Repugnant Gateway

Murong Ji-Leng saw An Zheng walking towards himself, and cried out in horror, shouting toward Yuan Sheng hoarsely: "This guy is called An Zheng. He is a man of Daxi, and he has killed a lot of ancient immortals. ! "

"Fairy?"

An Zheng snorted: "It really put gold on his face."

"Anzheng? Haven't heard of it."

Yuan Sheng waved his hand: "The auction house opened by the people of our Qingzhou sect has never dared to make trouble. It has not been in the past and will not be in the future. Boy, it seems that you don't know what you have to face."

"It's a group of animals."

An Zheng walked over and pointed to Murong Ji-Leng: "Remember what I told you last time? It seems that you really want to die."

Murong Ji-Leng crawled behind Yuan Sheng and shouted, "Master, this guy used to fight against the ancient fairy clan many times, and several masters died in his hands."

"Oh?"

Yuan Sheng sneered: "That was before. There was a power to ban us before. We can't show it. Now you let him try another one?"

He waved his hand: "Take this man down for me, cut his head and hang it on the city wall, and let the Daxi's untouchables see what is the end of the resistance. The fairy has come here, which dare not obey?"

Several disciples of Qingzhou Sect came to Anzheng with a smile, and one of them looked at Anzheng and said, "Boy, you choose, is it because our brothers took you alive, or you broke it yourself and then we took yours Did the body unload? "

Another person said with a smile: "Since the advent of the Immortal Clan, the unconvinced have already been lived by us. The young people have good spirits, but don't know the current affairs."

"If you are willing to kneel and learn a few barks, our elders may still put you on a path of survival. Maybe you see that Murong Ji-Leng is so happy to be a dog, and still eats bones every day.

"Now you still have time to regret, kneel or not?"

A person reached out to grab Anzheng's shoulder: "It seems that you are a dead pig and you are not afraid of boiling water."

His hand rested on Anzheng's shoulder, and the arm broke with a bang. It seemed as if a lot of explosives were loaded in his arm, and suddenly burst. The broken bone **** shot like a blast, blurring the blood on the face of the disciple of Qingzhou Sect next to him. A relatively large bone came in from the eye socket and came out from the back of the head.

The disciple yelled, and staggered back in pain. The people behind were taken aback, but quickly rushed over again due to the number of people.

A disciple slashed at Anzhen's neck with a knife, Anzhen raised his hand and pinched the steel knife, and with a force on his finger, the steel knife broke inch by inch. The blade flew out like a meat grinder, and within a second, the disciple was sliced ​​into a bone rack.

The few remaining disciples were so scared that the means of contention was so scary that they dared not move forward.

"Come on, come to Qingzhou Zong as a guest and entertain you, I haven't thank you yet."

The old man with the surname Gao standing next to Yuan Sheng jumped from the platform: "It seems that this era is not all waste, and it is rare to meet someone who can practice. Watching those young people teach these things that are not good at all The old man's hands and feet also tickled. Since I left the barracks, it has been more than ten years since I have touched anyone.

A little under his feet, his body suddenly reached An Zheng, the speed comparable to teleportation. Even Yuan Sheng didn't see it clearly, only to see a remnant of the past, the old man's hand with the surname Gao had pinched An Zheng's neck.

"Good skill!"

Yuan Sheng couldn't help but sigh: "These Daxies have to teach them a lesson, otherwise they really don't know what their status is. Being honestly a slave is better than nothing, you have to struggle."

He stepped down from the high platform and walked a few steps to find something was wrong. Looking from the place where he originally stood, it was the old man of high surname who grabbed Anzheng's neck, but after walking a few steps, the angle changed, so he could see clearly that the old man's hand was about one throat away from Anzhen He stopped a few centimeters away, and his wrist was grabbed by An Zheng.

"In terms of blood, people of this age are regarded as your descendants."

An Zheng looked at the old man calmly: "How can you get rid of it? People are not animals, not slaves. How can you be so straightforward when you do these things?"

With a click, An Zheng broke the old man's wrist. His hand pushed forward, and the old man's arm bones snapped. The bone pierced out of the flesh and pierced into the old man's heart. At this moment, the old man's reaction was not bad. He retreated backward, and with a puff, his arm's strap was broken down.

However, Anzheng is like a shadow, and the two always keep the same distance.

With a snap, An Zheng slaps on the old man's face.

"At this age, right and wrong, good and evil are unknown, it is time to fight."

The old man retreated, but Anzheng still kept his distance.

Snapped!

Another slapped fan was on the old man's face, and half of his face burst open.

"Remember why you rebelled against the rule of Xiangong? It was because the people in Xiangong were brutal and inhuman. Looking at your current face and face, I realized why Emperor Ziluo wanted to isolate you, not just Protect you because he knows what virtue you are. If you change positions with those in Xiangong, you are the same. "

Snapped!

The third slapped it and turned the old man's head directly around his neck several times. Then he tilted his head back and hung it on his back, looking terrified.

An Zheng kicked on the old man's lower abdomen, the body was blasted, and exploded in mid-air.

In the next second, An Zheng had arrived in front of Yuan Sheng: "Qingzhou Sect, isn't it? You slammed into my hands yourself. I hope the people you see send a message out, the first thing I want to destroy is the so-called Qingzhou Sect. Selling women as goods, you people in Qingzhou Sect should be so damned in this kind of business. "

Yuan Sheng punched An Zheng's heart with a punch, and An Zheng shrugged to avoid it. The fist wind was like a tornado flying horizontally, and everything he passed was destroyed. Those who are still watching are too late to hide, and many people are directly bombarded into debris.

Yuan Sheng didn't have any exercises, but that heavy punch was like a cannon, and the power of each punch was amazing enough.

"Boy, you are right against Qingzhou Sect, you will never know how terrible the consequences are."

"The consequence is that you have to die in front of me."

An Zheng fist and Yuan Sheng collided together. Yuan Sheng's body was shocked and withdrew backward. Both feet rubbed on the ground and slid backwards. When he stopped, his foot was already under the ground.

When he pulled his feet out, Anzheng had arrived, and he stepped on his feet. With a snap, that foot was directly stepped into a patch. Immediately following An Zheng's knee, he slammed into Yuan Sheng's abdomen. Yuan Sheng's body fell backward, but An Zheng was still trampled on one foot.

When he fell down, his thigh was broken, his bones stick out, and there was still shreds of meat on it. An Zheng stretched out his hand and pulled the thigh bone out, and then slammed down!

puff!

The thigh bone stabs into Yuan Sheng's heart, and blood squirts out of the hole in the middle of the bone. Yuan Sheng fell to the ground, his eyes were incredible. In his view, Daxi's practitioners are too weak, and the weak ones are not worth mentioning at all. Those so-called big-family cultivators are like ants compared to their ancients.

But at this moment, he regretted it. Not regretting buying and selling women, but regretting that you did not escape.

An Zheng raised his foot and stepped down, and stepped all the bones into Yuan Sheng's heart. The bones pierced the body and penetrated the ground. He walked back a few steps, suddenly turned around and back again, ran a few steps and kicked on Yuan Sheng's head. The head was flying like a flying ball, and the high platform in the distance was shattered with a bang.

Murong Ji-Leng ran back and forth with a roll, crawling back while watching An Zhengchai not chasing. He ran panting and felt his heart almost jumping out of his throat. After running a few tens of meters, I looked back and saw that An Zheng was still standing in the distance and relaxed a little. I just turned my head and slammed it against a wall like a straight head. Bleeding.

Obviously Anzheng was still a hundred meters away behind him, but just as soon as he turned around, Anzheng had already reached him. Murong Ji-Leng's head hit Anzheng's chest, and his forehead immediately shattered.

An Zheng reached out and grabbed Murong Ji-Leng's clothes and dumped him: "Your sister is right, you are not worthy of being her brother, and you are not worthy of being an individual. There is nothing that Murong's family has done that deserves my respect. Local, but I admire them for choosing to fight instead of yielding. "

Murong Ji-Leng's back hit the wall and directly knocked down a house. The fallen blue brick buried him, and the cry of oooo came from under the brick pile.

An Zheng walked over and reached out to pull Murong Ji-Leng out from under the brick pile: "Last time I told you, don't do evil, I will find that evil will kill you."

"You know what a fart!"

Murong Ji-Leng's mouth was full of blood, and there was no fear at this time. He shouted frantically: "No one wants to die! Everyone has the right to survive ?! Why, by what I have to be like the idiots of Murong's family Choose the battle of death? Is it wrong for me to live? Is it easy for me to live? I treat them as dogs and eat raw bones, but I do n’t want to die! "

"The **** person is dead, and the **** person is alive."

An Zheng picked up a blue brick and photographed it in Murong Ji-Leng's face: "You chose to live right, but you chose the wrong way to live. You dare not resist, you dare not fight, you can escape. Find a Hidden in the mountains and old forests, you live alone, and no one says you are weak. But you should n’t harm your fellows. You ’ve got enough of yourself and your fellows are cattle? ”

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

An Zheng took the blue brick and patted it. After three or four times, Murong Jileng's head was deflated. But An Zheng didn't plan to finish it. When the blue brick in his hand broke, he changed it and patted it. Four or five hard blue bricks were smashed in succession, and Murong Ji-Leng's neck was not photographed above his neck. An Zheng stood up and stretched his body, looking at the **** corpse.

"Go down and meet your father and mother, your elders and your brothers, remember to kneel and kowtow to apologize."