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On a moonlit night in Chunlou, there is music and singing, drinking and laughing without thinking.

Zhou An also had to sigh, drinking, listening to music, talking and laughing is an indispensable fun thing in life. It can make people forget their worries. Lying on the bed in the lake, ready to sleep, the wine he drank just now is obviously not an ordinary wine. He was also really a bit drunk.

A cool breeze blew in outside the window.

At this time.

He felt the malicious glances coming from the darkness, getting closer and closer. There seemed to be a lot of people there, so he sat up from the bed and woke up instantly.

"Who are these people?"

With a crackling sound, the window was broken, and a figure turned in from the outside, only to see that the dark room was empty and there was no one.

Before that, Zhou An had already left the room and came to the street outside. The sky was already bright and golden.

He didn't know who those people were, but they were obviously here to kill him.

"Could it be Qi Fugui, but if he wanted to kill me, he probably wouldn't go in such a big circle, and there wouldn't be any reason."

Zhou An thought that he had not offended anyone since he came here, except for those horse bandits, but did those horse bandits really have so much energy? You can even run into the city to kill him.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a lot of people gathered under a notice board with his head hanging on it. He was an unknown evil cultivator who massacred Qingfeng Sect disciples and offered a reward of 2,000 spiritual stones.

"Why did I become an evil cultivator?" Zhou An felt that something was wrong. Those were obviously horse bandits, so he killed them anyway. Normally, if he reported the matter, he might get rewarded.

He did not hesitate, turned around and walked out of the city. He felt that he could not stay here for long. After all, it was other people's territory. Once a fight started, it would only be unclear. Once the matter got serious, it would be difficult to end it.

After successfully leaving the city, he walked towards the north. Wangtian Sect was in this direction. He decided to pay a visit to Wangtian Sect. He heard that there was a swordsman alive in Wangtian Sect.

Before he could get far, someone followed him, six of them, each wearing a long black uniform. They were all immortal cultivators and had the strength of the Golden Core stage.

Zhou An stopped and turned to look at these people. In the city, he was afraid of a group attacking them, but in the wilderness, he was not afraid. "What are your intentions? Are you following me?"

The monk walking at the front had scars on his face and looked mature. He stared at Zhou An cautiously and said, "Don't you know what your intentions are? We are from An Fengtang. We are bold and evil cultivators. How dare we Da Qi is rampant in the territory and slaughters the disciples of small sects. Do you really think you can just walk away and get away with it?"

Zhou An said calmly: "First of all, I am not an evil cultivator, and secondly, the people I killed were just horse bandits, not disciples of the Qingfeng Sect. You have made a mistake."

The man with the scar on his face showed a contemptuous smile, shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter whether you made a mistake or not. What matters is that you are an evil cultivator because you are on a bounty. It is natural for us to kill you." .”

"We are just following orders. If you really have a grievance, just follow us back."

Zhou An said coldly: "Do you think it's possible?"

"I advise you to give up and leave, otherwise you will really die."

These monks from An Fengtang obviously didn't listen. They felt that Zhou An's aura was at most a golden elixir stage monk. They were six against one, so there was no possibility of losing: "I'm lucky today. There's something wrong with this man's brain. If you don’t know how to escape, kill him and we’ll be done!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground cracked, and vines came out and entangled themselves towards Zhou An.

Zhou An cut off the vines with a sword and took two steps back to avoid the thunder.

"I'm going to take action, and none of you can escape."

Zhou An said calmly as he looked at these people, his eyebrows showing murderous intent unconsciously. He was being chased for no apparent reason. No matter how good-tempered he was, he would not be able to bear it, and his temper itself was not very good.

The sky seemed to have changed color and became much darker.

Zhou An's sword blade transformed into countless sword lights in the space. The blade passed through everyone's body. With their golden elixir stage aura shield, they could not block his sword. Wherever it passed, things decayed and clothes turned into Powder, flesh and blood withered and putrefied.

As if they had seen something terrifying, the monks in Anfengtang all showed expressions of fear and fell to the ground before they could escape.

They determined that Zhou An was an evil cultivator, a terrifying evil cultivator!

Zhou An put away his sword and looked at the six corpses on the ground without any fluctuation in his eyes. He turned around and left, not thinking that this was a big deal.

It is normal for people to die, let alone in this deserted place.

A cyan illusory eye appeared above.

"What is that?" Zhou An looked up.

The methods of these immortal cultivators are varied and often difficult to guard against, so he is not sure what it was just now. He just feels that he is being watched.

With a slash of the sword, the illusory eyes were cut into two pieces and disappeared into the air.

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"Your Majesty, the man named Zhou An is wanted and escaped from the city not long ago." Wang Mang strode into the house and said when he saw Qi Fugui.

It happened suddenly and they didn't react.

Qi Fugui had just woken up and took a sip of tea. He was stunned when he heard the news: "You are wanted. Why are you wanted? What are those people in An Fengtang doing?"

Wang Mang lowered his head slightly and said, "It seems that because he massacred most of the people in a small sect and his identity was not registered, he was labeled as an evil cultivator."

"And the deaths of the people he killed were very tragic and extremely strange."

Qi Fugui put down the long cup in his hand and felt that something was not right. Zhou An gave him the feeling of being upright and upright, not like an evil cultivator. "What was the name of the sect that was massacred?"

Wang Mang responded: "It's called Qingfeng Sect. It seems to be a newly reported sect. The specific situation is still unclear."

Qi Fugui's face looked a little ugly and he said coldly:

"Whether he is an evil cultivator or not, he is a good friend of this prince. The people in Anfengtang will not say a word."

Wang Mang hesitated for a moment and said, "That person was just a friend of the prince yesterday. I'm afraid the people over there don't know about it yet, which is understandable."

Qi Fugui received another news. All six people who went to capture Zhou An died in the white banana forest outside the city.

"What are the people in An Fengtang doing? They are recklessly offering a reward without even checking the target's strength."

There was a hint of anger on his face.

At this time.

Wang Mang walked in and said: "The people over at An Fengtang sent news that Zhou An has been defined as an evil cultivator. Please don't interfere without authorization, otherwise it will be difficult for them to deal with breaking the rules."

"Does this mean you don't take me seriously?" Qi Fugui showed a sneer on his face and slapped the table. Cracks spread along the lines of the wooden piles, and then collapsed.

"Wang Mang took my token to find Zhou An. Regardless of whether he is an evil cultivator or not, I will save him today."

From Qi Fugui's point of view, it was clear that someone wanted to mess with him, and they used this method to test him first.

He definitely couldn't show weakness at this time.

The middle-aged monk named Wang Mang nodded, took the token, walked out of the door, and took off in the direction of Zhou An on a small wooden boat. Accompanied by a series of auspicious clouds, he disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

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Zhou An estimated that his position should have been marked by some means, but he did not have any other abilities except using the sword.

as expected.

Soon someone else followed from behind, hiding in the dark.

A large piece of green poisonous mist gathered in the jungle, shrouding Zhou An, and even the clothes on his body were rotting rapidly. I am afraid that if he stayed for a while, some animals would directly turn into a pool of pus and blood and be left on the ground.

"Wither's little trick." Zhou An shook his head, pulled out the sword in his hand, and slashed forward. He divided the large haze into two sections and dissipated with the wind.

His sword has the ability to break spells and can cut through real objects and destroy illusory objects. Naturally, the poisonous mist formed by this spiritual energy is no longer a problem.

Those people still did not show up, and they continued to create large amounts of poisonous fog around them, hindering Zhou An's progress. Their goal itself was to hold Zhou An back, wait for others, and then surround and kill him in one fell swoop.

They are also very experienced in facing powerful targets like Zhou An, so attacking in groups is the best way.

Zhou An's perception ability is not very strong, but he still easily found the location of the two people, just a thousand meters away in the bushes. Such a distance seems safe, but for him, he can see and feel , can be attacked.

The majestic sword power rose from his body, and the sword slashed out, spanning a distance of more than a thousand meters, and fell on the two people. The trees, flowers and grass along the way turned into white ash.

This sword was so powerful that the sword energy soaring into the sky could be seen from a long distance away.

"That's Brother Zhou."

Yi Lianjie looked at the direction of the fallen sword with a look of amazement, "Brother Zhou indeed has hidden strength. This sword at least has the cultivation level of Nascent Soul."

The junior sister with long hair tied next to her and bright eyes asked curiously: "Is this person more powerful than you, senior brother?"

Yi Lianjie shook his head and said, "It's hard to say, but we just happened to go over and take a look."

As he spoke, another junior sister wearing a bronze coat took out a bronze mirror: "We won't go there to avoid getting into trouble. You should be able to see it here."

The light of the mirror flashed across the sky, and a clear image emerged. There were more than twenty people, and the one standing in the middle and surrounded was Zhou An.

Zhou An looked around at the monks in black robes and felt a headache. If he continued to kill him, he would be considered an evil cultivator even if he was not an evil cultivator. "I told you, those people are just horse bandits. You will know when you go and take a look, or ask Ask the villagers in the nearby villages and everyone will know.”

The twenty-two monks stood in different directions without saying a word, forming a faint force of heaven and earth and pressing towards Zhou An.

"Every prisoner says he was wronged, and evil cultivators often don't think they are evil cultivators."

"Suffer death!"

Just when Zhou An was about to go on a killing spree, a small wooden boat appeared in the sky, accompanied by auspicious clouds.

"Please stop!"

There was a shout from the top, and a middle-aged monk jumped down from above. The majestic spiritual power suppressed the place, and he took out a token with "Qi" on it from his arms.

"There was a misunderstanding at this time, and our prince saved the person."

Wang Mang breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly and slowly, and finally caught up.

The atmosphere on the court suddenly relaxed. A monk holding a mahogany sword clasped his hands and said, "Since we are the prince's people, we naturally have no problem."

"But with so many people dead, the prince will have to give an explanation later."

The pressure on them is also great. The strength of the person in front of them is unfathomable. Even though there are many of them, it is possible for them to be lost here accidentally.

After saying that, the people from An Fengtang left.

There was not a drop of blood on the sword in Zhou An's hand, only rust stains, as if it had been left unattended for a long time. He put away the sword in his hand and looked at Wang Mang and said, "Qi Fugui is the prince. He is the prince and I can still stay in the city." Being chased here? This is too cowardly."

I don't know if I'm really talking about himself or Qi Fugui.

When Wang Mang heard this, his face became a little stiff. He looked at the corpses on the ground and complained: "Why did you kill so many people? Now things are a little troublesome."

Zhou An said angrily: "They want to kill me, so it is normal for me to kill them. And once I really take action, someone will definitely die. I warned them."

Wang Mang drove the boat down and said, "You come with me first."

Zhou An raised his eyebrows: "Where to go? Kaiyuan County?"

Wang Mang shook his head and said: "Go to Wu'an City, that is the prince's territory. Otherwise, someone may secretly attack you."

Zhou An thought about it and said, "Is Wu'an City close to Wangtian Sect?"

Wang Mang said: "It's not close, but it's closer than here. Do you want to go to Wangtian Sect?"

Zhou An walked onto the boat, sat in the back, nodded and said, "There are some things, so I want to take a look."

Wang Mang thought for a while and asked, "Are you going to walk?"

Zhou An said matter-of-factly: "Otherwise, I can't fly like you."

Wang Mang commented: "It seems that your technique is incomplete. You are already a Nascent Soul, and you still can't fly. However, it's not a big problem."

Zhou An added: "It's not that I can't do it at all. I can fly on the sword, but it's just too strenuous."

Wang Mang frowned: "Do you know how to control a sword?"

"What is that?" Zhou An knew that what Wang Mang was talking about was probably a kind of magic.

Wang Mang continued: "The Wangtian Sect's secret magic and immortal skills are handed down from the founder of their sect, the Sword Immortal. They are extremely powerful, and after practicing to the extreme, they can easily drive a sword for thousands of miles, which is much faster than my Yunwu Ship."