Repugnant Gateway

When Lang Jing was oppressed and lying on the ground, there was no trace of fear in his mind. He didn't know why he was so calm. He was so afraid of death and so lonely. At this moment, there was no fear. Faintly, he faintly saw the two old wolves walking side by side in the snow. I let the Buddha see it, and argued that they waved their arms and said goodbye to themselves.

The middle-aged fat man's feet fell heavily and stepped on the back of Lang Jing. He is a spiritual practitioner in Xuya Realm, and has absolute strength to kill Lang Jing.

But he can't.

A bang! A huge bronze bell flew diagonally from the sky like lightning. The middle-aged fat man's reaction was also very quick. As soon as he raised his hand, the flying sword blazed away with blue light. The next second the flying sword shattered, and the bell knocked the middle-aged fat man out like a hammer.

The bronze bell, which exudes a simple atmosphere, slowly rotates and floats there, protecting Lang Jing. A ghostly figure quickly swept over and squatted down to check Lang Jing's injury. Xiaoqidao, who was originally caught by a middle-aged fat man, fell from the air, and the people who crouched beside Langjing didn't look back and reached out to catch Xiaoqidao.

Starting in Fanggucheng, Anzheng's killing heart was not so heavy. Even when he first encountered the scum of Dafang Agency in the city, even when Su Feiyun was slain in the dilapidated yard, his killing heart was not so heavy. At this moment, there was a sword out of the sheath in the mind of An Zheng.

An Zheng simply bandaged the wound for Lang Jing, then looked back at Du Shou, who was rushing over: "Take him back and give it to Xiao Liu'er."

Du Shoushou picked up Lang Jing, and then ran out to pick up Lang Jing's broken arm. He asked An Zheng: "How about you?"

An Zheng looked at the middle-aged fat man who was struggling against the wall with his hands, and the killing intention in his eyes rushed out like a tide.

"Don't worry about me, go back and save Lang Jing first."

An Zheng stretched out his hand, and the bell flew from mid-air into his palm. Du Shoushou knew that it was important to save people at this time, and let his men pick up Xiao Qidao, and then ran out in the direction of Tian Qizong.

An Zheng slowly walked towards the middle-aged man, the man's face became particularly ugly. He looked at Anzheng and smiled slightly: "This little brother, are there any misunderstandings between you and me?"

An Zheng didn't speak, he didn't even want to say a word. He walked forward, and the middle-aged man began to back up the wall step by step. An Zheng's footsteps were not very urgent, but the soft footsteps sounded like a thunder. They burst into the middle-aged fat man's heart, and the blood flow seemed to become chaotic.

"I am from the Gao family."

The middle-aged fat man squeezed the fear in his heart, and he quickly figured out how to pass the difficulty in front of him.

"Brother, you also know how powerful the Gao family is in Fanggu City. Of course, not only in Fanggu City, the entire Dayan, and even the big Yan, the Gao family has a great influence. Today this It is indeed a misunderstanding. I am also guilty of hurting your friends. It is better to take a step back. If there is any use for the Gao family in the future, you can say it. "

The middle-aged fat man keeps backing away, trying to alleviate the crisis in front of him: "I seem to look at you a little bit familiar, maybe we have worked together before, of course you know the style of our Gao family acting, and would rather make a friend May there be an additional enemy. "

An Zheng still said nothing, but walked towards the middle-aged fat man step by step. The middle-aged fat man felt the breath of death from An Zheng. He could not understand how the murderousness of a young man could be so heavy. In a trance, he had the illusion that he saw an illusion of a terrifying beast behind An Zheng. The look of the evil beast was exactly the same as that of An Zheng.

With a snap, the middle-aged fat man stepped on a gravel and staggered. He thought Anzheng would take the opportunity to attack, so he desperately released the power of repair, and the surrounding walls were shattered and collapsed by his strength. Even a house more than ten meters away, the roof was lifted by the force of the dance.

The force of the violent cultivation gradually dissipated, and the flying dust slowly fell. An Zheng's body passed through the thick smoke and dust, and the slender and straight figure came out like a mist.

Still silent.

The gasping fat man just straightened his waist, and his neck was grabbed by An contention. He wanted to say nothing more, but he couldn't say a word. The power on that hand almost suffocated him. Then he felt that he was lifted up by Anzheng. Looking down from a height, Anzheng's eyes were even more daunting.

I don't know when the sky was gradually occupied by dark clouds. When the first raindrop fell from above, a flash of lightning blew up, as if the sword was straight into the earth from the sky. That is, the moment when the lightning dispelled the darkness, the middle-aged fat man finally saw the face of An Zheng.

The name exploded in his mind like lightning that exploded in the sky.

"Anzheng ... You are the anxiety of Tian Qizong!"

The middle-aged fat man struggled and twisted, and said this in a hoarse voice. He had heard many things about Anzheng, and he had deliberately looked at what Anzheng looked like, but after a long time, his face gradually became blurred. Moreover, Anzheng has never been a pretty unforgettable teenager, not so dazzling appearance.

Shining, the middle-aged fat man saw An Zheng's other hand slowly lifted up, and then grabbed his arm.

An Zheng's eyes were fiercer and brighter than lightning. He looked at the middle-aged fat man's eyes and said word by word: "This thing has started since you."

Start yourself?

The middle-aged fat man was confused, and didn't understand what An Zheng meant by saying this sentence. But he didn't have time to think about it ... with a click, his arm was directly pulled down by An Zheng.

An Zheng pulled the left arm of the middle-aged fat man, and then grabbed the other arm's right arm to pull down, a stream of blood spewed out from the fracture, staining An Zheng's clothes. An Zheng dropped his broken arm, and then dropped the middle-aged fat man on the ground.

"Where?"

An Zheng asked.

The middle-aged fat man almost fainted in pain, and did not hear clearly what An Zheng asked. An Zheng walked over like a demon, crushing the fat man's left leg with one foot. Broken bones pricked out of the meat, and the wound looked terribly chilling.

An Zheng bowed his head and asked, "Where is it?"

The middle-aged fat man wailed in pain, and then subconsciously replied: "Just in front, Gao's casino."

The rain gradually became stronger, and An Zheng grabbed the middle-aged fat man's ankle and stepped away in the rain curtain step by step. He walked through the last darkness before dawn, through the layers of rain, and walked outside the Gao's casino. At this time, the guys in the casino were cleaning up the corpses in the house. When An Zheng dragged the fat man standing at the door, everyone was terrified.

An Zheng dragged the middle-aged fat man into the house. The fat man's body was dragged over the steps and thresholds, his head hitting again and again, and the fat man had already passed out. An Zheng threw the fat man aside and looked at a broken stool leg at his foot. He bent down to pick up the stool leg.

The guys looked at each other, and no one knew what happened. But there is one thing they can be sure that this young boy who looks fierce like the ancient wild beasts is here to kill. A dozen guys looked at each other, and under great pressure, they chose to escape. More than a dozen people scattered and fled in different directions.

Anzheng started to kill, chasing a man from behind, and the thick stool leg poked in from the back of the man, poked out of his heart. Blood stained the wood instantly, and the thick blood dripped down the legs of the stool. An Zheng kicked the body away with one foot, and then caught up with the second buddy, and shot the buddy's head with a stick.

One of the fastest guys ran to the window before he jumped out. Anzhan swept his legs with a stick and then pierced his heart with another stick.

The broken stool leg became the most murderous weapon at this moment. There were many more bodies in the room soon, leaving only the last man kneeling and trembling.

An Zheng dragged himself over a chair, sat directly opposite the entrance of the casino, and pointed out with a **** stool leg: "Go to the letter."

The guy didn't respond at first, and waited for the reaction to rush out of the casino.

The heavy rain outside was getting bigger and bigger, and the streets not far from the door could not be seen clearly. Anzheng sat on the chair in peace, and the stool legs were covered with minced meat and blood beads.

About a few minutes later, a dozen big men with weapons came in from outside the door, glanced at the body full of houses, and then roared towards An Zheng. An Zheng raised his hand and pointed forward, and the bronze bells flew past, then made a clear sound. The sound waves visible to the naked eye rippled out, and the dozen people who rushed in were instantly shocked by this powerful cold. The brain shattered and dozens of headless bodies slammed to the ground.

After a few more minutes, an old man in his fifties seemed to step in from the outside, first looking at the body in the room, and then at the controversy sitting on the chair. The old man hesitated, then clenched his fist: "This little brother, I am Gao Dieluan. I can say a few words in the Gao family. What happened to make you so big in the casino of my Gao family? Let's kill. If there is something wrong with the Gao family, you say. If you come here deliberately, I am afraid you will have nothing to do. "

An Zheng shook his hand backwards, and the wooden stick twirled and flew out. The wall slammed through a big hole. In that room, dozens of bound children screamed in horror, struggling to huddle together, and the look in the outside was terrified.

An Zheng raised his head and looked up at Gao Dieluan: "You just said that I am going to kill?" Well ... you are right in this sentence. "

His eyes flicked, and the bronze bells flew towards the high mountain. Gao Dieluan was very good at repairing, and at a glance he saw the power of the bell. With nearly 40 years of repairing, he did not dare to take it. This bell was given to An Zheng by Chen Shaobai at the beginning. After reading it, Lao Huo said that the bell was a magic weapon. Anzheng does not understand what is a magic weapon, but Anzheng is like a demon at this time.

Gao Dieluan pushed forward with both hands, and a bronze mirror appeared in front of him. There are complicated patterns on this bronze mirror, and there seems to be a kind of water vapor like the waves in the sea, which is obviously not ordinary. With An Zheng's eyesight, of course, it can be seen that this thing is a mid-level magic instrument of red wine, which is hard to find.

But in front of the bronze bell, the hard-to-find bronze mirror failed to hold even for two seconds. This old man's strength is more than five grades of Xumi, which is far stronger than Anzheng's strength, but as far as the magic weapon is concerned, his magic weapon is incomparable with Anzheng's magic weapon. Even if the strength of Anzheng is weak, there is enough to make up for this in the magic weapon.

With a bang, the bronze mirror cracked open. Gao Dieluan walked in, but flew backwards by the shock. But before waiting for Gao Dielian to fly out of the door, An Zheng's body had arrived. Gao Dieluan headed out of the door first, his ankle was grabbed by An Zheng and pulled back into the room.

Standing at the door, An Zheng saw that the rain curtain was already full of people. The streets are densely packed with black men in Gao's family. Everyone is carrying a long knife. When the lightning fell, the light reflected from at least hundreds of long knives was so cold. But Anzheng was under the gaze of the hundreds of great men, dragging Gao Dieluan's ankles to pull him back into the room, and then picked up half of the bronze mirror from the ground, poking into Gao Dieluan's forehead.

Blood slammed up and splashed An Zheng's face, but he didn't care. Throwing Gao Dieluan's body at the door, An Zheng walked back to the chair and sat down.

The crowd outside surged, and then someone began to give orders. Immediately after the countless black men began to storm into the casino, the window was broken, the door was pulled, and dozens of people broke in from the outside at the same time. Even crossbows, darts, and various hidden weapons took the lead in rushing towards Anzhen.

The bronze bells rotated, and a thick layer of blue light protected An Zheng. All the hidden objects were blocked by the blue light and then lased back. Those hidden weapons, like a shot, turned the big man who rushed in a layer. Without the doors and windows, the rain began to sprinkle into the room, and then brought the blood back to the street, the ground was dark red.

Another group of people tried to rush into the casino, but was stopped by a carriage that arrived suddenly. A young man in a white brocade came down from the carriage with a spear in his hand. This man in white with silver gun looks extra handsome and handsome. From the face, he was about twenty years old, and his sword and eyebrows were starry, and his figure was as straight as the silver gun in his hand.

He walked to the door, holding a silver gun in his hands and clenching his fists: "Sovereign Anzong, hello."

An Zheng shook his head slightly: "Some people kill less, it's not good enough."

The young man in white smiled bitterly: "From this point of view, it may indeed be an accident of our Gao family. Some scums are doing evil under the banner of the Gao family, but we have not noticed ourselves. Anyway, this matter is For the Gao family, the impact is too great. "

An Zheng said lightly: "So you plan to suppress this matter, and then you can do nothing happened?"

The young man shook his head: "No, no, the Gao family doesn't mean that ... My name is Gao Shengguo, and I can represent the Gao family. Isn't the present situation Anzong An not satisfied yet? You have killed enough people, presumably the anger in your heart The vent is almost the same. The Gao family can ignore this matter, and also ask Sect Master An to stop here. "

An Zheng suddenly laughed, the smile on the corner of his mouth was so cold: "There is something you are wrong ... It is not your Gao family who cares about it, but me. I not only care about it, but also think about it bigger."

He raised his hand and hooked his finger: "You go two more steps."

Goldman Sachs's face changed, and his eyes flashed with anger. He took a silver gun and took a step forward, but then looked up at An Zheng's eyes, and the second step could not go out anyway. At this moment, he felt that his mental state of fifteen years of practice had failed. He didn't shoot, and Anzheng didn't shoot, but he was defeated so bleakly.