Chapter 757

Dongning City, Dongning Province, Ding Yi's hometown.

In the early morning of October 6, before dawn, teams of military vehicles drove into the city.

The former provincial police director, vice governor and vice speaker, who are close to Ding Yi, are dragged away by the police and pulled into the police car when they sleep at home.

At this time, most of the people are still in sleep, many people do not know what happened in Dongning.

All mobile phones and computers can't access the Internet.

In a villa on the outskirts of Dongning.

The former police minister, the general's apprentice, had no intention of sitting cross legged in front of Chaoyang.

I do not know how long, he gently exhaled a breath, slowly opened his eyes.

Hu, he waved his hand gently and pressed the rockery in front of him.

"Boom" a loud noise, rockery should be down explosion, into a smash.

"It's amazing. It's amazing." Jin Mao, Xiao Hei, Feng Zai and other people who first followed Ding Yi stood behind Zong unintentionally, clapping and admiring.

There were also a group of people standing beside them, about seven or eight of them were all Chinese martial arts masters. Some of these seven or eight were younger brothers of Jinmao, some of them were younger brothers of left hand, some of them were younger brothers of Haonan, the worst was also the peak of dark strength. The strongest Jinmao and others had already reached the peak of Huajin and entered DanJin.

You know, the three of them are all people who have eaten Lingyuan pill. Their qualifications have greatly increased and they can enter the ranks of Dan Jin experts at any time.

"It's nothing. It's still Chinese art." Zong had no intention to smile and stood up: "this time Ding Yi asked you to bring me Zhenwu Dan, which really helped me to become a God and achieve the divine realm. Later, I learned supernatural powers, and the power was far beyond the national skill. That's the real immortal. Ding Yi is really amazing, amazing --" Zong had no intention to praise.

What he admires is not Ding Yi's supernatural power and ability, but Ding Yi's willingness to bring out such Xuanmen elixirs as Zhenwu Dan for everyone, and to help him achieve the divine realm.

Because at that time Ding Yi had planned to popularize the traditional Chinese Arts all over the country. He was willing to take out all kinds of elixirs that he had refused to take out to help the world's experts become Xuanshi.

"Brother Yi has always been broad-minded. What we are going to do this time is also a great event that benefits the country and the people. Now we all have to learn from Mr. Yi, and then carry forward and strengthen our national skills." Golden hair said with a smile.

"Well, you have the foundation that Ding Yi has laid for you, and your future is limitless. But you are all nurturing. You haven't systematically studied the essence of traditional Chinese culture. Ding Yi asked me to teach you relevant knowledge, and then you can all recruit apprentices and spread your knowledge."

"It's useless to rely on one or two people for the promotion of traditional Chinese culture. We need to work together to really blossom everywhere."

Ding Yi is doing this now. First, let Duan Chengfeng and others, who are the strongest in the clan, consolidate their knowledge for those who are willing to help Jinmao. Then, everyone goes to take their apprentices one after another to let the various factions in the river and lake see that they have broken their sectarian opinions. Everyone is willing to do this. Only in this way can the promotion of traditional Chinese arts be carried out in an all-round way.

It is very difficult for Ding Yi to accomplish such a feat alone.

Of course, this process will certainly grow. If you want to develop to Shengxing, it will not be possible for hundreds or thousands of years. Ding Yi doesn't know whether he can finish it or not. At least he has started to do it.

In the future, Ding Yi also plans to set up a school of traditional Chinese arts. In the future, they can all be teachers, recruit students from all over the world, and promote traditional Chinese arts to all over the world.

What they have to do is to improve their national skills. Ding Yi is responsible for other official affairs.

Everyone was excited when they thought about it. He used to be a little gangster, and he will be a master of Chinese culture and the founder of imperial Chinese culture promotion in the future.

Wow, the future is wonderful.

"Eh, why can't I surf the Internet with my mobile phone today?" Xiao Hei then took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He found that he couldn't get on the wireless, and he couldn't get on the 5g.

Zong unintentionally is about to take out his mobile phone to have a look, suddenly in the heart move.

He is a man who has practiced Chinese culture. He has gone through a state of indifference.

"No, someone's going to kill me?" Zong unintentionally felt it immediately.

But the people were too quick. As soon as they were killed, someone strode in from the front door of the villa yard.

"Xia breaks the ban by martial arts, while Confucianism confuses the law by writing. Ding Yi wants the whole world to learn martial arts. What does he want to do? Want to rebel? Do you want to build a national army? "

The general strode forward with great momentum.

Zong unintentional, who has just been promoted to the divine realm, originally thought he was strong enough, but when he saw the general, he felt that he was still very small. From the general, he saw that he had more terrible power than Ding Yi.

"Master - Master." I have no intention of trembling.

"Master? Do you still have my master in your eyes? You have no intention. Don't you kneel down yet. " The general gave a loud drink.

Boom, just promoted to the divine realm of Zong unintentionally legs a soft, actually can't help but plop down on his knees.

"Not good." Jin Mao and others saw that this man was powerful, and shenjingzong was not his opponent. A dozen people looked at each other, swished, and ran in a dozen directions.

"Want to run?" The general sneered.

"Master, No." It's too late to shout.

The general pointed a little and brushed away with a fine awn.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter, flutter.

Almost everyone's head falls to the ground. When everyone runs, they fall in all directions to form a circle.

More than ten heads and blood weave into a circle of blood.

"Ah" in addition to Zong unintentionally, the only one who didn't die was Jinmao.

When the flying sword hit the golden hair, the brush made the golden hair shine.

It turns out that Ding Yi left him a talisman.

Although Jin Mao escaped, his strength was too weak. He was hit by a sword and fell down heavily. He hit a big tree in front of him and fell to the ground. He felt a tearing pain all over his body.

Although there is Fu Lu defense, his physical body is far less than that of Duan Chengfeng, who was directly hit hard.

"Master, don't kill these little people with your magic power." Zong had no intention of seeing that his liver and gallbladder were about to crack. He got up and wanted to save Jinmao.

"On your knees." With a wave of the general's hand, bang, a high mountain falls from the sky, like xingzhenqi, falling down on the Milky way, pressing hard on Zong unintentional's shoulder.

Just stand to half of Zong unintentionally plop and kneel down again: "magic power."

He can see that the general has magic weapons and magic powers. He is just Ding Yi's second. No, he is stronger than Ding Yi.

"If you have Ding Yi's Fu Lu, you should be Ding Yi's confidant, but a Fu Lu can't save you." The general strode forward to the edge of the golden hair.

Jin Mao struggled to get up and looked at him with hatred in his eyes.

"Are you Ding Yi's confidant? I can't kill you. You reprimand Ding Yi in the newspaper and swear to be loyal to the Empire in the future, and I'll spare your life. " The general said coldly.

"Bah" golden hair opened his mouth and spat all over the place with blood and saliva.

"I don't know what to do." The general's finger moved.

Zheng, pure as electricity, and a sword appeared in front of Jinmao.

Brush, golden hair this Rune record has several times, but the whole body was hit fly up, although protect his body from being cut, but the gap between the two sides is too big.

Plop, he fell from mid air, whoa, spat several mouthfuls of blood.

However, his Rune also has the power to fight back. Brush and kill back together.

With the general's gentle hand, the force was dissipated.

"Jinmao, you don't know how strong I am now. You and I are the difference between ancient gods and mortals. I'll give you another chance to surrender to me. You know, if you're not Ding Yi's confidant, you don't even have the chance to surrender. I'll kill you directly."

The general put up his hand and looked at the stars.

"Your home is 16 kilometers away from here. As long as I move my finger, your home will be destroyed. This is the power of God. Ding Yi can't do it now."

The general pointed to the distance and looked at golden hair with a smile.

"Mortals are innocent, master, don't, don't --" Zong unintentionally cried.

You are the God of heaven. Why bother the mortals.

"As long as they are Ding Yi's people, they are all guilty." The general came to be moved: "I count three, you will not surrender, one, two, three."

"Don't worry about you." Jinmao yelled and stood up.

He bit his teeth and rushed to the general, even if he knew that he was no different from an ant in front of the general.

General dead's finger moves again.

Bang, the third sword hit Jinmao.

Fu Lu Jing mang is still released, but this wave of power is more terrible.

Golden hair's internal organs were deeply shattered.

"Wow" he vomited blood, fell to the ground, the body a draw, can no longer move.

Although Ding Yi's Fu Lu preserved the integrity of his body, he still died in the face of absolute power.

"The power of God?" Just when the general was in high spirits and felt invincible, a gentle smile came from the depth of the void.

Laughter is full of insignificance and disdain.

"How dare you call yourself a God in front of me? Humble creature, are you the strongest man in the world? "