An Qisheng's voice was not so majestic and powerful as to penetrate gold and crack stones.
But it condensed like an arrow and penetrated the layers of air currents, exploding like thunder in the ears and heart of Bian You, who had escaped dozens of feet away.
boom!
Traveling on the edge is like being struck by thunder, with a buzzing sound in your mind.
He was originally running and jumping, but his body froze and he fell from mid-air.
"Nan, Nantianmen?"
When he fell, Bian You's zhenqi surged and he looked around.
In the night, a figure was seen rolling in with the force of wind and thunder.
As the voice fell.
A palm as plump as the moon and as crystal clear as jade, with veins beating and blood flowing inside it visible, fell from the sky!
The ripples spread out layer by layer, and many air waves rolled like clouds lingering on the palm of your hand.
As soon as this palm appeared, it already occupied his entire sight, as if all the light in the world had converged on this palm.
No, it's not a palm, nor a fist, nor a finger.
But it seems to be all-encompassing and all-encompassing.
In a daze, Bianyou seemed to see a majestic and majestic huge portal standing in the endless sky above the clouds and mist.
That door is brilliant and majestic, like the legendary Heavenly Gate, which cannot be touched or looked directly at.
Suddenly, Bian You felt the domineering spirit contained in this palm.
The common people are in front of the door, and the gods are behind the door.
Whether it’s a god or an immortal, it’s up to me!
Filled with naked domineering fist power, his mind was in chaos.
But his body, stiffened, actually stopped falling, and under the huge attraction, he headed straight towards the portal.
It seemed that it wasn't the fist that flowed down, but that the portal was already there, and it hit him straight away.
"This palm..."
Yun Dongliu, who had just emerged from the shadows, shrank his pupils when he saw this scene.
With his eyesight, he can naturally see the subtleties of this palm.
The man in black sought his own death and bumped into this palm. It looked incredible, but in fact, the power contained in this palm was extremely amazing. The vibration and vibration caused the airflow around him to be displaced.
So that there is no other debris around the palm, and then the huge suction force generated by the backward flow of air!
Facing this palm, there is no possibility of evading it, we can only take it head-on!
"If I were under this palm..."
Thoughts came to Yun Dongliu's mind, and then his heart became cold.
I just feel that if I am under that palm, there is almost no room to fight back. Even if I have all kinds of magical skills, I have to take this palm forcefully before I can use it.
"No! No! I won't give in!
I'm not willing to give in! "
With a surging sense of crisis in his heart, Bian You woke up suddenly, his eyes turned blood red:
"I don't want to die!"
At this moment, all the zhenqi in his body suddenly filled up and surged. He raised his arms in response to the violent airflow, and with his arms closed, he leaned up diagonally.
I want to resist this palm.
'He said a move, he said a move, if I block this move, I can live! '
Bianyou's eyes were about to burst, but he was still lucky.
boom!
But the next moment, an unparalleled terrifying force exploded, destroying all his unrealistic thoughts.
While he was in mid-air, the air around him seemed to have become substantial steel, eliminating any possibility of him unloading his force!
Bian You felt desperate.
The arm filled with the whole body's true energy was broken in response, and the flesh and blood were thrown into the sky.
Then, his vision went dark.
It was as if he had hit a city wall made of steel. In just one stroke, all his energy and resistance were dispersed.
"No......"
It felt cold to the touch and then warmed over my face. I smelled a strong smell of blood between my mouth and nose: "This is my brain..."
One last thought flashed through me.
boom!
After a dull explosion, Bianyou's headless body hit the street like a cannonball, sending up streaks of smoke and dust mixed with earth and rocks into the sky.
With the remaining energy poured out, the bluestone-paved floor spread like a spider web.
Huhu~~~
The air flow that was pushed away by the force rolled back, forming a violent air wave that spread and blew An Qisheng's white hair at the temples.
He stood with his hands behind his hands on the roc that was about to spread its wings and fly high on the eaves of the sixth floor of Yangxiao Hall. His clothes were hunting and his white hair was flying.
Under the crimson moonlight, it was like a heavenly being coming to earth.
"This Taoist priest..."
On the wall, Yun Dongliu's throat trembled after witnessing all this, and he was extremely shocked.
He recognized the man in black at a glance with whom he had fought fiercely. Having fought with him, he also knew how terrifying it was to catch up from behind and kill him with one palm across dozens of feet.
Further away, Bai Xianer, who was hiding in the corner and saw this scene, was even more shocked and speechless.
She had fought against 'Grandpa' before, and knew that Grandpa's strength was still superior to hers.
However, the ability to kill Bian You with one palm was too terrifying.
Even her senior brother, Duan Yunlong, the holy son of the Great Sun Demon Sect, might not be able to kill the wary Bian You with one palm, right?
"Grandpa shouldn't be angry..."
Bai Xian'er's heart skipped a beat, and she actually felt guilty.
The reason why Bian You came here to seek death was because she pretended to accidentally let it slip...
"Sure enough, it's just a prototype..."
After slapping Bian You to death with one palm, An Qisheng showed no joy, his eyes flickered as he thought about the gains and losses of this slap.
Nantianmen is the gate that isolates humans and immortals in the myths and legends of previous lives, and is the barrier that cuts off heaven and earth.
On the basis of this myth, what he was talking about was his desire to pursue martial arts and his lifelong belief in practice.
South is the position of separation, the five elements belong to fire, the heart of the five internal organs is fire, and the heart is the door of 'God'.
This style of Nantianmen is based on Yangming's mental studies and incorporates the boxing and martial arts he has learned throughout his life.
When the mind is together, the energy is generated in the heart, reaches all the bones, and runs through the palms of the fingers. When the energy is released, all kinds of changes are released with one force.
It's a pity that he has never stepped into the realm of seeing the gods, nor can he awaken the 'body spirit' belonging to the heart. In the final analysis, this move is just a prototype.
Otherwise, the moment Na Bianyou saw the portal, he should have seen his own brain at the same time.
There is no chance to raise one's arms to resist.
"The Taoist Master's style of Nantianmen is indeed extremely exquisite. It is even better than the Ten Thousand Waves Jingtai Palm passed down by my Chivalrous Sect."
At this time, Yun Dongliu held his hand in his hand and admired it from the bottom of his heart.
Have to marvel.
Yun Dongliu had witnessed this palm before, and after thinking about it from his perspective, he felt that even if he witnessed this palm, he would have almost no chance of winning.
An Qisheng lowered his eyes and looked at Yundongliu who was on the wall with a long knife in his hand:
"The thief came in the middle of the night and disturbed Daxia Yun's dream."
He could naturally see what Yun Dongliu wanted to do.
Although it is not necessary, you still have to accept his wishes.
After all, there are fewer good people in this world than the iron-eating beasts of Xuanxing.
This is in stark contrast to Bai Xian'er, who was still trying to use her soul-stealing magic to kill people.
You know, in Bai Xian'er's heart, he is her biological grandfather.
In other words, she really doesn't mind using her grandfather to kill people.
"If you want to say that Yun Mou, this thief came here well, he came here wonderfully!"
Yun Dongliu smiled:
"I can sleep every day. Being able to see such an exquisite palm keeps Yun awake for ten days and a hundred days. It is totally worth it!"
"It's late at night, Master Yun, go to bed early."
Looking at the dimly lit lights around him, An Qisheng waved his hand slightly and disappeared on the roof of Yangxiao Hall.
Before leaving, he inadvertently glanced deeply at Bai Xian'er, who was uneasy in the shadow.
"Good form."
Yundongliu's eyes lit up.
He kept staring, but he didn't even see how the old Taoist priest walked.
Not to mention other things, just this light skill alone is far beyond his reach.
Glancing at the noisy houses around him, he turned around and disappeared into the night.
........
Under the swaying light of Rudou.
In the dim light.
Bai Xian'er knelt on the ground, looking pitiful and ready to cry.
An Qisheng sat upright, drank tea lightly, and looked at her calmly.
If she hadn't thought that it took a lot of effort to use the soul-stealing technique to control her, she should have slapped her to death just because she dared to coax Bian You to come!
"Grandpa, Xian'er, Xian'er is wrong..."
Sensing the flash of chill, Bai Xianer's body trembled again.
The scene where she was almost beaten to death by three punches yesterday came to mind again, making her feel scared.
Pa~
An Qisheng put down the tea cup, and the warm tea with bitterness bloomed on the tip of his tongue, without comment:
"Tell me."
Bai Xian'er raised her neck slightly, like dark green silk hanging on her beautiful jade face, she looked even more pitiful:
"Xian'er shouldn't let grandpa kill Bian You for me...Xian'er promises that it won't happen next time."
Bai Xian'er was extremely frightened. The fear planted in her heart by the soul-stealing method was too deep.
In fact, if she hadn't known that it would be easy to kill Bian You with An Qisheng's methods, she wouldn't have even dared to think about it.
Even so, she still followed behind, for fear of any accident.
"Any more?"
An Qisheng turned his eyes, indifferent and calm, without joy or anger.
"Xian'er, Xian'er..."
Bai Xian'er bit her lower lip and whispered:
"One more thing, about grandpa..."
Bai Xian'er can be the person in charge of this operation, so she is certainly not a fool. She has already guessed what Bian You can guess.
"explain."
An Qisheng's words are concise and to the point.
"According to the news that Xian'er knows, the people from Qintian Prison have arrived at Ronghua Mansion. They should be here to track grandpa..."
An Qisheng's eyes were dark, and what he was worried about had finally come true.
The reason why he didn't care too much about the leakage of his identity was because he got the existence of Qin Tianjian when he dreamed of Mingtang.
Dafeng Qin Tianjian is a very special existence among all countries.
According to legend, Han Changgong, the leader of Qintian Supervisor, knew the secrets of the world and had unparalleled Qi-gazing skills. He could determine life and death by looking at people's Qi, determine victory or defeat by looking at military strength, and determine the rise or fall of a country by looking at it.
It is said that he played an extremely important role in the rise of Dafeng.
Although the ranking of weapons is lower than that of Pang Wanyang, the Demon Lord of Six Hells, it is even more unfathomable.
Fortunately, he had diverted the attention of the six doors before. At this time, both the blood exchange and the elixir were completed, and the true energy could only be condensed overnight, so he was not too afraid.
"Qin Tian Jian..."
