Great Dao Ji

Chapter 153 Clouds moving in all directions

"The soul-stealing demon technique, An Qisheng from the six gates."

Huiguo pinched the black relic in her palm, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Ang'er~"

When the donkey brays, Huiguo Huiguo comes, hums slightly, and urges the donkey forward.

"Ang'er~"

The small black and white hair stove slowly flew into the distance, and the breeze blew behind it, and pieces of dead branches and leaves drifted down, falling into a pool of blood.

On top of the hot pool of blood, several dead bodies lay scattered on the ground.

Several shrill horse neighs gradually faded away.

Atop a mountain forest, a group of people looked down at the official road and saw fast horses galloping past it from time to time.

"So many martial arts people rushed to the Huayan Mountains"

Zhao Changlin held the notice in his hand and frowned slightly: "What does Xue Chaoyang want to do?"

He was a little confused and confused.

To this day, he has seen hundreds of martial arts people galloping past, heading towards the Huayan Mountains.

"It is said that Huang Fu from Qintian Prison was attacked and left. Maybe Xue Chaoyang doesn't know the specific whereabouts of that person and wants to find him with our help?"

Dongmen Ruo, whose complexion has recovered, guessed.

"It's possible."

Lan Da's expression was calm: "In any case, it is a good thing for us that Xue Chaoyang enters the mountains. Even if he dies during the chase in the mountains and forests, it has nothing to do with us."

"I hope so"

Zhao Changlin still had some doubts in his heart, but he couldn't imagine what Xue Chaoyang wanted to do.

"Don't delay. Let's go into the mountain. When the hawks and dogs from the six gates disperse, you and I will kill Xue Chaoyang. Dongmen and Yanyan will lead your brothers and sisters to kill those hawks!"

Lan Da glanced around and said coldly:

"If you take action, you must kill him. If the news is leaked, you will know the consequences yourself."

"Yes, disciple understands!"

Everyone bowed together.

Dongmen Ruo and Zhao Yanyan looked at each other and saw the coldness in each other's eyes.

The revenge of the broken finger must be repaid a hundredfold!

In Qinghe City, three hundred miles away in Nanliang County, there is a six-story Tianxiang Building.

Bai Xian'er, who was wearing a white dress, gently unfolded the notice and couldn't help but sneered:

"The soul-stealing demon is in the Huayan Mountains? Is Xue Chaoyang crazy?"

After laughing, she frowned slightly. Could it be that grandpa really ran to the Huayan Mountains?

If so, that would be a bit of a problem.

"Um?"

Just as he was thinking about it, Bai Xian'er's heart moved and she put away the notice.

Tap tap tap~

The sound of steady footsteps gradually became louder and closer.

Bang~

The door is open and someone steps in.

Wearing a black outfit and a big black cape, the person has a tall and slender figure. Under the tall bridge of his nose, his eye sockets are slightly deep, and his eyes are long and narrow, shining with a cold color.

Seeing the visitor, Bai Xianer felt disgusted in her heart, but her face was filled with a smile:

"It turns out to be Senior Brother Chi"

This person's name is Chi Changkong, a disciple of King Chi Lian of the Chi Lian Demon Sect, and his martial arts skills are still superior to hers.

"Junior Sister Xian'er"

The visitor crossed his arms and looked at Bai Xianer coldly:

"Can you tell me why your people are intact, but all the people of my Chi Lian Sheng Sect in Nanliang City died at the hands of Yun Dongliu?"

"Senior Brother Chi, is your brain burned out?"

Bai Xian'er's face turned cold:

"The group of people led by my senior brother were all killed by Yun Dongliu. Could it be that you couldn't see it?"

"Yeah?"

Chi Changkong sneered, his eyes deep: "The ones who died are all the people traveling on the border. It seems that none of your people are dead. Even the expatriate old bustard is intact. This is strange."

"Chi Changkong! Do you think it was me, Bai Xian'er, who betrayed the Holy Sect?"

Bai Xian'er's face is like ice, and her brows are evil:

"If my people don't die, it means I betrayed the Holy President? Is there such a truth in the world?"

Bai Xian'er's whole body was full of zhenqi, and she looked like she would take action if she didn't agree with him.

For a moment, the air was filled with a chilling air.

"hehe."

Chi Changkong suddenly smiled:

"What did Junior Sister Xian'er say? How dare Senior Brother doubt you?"

His eyes flickered and he saw the corner of the notice that was put away by Bai Xianer:

"Junior sister also read this notice, what do you think Xue Chaoyang is up to?"

"What do you think, senior brother?"

The ice on his face melted, and Bai Xian'er smiled slightly: "Xian'er thinks there is a fraud in this matter!"

"oh?"

Chi Changkong pretended to be surprised: "Why did junior sister say this?"

"Senior brother, ask yourself, if you discover the whereabouts of that person, will you exclusively use the Soul Seizing Demon Technique, or will you reveal it to the world?"

Bai Xian'er's eyes flickered and she asked softly.

"How can senior brother have such an idea? If I obtain the soul-seizing demon skill, I must share it with junior sister Xian'er."

Chi Changkong smiled faintly:

"Xian'er looks at me like this, it really makes senior brother sad."

Believe it or not!

Bai Xianer sneered in her heart, the smile on her face faded, and she said with a straight face:

"What does Senior Brother Chi think we should do?"

"Of course it's into the mountains."

Chi Changkong smiled faintly: "Although Master doesn't care about the so-called first magic skill seven hundred years ago, as a disciple, when you encounter something good, you will naturally give it to Master."

"Senior Brother Chi is really filial."

Bai Xian'er praised.

Among the six hell demon sects, half of them pay attention to the severance of love and sex. Unfortunately, the Chi Lian Dharma King is the master of this way. He is ruthless, unjust, and extremely cruel.

The dozens of disciples he had accepted were all secular connections that he had broken off with his own hands.

Who said that the friendship between master and disciple is still credible? It is ridiculous for the people of the Red Snake Demon Sect to say this!

"What is Xian'er's plan?"

Chi Changkong asked back without paying any attention to Bai Xian'er's ridicule.

"Brother Bian died at the hands of Yun Dongliu, so I will naturally avenge him!"

Bai Xian'er's face was stern:

"As for the Soul-stealing Demon Art, Brother Chi wants it, so Xian'er naturally dare not ask for it."

"Really?"

Chi Changkong's eyes flickered, and he was surprised.

As a rising star of the Demon Sect, he naturally knew what kind of person Bai Xian'er was. Would she give up the Soul-stealing Demon Art?

You know, the reward for the Soul-stealing Demon Art in the Six Hells Demon Sect this time is three Six Hells Holy Pills and a Qi Meridian Innate Art.

He looked at Bai Xian'er deeply, and couldn't figure out what she wanted to do, so he could only turn around and leave:

"In this case, Yun Dongliu will be handed over to Junior Sister, which will save Senior Brother a lot of trouble!"

"Hmph!"

Bai Xian'er flicked her sleeves and closed the door.

He was a little worried:

"Grandpa, is he really in Huayan Mountains?"

The Huayan Mountains are majestically located on the earth, separating several states. There are many mountains and peaks in it, and beasts are rampant in it. The miasma is deep. For ordinary people, it is an absolutely dangerous place.

Therefore, many fierce men who have offended their enemies or are wanted by the court have thrown themselves into this mountain when they are desperate, or occupy the mountain as king, or find a place to practice in seclusion.

It also adds a bit of a no-entry atmosphere to this majestic mountain range.

But recently, the Huayan Mountains have become lively.

The influx of countless martial artists has broken the tranquility of the Huayan Mountains, and countless beasts have fled for it.

The fierce bandits in many mountains also fled, fearing that someone would "take justice for the heavens".

For a time, the entire Huayan Mountains became completely lively.

Sword Finger Peak.

It is three hundred miles away from the edge of the Huayan Mountains.

This mountain is thousands of feet high, and the two peaks rise up to the sky. Its shape resembles a sword finger, hence its name.

In the past, this Sword Finger Peak was a gathering place for a group of fierce bandits. The leader was an abandoned disciple of Huangjue Temple. He was highly skilled in martial arts and became a bandit to avoid his enemies.

On weekdays, they would gather three or five brothers to roar to and fro across several states, and then escape into the mountains and forests after burning, killing and looting.

They lived a carefree life for many days.

Today, the Sword Finger Peak was ablaze, and there were shouts of killing everywhere. The beautiful mountain peak suddenly became a hell of Shura, with blood flowing like a river.

"Ah!"

"No, don't!"

"Mercy, mercy!"

The firelight, accompanied by cries for mercy, illuminated Xue Chaoyang's cold face.

He stood with his hands behind his back in the hall of the mountain stronghold, overlooking the mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, but his face did not change at all.

In his decades of career as a head of the police, he had killed dozens or hundreds of times more people than the ants he stepped on, and he would not change color for any killing.

Even when he was on the battlefield of the Nantian Mountain Hunting Club where hundreds of thousands of people died tragically, he was not moved, let alone the screams and wails of a few bandits.

Huh~

In the night, a figure rushed onto the roof and bowed slightly: "Sir, there are women and children robbed by these bandits in the mountain stronghold. How to deal with them?"

Xue Chaoyang looked indifferent, his cold eyes lowered:

"Dafeng law, but if you have an affair with a bandit and have a child, you should be treated as a bandit! The son of a bandit is no different from a bandit. Such a simple thing, you come to ask me?"

The head constable in the unicorn green clothes trembled under his eyes, as if falling into an ice cave.

But he gritted his teeth and should not retreat. He bowed and said:

"Sir! What is the fault of the women and children! Women being robbed is already a tragedy in the world! Children born in a den of bandits are already unfair!

Now that we are here, don't they die in the hands of bandits, but in our hands?!!!"

"Asshole!"

Xue Chaoyang's face sank, and he slapped him with his backhand.

Snap!

Tieshan felt a pain on his cheek, his head buzzed, and he flew far into the night sky, falling heavily to the ground.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Tieshan felt a burning pain in his chest, but he struggled to stand up, and his eyes reflected the burning mountain stronghold.

Thinking of the screams of hundreds of women and children behind the mountain stronghold, he couldn't help but kneel down on the ground:

"I beg you to let them go!"

Bang!

The invisible air wave rolled in, like a mountain crashing, knocking Tieshan to the ground, and the surrounding land cracked, and the soil and rocks flew.

On the roof, Xue Chaoyang stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent and cold:

"Killing her husband and father and leaving her children and heirs, even a fool would not do it! Do you know how many constables and yamen runners died at the hands of these fierce bandits and prisoners' wives and children before this law was issued?"

"Puff!"

Tieshan lay on his back, and the blood that spurted out slapped his face like rain.

He felt pain all over his body, as if his Qi and bones were shattered.

But the pain in his body could not cover up the anger in his heart:

"If they break the law in the future, we will hunt them down, but they are innocent now, so should we execute them?!"

"It's ridiculous!"

Xue Chaoyang looked down at the house, his eyes were full of ripples:

"They have lived here for a long time, their food and clothing are all from the flesh and blood of others, and they can live without production.

But when they are outside the mountain, they have no relatives and friends to help them, they will be looked down upon by others, and they have no skills. They only have the martial arts passed down by their husbands and fathers.

How do you think they will make a living?"

"I"

Before Tieshan could say anything, a bandit nearby slashed at him with a knife, and his pale face was reflected in the cold knife light.

"Be careful!"

A constable stepped forward, swung his long knife, and killed the bandit.

Then he pulled Tieshan up and said angrily:

"Are you crazy?!"

"I am crazy."

Tieshan looked bitter, looked around, and didn't know where he was for a moment.

"You are really crazy!"

The constable glanced at Tieshan coldly, turned away, and swung his long knife to kill one bandit after another.

"Remember this!"