Repugnant Gateway

The indescribable huge cyclone made the whole Yancheng enveloped. All the people walked out of the house and knelt down on the ground, paying homage to the young man in white who held the cyclone in both hands. That was their king, their Ning Xiaolou, and they firmly believed that Ning Xiaolou could resolve this scourge.

Yes, they are subjects of Bai Shengjun. The three words Bai Shengjun have always represented fairness, freedom and tranquility. There are many legends outside that all places except Bai Shengjun's rule are ruthlessly ruled by the fairy palace, and the people are better off dead than the dogs.

In ordinary times, no one cares about this kind of tranquility, but when the disaster comes, people only know that Ning Xiaolou is really the kind of big man.

And the little ones?

An Zheng is still over the wall.

Xu freehand looked at Ning Xiaolou's increasingly pale face, and couldn't help but feel annoyed: "Do you really want to be against Xiangong? For a humble person ... I shouldn't have said anything else, after all, you are also humble . "

He raised his finger and pointed at Ning Xiaolou: "I'm not shooting yet. I will give you a second to think about whether you want a person or a country."

At the same time, Zhuang Wuyan on the street kicked the head of the kicker: "It seems that the reclining Buddha is really overestimating you, who knows where you fled, and you are willing to bring a city of people to serve you Funerary, ruthless enough. "

"Stop!"

At this moment, An Zheng came out from behind the wall and took a deep breath: "Stop, you are just killing me."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ... it was really an idiot. I just tried a few words, you meaningless heroism committed ... well, I will complete you."

Zhuang Wuyan waved his hand, the cyclone in the sky weakened immediately, and then disappeared. Those black dragons entrenched on top of their heads did not finally thump down. At that moment, the entire Yancheng people cheered with thunderous cheers.

"Long live, long live, long live!"

"Thanks Jun!"

"Sovereign is our savior!"

"I want to put a longevity card for Jun Shang at home, and wish Jun Shangshou and heaven!"

"Long live the king!"

Everyone was kneeling on the ground, shouting loudly, almost fanatically.

There were shouts all around, and all were unparalleled respects for Jun Shangning's small building. Zhuang Wuyan looked at Anzheng ironically, and pointed around: "Have you heard? No one is thanking you, no one knows that you saved them ... They all thought it was the coward named Ning Xiaolou. You have fulfilled his reputation for daring to fight against the immortal palace for the people. You are really a hero who deny himself. "

Zhuang Wuyan shrugged his shoulders: "Do you feel uncomfortable? You chose to die, but they thanked others."

An Zheng laughed: "Why do you talk so much, do you dare not even say a word when you live in the Immortal Palace. Others thought that the immortal people in the Immortal Palace lived enviable days, and it seems that this is not the case. Ah. If they know that a humble immortal like you is not as good as them at the immortal palace, will they be disappointed in the immortal palace and can pity you. "

Zhuang Wuyan's complexion suddenly changed: "You want to die faster."

An Zheng pointed to the outside of the city: "You have the certainty that you will kill me, so don't mind going outside the city. I died outside the city, at least I can save a few more people. If I fight here, it may hurt the innocent. . "

"You still want to fight?"

Zhuang Wuyan laughed: "Ha ha ha ha ha ... Ning Xiaolou can't fight me, why should you fight me!"

An angry scream, the sky shook the sky.

In Weiran Palace, Xu looked at Ning Xiaolou with a pale face, and then looked back again: "You finally did not disappoint me, at least you still insist on your persistence. Although your persistence is even in my eyes Not even a fart ... Thank you Emperor Ziluo, if it was not because you were his, you would have died long ago. I thought that the humble guy who stopped me outside was stronger than you. . "

He turned around and went out, not even looking at Ning Xiaolou.

Ning Xiaolou's shoulders shivered violently, his face pale like paper. He looked down at his hands, his eyes full of resentment.

"He is better than me? He ... will be better than me? How dare he be better than me!"

Outside the city.

Zhuang Wuyan looked at the surrounding environment and nodded with satisfaction: "The place you picked is good, there are mountains and lakes, and there is a small boat that does not know who was abandoned. This picture is really beautiful. The night gave it More beautiful, more moody than during the day ... where do you choose to die? "

An Zheng shook his head: "Fight and talk again."

"Then complete you, I actually rarely commit suicide, after all, I am the court officer of the divine court, the killing of you like the untouchables is done by those little fairies under my hands. So you do n’t think you should thank me I am here to kill you, you made it. "

An Zheng stretched out his middle finger.

"Dead."

Zhuang Wuyan glanced at An Zheng and didn't shoot. He just said two words lightly.

There was a buzz in Anzheng's mind, and then the sound of the two characters suddenly entered into Anzheng's brain. There is no trajectory fluctuation, no trace can be found. How can sound waves have no trajectory?

An Zheng's head seemed to explode in an instant, and that kind of pain was not bearable at all. His eyes were black, and he felt that his brain had been blown into pieces. Nothing was left, he was shaking and falling down ...

"lowly."

The corner of Zhuang Wuyan's mouth was ticked up: "What did you say just now? Say I'm a humble little fairy? Mortal ... Even if you're right, what's the point for you? I'm humble, It is also more noble than you, because I am a fairy, and you are a mortal. "

"Do not……"

An Zheng held his head in his hands, and suddenly raised his head, his eyes red and blood red.

"But like ... this!"

The moment he looked up, all the concussion in his brain disappeared. His eyes were bloodshot, his ears were buzzing, and his head was heavy as if he had been stuffed into a mountain. But ... he is still alive, standing.

Zhuang Wuyan frowned: "How can you ... not die?"

Suddenly he moved, and Zhuang Wuyan grabbed his neck before Anzheng had not responded. Zhuang Wuyan raised his arm, and An Zheng was raised. This speed is simply not comparable to Anzheng ... The realm between two people is too different, just like the distance between the fairy palace and the realm.

"Then I will strangle you directly."

Zhuang Wuyan raised his head and looked at Anzheng: "Struggle, struggling to die is more powerful. No wonder my little fairy likes to kill people. It turns out that it's really interesting to see how people looked before they died. Your pupils are shrinking Breathing is getting shorter and shorter, judging from these, you are less than a minute away from death. "

He was injured and strained, and his fingers almost pinched into Anzheng's neck.

"This is the gap between Xianfan, you shouldn't be struggling, you should appoint. Just like those people who live in the human world, over the years, once someone who can practice in their family is directly wiped out, they Do you resist? If you do n’t resist, as long as you do n’t resist, at least the other people will live well. We have given you a stable world. Why should you not be convinced? "

He looked at An Zi's face, and said: "This is our alms to you, it should be cherished."

An Zheng raised his hand and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's hand, trying to break his finger. Zhuang Wuyan smiled after seeing Anzheng ’s move: "Do you know what the gap is between you and me? It's like, I'm holding a newly born little white rabbit, the little white rabbit will Can people break free? Can your weak hands break the iron gate? "

A muffled noise ... Zhuang Wuyan's face changed.

An Zheng broke a finger, then the second and the third.

White waves of light emanated from Anzheng's body, and that was not the light of cultivation power, but the light of physique. Behind Anzheng, a faint outline of God of War gradually appeared, and the figure that had disappeared for a long time appeared again.

The light in An Zheng comes from the bones, which is an expression of an absolutely strong physique.

"Die to me!"

Zhuang Wuyan punched Anzhan's lower abdomen with a fist, trying to directly penetrate Anzheng's lower abdomen and smash Anzhan's Dantian Qihai. The power of this punch is large enough to crush a hundred-mile mountain into powder. Zhuang Wuyan's realm suppressed the realm of Anzheng, and punching Anzheng into blood foam was not a big deal.

boom!

Zhuang Wuyan's body flew out with a shock, and with a click, his wrist bone and five finger bones were broken at the same time.

"You once stood at the top, once overlooked all living beings, and once the order in this world was set by you. Now that you are being bullied by such a humble person, how can you be worthy of your name?"

Da Chi's voice appeared in An Zheng's mind, full of anger.

"Ant! How dare you!"

Anzheng fiercely opened his mouth and made a really loud voice.

"I will give everything to you now, I will disperse the smoke ... nothing, even if I give you everything now, it ’s a waste of seven, seven, eight, or eight. In your current state, I ca n’t bear so much. But how can I just watch Because you are being bullied like this ... I'm so mad! "

The body warrior behind Anzheng is becoming more and more solid. Unlike the previous one, the original body warrior is a burly general wearing gold armor. At this time, the body behind Anzheng is a divine body with white hair and hair, a little hazy, but there is a kind of kingliness overlooking all living beings!

The sound of banging kept on, Anzhen ’s skin exploded inch by inch, the bones inside shattered like a bullet, and at least a dozen pieces hit Zhuang Wuyan ’s body directly to Zhuang Wuyan ’s fairy body The bones that penetrated like bullets penetrated and brought out blood mist.

The scattered bones reappeared, replaced by bones exuding holy radiance. The contented muscles and skin recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole person looked completely different.

"Humble people dare to deceive!"

Da Chi's voice appeared for the last time: "When killed!"

A white light erupted immediately following An Zheng, as a hurricane swept all around. The vast lake was pushed away in an instant, and the bottom of the lake was exposed. Where the white light passed by, the trees were uprooted and taken off into the sky, and the ground was lifted up at least one meter after the layer, and the tornado generally swayed out.

The physique and war **** behind Anzheng raised his head violently, and his eyes glowed with an eerie red light.

"kill!"

An Zheng snarled, it was his own voice, like a beast growl.