The Great Tao Chronicle

"That one, are you still at the Hanlong Inn?"

Wu Liusan was shocked, but he had no choice.

He mustered his remaining strength, and his backhand long sword slashed out a sword light like a sword, whistling down the arrows that flew in.

when!

Sparks fly!

Under the vigorous force, Wu Liusan took advantage of it to retreat, pulling a deep ravine out of the yellow sand.

At the same time, he shook his body, shook Zhao Tianfeng down, and kicked him far away with another kick:

"Go to the inn!"

"Uncle Wu!"

Zhao Tianfeng let out a sad cry, and his body was thrown into the yellow sand.

Looking at Wu Liusan, who was wielding a long sword in the crowd, his eyes were red, and he rushed towards the Hanlong Inn with gritted teeth.

"Don't worry about that kid, kill Wu Liusan first!"

The burly man let out a loud shout, and immediately jumped up, wielding a knife and slashing straight.

boom!

The swords collided, and the air flow was turbulent, and the two of them were surrounded by smoke and dust, and the wind was clanking.

In the whistling wind and sand, another figure suddenly flashed past, and then, the blood flower rang out with a groaning sound.

Wu Liusan swung his long sword and waved his sword light to force the two to retreat, dripping blood from his chest.

A short man stood up from the yellow sand, wiped the blood on the long knife, and smiled grimly:

"With a broken arm, the swordsmanship has become more and more sophisticated. Wu Liusan, you are really amazing."

"It's the end of the crossbow!"

Cang Ju wiped his numb face from the shock, and was also shocked in his heart.

But he was ruthless by nature, not only did he not retreat, but his offensive became more and more violent:

"But today you and that kid are going to die, and neither the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu can save you!"

Suddenly, there was a chill in his heart.

He only felt an invisible breath descending from the sky, pressing down on his heart like a mountain, causing an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart.

Immediately, the burst of knife light was retracted and held in front of him.

When he looked up, his pupils shrank.

In the wind and sand in the far distance, a figure of a Taoist horseman suddenly appeared.

That one person and one horse appeared extremely strange, but it was not abrupt in the slightest, as if he should have been there.

And as he appeared, in an instant, the wind and sand in the sky stopped.

Master!

Unprecedented master!

Cang Ju felt a chill in his heart, and just as he was about to ask questions, he heard screams one after another.

Looking back, I saw the wind and sand filled the air, and the **** aura was rising into the sky along with the heads!

"what!"

A sand bandit shouted and turned to run away.

But in an instant, his body froze, his head was raised high, and blood was sprinkled all over the yellow sand.

It only took a few moments before and after. The dozens of horse thieves and sand bandits in the two teams had been completely defeated. The tangible swords were not terrible, but this extremely strange scene completely wiped out their courage.

Terrified, terrified.

"Wangquan Daoist is really as jealous of evil as in the legend"

Only Wu Liusan breathed a sigh of relief.

He had stayed at the Hanlong Inn, and he naturally knew the story of the Taoist priest who killed the bandits.

puff~

With a slight throat slitting sound, Cang Ju's pupils shrank and saw the culprit of the murder.

A grain of sand so small that it is invisible!

A grain of sand!

"Who is Zuncha? What grievances do you have with me?"

Cang Ju drew his knife in awe, his scalp tingling.

But before he could finish his words, he saw a calm and deep gaze lit up in the sandstorm, which also revealed the Taoist man riding a red horse and wearing a white coat after the sandstorm.

There were huge waves in the sea of ​​​​heart: "You, you, you are the king, the king and the Taoist!"

"what!"

Cang Ju was frightened and turned around to run away.

"What? Daoist Wang Quan?"

The little man heard these four words, his scalp exploded, and he turned around and ran away.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a cold snort cut through the sky, ignoring any distance, and resounded in the hearts of everyone.

Like thunder and thunder, like the sound of destruction, a cold snort sounded, and everyone's heart was numb, and the whole person froze in place as if they had been electrocuted.

Watching helplessly, the Taoist urges the horse to walk in step by step.

Shashasha~

The unhurried sound of hooves stopped, An Qisheng glanced at Zhao Tianfeng, who was dumbfounded in front of him, and a ripple suddenly appeared in his eyes.

hum~

Ripples rose in the perspective, and countless lights and shadows that only he could see were intertwined.

In an instant, it turned into an ancient and desolate banner that was as rough and cold as this vast sea of ​​desert.

The banner was like a gun, hunting and moving, exuding a desolate aura that people couldn't look directly at.

Hanhai Dragon Banner!

This little boy is actually the owner of the Great Dragon Banner of the Great Sea.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Tianfeng's origin, experience, and the large dragon flag that seemed to be sleeping in his body were all understood by him.

His mind moved, and he wanted to explore the opportunity.

The big dragon flag in the phantom seemed to be aware of it, trembling faintly, and it seemed to show signs of escaping.

"interesting."

An Qisheng glanced at Zhao Tianfeng lightly.

The Great Dragon Banner of the Great Sea has not recovered yet, and naturally there is nothing magical, otherwise these bandits would not have the qualifications to hunt him down.

It's just that the big dragon flag has not recovered yet, and under the traction of the qi machine, it can make the two people escape in the direction where he is.

This can be very interesting.

"Daoist, Daoist! I don't know if you are the master of the little one, sin deserves ten thousand death, sin deserves ten thousand death!"

Cang Ju knelt down in the yellow sand trembling all over, begging for mercy: "Forgive your life, spare your life!"

An Qisheng's reputation may not be able to spread throughout the Jiufujie.

But in Mozhou, it is really thunderous.

No one in Mozhou did not know about the terrifying storm that was like a natural disaster a few days ago, and who could not be afraid of the Daoist Wang Quan who caused such a natural disaster?

Without saying a word, the vicious bandit knelt down and begged for mercy!

Zhao Tianfeng raised his head to look at the peaceful Taoist man in white, and a thought suddenly occurred in his heart; if I could become such a master, how great would it be?

"If you die, you don't have to."

An Qisheng shifted his gaze, swept over a few sand bandits, and said lightly:

"To die once is enough."

The plain words swept through the wind and sand like a cold current.

Wu Liusan felt a chill in his heart, Cang Ju's ferocious expression had not changed yet, he had lost all breath, and died silently.

puff~

puff~

With a few sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground, all the sand bandits were killed on the spot.

As the wind and sand blew, the **** smell filled his mouth and nose for a while.

"Thank you, thank Daochang for saving your life."

Wu Liusan knelt down on one knee and kowtowed heavily in the yellow sand:

"Wu Liusan will keep it in his heart and will not dare or forget it in the future"

He wanted to say that he would be rewarded in the future, but when he remembered the identity of the person in front of him, he was afraid that he was not qualified to repay.

"Without you, if you meet these people, you will also kill them. By the way, you don't need to thank me."

An Qisheng waved his hand slightly.

Wu Liusan stood up involuntarily.

This Wu Liusan is also tragic. If it wasn't for him, I'm afraid it would also be one of the opportunities for the awakening of the soldier master.

The divine weapon of heaven and man may have been a simple divine weapon at first, but as time passed, it has already formed a certain general trend.

This seems to be the practice of these magic soldiers?

"Master, please accept me as your disciple!"

At this time, Zhao Tianfeng suddenly spoke up and was about to kneel in front of An Qisheng.

But halfway through his knees, he suddenly found himself unable to kneel down, a layer of invisible force trembled, and he involuntarily stood up straight.

"You have your own way, you don't have to take me as your teacher."

An Qisheng glanced at Zhao Tianfeng.

This young man has the great fortune of prosperous, talent, savvy, roots, and luck are all the best in the world. He is also a future soldier, and he is qualified to be anyone's apprentice.

Although it will be miserable before the luck really blooms.

But he had no intention of accepting apprentices.

Accepting disciples is preaching, and it is also to undertake one's own way.

And the master of soldiers is obviously not suitable. They can recognize the master of the gods because they are the most compatible with the gods. In other words, what they have inherited is the way of heaven and man.

The military masters of all dynasties have inherited the path of all the previous military masters and deduced them further. This is the reason for the existence of gods and gods.

Naturally, he would not accept an apprentice who took over the Dao of others.

"I"

Zhao Tianfeng wanted to say something.

The figure of the Taoist figure in front of him suddenly faded, like a faded picture, disappearing into the sky like smoke.

It had disappeared from his sight.

But he had already left on horseback, and he couldn't even see how he walked.

lost.

Great loss filled his heart, and the circles of his eyes were slightly red.

During this time, he really tasted the pain of the weak, and the unprecedented desire to become stronger filled his mind, which was why he wanted to be a teacher.

That is the number one master in the world.

"The Taoist priest is a master. He must have his reasons for not accepting you as a disciple."

Wu Liusan sighed, walked over, and patted Zhao Tianfeng on the shoulder:

"Your fundamental talent is rare in the world. If the Taoist priest does not accept you, I will also find a good teacher for you."

Having been with Zhao Tianfeng for some days, he naturally saw that Zhao Tianfeng was extraordinary.

If it weren't for his incomplete cultivation technique and no follow-up, he would have accepted him as a disciple long ago.

But Zhao Tianfeng is extremely talented, better than everyone he has ever seen. He clearly has the aptitude to achieve divine veins. How can he delay him?

"Thank you Uncle Wu."

Zhao Tianfeng sniffed, blinked his sour eyes, and said:

"Let's go to the inn, you are hurt"

Wu Liusan nodded.

Zhao Tianfeng looked deeply towards the direction of An Qisheng, who had long disappeared in the sandstorm~www.readwn.com~ Daoist Master, one day, I will stand in front of you.

An Qisheng is very interested.

It's just that he is not interested in a divine weapon that has never recovered.

As soon as he saw the big dragon flag, he already knew that the recognition of the master of the gods and men in the long-floating world was not so much the recognition of the master by the gods, but it was better to say that the gods were looking for a successor for the former great road.

Is it a surrogate apprentice?

He is not compatible with the divine soldier, and if he wants to forcibly recognize the master, it is estimated that it will lead to unnecessary reactions.

He speculates that the response may be unimaginable.

Otherwise, if it is simple, there will be no magic weapon to recognize the master after tens of thousands of years.

Instead, it should be a rumor like 'the gods and gods command the world'.