Repugnant Gateway

When An Zheng and Chen Shaobai entered the city, it was almost midnight, but the city was still brightly lit. There were soldiers patrolling back and forth holding torches, Anzheng holding two night fork umbrellas and Chen Shaobai standing on the city wall and looking down.

Even if Fengyu City is the northern town of Zhao State, there is no need to be nervous.

Chen Shaobai smiled: "Guess if we will hit any luck."

An Zheng nodded: "Looking at this posture, if it wasn't for Wang Zhao's sudden arrival in Fengyu City, he would not be able to explain it. It seems that Wang Zhao was really moved about Yan Guo this time. "

Chen Shaobai: "So you have something to do tonight, to solve your worries for your little brother who is a Yan Wang, there is nothing better than killing Zhao Wang directly."

An Zheng shook his head: "Wang Zhao cannot kill."

Chen Shaobai slightly stunned: "Why can't it be killed? After killing King Zhao, Zhao Guoqun has no head, how could it be possible to fight against Yan Guo. Killing one person and saving the two countries is a worthwhile business."

An Zheng said: "I'll go down to see the situation first, you can play as you please."

Chen Shaobai handed the Yasha mother umbrella to Anzheng: "I thought I would rarely play with you?"

An Zheng took over and jumped directly from the city wall twenty to thirty meters high.

Chen Shaobai: "Be careful ... my umbrella."

Anzheng came down from the wall and did not dare to move too quickly. If the guess is correct, Wang Zhao has really moved from Yecheng to Fengyu City, so now there must be masters in Fengyu City. Among the sixteen kingdoms, Zhao has the largest number of practitioners and monks.

Although there is no single-minded deterrence in the family, the Zhao State Court paid special attention to the relationship with the practitioners, so the practitioners of Zhao State have always been very active in calling the Zhao State Court. King Zhao ’s rewards for practitioners have always been generous, otherwise his few sons might have been beaten to death so long ago.

Without a single ancestor, Zhao Guo ’s rivers and lakes were extremely confused. A few first-class ancestors did n’t accept anyone, and everyone wanted to be the king ’s closest river and lake power, so it is inevitable to fight. However, this is exactly the situation that King Zhao likes to see. In the first place, these ancestors compete with the court for favor, and secondly, they can let them restrain each other.

This is instead a kind of stable stability. These rivers and lakes want to perform in front of King Zhao, so they compete for performance.

An Zheng walked straight down the street, toward the most densely lit area. On the streets are Zhao Jun's elite. Those soldiers wearing iron armor and sharp weapons walked on the street with a cold murderous spirit.

These soldiers are very different, and everyone does not seem to express their own feelings. Patrolling in such a bitter cold night, they were expressionless and could not see any complaints.

The closer to the most densely lit area, the tighter the defense. An Zheng noticed that there are many practitioners stationed at each intersection, and the practitioners at each intersection do not belong to the same sect.

An Zheng suddenly understood, King Zhao is definitely a king who really knows how to control various forces. What a simple and seemingly childish method, can make these rivers and lakes fight for it.

King Zhao must have made a promise, the more powerful or loyal to the court, the closer he can stay closer to King Zhao. On the surface, this looks boring, and it is indeed very naive. However, it really works, because those rivers and lakes will compare!

My door is under the nearest place of King Zhao. What about your door?

An Zheng couldn't help but sigh, with Xiaoqidao's current ability, there really was no way to compete with King Zhao.

So An Zheng looked at the place where the most densely lit area was less than two hundred meters away, and he changed his mind. He put the yaksha mother umbrella away and showed his tracks directly on the street.

In just an instant, the practitioners at the intersection not far away heard a cry of exclamation.

"who!"

"Where did the juniors dare to approach the restricted area!"

"who are you?!"

At least four or five practitioners discovered the dispute at the same time, and then issued a warning. After a while, at least 17 or 8 practitioners appeared from all around, instantly encircling An Zheng. From a further distance, the squadrons of the squadron began to gather towards this side. In the large courtyard in the distance, the horn of warning sounded.

An Zheng just stood quietly and looked at everything around him, and seemed to have no fear at all. Those practitioners of Zhao State were facing great enemies. Within a few minutes, they had already gathered no fewer than two hundred people. The number of armor was even more alarming. Within a few minutes, several nearby streets were blocked.

At least six or seven practitioners walked out of the compound quickly, and their status was not low from their clothes. These people seem to be the oldest around 60 years old, and the younger ones are also between 40 and 50 years old.

"who are you?"

The one who walked at the forefront seemed to be about 60 years old, but the old man was up and down, but he was sturdy and burly, he walked at a great pace, and his posture was a very short-tempered person.

"I am Anzheng."

An Zheng ’s answer was simple and straightforward: “Yan Guo ’s security struggle.”

The old man's complexion obviously changed, because the name An Zheng was absolutely no stranger to Yan Guo's neighbor Zhao Guo. Moreover, the daughter of Wang Zhao, Su Qingnuan, the queen mother of Yan, died in this struggle.

"You madman!"

The old man was immediately angry: "You are the enemy of my Zhao, dare to appear here! Say, are you conspiracy against my king!"

An Zheng shook his head: "You don't have the momentum to speak so loudly, and you are not at the forefront because you cultivate the strongest position and the highest, but only because you want to express yourself in a hurry. Among the people, you are also the lowest one. Why should I say more to you, your level is not enough. "

The old man was furious: "I scrapped you first, and then caught Wang Zhao!"

He rushed forward, and when he lifted his hand, he grabbed Anzhen's throat.

But there was obviously a hesitation in his movements, because he was waiting for someone to stop himself. But it is a pity, who is not an old fox who can be mixed with a master? He thought someone would stop himself, but everyone was watching the excitement. Since he was willing to test Anzhen's strength first, how could the rest stop him.

So at this moment, the old man regretted it.

There was a contemptuous smile on An Zheng's lips: "Don't dare to try, and have no confidence to come up with the limelight. Even if you are old, there is no higher way out."

The old man was forced to a near desperation and could only shoot.

"Kill you to avenge my Princess Zhao Guo!"

A powerful force spewed out from the palm of the old man. He had heard too many rumors about security, so one shot was to go all out and not dare to take it lightly.

Anzheng just stood there quietly, without even moving. As soon as the old man shot, he felt the strength of the other party from the power of the cultivation, so he didn't take this person in his eyes at all. Judging from the strength of cultivation, this old man is about the second grade of Xiaoman Realm, which is comparable to security in the realm.

However, under the same realm, there is no need to care about security.

Pulling the force that seemed to violently tear the mountain and rock, he directly hit An Zheng, but An Zheng didn't even move.

"I'm here to see King Zhao, I don't want to do it."

An Zheng said lightly.

The old man said angrily: "Also said that you are not plotting wrong, how do you know that King Zhao is here!"

With one move, the contention was unscathed, and he didn't even move. How could he not be afraid or angry? So when I asked, there was not much confidence.

An Zheng gave him a look: "Fool."

The old man froze for a moment, and suddenly realized that he was immediately annoyed. He knew that he might not be the opponent of the struggle, but now he has to continue to shoot. Being humiliated by An An in front of so many people, if you are so patient, then you will not be confused in the future.

But he raised his hand for the second time, and hadn't had time to perform his best skill, and suddenly felt a tight neck.

He was shocked to find that An Zheng was standing half a meter away from him, and An Zheng's left hand was pinching his neck. But he didn't react at all a moment ago. If An Zheng is willing, he is dead now.

An Zheng raised the old man with one hand in the horrified sight of everyone. He pinched the old man's neck. The old man's blood couldn't run, and he seemed to be softened, his body slumped like a big ball.

An Zheng looked at the person opposite and said, "Once again, I came to see King Zhao instead of killing. If you think that seeing King Zhao is not good, I will step back and ask for the second, killing is good."

He dumped the old man casually and flew directly two hundred meters away. The old man was unable to recover his strength on the road flying over two hundred meters. His qi and blood were closed at the moment just by Anzheng's cultivation force, and he fell out.

With a bang, the old man's body hit **** the far wall and was directly embedded in it.

"Such a weak and idiot is not qualified to stand in front of me."

An Zheng looked at the few remaining practitioners who were obviously in good standing and said, "Who do you think is qualified to talk to me, go one step forward? If not, trouble you to report to King Zhao. National Public Security strives to see. "

He pointed to the brightly lit place in the distance: "If none of you are willing to make an announcement, I will go."

After speaking, An Zheng broke a step forward.

"Bold!"

"Arrogance!"

The two shouted at the same time.

One is a middle-aged man who looks forty years old standing directly opposite An Zheng. In the cold weather, he still had a folding fan in his hand. Wearing a gown that looks like a royal blue, a little more temperament than the old man who shot before.

The other is an old man who swept from a distance. This old man is special because he is an eunuch. The costumes on his body have already announced his identity, and the old face full of femininity is even more disgusting.

"The land of Zhao, how can we allow others to be arrogant ?!"

The old man fell in front of everyone and glared at An Zheng: "Even if you are the protector of the Yan Kingdom, you are just an outsider here. If you follow the rules, you are a distant guest. If you don't follow the rules, you are the enemy. Don't be so arrogant. , You will call the wind and rain again in Yan Guo, and Zhao Guo does not need to give you much face. "

An Zheng: "These words are tough, but your qualifications are not enough."

The old eunuch's face was originally very white, at this time his face was even whiter.

He clasped his hands in both hands: "The purpose of the king, since An Guogong came from afar, of course I have to see it. But my Zhao is a ceremonial state, and of course I want to welcome the original guests through the way. You separate the two sides and see if An Guogong has the courage to do so. Go over. If Anguo is brave, then the king is waiting for you in front. "

As soon as he waved his hands, the practitioners immediately separated the two sides, staring at Anzheng.

Both sides are full of practitioners, and their attitude is very clear. If you want to see King Zhao, you will have to fight through this road!

Ann sighed slowly, and then moved forward.

There are hundreds of meters long on the road, and there are dozens of master-level practitioners standing on both sides!

"The road is a little shorter."

An Zheng said while walking: "Make me think that Zhao Guo is nobody."

In an instant, everyone's face was white, and everyone wanted to tear Anzhan's hands away now.