Repugnant Gateway

Anzheng's broken army sword was drawn from the ground and brought out a blood arrow.

An Zheng snorted coldly, grabbing with one hand. The hand directly penetrated the soil layer, and the big hand that was blurred out didn't know how deep it grabbed, and it grabbed the person under the hand. The man was still struggling halfway, the piano sound became messy but heavier.

"dead!"

An Zheng shouted and shattered the piano directly.

Generally speaking, this kind of relatively unpopular cultivation practice relies on strangeness that makes people unpredictable. If you do n’t know where the person who plays the piano is, it ’s okay, but once the position is determined, it is very likely that someone who is stronger than him will reverse the domineering means.

An Zheng didn't understand the merits of sound waves, nor the rhythm of the piano, but his cultivation ability was much deeper than the other party, and the realm was higher than the other party.

An Zheng grabbed the man out, and was actually the luthier in Xiping Inn.

An Zheng had seen this woman in Xun Zhiwen's wooden building, and she could see that this woman hated Xun Zhiwen. Therefore, An Zheng never thought that she was the first to come out to avenge Xun Zhiwen.

"You caught me a woman, what is the skill?"

The woman's appearance was excellent, but the thorn was distorted by pain. She looked at Anzheng and spoke with contempt in her eyes.

An Zheng said coldly: "A woman is your privilege ?!"

He lifted the woman high and slammed it to the ground. The woman's back hit the ground and the broken stones flew. She screamed in pain, not knowing that she had broken several vertebrae at once, and she could not move at that moment.

"Since you also think that women are weak, why are you so cruel to her?"

An Zheng pointed to Luo Hong tears who had been dying not far away, glaring at him.

The woman sneered: "She should die, you all deserve to die. Even if you are tortured in a more brutal way, I don't think it's too much."

Ann nodded: "You are right."

An Zheng stepped on the next foot and slammed it on the woman's chest. With a bang, the woman's chest collapsed immediately. The two masses of meat on his chest were crushed directly by Juli, and the minced meat flew out around him, crackling against the broken wood and the ground.

An Zheng kicked her away with another foot, grabbed the piano she fell beside, stretched her foot to hook the woman and kicked forward, leaning the woman's body against a big tree. Then, withdrawing his foot, he held the piano in his left hand, and pulled all the strings in his right hand, releasing them sharply.

With a hum, seven or eight strings were ejected, and seven or eight wounds were cut out of the woman. Her arms were cut directly by the strings.

At the broken arm, blood flowed.

"Don't kill him!"

In the distance there was an old man who stumbled over and wailed and begged: "I beg you not to kill her, she is also a hard worker."

Anzheng turned around fiercely, and saw that the old man named Ye Changkong ran over, a few meters away from Anzheng. The old man fell to his knees on the ground, and nodded to Anzheng: "I beg you Now, let her go, she is also a child of hardship. "

An Zheng looked at Ye Changkong, but the strings that had been pulled up stopped there.

Ye Changkong kowtowed and said, "I blame me, blame me, this is a sin debt! When he was robbed by Xun Zhiwen, I couldn't do it, and I tried hard to get her back from Xun Zhiwen. But I wo n’t practice, and naturally I ca n’t get it back. It ’s just that no one thought that she had eaten so much hardship under Xun Zhiwen, but she finally fell in love with the beast. I beg you, I beg you to let go Past her. "

An Zheng shook his head: "I let her go? I let her go, the white boy killed by her, Luo Hong tears and Luohu who were about to die, how can I explain to them! Because of her pity, I must let her go ? Poor people must be forgiven for doing evil ?! "

Ye Changkong just kowtowed, Lao Tears: "Please, please kill me, I am willing to trade her life for her life."

An Zheng said: "You didn't kill anyone, why should I kill you?"

Ye Changkong begged hard: "It's all a life, and I'm willing to die to repay the evil she has done and repay the debt she owes."

Anzheng just shook his head: "If a person makes a mistake, he is responsible for the mistake he has made. If a person has done evil, he will have to pay for the evil he has done."

Ye Changkong stood up fiercely: "Well, then please give me a chance to be a father to protect my daughter. Although I am not a practitioner, I am not a crippled body. I cannot watch my own daughter. Killed by you. Now you give me a chance to fight, I will appreciate you. "

The three stars in An Zheng's left eye spun quickly, but how to think that the old man was not a practitioner.

"You are not a spiritual practitioner, why?"

"Please understand the feelings of a father. I will challenge you now. I heard that practitioners are all Lutheran people. If someone challenges themselves, they must face it. Although I am not a practitioner, I am not afraid of death. Before you kill my daughter, kill me first. "

He strode forward and picked up a wooden stick from the ground that had been cut off by the sound of the piano. It was more than a meter long and rushed towards An Zheng: "Release my daughter!"

An Zheng looked at the old man who was rushing towards himself, and suddenly there was pain in his heart. How could he fight against such a father? Not to mention that the other party is not a practitioner, even if it is a practitioner, this debt will not be repaid by Ye Changkong.

However, Ye Changkong didn't stop. He lifted the wooden stick and smashed it towards Anzheng's head: "Let her go!"

An Zheng took a step back, avoiding Ye Changkong's stick: "You don't want to shoot anymore. I said, people have to pay the price if they do something wrong."

Ye Changkong said: "But I must save her."

The stick dancing was full of vigour, but there was no rules, let alone the power of cultivation. This old man has a good night's sleep. But no matter how good the body is, there is no power to cultivate it, how many pounds of strength is there on the stick?

After An Zheng avoided several times, Ye Changkong was already breathless. He lowered his body to breathe, then took a deep breath and stood up again to rush to Anzhen: "Even if I'm exhausted, I won't let you kill her. She is my daughter. No one else in this world except me. Protect her. "

An Zheng evaded again. After several consecutive times, he reached out and grabbed Ye Changkong's stick: "You don't want to shoot!"

Ye Changkong didn't get the stick back after catching it several times. He suddenly fell on Anzheng and hugged Anzheng.

It was at this moment that An Zheng felt death.

If it is not that the celestial eye of Anzheng is still above the sky, if it is not that Anzheng ’s perception of death is stronger than those who have not died, then Anzheng may be dead. An indescribable amount of violent violence came from behind Anzheng, and at this time, Anzheng was embraced by the old man, and his attention was on Ye Changkong.

That force is violent and savage.

The sacred fish scales of Anzheng were automatically separated and blocked behind Anzheng. The 30 sacred fish scales were put down like thirty heavy gates. In the banging sound, the gate reached the sky dome and entered the earth. , Thick and strong.

boom!

Even if the scale of the holy fish is strong enough to be called the most perfect defensive weapon in the world, but that strength still blasts the scale of the holy fish out. The wind of the club swept over, and a forest at least a dozen miles in front was directly destroyed. As soon as the stick wind passed, the earth was swept up to a depth of at least three meters, advancing in unison, and the bulldozer rolled forward with the waves.

This stick directly changed the landscape.

Not to mention the dozens of Linzi, even the firm and flat official road outside the Linzi was lifted off. The earth waves swept forward, rolling thicker and thicker, advancing at an extraordinary speed, and stopped at least a few miles away. When the wind of the stick stopped, there was an earth hill hundreds of meters away.

And the most terrible thing is that even after the stick wind, even the soil was destroyed. The soil was crushed by the force of the wind and turned into dry and lifeless sand, as small as dust. The earth mountain looks very big, but another hurricane may blow it away.

That is a force of extinction.

An Zheng suddenly remembered that when he was in Cangman Mountain, there was a master who besieged him, using a stick.

He turned suddenly, but he didn't see anyone.

The monkey stood tens of meters behind An Zheng, holding a wooden stick in both hands. Where it looks like a monkey, it is clearly a strong practitioner. And the monkey's eyes looking at An Zheng, as always, were hatred and fear.

An Zheng suddenly understood that the person who shot himself that day was not a person at all, no wonder that he did not find the right person along the way. Although Ye Changkong can't practice, the strength of the monkey has already surpassed Damanchu.

Although An Zheng could not understand, how a person who could not practice could tame such a monkey, but this is no longer important.

"It looks like hatred and horror in my eyes because it has long since seen who I am, right."

An Zheng looked at Ye Changkong with a sneer and said, "And you actually know who I am when I see me. I vaguely remember that when I was in the Ming Fa Division, there was a strange record in the rivers and lakes, which recorded a Strange person. He said that he ca n’t practice, but he has a strong ability to comprehend all kinds of exercises. So many masters have found him admirably, hoping to get his guidance to improve his realm. "

"Unexpectedly, you actually trained a monkey with your own talents. The monkey treats you as a master, and it is mentally insufficient after all, so it is easier for you to control."

Ye Changkong struggled to stand up, but An Zheng's foot was too heavy and almost killed him.

An Zheng said coldly: "You were so tired of being so miserable just now. I was almost deceived by you. That's not your daughter at all. Even your daughter, you I just want to use her to divert my attention and cover up the fatal blow of your monkey. People like you are no longer human. "

Ye Changkong laughed, actually supporting An Zheng instead of arguing.

"Although I can't practice, my life is connected to its life. It doesn't die, nor do I die."

Ye Changkong laughed so proudly, even if he looked very embarrassed: "I just didn't expect that you are more cunning than before. Fang Zheng ... Since you have seen through, then fight again. I want to see if you survive The second generation, is it still invincible ?! "