The Great Tao Chronicle

It was quiet under the night.

An Qisheng sat still, his eyes calm.

As a human being in two lifetimes, he has experienced many ups and downs, and his mood has gradually changed.

He didn't care about the lives of these three people, whether it was good or evil.

Whether it is stepping on him to ascend, or running for the six doors.

He didn't believe it, how could he be the one who lost this time, these three would let him leave safely.

And even if these three people are benevolent and righteous, let him go, and learn the news of his serious injury, how many people will come to 'remove the devil' and 'practice the way for heaven'.

Therefore, he could not have any hold, unless he wanted to die.

Dong Tianyou stood up tremblingly, and smiled miserably: "Okay, okay, okay, Mr. An is worthy of being the second on the list, I'm just overwhelmed."

"One day, one death and two serious injuries, Mr. An's name of Gorefiend is well-deserved!"

Among the messy ruins, Feng Zhenzong coughed up blood and stood up, his face deteriorating.

He didn't face An Qisheng directly like Yun Tang, although he was seriously injured at this time, he was not directly shocked to death on the spot.

"Blood Demon"

An Qisheng nodded noncommittally and said indifferently:

"If this is the last words of the two of you, An An is a little disappointed."

The bark of a defeated dog never stinks.

Although An Qisheng knew that this was human nature, he was inevitably disappointed.

Is this the hero?

Is this a master?

His demeanor is not comparable to that of Xuanxing's sages, even Potter, Wang Zhixuan and others.

Of course, there is a great terror between life and death, but before you came here, didn't you even think about this?

"Brother Feng! If you die, you will die. Why do you say such things?"

Dong Tianyou straightened up, his chest heaving:

"I've been waiting for a lifetime, and I'm timid before I die. Didn't I defeat the fame I've been waiting for?"

"Hahaha!"

Feng Zhenzong coughed out a mouthful of blood and laughed loudly: "It is extremely, it is extremely! I have lived happily ever after, and I am also famous in death! But someone Feng can't see through it!"

The two looked at each other.

Immediately, Qi Qi let out a long whistle, and when he stepped, he stretched out his fists, raised his sword fingers, and used them to evolve all kinds of swordsmanship, stabbing An Qisheng directly.

Li Feibai and the others swayed as they watched.

Although the two of them were afraid of death in the end, but in the end they came out frankly, and they lived up to their wise life.

They asked themselves that if they had moved from one place to another, apart from kneeling and begging for mercy, they would have absolutely no intention of making a move.

An Qisheng sighed and stood up:

"Vanity Fair is a tomb of heroes, why bother?"

boom!

The moment An Qisheng got up, a strong wind suddenly raised dust in the sky under the night.

In an instant, An Qisheng swept away his old state, and infinite vitality burst out from his body, bursting out with a powerful and frightening aura.

Then, he took a step and shot.

Between the horizontal push of the fist and the five fingers, the invisible air flow made an overwhelmed groan, the fist reached half a step, and then changed, and the palm of the hand flashed with light.

He had already knocked open the middle door of the two with an extremely arrogant attitude.

bang bang~

In the sound of two physical collisions that sounded almost simultaneously.

Feng Zhenzong and Dong Tianyou's bodies were shaken together, and they froze on the spot.

The other people could see clearly, and between the two of them stood stiffly, as if there was an invisible palm force passing through the backs of the two of them.

The earth and stones splashed up, and the invisible palm force pulled a long gully behind the two of them.

huh~

An Qisheng took his palm away, and the two bodies fell into the gully.

Tie Shan walked out of the ruins, his eyes were a bit complicated.

The three masters of energy condensed, even if they are a step behind a famous catcher like Xue Chaoyang, they are still the overlords of the state.

Just so dead.

"Bury the three of them."

An Qisheng said lightly, pacing towards the edge of the ruins, and the trembling Li Feibai and others walked.

Tie Shan shook his head slightly, and moved Yun Tang's body not far away, filling it in the gully.

Buried carefully.

"Everything is empty after death, how useful is gold and silver jewelry?"

Holding some silver notes and a few cheats from the three of them, Tieshan sighed softly:

"The tombstone will not be erected. With the names of the three in Fengzhou, I don't know how many tomb robbers will come to visit."

There are hundreds of disciples, thousands of acres of fertile land, huge family wealth, beautiful wives and concubines like clouds, and the power can be described as enormous.

Whether it is the many country gentry in the prefecture, or the vassal officials sent by the imperial court, they must be given three points of thin noodles.

It can be said that the wind meets the wind and the rain meets the rain.

But after death, it is nothing but a three-foot tomb and a pinch of loess.

tata tao~

Hearing the approaching footsteps and the white-haired old Taoist priest who looked extremely terrifying in the night, Li Feibai and the three were frightened, their hearts beating violently, as if they were being held by an invisible hand.

Difficulty breathing.

Witnessing the three legendary big men being beaten to death so easily on the spot, how could they dare to have a half-like change?

How can we not be afraid?

puff~

After seeing An Qisheng under the crimson moonlight, the three of them finally couldn't bear it anymore, and fell to their knees, begging for mercy again and again:

"Master Dao, Master Dao, we are just passing by, passing by, and we are not in the same group as the three of them."

"It's the little mouth that offends the Daoist, this is the slap in the face!"

Li Feibai was dripping with cold sweat on his forehead, and he slapped his face with his bows left and right.

At this time, his regretted intestines are all green, what is he doing here when he has nothing to do?

It's simply self-defeating.

The eldest grandson couldn't speak, couldn't move, but his heart was very happy, and he was a little anxious, afraid that the old Taoist would be bewitched by them.

Anxious eyes rolled around.

An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at a few people, and after a moment of silence, he said lightly:

"Li Feibai, how does it feel to kill the whole family?"

"Dao, Lord Dao?"

Li Feibai's heart tensed, his mouth was stunned, and he was extremely frightened.

How does he know?

How could he know my name?

For a time, not only Li Feibai, but also Li Feihong and Yuan San felt their hands and feet were cold and couldn't breathe, and they felt great fear.

There were ripples in An Qisheng's eyes, and only in his visible perspective, there were flashes of what several people had done.

huh~

Zhangsun Huai was also shocked. Suddenly, he felt his body loosen. He hurriedly tore off the cloth from his mouth.

"Master Dao, these three are the three murderers of Qingyan, who do all kinds of evil on weekdays, and killed my master's whole family for the treasure that my master's family inherited!

Don't be deceived by them. If they come here this time, if you don't know martial arts, they will only kill you! "

Changsun Huai burst into tears as he spoke, looking at the three with hatred in his eyes.

"shut up!"

"Bullshit!"

Yuan San and the others were all shocked.

"Eldest Sun Huai, that thing was originally passed down from my Li family. It was taken from my Li family by your master's ancestors. This is just a return to the original owner!"

Li Feibai's face was ashen.

"Nonsense! That thing was originally passed down from my master's family!"

The eldest grandson was furious.

"Vengeance in the rivers and lakes, I probably don't need to care about the old man."

An Qisheng opened his mouth softly and suppressed all voices.

In the rivers and lakes, either you kill me or I kill you, it is difficult to tell right or wrong, and he is not a nosy person.

Li Feibai and the three looked happy, and Changsun Huai's face suddenly turned pale.

"but."

An Qisheng's voice changed, and his sleeves crossed with energy, and his slender index finger was already on the eyebrows of Li Feibai and the three:

"Since it's encountered, it's okay to do it with a little effort."

Li Feibai's eyes widened, and there was a sound of "hehe" in their mouths, but they couldn't speak.

He knocked his head on the ground and lost his breath.

"Thank you, Daoye, to avenge my master's family!"

Changsun Huai kept kowtowing, tears streaming down his face.

"That's it."

An Qisheng raised his palm lightly and held it up with invisible energy.

In just a short time, he had already fallen into the dream of the four of them, so he naturally knew what had happened before.

"Master Dao"

After Zhangsun Huai got up, he suddenly took off his shirt, stretched out his hand and tore it on his chest.

A stab.

A human skin scroll that is no different from its skin has been torn off by him.

He held the man's skin roll in both hands and bowed:

"This human skin roll was passed down from my master's grandfather, please accept it."

No merit will not be rewarded, and kindness will not refuse.

An Qisheng has never been a hypocritical person. He was curious about this thing, so he naturally reached out and took it.

This is an extremely thin piece of skin. Under the crimson moonlight, the roll is empty, and there seems to be nothing on it.

"Master Dao, there really is nothing on it"

The eldest grandson said with a wry smile:

"My master has also searched for this parchment scroll for generations, and there is neither a map nor a secret manual on it."

After getting the parchment scroll, Changsun Huai saw it more than once.

But got nothing.

There's nothing at all about it.

For such a piece of skin, the master's family was buried in the sea of ​​​​fire. He did not have the slightest nostalgia for this sheepskin scroll. If it wasn't for the fire and water, he would have destroyed it long ago.

"It's a human skin"

An Qisheng gently squeezed the human skin roll, and his eyes lighted with ripples: "Moreover, it came from a master."

An Qisheng was quite curious.

With his eyesight, under this moonlight, he did not see any pores or breakages on this piece of skin.

Obviously, the physique of the owner of this human skin has reached a very high level, and he seems to be stronger than him at this time.

At least now, although his pores are tiny and invisible, at least he is visible.

After all, he still has hair.

The owner of this person's skin roll must have lost a trace of hair on his body~www.wuxiaspot.com~ clean and smooth.

Bald man, can you be strong?

"That being the case, the Taoist priest will leave this thing."

After Zhangsun Huai knelt down and kowtowed a few more times, he brought up the bodies of Li Feibai and the three and said:

"Master's soul is not far away, the younger generation will carry their corpses to worship the master's family"

"Go."

An Qisheng waved his hand.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the man's skin carefully.

These masters tore off their own skins, naturally, not to leave a memory for future generations, but there must be something they want to pass down.

Just because you can't see it doesn't mean there's nothing on it.

Ripples rose in his eyes, reflecting this human skin roll.

hum~