Repugnant Gateway

Dozens of practitioners with good strength at the main level are separated on both sides, and a passage is given in the middle. This channel is less than two meters wide. For these practitioners, the distance of two meters wide is not considered a distance at all.

Anzheng has to face every gatekeeper, and maybe even the joint efforts of these gatekeepers.

But Anzheng still has no regrets and still steps forward.

Among the crowd, Chen Shaobai, holding a night fork umbrella, scolded an idiot in his heart and was ready to shoot at any time.

The two gatekeepers standing at the forefront, one looks fifty years old, short stature, but the two arms are particularly thick. It can be judged at a glance that this person's cultivation is on one hand. Anzheng did not meet such practitioners and did not cultivate any magic instruments, but cultivated his own physical body.

There was no fear when Anzheng was first met, let alone now?

"Wei Anzong, Xiao Yang."

The old man clasped his fists casually and said hello, and then made a gesture of asking: "The old man first asked the famous Dayan to protect the country, and the Sect Master Tian Qi fought over it."

An Zheng also clenched his fist as a salute, and then took a step forward.

Suddenly, the old man moved, before Anzheng had stepped into the passage between the two rows of people. And his shot is really a real shot. Because his two arms were separated from his shoulders, they ran towards Anzheng like two short dragons.

The specific position of the body can be separated, and it is not the first time Anzheng has seen it.

Those two arms, a dozen face to face, and a dozen belly to face. As the saying goes, the art industry specializes. This old man named Xiao Yang has practiced on both arms all his life, showing how powerful it is.

An Zheng shot, the left hand grabbed the arm attacking the lower abdomen, and the right hand grabbed the arm attacking the face gate.

The feeling was as if it had stopped two mountains that bumped into each other. This terrifying intensity, even if the contention of Anzheng was really broken, was broken.

However, Anzheng is not just as simple as copper walls and iron walls.

Those two arms were grabbed by An Zheng, and the onlookers whispered subconsciously. Everyone knows how horrible Xiao Yang ’s arms are, and those who have played against Xiao Yang are more clear. Although it seems that Xiao Yang ’s offensive method is slightly monotonous, when the power reaches a terrible point, there is no need for fancy. Said.

And the rumors of Anzheng are only sixteen or seventeen-year-olds. How strong can they be even if they are strong again? Therefore, when you heard the rumors of Anzheng in the past, most of you would think that this young man had something to support in the back, and the luck was extremely good.

When An Zheng grabbed those two arms, everyone froze for a moment.

"How can this be?"

"That punch can break the mountains and rivers!"

However, although he was caught, Xiao Yang's face only changed slightly, and he quickly regained his confidence: "It is admirable. It is extremely difficult to block the old man's blow at this age."

His words fell, his left fist suddenly opened, and a powerful force in his palm surged out.

【Tiger Roar】

That powerful cultivation force formed a tiger's head, which was close to materialization, and opened the big mouth of the blood basin to bite towards Anzhen. At this distance, at this speed, An Zheng had almost no reaction time. If it was changed to someone else, he must have been bitten off his head.

Everyone was shocked and said that Xiao Yang actually concealed the killing trick. I used to be very strong when I saw him in the past.

The tiger's head bite into Anzheng's throat, and Anzheng's eyes were stern.

The action of the tiger's head suddenly slowed down a bit, and a violent temperature suddenly felt. However, An Zheng clearly couldn't free his hands, both of them grabbed Xiao Yang's arms.

That is the pupil technique of Anzheng, the power that has just gained in the secret realm. If you are a practitioner of Ascension Realm, even if you are a first-grade practitioner of Xumi Realm, Anzheng doesn't need to take a shot at all, just look at it with this fiery pupil technique, and the other party will turn into ashes.

Of course, this can't stop the trick of a small Manchurian practitioner, but it can be enough to slow down this trick.

Behind Anzheng appeared Thunder Dragon phantom, biting down the tiger that was about to bite Anzheng. There was an electric current in Thunder Dragon's teeth, and after crushing the tiger's head, the electric current directly poured into the tiger's head. In the sound of thorns, the tiger's head was directly crushed.

Thunder Dragon's big mouth closed, and the tiger's head was torn apart with a click.

An Zheng Lengheng: "Big insects are also insects."

But at this time, Xiao Yang's right hand should also be opened, and a more violent force of cultivation would surge out. An Zheng's eyes looked at Xiao Yang's right hand, and Lei Long then threw it again. Haoran's overbearing power of thunder and lightning didn't wait for the tiger to pounce out of it, and he directly wiped it out in his palm.

Not far away, Xiao Yang screamed in pain, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Waste your arms!"

An Zheng snorted coldly, and the fiery purple sun appeared on the left hand, and the purple electricity wrapped around the right hand. In only one moment, those two arms that were harder than steel, one was directly burned to ashes by Ziri, and the other was directly smashed into fragments by Zidian.

With a thump, Xiao Yang fell to the ground. Both arms were scrapped at the same time, and his repairs for nearly a hundred years are considered scrapped. If An Zheng is willing, killing him at this time is easy.

But sometimes, not killing can deter opponents better than killing.

An Zheng clapped his hands and clapped the ashes.

He didn't look at the old man lying dead on the ground, and moved forward.

"In the early days of Xiaoman Realm Sanpin, it took almost a hundred years for spiritual practice to reach this state, why bother?"

An Zheng said arrogantly: "I have practiced for ten years, and it's easy to break through your centuries."

The man in his forties who stood opposite Xiao Yang's face was constantly changing, and he didn't dare to shoot after a long silence. He knew that he was not Xiao Yang's opponent, and even if he shot, he would only be ashamed of himself. He made a please gesture and turned away.

Because this person knew very well that he retreated without a fight and would no longer be eligible to stand next to King Zhao. Not to mention standing next to King Zhao, there may never be a chance to stand on the rivers and lakes of Zhao State again. However, he knew more clearly that if he shot himself, he was afraid that the end would be even worse than Xiao Yang. If he is allowed to make a choice, he would rather leave Zhao State than be abandoned or repaired.

As the master of a door, face is of course important, but more important than face is being alive.

One move, one person abolished and one person scared off.

An Zheng walked to stand between the two people who took the second place, and looked at the two people left and right.

The old man standing on the left smirked and smiled, clenching his fists towards An Zheng: "Sect Master Tiantai, Lin Erlun."

An Zhengang just wanted to say please enlighten me, Lin Erlun held a fist towards the beautiful woman who looked like she was in her thirties. , I will give it to Sect Master Chu first. "

Although the beautiful woman looked a little fuller, she still had a charm that made the man irresistible. Especially the towering chest is so spectacular. It's just that the body moves a little bit, and the two large groups of things will jump up and down, which is simply an eye-catching weapon.

And she is tall, at least one meter seven or more, and the skeleton is very large, so it is slightly rich. However, her chest, thighs, and long hips are rounded, and she has all the advantages of stimulating a man.

But everyone on Zhao Guojiang and Lake knew that this woman could not be harassed. When someone rubbed her shoulders and touched her butt, she wiped out this person's Nine Clan. When someone was fighting with her, she only said that a woman can't do it, and she was directly dumped eight pieces. The last time Zhao Guojiang and Hu Zongmen discussed swords, she played, and no one was willing to fight her. Not just because she is a woman, but also because she is an unaffordable woman.

The tall woman sneered: "Coward."

She clenched her fists in both hands: "Linglong Gate Master, Chu Yingnan asked Master Anzong for advice."

As soon as her words were finished, An Zheng suddenly came to her. The Broken Sword didn't know when it appeared, and the tip of the sword pointed at Chu Yingnan's throat.

Anzheng took a step back and clenched his fists with his hands: "Sneak attack succeeded, not what the big husband did. But at this time, Anzhan had to see King Zhao, so he was offended. If the Chumen Lord shot, Anzheng might not be able to win."

Chu Yingnan's face changed constantly, and after a long silence he clenched his fists: "If you lose, you lose. Thank you Sect Master An for giving me this woman's face. It makes me lose so shamelessly."

She turned away: "This open-minded man named Anzheng, is by no means the kind of ruthless person who has made rumors. From today, if someone encourages me to kill Anzheng, I will kill first."

An Zheng turned his head to look at the old guy: "Sect Master Lin, please enlighten me."

The old man named Lin Erlun is more than 160 years old and has already passed the age of fighting in person. But his energy is still vigorous. Although he retired to the second line in Zongmenli, as long as there are beautiful girls in the main gate, he will definitely come out and try to get the girls out of his way.

Over the years, I do not know how many people have been blamed by him.

Lin Erlun thought for a while, he determined that he was not a rival for the struggle. Both he and Chu Yingnan are the pinnacle of the third grade of Xiaomanjing, which is a little bit better than the pale white Xiao Yang before. It is no problem to win Xiao Yang, but it will never be as easy as fighting for peace. Moreover, An Zheng had already succeeded in killing Chu Yingnan just now.

He clenched his fists: "I'm willing to admit ..."

Before the loser in the back had spoken, Anzheng's broken army sword arrived: "Thank you Sect Master Lin for your enlightenment."

In an instant, Linerlun summoned three defensive magic weapons, and condensed all the power of cultivation in front of him. At the same time, he backed off abruptly, drawing a dozen circles with his hands in a row, and the cultivation force formed a turbulent attempt to lead the broken army sword.

However, no matter what was in front of him, the route of the Broken Sword straight ahead had not changed. In front is the magic weapon, pierce. The front is the power to repair, pierce. In front is an old man, pierced.

The struggle for the second grade of Xiaomanjing and the killing of Lin Erlun at the peak of the third grade of Xiaomanjing also has no pressure at all. Broken Army Sword went all the way forward, pierced the magic weapon, pierced the power of cultivation, and pierced Lin Erlun's heart.

Anzhen's sword was drawn, and when it was withdrawn, it exploded in Lin Erlun's body, and a shocking blood hole was directly exploded. Looking at the fallen body, An Zheng shook his head: "Heart is poisonous, it is still the same in front of women, and I don't know how sick it can be in front of men."

What An Zheng didn't know was that when Chu Yingnan was young, Lin Erlun wanted to dominate her. If it wasn't for the thought of being blocked by Jianghu's predecessors at that time, Chu Yingnan might not have the current status of Jianghu, and might have sunk or been killed after being harmed by Lin Erlun.

It has been many years since Lin Erlun thought of Chu Yingnan, but he was not weaker than him, and he had no chance. So he has been very angry, always looking for opportunities to teach Chu Yingnan. That was his first female disciple who dared to reject him for so many years as the master of the rivers and lakes.

An Zheng looked at the body on the ground and kicked away.

"A woman, not worthy of death in front of me."

He moved on.

"next!"