Repugnant Gateway

An Zheng determined that Dongyan Taiyan was intercepted by Grisang Sang's notice. Anyone who appears in front of him may be the same, even if he is a practitioner from the Central Plains. For Han Haizong, An Zheng still knows a little bit, because he was very familiar with Xu Meidai.

Xu Meidai ’s Tian Hao Palace has always been the first ancestor in the southwest of Daxi, and because of his long second, Han Haizong ’s people are all resentful, but they dare not provoke the Tian Hao Palace. Everyone knows what temperament Xu Meidai is. If anyone dares to bully the female disciples under her door, she will continue to chase down and die without end.

So when the group of people claiming to be Han Haizong appeared, An Zheng was relieved.

Today should be very lively, to kill more than Che Xianguo people.

The man named Tie Shengxing was stupid and stupidly messed up. If he didn't say what he did for the prince himself, Anzheng wouldn't be able to figure out who they were selling for. Well now, idiots don't resort to their own way.

I had planned to see how many people were going to kill myself, and suddenly decided not to leave.

Just stopped in this Taoyuan, waiting for them to come.

An Zheng broke Tie Shengxing's neck and threw the body out. He casually broke a peach tree branch and drew a circle on the ground, a circle as big as five meters. He stood in the middle of the circle, and suddenly remembered how he was waiting for the group of villains to come when he was living in the Forbidden City.

"I am here, you come to kill."

Rest assured!

The last time, An Zheng held a hatchet with countless gaps around his waist and used thousands of silver as bait to attract a group of rogues. This time, those people figured out not gold and silver jewelry, but the fate of peace.

Those Han Haizong disciples who came with Tie Shengxing looked at each other, but no one dared to start. The strength of Tie Shengxing is still unbearable. Of course, these people have self-knowledge. Someone took a firework-like object from his arms and hit the sky, and soon there was a response in the distance.

Not long after, at least a hundred people from the Hanhaizong came on a fierce ride on the monster beast, led by Situ Xiong. Among the Hanhai Sects, the most powerful is Sect Master Yang Qianfan, and the second one is his brother Situ Daye. At the beginning, the master of the Hanhai Sect was to pass the position of the master to his own disciple, Stuart Daye. However, during the competition, Situ Daye was defeated.

However, there are also legends that Yang Qianfan won because he asked Situ Daye to drink alcohol in the first night of the competition and took medicine in the wine. And on the second day, which was the day of the suzerain's inheritance, he challenged Situ Daye in the face of the sect, and won.

What happened in fact, no one knows outsiders. However, it is said that the relationship between Yang Qianfan and Situ Daye is not bad. At least, he is always at ease with outsiders, and Situ Daye also shows respect and obedience to the new suzerain.

"Just this person?"

Situ Xiong, sitting on the back of the monster, narrowed his eyes, looked at Anzheng, and then asked, "Where is Tie Shengxing? Why didn't you kill this person to meet me?"

His men quickly came over and answered, "Tie Shengxing has been killed by him."

Situ Xiong's face changed, and he couldn't take it lightly. He looked at the men he brought, and there were many people stronger than Tie Shengxing.

"Four of you, slaughter him in the past!"

Situ Xiong commanded loudly: "Kill him, everyone will get a gold spirit stone!"

An Zheng whispered in the circle and said that his head was not worth much.

The four masters under Situ Xiong looked at each other and then moved forward neatly. The strength of these four people is above Tie Shengxing, and when they go out to do things on weekdays, all four people join forces and can exert more power. Now when dealing with a teenager who looks less than 20 years old, there is probably no problem if the four of them join forces.

Four people surrounded in four directions, one with an iron whip, one with a long sword, one with a broad sword, and one with an iron rod.

"Together, kill him and leave as soon as possible. It has been noticed here."

Situ Xiong urged.

The man with the iron rod is the most anxious. The first one rushed over, jumped into the air, and the iron rod fell directly. The seemingly uncommon iron rod suddenly grew larger when it fell, and smashed into Anzheng's head like a huge pillar.

"You are too small!"

An Zheng suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled a peach tree out of Xue Peizhu's bracelet. Every peach tree here is tens of thousands of years old, ridiculously big. An Zheng held out a big tree and went out. The power of cultivation instantly filled the tree up and down, and struck hard with the iron rod. The practitioner who used the iron rod was like a lightning strike, and the iron rod and the peach tree were knocked off at the instant of contact, and his body began to explode, starting with the hands holding the iron rod, arms and shoulders. To the head, then the whole body.

The exploding blood mist spewed out, and there was an exclamation immediately.

A Han Haizong disciple lowered his voice and trembled, saying: "Uncle Chang Shi is the master of Daman Realm, was he just killed ?!"

"It's ... it's terrifying. I've seen the shot of Uncle Chang, the iron rod has the might of turning the river and the sea, how could that guy be killed by a big tree?"

The three people who had been moving forward stopped suddenly, and the four men were trained between Bozhong and Zhong. They were directly smashed into mud with iron rods. If they rushed up, they might be the same. The three people looked back at Situ Xiong and found Situ Xiong's face unusually ugly.

Situ Xiong shouted loudly: "If you stand back, take care of the rules!"

The remaining three people looked at each other again, all with the same meaning in their eyes. Anyway, it's all dead, it's better to fight.

"Go together!"

Shouted with a long sword, and then a sword split. A ten-meter-long sword mandrel was thrown from his long sword, and like Changhong, he slashed directly to Anzheng's head. At the same time as he shot, he used a broad knife to shoot from behind An Zheng. The broad knife swept across, and a thick half-moon-shaped knife chopped out, straight to An Zheng's waist. And the one with the iron whip threw the iron whip in his hand, and then his hands were sealed.

When his hands were finished printing, the iron whip just fell. He grabbed the iron whip with both hands and slammed it down on the ground. At the same time, countless steel guns came out of An Zheng.

The three masters of Grand Manchuria shot at the same time, and with the tacit understanding, naturally it is not trivial. However, the huge gap in strength is not filled with tacit agreement, it is not a small ditch, but a grand canyon.

Anzheng shook the big tree violently, and countless peach tree leaves flew out immediately, like the snow in the sky. But when the leaves of the peach tree fell, the practitioner with a long sword had only one skeleton shelf left. Each peach leaf is like the sharpest blade. After the blizzard sweeps through, the practitioners with long swords have no time to defend. The blade was sliced ​​layer by layer, but in the blink of an eye, a person was stripped of flesh.

An Zheng lifted the big tree while lifting his left foot and slamming down!

Under this foot, the earth shivered. The steel guns thrust from the foot of Anzheng were like being pressed back again by a huge and extremely heavy mountain. When the steel gun broke, it was pushed back. And those steel guns that were pressed back stabbed from the feet of people who used iron whips. The practitioner was not yet clear about what was going on. A steel gun pierced from under his crotch and pierced from the head of the brain.

There was only one with a broad blade, and the half-moon-shaped blade light came in an instant. An Zheng held the big tree down with his right arm, and grabbed it with his left hand raised. But if the enemy attacked and attacked the weapon, it would be a slash of light. However, An Zheng seemed to be stupid, and directly grabbed the light that swept across.

There was magic power in Anzheng's palm. He actually grabbed the knife light, and then his wrist shook. The knifelight circled around Anzheng and flew back. With the lessons learned from the past, practitioners with broad swords have taken precautions. Seeing his knife light come back, he left to avoid the flash, and when it was safe, he slashed out again to block.

But his knife light was grabbed by An Zheng and then thrown back, his strength and speed were more than twice stronger than before!

He wanted to react, but he couldn't react with it!

A huge half-moon-shaped knife flashed by, sweeping past the practitioner's waist. Because the knife was too fast, there was not even a trace of blood, and the practitioner even kept an avoidance posture. After retreating one step back, the upper body and the lower body were suddenly disconnected, the blood began to spray, and the **** and thick organs in the stomach spilled out of the brain.

The body separated after one step, and the blood spattered and the lower body immediately became red.

An Zheng stretched out his hand, and all three magic instruments flew back. He casually threw them into the blood-pearl bracelet, and gave him his broken army sword. These three magic instruments are not good things. Feeding Brojun Sword is better than nothing.

In an instant, all four masters of Hanhaizong were killed, and even Anzheng's clothes were not touched.

Situ Xiong's face was ugly to the extreme, and he finally understood why the man would say that he was not an opponent of the struggle. He could also kill those four men, but he couldn't be as easy as Anzheng. This is where his four men murdered. It was clear that he slammed into the past and committed suicide.

But at this moment, Situ Xiong rides a tiger.

He sat on the monster and began to think, what should he do?

"Are you coming?"

An Zheng pointed to the circle he had drawn: "I'm here and I won't go anywhere. Since you are here to kill me, why bother?"

Situ Xiong turned to look at his men: "If anyone goes to kill him, I will give four gold spirit stones!"

The four gold spirit stones are indeed very tempting, but they are more important without their own lives. The rest are not as good as those who died before, and are still a generation of younger generation. Let them follow their predecessors Yaowu Yangwei okay, counting on them to kill Anzheng?

Situ Xiong's face was blue and white for a while, and he didn't want to lose face, so he pointed to An Zheng and said, "You let me in and I go in? Why should I listen to you? Who knows if there are any strange things in your circle I let you out. Are you out ?! "

An Zheng took a step forward: "Come out."

Situ Xiong: "..."

It seems that this should not be the case.