“Hoo!”

An Qisheng slowly exhaled a long breath, his boiling blood receding, and the surrounding vegetation bowed down.

After running for three days and nights, he finally caught up with this carriage.

However, to his surprise, within a few miles around the carriage, there was no one else except the coachman and a person in the carriage who was breathing weakly, as if seriously injured.

The expected ambush did not seem to exist.

Whoosh, whoosh~~~

Scarlet moonlight spread like water, and a cool night breeze caressed his cheeks.

Gui Xiaoer reined in his whip, his heart tightening slightly:

"Expert!"

After the two left the Six Doors convoy, naturally many people chased after them along the way, but the person in front of him was the first expert he had encountered.

He could feel that as the person approached, the night wind became colder and colder. This was not a change in the climate, but rather that the person's aura had overwhelmed his mind.

This was definitely a terrifying expert.

Gui Xiaoer gently knocked on the carriage and said loudly, "The person in the carriage is Huangfu, the current Wu Guan Lingtai Lang (title in the Qin Tian Jian, equivalent to astronomical officer) of the Qin Tian Jian (Imperial Astronomical Observatory), Master Huangfu. If you have nothing important, friend in front, please make way!"

"Master Huangfu? Then I haven't found the wrong person."

A low murmur moved with the wind, and Gui Xiaoer's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The first word seemed to be very far away, but before the voice had even fallen, the last word was already sounding as if it were right in front of him!

Whoosh~

The air current howled, stirring up dust.

An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back on top of the Jiaolong horse (dragon horse), which seemed to have already stiffened, and looked at the coachman calmly.

"You!"

Gui Xiaoer's wrist tightened, and a hand had already reached out from the curtain of the carriage, pressing on his shoulder.

The curtain was lifted, and a wry smile appeared on Huangfu's slightly pale face:

"Xiaoer doesn't need to take action. You are not this Daoist's opponent."

He sighed inwardly. Sure enough, everything was fate, and there was nothing one could do about it. Once one entered the vortex, how difficult it was to retreat completely?

He could only blame himself for not seeing the danger before he came.

"Master!"

Gui Xiaoer's expression tightened.

Huangfu waved his hand at him and looked at the ordinary-looking old Daoist on the Jiaolong horse: "May I ask for the venerable name of this Daoist?"

An Qisheng glanced at Huangfu deeply and said calmly:

"An Qisheng, Daoist name Wang Quan. You can call me Daoist Wang Quan."

"An Qisheng..."

Huangfu's body shook, and then he relaxed and smiled wryly: "Sure enough, it's you."

He was puzzled. He had only left the convoy for three days. According to what he had seen when observing the qi, he was at least thousands of miles away. How did he know?

Behind him, could there be other forces?

"The possessor of the Duoling Magic Art (Soul-奪ing Magic Art)..."

Gui Xiaoer's expression tightened.

An Qisheng, the possessor of the Duoling Magic Art, seriously injured Ming Tang, a famous constable from two prefectures.

This name was now like thunder in the ears in Ronghua Prefecture and even other Maple States. In just a few months, he had reached a level that many young heroes in the martial world could not achieve even after years of fame.

An Qisheng remained silent, quietly sizing up the two of them.

A master who had condensed true qi was willing to be a coachman, and a high official from the Qin Tian Jian had actually suffered a broken heart meridian and serious injuries.

Moreover, there was no ambush?

Could it be that these two had been driven out by Xue Chaoyang?

"The night is dark, the wind is high, and the moon is as cool as water. Daoist, you have come with murderous intent. I suppose you want to kill Huang."

Huangfu's expression was calm, forcing himself to suppress the violently beating heart.

He couldn't panic, he couldn't panic. If he panicked, he wouldn't need anyone to attack, his own heart meridian would shatter.

"If you encounter a pursuit, kill the Qin Tian Jian first. This is the rule between countries. Master Huangfu, don't you know that?"

An Qisheng gave a non-smiling smile.

This Huangfu was quite similar to the rumors. He was calm on the surface, but his slightly rapid heartbeat had already betrayed him.

This person seemed very afraid of death.

However, this was normal. Who said that officials were not afraid of death?

"...This rule, Huang has really never heard of it..."

Huangfu's forehead was slightly sweaty.

He secretly blamed his fellow disciples, couldn't they keep a low profile? They had to make it known to everyone, which not only killed him, but also put him in a dilemma.

"Is that so?"

An Qisheng half-closed his eyes, and a brilliance flowed in his vision.

He was not in a hurry to attack. At least, he had to wait for the spiritual panel to form.

He was very interested in the Qin Tian Jian's Qi Observation technique.

"This Daoist, it is the Six Doors that wants to capture you. If you want to find someone, you should find the Six Doors..."

Feeling the increasingly surging murderous intent, Gui Xiaoer squeezed the whip:

"We have no intention of being your enemy. Killing us will not help you at all, but will instead offend the Qin Tian Jian.

Our Qin Tian Jian's Qi Observation technique is unparalleled in the world. Calculating the fate of the country is commonplace. If we want to find you, even if the world is vast, there will be nowhere for you to hide!"

"The master of the Qin Tian Jian is naturally extremely remarkable."

An Qisheng's expression was calm:

"However, no matter how remarkable he is, he can't scare me."

"Since Daoist didn't directly attack, then there is something to talk about?"

Huangfu pretended to be calm and opened his mouth with a forced smile:

"If Daoist has any instructions, please speak frankly. Huang will know everything and say everything."

Huangfu sighed inwardly. The Qin Tian Jian's job was too dangerous.

If it weren't for his master, he would have quit the Qin Tian Jian long ago.

These people in the martial world were all unfilial and unrighteous. They had no scruples about killing officials at all.

"This matter is not urgent."

An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly, and he said lightly:

"The wind is strong at night, and Master Huangfu is seriously injured. Let's talk slowly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the air current whistling suddenly became louder.

Clang~

Gui Xiaoer flicked his arm, and the black whip instantly drew a straight white line in the air, whistling as it lashed towards An Qisheng!

With a single whip, the air current exploded.

The surging true qi instantly filled the space in front of the carriage, like an invisible air wall lying across An Qisheng's path.

"Not bad with the whip."

Amidst the loud whistling of the air current, An Qisheng's expression remained unchanged as he stood on the Jiaolong horse, leisurely glancing at it.

Then he slowly stretched out his hand.

In the five or six months since he came to the Jiufu Realm, his progress had far exceeded that in Xuanxing.

In the past few months, he had achieved Baodan (embracing the elixir), Huaxue (blood exchange), and two breakthroughs in the limits of his physique, and his mental strength had also increased again.

The dream time naturally greatly extended.

In the past few months, in his dreams, he had not only learned dozens of martial arts techniques and many Xuanxing boxing techniques, but also fought against many experts.

Whoosh!

His movements seemed extremely slow, but when he reached out, the surrounding air currents rippled, as if he were inserting his hand into the surface of the water.

It was as if the ubiquitous air had turned into the surface of the water.

With a light probe, the invisible air wall had already shattered.

Then, his five fingers opened, naturally grabbing the long whip that had exploded the air in his hand.

Boom!

Only then did the thunder-like sonic boom resound.

Amidst the reverberating huge sound waves, An Qisheng flicked his arm, and the whip instantly tightened in his palm!

"Hmm?"

Gui Xiaoer's pupils shrank. He only felt that the whip in his palm had become an evil dragon trying to overturn the river and overturn the sea. The huge force that erupted in an instant was about to break free!

"Ha!"

He let out a long roar, his true qi became more and more surging, and the veins on his palms bulged.

The boiling blood rolled, gushing out of his body like roaring waves.

Bang!

But the next moment, he only heard a muffled sound.

The whip, as straight as a spear, had already heavily struck his shoulder.

With just one blow, he was knocked off the carriage, rolled several times in the air, broke a roadside tree, and then crashed to the ground, splashing dust and rocks all over the sky.

Whoosh!

But in the next instant, in the dust-filled sky, Gui Xiaoer had already jumped up, stomping in succession, his ten fingers fluttering in front of him, forming many complex hand seals.

Invisible air currents visibly gathered in front of him, accompanied by the billowing true qi, as solid as substance, like cannonballs.

They smashed towards An Qisheng.

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

This coachman's true qi was not strong, even inferior to Bian You, but his physical body was much stronger than Bian You.

His whip was enough to disperse the true qi gathered by Bian You, and the operation of his qi and blood would be disrupted in an instant.

This coachman still had the strength to attack.

"So he is a master of horizontal training."

An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly, and he became a little interested.

Immediately, he flicked his wrist and dropped the whip.

He stretched out his hand in front of him and pressed down lightly.

With a single press of his palm, the air seemed to stagnate, and the surging air currents seemed to encounter an invisible wall, stopping in front of his palm.

Boom!

In the next instant, the air current shattered.

Gui Xiaoer only felt a blur in front of him, and a palm containing endless power descended from the sky, obscuring all light, carrying a darkness even deeper than the night.

It shattered the palm force he had released.

In a seemingly light and fluttering, but actually heavy and unbelievable posture, it smashed into his chest.

Bang!

With a loud noise, Gui Xiaoer flew ten feet backwards, rolled several times in the air before landing, spitting out a mouthful of blood, staggering a few times before kneeling on the ground.

He raised his eyes to look, and the old Daoist was still standing steadily on the Jiaolong horse. The aftermath of the battle between the two had not even affected the horse under him.

"Xiaoer!"

Huangfu exclaimed, his qi and blood reversed, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The battle between the two was extremely fast. Even Huangfu did not expect Gui Xiaoer to be defeated so quickly.

You must know that although Gui Xiaoer was unremarkable, his martial arts were not weaker than his!

Although his true qi was not as good as his, his horizontal training was extremely strong. Even some disciples of major sects would not be his opponents.

But this old Daoist's casual palm strike could actually disperse his horizontal training!

"Dahuang, run..."

Gui Xiaoer knelt on the ground, his mouth salty and fishy.

He only felt pain all over his body. Although the palm fell on his chest, the spreading force instantly filled his whole body, instantly dispersing his true qi, qi and blood, and his bones and muscles were in a mess.

For a time, even if he struggled in his heart, he could not stand up.

"Xiaoer."

Huangfu was both angry and anxious.

Decades ago, he and Gui Xiaoer were both orphans adopted by Han Changgong, the master of the Qin Tian Jian.

Later, although he was accepted as a disciple because of his talent for Qi Observation, Gui Xiaoer's qualifications were mediocre, but the relationship had not changed.

He did not let Gui Xiaoer leave because he was afraid that he would die outside. Gui Xiaoer did not want to leave him because he was afraid that someone would kill him.

In name, they were master and servant, but in reality, they were brothers.

Seeing this scene, a fire attacked his heart in an instant. The true qi protecting his heart meridian instantly dispersed. In shock and anger, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

For the first time in his life, Huangfu regretted his timidity.

If he had stayed in the Six Doors convoy, how dare this old Daoist come to kill him?

Now it was good, his heart meridian had ruptured again...

His life was over!

.......

Dahuang...

Dahuang...

In a daze, Huangfu seemed to hear someone calling him.

Who was calling him?

Was it...Xiaoer?!

His heart shook, and Huangfu suddenly opened his eyes, his vision scattered, unable to see where he was for a moment.

"Dahuang, you're awake!"

Gui Xiaoer grabbed Huangfu's palm.

"Xiaoer..."

His vision gradually cleared, and Huangfu's pupils couldn't help but shrink!