Zhutian Avenue

Dafeng City's head is as high as thirty-three feet. Looking at it, the sky is infinite. Yuntian seems to be within reach.

Under the city walls, many pedestrians, businessmen, and martial arts people were shocked and shocked.

On the wall, many soldiers peeped, their expressions were tense, and their bodies were stiff, but there were also many soldiers who spit fire and filled the chest.

"what!"

On the top of a loft in the city, looking at An Qisheng who was on the top of the city, Liu Yanchang Yangtian Changxiao was full of indignation and unwilling.

Ten days ago, everyone, including him, felt that the old Taoist was overwhelmed and was seeking his own way.

But in just ten days, this old Taoist priest has walked for six thousand miles, broke through their siege, and boarded the Fengdu city with the attention of all people!

Where was the wall when he stomped?

Obviously it is the court law, court dignity!

But even with anger and unwillingness, it is impossible to stop the fact that nothing is done.

No chance.

Such a combat power, at this time in the city of Fengdu, no one who can shoot is his opponent.

And even if it can be shot.

How dare you kill such unscrupulous and wicked people in Fengdu City?

Outside, An Qisheng seemed unconscious.

Since boarding the city of Fengdu, his spirit seems to have undergone some strange transformation.

The state of mind and the improvement of the spirit are by no means vomiting aura and carrying the inner force really, but more mysterious.

But at this time, he felt the transformation of spirit.

If Jin Dan is mellow, like a newborn child, he is lively and full of vitality, and even with his heart, it seems that he can break out of the body at any time.

Rumble!

As soon as An Qisheng was thinking, he seemed to hear a deafening thunder.

This is not a real thunder, but a warning of the heart.

However, the warning of the soul also proved that he had already qualified for the baptism of thunder at this time.

As his thoughts turned, his eyes fell on Cao Tianyu.

Huh ~

Cao Tian was dying without falling, his hair fluttered in the wind, and his clothes were as red as possible.

The old **** was determined to escape on the snowy field, but standing on the city wall seemed to have no thought of retreating.

An Qisheng felt something, and his eyes crossed the clouds and sky, looking at the king city behind the huge bronze statue in the towering city:

"Is it because of him ..."

Tens of thousands form an army, tens thousands become a country, and Dafeng leads the land, which is not much worse than the entire mysterious star, leading more than one billion people.

How strong is such a country?

At this glance, only the light and shadow flowed, Wanyunchenglong, the magnificent spirit, showing the supreme royal power to the heavens and the earth.

Anyone who is proficient in hope will have awe in his heart.

In his induction.

Among the imperial city, there seemed to be an indifferent eye, as if someone was staring at the city head.

The man was lazy, hovering like a dragon under the National Games, indifferent and majestic, sacred and cold.

He knows that the master of that eye is the current King of Feng, the seventy-three states of Dafeng, and the leader of more than one hundred million soldiers and civilians.

The owner of Dafeng ’s “family business”.

"Feng Wang ..."

There is a ripple in the depths of An Qisheng's eyes. The King of Feng is not within his perception, and naturally cannot form its brand, or watch its destiny.

However, as early as three months ago, when Cao Tianzhang and Liu extended the siege of the Red Sun King, he passed Cao Tianzhang and had a deep understanding of the Feng King.

In the Great King City, except for the faint guess that when he entered the dream Xue Chaoyang, the old **** hiding in the deep palace was a vein.

This Feng Wang, has impressively formed a vein!

This King Feng was originally a son of the previous King Feng. At that time, the prince's wings were already full. He had no intention of the throne at all. Instead, he loved martial arts and often traveled in rivers and lakes.

He was talented and had a good chance. Before he succeeded, he had forged a vein of blood. In the decades since his succession, he had a profound understanding of it. No one knows its depth. Forged into the veins, life is up to three hundred.

If he is only sixty years old this year, he has more than two hundred years of life!

Of course, what's more important is that in the Dafeng King City, there is a soldier of heaven and man!

Because of this, he has the ambition, not only to take over the swordsmen, but also to rule the world!

Unfortunately, it was because of the magical soldiers and the King of Feng at this time. The old **** who was said to have followed Taifeng Taizu could not shoot.

He has always kept his heart as thin as ice, and has done bravely and progressively.

If you dare to come to Fengdu, you won't know nothing.

Uh ~

In the sky, an eagle crow broke through the clouds.

In the midst of the storm, the golden eagle swooped down hundreds of feet, and then went away.

At the same time, an arrow burst through the clouds and hit the walls!

Snapped!

An Qisheng grabbed his arrow, raised his eyebrows, and saw the black eagle flying over the golden eagle that had gone away.

"Han taste palace ..."

An Qisheng stared at the light and recognized the person on the back of the Golden Eagle.

call!

There seemed to be a gusty wind wrinkling above the city wall, and all the soldiers felt a flower in front of them.

"He ... just left?"

A group of soldiers stayed where they were before returning to God.

噗通 ~

I don't know how many soldiers' legs were weak, and as soon as they fell to the ground, they found that the clothes were sticky and sweaty.

.........

Snapped!

On the tower, the white jade tea cup was crushed.

Many eunuchs standing quietly around were all stunned, kneeling to the ground, terrified.

"very good......"

King Feng lowered his eyes, his face calmed like a pool of standing water, but his voice was extremely cold.

His heart was boiling, and he was shocked.

He never expected that an old Taoist priest who had not yet formed a vein in his information would have such horror.

Not only did they break through the blockade of the Red Army, they also killed Yang Lin, Cao Tianyi and Ji Chonghua.

Especially Ji Zhonghua.

It was his vassal minister, his true confidant, and even his only friend.

If he hadn't been very deep in the city, he would have been tempted to take it.

"The king is angry."

On the side of King Feng, a thin and handsome **** depressed his heart with grief and dropped down.

His name is Yutian, Cao Tianzhang's younger brother, who is in charge of the West Factory.

It was only because the West Factory was in charge of Wangcheng's guarding, so it was not well known.

As he bent down, he waved back.

The eunuchs kneeled all over the ground, then retreated carefully and quickly.

"Gong Jade, why do you say there are so many kingless and fatherless people in the world?"

Feng Wang rubbed his eyebrows lightly, his voice was a little bit somber:

"The widows give them superior status and allow them to‘ rob the rich and help the poor ’to see the officials and worship.

"The king is angry!"

Yu Tian bowed slightly, respectfully answering: "Body is sharp, and kills his heart, let alone possess such force? It has been so for thousands of years, but the king does not need to be too angry ... "

Yu Tian's face was respectful, her voice was soft and gentle but not sharp.

With a sense of gentleness, it makes people smell like spring breeze.

Feng Wang's brows stretched.

He naturally understood this.

Compared with ordinary people, those who practice martial arts have too much power.

It is impossible to say that the pulse of God and the pulse of Qi are the generations of blood transfusions, and all of them are the masters of the side.

With invincible force, will you be willing to endure poverty?

When the treasures of the mountains and the sea, gold and silver jewelry, beauty treasures are at your fingertips, just kill a few ordinary people you can pinch to death, how many can be safe and secure?

For tens of thousands of years, rivers and lakes and Chaotang are incompatible oppositions, and the court will let it go as it pleases, and if it doesn't follow it, it will inevitably explode.

Dafeng Taizu, was this a big gang who had been in Zhuzhou two hundred years ago?

But it was only at the end of the dynasty that year, when the heroes gathered around and greedy society and artifacts, did they start the army?

"Taizu said, it's not bad! If these people in the martial arts do not get rid of it in one day, it will always be a disaster ..."

Feng Wang slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold.

The dynasty has changed for tens of thousands of years. All of them are those martial gangs who have dominated the world. Dafeng Taizu started out like this. Of course, he cannot be unclear.

Because ordinary people are tens of thousands of people, and they can never stop a Red Horse Army from charging a hundred horses. They really have the power to rebel. There are only many rivers and lakes gangs, big gates, and martial arts.

Those who can replace Dafeng will never be ordinary people!

Therefore, he will target the martial arts of the lakes and lakes.

Collecting swordsmen is only the first step, and destroying martial arts is his ultimate goal.

There was a slight chill in Feng Wang's heart.

That day, it's not far ...

"His Majesty said ..."

Yutian responded in congratulations, paused, and gritted his teeth gently and asked:

"Brother was killed. Do you want to tell the teacher about this?"

"Ok?"

Feng Wang raised an eyebrow, and finally anger appeared on his face:

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

噗通 ~

Yutian knelt to the ground, her forehead resting on the cold floor:

"The king forgives sin because he chooses not to speak ..."

Huh ~

Feng Wang waved his sleeve robe and looked at Yutian coldly:

"Your teacher still has something to do with you, so you can't bother you, come back!"

"Yes!"

Yutian put away a trace of sadness on her face, slowly raised her head, and bowed down.

"Wait a minute."

King Feng's face returned to calm, and he stopped after he called Yutian:

"This hatred will not be forgotten by the widow, but it is not the time to do so."

"Slavery knows."

Yutian's voice paused:

"Slave thanked King Grace for his brother."

"Go on."

King Feng waved his hand and looked at the bronze statue that towered over the sea of ​​clouds.

Trampled by law and dignity, he killed three ministers and even his only friend.

No one wants to shoot more and kill more than him.

But now is not the time ...

.........

boom!

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The King of the Golden Eagle spread his wings, and seemed to be greatly frightened, so he did not dare to stay.

The Han Tae Kung, who was in black, fell slowly beside the road.

Looking at An Qisheng, who was sitting cross-kneeled under the tree in the distance, and shot horizontally in front of his knee.

An Qisheng raised his eyebrow slowly and glanced at Gui Xiao'er, who was thrown aside by Han Ta Gong:

"Master Qin Tian, ​​Han taste palace? Why did you bring me here?"

"Tasting the palace in Xiahan, I've met the chief."

Han taste palace looks calm, waving his sleeves, arching:

"Nothing else here, just for the Chief Minister's life!"

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