There was a moment of silence in the huge battlefield.
Only the sound of the 'rustling' blood spraying and the sound of the strong wind continued.
Thick blood spurted from Yang Lin's headless neck, and was then blown away by the strong wind into the hot and dry sky.
Like rain falling.
One person, facing an army of tens of thousands of red dragons and three masters of the divine veins, was able to fight back without hesitation, killing one person and knocking back two others!
How brilliant is this achievement?
Not only the many martial arts people in the distance, but also a group of well-trained elites of the Red Dragon Army, all felt horrified, shocked, and unbelievable at this time.
boom!
What seemed like a long time, but was actually an instant, Yang Lin's head hit the ground, embedded in the ruins of the earth like a lead ball.
His bloodshot eyes stared at An Qisheng with a dead look on his face.
The spirit of the divine vein is extremely powerful, and even though his head was cut off and his spirit was severely damaged, there is still a thought that has not disappeared.
He was unwilling to give in, extremely unwilling.
His sword clearly cut through An Qisheng's body-protecting energy and hit his neck!
call
An Qisheng stood with a gun, his palm gently brushed his neck. Between his fingers, a white mark like a mark left after being beaten slowly disappeared.
Yang Lin's last seven-kill sword cut through his Gang Qi. However, with his physical strength, the sword's strength was greatly reduced, and naturally it was not enough to cut through his body.
boom!
As An Qisheng lowered his arm, Yang Lin's head exploded completely, and red and white things flew away.
It's hard to kill with divine veins, how can you feel at ease if your head doesn't explode?
At this point, the commander of the Jin Yiwei, a high-ranking master of divine veins in the Dafeng Dynasty, was completely dead.
Huhu~~
As the air blew slightly, An Qisheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Ji Chonghua in the distance.
Compared to Cao Tiangang, who was beaten hundreds of feet into the sky like a ball by his spears, Ji Chonghua did not suffer any injuries, and all the embarrassment was that of the Foreign Minister.
The toughness of the red armor surprised him.
Ji Chonghua stood in red armor with a long sword, his messy hair flying in the wind. He was in a mess, but his aura was rising instead of falling. He stared at An Qisheng and said word by word:
"I have underestimated you, and everyone in the world has underestimated you..."
This confrontation, since Han Changgong did not want to intervene, was naturally planned by him.
He asked himself that he had made complete preparations. Not to mention An Qisheng, but also the great masters at the top of the earth rankings. When they entered the military formation and were suppressed by the power of communion with heaven and earth, It may not be possible to retreat completely.
The old Taoist priest was able to kill Yang Lin in the end. Such tyranny made him feel dreamy in his heart.
If they hadn't known that he had not yet perfected the divine veins, almost everyone would have thought that he had already cultivated Taiyin Wuji like Pang Wanyang, and was ready to aspire to the threshold of heaven and man.
This old Taoist priest was stronger than he expected, so that all his plans failed.
It has even reached the point where it is now in a dilemma.
Suddenly, he thought of Hanchang Palace.
Could it be that that godly old guy had anticipated this scene a long time ago and was unwilling to come forward?
boom!
The air flow rolled, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and Cao Tiangang, who looked ashen-faced, fell from the sky and landed in the distance.
Compared to Ji Chonghua, who was just a little embarrassed, Cao Tiangang was much miserable. He was as ragged as a beggar, with gun marks all over his fair skin and blood dripping.
Cao Tiangang wiped his stiff face, his chest heaving:
"Okay, okay, okay! What a Taoist Wang Quan! What a Blood Demon An Qisheng!"
He fell from the sky and was beaten hundreds of feet into the air like a dog. How could he not bear such a painful lesson that he would never forget.
At the same time, a hint of fear arose in my heart.
This old Taoist priest seems to be much stronger than when he killed the Red Sun Dharma King.
In the battle where he killed King Hong Sun in the mountains of Liangzhou, although he and Liu Yanchang retreated, one was because they were injured, and the other was because they were afraid of being plotted by other martial arts figures after fighting him.
But at this time, he really wanted to quit.
An Qisheng's eyes were deep and he looked at the two of them lightly.
Once the divine veins are complete, the body-protecting aura is almost impervious to water and fire, and he has the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth, making him extremely difficult to kill.
He was able to kill Yang Lin under the siege of three people, or because they thought this was a must-kill place. After being spotted by him, they took the initiative to enter, and at the last moment used the Bagua furnace to swallow the three of them with all their strength. It bounced back all at once,
He unleashed all his killing moves before killing Yang Lin and repelling the two men.
Although the siege was already broken at this time, facing the alert Cao Tiangang and Ji Chonghua, it was even more difficult to kill them.
Vice versa, the same is true.
Without him, it would be too easy to retreat.
Just as in the original trajectory, the Red Sun Dharma King proudly laughed at Dafeng, massacred several cities, and all the court masters came out. Even after the old monk Yixiu killed Han Jiao from the air, the Red Sun Dharma King was only seriously injured and escaped.
Divine Vein is too difficult to kill.
An Qisheng felt this in his heart. How could Cao Tiangang and Ji Chonghua not know that this time they had already failed and it was impossible to kill them.
Cao Tiangang took a deep breath and sneered:
"We still have two thousand miles to go to Fengdu. I want to see if you can reach the top of Fengdu City!"
But he has already decided to give up.
Ji Chonghua was speechless and seemed to have acquiesced to Cao Tiangang's words.
He turned his eyes slightly and glanced at a young general in the distance.
As the horn resounded through the sky, the Red Dragon Army silently retreated.
"Fengdu, of course I want to go."
At this time, An Qisheng slowly raised his eyebrows, his calm and somewhat cold eyes fell on Cao Tiangang, and he spoke slowly.
Ji Chonghua's eyes suddenly jumped.
Then a roaring sound like a meteor falling to the ground was heard.
Smoke and dust were everywhere, and earth and rocks were flying.
As An Qisheng stepped forward, his unparalleled body broke the airflow several feet in front of him and swooped away with an extremely domineering attitude.
The indifferent voice is filled with the howling of cold current:
"It's just you, but you may not be able to go back!!"
Divine Vein is naturally difficult to kill.
However, it is not impossible to kill!
Although An Qisheng considered himself an elegant and easy-going person, he could not give up just now. He watched the two men retreat calmly and prepared to attack again!
It's better to kill them all!
Whether you can kill or not, you have to give it a try!
Buzz~
The void rippled heavily.
An Qisheng came through the air, his clothes flying, and he waved his red gold spear like a dragon, pulling out a long white wave in the sky.
As the sound waves roared, they were already charging towards Cao Tiangang!
Cao Tiangang was furious, let out a long roar, his true energy came out from his body, and his powerful palm force hit An Qisheng like a torrential wave.
But his body turned in mid-air and escaped through the air:
"Old bastard! You have the guts!"
Not far away, a crimson light flashed past, but Ji Chonghua was a few minutes faster than him.
The two ran away almost at the same time, without even looking at Yang Lin's headless body.
boom!
The spear shook and pierced through the powerful palm.
An Qisheng stepped through the air like riding waves, chasing Cao Tiangang who shot out a palm and escaped through the air, letting out a long laugh:
"Of course, it's much better than an old guy like you!"
"Old bastard!"
In the sky, Cao Tiangang's angry roar came.
In just a moment, the three of them had completely disappeared into the boundless snowfield.
Only the taciturn Red Dragon Army slowly retreated after cleaning up the battlefield.
Only a scarlet ruin like hell was left, telling the world the tragedy of this battle.
Further away, a group of martial arts people were shocked beyond words. This battle allowed them to see what is the pinnacle of martial arts.
There is fear and horror in my heart, and infinite longing is born again.
If I could advance to such a realm...
"Such a character, such a battle..."
Fan Zimin yearned for it in his heart and couldn't help himself for a long time.
After a long time, he seemed to suddenly remember something. He took out a pen and paper from his pocket, leaned over a big rock, and began to write furiously:
[In the winter of 1977 in Dafeng, it was extremely cold and the breath turned into ice.
Ji Chonghua, Grand Master of Dafeng, Cao Tiangang, Governor of Dongchang, and Yang Lin, the commander of Jinyiwei, led more than ten thousand red dragon troops to fight against Wang Quandao An Qisheng, on the thousands of miles of frozen Zhongzhou Plain.
When this battle started, the situation changed, the earth shook and the mountains shook like an earth dragon turning over, it was so tragic that it was unspeakable.
In the end, An Qi, a Taoist from Wang Quan, used his spear to wipe out the Red Dragon Army, and killed Yang Lin, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, among the thousands of troops. The remaining power forced Ji Chonghua and Cao Tiangang to retreat, and became famous all over the world...
Recorder: Storyteller Fan]
.......
The Dalongjiang River crosses various states and spreads for tens of thousands of miles.
Heavy snow is falling all over the sky, and under the severe cold, the Dalongjiang River has also ushered in the annual freezing period.
boom!
When the air flow exploded, Ji Chonghua landed on the ice and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
The true energy of the divine veins can interact with the heaven and the earth. Except in environments such as the Red Dragon Army Formation, the true energy is endless.
By flying in the air, one can even cross more than a thousand miles in one day.
However, true energy is infinite but mental power is limited.
After a fierce battle and traveling more than a thousand miles in the air, I felt a little tired now and could only slow down when I landed.
But even when he landed, his speed was very fast, and his roar was hundreds of feet away. Under the fierce friction between the Gang Qi and the air flow, he made bursts of thunder-like explosions.
Occasionally, people were passing by, and they could only hear bursts of thunderous explosions.
And no one could be seen.
This speed is no longer a burden for the divine veins, just like ordinary people walking normally.
"Then An Qisheng, how could he be so unbelievably tyrannical?"
While running, Ji Chonghua felt a little surprised in his heart.
As far as he knew, An Qisheng had not yet advanced to the divine veins. Even if he had practiced some horizontal training, how could he be so tyrannical?
I'm afraid that he is the legendary celestial warrior master of the past generations, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that.
Could it be that the old Taoist priest also obtained the gods and weapons and recognized him as his master?
This idea has been swirling in his mind for a long time.
Because of this, he had the intention to retreat. Otherwise, even if Yang Lin died, he and Cao Tiangang would still be able to fight.
I just think of the power of the heavenly weapons that I have seen before...
Suddenly, his heart was shaken.
Looking up, I saw a man standing on the Dalong River. The wind and snow were blowing, and his clothes were lifted up, fluttering like a banished immortal.
