Repugnant Gateway

The next day, Liang Anzheng and Du Shoushen arrived at the place where Fang Tanzhi taught. Both were a little curious. The place where a big man teaches and teaches is called Ning Gu Ge.

But after arriving at the place, the two talents understood why. As soon as they entered the courtyard, a large sculpture was placed in the middle. The strange shape made people want to scold the mother.

There is a cylindrical thing in the middle, with eyes, big eyes, and **** double eyelids in a circle.

A circle of big eyes looked around, the scene could scare people.

There were no people in the yard yet. Both An Zheng and Du Shou Shou could walk around freely when they arrived, and they stood in the yard. Both people have a creepy illusion, no matter where they stand, there is always an eye on the pillar looking at themselves.

"Ning Eye Pavilion ..."

Du Shoushou sighed: "Damn it's just staring."

An Zhengpo laughed out loud, and when he was about to speak, he saw a cold-faced young man wearing a first-class disciple's uniform walked in with his hands on his back. He glanced at An Zheng, then at Du Shou, and then shook his head.

"The old guy's vision is getting worse."

Du Skinny's anger burst into a sudden, almost the whole person caught fire. This is not the first time that he and Anzheng have entered this kind of place. Of course, they all know that no matter what Zongmen Academy, old disciples have the habit of bullying new people.

The first is Liwei to show his status, and the second is to facilitate instigation later.

Generally speaking, this kind of thing will not be inquired by the gentleman, as long as it is not too excessive, the gentleman will pretend to turn a blind eye. This guy was provocative as soon as he came in. Obviously, he wanted to let Anzheng know that they wanted to be a man with their tails. But whether it is An Zheng or Du Shou, which one is used to being a man with his tail?

"I think I had a problem with my vision. Idiots with intellectual disabilities are taking them under my door."

Du Shouxi returned lukewarmly, looking at the young man and saying, "You open your mouth, old guy, it seems that you have a lot of resentment against your husband."

"It's really not small."

The man walked over to the pillar and stood, leaning his shoulder against the pillar: "When I lived relaxedly and comfortably in other places, he had to poke me over, how could I have no complaint."

Both An Zheng and Du Shoushou knew that Mr. Fang Tanzhi's temperament. It is said that for a disciple he liked to run over and fight with other teachings, he beat the nose and bruises and then snatched the disciple.

And he is eclectic, and he is definitely not the first and second disciple. Last time, I didn't **** the last-ranked disciple under the gentleman's door. The sorrowful expression of that gentleman's face knew that the one who robbed was the most trashy one.

Now An Zheng and Du Shoushen still remember the disciple's name, called Qin Zhi.

Du Shoushou snorted coldly: "Which green onion are you?"

"My name is Qin Zhi."

The young man's answer made An Zhan and Du Shousheng stunned, and Du Shousheng laughed: "You are the guy who is the last one under the other gentleman's door? I finally saw it alive. No wonder you It ’s said that my husband ’s vision is not good, and I do n’t think so. ”

He smiled and nodded: "At this point, I have no dispute with you. I was also very angry when he was called from other gentlemen. I was sleeping in the classroom with unscrupulousness under the other gentlemen. Snoring is fine. I can skip classes, do whatever I want to do, and live a happy life. But he just wants to **** me over, and when I can beat him, I must beat him hard. . "

Du Shoushou picked his thumbs: "I support you."

He smiled and said, "You still don't understand what I mean. I mean, I can't beat Fang Fang, I need to wait for a while. But I can hit you anytime, anywhere."

Du Shou, who had just gone down, came up with a sudden anger: "Come here, Fatty will let you fight."

Leaning on the shoulders and leaving the pillar, he shook his head and walked towards Du Shoushen: "I really saw the person who took the initiative to fight for the first time."

Du Shoushou was just about to go up, An Zheng struck over and stood in front of Du Shoushou: "Don't fight."

The prosperity stopped and glanced at An Zheng: "Do you think I am the kind of person who will come over and bully when I see a new entry? If you think so, then you are right, I am still such a person. "

He moved suddenly, but the person was still standing there, and he didn't know what was moving.

Du Shoushen flew out behind An Zheng, but for unknown reasons. His back hit the courtyard wall heavily. It is reasonable to say that such a strong force will directly smash the surrounding wall, and people will have to fly out for a long time. However, the seemingly thin wall didn't move at all. Because of this, the back resistance was too great, so Du Shou was injured.

Wow, Du Shou thin spit blood.

He stood with his hands on the ground, and blood was still dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Grandson, strong enough."

Du Shou thin shook his shoulders, screamed and rushed towards the pro-burn. Zhizhan shook his head slightly: "People are stupid, I'm afraid I won't be smart to fight."

Anzheng's Purple Electric Blade was quickly released, trying to separate Qin Zhi from Du Shou. Although he can't see the real state of intimacy, he can be sure that he is far taller than himself and thinner than Du. If this fight goes on, I'm afraid it will be even worse. Just now, Du Shou flew with a pro-strike, and An Zheng didn't see it clearly.

"interesting."

The prosperous standing still didn't move there, but really saw a prosperous rushing past, the body transparently passed through the purple electric blade, unscathed to Du thin skin, and then punched in Du thin skin Face. This punch was so heavy that he directly broke the corners of Du's skinny mouth, and the blood flew out all over the air.

"I said stop playing."

An Zheng's body flashed toward the prosperity, and in all directions, countless purple electric blades swept toward the prosperity. The intimate eyes lighted up, and there was a smile in the corner of his mouth: "That's a bit interesting."

He still stood there and didn't move. The pro-surgery phantom who had played Du skinny before flew back and disappeared into the body of the prosperity. Seeing that the sky's purple electric blades swept over, the shadows of the prosperous body suddenly split out one by one, and each shadow greeted a purple electric blade, so he picked it up by hand.

Only a trance, hundreds of shadows caught hundreds of purple electric blades.

The prosperity reached out and pointed forward, hundreds of shadows rushed toward An Zheng with the shadow of An Zheng's purple electric blade. Anzheng quickly withdrew backwards. At the same time of the retreat, the non-word practice and the word practice immediately worked. But no matter how fast the security is, the distance to those shadows seems to be constantly shortened. Moreover, this place is extremely strange, the yard is not big, and Anzhan was surrounded before long.

[Thunderstorm! 】

An Zheng knew that he could not leave, and he did not want to hide his strength and was suppressed by this Fang Tanzhi's old disciple, so he had no reservation at this moment. Countless tumbling purple thunderbolts were released from Anzheng, and the power of the thunder rolled through the storm. At this time, Anzheng seemed to have become the sun, and the power of those thunders was light, thousands of ways!

As soon as all the phantoms holding the purple electric blade approached, they became faint, and soon began to be torn apart like shredded pieces of paper.

"Are you finally unwilling to retain strength?"

The intimate eyes lit up, and the smile in the corner of the mouth was gradually replaced by the fighting intention.

Those phantoms entered the thunderstorm's control and were quickly melted away. The purple electric blade released before was attracted back by Thunderstorm, and the power returned to Anzheng. The control range of Thunderstorm has become larger and larger.

"Your world?"

The fighting in my own eyes is getting stronger and stronger: "Mr. last night also said that you are a person with special talents, but it is a pity that you still do n’t have your own world until now, which means you have n’t found the direction of your practice. You are hiding your own strength. What have you experienced by someone like you who has been hiding yourself? "

He stretched out his hand to the sky, as if to grasp something: "But no matter how powerful you are, how scary your world is, you can't do it."

His body suddenly became faint, disintegrating into countless shadows. An Zheng can feel that a lot of power is scattered into the enchantment of the Thunderstorm, but this power disappears instantly after entering.

Obviously felt that they were coming in. Those forces should be completely different from Heavenly Thunder Force. How can An Zheng's perception be so keen that he can't find it at all?

But I just couldn't find it, it was so scary. Knowing that the other party has entered their enchantment, knowing that the danger is approaching step by step, this feeling is very, very bad.

"This is what the husband will teach you in the future, and now you come to appreciate how powerful this exercise is."

Suddenly, An Zheng felt a trace of something approaching his back. It felt like a heavy rain, a hair falling on the clothes with the rain. Light, very light.

But Anzheng felt it, so he reacted immediately. He gathered all the most powerful forces behind him, forming a Thunder Gun. The gun spun out and found exactly where the hair was in the storm, and then a shot!

boom!

Under the violent power, the intimate protagonist flew backwards and then quickly controlled his body. Hundreds of scattered forces turned back and re-entered his body, and the whole person became condensed Take it.

"No wonder Mr. said you are good, you are really good."

The prolonged sigh of relief, his face recovered from a slight blush.

He turned and walked towards the inside of the room, with a hint of imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

And Anzheng's face was even worse, and after taking back the power of Thunder, there were suffocations in his chest. It seems that hitting a hair with a violent gun is like a thundering crush. However, the anti-shock force that Anzheng suffered seems to be greater.

He forced a sip of blood pressure and then smiled at Du Shou thinly: "It's fine."

At this moment, another younger but more arrogant person came in, glanced at An Zheng, and at Du Shou.

"waste."

He only said two words, but made Du skinny angry even more.

Because the obvious difference is that the kiss is not really looking down on them, and this person is.

"Want to hit me? Wait."

The man walked and said, "My name is Lou Twelve. I will find you without you."