Repugnant Gateway

An Zheng took another step forward and said a word or three lightly.

"next."

The main doormen at the back looked at each other. In fact, everyone's strengths were similar. The true main doormen who were much stronger than them were all behind. It was impossible to show up so early. I thought that such a situation would be enough to overwhelm An Zheng, who thought that others would crush it all the way.

Not long after the time has passed, Anzheng has won three goalkeepers in succession, and one goalkeeper has not dared to fight and even left the game.

The next step is more embarrassing, whether to fight or not to fight.

If you fight, none of the remaining people have the certainty that the fight for safety will prevail. But if you don't fight, the entire face of Zhao Guojiang and Lake will be lost. This is not the honor and disgrace of one person or two, but everyone's. Even the real powerhouses who haven't shot yet and who haven't shown up in the dark are also embarrassed. Of course, King Zhao is no exception.

If you allow An Zheng to continue to move forward in this way, Zhao Guo ’s rivers and lakes will not only be swept away, but even the court of Zhao will also be swept away.

Others are only one person, and they are less than eighteen years old, and their practice is less than ten years. Who will not say that Yan Guo is stronger than Zhao Guo after this kind of crushing?

"It makes you show some limelight."

The old **** who appeared before came out with a snort, his arms hanging down very low. His sleeves were unusually wide, and the clothes were obviously modified.

He walked in front of everyone and said coldly: "It's really a big smile, a group of self-righteous grandfathers, do you now know that you are not as good as others? The king let you out, just to let you know how big the world is. Only you are a lesson. "

He came out at this time, of course, came to the round.

He looked back over the large courtyard, and there was still no movement. Obviously Wang Zhao was still waiting. If Wang Zhao did not want An Zheng to continue fighting, he should have sent the letter long ago.

"You have been domineering on weekdays because the king has given you much attention. Let you come out because although you are a master, you do not see far enough."

The old **** continued to delay the time, waiting for a clear instruction from the large courtyard.

He looked at the middle-aged man wearing a royal blue gown standing beside him: "Hu Bohou, or?"

The middle-aged man nodded: "Since it's a noble guest, it's a bit impolite for me to be greeted by an idle person, but the adults are all around the king to discuss the important matters of the court, so I have to be the idle person to receive. "

He took a step forward and stood in front of Anzheng: "My name is Fu Bo, and he is the most idle person in Zhao. He has an idle knighthood, Hu Bohou, Sect Master An, please enlighten me."

An Zheng heard of this Fu Bo, he had heard of it in the frontier years. This Fu Bozu can be regarded as the founding hero of Zhao State, so the offspring is quite blessed. It was just the generation of Fu Bo's father, because it was too bad and had no merit.

Fu Bo came out to play for Zhao Guo when he was a teenager, just to restore Fu's past status. However, because King Zhao was extremely disappointed with his father, he was even prejudiced against him. Even if he had countless merits later, he still could not get a real official position, but only sealed one without food or inheritance marquis.

Although he was disappointed, it was a good start for him. Therefore, Fu Bo never chooses, as long as it is arranged by the court, he will do his best to do it. Whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, whether it's saving or killing, as soon as the court came down to order, he would leave immediately.

So in recent years, people on the rivers and lakes have called him a shadow. The meaning of shadow waiting is that the first is that he is a practitioner who is not on the counter but the best can be obtained by Zhao Guoting. The second is, of course, the status of his marquis. Thirdly, it means that this person is terrible, and there is no trace like a shadow.

An Zheng knows Fu Bo, and of course Fu Bo also knows An Zheng.

But his understanding of An Zheng is far less than An Zheng's understanding of him. And for young people like Anzheng who seem to succeed easily, Fu Bo has always been jealous and hatred. He has done so many things for Da Zhao, and now he has not received the treatment he deserves, and An Zheng has got everything.

Anzheng clenched his fists in both hands, and he actually had some respect for someone like Fu Bo. The previous generation had eaten up the old ancestors left by his ancestors, and he fully relied on himself for his current position. The reason why An Zheng despised Fu Bo is that this person can do everything he can to restore his former status in his family.

A wicked person who is not a wicked person is somewhere between a killing and a killing. It is difficult to choose.

But for Anzheng, there is never a conflict between respect and whether to kill.

"Fu Yinghou."

Anzheng fists: "Long admiration for Daming."

Fu Bo also clenched his fists: "Sovereign An, I have long been famous for you."

He waved his hand: "You all go down. With your strength, I also want to ask Sect Master An for giving me a little too much. Next time I see you, dare you dare to come out and embarrass yourself."

Although the gatekeepers looked down on Fu Bo, they couldn't beat it, and they didn't want to mess with it, so they took the opportunity to disperse them all. It's just that Fu Bo's forced recovery of Zhao Guo's face seems to be somewhat useless. The old **** just said that it was King Zhao's order, and now it is said that the people on the rivers and lakes stood up spontaneously. This is not smart.

Fortunately, only An Zheng was present.

An Zheng said: "Then please invite Hu Bohou to enlighten me."

Fu Bo waved his hand: "No hurry, I have a few words to ask An Gong."

He looked at An Zheng and asked: "It was about five years ago? When I went to work in North Xinjiang, I heard that a generation of Yan Shan and South Xinjiang had a great man named An, but a young man, but he acted generously and did not help. The poor people on the Shaojiang Lake also helped many people. I had an old man in the family at the time, surnamed Jin, because the family had to drop grass on the lake ...

An Zheng's face changed slightly.

Fu Bodao: "This was a shame for my family. I didn't take care of the descendants of the old men. But I couldn't help myself at the time, so I could just stop by and see him. But when I heard that, he followed you."

He looked at An Zheng's eyes: "Is he alright?"

An Zheng: "No, I failed to take good care of him. He went to Fanggucheng in Dayanducheng with me and was injured after being injured."

Fu Bo: "I know, so I always wanted to ask you for a statement."

An Zheng: "I have already reported the hatred, but I owe him."

Fu Bo: "Then let me take it back for him. Since you took him in, why didn't you take care of him?"

Ann contends apologetically: "It is indeed that I did not take good care of me. I had promised to take him to a good life."

Fu Bodao: "Now that the grievances have already been explained, then if I am heavier, please forgive me. I want to kill you, not for the grievances between Da Zhao and Dayan, nor for the disputes between the rivers and lakes, just you Personal grudges between me. "

An Zheng suddenly sneered: "I had some respect for you, but now, I can only look down on you. You don't feel ashamed when you make an article with a dead old man? At first, you didn't even dare to take him in and expel him. When I was out of the house, I was afraid I did n’t have any old feelings in mind. Brother Jin, always thought of your goodness. "

"After he followed me, he still missed you and told me a few times. He said that even if I treat him well, if you pay Bo one day to call him back, he still has to go back. His ancestors are your subordinates. , The same is true of his father ’s generation.

An Zheng looked at Fu Bo's eyes had become cold: "But he hasn't waited for your call because his father stole other people's things because he was too poor. You feel humiliating. You are afraid of yourself. In the future, it will be mentioned that there is an old man who is a thief. Is your face disgraceful, right? "

"Now that Brother Jin is dead, you are using his reputation to find a reason for yourself. I really don't know how shameful. He has been dead for two years, and you now think of revenge for him? No, no, just because I am standing here now. Zhao The king wanted to kill me, but he didn't dare to kill him blatantly. He had to kill me with the conflicts and grievances on the rivers and lakes. However, those people before did not fight, and together they couldn't kill me. "

An Zheng raised his finger to Fu Bo's face: "You want to get up, you have to work hard to please King Zhao. So you will say that this is not a national grievance, but a private grievance between you and me."

The fighting sword in Anzheng's hands is boiling: "When it comes to justice, then I also want to ask you justice for Brother Jin."

Fu Bo's face was pale, so it felt really uncomfortable to be poked.

"You are going to die anyway."

He stepped forward: "Why not complete me?"

An Zheng: "Come on, I will complete you."

The light flashed on both hands of Fu Bo, and a sword and a sword appeared immediately.

Left-handed sword, right-handed sword.

[Sword and Sword Art: Open the Door to Hell]

Fu Bo's left-handed knife slashed forward, and a sharp sword-like light rushed straight to Anzheng. The long sword in his right hand points to the ground, and the ground beneath Anzheng's feet turns black. The hard ground starts to loosen, and it soon becomes the old man's swamp. An Zheng stepped there, his body began to fall.

In that swamp, countless hands stretched out to grab Anzheng's feet, making Anzheng unable to break free. But looking at the past, the ground has not changed, and no hand extended.

That's qi, strange sword qi.

An Zheng shook his head: "If it is not the art of light, I will destroy you with a sword."

Broke the sword to the next finger!

[Broken Army: Lightning strike! 】

Jian Qi slammed into the earth with electric current, and all the ghostly outstretched ghost hands were blasted to ashes. The earth returned to its original state in an instant, and Fu Bo's sword gas was directly dispelled by An Zheng's sword gas.

Anzheng strode forward: "You were originally a man of arrogance, but then you became more and more murky, so you will cultivate such a dark sword spirit."

Fu Bo: "Whether it is bright or dark, it is the most correct as long as it can help me succeed."

An Zheng left his left hand, Jiu You Lei Ling formed a string, like a long whip, Fu Bo's knife collapsed. An Zheng walked forward, with Nine You Lei Ling in his left hand, and a broken military sword in his right hand, with purple electricity lingering around.

Fu Bo: "You must die, you must die!"

His swords crossed, then slashed forward.

A huge cross-shaped strength splits towards An Zheng. Where the cross-shaped sharpness passes, the ground is cut open in unison. The two men just moved to move their position, with a large grinding disc in between. After the cruciform sharpness, the grinding disc was divided into four pieces directly.

Nian You Lei Ling from An Zheng's left hand flicked, and the purple electric long whip took the cross-shaped sharp air and flew it out. The cross-shaped sharp air flew away very far, at least three hundred meters, all the house buildings, The big tree, everything including people, is divided into four pieces by the cross-shaped sharp air, upright and neat.

An Zheng shook off the first cross-cutting spirit, and Fu Bo has shot a dozen more times.

Fierce every time.

Moreover, Fu Bo was not the only threat. The old **** stood in the distance, eager to try.