he had already passed through Cao Tiangang and the two of them, and had a very deep understanding of this King Feng.

In the Great King City, except for what he vaguely guessed when Xue Chaoyang entered the dream, the old **** hiding in the deep palace was a divine vein.

This King Feng has already created a divine vein!

This King Feng was originally a son of the previous King Feng. At that time, the prince's wings were already full, and he had no idea of ​​the throne at all. Instead, he liked to practice martial arts and often traveled in the rivers and lakes.

He is talented and intelligent, and he has a lot of opportunities. Long before he succeeded to the throne, he had formed a vein of Qi. After he succeeded to the throne for decades, no one knew its depth, but Cao Tiangang and others naturally knew that King Feng had already Divine veins are cast, with a life span of three hundred.

He is only sixty years old, and he still has more than two hundred years of life!

Of course, what is more important is that there is a divine weapon hidden in the Dafeng King City!

Because of this, he has ambition, not only wants to take the world's swordsmen, but also wants to rule the world!

It's a pity that it was because of the divine soldier that day, even the King Feng at this time, the old **** who was said to have followed Dafeng Taizu couldn't make a move.

He has always held the heart of walking on thin ice, and acted bravely and diligently.

If you dare to come to Fengdu, you will naturally not know anything.

uh~

In the sky, an eagle cries cut through the clouds.

In the midst of the wind and clouds, the golden eagle swooped down hundreds of meters, and then disappeared.

At the same time, an arrow broke through the clouds and shot directly at the city wall!

Snapped!

An Qisheng held the arrow in his hand, raised his eyebrows and looked up, only to see a black coat flying over the golden eagle that had gone away.

"Han Taste Palace..."

An Qisheng's eyes narrowed, and he recognized the person on the golden eagle's back.

call!

There seemed to be a gust of wind wrinkling above the city wall, and the soldiers only felt a flower before their eyes, and the old Taoist had disappeared without a trace.

"He... just left?"

A group of soldiers stood still, and it took a long time before they came back to their senses.

puff~

I don't know how many soldiers' legs were weak, and as soon as they fell to the ground, they realized that the clothes in the armor were sticky and wet, and cold sweat broke out.

.........

Snapped!

On the towering star-picking platform, the white jade teacup was crushed into pieces.

The many eunuchs standing quietly around all shivered and fell to their knees, trembling with fear.

"very good......"

Feng Wang lowered his eyes, his face was calm like a pool of stagnant water, but his voice was extremely cold.

His heart was boiling with killing intent, and he was also shocked.

He never imagined that an old Taoist priest who was told in the information that he had not yet formed a divine vein would be so terrifying.

Not only broke through the blockade of the Red Flood Dragon Army, but also killed Yang Lin, Cao Tiangang, and Ji Chonghua one after another.

Especially Ji Chonghua.

That was his secret servant, his true confidant, even his only friend.

If he hadn't always been very sturdy, he would have been unable to resist this time.

"Your anger, rest your anger."

On the side of King Feng, a thin and handsome **** suppressed his grief and bowed down.

His name is Yutian, he is Cao Tiangang's junior brother, and he is in charge of the West Factory.

Just because the West Factory was in charge of guarding the king's city, it was not well-known.

While leaning down, he waved his hand behind him.

The eunuchs, who were kneeling all over the ground, carefully and quickly retreated.

"Eunuch Yu, you said that there are so many people in the world who have no king and no father?"

Feng Wang lightly rubbed his eyebrows, and his voice was a little desolate:

"The widows give them a superior status and allow them to 'rob the rich and help the poor' without worshipping officials, but they still dare to despise the laws of the court and go against the widow's will!"

"King, calm down!"

Yutian bowed slightly and replied respectfully: "With a sharp blade, the desire to kill is self-inflicted, let alone possessing such force? This has been the case for thousands of years, but the king does not need to be too angry... "

Yutian's face was respectful, and his voice was soft and feminine but not sharp.

With a gentle meaning, it makes people smell like a spring breeze.

Feng Wang frowned.

He naturally understood this.

Compared with ordinary people, people who practice martial arts have too much power.

Not to mention the Divine Vessel, Qi Vessel, it is the generation of the great success of the blood change, and all of them are the masters of the rampant party.

With the invincible force of others, will you be willing to endure poverty?

When mountain delicacies, gold and silver jewelry, and beauty treasures are all at your fingertips, you just need to kill a few ordinary people that you can kill at your fingertips, and how many of you can keep yourselves safe?

For tens of thousands of years, the rivers and lakes and the court have been incompatible opposition.

Dafeng Taizu was also a big gang that swept across the states two hundred years ago?

It's nothing more than seeing the end of the dynasty at that time, the heroes are everywhere, and they are greedy for the artifact of the society and crops, and they just started the army?

"What Taizu said is really not bad! If these people in the martial arts are not eliminated for a day, they will always be a disaster..."

Feng Wang slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold.

Over the past tens of thousands of years, the dynasties have changed, and all the martial arts gangs that dominate the land have risen in the chaos. The Dafeng Taizu started like this. Of course, he could not be ignorant.

Because ordinary people, even if there are thousands of people, can never stop a hundred cavalry of the Red Flood Army from charging, only many Jianghu gangs, big sects, and sects have the real power to rebel.

Those who can replace Dafeng can never be those ordinary people!

Therefore, he will target Jianghu martial arts.

Retracting swordsmen is only the first step, and destroying martial arts is his ultimate goal.

Feng Wang felt a chill in his heart.

That day is not far away...

"Your Majesty said..."

Yutian responded respectfully, paused, and asked with gritted teeth:

"Senior brother was killed, do you want to inform the teacher about this?"

"Ok?"

Feng Wang raised his eyebrows, and anger finally appeared on his face:

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

puff~

Yutian knelt on the ground and pressed his forehead to the cold floor:

"Your Majesty's forgiveness, it's the minister's choice of words..."

huh~

Feng Wang waved his sleeves and looked at Yutian coldly:

"Your teacher still has important things to do, so I can't disturb you, you, please step back!"

"Yes!"

Yutian put away a trace of sadness on his face, slowly raised his head, and bowed back.

"Wait a minute."

Feng Wang's expression returned to calm, and after calling Yutian, he paused and said:

"This feud will not be forgotten by the widow, but this is not the time."

"The servant knows."

Yutian's voice paused:

"The slave and maid thank the king for his grace on behalf of the senior brother."

"Go."

Feng Wang waved his hand and looked at the bronze statue standing over the sea of ​​clouds.

He was trampled on the law, his dignity, and killed three ministers under him, and even his only friend.

There is no one who wants to shoot more than him~lightnovelpub.net~ has more killing intent.

But now is not the time.....

.........

boom!

The air tumbled, blowing thick snow.

The Golden Eagle King spread his wings and left, as if he was greatly frightened and did not dare to stay.

However, Han Changgong, who was dressed in black, slowly landed on the side of the road.

He looked at An Qisheng, who was sitting cross-legged under a tree in the distance, with a gun in front of his knees.

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows slowly and glanced at Gui Xiaoer who was thrown aside by Han Changgong:

"Supervisor Qintian, Han Changgong? Why did you bring me here?"

"In the Xiahan Taste Palace, I met the Taoist priest."

Han Changgong's face was calm, he waved his sleeve robe and cupped his hands:

"This is not for anything else, but for the life of the Taoist priest!"