Chapter 1 The Da Long River

The Daoist stood amidst the wind and snow, his ten-foot red spear planted firmly, blocking the way before the Da Long River.

"Ji Chonghua..."

An Qisheng's expression was calm and stern.

Compared to a eunuch like Cao Tiangang, the threat of this Grand Tutor of Da Feng was naturally much greater.

Ji Chonghua leading the Crimson Flood Dragon Army to encircle and kill him truly made him feel the crisis of life and death.

If he wasn't different from ordinary Divine Meridian experts, with his physical body being his true combat power, any other Divine Meridian expert would have had their connection to heaven and earth severed and would have died under the siege of the three.

If he had to choose one to kill, he naturally wouldn't choose Cao Tiangang.

"An Qisheng..."

Ji Chonghua's face immediately darkened:

"So, your target is me!"

At this point, how could Ji Chonghua not know that An Qisheng's pursuit of Cao Tiangang was just a feint, and his real target was himself.

An Qisheng raised his head slightly, his cold gaze falling upon Ji Chonghua:

"Your speed is too slow."

His Qi Meridian attainment was recent, and even if his mental strength was formidable, it wasn't enough for him to walk in the air for long. But flying might not be faster than traveling on land.

Otherwise, why would the Red Sun Dharma King have spent twenty years subduing the Cold Flood Dragon, and why would Ji Chonghua be raising a dragon horse?

One must know that the daily consumption of a dragon horse was no less than that of the Cold Flood Dragon.

What it ate had to be filled with spiritual energy, costing more than ten Qi Meridian Completion experts combined.

It was just that traveling on land had mountains, rivers, and canyons blocking the way, while flying had an unobstructed view and was naturally faster.

In fact, even for Divine Meridian experts, their speed of flying through the air was still not as fast as his running on land.

"It is indeed slow! But this place is only six hundred *li* from Fengdu, and Han Changgong and Liu Yanchang are still stationed in Fengdu City."

In a short moment, Ji Chonghua's face had already returned to calm. Hearing this, he nodded slightly:

"But, do you have such confidence that you can kill me?"

He knew very well that this Daoist was not invincible.

The Crimson Flood Dragon's locking down the sky sealed off this Daoist, and also sealed off Yang Lin, so that Yang Lin lost the opportunity to escape until the last moment.

But he himself could advance or retreat freely.

"Trying it out won't hurt."

An Qisheng slowly raised his spear, his eyes indifferent:

"Perhaps, I'll just kill you?"

"I am very curious."

A trace of coldness flashed in Ji Chonghua's eyes, and he also raised his long saber:

"I have already released goodwill. Whether you accept it or not, the imperial court will no longer trouble you. Why do you insist on provoking the imperial court?"

He had been wondering about this question for a long time.

He also knew about the grievances between this Daoist and the imperial court, but the imperial court had always been at a disadvantage, and this Daoist hadn't even been harmed a hair.

Why was he still entangled even after the imperial court had revoked the wanted order and he had also released goodwill?

In recent decades, which martial artist whose wanted order had been revoked wasn't grateful and weeping?

How could such a freak appear?

"So self-righteous..."

Looking at Ji Chonghua's genuine confusion, An Qisheng sighed softly.

Since coming to the Jiu Fu Realm, he had come to understand the many confusions he had.

The reason why he and the Da Feng imperial court were incompatible, and why he was incompatible with the Jiu Fu Realm, was because:

This was a completely family-owned world.

A world that regarded the entire world as a family business and all the people in the world as private property.

The king's will was equivalent to the law. Feng was the Feng family's country!

Officials were kings shepherding the people, just like shepherds herding cattle and sheep for their masters. Just as shepherds believed that they were raising these cattle and sheep, the Feng King also only believed that he was raising all the people in the world.

And would not think that while the country protects the people's livelihood, the people are also supporting the country.

Unfortunately, for the imperial court that possessed absolute violence, ordinary people were too insignificant. Only martial artists could barely make them compromise slightly.

Because they had no power to resist, they didn't care at all.

Practicing benevolent governance was a gift, and not practicing it was taken for granted. This practice was the practice of giving alms!

Pursuing and killing himself was for the king's law,

Not killing himself was for the king's grace.

How could he understand such a principle?

How could he accept it?

It was just that this principle had been the principle of the Jiu Fu Realm for thousands of years. Under the influence of subtle changes, it had long penetrated into everyone's bones and souls.

Reasoning was useless.

It was like a ray of light shining into the darkness. They both hated each other and regarded each other as aliens.

An Qisheng's spear hummed and vibrated, like a bell wave rippling:

"Why do you think I would just let it go?"

"It seems that reasoning is useless..."

Ji Chonghua could not understand what this Daoist was thinking, so he could only sigh deeply. A water-like saber light appeared on his long saber:

"In that case, let me see if you can kill this Grand Tutor in this six hundred *li* Da Long River!"

Bang!

Before the words fell,

Two figures soared into the sky at the same time. One white and one red, like shooting stars colliding together!

Boom!

It was as if thunder had struck the Da Long River, and the thick ice layer shattered in an instant!

The broken ice layer continued to spread. In an instant, dozens of *li* of river channel had completely shattered!

The icy water soared into the air like a water dragon and fell down like a heavy rain.

Then, it was steamed and vaporized into smoke by the boiling heat wave!

........

Zhongzhou, the majestic Fengdu City.

The usually bustling Fengdu City, where people came and went, and carriages and horses flowed, was now tightly closed.

Countless pedestrians and merchants were locked outside the city gate, shivering in the cold wind.

But no one dared to express any dissatisfaction, because at this moment, outside the wide moat, were the experts of the Embroidered Uniform Guard and the Eastern Depot.

On the frozen Da Long River, the scarlet bloodstains had not yet dried, and several corpses were still hanging on the edge of the city wall.

On the city wall, which was thirty-three *zhang* high, countless elite soldiers were waiting in full battle, and huge ballistae were mechanically arranged on the entire city wall, as if facing a great enemy.

Tat Tat Tat~~~

Many elite armored soldiers hurriedly ran on the city wall, distributing many Qi-breaking crossbow arrows.

Cao Tiangang, in a disheveled state, was standing on the city wall looking out.

Behind him, several young eunuchs stood respectfully, holding clothes quietly.

The Da Long River, which circled the city to the east, was still frozen, but Cao Tiangang could feel the river's trembling, and the ice layer, which was half a *zhang* thick, was slightly shaking.

Obviously, a fierce battle must have taken place on the Da Long River in the far distance.

"That Daoist's target is not me..."

Cao Tiangang's heart trembled, and such a thought suddenly arose.

But before he could think more, a loud eagle cry that soared into the clouds echoed in the sky.

He looked up, and a golden light had disappeared into the clouds, as if it had entered the city.

"Han Changgong..."

Cao Tiangang gritted his teeth.

The Golden Eagle King was Han Changgong's mount. Before this battle, Han Changgong lent out this eagle, but declined, saying that the backlash injury from calculating the national fortune earlier had not healed, and like the Divine Catcher Liu Yanchang, who was seriously injured when pursuing the Red Sun Dharma King before, he was stationed in Fengdu City.

But obviously, Han Changgong had been paying attention.

Otherwise, with the Golden Eagle King's speed, it was impossible to return later than himself even with his eyes closed.

"Sly old fox, sly old fox!"

Cao Tiangang gritted his teeth in his heart, but only heard a whistling sound breaking through the air.

Then a person landed on the city wall.

It was Liu Yanchang.

"Eunuch Cao, the three of you joined forces, and the Grand Tutor was still leading the Crimson Flood Dragon Army, and you still couldn't suppress this scoundrel?"

Liu Yanchang was a little surprised and uncertain.

He was previously injured by the Red Sun Dharma King's Great Sun Divine Strength, and he didn't take action this time, but he was naturally paying attention to this battle at all times.

Hearing that this trip was a great defeat, and even Yang Lin was killed in the snowy plain, he was naturally a little unable to believe it.

But at this time, seeing Cao Tiangang, who was in a disheveled state, he had to believe it.

Cao Tiangang, Ji Chonghua, and Yang Lin had never gotten along. Could it be that there was a conflict when killing the enemy, and they were taken advantage of?

"Careless..."

Cao Tiangang's face was gloomy.

If he hadn't led the Crimson Flood Dragon Army, but just the three of them joining forces, it might not have been so miserable. But who would have thought that under the Crimson Flood Dragon Army's battle formation, that Daoist was not affected, but Yang Lin was affected and killed on the spot?

He even secretly rejoiced that if he hadn't descended from the sky at that time, but had suddenly risen from the ground, wouldn't he have been killed on the spot like Yang Lin?

"Careless..."

Liu Yanchang's eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth and said:

"Eunuch Cao, Liu Mou just came out of the royal city..."

Cao Tiangang's face twitched, and then he whispered:

"What did the king say? Is my teacher..."

"Be careful!"

Liu Yanchang's face changed, and then he transmitted his voice:

"You don't know what the old ancestor is doing..."

He carefully looked around, extremely vigilant. While transmitting his voice, his divine sense covered the surroundings:

"The king's heart is like the sea, difficult to fathom. The king just smiled lightly, and couldn't see what he meant..."

"The king he..."

Cao Tiangang looked back at the royal city, his mind filled with thoughts.

"By the way, what about the Grand Tutor?"

Liu Yanchang then remembered Ji Chonghua:

"Eunuch Cao, where is the Grand Tutor?"

"It's bad! After that Daoist chased me for hundreds of *li*, he disappeared without a trace. I'm afraid, I'm afraid he went to kill the Grand Tutor!"

Cao Tiangang suddenly woke up.

"What?"

Liu Yanchang was also shocked.

But before the two could say more, they only heard a muffled thunder rolling from the far distance. Looking as far as they could, they only saw the endless and deep Da Long River's water waves rolling, and hundreds of *li* of ice cracking!

It was as if a wind dragon and a water dragon were dancing together!

The vast and mighty air waves spread in all directions, like mushroom clouds bursting open.

And in that wind and thunder explosion, two figures could be vaguely seen, one in front and one behind, heading straight for Fengdu!

"Grand Tutor!"

Cao Tiangang and Liu Yanchang's faces changed at the same time.

On the city wall, the many armored soldiers who saw this movement tightened their bowstrings together, and the Qi-breaking crossbows and ballistae were ready to fire.

Even more, a team of armored soldiers emerged from the city tower, each holding a bow and arrow, locking onto the two people who were galloping towards them!

That was the Da Feng Divine Machine Battalion, the strongest archers of Da Feng.

The bows they held were all top-notch treasure bows, and the bowstrings were all accumulated by Da Feng for two hundred years, taken from the tendons of many spiritual beasts. And the arrows they used were developed by the Heavenly Craftsman Institute for many years.

Not only were they Qi-breaking, but they also had god-killing poison arrows.

Legend has it that the poison was taken from a strange ore, and its poison was unparalleled. A wisp was enough to poison a Flood Dragon to death!

Huff~

Liu Yanchang and Cao Tiangang exchanged glances, and both leaped onto the city tower, each taking out a God-Shooting Bow, drawing their bows and nocking arrows, also locking onto the approaching people.

Boom!

Boom!

On the Da Long River, the ice layer cracked, and the wind and thunder air waves rolled like dragons in the distance.

The many pedestrians, merchants, and martial artists who had been suddenly blocked outside the city gate naturally discovered the movement of the approaching people.

Each of them was terrified.

They fled in all directions.

For a time, pedestrians and merchants fled in all directions, but some martial artists became excited instead, and they all used their lightness skills to escape to the distance, while also constantly looking back.

They only saw that among the whistling air waves, a blood-stained scarlet armor, holding a broken long saber, with disheveled hair, and a one-armed figure was flying through the air.

And in the farther distance, a white-robed Daoist was stepping in the air, and朵朵 air waves were like lotus flowers blooming under his feet. With an extremely domineering and fierce posture, he was chasing and killing with a long spear!

At this moment, they finally knew the reason for Fengdu's city closure.

It was because of these two people!

Or rather, one person!

One person was able to force Da Feng, the number one national power among the seven countries, to close its capital!

How shocking was this!

"Crimson Flood Dragon Armor, Dragon-Slaying Saber, the person being chased is Da Feng Grand Tutor Ji Chonghua. He, he is flying through the air, is he a Divine Meridian? He has achieved the Divine Meridian?"

"The one chasing him is Blood Demon An Qisheng! It's Blood Demon An Qisheng!"

"The rumors are actually true. The Blood Demon really came alone to provoke Da Feng!"

A martial artist exclaimed in surprise, recognizing the two people, and was even more shocked.

The speed at which the battle on the snowy plain spread was extremely fast, but it was absolutely impossible to be faster than An Qisheng and the others chasing and fleeing. In fact, none of the martial artists who had witnessed the battle on the snowy plain had come to Fengdu City.

Therefore, the passersby and martial artists simply did not know what had happened.

But seeing An Qisheng holding a spear and stepping through the air, chasing and killing the current Grand Tutor, still made people feel incredible!

"Six hundred *li* have finally passed. An Qisheng, how will you kill me!"

Ji Chonghua roared to the sky, and his only remaining arm suddenly raised a short saber.

The majestic true energy whistled through the air with the saber light, waving out a saber radiance that was hundreds of *zhang* long, slashing towards An Qisheng!

Bang bang bang bang~~~

Almost at the same time, or even earlier, on the city wall, the sound of ten thousand bowstrings vibrating at the same time rang out.

In an instant, the world turned black.

The overwhelming bowstrings, in countless whistling sounds of breaking through the air, together with the saber radiance, completely submerged An Qisheng.

Boom!

In mid-air, An Qisheng stomped down with a bang.

Stepping in the air!

With this stomp, the substantial smoke and clouds were exploded by him at once, rippling in all directions like waves!

Crack crack crack~

With one stomp, the large tendons all over An Qisheng's body straightened at once, and the tendons and bones made a groaning sound of overload operation.

The next instant!

Under the overwhelming rain of arrows and the saber radiance that slashed across the air, surrounded by an extremely pale light, An Qisheng forcibly shattered the airflow within dozens of *zhang* in front of him.

In one whoosh, he had already crossed hundreds of *zhang* amid countless collisions between the rain of arrows, saber radiance, and the gang wind and body.

Raising his long spear and shaking it like a dragon, waving ten thousand layers of spear shadows, wrapped in endless肃杀, the chilling murderous aura of all things withering.

In the eyes of everyone, he forcibly resisted Ji Chonghua's saber slash with his horizontal arm!

Then, in Ji Chonghua's unwilling and bitter expression.

He pierced him with one spear in front of the Fengdu city gate:

"How about killing you like this!"