Great Dao Ji

Yun Dongliu sighed in his heart.

He remembered this incident very deeply.

Because his master Yun Haitian, after hearing about this, traveled tens of thousands of miles across the two countries to first bury the bodies for Lin Wanwan's family.

Immediately, he attacked the Six Hells Demon Sect and killed the perpetrator, but was eventually injured at the hands of Dharma King Chi Lian, cutting off the path to divine veins.

To this day, some people still laugh at him for not overestimating his abilities, so much so that he committed suicide.

"What a pity for this official Lin"

Some of the other guests had heard about this, and some only found out about it after someone else explained it, and they couldn't help but feel sorry for it.

An Qisheng shook his head slightly. He had heard about this before, but he was not surprised.

Among people in the martial arts world, some love luxury, some love chivalry, some love magic soldiers and beauties, and some love good food and wine.

But the only thing is that people in the martial arts world have a strong desire to win.

Even if you don't care about this ranking, you won't be happy if someone puts pressure on you.

You are just a businessman, are you worthy of ranking for us?

The funny thing is that after Lin Wanwan died, this weapon genealogy spread, and many people believed in it.

At least the evaluation of it changed from 'idiot' to 'a pity'.

"No one knows why Lin Wanwan, a generation of wealthy businessmen, wanted to arrange this weapon list. Maybe he really admires the martial arts, or maybe he wants to leave a name for generations, or maybe he was prompted by the Great Yan Dynasty.

None of this matters anymore. "

Yundongliu took another sip of wine, but felt a little sober:

"The most powerful person recognized in the world today is Pang Wanyang, the ninth-ranked one in the weapons spectrum, the Demon Lord of Six Hells."

Weapons spectrum.

The first eight are empty.

Of course no one objects to this.

There is no doubt that the Eight Great Military Masters, once they are born, will be able to stir up the world and ascend to the most powerful position among heaven and man.

But now, the gods and weapons have not yet come to the world.

Pang Wanyang, the Six Hell Demon Lord, is now the most powerful master in the world.

As soon as this name came out, the third floor of Yangxiao Hall fell silent, and all the guests held their breath involuntarily.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Anyone who can leave a name in the martial arts world will have the bones of countless people trampled under their feet.

And Pang Wanyang is undoubtedly the number one in the world.

This has been recognized by martial arts people long before the weapons spectrum appeared.

According to legend, Pang Wanyang became famous very early. At the age of twenty-one, he had already become famous in the Demon Sect, far beyond his peers and comparable to the elders of the Demon Sect who had been famous for a long time.

After that, he measured the land of the Seven Kingdoms on foot and walked around the world barefoot for more than ten years. As a demon sect, he walked to the gates of all the famous sects in the Seven Kingdoms one by one.

No one knows what happened during those years.

But when he returned to the Six Hell Demon Sect, many demon sects that had been divided for countless years were reunited under his unification and became the Six Hell Demon Sect!

And that year, he was only forty years old.

Flash forward, and now he has been powerful in the world for fifty years!

Truly invincible.

Some people say that he has already reached a level that can only be reached by the Eight Great Soldiers, and is infinitely close to the legendary barrier between heaven and man!

"As someone of the same age, this old Taoist priest is really different from others."

After sweeping across the silent third floor, An Qisheng shook his head inwardly.

If calculated by age, Mr. Wang Quan is one or two years older than others.

Yun Dongliu glanced at everyone, shook his head inwardly, and became less interested in continuing.

People in the world are often very surprised. They are both from a big sect. When they hear the name of Huangjue Temple, they feel indifferent, but when they mention the Demon Sect, they feel wary.

Even though Master Yixiu of Huangjue Temple and Pang Wanyang have the same weapons record.

"Master Yun."

Someone bit the bullet and said, "Could it be that what you are talking about is the deeds of this Demon Lord of Six Hells?"

"Of course not."

Yundongliu put down the wine bowl and stood up unsteadily. The color on his red cheeks gradually faded away, and there was a hint of coldness on his sallow face:

"Yun just sighed, the devils in this world

Why can’t we kill them all! "

Zheng~

Yun Dongliu's body swayed and staggered, and a flash of snow-white sword light suddenly burst out from his waist.

The light of the sword passed by like a sword, and the water-like light of the sword made everyone on the third floor feel horrified.

Bang!

In the corner of the third floor, tables and chairs were broken, and drinks mixed with air waves rolled out.

In the electric light and flint, only An Qisheng could see clearly. A figure flashed out from the corner, kicked over the table and chairs, and threw the two guests on them towards Yundongliu's sword.

As soon as he turned around, he was about to break through the window and leave.

"ah!"

There were screams, swords and swords clashed for a moment, and many guests stood up to dodge. There was chaos on the third floor of Yangxiao Hall.

"you!"

With the wave of air, Yundongliu's alcoholic smell dissipated, and the light of his slashing sword bypassed the two guests like a silver snake.

With a sharp turn in the air, he slashed towards the figure who was about to break through the window and leave:

"How can it be so easy to leave?"

A cold feeling flashed through Yun Dongliu's heart.

The man's hidden aura was very good. If it weren't for his aura becoming unstable when he mentioned Pang Wanyang, he would have hardly noticed it.

But once discovered, he will kill everyone from the Demon Sect!

"Yun Dongliu, if you have the guts, just chase him!"

The man dodged the sword light and jumped out, having time to talk in mid-air.

Only then did someone see his appearance clearly.

It was a short, middle-aged man wearing a black shorts. He had a short beard and a sneer on his thin face.

"court death!"

Yun Dongliu snorted coldly, with a solemn expression.

With his feet a little closer, he followed the light of the sword and flew away through the window, carrying the air current and roaring, and chased after him.

"Six Hell Demon Sect"

The third floor of Yangxiao Hall was in chaos. Only An Qisheng was sitting by the window, his expression unchanged.

Until the sword light broke through the third floor window.

Yun Dongliu and the man jumped out one after another, chasing each other on the nearby roof, and then he slowly got up.

Not caring about the chaotic crowd behind him, he walked downstairs.

"Master, what happened?"

In the empty lobby on the first floor, Zhang Haohao, a guest waiter, ran over with a look of panic on his face:

"A few people were carrying a body downstairs before, and all the guests ran away."

"The money hasn't been paid yet."

Zhang Haohao looked sad.

"It's okay, someone will pay,"

An Qisheng smiled slightly and didn't care:

"Since there are no more guests, just close the door after the guests behind you leave."

"Huh? Who will pay?"

Zhang Haohao was a little confused.

If he wanted to say anything else, An Qisheng had slowly walked into the backyard.

call!

call!

Under the old tree in the backyard, Jiang Tingting, with a serious face, was boxing.

More than two months have passed, and the little guy who has not yet developed his internal strength is already a little anxious.

An Qisheng watched quietly and did not ask her to stop.

Some things have to be understood by oneself. She would be unwilling to ask her to stop at this time, but it would be better to wait for her to realize this truth by herself.

Emotional ups and downs are a taboo for practicing internal strength, but they are actually helpful for practicing boxing.

As for competitiveness, it is nothing to a warrior.

After a while, Jiang Tingting slowly stopped.

She first raised her hands to the center of her eyebrows, then slowly lowered her hands, as if to press the boiling breath in her body to her Dantian, and spit out a breath of turbid breath:

"call!"

"Master?"

Only then did Jiang Tingting see An Qisheng behind her.

The already somewhat stable little girl suppressed her excitement and showed off:

"Master, senior brother, he can't beat me!"

"Really? You can't slack off, or you won't be able to beat Haohao next time."

An Qisheng scratched his apprentice's nose and smiled slightly.

Two children who have only been practicing martial arts for a few months, even if they have developed internal strength, their muscles, bones, skin and flesh are still weak. When they fight, their martial arts routines will naturally be more powerful.

"Disciple, I remember."

The little girl was in a good mood and ran forward jumping up and down.

"Young people's energy"

An Qisheng looked at it and felt something in his heart.

His state of mind has been very different in his two lives. As time goes by, his state of mind becomes more and more stable. For him, such vitality was already a long time ago.

With a slight sigh, An Qisheng walked into the room.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, he closed his eyes slightly. From his deep perspective, many lights flickered like countless stars dotting the night sky.

These are all the spiritual imprints he collected.

After Dao Yitu recognized his master, his mental power improved greatly, and he could hold more than twice as many mental imprints as before.

Since the opening of Yangxiaotang, there have been only a handful of spiritual imprints that caught his eye, far from reaching his upper limit at this time.

"I want information about Yun Dongliu"

An Qisheng's thoughts moved, and the Tao Yitu deep in his soul vibrated:

[Do you want to spend eight points of power to search for Yundongliu information? 】

These days, every time he meets a person, he will ask Tao Yitu to search for the amount of Tao power required to determine whether the person is important.

In more than two months, he has asked no less than a thousand times, and most of them only need a little Dao power.

Even if the six gates were to capture Mingtang, the Taoist power required was only three points.

Yun Dongliu was the person he met who required the most Tao power after Kong San.

Through his research over this period of time, he already knows that the amount of Taoist power required not only represents the person's future achievements, but also represents the impact this person can have on the world.

In other words, the amount of Tao power required represents the person's 'luck'.

The reason why he didn't want to pay attention to the person from the Demon Sect who appeared in Yangxiao Hall was because he was at the final stage of holding the Holy Fetus.

The thought flashed past, and An Qisheng nodded to confirm:

"yes."

In the past two months, he had obtained several secret books through other channels, and his power had exceeded the fifty mark.

Those who need more power, that is, people who have great luck, are often extraordinary.

For example, he got the opportunity to travel through time from Tong Zhengyang, and got the Tianyi Soul Seizing Sutra and Tianyi Pearl from Kong San.

The power of searching for information about Yun Dongliu is second only to Kong San. It is conceivable that he must not be an ordinary person.

Buzz~~~

As An Qisheng confirmed, many words flowed down from Dao Yitu like water.