Repugnant Gateway

The reason why An Zheng has the confidence and a small practitioner of the third grade of Manchuria is because he notices that some changes have taken place in the Xie Peizhu bracelet. And this change made An Zheng feel happy.

"Just use you to test how strong the purple fire of the Eight Diagrams Dan furnace is!"

An Zheng's eyes flicked and his body moved forward suddenly.

The name of the practitioner who held the sword was Wang Jianli, and Zhao Guoqing was one of the most outstanding practitioners ever. He practiced kendo only for half of his life, and his sword intention was simple and direct.

"go with!"

Seeing An Zheng dare to rush towards himself, Wang Jianli's eyes narrowed slightly, and the **** of his left index finger read a word together.

The sword qi around his body had already formed an aura, like a bulging balloon. An Zheng's forward movement is equivalent to piercing the balloon. When the balloon bursts, all the airflow will of course rush out of the breach. The gas field broke open, and it wasn't the air current that rushed out, but Wang Jianli's sword.

As the Rune drew a stroke in the air, the sword was so fierce.

【Awakening】

An Zheng said a word in his mouth, and then a burst of red light erupted in the blood Peizhu bracelet. Immediately following, a purple airflow emerged from the blood-pearl bracelet. The Ziguang actually greeted the sword, and did not flinch.

"Open Nine Netherworlds!"

As An Zheng's voice fell, Ziguang quickly expanded and instantly wrapped Wang Jianli in. Ziguang formed a huge arc, and the transparent cover held both of them inside. Then came the ringtones directly into Wang Jianli's ears, the ringtones were crisp, but when he entered his mind, it seemed like thunderstorms!

Wang Jianli's face changed dramatically: "Purple Pin Artifact!"

Anzheng pushed forward with both hands: "Kill!"

After purification, the Nine Spectre Demon Bell appeared, even its shape changed. The former nine ghost bells were nine bronze bells that looked rusty, but after purifying the purple fire of the Eight Diagrams Dan furnace, all the rust above them disappeared, as if they were restored to their original state. The pattern on the bell is clearly visible, simple and simple. As soon as the bell came out, thunder was heard throughout the Nine Nether Realms, but when An Zheng heard it, it was still a crisp bell.

Suddenly, Wang Jianli's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He didn't even think that the other party actually had a purple product artifact.

There is a huge gap between the two people's cultivation ground, but when An conquered the seventh grade of the prisoner's realm, the power of the purple product artifacts that can be exerted is also the same as the original. Why can't Zipin Artifact measure its value? It is because of its ability to turn against the sky. If you have a low-powered Zipin artifact, of course, you ca n’t exert its great power, but the current state of contention can already allow the Zipin artifact to show its magical power.

On the surface, nothing can be seen at all, but Wang Jianli's face is getting worse.

"Get out of my head!"

Wang Jianli roared, and even his voice became hoarse.

His sword's intention began to become violent, and the sword's meaning was like a flash of lightning that went straight to An An. The scale of the holy fish flew out of the blood bead bead bracelet automatically, and the shape also changed. Eighteen holy fish scales are divided into two groups, a group of nine. One of the groups formed a shield and stood in front of Anzheng, blocking the violent sword. The other nine sacred fish scales formed a blade like a cicada wing, floating beside Anzheng.

boom!

A word of sword shone on the scale of the holy fish in front of Anzheng. Anzheng's body stepped back involuntarily. The footsteps are extremely heavy, and every step of the way out makes a deep hole in the ground.

"Xiaomanjing Sanpin First Class, really strong enough!"

An Zheng squeezed his lips, suppressing the churning blood. After all, the other party is the cultivation practice of the third grade of Xiaoman Realm, and the strength is far from the practitioners of the prisoner's realm. However, An Zheng is not an ordinary practitioner, not only has the best magical body protection, but also the abnormally abnormal flesh after three times of quenching from the Lei Chi, Huangqu Dan furnace, and Bagua Dan furnace. If you can't beat Wang Jianli by relying on two pieces of Purple Pin Artifacts and three times of tempered flesh, then Purple Pin Artifacts have no value.

What An Zheng wants to do is to block Wang Jianli's sword.

What An Zheng is bearing is exactly what Wang Jianli is also bearing.

The sound of the Nine Spectral Devil Bell sounded again and again in Wang Jianli's mind, and the sound was louder than once. Wang Jianli felt that his head was about to explode, and that kind of pain could not be described by words. Not only did the sound tremble, but he also had a headache, and even the power of cultivation in the body was confused by the shock.

"Come again!"

An Zheng strides forward.

Wang Jianli's sword points to An Zheng. His hands are not as stable as before, but the sword energy has not weakened in the slightest. He held his forehead in one hand and gritted his teeth toward An Zheng. The invisible sword will not break through the defense of Anzheng, he can only assassinate Anzheng with his long sword.

With a bang, Wang Jianli's long sword stabbed on the scale of the holy fish. An Zheng's body withdrew backwards again, Wang Jianli pushed An Zheng all the way forward, and An Zheng's feet plowed two deep grooves on the ground. Xiaomanjing Sanpin's powerful cultivation force constantly bombarded the scales of the holy fish. It seems that the long sword is only on the scale of the holy fish, but the sword gas is shocked at once.

Anzhen's chest was also suffocated, but his strong physique allowed him to continue to persevere. The blood Peizhu bracelet began to share the damage for him, and the gold and second grade herbs in the medicine field began to evaporate the medicinal gas, which added strength to Anzhen.

It seems that Anzheng is like a person fighting, challenging the strong man who is one level higher than himself with the strength of Qipin. But in fact, Anzhen's side seems to have a strong and cooperative team.

Angu's gums are bleeding.

But he knew that Wang Jian was more uncomfortable than himself. The distance between the two was already very close. An Zheng clearly saw Wang Jian's bloodshot eyes.

"The sword is good."

An Zheng felt the treasure on Wang Jianli's long sword. It was a gold-scale magical instrument, which was close to its peak, and it could be called the best of Zijin.

"Leave a long sword and repair my sadness!"

An Zheng's heart moved, and Xue Peizhu's bracelet began to forcibly wipe away Wang Jianli's breath left on the long sword. However, Wang Jianli's strength was too strong, and the blood Peizhu bracelet failed three times in a row. However, after three times, Wang Jianli's control of the long sword has obviously become less stable than before.

boom! boom! boom!

Wang Jianli felt that his head was about to burst, and the continuous bombardment of Yin Lang in his head made him almost mad. Of course, his forehead bulged a bag, followed by the bag breaking open, a burst of blood blasted from the inside. Then a sound wave visible to the naked eye was ejected from his brain. The sound wave was originally invisible, but the sound wave with blood could be seen clearly. A circle of red ripples rushed out of his head. After Wang Jianli uttered a wail, the long sword in his hand finally couldn't hold it, and the other fell down.

Blood Pebble's **** function was turned on again, and Wang Jianli's breath on the Long Sword was finally wiped out.

A voice appeared in Anzheng's mind ... 【Red Training Sword】

[Chi Lianjian, a gold product with nine grades of artifact, made by Danxia Mountain Chilian crystal iron, was formed two hundred and thirty years ago. Chilian Crystal Iron ranks third among the materials of the craftsmanship. It is strong and fast, and it is most suitable for fire-based practitioners. 】

The material of the makers is the star pattern meteorite that is recognized as the number one on the rivers and lakes, the gold pattern dragon pattern steel is the second, and the Chilian crystal iron is the third. Unlike the star pattern meteorite and the gold pattern dragon pattern steel, Chilian crystal iron is not a meteorite, but a unique substance from the Danxia Mountain. It is rumored that in the past five hundred years, the Chilian crystal iron found in the Danxia Mountain did not exceed one hundred catties. And this Chi practice sword, at least a hundred pounds heavy, that is to say, only 500 years of production of this sword.

Boom!

A cloud of blood exploded on Wang Jianli's back brain, and another wave of sound burst out of his head.

After passing through the essence of the Eight Diagrams Red Furnace, the Nine Nether Magic Bell is more powerful than the original. Once that bell enters the enemy's mind, unless the enemy's strength is really strong enough to fight against the Purple Pin Artifact, it will not be able to get rid of this interference at all. Even a practitioner who is stronger than Wang Jianli ’s strength may not be directly smashed his head by sound waves, but he will certainly be distracted, and he will separate a large part of his strength to resist this ringtone. Master decisive battle, once distracted, everyone knows what it means.

Wang Jianli's body fell, and An Zheng's hand was pressed on Wang Jianli's back. The red light flashed on the blood-pearl bracelet, which actually sucked out the strength of the cultivation practice that Wang Jianli had not dispersed.

That is the power of cultivation by others. If you forcefully inhale your body, it will cause the two strengths of cultivation to repel each other in the body and eventually explode.

And Anzheng sucked out part of Wang Jianli ’s cultivation power, of course, he did n’t want to become his own. The power of repair. Each person's cultivation ability is unique, and absorbing others' cultivation ability is tantamount to taking poison.

An Zheng temporarily stored this power of cultivation in the blood-bead bead bracelet, and then looked down at the space magical tool that Wang Jianli dropped from his side.

The space magic weapon is connected with Wang Jianli's bloodline. After Wang Jianli's death, the power of the bloodline is unsustainable, and the space magic weapon falls out of control.

An Zheng picked up the space magic weapon, and had no time to see what was inside, and directly into the blood culture beads bracelet.

He raised his head and looked at the chariot in the distance. The killing intention on the chariot was stronger than before.

Pappappapap!

A burst of applause came from the chariot, with some irony.

"Great, the rivers and lakes are indeed the rivers and lakes of your young people. I have long heard that Yan Guo has produced a young genius. The old one looks at each other. "

The curtain of the chariot was opened, and from the outside, an old man with white hair was sitting in the compartment. On the surface, this man is almost seventy years old. But in fact, as the veteran ministers of the two dynasties of Zhao State, Prime Minister Zuo Chengma Sima Zhenru is more than 100 years old. It is rumored that he is 120 years old. In fact, even Wang Zhao does not know how old Sima Zhenru is.

"Jiangshan has talents out."

Sima Zhenru exclaimed: "Yan Guo is a young man like you, and he will definitely surpass other countries in the future. So ... you can't live anymore."

His hand stretched out of the chariot and pointed to anxiety: "Kill him and hang his head on the ruins of Song City. This time I came out very urgently. I must rush to Fang Gucheng to see the man named Mu Qidao. King Xiaoyan. "

The sword practicer standing on his left hand nodded: "Subordinates know."

Sima Zhenru said: "Your younger brother died miserably and also lost the practitioners of Zhao Guo. Forty-eight years of practice, it is actually not as good as a descendant. If you also lose, he will not kill you, and you will commit suicide."

The practitioner holding the sword yelled, "I'm killing Wang Jianli, it's easier than him."

He stepped out, confident in his face: "Just a sword."