A sound that was calm but suppressed the sound of thunder echoed on the huge mountain gate.

An Qisheng's voice was dull, but it contained a strong sense of confidence, as if he was not trying to overcome the tribulation, but invited his friends to go out for an outing.

The faces of the people who were waiting for the mountain gate changed.

I felt that this sound was round and peaceful, but it contained a sense of sight, and the words seemed to explode directly in their hearts.

My body was even a little numb, as if I had been electrocuted.

"Yes, it's the voice of Taoist Master Wang Quan!"

"Brother Yan? Who is the master?"

"There are many people with the surname Yan in the world, but the only one in Youzhou who can be called Brother Yan by Taoist Priest Wang Quan!"

"The Seventh Weapons, the Martial Man in the World, and the Crazy Yan!"

After being shocked, several martial arts people all looked at him.

After a slight look, his eyes had already fallen on the old man, and many people immediately retreated, as if they were encountering tigers and wolves.

All of the world has never been black or white. There are always some people who are beneficial to the evil spirits and demons. Yan Kuangtu is such a person.

This person is neither good nor evil, cruel and ruthless, and becomes famous at a young age. He travels through the world in his teens and is famous in a state. At the age of twenty, he has already achieved great success and becomes famous all over the world.

After that, he traveled through various states and visited major sects. At his thirty years, he established the Dalong Gate in Youzhou, with some eccentric people who are both righteous and evil.

According to legend, he has a great influence in Youzhou, and even the people in the court have to look at his face. He can be called a country in the country, an uncrowned king, and is the truly top sect in Dafeng.

Before the appearance of the Taoist Wang Quan, he was the first master to have a confrontation with the court.

The person who captured the god in front of the Six Gates was killed by him in Youzhou Prefecture City, a real evil giant.

"I don't expect the Taoist priest to recognize Mr. Yan!"

The old man smiled faintly and then replied with a long laugh.

His voice was so loud that it was as if the Yangtze River was surging, making everyone who heard his laughter red and almost suffocated.

The momentum is as if it has suppressed the thunder dragons all over the sky.

"It seems that Brother Dao is absolutely sure. In this way, don't blame Yan for being abrupt!"

A long laugh echoed before the mountain gate.

But in full view of everyone, the old and the young had disappeared without a trace, like a ghost.

call!

In the yard where the air flow was soaring, Yan Kuang Tzu slowly landed on the ground.

It is only ten feet away from the cold iron platform where An Qisheng is sitting.
Chapter completed!