"call!"
An Qisheng slowly exhaled a long breath, his boiling blood fell back, and the surrounding vegetation fell.
After running for three days and nights, he finally caught up with the carriage.
But what surprised him was that within a few miles of the carriage, there was no one else except the driver and a person in the carriage whose breath was weak and seemed to have been severely injured.
The expected ambush did not seem to exist.
Huhu~~~
The crimson moonlight spread like water, and the cool night breeze caressed the cheeks.
Gui Xiao held back the riding whip with her second hand, and her heart tightened slightly:
"Master!"
The two left the six-door motorcade, and naturally there were many people chasing them along the way, but the person in front of them was the first master he met.
He could feel that the night wind was getting colder as the visitors arrived. This was not because the climate had changed, but because the momentum of the visitors had overwhelmed his soul.
This is definitely a terrifying master.
Gui Xiaoer gently knocked on the carriage and said loudly: "The person in the carriage is Huang Fu, the current Qintian Prison Five-Fun Lingtai Lang. Mr. Huang, if the friend in front of you has nothing important to do, you should get out of the way quickly!"
"Master Huang? Then you have found the wrong person."
A whisper moved with the wind, and Gui Xiaoer's pupils couldn't help but shrink.
The first word seemed to be far away, the words had not yet fallen, and the last word seemed to be spoken in front of him!
Phew~
The air roared and kicked up dust.
An Qisheng stood on the horse that seemed to be stiff with his hands behind his hands, looking at the coachman calmly.
"you!"
Gui Xiaoer tightened his wrist, and a hand stretched out from the carriage curtain and pressed on his shoulder.
The car curtain opened, and Huang Fu's slightly pale face revealed a wry smile:
"There's no need to take action, waiter, you are no match for this Taoist priest."
He sighed deeply in his heart, as expected, everything is fate, and no one can control it at all. Once he enters the whirlpool, how difficult is it to escape unscathed?
I only blame myself for not seeing the danger before coming here.
"grown ups!"
Gui Xiaoer's face tightened.
Huang Fu waved his hand at him and looked at the ordinary old Taoist priest on the dragon horse: "May I ask the elder's name?"
An Qisheng took a deep look at Huang Fu and said calmly:
"An Qisheng, my Taoist name is Wang Quan. You can call me Taoist Wang Quan."
"An Qisheng..."
Huang Fu's body trembled, and then he relaxed and smiled bitterly: "It is indeed you."
He had doubts in his heart that he had only been away from the convoy for three days. According to what he saw when he looked up, he was at least thousands of miles away. How did he know that?
Could there be other forces behind him?
"The possessor of the soul-stealing demonic skill..."
Gui Xiaoer's face tightened.
An Qisheng, the owner of the soul-seizing demon skill, seriously injured Mingtang, a famous man in two states.
This name is now well-known in Ronghua Mansion and even other Fengzhou. In just a few months, it has reached a level that many young heroes in the world have not been able to achieve after many years of fame.
An Qisheng remained silent and looked at the two of them quietly.
A master who had condensed his true energy was willing to be a groom, but a high-ranking official in Qintian Prison had his heart broken and was seriously injured.
And, there was no ambush?
Could it be that these two people were driven out by Xue Chaoyang?
"The night was dark and windy, and the moon was as cold as water. The Taoist priest came with murderous intentions. He probably wanted to kill Huang."
Huang Fu's face was calm, and he forced himself to hold down his heart that was beating violently.
Don't panic, don't panic, if you panic, don't let anyone take action, your heart will rupture.
"If you are being chased, kill Qin Tianjian first. This is a rule among all countries. Doesn't Mr. Huang know this?"
An Qisheng seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
This Huang Fu is quite similar to the rumors. He looks calm at this time, but his slightly rapid heartbeat has betrayed him.
This man seemed to be afraid of death.
However, this is normal. Who says that officials are not afraid of death?
"... Huang has really never heard of this rule..."
Huang Fu had a slight sweat on his forehead.
He secretly blamed his group of senior brothers for keeping a low profile, insisting on making it known to everyone, not only that he was tricked to death, but also put him in a dilemma.
"Yeah?"
An Qisheng half-closed his eyes, and the brilliance flowed from his perspective.
He was in no hurry to take action, at least, he had to wait until the mental panel was formed.
He was very interested in Qin Tianjian's Qi-watching technique.
"Taoist Priest, there are six doors that want to arrest you. If you are looking for it, you should look for six doors..."
Feeling the growing murderous intent, Gui Xiaoer squeezed his riding whip:
"We have no intention of becoming invincible to you. Killing us will be of no use, but will offend Qin Tian Jian.
I, the Lord of Heavenly Supervisor, am unparalleled in the world in my qi-seeing skills, and I can only predict the destiny of a country. If I want to find you, even though the world is huge, there is no place for you! "
"Supervisor Qintian is naturally extremely remarkable."
An Qisheng looked calm:
"However, no matter how great he is, he can't scare me."
"Since the Taoist Master didn't take action directly, then there was some discussion?"
Huang Fu pretended to be calm and said with a forced smile:
"If the Taoist Master has something to say, you might as well say it bluntly. Mr. Huang knows everything and can tell you everything."
Huang Fu secretly sighed in his heart, the job in Qin Tianjian was too dangerous.
If it weren't for his master, he would have quit Qin Tian Prison long ago.
These people in the martial arts world are all people without kings and fathers, and the killing officer has no concerns about them at all.
"It's not urgent."
An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly and he said calmly:
"It was windy at night and Mr. Huang was seriously injured. We might as well talk slowly."
As soon as he finished speaking, the air flow roared loudly.
Pa~
Gui Xiaoer flicked his arm, and the pitch-black riding crop pulled out a white line straight in the air, whistling towards An Qisheng!
With a whip drawn out, the air flow exploded.
Before the surging true energy suddenly filled the carriage, it was like an invisible wall of energy lying across An Qisheng's path.
"The whip is good."
While the roaring sound of the air flow was loud, An Qisheng, who was standing on the dragon horse, had no expression on his face and took a leisurely look.
Then he slowly stretched out his hand.
In the five or six months since he came to Jiufu Realm, his progress has been far greater than when he was in Xuanxing.
Over the past few months, I have been taking pills and exchanging blood, breaking through the physical limits twice, and my mental strength has increased even more.
The time to fall asleep is naturally greatly extended.
In the past few months, he had not only learned dozens of martial arts and many boxing techniques from Xuan Xing, but also fought with many masters while dreaming.
call!
His movements seemed extremely slow, but when he reached out, the airflow around him suddenly rippled, as if he were extending his hand into the water.
It was as if the omnipresent air had turned into water.
With a quick probe, the invisible wall of air had already shattered.
Then he opened his fingers and naturally grabbed the long whip that blew up the air in his hand.
boom!
It was only then that the sonic boom sounded like thunder.
As the huge sound wave reverberated, An Qisheng flicked his arm, and the riding crop tightened in his palm!
"Um?"
Gui Xiaoer's pupils shrank, and he felt that the riding whip in his palm seemed to have turned into an evil dragon that was about to overturn the river. The huge force that exploded in an instant was about to escape from his hand!
"ha!"
He let out a long drink, his true energy surged more and more, and veins popped up on his palms.
The boiling blood is rolling and flowing out of the body like the roar of ocean waves.
boom!
But the next moment, there was only a muffled sound.
The riding crop, which was as straight as a spear, had hit his shoulder hard.
With just one click, he was knocked off the carriage, rolled several times in the air, broke an old tree beside the road, and then landed with a crash, splashing dust, earth and rocks all over the sky.
call!
But in the next moment, among the dust in the sky, Gui Xiaoer had already jumped up, stepped on the chain, and flew his fingers in front of him, making many complicated handprints.
Invisible air currents were gathering in front of him visibly with the naked eye, and accompanied by the infuriating energy, it was like substance, like a cannonball.
Smashed towards An Qisheng.
An Qisheng raised his eyebrows slightly.
This coachman's Qi is not strong, even worse than Bian You's, but his physical body is much stronger than Bian You's.
His whip was enough to disperse the gathered Qi in Bianyou, disrupting the flow of Qi and blood in his body.
The driver actually still had the energy to take action.
"It turns out he is a master of horizontal training."
An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly, with a hint of interest in his heart.
He immediately flicked his wrist and dropped the riding crop.
He stretched out his hand in front of him and pressed it weakly.
Pressing forward with a palm, the air seemed to be stagnant for a moment, and the surging air flow seemed to have encountered an invisible wall and stopped in front of his palm.
boom!
The next moment, the air flow shattered.
Gui Xiaoer felt a blur before his eyes, and a palm containing endless power fell from the sky, blocking all light and bringing a darkness deeper than the night.
The palm force he issued was shattered.
With an unbelievable gesture that seemed light but actually heavy, it hit his chest.
boom!
With a loud noise, Gui Xiaoer flew backwards ten feet, rolled several times in the air and landed on the ground. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he knelt down after shaking a few times.
He looked up and saw that the old Taoist priest was still standing firmly on top of the dragon horse. The aftermath of the fight between the two did not even affect the horse beneath him.
"The waiter!"
Huang Fu exclaimed, his energy and blood flowed backwards, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.
The two fought so fast that even Huang Fu didn't expect Gui Xiaoer to be defeated so quickly.
You know, although Gui Xiaoer's appearance is not impressive, his martial arts skills are not weaker than his!
Although his true energy is not as good as his own, his horizontal kung fu is extremely strong, and even the disciples of some sects will not be his opponent.
But the old Taoist priest could actually break up his horizontal kung fu with a casual palm!
"Dahuang, let's go..."
Gui Xiaoer fell to his knees with a salty taste at the corner of his mouth.
He felt pain everywhere in his body. Even though the palm landed on his chest, the spreading force instantly filled his whole body, scattering his energy, blood, bones and muscles into a mess. .
For a moment, no matter how much I struggled in my heart, I couldn't stand up anymore.
"The waiter."
Huang Fu was angry and anxious.
Decades ago, he and Gui Xiaoer were orphans adopted by Qintian Supervisor Han Changgong.
Later, although he was accepted as a disciple because of his talent in qi magic, but Gui Xiaoer's qualifications were mediocre, the relationship did not change.
He didn't let Gui Xiaoer leave because he was afraid that he would die outside. Gui Xiaoer didn't want to leave him because he was afraid that someone would kill him.
They are called masters and servants, but they are actually brothers.
Seeing this scene, fire attacked his heart for a moment, and the true energy protecting his heart suddenly dispersed. In anger, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
For the first time in his life, Huang Fu regretted his timidity.
If he was still in the six-door convoy, how dare the old Taoist priest come to kill him?
It's better now, but my heart ruptures again...
My life is at an end!
.......
rhubarb......
rhubarb......
In a daze, Huang Fu seemed to hear someone calling him.
Who calls me again?
Is it... a child? !
With a shock in his heart, Huang Fu suddenly opened his eyes, his vision was scattered, and he couldn't see where he was for a while.
"Dahuang, you wake up!"
Gui Xiaoer grasped Huang Fu's hand.
"Xiao Er..."
His vision gradually became clearer, and Huang Fu's pupils couldn't help but shrink!
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