Repugnant Gateway

Yuwen Wuji has always shown people with an elegant and noble image. Everyone in the Phoenix Channel knows that Yuwen has a handsome Yuwen son. But at this time, he has completely lost his demeanor. When An Zheng stretched out his hand and wiped it in front of his neck not long ago, all his pride and all his self-esteem were crushed and fragmented.

[Three Strikes of Flame]

With Yuwen Wuji screaming, his body floated back without going back. While drifting out, the left hand is forward and the right hand is backward, drawing a bow. Between his hands, an imaginary hard bow with a length of one and a half meters came out, and three plume feather arrows on the bow string were blasted at the same time.

After the three feather arrows shot, they rushed forward with three fiery tail flames. Wherever the three feather arrows passed, the tail flame cut deep grooves on the ground.

An Zheng's brow furrowed slightly, and the strength of Yuwen's Wuxi cultivation was obviously much higher than before. An Zheng saw that Yuwen Wuji had swallowed something, and guessed that it was a panacea for ascension, but he did not expect that the power of this panacea was so great.

The power of cultivation, I feel that I have broken through the shackles of the Great Manchuria!

Yuwen Wuji was only a few years old and had a lot of cultivation practices just after the Manchuria, and suddenly he was promoted to Xiaotian Realm. Is there such an overbearing and powerful panacea in this world? Even if there are, are there no side effects?

At the same time, on the five-story wooden building, when Yu Wen Wuji's three feather arrows shot, Yu Wende smiled slightly: "Why don't you see my young boy Yu Wen's family? Just now he tried to deliberately that person, and did not do his best."

Chen Chongqi gave an expressionless expression, and was unsure.

And Yu Wending's face is already very pale, he is very aware of the side effects of Yu Wen's Da Sheng Dan. His son may have been abandoned like this, just for the so-called face of the Yuwen family.

Ten miles away, on the Forget Worry Tower, Yuwen Wushuang saw the three feather arrows shot and frowned slightly.

"Find yourself."

She said four words to herself, her tone was a little complicated.

On Yehu Mountain, Feng Xiuyang saw the three feather arrows shot, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Anzhan, Anzheng, this time you have met your opponent, it is almost the power of a small heaven."

When An Zheng saw the three feather arrows oncoming, he didn't even mean to dodge.

"Victory over you, with the law of magnificence!"

An Zheng's right hand lingered in purple light, and the broken army sword came out. When the first feather arrow reached not far in front of him, An Zheng struck with a sword. The sword exudes a domineering power that is unique to the contention. Combining the power of thunder and the power of red sun, no one can compare.

The broken army sword is sharp in the world, a sword falls, and the arrow cluster of the sword tip and the feather arrow meet in midair. With a bang, the purple light and the golden light collided, and Wan Dao Xiaguang lased towards the surroundings. And that's not just light, but also fierce murderousness.

The beams of light blasted out one after another, and many of the people watching were distorted by the airflow. If it were not Yuwen's family who dared not let the people have any accidents at home for their own reputation, so if the enchantment guard was turned on before, then all the ten thousand rays of light could cut everyone on the spot into two.

Even so, under the bombardment of the glow, the enchantment seemed to be overwhelmed and shook, almost cracking. Thousands of people in the enchantment were frightened and shouted, and many people squatted with their heads out because they couldn't stand the shocking scene. What's more, I was dazed by the fear of the mighty power that day.

boom!

A sword splits an arrow, and the force released by him steps directly out of a big pit. That was the ground of Yuwen's courtyard protected by the magic circle, and several thick bluestone slabs were cracked by his feet, and the area under his feet was broken into powder.

An Zheng splits a arrow with a sword, draws a curve with his right hand, and splits the second feather arrow from the bottom up into the air. The feather arrow flew up in a spin, and I didn't know how high or how far it was flying. Suddenly, there was a dull thunder in the air, and the sky became twisted. It seems that in the next second the sky may split a big mouth and swallow everyone in.

And the third arrow has arrived, and the three arrows are almost in no particular order. An Jianzheng's right-handed broken army sword splits two consecutively. The sword body now rises, and it seems too late to try to split the third sword. However, An Zheng didn't even plan to break the third arrow, and his empty left hand suddenly grabbed forward.

It was bare-handed, without any protection, but he dared to catch the third feather arrow.

With a snap, it was just right. Anzheng's left hand grabbed from the bottom to the top, grabbing the feather arrow in his hand.

And at the moment when Yu Jian was caught, the violent tail flame turned into a small fire dragon, and the place where An Jingshou gripped was officially the dragon's neck.

As An Zheng grabbed him in the palm, the fiery dragon raised a stern dragon chant from the sky. Alas, it seemed to contain unwillingness, pride, and humiliation.

Anzheng grabbed Yu Jian's fiercely, and the strong and strong breath of the arrow was instantly crushed. It seemed that all the power and vitality of the fire dragon had been wiped out by An Zheng.

The flame disappeared, and the fire dragon no longer. An Zheng left only a feathery arrow that looked gray and dim, and he threw the feather arrow aside.

But at this time, seeing the three feather arrows still failed to hurt An Zheng, Yu Wen Wuji's face was already angry.

"I now have the prestige of the small realm, what do you fight against me ?!"

A little under his feet, he shot towards Anzhen like a shell. While sprinting forward, both hands flew arrows. Feather arrow flew over like a cannonball, densely packed.

[Shoot the moon and pick the stars]!

It is impossible to count how many feather arrows it is, too dense and too sharp. It seemed that a large star burst into the battle against An'an, and it seemed that every feather arrow carried unmatched power.

The feather arrow that came like a rainstorm came in an instant, and An Zheng's right hand threw the broken army sword and threw forward: "Go!"

The broken army sword turned into a purple pop, flying forward, here is a solitary purple light, and the other side is countless feathers like a thousand horses and horses. No matter who it is, it can be seen at a glance the two men's offensive strength.

On the wooden floor, Yu Wende smiled with satisfaction: "Wuji's shooting the moon and picking the stars already has 70% of the time."

Yu Wenhe nodded somewhat ugly, but didn't know what to say.

Tens of thousands of people watching the crowd saw the dense feather arrows shoot towards An Zheng, and many people have covered their eyes.

"How is it? Is that young man in black dead?"

"Look for yourself."

"I don't dare, it's terrible, that's the divine prestige."

"Yeah, that ’s the divine power of the practitioners. It ’s terrible. If these feather arrows fall in our town, I ’m afraid the whole town will be razed to the ground. Not to mention the town, even a small hill can blow Into slag. "

"Open your eyes, there is no such thing as you said."

The person who closed his eyes did not see the more magnificent scene.

Soon after An Zheng threw the Sword of the Broken Army, the Sword of the Broken Army suddenly burst into purple light in the air! It was as if a sun had suddenly exploded in mid-air, and the purple light was rushing out of the surroundings like tide. After the purple light, there were countless ghost images of broken army swords in the air, and the swords and swords picked up the oncoming feather arrows.

One sword to one arrow.

No matter how dense the opponent's feather arrow is, no matter how fast the arrow's speed is, how strong the strength of the arrow, Anzhen's broken army sword has not avoided or missed. A sword greeted an arrow, between him and Yuwen Wuji, it seemed that a shocking scene of thousands of planets colliding.

The ghosts of countless broken army swords have shot down countless feather arrows. This process is slow to speak, but it is between electro-optical flint. On the five-story wooden floor, even Yu Wende even felt that Anzheng should not be able to withstand the moon-shooting and picking the stars, but he watched the young man in black with such a bright and elegant way to break the reputation of Yuwen's fame. law.

"Don't avoid it with a sly way, don't break it with a scheming, use your own strength, be fair and upright, and be impeccable."

On Yehu Mountain, the man who became the ancestor of the Yuwen family caressed his white beard and said to himself: "This young man is not ordinary."

On the Forgetting Worry Tower, his eyes lit up when he saw Anzheng breaking sword with swordsmanship.

All feather arrows were shot down, and no one missed. At this time, Yuwen Wuji had rushed in front of Anzheng, and his right fist was wrapped in purple light: "Even if you can avoid the feather arrows I have, can you avoid me!"

This fist smashed towards Anzheng's face with unmatched power, and Anzheng did not hide or avoid, and also lifted his right fist towards the fist of Yuwen Wuji.

boom!

A violent explosion occurred between the two people, and the ground was as large as a few tens of meters in diameter, which was directly shaken into powder. Not only that, the ground has sunk at least four or five meters. This is still under the protection of Yuwen's enchantment. If there is no enchantment, half of Yuwen's scholars may have been directly destroyed.

Anzheng and Yuwen Wuji backed out at the same time, and the sound of the soles rubbing on the ground was so harsh.

"How can it be!"

Yu Wending watched nervously his son and the teenager were competing. When he saw that the two were actually playing similarly, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "How could the teenager be so young that he had the repair of Xiaotianjing Why! How is it possible! "

Even Yu Wende's face became difficult to look at: "How is it possible ... He ... he is too young, how is it possible."

At this time, the purple light on Anzheng's body became brighter and brighter, and he seemed to stand in a round of purple sun. An Zheng looked at Yuwen Wuji, which was hundreds of meters away, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "Your little heaven is fake, it was lifted by immortality, and I am afraid there is still a short time limit. See what your elixir will look like. "

"Before that, I will kill you!"

Yuwen Wuji screamed and rushed again from a few hundred meters away.

An Zheng stood on the spot, still waiting for Yuwen Wuji to rush in front of him. Yuwen Wuji slapped on Anzheng's chest, and Anzheng only raised it when the palm was about to hit him, grabbing Yuwen Wuji's wrist with a snap. And Yuwen Wuji's original violent forward palm actually seemed to be caught by the iron gate, and he didn't move at all!

Grabbing Yuwen Wuji's wrist, An Zheng looked at Yuwen Wuji's face, which was less than a meter away, and said a few words: "The power of the elixir is only an external force, let you see, it belongs to the practitioner himself How powerful and pure. "

boom!

A gas explosion appeared outside An Zheng's body, and the power was beyond imagination!

"Breakthrough!"

Someone on the wooden floor exclaimed: "He actually broke through this time!"

An explosion exploded all the clothes on Yu Wen Wuji's body, but his nightmare had just begun.

boom!

boom!

The gas burst was not once, but twice!

After the second gas explosion, the clothes on Yu Wen Wuji had been blown clean and unbroken, and the body was also blown apart, all of which were blood stains!