Gate of God

In a blink of an eye, the purple mark completely covered the entire sword tip.

A weird scene.

And at this time, a voice in the sky has been hurriedly passed, and then a shadow fell from the sky from above.

In an instant, the innocent sword that was originally inserted on the ground trembles, like a certain induction, and emits a clear sword chanting sound.

With a flick, he flew towards the shadow.

"Death!" A low voice came from the mouth of the shadow, and then a silver waterfall appeared in the sky, almost touching the sky.

And in the silver waterfall, there is also a strange purple mans.

Alpine water.

In shock, Fang Houde and Qin Xuelian had just tied up, and the lieutenant who was standing beside them looked up and his face became extremely white.

He could feel how sharp the magical purple mang was. It felt like he was going to pierce through everything, making his heart tremble.

Subconsciously, he wants to retreat...

However, the whole body seemed to be entangled with something, and there was a terrible gravity above his head that made him unable to move, just like being under a huge waterfall.

"Ah!" A voice of despair came from the lieutenant general's mouth. Then, he felt something penetrated directly through his forehead.

The world in front of me slowly became blurred.

Indistinctly, he seemed to see a young man wearing an animal skin blouse walking towards himself. The young man was still holding a sword in his hand, and the tip of a sword had completely turned into a purple sword.

"Fang...Fangzheng?!"

Fang Zheng stopped straight and stopped next to the lieutenant general. He didn't answer the lieutenant's words before he died. He just crouched down slowly, then kneeled down, facing Fang Houde and Qin Xuelian.

"Dad. Mother... I'm sorry for you!"

...

The early morning sun fell on Beishan Village, which made this small village at the foot of the mountain stained with a touch of gold, and in the gold, there was also a touch of bright red.

That's blood. Blood stained in the soil.

All the villagers, as well as Zhang Yangping and Zhang Li, stared blankly at the Founder who was kneeling on the ground. The scene just now happened too quickly.

Cut out from the black-faced general with a knife.

Then another sword blocked the blade, followed immediately. A waterfall appeared out of thin air. Looking at it again, a lieutenant general had fallen to the ground, and there was a blood stain on his forehead.

"died?!"

The villagers, including Zhang Yangping and others, couldn't believe it. They played against this lieutenant general, and it was this lieutenant who cut a meter deep mouth with a sword.

A big man with such strength died like this?

Shocked, dazed...

Then, these two emotions turned into surprises. Then nervous.

The surprise is that Fang Zhengzhi can actually kill such a big man, but the tension is that Fang Zhengzhi can be so powerful when he is so young. Isn't it even more powerful in the future?

Simple thinking.

And what makes this simple thought sublime is true feelings!

"Go straight, they have set up an ambush!"

"There are a lot of sergeants outside. They have enclosed the entire Beishan village."

"Regardless of our integrity, those of us who are dead will die, it doesn't matter! But there are so many of them, you can't beat them, hurry and run!"

After the villagers came back to their minds. They all yelled loudly, and in their minds, Founder appeared straight, far worse than not.

The expression of Wang An's painting also appeared a little pitiful.

Eight years ago. The scene when he first met Fang Zhengzhi in Nanshan Village is still vivid. At that time, Fang Zhengzhi was just a little baby with a milky voice, but Wang Anhua can predict that Fang Zhengzhi's future will be extraordinary.

It was only later that Fang Zhengzhi was expelled from Nanshan Village. Due to his duties, he could only devote himself to the Daotang of Nanshan Village and he rarely saw Fang Zhengzhi again.

but. But I have heard a lot of news about Founder hunting in the mountains.

At that time, Wang An painted a sigh in his heart, and sighed that such a good seedling had been in the forest all day long. It is a pity not to read the scriptures of the Taoist Code.

It was not until Fang Zhengzhi made a blockbuster in the county test of the Dao Dian exam that won the double ranking of the Huaian county test.

Immediately afterwards, it was the top of the double list of Xinhe Prefecture.

This made Wang An's heart shocked and envied. What surprised him was that Founder Cheng, who had been in the mountains and forests all day long, could have this kind of fortune. What envied him was how talented he was.

Following the trend, Wang Anhua and Dao Tang moved to Beishan Village.

When he reunited with Fang Zhengzhi for eight years, he realized that the young man in front of him was already an eagle who wanted to flap his wings, far from being comparable to his wandering tit.

Therefore, he also settled down, preached and taught, and became a real family with the villagers of Beishan Village, talking about this pride in Beishan Village all day long.

Then, the news of Fang Zhengzhi's breakthrough to Tianzhao spread to his ears.

On that day, Wang An's painting was very exciting. He drank half a pot on a weekday when he rarely drank. He drunk and stumbled in Beishan Village. Everyone said that Fang Zhengzhi took photos.

Unfortunately……

The villagers in Beishan Village didn't even know what a fifteen-year-old young man representing Tianzhao represented, but looked at him confusedly.

"Sir, what is Tianzhao?"

"Sir, what does Tianzhao look like, can you show us something?"

Wang Anhua can only smile bitterly at this, demonstration? How can a person who has read a book for a lifetime fail to reach the Tao, and how can he show them the sky?

Today, Wang Anhua saw Tianzhao.

The powerful momentum, the waterfall that fell from the sky, and a magnificent galaxy falling for nine days, Wang An's heart was a bit sour, because Fang Zhengzhi shot because he was saving him.

"Integrity, run! The black-faced general is also a heavenly scene!" The voice of Wang An's painting has not completely fallen, and the whole person flew out, rushing towards the black-faced general.

He wanted to use his life to give Fang Zhengzhi time to escape and save his parents.

In Wang An's paintings, even if Fang Zhengzhi is already in the sky, it is just that he has just stepped into the sky. How can it be compared with a field-tested general?

The expression of General Blackface is now quite ugly.

He had no idea that Fang Zhengzhi cut off one of his lieutenants as soon as he appeared, and he was still in front of him. Kill a lieutenant without care.

The most important thing is that after the killing, Fang Zhengzhi has not yet run?

And now...

There is actually a Taoist teacher who tries to challenge his authority? How could he bear it, the giant knife in his hand tightened. A blazing fire rose and turned into a lion with fangs open.

"Dead!" Of course, the black-faced general knew that Fang Zhengzhi could be able to kill a lieutenant, because of the rolling on the realm, plus the surprise attack.

Well, now he wants to use his own strength to tell Fang Zhengzheng. What is life to life.

When the lion bathed in flames appeared, it carried an unprecedented momentum, bright red fangs, biting straight towards the throat painted by Wang An.

However, at this time, a bright moon appeared in the air, a silver-white arc sword light, quickly blocked in front of the flaming lion.

A little strange purple, quickly penetrated the body of the lion.

Make it late.

Almost without much resistance, he shot directly in front of the black-faced general.

This made the heart of the black-faced general shocked, and subconsciously used a fine knife in front of him.

"Boom!" A loud crash sounded, mixed with a somewhat miserable horse hiss. A huge body fell to the ground.

A sword, dismount!

The black-faced general's eyes were full of disbelief. A pair of tiger eyes stared blankly at the broken knife in his hand. Blood burst in his chest and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"This... how is this possible?!" General Blackface couldn't believe it.

He knew that Fang Zhengzhi was already in the sky, but he did not know Fang Zhengzhi's deeds in the North Korean test, nor did he know that the sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand was Wu Wu, but he was the sword of Heavenly God of War.

In his heart, Fang Zhengzhi was a genius again. It is just a newborn calf who has just stepped into Tianzhao Realm. With his own strength in the later stage of Tianzhao Realm, as long as Founder dare to appear, he can immediately cut the other side down.

But now...

Everything seems to be telling him. The square in front of him was not a newborn calf, but a fierce tiger coming down the mountain with extremely sharp claws.

It was terrible beyond his expectations.

The top of the double list!

Sure enough, the name is well-deserved!

In fact, such a scene was not only beyond the expectations of the black-faced general, but also beyond the expectations of the other two lieutenants. Also beyond the expectations of the villagers of the entire Beishan Village.

"what happened?!"

"Isn't the other party a general?"

"How could a general be cut off with a straight sword? This... this is too incredible?"

"Bravo!"

The villagers are a bit dazed. Of course they want Fangzheng to be as strong as possible, but to such a degree, is it really unreasonable?

The general who fought in the battlefield, can this kid just win?

At this time, Wang An's painting was completely stunned. The scene just now gave him a feeling from death to life. When a person who was looking for death suddenly happened, there was a ray of life.

This may be a surprise, but this surprise really came to make him wonder.

"Zhenger!"

"Zheng'er, you..."

Fang Houde and Qin Xuelian were also looking at Fang Zhengzheng at this time. Even if they were Fang Zhengzheng's parents, they really did not expect that their son actually had such strength.

"Dad, mother!" Fang Zhengzheng ignored the black-faced general, but walked quickly to Fang Houde and Qin Xuelian, knelt down again, and then gently inserted the innocent sword on the ground, and faced Fang Houde and Qin Xuelian bowed his head respectfully.

Instead of using the invisible sword, he used his hands to carefully untie the ropes for Fang Houde and Qin Xuelian. He was unhappy, and even slow.

But at this moment...

All the villagers in Beishan Village felt a bit sour nose.

What is there to ask for a child?

The black-faced general did not disturb Fang Chengzheng, but quickly made a glance at the remaining two lieutenants. The star-level lieutenant general suddenly understood the sight of the black-faced general.

Turned around and ran towards the outside of the village.

And the lieutenant general of Tianzhaojing quickly walked to the side of the black-faced general and lifted the black-faced general to the ground. At the same time, the sword in his hand was also subconsciously tightened.

"Zheng'er, go quickly, they still have troops, you...you can't beat them, and, behind them is the military gate, don't be stupid!" Qin Xuelian just ready to hug the party as soon as she untied the rope Integrity, however, was held by Fang Houde in one hand and could only shout at Fang Zhengzheng.

"Mother!" Fang Zheng stood on his knees, looking at Qin Xuelian with tears in her eyes, and the corners of her eyes with some wrinkles. For the first time, Qin Xuelian seemed to be slowly getting old.

He understood what Fang Houde and Qin Xuelian were thinking, but if he left like this today, what would he look like in the world in the future.

What is the top of the double list, what a brilliant genius at the age of fifteen, what a magnificent swordsman, what kind of junior high school clerk, even if his father and mother can't protect it, what use is all this!

"Today, everyone who stepped on my grass and trees in Beishan Village and wounded me in Beishan Village will all die!" Fang Zheng stood upright and pointed at the black-faced general with the invisible sword in his hand.

The enchanting purple scar expanded rapidly like blood, and the entire non-marked sword was not only the tip of the sword at this moment, but nearly half of the blade completely covered the purple scar.

At the same time, there was a hint of purple light flashing in Fang Zheng's eyes.

That is the same purple as the innocent sword.

When he came out of the small stone house, he did not know whether he had escaped from the sea, but whether he had escaped or not, he came consciously towards Beishan Village.

Just because the sky is already bright.

He has no time and no mood to explore on Cangling Mountain. His whole mind is completely tied to Beishan Village, running all the way, running at the fastest speed.

But even so, he saw an amazing scene when he rushed back.

The entire Beishan village was surrounded by sergeants.

He knew exactly what this represented~www.wuxiaspot.com~ So he came in and rushed in at a very fast speed, without even a slight delay.

The scene he saw after rushing in made his eyes almost congested.

The square was covered with blood, villagers fell into the pool of blood, and a general straddled the war horse to stare at the villagers below.

The most important thing is that Fang Houde and Qin Xuelian were both tied to the ground. Zhang Yangping's body was stained with blood and fell to the ground. The ricket's body had shrunk into a ball.

He could feel the helplessness in Fang Houde's eyes, the anger between Qin Xuelian's expression and the helplessness in Zhang Yangping.

Then...

At this moment, he has no reason not to kill!

"Boom!" A loud voice sounded like thunder.

(I wish you all a happy new year, on the first day of February, ask for a guaranteed monthly ticket!) (Unfinished to be continued.)