The Great Tao Chronicle

In the darkness of the crimson moonlight.

A group of people walked towards the chivalrous gate dozens of miles away.

"Stop!"

On top of the sturdy **** flooded horse, Fang Yuhong suddenly broke the peace.

"Brother Fang, what did you find?"

Yang Ling forcibly calmed down his mood, but there was inevitably a sarcasm in his tone.

How noble is he?

Jin Yiwei's deputy commander, now that Yang Lin has been in seclusion for many years, he is the uncrowned king of Jin Yiwei, and the real power is in his hands.

Fang Yuhong took others around in the mountains of Liangzhou for many days, and he had exhausted all his remaining patience. At this time, the squeezing fire in his heart was almost unstoppable.

Hearing his voice at this time, I couldn't help but feel a little restless.

"Brother Fang, what did you find?"

After running around for many days, Zhao Changying couldn't stand it anymore.

The rest of the people also looked at him with different expressions.

"Blood smell"

Fang Yuhong's face was also very ugly, but he still forced himself to be patient and gritted his teeth:

"The smell of blood is very strong, hundreds of breaths are mixed, and there is a **** battle ahead."

"forward"

Yang Ling moved in his heart, took out a map from his arms, and shook it away.

Dafeng has a vast area, and the mountains and forests are changeable. No one can recognize all the routes. Yang Ling doesn't walk much on the rivers and lakes.

Looking at this at this time, the complexion changed:

"Ahead, is the chivalrous door, is it Feng Qingxuan?!"

"Chivalry Gate?"

"Then Feng Qingxuan has already reached the chivalrous door? So this **** smell means that he has already fought with those martial arts people?"

"But I don't know what happened to the casualties?"

Several others were also surprised.

"I'm afraid I can smell thousands of breaths. There are at least hundreds of dead people in front of me, blood flowing into rivers, blood flowing into rivers!"

Fang Yuhong felt attentively, at first he was a little puzzled, and finally nodded.

"In that case, you can wait for a while."

Zhao Changying's eyes flickered:

"It's not a good thing. It's almost time for people to die. Let's clean up the mess."

People in Jianghu have a very poor impression of Liumenmen, Dongchang, and Jinyiwei, and conversely, their impression of a group of martial arts people is also very poor.

In their opinion, Mozong is not a good thing, and the same is true of these martial arts people.

When the two sides fight, how many people die is a good thing for them.

Everyone else nodded in agreement.

"Chivalry Gate"

Only Yang Ling's eyes flickered and did not speak.

He got off his horse and looked at the night sky in the distance. He had no hope of breathing, and his sense of smell was not as sensitive as Fang Yuhong's.

The night was too quiet.

It seems that there are no birds, beasts and mosquitoes in the quiet, which is obviously abnormal.

Zhao Changying's perception is not as good as Yang Ling's, but he has a lot of thoughts.

When Yang Ling talked about the chivalrous door, his expression was not too much.

His mind flashed, he turned his eyes to look at Yang Ling, and asked tentatively:

"Master Yang seems to be hiding something from us!"

"Some things, the less people know, the better."

Contrary to his expectations, Yang Ling had no intention of concealing it, but just stood with his hands behind his back and replied lightly.

"Brother Yang is hiding something from us?"

Tong Luyang also frowned:

"Aren't we even qualified to know?"

Only Xue Tinglin, who belonged to Jin Yiwei, and Mu Qianren were silent, even though they had doubts in their hearts, they did not speak easily.

"At this point, there is no need to hide it."

Yang Ling brushed his sleeves across the ground, sat on the ground, and said lightly:

"Everyone knows, Feng Qingxuan has made a big move a few months ago, why haven't Jinyiwei and Liumeng ever made a move?"

"What's hidden in it?"

Tong Luyang's pupils shrank.

When Feng Qingxuan appeared a few months ago about this matter, he had some guesses in his heart, but there was no answer.

At this time, it seemed that Yang Ling knew something.

"You guys go to check one or two. If there is something wrong, come and let me know immediately."

Yang Ling looked at his subordinates and gave an order.

"Yes!"

Dozens of Jinyiwei masters in the real qi realm heard the words, all dismounted, one by one, dismounted, and fled into the forest, and a few ups and downs disappeared.

As a member of Jinyiwei, they have always known that some things will kill people if they know it.

In an instant, only Yang Ling, Zhao Changying, Tong Luyang and other six people were left.

And dozens of horses, even if the owner left, also stood quietly in the night without making a single sound, which shows that they have been strictly trained.

"sit down."

Yang Ling waved his hand.

The rest of the people looked at each other and found a place to sit on the ground at will.

Zhao Changying was a little surprised.

After chasing him for more than half a month, he didn't take a break. Seeing that he was about to catch up, he suddenly wanted to rest?

What the **** is this Yang Ling doing?

"The source of this matter has to start from a year ago."

Yang Ling's body swayed slightly, and an invisible aura spread out and enveloped the surroundings.

"a year ago"

Fang Yuhong's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly remembered something.

A year ago, Han Changgong, the head of the Qintian prison, who was under one person and more than 10,000 people in the Dafeng court, suddenly went into retreat, and he has not yet left.

That is, after that, the king suddenly changed. Not only was he going to fight with the Golden Wolf King Court, but he also wanted Jinyiwei to monitor the world internally, and wanted to take the swords and soldiers from the world.

Liu Sengmen acted a lot more violently, and even did a lot of smashing the mountains and breaking the faction.

Because of this, I don't know how many assassins went to assassinate the king this year.

Several other people looked at each other and thought of this at the same time.

Over the past year, I don't know how many people have guessed what made the king change so much.

"Master Han's qi technique has reached the peak, and he estimates that the military and the country are all good. Could it be that he said something to the king?"

Mu Qianren spoke hoarsely.

"What Master Han said, no one knows except the king."

Yang Ling knew in his heart that it was not that no one knew, but that he was not even qualified to know.

After all, he has not yet stepped over that threshold, and cannot truly step into that core.

Zhao Changying had some vague guesses, but did not dare to think about it, and instead asked:

"Jinyiwei has other arrangements for the chivalrous door?"

Several other people also tacitly did not ask more.

"Yes, the commander-in-chief has personally ordered this."

Yang Ling nodded and said:

"You don't need to know a lot, it's enough to know that Feng Qingxuan will not be my enemy."

Won't you be my enemy?

Zhao Changying and the others were all shocked and heard the meaning of Yang Ling's words.

Immediately, several people were shocked.

"So far, nothing else needs to be said."

Yang Ling lowered his gaze, and slowly exhaled a turbid breath:

"If that An Qisheng meets Feng Qingxuan, maybe it will save me the trouble of waiting."

Yang Ling did not speak, and the rest of the people were also silent.

Upright digesting the news from Yang Ling's mouth.

If it is as they imagined, what did Han Changgong see?

Huhu~

After a moment of silence, a few piercing sounds suddenly came from the mountains and forests in the night.

Yang Ling and the others raised their eyebrows to look.

I saw a figure rushing out of the mountains and forests, and landed directly on a horse:

"Brother Wang, Brother Li, come quickly, there are dozens of first-class BMWs here!"

"Brother Zhou, don't make troubles outside the festival, why do horses need to be more careful? There are so many comrades killed and injured in front of the chivalrous door this time, so I'll go quickly, so that your comrades' wealth will not be invaded by others!"

"It's extremely, it's extremely! Isn't the wealth accumulated by your fellow practitioners a hundred times more than these horses?"

The two figures turned from the forest and spoke from a distance.

But the man sitting on the horse did not speak.

Because he saw the roadside sitting on the ground, looking at his six masters with cold eyes.

"Big red python robe, carrying a long knife"

Above the steed, the man surnamed Zhou felt cold and sweat dripping from his forehead.

Dafeng respects gold and red, and takes dragon python as the most valuable.

Except for Wang Ke who wore the golden dragon robe, the rest of the high-ranking officials, even Han Changgong, the head of the Qintian supervisor, and Yang Lin, the commander of the Jinyiwei, were only wearing the golden python robe.

In addition, the red python robe is already worn by the most powerful people in Dafeng.

The person who wears this server must be a high-level master.

And looking at the few people around him, the aura status seems to be almost the same.

Why did you send it to your door?

For a time, the big man surnamed Zhou could only slap himself twice.

"Big, my lord is here, just passing by."

The man surnamed Zhou turned over and dismounted, reluctantly speaking.

Yang Ling glanced at the mountain forest indifferently, and Mu Qianren nodded, not seeing how to move and disappearing in place.

Tong Luyang frowned slightly, but didn't speak.

"You said that a lot of people died in front of the chivalrous door?"

Yang Ling looked at the big man slowly and asked indifferently.

His tone was hollow, and there was a sense of superiority between his words, which made the big man tremble, making it difficult for him.

"Go back, go back to the words of the adults."

The man surnamed Zhou cupped his hands and said, "Tragic, miserable! Blood flowed in front of the chivalrous gate, and the devil slaughtered hundreds of fellows in one go, and three congenital masters including Lian Hanfeng and Li Yang were killed together.

Rivers of blood, rivers of blood! "

As he spoke, his body trembled again, and when he recalled the previous scene, his heart froze.

"Yes?"

Zhao Changying raised his eyebrows slightly: "The devil's martial arts is so powerful?"

"Go back to this eldest lady."

When the man surnamed Zhou saw Zhao Changying, his breathing couldn't help but stagnate, and then the smile on his face was more pleasing:

"The devil's martial arts reached the pinnacle, and it was just one move. All the three masters of the land rankings died. After more than ten breaths, they killed hundreds of passages."

"Killing the top three masters in one move?"

Yang Ling's eyes narrowed, and he stabbed the man like a sword:

"What you said is the truth?"

Under Yang Ling's vigorous momentum, a gust of wind passed through the mountains and forests, and countless fallen leaves were whistling along with the dust.

The man was even more afraid, gritted his teeth and responded, "Every sentence, every sentence is true."

That Feng Qingxuan's martial arts has reached such a level?

Yang Ling's eyes narrowed, Feng Qingxuan at this time was more arrogant than when he fought with him a year ago.

Not only Yang Ling, Zhao Changying and others were also shocked.

Although they didn't make it to the Earth Ranking, it was only because of Jin Yiwei's concealment. They thought that they would not be inferior to the experts on the Earth Ranking.

Naturally know what kind of martial arts it takes to kill three masters in one move.

Even Yang Ling, the strongest among them, might not be able to do it.

huh~

In the breeze, Mu Qianren, who had a trace of blood on his body, returned to the place, slightly cupped his hands and said:

"There are seven people behind those two people, and Xiaguan killed them together."

"You, you are so vicious!"

That man surnamed Zhou's heart was beating wildly, and he was about to leave.

But before he could get up, a mighty infuriating qi had already descended from the sky, stomping him heavily on the ground, but it was Tong Luyang.

"Can you see an old Taoist priest in white robes, about seventy or eighty years old?"

Looking at the man struggling under his feet, Tong Luyang asked lightly:

"Answer me and let you go!"

The man's spine was almost broken by a foot, and his face was shaking with pain. Hearing the words, he endured the reverberation of severe pain:

"The devil I'm talking about is him, the blood demon An Qisheng!"

"It was him, it was he who killed Feng Qingxuan, killed Han Feng, and killed many martial arts comrades, and now, now he is still in the chivalrous gate, still in the chivalrous gate!

Ladies and gentlemen, I have told you everything I know, let me go, please let me go! "

"what?"

"how is this possible?!"

"You said that An Qisheng killed Feng Qingxuan?!"

Yang Ling and the others suddenly changed their expressions, and suddenly lost all their calmness.

In particular, Yang Ling, who had played against Feng Qingxuan, had a huge wave in his heart.

He had met Feng Qingxuan once a year ago, and that time the two had played against each other once. Although it was just a taste of it, he knew that Feng Qingxuan's strength a year ago was no less than his own.

Tong Luyang lost his temper for a while and almost trampled the man to death.

"what!"

The man let out a scream, and his body was so painful that he hit the pendulum. Tong Luyang's foot broke his spine!

"Hahaha!"

His originally painful face was distorted~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but suddenly he let out a miserable smile:

"You, you are dead!"

Tears came out of his smile, and his tears almost filled his mouth:

"The person you want to kill is here!"

"An Qisheng?!"

Several people's hearts jumped wildly, and they stood up at the same time, the sword jumped into their palms, and their hairs exploded.

Looking back again, I saw that under the crimson night, in the gentle night wind, an old Taoist priest in a white robe came slowly and slowly.

The world seems to be getting darker at this moment.

The night wind seemed to be getting colder.

Until the cold wind bites the bone.