Chang'an, the capital of the Qin Empire, the largest city in the world, is extremely prosperous.

"This is a prosperous era, there should be weather." Zhang Sanfeng looked at the traffic on the street and sighed with emotion.

Although under his intervention, Emperor Yuan had long pursued the plan of recuperation and peaceful coexistence, and did not dare to overly oppress the Han people.

It is a pity that the people's life is still difficult, far inferior to the standard of living of the Qin Empire.

"Heroes, forgive the little students for not being far away."

At this time, Duan Yu suddenly came out of the team and bowed to give a big salute.

"Xiaosheng still has old friends waiting in Chang'an City, the rivers and lakes are far away, don't pass by,

and hope to go to my Yunnan Dali in the future to enjoy the light, and then I will definitely be a landlord."

Looking at Duan Yu's distant back, A Qing was a little sad

, "Another one left, first the fool who never left his mouth every day,

and now Duan Gongzi is also gone."

Some time ago, after Fang Yi helped Ah Qing regain his senses, the group decided to go to Chang'an together after discussion.

It was only a pity that halfway through, Shi Potian was the first to leave the team because he happened to meet the Snow Mountain Sect.

Then there is Duan Yu, who arrived in Chang'an, and also wanted to visit his old friend and find his father, Duan Zhengchun.

Although they had a short time together, for Ah Qing, who grew up alone in the mountains, it was enough to make friends with them.

"It is not surprising that people have a mixture and dispersion, which is common sense in the world." Zhang Sanfeng simply enlightened.

"So how nice it would be if the world could stop and all the joy would never end."

Fang Yi came out with a sentence without a clue, which scared Zhang Sanfeng to wonder if there was something wrong with his mental state.

"Fang Jushi, you are a little too extreme! Could it be the influence of the Heavenly Book Scroll?

Zhang Sanfeng tried to visualize the yin and yang artistic conception and passed it on to Fang Yi to help him calm his mind.

Fang Jushi is the strongest in their team, and even the entire world, if even he is out of control,

who else can stop him under the whole world?

"Go, I have the power of poor reason, and the book of heaven can't control me."

Fang Yi waved his hand to disperse the Taiji artistic conception and signaled to Zhang Sanfeng that everything was normal.

His sudden gaffe stemmed from his excessively high talent for immortal path cultivation

, and he had already contacted and learned the true

Dao early, and even two

whole ones,

which sometimes led to him being able to trigger enlightenment and unconsciously comprehend his own Dao with just a simple association.

However, this is not a bad thing, triggering the enlightenment a few more times can help him better recognize his true heart, and it is also good for him to really choose the Dao in the future,

so Fang Yi does not suppress on weekdays and goes with the flow.

"Master, I'm back." Di Yun quickly ran over from a distance and returned to the team.

"How did the trip go?" Zhang Sanfeng asked.

On the way to Chang'an, because he really pity him and have a good heart

, after consulting Di Yun's opinion,

Zhang Sanfeng accepted Di Yun as the eighth true disciple to teach martial arts.

In order to cultivate his experience in walking rivers and lakes, he specially arranged for Di Yun to take a step ahead before entering the city

, inquire about the situation in Chang'an City,

and explore the way forward.

"Master Yu, after the disciple arrived in Chang'an City, he did as you ordered, dredged up relations, wandered the streets and alleys

, and now he is discovering that a strange organization seems to have appeared in Chang'an City, and

he is loudly calling the people in the city a great god called the Salvation Heavenly Monarch."

"The members of this organization have extremely high martial arts, and the Qin Imperial Court has sent people to search and arrest them many times, but they have all ended in vain."

"Organizations that haven't heard of." Seeing Zhang Sanfeng looking at him, Fang Yi instantly realized and spread his hands to explain.

"But since we have observed that the law virus in Chang'an City is accumulating day by day, it is still necessary to take a look."

Di Yun heard this and said: "Uncle Fang, knowing about

this mysterious organization, I paid more attention to it, I heard that this afternoon,

Xiao Feng's gang will gather Chang'an Yingjie in Juxiazhuang on the outskirts of Chang'an to discuss how to cut out this mysterious organization." Hearing

Di Yun's report, Fang Yi couldn't help but complain

, "Xiao Feng, Juxian Zhuang, summon Chang'an Yingjie, good guy, this buff is stacked,

is the next scene Xiao Daxia fighting bloody battle?"

Zhang Sanfeng replied uncertainly:

"Probably not, Xiao Feng of this world has used his real name from the beginning, and he also knows his identity as a foreigner, and

he has been praised by Emperor Qin,

so it is reasonable that the heroes in the world have no motive to accuse him of his life."

"Zhang Sanfeng, Fang Yi, don't you hurry up and go to Juxian Zhuang?"

A Qing took Di Yun and beckoned in the distance, "We won't be able to see the excitement later." "

......

Although Chang'an is big, except for Di Yun, Fang Yi and his party are at the top of today's cultivation, and they have a light skill, and in a short time, they rushed to where Juxian Zhuang was.

Before he got closer, a dragon groan exploded from the Zhuang, and the pungent smell of blood came to his face.

"It seems that something really happened?" Fang Yi and his group did not dare to delay, crossed the closed gate, and rushed to the courtyard.

I saw a heroic and martial man with his arms wrapped around the dragon shape, surrounded by hundreds of martial arts people.

"Xiao Feng! If all the heroes of the lower martial arts gather here today, I advise you to judge the time and size up the situation and obediently convert!

An old man with pale hair, strong spirits, and a ruddy face shouted at Xiao Feng in full anger, persuading him to surrender.

The internal force wrapped in the sound, amplified twice in the process of transmission, listened to from afar, like thunder.

What answered him was a golden dragon-shaped aura, just fierce and domineering, to the point of yang to rigid.

"Cough..." Although the old man tried his best to dodge, he used a twelve-point level of light skill, but he was still beaten by the golden dragon qi

, his clothes were torn, his skin was scorched black, and all his internal organs were beaten to festering with strong energy,

and his seven tips were bleeding.

"Fellow martial artists, are you really willing to accept the envoy of the Heavenly Monarch and help the abuse?"

Xiao Feng stared at the crowd with resentment, many of them were his former righteous brothers, but now they were carrying weapons and sword at him.

"Xiao Daxia, I know that you are usually upright, but the strength of the

Heavenly Monarch is far beyond your imagination, and now even Yang Guo Yang Daxia's unparalleled knights have lost to the hands of the Heavenly Monarch,

why should you use your arms as a car?"

A big man who has always been friendly with Xiao Feng and has a deep friendship really can't look past it, and frankly dissuades

him, Chen Mingjun is terrible,

hoping that Xiao Feng will give up resistance and join his salvation society.

"Wishful thinking! I, Xiao, have studied the culture of the Central Plains since I was a child, in the end, I still know how to be polite and honest, and

you still call the demon head the Heavenly Monarch of the World, don't you know that he practiced with the lives of the people, and even deliberately provoked disasters?

Xiao Feng's legs were firmly tied, the dragon shape was hovering vigorously, and his eyes were deadly.

"Come on, today, fight to the end!"

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