Chapter 1 Who is he?

How could he be so strong?

In an instant, Bai Xian'er's heart pounded wildly, her exquisite jade face twisting under the force of the incoming fist.

The movement was too fast, the fist arrived too suddenly.

Even though Bai Xian'er had already condensed her true qi, she almost didn't react in time.

Just as the fierce wind made her eyelids flutter wildly, she barely managed to raise her palm to parry. The white silk ribbon coiled around her arm, infused with true qi, shot straight towards An Qisheng's brow like a steel spear.

Infused with true qi, a blade of grass could pierce through steel, a wooden sword could shatter walls. Bai Xian'er was certain that even if this old Daoist's head was made of refined iron, this strike would pierce through it!

But An Qisheng merely looked down indifferently, as if the white silk ribbon didn't exist at all.

A fist pressed down horizontally!

Rumble!

Immense force erupted!

The instant the fist imprint pressed down, it was as if all the air was extinguished!

Ripples visible to the naked eye spread out between the two of them, as if the air had turned into water at that moment.

Bai Xian'er's expression changed. She finally felt the power. The spreading ripples were actually the torrent of true qi she had unleashed.

The dark green fist imprint seemed to contain an incomparably terrifying force. Upon contact, it forcefully shattered her protective true qi!

And with undiminished momentum, it struck her palm as well. As she tilted her head to avoid it, it heavily slammed into her high, rounded chest!

Bang!

Like a heavy hammer striking a drum!

The muffled sound of flesh colliding couldn't even drown out the sound of the air exploding within the room!

"Ah!"

Bai Xian'er let out a heart-stopping cry, full of endless allure.

It was only a single blow.

Her chest had already been flattened by the surging wind, and a huge force instantly poured into her body, shattering every one of her ribs. The silk dress on her back was instantly torn into large pieces, revealing a deep fist imprint on her smooth, jade-like back!

At this moment, the white silk ribbon that had been stabbing towards An Qisheng's brow like a spear suddenly seemed to have lost all its power, drooping limply.

This ribbon was made of some unknown material, and it hadn't suffered the slightest damage even in the razor-sharp airflow.

"This true qi..."

An Qisheng frowned slightly. This punch hadn't been fully effective.

The layers upon layers of true qi were like an interwoven spider web. Although it had been pierced by his tyrannical power, it had greatly alleviated his strength.

As a result, it hadn't been fully effective.

Boom!

The enormous force poured into her body, and the powerful kinetic energy forced Bai Xian'er to crash heavily onto the floor.

Bai Xian'er was bleeding from all seven orifices, her beautiful face filled with endless pain.

She gritted her teeth, using her true qi to protect her internal organs, wanting to use this force to break through the floor and escape from this old Daoist first.

However!

The instant she came into contact with the floor, before she could even release the force, a huge force had already come from her wrist!

Her expression changed.

She saw An Qisheng's rough hand, like refined iron, suddenly exert force, actually lifting Bai Xian'er, who was falling towards the floor, straight up!

Then.

The fist imprint, raised high, pressed down again!

"Not good!"

This time, the fear in Bai Xian'er's heart finally erupted.

She frantically struggled, her slender jade legs rampaging with true qi, kicking straight towards An Qisheng's chest, abdomen, and lower body. The hand he held was twisting madly.

At the same time, her left arm, which had almost been broken, went up to meet him again!

"Naughty."

An Qisheng didn't even blink. The muscles in his chest and abdomen bulged, enduring her kicks.

It was only when she kicked towards his crotch that he moved slightly, letting her kick him on the thigh.

After embracing the dan, his strength was perfect and complete. With a thought, his strength could reach anywhere. Whether it was retracting his testicles into his abdomen or gathering his strength to unleash a full blow from his lower limbs to block, it was all possible.

It was just a subconscious avoidance.

Bang!

Another gust of wind rose, and amidst the sound of rushing air, the sound of flesh colliding could not be concealed.

Bai Xian'er felt as if all her muscles and bones were broken. The true qi she had nurtured for countless years seemed to have been completely shattered by this iron fist after iron fist.

All struggles, all resistance, were all extinguished by this fist!

"Truly sturdy..."

An Qisheng exerted force in his arm again, once again pulling her up in the midst of the groaning of Bai Xian'er's arm bones.

At this moment, he was a little surprised in his heart.

How strong was his physical strength at this time? After his internal force merged with his blood, he could shatter steel with a casual punch.

This woman was actually able to resist after taking two punches from him!

However, that was all.

With a sneer in his heart, An Qisheng raised his fist high and smashed it down again.

Under the ripples stirred up by the airflow.

Bai Xian'er only felt that the world was pitch black and there was no light left. Infinite terror arose in her heart.

The scattered true qi in her body surged wildly at this moment, climbing layer upon layer until it reached her throat, emitting a trembling sound:

"Grandpa, spare me!!!"

Whoosh!

Under the blowing of the surging wind, Bai Xian'er's black hair flew wildly, her beautiful face filled with fear, and two lines of hot tears involuntarily flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"So, people from the Demonic Sect are also afraid of death..."

The dark green fist imprint slowly moved away from Bai Xian'er's face, An Qisheng said with a smile that was not a smile.

He hadn't intended to fight fiercely today.

Now there was a mixed bag of people in this Nanliang City, and he didn't know how many people were watching. It was naturally not a good idea to stick his head out at this time.

Killing this woman, or even killing all the people from the Demonic Sect in this Drunken Moon Tower, was not difficult for him at this time.

The moment he stepped into Drunken Moon Tower, he was very clear about this.

Thump~

His hand loosened, and Bai Xian'er fell to the ground, her body uncontrollably trembling, looking just like a weak woman who had been bullied by a strong man.

"Xian'er, Xian'er! What happened?"

At this time, outside, Mama Yun knocked on the door.

Such a big movement would naturally not go unnoticed, but An Qisheng's movements were very fast, taking only a few seconds in total.

She was also suspicious and uncertain, not knowing if something had really happened.

"No, nothing."

Bai Xian'er raised her head, her pretty face covered in tears, with her hair disheveled, pitifully.

"Really, really nothing?"

Outside the door, Mama Yun was surprised.

The movement just now was a little too big.

"It's okay, go back."

Bai Xian'er stood up tremblingly, feeling pain all over her body as if her muscles and bones were broken.

Especially her chest, which had almost collapsed, and the broken bone spurs had almost pierced her internal organs. Even a slight movement caused excruciating pain.

"Raise your head."

Bai Xian'er's body trembled and she raised her head.

The three punches from before had completely shattered her mental defenses, and even at this time, her body was still trembling involuntarily.

Hearing An Qisheng's indifferent voice, she did not dare to refuse in her trembling, and slowly raised her head.

A pair of deep eyes, like an ancient well without waves, as deep as the night sky, were like an abyss, attracting all of Bai Xian'er's attention.

"No, not good..."

Bai Xian'er's heart shook, and she subconsciously wanted to struggle, but when she saw the dark green palm move, the last bit of courage she had gathered in her heart instantly shattered.

"Soul Seizing大法 (Da Fa - Great Art)..."

In the depths of An Qisheng's eyes, a gleam of light lit up.

The essence of the Soul Seizing大法 (Da Fa - Great Art) flowed through his heart.

In the past few months, he had learned dozens of martial arts secrets of this world in his dreams. Unfortunately, limited by the fact that he had not yet condensed true qi, he could not learn some high-level powerful martial arts.

The Dragon-Tiger Pure Yang Qi that Tong Zhengyang learned required condensing the seed of true qi to practice, the Heavenly Dragon Roaming Immortal Step required condensing foot meridians, the Sky Covering Hand印 (Yin - Seal/Imprint) required condensing hand meridians, and the Taibai Extreme罡 (Gang - Force) Scripture even required the qi meridians to be condensed before it could be involved.

But there was one martial art among them that had no threshold, or rather, the threshold was not in true qi or internal force, and the operation also needed to travel through the qi meridians.

That was the Soul Seizing大法 (Da Fa - Great Art)!

The only threshold for this Soul Seizing大法 (Da Fa - Great Art) was that the mental power was strong enough.

An Qisheng didn't know what the standard for this strength was, but after trying it, he found that he had no problem, and, like when he practiced visualization, his 'talent' in this type of mental martial arts was extremely strong, and his progress was extremely fast!

In just a few months, he had already been able to perform this martial art.

The three punches he had unleashed before, the power of his fist intent was more important than the fist印 (Yin - Seal/Imprint) itself. What he wanted was to defeat the mind of this Demonic Sect妖 (Yao - Demon/Enchanting) woman, and then, perform the Soul Seizing大法 (Da Fa - Great Art)!

Buzz~

With a thought, the eyes of the two facing each other seemed to become an invisible channel, and mental power invisible to the naked eye surged out along this channel.

"Ah."

Bai Xian'er's neck leaned back suddenly, as if she had been hit by a sledgehammer, her body trembled, and a struggle of pain appeared on her face.

Before martial arts cultivation reaches the divine meridians, it is impossible to involve the spirit, but martial arts cultivation, the improvement of internal force and physique, will itself temper the mind and sublimate the spirit.

Even if the mind is severely damaged, the subconscious is still resisting.

"At this point, you still want to resist..."

An Qisheng frowned slightly.

The physical body and the spirit are one and two, and two and one, closely related.

The torment of the physical body in extreme environments will enhance a person's mental will. By the same token, serious physical injuries will also greatly weaken the spirit.

His three punches almost killed Bai Xian'er on the spot. Because of the shock of his fist intent, the trauma to her mind was more serious than to her physical body.

But even so, her resistance still made An Qisheng frown in his heart.

"Xian'er..."

An Qisheng controlled his vocal cords and emitted ethereal and gentle syllables:

"Do you know who I am?"

"You..."

Listening to An Qisheng's voice, the pain on Bai Xian'er's face eased slightly: "You, who are you?"

"Think about it, you called me before..."

An Qisheng's eyes were deep, like a demon who entices people to fall, using words to perform hypnosis.

His control over his physical body was strong, and there were many hypnotic techniques in his ethereal voice, which was extremely infectious.

"I called..."

A trace of confusion flashed in Bai Xian'er's empty eyes, and under An Qisheng's deliberate guidance, she seemed to recall something.

A trace of fear flashed across her face:

"Grandpa, Xian'er was wrong, Xian'er is in so much pain, please don't hit Xian'er..."

"Then you have to be obedient..."

An Qisheng slowly guided:

"Now, you are very tired, you want to relax, you want to get rid of the shackles on your body..."

"Xian'er is tired, Xian'er wants to relax..."

Bai Xian'er said blankly along with An Qisheng, and her movable palm slowly lifted up, about to untie her belt.

"..."

An Qisheng glanced at the beauty in front of him, his heart was as calm as an ancient well, and continued:

"Yes, but not enough, you need to relax more, relax more..."

"More relaxed..."

Bai Xian'er's face softened.

"Alright."

A gleam flashed in An Qisheng's eyes, and his mental power was like a flood that had been released.