Everyone was shocked and had no idea what was going on.

Zhao Bing was already ready to make a last fight with a dying mood, but a light flashed in front of him. He looked at the green-faced man again, and saw that the knife in the green-faced man's hand had already fallen to the ground. The green-faced man's chest had blown a hole as big as a bowl. The hole was smooth and tidy, and the kind on his back could be seen from the front chest...

Further away, in front of Xu Meng, the twenty or thirty men with ferocious faces who were about to rush over, were completely cleared at this time. Five or six men who had just run on a straight line fell off the horse. The whole team was in panic, and people shouted and neighed, and were completely scared.

"You...you..." The man with green face was not dead yet, but was spitting blood, stretching out his trembling hand, pointing at Yan Liqiang. The expression on his face was like a ghost, "Eight...Eighth Heaven..."

At this time, Zhao Bing suddenly turned around and looked at Yan Liqiang, and then Zhao Bing was stunned.

At this time, Yan Liqiang, the treasure is solemn, and the spiritual energy and energy between heaven and earth are also rushing towards Yan Liqiang madly. On his body, the vision of advancing to the eighth level of the bow path appeared behind him, representing the light and shadow of the white war bow that surged into the sky in the bow path, representing the light and shadow of the gray war bow that represented the second level of the bow path, representing the light and shadow of the black war bow that represented the third level of the bow path... Until the light and shadow of the purple war bow that represented the seventh level of the bow path, it appeared one by one behind Yan Liqiang, unfolding one by one, with a huge atmosphere.

Feeling the light and shadow behind him, Mao Taishun, who had just fallen to the ground, got up from the ground with a needle, turned his head to look, and then looked shocked. The green-faced man just threw out a dart, which was stuck in Mao Taishun's heart, but what the green-faced man didn't know was that Mao Taishun's heart was still a heart protection mirror he bought, so he was not stabbed by the dart.

Not only Mao Taishun, Zuo Yuquan also climbed up, and there was also an arrow in Zuo Yuquan's heart. However, the reason why Zuo Yuquan was alive was exactly the same as Mao Taishun. When Mao Taishun bought a heart protection mirror that day, he also bought a piece for his life, but he didn't expect that he really saved his life today.

None of these people had ever seen the magical phenomena of advancing to the eighth level of bowing path. At this moment, everyone was trembling and unable to speak when they looked at the solemn and sacred vision that appeared behind Yan Liqiang.

After the light and shadows of the seven different colors of the war bows spread out one by one, the light and shadows of the seven war bows became gorgeous like a rainbow. Then the light and shadows of the war bows began to overlap and merge one by one. The seven lights and shadows became six, six became five, and so on. In the end, all the light and shadows were combined into one, turning into a burning golden giant bow. Then the light and shadow of the giant bow sank into Yan Liqiang's body...

Just when everyone thought that the magic vision had been completed, suddenly, a round of sun-like light and shadow rose above Yan Liqiang's head, illuminating the surrounding grassland white. Jia Lang was almost unable to open his eyes and could only block his eyes with his hands. The light and shadow continued to rise, like a waterfall flowing backwards, soaring straight into the sky, rising to a height of hundreds of meters. The light and shadow of the scorching sun suddenly exploded, revealing a pattern like a "king" on the forehead of a tiger in the air...

"The sun is shown above the head, there is a king in the sun. This... this is a vision of the advanced Martial King..." Mao Taishun murmured to himself, and his whole brain felt like his mind was numb. He had never seen the advanced vision of the eighth heaven just now, and he was a little confused. He was not sure what it was. But he had heard of the advanced vision of the Martial King, but he did not expect to see it here.

The pattern of the word "king" and the light and shadow soaring into the sky in an instant, rushed down like a waterfall, and all sank into Yan Liqiang's head. Then Yan Liqiang opened his eyes, with a radiant light in his eyes, and the breath on his body was like a mountain and a sea.

"Eighth Heaven...Wu...Wang King..." The man with a green face riding on the Rhino Dragon looked at Yan Liqiang, his face was extremely bleak, and blood was spurted out from his mouth. He fell from his horse's back in an instant, and there was no sound again.

I guess this guy didn't even understand until he died. Why did you, a powerful Wusect master in the seventh level of heaven, play such a game with yourself...

Seeing his boss fall, the people riding on the horse in the distance finally reacted. Grandma, she thought she had caught a fat sheep. What the hell is this fat sheep? It is obviously a thousand-year-old monster that eats people and doesn't spit bones...

"Brothers, run away..." The man wearing a blindfold screamed in a howling cry, and then turned his head and ran away.

But at this time, Yan Liqiang could not let those messes slip away from his eyes.

Feeling the new power filled with his body, Yan Liqiang's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his hand, pulled out a half-person-high wild grass from his side. With his hand, the wild grass shot towards the people in a mess like an arrow. When he approached, the wild grass suddenly turned into more than twenty broken leaves, and suddenly dispersed. Only a sound of shattering through the air was heard. Those who were still riding on the horse screamed one by one, covered their blood-spraying necks and throats and fell from the horse. In the blink of an eye, they were cleaned up, leaving only twenty or thirty rhino dragon horses in circles, but there was no one on the horse's back.

In Yan Liqiang's hand at this moment, the broken grass leaves were no less than the steel knife that cut the throat.

Yan Liqiang, who advanced to King Wu, used a weed to kill more than 20 bandits...

The grassland suddenly became quiet, but because there were twenty or thirty dead people around it all at once, a strong smell of blood slowly appeared in the air.

Except for Yan Liqiang, the other people, at this time, looked at the scene in front of them and felt so unreal.

"Brother Wang...you...you..." Zuo Yuquan swallowed and spitted, but felt his throat dry and he couldn't speak at all.

Looking at Zuo Yuquan and the others' eyes, Yan Liqiang smiled, "Please forgive me. I came to Gulang Grassland this time to undergo a special training. I must lower my strength and not reveal it. I am not intentionally hiding it!"

"Uh uh uh..." Everyone nodded foolishly. Several people with injuries seemed to be unable to feel the pain on their bodies at this time.

Yan Liqiang looked at everyone, and everyone seemed to be waiting for him to speak. There was no way. In front of a newly promoted Wu King, Zuo Yuquan and his team were so nervous that they would not dare to do it like before. In this world, absolute strength can bring absolute respect and status, which is more effective than anything else. Yan Liqiang looked at the corpses all over the ground and shook his head gently, "This... let's do the same rules, see what these people have. Search for it, don't waste it..."

After hearing Yan Liqiang say this, everyone started to move...

...

At dawn, Yuquan and the five men who were driving dozens of rhino dragon horses saw the closing of Baishi Pass from afar. However, at this time, Yan Liqiang was no longer in the team. At the same time, there were a lot of spoils in the team. I won’t mention those horses, swords, etc., but the things they found from the green-faced man were tens of thousands of taels of silver notes, and the contract for nearly a thousand acres of grassland and fields...

It was not until when searching the bodies of those people that Zuo Yuquan discovered that the identities of those people were a group of bandits whose leaders were notorious in the northwest. The leader was called Qingwei Ghost.

But after last night, this group of blue-faced ghosts became history forever.

Thinking of what happened last night, everyone felt like they were dreaming.

The group soon returned to the pass, and the genius was dark.

As soon as he returned to the pass, Yan Liqiang hugged several people and said, "Everyone, I have completed my experience, I will say goodbye. See you again in the future..." After saying that, Dark Cloud Gaixue let out his feet, and with Yan Liqiang, he disappeared in front of everyone in a while.

Everyone rode on the Xilong horse, looking at Yan Liqiang's disappearance slowly, and no one spoke for a while.

"Brother Mao, what is that identity of Brother Wang?" After Yan Liqiang left for a few minutes, Zuo Yuquan let out a long voice and quietly asked Mao Taishun beside him.

Mao Taishun turned his head when he heard Zuo Yuquan's words, looked at Zuo Yuquan and lowered his voice, "I was thinking just now that Brother Wang should be a little unconventional, but he will never be old. Brother Zuo thought about it. Not to mention martial arts cultivation, the entire Han Empire, the strong man who can reach the peak of the seventh level of heaven. If Brother Zuo can speak a few people, I'm afraid that the four major sects can't find a few, let alone such a young one..."

Zuo Yuquan's eyes lit up slightly, and he guessed Mao Taishun's meaning, "Brother Mao means..."

Mao Taishun smiled and shook his head, "I don't mean anything. I'll know in the future. As long as someone shows it, it will definitely spread throughout the Han Empire. This time, it's our luck and fortune..."

Zuo Yuquan nodded...

"This... this... Brother Wang hasn't paid or those land deeds yet?" Jia Lang's voice suddenly came.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Jia Lang, their eyes strange.

"This... did I say something wrong?" Jia Lang scratched his head and asked weakly.

"Jia Lang, are you stupid..." Mao Taishun shook his head and showed a smile on his face, "Please keep it, we will divide these things when we arrive in Yingwei County. These things are useful to us. For Brother Wang, with Brother Wang's cultivation, he will have as much as he wants. Don't give them away. How could he care about this little thing..."

The silent Zhao Bing suddenly said, "When I recovered from the injury this time, I will settle down in Qiyun County, like Jia Lang, and live a few years of stable life!"

"Why, are you not a Ranger?" Zuo Yuquan asked at Zhao Bing.

"I won't do it anymore. Anyway, my experience and experience in coming to Gulang Grassland this time will be enough to brag for the rest of my life. When I have a child, I can talk to my child. When his father was a kid, he once called his brothers and brothers with the powerful King Wu who had the eighth level of bowing Taoism. He formed a team to drink, eat meat and chopped the heads of Shatu and Black Capricorn..." Zhao Bing said lazily, "If I die, I will not be able to brag in the future, so I want to live well!"
Chapter completed!