Repugnant Gateway

Liu Qian looked at An Zheng, who was shocked by himself, and stunned for a while, then laughed: "The outside world is rumored how powerful you are, and there are even people who say you are a genius that meets once every 100 years. The flywheel, the Feng Xiuyang of the Taishang Dojo, and the Nie Qing of the martial arts are compared. It turns out that these rumors are really just rumors. With your strength, you do n’t have any qualifications to compare with those three people. "

An Zheng shook the sour hand that had just been shaken while walking forward, and there was a smile that Liu Qi couldn't understand.

"Anzhen you don't want to be impulsive, you are not his opponent."

Xu Ran shouted at the back, and then urgently sent someone to the Ministry of War to report.

As soon as Liu Qian raised his hand, the flying sword circled from midair for a week and flew back into his palm. Said to be a flying sword, in fact it was just a dazzling dagger. However, all practitioners know that the biggest difference between the Xumi Realm and the Ascension Realm lies in the Qi Qi, and people in the Ascension Realm have no way to transform the power of cultivation into the Qi of the outside body.

With Qi Qiwu, in simple terms, the power of cultivation is condensed into a line to precisely control the controlled object. Therefore, as long as it does not take action, it is difficult for ordinary people to see what state the practitioner is in. In fact, there is a simple way of distinguishing Xumi's realm, although it is not particularly accurate, it can be guessed in seven or eight.

That is the size of Qi Yuwu, the bigger the things that can be manipulated, the stronger the strength. Those who control the short flying sword like Liu Qian are generally practitioners of several grades in the situation of Xu Mi. Of course, there is no way for someone to like small ones.

Most of the practitioners who reach a few ranks in the Xumi realm will control the real long sword. Many people who like to play handsome love to step on the sword and fly all over the sky. In fact, it is really just playing handsome. When you reach the realm of several products in Xumi's realm, you can fly even if you step on a leaf. Of course, you can also fly by yourself, but whether it is flying by the sword or flying by yourself, it is not free to fly like a bird, but only within a short distance.

After a few tastings at Xumizhi, no one could say anything even if they stepped on a door.

An Zheng shook his hand and walked forward, while Liu Huang's eyes gradually scorned him.

"Boy, it's not easy to see your fame. Presumably, in order to let people know themselves, they don't spend less money on hype. Since you already have a good future, unlike other people like us, why bother to find your way?"

Liu Huang said, playing with the flying sword in his hand: "When Laozi was in Plain City, no one could defeat me, even if he was invincible. Plain City was not big, Laozi was the overlord. There are also many young people like you in Plain City, I think that my cultivation level is not too low to challenge me. Every year I have to kill a few and throw them into the river to feed the fish. "

An Zheng walked and said, "I kill you not to feed fish, I kill you to cut your head as a sacrifice."

Liu Qiang was furious: "Give you a face, die!"

As soon as he raised his hand, Feijian drew a streamer straight into Anzhen's throat. The reason why the practitioners of the Sumiya Realm are so powerful that those in the Ascension Realm cannot challenge it, not only because they can control weapons like the Flying Sword, but also because of the qualitative changes and the increase in the quantity of cultivation. If we use vulgar objects as an analogy, the spiritual power of practitioners in the realm of ascension is silver, and the spiritual power of practitioners in the realm of Xumi is gold.

Flying Sword came instantly, An Zheng raised his hand, an invisible air burst in front of him. After the air mass just exploded on one side of Feijian, it affected Feijian's speed and direction. Feijian wiped An Zheng's face and flew back.

An Zheng stepped a little and rushed towards Liu Qi.

But he hadn't arrived in front of Liu Qian, and Feijian shot from behind, stab him in the back of the head.

An Zheng leaned forward while rushing forward, reaching for a long knife from the ground. That was the weapon of a big man who had just been killed by him. His long knife was forcibly twisted after his hand. One foot supported the body. He originally picked up the long knife face down and twisted his ankle and turned 180 degrees. Face up instead.

His wrist shook, and the long knife chopped right on the flying sword. When there was a crisp sound, Anzheng's arm swung back involuntarily. The long knife shattered, and the flying sword deviated again.

When An Zheng twisted, he dropped the broken knife and grabbed a spear from the ground.

He was about 30 meters away from Liu Qi when he first rushed forward. After flying the sword twice, the distance between the two was shortened to 15 meters. Seeing Liu failed to kill Anzheng twice, his anger ignited: "Look at how many times you can escape!"

He reached forward and pointed forward, Feijian twiddling in the air, and then pierced An Zheng's heart.

Anzheng held a spear in both hands, and the tip of the spear turned into a silver awn in mid-air, stabbing the flying sword with precision like a viper attack.

The spear was broken, and the flying sword was pulled away and flew away a tree not far from the thorn.

An Zheng's arms were numb, and the spear had been twisted by shock. He dropped the spear, stepped on it, and a long sword flew up and was grabbed by him.

Liu Qi was furious and summoned Feijian, but Feijian penetrated the tree so deeply that he failed to fly back in time. When he summoned the flying sword from the big tree, An Zheng was less than two meters away from him.

The long sword is like a rush of autumn water, slanting towards Liu Huang's throat obliquely.

Liu Xiang's body retreated, and Feijian flew back to pierce Anzhen's back.

Anzheng did not look back, the long sword was in the back.

Feijian hit the sword with a long sword and snapped it off. With the power on the flying sword, An Zheng rushed over in a big step. In Liu Ma's amazed eyes, a punch hit Liu Ma's jaw.

Liu Qiao flashed back again, and fist wiped Liu Qiao's jaw down.

Liu Qian sneered: "If you can get close to me, what can you do, the gap between you and me ... Ah!"

He suddenly shouted in pain, an invisible repair force exploded next to his face, the power of the air mass shocked him for a while, and the skin on his face was lifted, and the **** appearance looked extra special. Horror.

"You actually ... hurt me?"

Liu Qiao stood up straight, raised his hand and touched his face, looking at the blood on his hand, Liu Qiao's anger suddenly reached the apex: "I want to smash you tens of thousands of corpses!"

An Zheng sneered: "This is what I want to do. If I win you with a magic weapon, I don't count as a win!"

He sprinted forward and punched again with a punch. Liu Qiao once again controlled Feijian with a left hand, and a punch with his right hand also smashed out.

With a bang!

The fists between the two did not collide, but there was a loud noise between the fists. There seemed to be a ring of visible waves rippling to the surroundings. Several green bamboos not far away from the two were cut off with a snap, and the fracture was as smooth as a sharp blade.

Anzheng's arm swayed back involuntarily, and his cultivation ability was far inferior to that of Liu Xia.

Before he adjusted it, Liu Qian's Flying Sword arrived again.

It was at this time that those onlookers seemed to hear a heavy sound of something rubbing the ground. It was as if a huge iron box had been dragged away, and it seemed that a heavy door had been pushed openly.

That's right, it's the door.

The door opened a little, just a few. Only An Zheng knew that he just pushed the door open a little bit, not even the distance of a finger.

"roll!"

An Zheng suddenly raised his hand, and no one thought that such a thing happened at this moment!

As soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed Feijian with a hard hand. He clutched the hilt of Feijian, and then a force in his palm was as hot as a fire, and Feijian was squeezed by this force and soon became red. An Zheng's hand clenched and turned Feijian into an iron lump on the ground.

He raised his head and looked at the scared Liu Qi not far away: "Thank you, let me know in what state I can kill a practitioner in the state of Xuya."

A little under his feet, his body shot out. Liu Qian hurriedly punched An Zhan's face, An Zhan's hand was just stretched out to grab his wrist, and then twisted around ... With a click, Liu Zang's arm was actually pulled directly, A blood arrow spewed from the shoulder fracture.

The strength of cultivation in Liu Fang's boxing style was drawn by An Zheng to the distance, and a large piece of bamboo forest was overturned by this violent force.

An Zheng looked at Liu Qian, who was already bloodless, and said: "Only a fool will fully show his strongest power, and do you still think I can't be compared with those three people?"

Liu Qiang stepped back and gritted his teeth, saying, "Lao Tzu has thought about it for a long time. I have killed countless people, and I won't die well in the end. Sooner or later, I will be killed by someone, but I didn't expect to be killed by a hairy kid like you Die. Since you beat me, I have nothing to say. "

He lowered his head and picked up a broken knife from the ground: "The big man's husband is standing upright. If he loses, he loses. I will now pay you my life!"

He thrust the knife in his hand fiercely into his heart: "After eighteen years, Lao Tzu is still a good man!"

The burly body fell backwards and blood bleed to the ground.

The remaining hands-on people looked at each other, then turned and ran. An Zheng snorted coldly: "Don't want anyone to leave."

He was so fast that he caught up with the last one first. The man only ran out three steps and was struck from the back by An Zheng. The second man ran out for seven steps and was struck down halfway by An Zheng. The third man ran to the edge of the bamboo forest, An Zheng grabbed his hair and dragged it back, and then the knife pierced the heart with a puncture, and the tip of the knife pierced from the back.

The last person ran to the gate and happened to catch General Kai Yang who was going to enter the gate. It's not far from the Ministry of Military Affairs. Wang Kaitai felt the fluctuation of Xiuwei's strength and rushed over. He met the person who reported the news halfway.

As soon as Wang Kaitai entered the door, he saw a person rushing towards himself. Before he could clearly see who that person was, An Zheng chased from behind and split his head with a knife. The long knife was stuck in the man's head. When Ang struggled to draw the knife out, the sound of the blade and skull rubbing seemed so clear at night.

An Zheng pulled out the long knife and kicked the body with one foot.

Wang Kaitai stunned: "What's going on?"

An Zheng said: "I will explain to you later, I'm still missing a person."

He turned around and walked towards Gao Xiang. Gao Xiang was so scared: "Ann ... Anye, this matter is really a misunderstanding. The people who are doing it are already dead. Do you think this matter has passed?"

"Fuck your mother."

An Zheng rushed past and slashed.

With a cry, a stone shot down the long knife in An Zheng's hand.

Wang Kaitai strode over: "What are you doing!"

An Zhengmeng turned back: "Don't think anyone will stop me!"

For a moment, Wang Kaitai was taken aback by the fierceness in An Zheng's eyes.

"What pre-explained, why did you run here to kill people. I'm here, I can't let you come by your temper."

Wang Kaitai beckoned, and did not know where the longbow of the iron cliff of the cliff cliff came out. He held a feather arrow in his hand and pointed at Anzheng: "What is the matter, please explain clearly first."

An Zheng turned around and grabbed Gao Xiang's hair, and grabbed Gao Xiang's neck with the other hand: "General Wang will let the arrow go, everyone will kill me!"

With a click, Gao Xiang's neck was broken by An An. He stepped on Gao Xiang's shoulder with one foot, and then pulled his hands up ... Poofly pulled Gao Xiang's head out of the way.

Wang Kaitai's hand moved, and he didn't shoot the arrow.

An Zheng walked blankly, one by one, and cut off the heads of all the people who attacked Jin Sanling. In the middle of the night, the tired young man grabbed his hair with seven or eight heads in his hand, strode forward, and disappeared into the night.