Repugnant Gateway

"If I am not arrogant, why should I suppress the world?"

An Zheng long sword forward: "Whatever you are, even if your body is an immortal emperor? In front of me, it is just a little hindrance on my way. If you can't cross the small threshold like you , I do n’t have to be obsessed. "

Xuanyuan: "You are dead, I will wait for the next practitioner."

While Anzheng was moving forward, Tianmu's phantom flew out of the Blood Peizhu bracelet, and for the first time identified the grade of the long sword in Xuanyuan's hand for Anzheng.

[Gold Pinnacle Magic Tool Zhan Lu, Zhan Lu is an ancient tool, although it is the pinnacle of gold pin, but the sword bearer can play a more fierce and domineering sword energy, can increase the sword gas attack power by 50%. Although the magic weapon has a single function, it can greatly improve the strength of the practitioner in combat. This sword is made of ice iron under the Bishui Hantan. The material grade is the same as that of the large gold star dragon pattern steel. It is second only to the star pattern meteorite. If it is added to the star pattern meteorite, it can be upgraded to a purple product. It can also be integrated into the Sword of the Broken Army. The Sword of the Broken Army will have the ability of Zhanlu to increase the sword spirit by 50%. 】

An Zheng smiled in his heart ... the ancient weapon, what a pity to keep, how good it is to break the army.

With a bang, two long swords collided in midair. A strenuous force was transmitted from Anzheng's arm, and the thorny bones were painful. An Zheng judged from the strength of Jianqi, Xuanyuan's strength itself was above the green lotus he had killed before. With the addition of this sword, it can increase the energy of the sword by 50%, and the strength of Xuanyuan can be raised to about the fifth grade of the Manchuria.

And Anzheng's current strength has not yet entered the small Manchuria. It is undoubtedly a terrifying thing to cross five realms and fight with opponents.

But An Zheng did not have the slightest fear, as he just said. He is a person with a heart in his heart, if he can't even pass the threshold of Xuanyuan, what would he want to suppress the world.

"Good strength!"

The spirit of Anzheng was refreshed, and the sword was full of energy.

Xuanyuan's feelings are deeper than that of Anzheng. He thought that this sword could stab Anzheng. After all, he had seen the decisive battle between Anzheng and Qinglian. As long as you do n’t give the other party the opportunity to perform that horrible forbidden technique, anxiety is not terrible. And Zhanlu has improved his speed and strength of sword energy, he has confidence that this sword can kill Qinglian in this secret realm.

However, this sword did not cause any harm to the opponent!

Just as Xuanyuan's face changed, Anzheng's sword spirit arrived. A few meters of tail flame was thrown from the broken army sword, and the swordman's sharp like a long sword was unmatched. Jianmang flung over, and a sharp breath arrived. Xuanyuan's face did not dare to be dismissed with discoloration, and he tried his best to split it with a sword.

On the Zhanlu sword, there was also a sword awn that was several meters long. The two swords collided to stir a spark. It seemed that the two men were waving two fire dragons in battle. The sword on the broken army sword was azure blue, showing a thunderbolt. The sword on the Zhanlu sword is white, and every sword will dance with snowflakes.

The two people moved quickly. Whether they were trees or buildings, everything was razed to the ground. Even the huge stones could not be stopped where Jianmang swept. A few meters high boulder, Jianmang swept across, cut open in unison.

Xuanyuan's Zhanlu sword picked up from the bottom, the sword gas extended from the ground, and a straight trench was cut out on the ground. Anzheng's broken army sword also moved forward. The sword gas and the sword gas collided on the ground. The ground shook a little at first, followed by countless fierce and broken sword qi swaying around, within a hundred meters, The ground was cut apart and shattered.

"I am the master here!"

Xuanyuan's body suddenly moved forward, and a burst of snow-like moment arrived in front of Anzheng. He held the hilt of the Zhanlu sword with both hands, and the tip of the sword pierced Anzhen's throat straight forward.

Be heard! The scale of a holy fish that flew out for An'an to block the sword was blown away. But in an instant, the second holy fish scale turned around again. Twenty-seven sacred fish scales revolve around security, with almost no dead ends.

[Fencing: Snow Dragon Roar! 】

As Xuanyuan shouted, a fierce sword gas erupted from the sword of Zhanlu. That Jian Qi was no longer a ray, but rather a mass, as if a huge snow mass had condensed on the tip of the sword of Zhan Lu, and then burst in front of An Zheng. The sword energy contained in it is so fierce, and it also carries the cold air that can close the strength of the other's cultivation!

Boom!

The scale of the holy fish blocked in front of Anzheng was struck again, but Xuanyuan's exercises had just begun. One sword, two swords, three swords ... one sword is faster than one sword. When Dangdang's voice continued, the twenty-seven holy fish scales turned over by An Zhengzheng's front wheel were all blown away. The power of this sword energy is direct and strong. Every time the snow burst on the sword, it is a huge force.

Anzheng has been a twenty-seven sword in a row, and there are no sacred fish scales around him. These twenty-seven swords were completed between electro-optical firestones. If it seemed to others, perhaps only one sword was seen. After the twenty-seven swords, Xuanyuan actually forced back Anzheng's absolute defense, and then a sword pierced Anzheng's heart.

"Strength is enough, but you are not fast enough."

An Zheng's voice appeared behind Xuanyuan, which made Xuanyuan's back sweat a moment. The other party is clearly under his sword, why did he suddenly get behind him?

Regardless of how Xuanyuan reacted, Anzheng had already punched Xuanyuan on the back. The power of Zhengdao Chunyang exploded from his fist, almost all of Xuanyuan ’s back burned out into a big pit, Xuanyuan ’s clothes were scorched, the skin of the back was burnt black, and even the muscles were burned out and exposed The spine is almost black. Fortunately, he was the avatar of a fairy emperor who struggled out, otherwise this punch was enough to kill him.

Even though the strength of this avatar is too weak, the Immortal Emperor is the Immortal Emperor, who once stood on the top of the practitioner.

Anzheng succeeded in punching, and did not give Xuanyuan a chance to fight back. The broken army sword pierced from behind, and a flash of electric light flashed on the tip of the sword.

[Broken Army: Lightning strike! 】

The sword energy mixed with the power of thunder and lightning, sharpness and domineering degree has been greatly improved. Jian Qi pierced through the wound behind Xuanyuan, and pierced through Xuanyuan's abdomen. Jian Qi continued to move forward, plowing the ground like a deep long trench.

Xuanyuan spouted a bit of blood and turned around hard: "Do you think ... you won?"

An Zheng's face changed drastically, but it was too late. Before Xuanyuan was injured, blood spilled a lot. Now every place with Xuanyuan hemostasis, like a plant growing out of a Xuanyuan out of the earth. Every drop of blood turned into a Xuanyuan.

【Blood Doppelganger】

A strong breath appeared on Anzheng's back, and the sword gas had arrived before Anzheng could react. At least a few hundred Xuanyuans appear. Although the power of these Xuanyuans is not strong, everyone can freely control Xuanyuan's sword spirit. They don't have the Zhanlu sword in their hands, but the middle and index fingers are close together, with the finger as the sword!

Previously, Anzheng had pierced Xuanyuan with a sword, but now Xuanyuan had pierced Anzhan with a sword, which also hurt his back.

With a pop, An Zheng was also spitting blood. However, Jian Qi did not pierce his body, after the purple fire refinement, after the secret realm refinement, An Zheng's flesh was already powerful to a terrible point. If the realm of Anzheng's strength is only less than Xiaomanjie, but his physical strength is already comparable to the practitioners of Damanjie, which is far from Xuanyuan!

"Very powerful."

An Zheng sipped the blood from his mouth, and a fierce expression flashed in his eyes.

"However, it's just a doppelganger!"

An Zheng turned back with a sword, and the several-meter-long Jianmang directly cut off the Xuanyuan lazy waist behind him. An Zheng felt the surging sword in the cracked avatar. He lifted his body and sucked violently, breathing greedily.

"It's a pity that you have such a strong sword spirit."

An Zheng's body moved suddenly, and the twins of the two worlds took him to shuttle among hundreds of Xuanyuan's avatars. The power of Xuanyuan cannot be distributed to hundreds of avatars, otherwise the power is too weak to hurt the contention. So these hundreds of avatars actually share the same strength. The power of Xuanyuan can be arbitrarily selected among hundreds of avatars, and it can completely paralyze the enemy, so that the enemy does not know which avatar has shot.

However, Ann is relying on speed. When the speed completely surpasses the other party, the other party can't respond at all. If it was An Si who was under siege, Xuanyuan had enough time to choose which doppelganger to let go, without flaw. But now, he can't keep up with the speed of Anzheng. He saw Anzheng rushing to an avatar. When he just wanted to transfer the power to this avatar, Anzheng had already cut off the avatar with a sword.

This is equivalent to, Xuanyuan has been running behind An Zheng, can only be thrown farther and farther. But in a short moment, Xuanyuan's avatars were broken one by one. A little sword gas remaining in those avatars was sucked into by An Zheng.

An Zheng is such a person. He was obviously injured and he was bleeding, but the pain stimulated his fighting spirit even more. If not, how could a man resist the siege of so many masters on Cangman Mountain? Instead, they killed so many people.

puff!

Broken Sword pierced the throat of the last Xuanyuan clone, and An Zhengmeng turned to look at the Xuanyuan behind: "Did you feel very sad and angry? Do you think that you are a clone of Xuanyuan Immortal Emperor and can win? If you think so If you think about it, you should take a win if you are stronger than me, but unfortunately ... I never make sense of such a fight. "

An Zheng struck forward, and the sword gas of the long sword went straight to Xuanyuan with the power of thunder. Xuanyuan stopped Zhan Lujian in front of his chest, all with hate in his eyes: "I will kill you!"

"You have no chance!"

Xuanyuan blocked Jianqi, but could not stop Anzheng. Anzheng and Jianqi started at the same time. When Jianqi attacked, Anzheng also sent behind the two twin trees to Xuanyuan. A strong purple light appeared in his palm, which was Jiugang Tianlei which could be completed with one hand now.

"Never again."

An Zheng put the Jiugang Tianlei into the wound behind Xuanyuan: "People leave, the sword stays!"

boom!