There are many countries in the world, and there are more than 15 billion registered people in each country. Including those without records, there will only be more.

With so many people and such a big world, no one dares to say that he can kill all the evil people in the world.

An Qisheng never had this idea.

But that's all, just killing one.

As the words floated, An Qisheng's feet were erratic.

His body moved dozens of feet, and he would tremble as soon as he stepped on the ground. He could blew the airflow within ten feet with just one palm.

Wherever you pass, you will be destroyed and corpses are everywhere.

In an instant, the earth in front of the Xiayi Gate was already like heavy rain, wet, wet, greasy and slippery.

Screams one after another drifted out of the turbulent wind for dozens of miles above the plain.

"Ah! Devil, Devil!"

Someone was running away like crazy.

He has been completely killed.

On the scarlet mud, An Qisheng just clicked lightly under his feet, and a broken or intact sword under his feet jumped up.

Ding ~~~

An Qisheng stroked his palm and his five fingers slashed through many swords like playing the piano.

Swish swish swish swish!

Just a careless and shaking lightly, the dozens of swords in front of him had already broken through the air, swaying a long white airflow.

He immediately pierced through dozens of people who had already fled more than a hundred feet away, and then he sank into the ground without diminishing power.

Rumble!

It was not until many corpses fell to the ground and died, and the waves of broken sounds whistled around An Qi like thunder.

Blood-red earth, white robe hunting.

The hearts of many people in front of the Chivalrous Sect were shaking, and they felt trembling for this man's unparalleled murderous intent.

They have never seen such a murderous person in the world.

What's even more terrifying is that those who were killed seem to have no grudges or grudges against him at all.

Moody and eccentric.

A series of words that make people fear and fear were placed on An Qisheng by many people present.

Many people who were once dissatisfied with An Qisheng's derogation as a beast had a hint of glory in their hearts.

It’s better to be beasts than to be beasts, right?

“What a killer….”

Nangong Qing's long eyebrows were shaking, and his heart was also shocked.

There is never a shortage of fighting in the martial arts world, and many people are also famous for killing. He has seen and killed such people, but this is the first time he has seen someone as powerful as An Qisheng.

"Well killed!"

In the midst of fear of countless people, only the sea of ​​clouds and sky exclaimed praise.

Although there was amazement on his old face, which gradually faded away, he was more happy.

During the seven questions and seven answers, he once sensed the scene that An Qisheng wanted him to see with "God", and naturally knew that none of the people who died under An Qisheng should not die.

Even if An Qisheng doesn't kill him this time, he will never allow them to leave.

An Qi was so life-killing, but he was shocked but not afraid. Instead, he felt the pleasure of meeting his confidant.

Step by step ~

An Qisheng walked out of the sea of ​​blood.

What is strange is that he killed people in the wild, and his blood flowed over hundreds of feet above the earth. His Taoist robe was not a trace of red, and it was as clean as before.

Even the cloth shoes that he stepped on in the blood were not filthy when he lifted them up.

It seemed that there was an invisible aura all over him.

Especially when he walked out of the sea of ​​corpses like the Shura field, he had no murderous intent.

Temperament is transcendent and peaceful.

It seems that I have just cleaned up the remaining garbage in the world, rather than killing people.

He walked, and each step was just a few steps, and he had already arrived in front of Sun En.

The little guy who witnessed the fight at the closest moment was pale and his body shook, but he persisted, and his perseverance was so strong that he was eye-catching.

"Scared?"

An Qisheng touched the little guy's cheek, and a warm ray of true energy sootheed his mind.

"Not afraid!"

The little guy was shaking, his teeth creaked, but he looked up at An Qisheng:

"Grandpa kills, kills bad guys, yes, don't be afraid!"

The little guy gritted his teeth.

He cannot be afraid. In order to avenge, he must follow the Taoist priest grandfather.

The poor little guy didn't know that the culprit of destroying his master's sect and killing him had already died.

"Good boy."

An Qisheng smiled, and he was as clear as his thoughts, but he didn't say it out loud.

He took his cold little hand and walked towards the Xiayi Gate.

The moment the killing stopped, he no longer had a trace of murderous aura on his body, and the ease of receiving and receiving surprised Yun Haitian.

But when the crowd saw him coming, they couldn't help but feel trembling.

It’s like an ordinary person encountering a tiger when walking at night. Even if the tiger looks lazy and comfortable, as if he has eaten and drunk enough, how many people are not scared?

"Yun Haitian, thank you for helping me with all my disciples."

Before An Qisheng was approaching, Yun Haitian had already taken a step forward, knelt on both knees with his disciples, and kowtowed heavily.

An Qisheng was not pretentious and accepted this gift calmly.

He is a human being, and he keeps his grudges in his heart. He will repay what he owes others no matter what, but he will not pretend to be generous and not be grateful to others.

After everyone kowtowed and thanked him three times, he reached out and helped Yun Haitian up:

"Your Majesty is seriously injured, so don't be too polite."

Yun Haitian has to worship again: "Nine worships are not worthy of kindness."

But he bowed slightly, but he couldn't continue.

"Three bows are enough, but nine bows are too much."

An Qisheng stood upright and refused to let him bow down.

It was as unshakable as the mountain and the earth. He wanted to bow again, but he could not fight with his life-savior at this time.

I could only get up helplessly.

"Brother, you don't have to call me King of Xia. This title has been put on hold for decades, which really makes me tired."

Yun Haitian said, and suddenly a palm rose.

The powerful palm broke out from his body and directly knocked the three gilded plaques with the large gilded characters "Xiayimen" on the gate tower several feet away, together with the tall gate tower, into powder:

"The Chivalrous Sect does not need to exist."

"Master!"

"King of Heroes!"

"Brother Yun!"

Many disciples of the Chivalrous Sect, Nangong Qing and other martial arts people all changed their faces.

I just thought that Yunhaitian was stimulated by what happened today, and I couldn't help but feel anxious.

Only An Qisheng smiled and said nothing.

"I have lived for ninety years, how could I be so easily stimulated?"

Yun Haitian waved his hand and threw the disciples who came aside and said:

"It's just that the word chivalrous is not necessary to be hanged high!"

"It is much better to keep it in your heart and integrate knowledge and action than to stay high."

An Qisheng smiled faintly.
To be continued...