An Zheng's body exudes an indescribable faint white color. People are always used to distinguish certain fifth-grade grades based on color. The most basic grade is emerald white, red, gold and purple, and purple often symbolizes higher grades.
"You are even more humble. You will die in the hands of me, an ant."
"Pfft..."
"Mortal... you think you can defeat me like this?"
At this moment, An Zheng was like a god of murder, his eyes were blood red, and he seemed to have completely lost his mind. In his mind, there was a voice telling him again and again... You are the most noble person at this time, and these humble people dare to bully you. How can you bear it? You are the only person in the world who should be afraid of others, and you must not be afraid of anyone else!
That might be Da Chi's last cry in memory, but it affected An Zheng's mood.
An Zheng pointed forward, and the physical war god behind him teleported over and flew directly behind Zhuang Wuyan. In mid-air, his body rotated half a circle and kicked Zhuang Wuyan on the back with a roundhouse kick. Zhuang Wuyan was kicked back by this huge force, but An Zheng arrived again.
But at this moment, the white light on An Zheng's body was an almost holy color.
The physical body was pulled away by two people, the head was pulled off by An Zheng, and the body was pulled over by the physical war god.
"kill!"
An Zheng walked over without saying a word, raised his foot and stomped down. The sole of his foot stepped on Zhuang Wuyan's head, and the head hit the ground directly. With a bang, a huge pit exploded on the ground, and Zhuang Wuyan's body went directly into the bottom of the pit.
Zhuang Wuyan, who was running wildly, was grabbed by the head, and his forward force was suddenly stopped. His head quickly moved backwards, and his neck was broken with a click. And under the huge force, a handful of hair in An Zheng's hand was pulled out instantly.
"kill!"
With one grab and one kick, the remaining arm was torn off by An Zheng. Not much blood was spilled anymore, and Zhuang Wuyan's body was like noodles.
Without his arms, Zhuang Wuyan fell to the ground and wriggled like an ugly flesh bug. His face was raised to the ground, and because he was unable to turn over, his remaining eye could only look at the inch of ground in front of him.
"You are even more humble. You will die in the hands of me, an ant."
"kill!"
He grinned, still disdainful: "You are just the slightly stronger one among the many ants in the human world."
The Physical God of War punched out Zhuang Wuyan's eyeball, then lifted Zhuang Wuyan up with one arm, raised it above his head and then smashed it down hard. Zhuang Wuyan's head hit the ground with a bang, and the Physical War God grabbed his neck and pressed him to the ground while running forward, while Zhuang Wuyan's head was under the ground. As the physical war god sprinted forward, Zhuang Wuyan's head plowed a deep furrow into the ground like an iron plow.
A roar roared out of An Zheng's throat, like the release of a furious beast before its transformation. A sound wave erupted forward from his mouth, and Zhuang Wuyan, who had been punched with more than a dozen holes in the distance, was knocked away by the hurricane-like sound wave.
"Why don't you dare!"
An Zheng walked over without saying a word, raised his foot and stomped down. The sole of his foot stepped on Zhuang Wuyan's head, and the head hit the ground directly. With a bang, a huge pit exploded on the ground, and Zhuang Wuyan's body went directly into the bottom of the pit.
"You are even more humble. You will die in the hands of me, an ant."
"Immortal... is always aloof. Even if you defeat me, what will happen? In fact, you are right... People like me... Ahem, people like me are nothing in the Immortal Palace. There are so many immortals stronger than me. , any one person can tear you into pieces. With your strength, you still want to overthrow the Immortal Palace... Ahem, An Zheng, do you know how many practitioners want to overthrow the Immortal Palace every year? Do you know how many we kill every year?”
"Fairy?"
An Zheng grabbed the wrist of Zhuang Wuyan's arm, used this arm as a big stick, swung it up and hit Zhuang Wuyan on the back of the head.
An Zheng pointed forward, and the physical war god behind him teleported over and flew directly behind Zhuang Wuyan. In mid-air, his body rotated half a circle and kicked Zhuang Wuyan on the back with a roundhouse kick. Zhuang Wuyan was kicked back by this huge force, but An Zheng arrived again.
"You are even more humble. You will die in the hands of me, an ant."
An Zheng pointed forward, and the physical war god behind him teleported over and flew directly behind Zhuang Wuyan. In mid-air, his body rotated half a circle and kicked Zhuang Wuyan on the back with a roundhouse kick. Zhuang Wuyan was kicked back by this huge force, but An Zheng arrived again.
Bang!
"Mortal... you think you can defeat me like this?"
An Zheng pointed forward, and the physical war god behind him teleported over and flew directly behind Zhuang Wuyan. In mid-air, his body rotated half a circle and kicked Zhuang Wuyan on the back with a roundhouse kick. Zhuang Wuyan was kicked back by this huge force, but An Zheng arrived again.
An Zheng's eyes shot out two red lights, which penetrated the billowing smoke and found Zhuang Wuyan's location. Zhuang Wuyan thought he could take the opportunity to retreat, but how could he have imagined that An Zheng had the ability to sense everything in the world.
The fist hit Zhuang Wuyan hard on the chest, punching directly through the body, and the bloody arm went in from the chest and came out from behind.
"electricity?"
Zhuang Wuyan vomited blood from his mouth, and the blow that penetrated his chest almost shattered him. He raised his head and looked at An Zheng with fierce eyes.
He grinned, still disdainful: "You are just the slightly stronger one among the many ants in the human world."
An Zheng snorted, raised his hand, and the purple lightning dragon roared away towards the black dragon. What a magnificent scene it was... Long purple electric dragons and long black electric dragons collided in mid-air, and the explosions directly overturned the nearby mountains.
Without his arms, Zhuang Wuyan fell to the ground and wriggled like an ugly flesh bug. His face was raised to the ground, and because he was unable to turn over, his remaining eye could only look at the inch of ground in front of him.
A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and more was blood foam and minced meat. In fact, the blood was almost gone.
At the same time, the Physical God of War chased after him and kicked Zhuang Wuyan in the crook of his leg. With a plop, Zhuang Wuyan's knees hit the ground and he knelt in front of An Zheng. An Zheng pulled out his fist from Zhuang Wuyan's chest, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's face with his bloody palm.
The Physical God of War held Zhuang Wuyan down and ran forward for at least dozens of meters. Then he let go and Zhuang Wuyan's body plowed the ground and rushed towards An Zheng. An Zheng waited until Zhuang Wuyan's body was standing upside down and crossed over, then kicked Zhuang Wuyan's waist with a sweeping kick. With a click, Zhuang Wuyan's lower body broke to the side. When the person flew out, his legs and head hit each other... It wasn't a bending type of collision, but a side-breaking collision.
A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and more was blood foam and minced meat. In fact, the blood was almost gone.
"Fairy?"
With one grab and one kick, the remaining arm was torn off by An Zheng. Not much blood was spilled anymore, and Zhuang Wuyan's body was like noodles.
An Zheng snorted, raised his hand, and the purple lightning dragon roared away towards the black dragon. What a magnificent scene it was... Long purple electric dragons and long black electric dragons collided in mid-air, and the explosions directly overturned the nearby mountains.
boom!
An Zheng waved his hand and threw the hair out. The hair turned into thousands of sharp arrows, which penetrated Zhuang Wuyan's body one by one, almost like a sieve.
Zhuang Wuyan vomited blood from his mouth, and the blow that penetrated his chest almost shattered him. He raised his head and looked at An Zheng with fierce eyes.
An Zheng grabbed the wrist of Zhuang Wuyan's arm, used this arm as a big stick, swung it up and hit Zhuang Wuyan on the back of the head.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
At the same time, the Physical God of War chased after him and kicked Zhuang Wuyan in the crook of his leg. With a plop, Zhuang Wuyan's knees hit the ground and he knelt in front of An Zheng. An Zheng pulled out his fist from Zhuang Wuyan's chest, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's face with his bloody palm.
That might be Da Chi's last cry in memory, but it affected An Zheng's mood.
With one grab and one kick, the remaining arm was torn off by An Zheng. Not much blood was spilled anymore, and Zhuang Wuyan's body was like noodles.
"Mortal... you think you can defeat me like this?"
The physical war god grabbed Zhuang Wuyan, pinched Zhuang Wuyan's neck with his left hand, and raised his right fist to hit Zhuang Wuyan's left eye. When the punch exploded, the eye socket exploded. The eyeball exploded inside the socket, and the red and white flesh flew out.
The fist hit Zhuang Wuyan hard on the chest, punching directly through the body, and the bloody arm went in from the chest and came out from behind.
An Zheng came over, grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's neck and picked him up: "Don't you think that you are suffering retribution now? Do you think that you are so superior that you can only kill mortals and they cannot resist? Who is this world? After establishing the hierarchy, who treats mortals as pigs and dogs? Sooner or later, I will attack the Immortal Palace and pull down those of you who think you are superior one by one and crush them to pieces!"
He grinned, still disdainful: "You are just the slightly stronger one among the many ants in the human world."
He grinned, still disdainful: "You are just the slightly stronger one among the many ants in the human world."
boom!
"You... stop dreaming."
"electricity?"
Suddenly, a ball of black light exploded from his body, fiercely knocking An Zheng away. A cyclone appeared in the sky, and streaks of black lightning rushed down like angry dragons. The black electricity flashing on those giant dragons seemed not to come from the sky, but from hell.
"You are even more humble. You will die in the hands of me, an ant."
"Immortal body?"
Suddenly, a ball of black light exploded from his body, fiercely knocking An Zheng away. A cyclone appeared in the sky, and streaks of black lightning rushed down like angry dragons. The black electricity flashing on those giant dragons seemed not to come from the sky, but from hell.
"Fairy?"
"You...you will be punished. Anyone...ahem...anyone who dares to resist the Immortal Palace will be punished."
"kill!"
"electricity?"
Zhuang Wuyan, who was running wildly, was grabbed by the head, and his forward force was suddenly stopped. His head quickly moved backwards, and his neck was broken with a click. And under the huge force, a handful of hair in An Zheng's hand was pulled out instantly.
"electricity?"
He had just gained the power of Da Chi at this time, and his body had evolved to a true demigod state. In the Daxi era, An Zheng's demigod body was actually not pure. At this moment, he already has a physique that is different from any practitioners in the human world and different from any immortals, God!
"You are even more humble. You will die in the hands of me, an ant."
An Zheng snorted, raised his hand, and the purple lightning dragon roared away towards the black dragon. What a magnificent scene it was... Long purple electric dragons and long black electric dragons collided in mid-air, and the explosions directly overturned the nearby mountains.
The Physical God of War held Zhuang Wuyan down and ran forward for at least dozens of meters. Then he let go and Zhuang Wuyan's body plowed the ground and rushed towards An Zheng. An Zheng waited until Zhuang Wuyan's body was standing upside down and crossed over, then kicked Zhuang Wuyan's waist with a sweeping kick. With a click, Zhuang Wuyan's lower body broke to the side. When the person flew out, his legs and head hit each other... It wasn't a bending type of collision, but a side-breaking collision.
Zhuang Wuyan, who was running wildly, was grabbed by the head, and his forward force was suddenly stopped. His head quickly moved backwards, and his neck was broken with a click. And under the huge force, a handful of hair in An Zheng's hand was pulled out instantly.
At the same time, the Physical God of War chased after him and kicked Zhuang Wuyan in the crook of his leg. With a plop, Zhuang Wuyan's knees hit the ground and he knelt in front of An Zheng. An Zheng pulled out his fist from Zhuang Wuyan's chest, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's face with his bloody palm.
Under the violent explosion, the mountain quickly changed from a thousand meters high to 800 meters, 500 meters, 300 meters... In just a few minutes, a majestic mountain was directly hit by two violent thunder forces of heaven. Boom gone. In the billowing smoke and dust, the figures of the two people disappeared.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
At the same time, the Physical God of War chased after him and kicked Zhuang Wuyan in the crook of his leg. With a plop, Zhuang Wuyan's knees hit the ground and he knelt in front of An Zheng. An Zheng pulled out his fist from Zhuang Wuyan's chest, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's face with his bloody palm.
"electricity?"
The Physical God of War punched out Zhuang Wuyan's eyeball, then lifted Zhuang Wuyan up with one arm, raised it above his head and then smashed it down hard. Zhuang Wuyan's head hit the ground with a bang, and the Physical War God grabbed his neck and pressed him to the ground while running forward, while Zhuang Wuyan's head was under the ground. As the physical war god sprinted forward, Zhuang Wuyan's head plowed a deep furrow into the ground like an iron plow.
After landing, Zhuang Wuyan was already dying, but his powerful immortal body still maintained his life. He struggled to sit up, but he didn't have any strength at all.
He grinned, still disdainful: "You are just the slightly stronger one among the many ants in the human world."
The Physical War God flew over and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan from the rubble. Such a powerful immortal body was almost beaten to pieces. If he were an ordinary Great Saint Realm practitioner, he would have turned into a pile of meat at this moment.
For some reason, An Zheng suddenly felt that the eyes of the physical war god were so strange. What he doesn't know is that if you give him a mirror at this moment and let him look at himself, he will find that his eyes are equally strange...
"Want to escape?"
Under the violent explosion, the mountain quickly changed from a thousand meters high to 800 meters, 500 meters, 300 meters... In just a few minutes, a majestic mountain was directly hit by two violent thunder forces of heaven. Boom gone. In the billowing smoke and dust, the figures of the two people disappeared.
boom!
"You are even more humble. You will die in the hands of me, an ant."
A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and more was blood foam and minced meat. In fact, the blood was almost gone.
Zhuang Wuyan, who was running wildly, was grabbed by the head, and his forward force was suddenly stopped. His head quickly moved backwards, and his neck was broken with a click. And under the huge force, a handful of hair in An Zheng's hand was pulled out instantly.
"Immortal body?"
An Zheng's lips curved into a cold smile.
The Physical God of War jumped down, grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's ankle, rolled it around and threw it back. When Zhuang Wuyan flew over, An Zheng reached out and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's remaining arm, and then put his foot on Zhuang Wuyan's body.
Zhuang Wuyan vomited blood from his mouth, and the blow that penetrated his chest almost shattered him. He raised his head and looked at An Zheng with fierce eyes.
"electricity?"
Zhuang Wuyan vomited blood from his mouth, and the blow that penetrated his chest almost shattered him. He raised his head and looked at An Zheng with fierce eyes.
Bang!
An Zheng grabbed the wrist of Zhuang Wuyan's arm, used this arm as a big stick, swung it up and hit Zhuang Wuyan on the back of the head.
"Mortal... you think you can defeat me like this?"
He had just gained the power of Da Chi at this time, and his body had evolved to a true demigod state. In the Daxi era, An Zheng's demigod body was actually not pure. At this moment, he already has a physique that is different from any practitioners in the human world and different from any immortals, God!
At the same time, the Physical God of War chased after him and kicked Zhuang Wuyan in the crook of his leg. With a plop, Zhuang Wuyan's knees hit the ground and he knelt in front of An Zheng. An Zheng pulled out his fist from Zhuang Wuyan's chest, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's face with his bloody palm.
Zhuang Wuyan vomited blood from his mouth, and the blow that penetrated his chest almost shattered him. He raised his head and looked at An Zheng with fierce eyes.
An Zheng's eyes shot out two red lights, which penetrated the billowing smoke and found Zhuang Wuyan's location. Zhuang Wuyan thought he could take the opportunity to retreat, but how could he have imagined that An Zheng had the ability to sense everything in the world.
The cultivation technique that Fang Tanzhi taught An Zheng once again came into play. Amid the explosive and frantic aura, An Zheng accurately found Zhuang Wuyan's position, teleported over, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's hand from behind. hair.
"Want to escape?"
"You...you will be punished. Anyone...ahem...anyone who dares to resist the Immortal Palace will be punished."
Zhuang Wuyan, who was running wildly, was grabbed by the head, and his forward force was suddenly stopped. His head quickly moved backwards, and his neck was broken with a click. And under the huge force, a handful of hair in An Zheng's hand was pulled out instantly.
Zhuang Wuyan vomited blood from his mouth, and the blow that penetrated his chest almost shattered him. He raised his head and looked at An Zheng with fierce eyes.
An Zheng stepped on Zhuang Wuyan's back, leaned over and grabbed one of Zhuang Wuyan's arms, stepped on it with force, and pulled his hand upward... With a pop, the arm was lifted directly from An Zheng's shoulder. Pulled off. Zhuang Wuyan screamed in pain, and the blood on his shoulder flowed out like a waterfall.
The cultivation technique that Fang Tanzhi taught An Zheng once again came into play. Amid the explosive and frantic aura, An Zheng accurately found Zhuang Wuyan's position, teleported over, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's hand from behind. hair.
"Mortal... you think you can defeat me like this?"
The Physical God of War jumped down, grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's ankle, rolled it around and threw it back. When Zhuang Wuyan flew over, An Zheng reached out and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's remaining arm, and then put his foot on Zhuang Wuyan's body.
But at this moment, the white light on An Zheng's body was an almost holy color.
"Immortal body?"
Zhuang Wuyan, who was running wildly, was grabbed by the head, and his forward force was suddenly stopped. His head quickly moved backwards, and his neck was broken with a click. And under the huge force, a handful of hair in An Zheng's hand was pulled out instantly.
An Zheng's eyes shot out two red lights, which penetrated the billowing smoke and found Zhuang Wuyan's location. Zhuang Wuyan thought he could take the opportunity to retreat, but how could he have imagined that An Zheng had the ability to sense everything in the world.
"You are even more humble. You will die in the hands of me, an ant."
An Zheng grinned. The physical war god couldn't speak, so he also grinned.
An Zheng grabbed Zhuang Wuyan and shook him, and Zhuang Wuyan's body immediately floated sideways. The physical war god stepped over and stretched out his hand, grabbing Zhuang Wuyan's legs. An Zheng grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's head with both hands, and the physical war god grabbed his legs. The two looked at each other, and then pulled back at the same time...
"Mortal... you think you can defeat me like this?"
At this moment, An Zheng was like a god of murder, his eyes were blood red, and he seemed to have completely lost his mind. In his mind, there was a voice telling him again and again... You are the most noble person at this time, and these humble people dare to bully you. How can you bear it? You are the only person in the world who should be afraid of others, and you must not be afraid of anyone else!
The physical war god threw the body on the ground, and An Zheng threw the head on the ground. The two men looked at each other, standing face to face. An Zheng reached out and raised his hand, and the Physical War God also reached out and raised his hand, slapping his two hands in mid-air.
An Zheng waved his hand and threw the hair out. The hair turned into thousands of sharp arrows, which penetrated Zhuang Wuyan's body one by one, almost like a sieve.
The Physical God of War jumped down, grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's ankle, rolled it around and threw it back. When Zhuang Wuyan flew over, An Zheng reached out and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's remaining arm, and then put his foot on Zhuang Wuyan's body.
"You... stop dreaming."
With one grab and one kick, the remaining arm was torn off by An Zheng. Not much blood was spilled anymore, and Zhuang Wuyan's body was like noodles.
"You dare to kill the immortal!"
An Zheng came over, grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's neck and picked him up: "Don't you think that you are suffering retribution now? Do you think that you are so superior that you can only kill mortals and they cannot resist? Who is this world? After establishing the hierarchy, who treats mortals as pigs and dogs? Sooner or later, I will attack the Immortal Palace and pull down those of you who think you are superior one by one and crush them to pieces!"
"kill!"
That might be Da Chi's last cry in memory, but it affected An Zheng's mood.
"Want to escape?"
"Why don't you dare!"
"You...you will be punished. Anyone...ahem...anyone who dares to resist the Immortal Palace will be punished."
An Zheng grabbed the wrist of Zhuang Wuyan's arm, used this arm as a big stick, swung it up and hit Zhuang Wuyan on the back of the head.
But at this moment, the white light on An Zheng's body was an almost holy color.
"electricity?"
Suddenly, a ball of black light exploded from his body, fiercely knocking An Zheng away. A cyclone appeared in the sky, and streaks of black lightning rushed down like angry dragons. The black electricity flashing on those giant dragons seemed not to come from the sky, but from hell.
"Want to escape?"
The physical war god threw the body on the ground, and An Zheng threw the head on the ground. The two men looked at each other, standing face to face. An Zheng reached out and raised his hand, and the Physical War God also reached out and raised his hand, slapping his two hands in mid-air.
An Zheng stepped on Zhuang Wuyan's back, leaned over and grabbed one of Zhuang Wuyan's arms, stepped on it with force, and pulled his hand upward... With a pop, the arm was lifted directly from An Zheng's shoulder. Pulled off. Zhuang Wuyan screamed in pain, and the blood on his shoulder flowed out like a waterfall.
An Zheng grinned. The physical war god couldn't speak, so he also grinned.
A roar roared out of An Zheng's throat, like the release of a furious beast before its transformation. A sound wave erupted forward from his mouth, and Zhuang Wuyan, who had been punched with more than a dozen holes in the distance, was knocked away by the hurricane-like sound wave.
But at this moment, the white light on An Zheng's body was an almost holy color.
An Zheng grabbed the wrist of Zhuang Wuyan's arm, used this arm as a big stick, swung it up and hit Zhuang Wuyan on the back of the head.
The Physical God of War jumped down, grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's ankle, rolled it around and threw it back. When Zhuang Wuyan flew over, An Zheng reached out and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's remaining arm, and then put his foot on Zhuang Wuyan's body.
Without his arms, Zhuang Wuyan fell to the ground and wriggled like an ugly flesh bug. His face was raised to the ground, and because he was unable to turn over, his remaining eye could only look at the inch of ground in front of him.
The Physical God of War held Zhuang Wuyan down and ran forward for at least dozens of meters. Then he let go and Zhuang Wuyan's body plowed the ground and rushed towards An Zheng. An Zheng waited until Zhuang Wuyan's body was standing upside down and crossed over, then kicked Zhuang Wuyan's waist with a sweeping kick. With a click, Zhuang Wuyan's lower body broke to the side. When the person flew out, his legs and head hit each other... It wasn't a bending type of collision, but a side-breaking collision.
"You...you will be punished. Anyone...ahem...anyone who dares to resist the Immortal Palace will be punished."
"You... stop dreaming."
The Physical War God flew over and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan from the rubble. Such a powerful immortal body was almost beaten to pieces. If he were an ordinary Great Saint Realm practitioner, he would have turned into a pile of meat at this moment.
An Zheng pointed forward, and the physical war god behind him teleported over and flew directly behind Zhuang Wuyan. In mid-air, his body rotated half a circle and kicked Zhuang Wuyan on the back with a roundhouse kick. Zhuang Wuyan was kicked back by this huge force, but An Zheng arrived again.
The dying Zhuang Wuyan's face had been beaten horribly, and the eye that could barely see An Zheng was almost sealed by a swollen eyelid. His bloody head was drooping, but he tried his best to lift it up to maintain his last bit of dignity as an immortal.
Bang!
Suddenly, a ball of black light exploded from his body, fiercely knocking An Zheng away. A cyclone appeared in the sky, and streaks of black lightning rushed down like angry dragons. The black electricity flashing on those giant dragons seemed not to come from the sky, but from hell.
An Zheng's lips curved into a cold smile.
The physical war god grabbed Zhuang Wuyan, pinched Zhuang Wuyan's neck with his left hand, and raised his right fist to hit Zhuang Wuyan's left eye. When the punch exploded, the eye socket exploded. The eyeball exploded inside the socket, and the red and white flesh flew out.
The Physical God of War punched out Zhuang Wuyan's eyeball, then lifted Zhuang Wuyan up with one arm, raised it above his head and then smashed it down hard. Zhuang Wuyan's head hit the ground with a bang, and the Physical War God grabbed his neck and pressed him to the ground while running forward, while Zhuang Wuyan's head was under the ground. As the physical war god sprinted forward, Zhuang Wuyan's head plowed a deep furrow into the ground like an iron plow.
An Zheng came over, grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's neck and picked him up: "Don't you think that you are suffering retribution now? Do you think that you are so superior that you can only kill mortals and they cannot resist? Who is this world? After establishing the hierarchy, who treats mortals as pigs and dogs? Sooner or later, I will attack the Immortal Palace and pull down those of you who think you are superior one by one and crush them to pieces!"
At this moment, the back half of Zhuang Wuyan's skull was almost completely shattered, and several pieces of skull shot out like bullets, sweeping around. What looked like a huge mountain and what looked like a lake are now gone. The ground has been lifted up to a thickness of almost two meters. This is where no grass grows.
Zhuang Wuyan, who was running wildly, was grabbed by the head, and his forward force was suddenly stopped. His head quickly moved backwards, and his neck was broken with a click. And under the huge force, a handful of hair in An Zheng's hand was pulled out instantly.
For some reason, An Zheng suddenly felt that the eyes of the physical war god were so strange. What he doesn't know is that if you give him a mirror at this moment and let him look at himself, he will find that his eyes are equally strange...
The fist hit Zhuang Wuyan hard on the chest, punching directly through the body, and the bloody arm went in from the chest and came out from behind.
The physical body was pulled away by two people, the head was pulled off by An Zheng, and the body was pulled over by the physical war god.
An Zheng walked over without saying a word, raised his foot and stomped down. The sole of his foot stepped on Zhuang Wuyan's head, and the head hit the ground directly. With a bang, a huge pit exploded on the ground, and Zhuang Wuyan's body went directly into the bottom of the pit.
"Fairy?"
The Physical War God flew over and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan from the rubble. Such a powerful immortal body was almost beaten to pieces. If he were an ordinary Great Saint Realm practitioner, he would have turned into a pile of meat at this moment.
An Zheng kicked Zhuang Wuyan away, and his body spun in mid-air and hit a falling boulder. With a loud bang, his body smashed the solid stone into powder.
The Physical War God flew over and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan from the rubble. Such a powerful immortal body was almost beaten to pieces. If he were an ordinary Great Saint Realm practitioner, he would have turned into a pile of meat at this moment.
Zhuang Wuyan, who was running wildly, was grabbed by the head, and his forward force was suddenly stopped. His head quickly moved backwards, and his neck was broken with a click. And under the huge force, a handful of hair in An Zheng's hand was pulled out instantly.
The Physical War God flew over and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan from the rubble. Such a powerful immortal body was almost beaten to pieces. If he were an ordinary Great Saint Realm practitioner, he would have turned into a pile of meat at this moment.
A roar roared out of An Zheng's throat, like the release of a furious beast before its transformation. A sound wave erupted forward from his mouth, and Zhuang Wuyan, who had been punched with more than a dozen holes in the distance, was knocked away by the hurricane-like sound wave.
The Physical God of War punched out Zhuang Wuyan's eyeball, then lifted Zhuang Wuyan up with one arm, raised it above his head and then smashed it down hard. Zhuang Wuyan's head hit the ground with a bang, and the Physical War God grabbed his neck and pressed him to the ground while running forward, while Zhuang Wuyan's head was under the ground. As the physical war god sprinted forward, Zhuang Wuyan's head plowed a deep furrow into the ground like an iron plow.
At this moment, An Zheng was like a god of murder, his eyes were blood red, and he seemed to have completely lost his mind. In his mind, there was a voice telling him again and again... You are the most noble person at this time, and these humble people dare to bully you. How can you bear it? You are the only person in the world who should be afraid of others, and you must not be afraid of anyone else!
At this moment, An Zheng was like a god of murder, his eyes were blood red, and he seemed to have completely lost his mind. In his mind, there was a voice telling him again and again... You are the most noble person at this time, and these humble people dare to bully you. How can you bear it? You are the only person in the world who should be afraid of others, and you must not be afraid of anyone else!
The cultivation technique that Fang Tanzhi taught An Zheng once again came into play. Amid the explosive and frantic aura, An Zheng accurately found Zhuang Wuyan's position, teleported over, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's hand from behind. hair.
The Physical God of War punched out Zhuang Wuyan's eyeball, then lifted Zhuang Wuyan up with one arm, raised it above his head and then smashed it down hard. Zhuang Wuyan's head hit the ground with a bang, and the Physical War God grabbed his neck and pressed him to the ground while running forward, while Zhuang Wuyan's head was under the ground. As the physical war god sprinted forward, Zhuang Wuyan's head plowed a deep furrow into the ground like an iron plow.
"Fairy?"
"Pfft..."
Zhuang Wuyan vomited blood from his mouth, and the blow that penetrated his chest almost shattered him. He raised his head and looked at An Zheng with fierce eyes.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
That might be Da Chi's last cry in memory, but it affected An Zheng's mood.
But at this moment, the white light on An Zheng's body was an almost holy color.
The cultivation technique that Fang Tanzhi taught An Zheng once again came into play. Amid the explosive and frantic aura, An Zheng accurately found Zhuang Wuyan's position, teleported over, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's hand from behind. hair.
For some reason, An Zheng suddenly felt that the eyes of the physical war god were so strange. What he doesn't know is that if you give him a mirror at this moment and let him look at himself, he will find that his eyes are equally strange...
"Why don't you dare!"
"How dare you... attack an immortal."
"electricity?"
The physical war god threw the body on the ground, and An Zheng threw the head on the ground. The two men looked at each other, standing face to face. An Zheng reached out and raised his hand, and the Physical War God also reached out and raised his hand, slapping his two hands in mid-air.
He grinned, still disdainful: "You are just the slightly stronger one among the many ants in the human world."
After all, Zhuang Wuyan was not an immortal, and his strength could defeat Ning Xiaolou. However, when Da Chi's power explodes, what's the point of being stronger? If after a while, Da Chi's power is partly absorbed by An Zheng and partly dissipated, it will be almost impossible for An Zheng to defeat him. But at this time, An Zheng was absolutely strong. He didn't even have the strength to escape in front of An Zheng.
"You dare to kill the immortal!"
At the same time, the Physical God of War chased after him and kicked Zhuang Wuyan in the crook of his leg. With a plop, Zhuang Wuyan's knees hit the ground and he knelt in front of An Zheng. An Zheng pulled out his fist from Zhuang Wuyan's chest, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's face with his bloody palm.
At the same time, the Physical God of War chased after him and kicked Zhuang Wuyan in the crook of his leg. With a plop, Zhuang Wuyan's knees hit the ground and he knelt in front of An Zheng. An Zheng pulled out his fist from Zhuang Wuyan's chest, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's face with his bloody palm.
"Want to escape?"
The Physical War God flew over and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan from the rubble. Such a powerful immortal body was almost beaten to pieces. If he were an ordinary Great Saint Realm practitioner, he would have turned into a pile of meat at this moment.
An Zheng pointed forward, and the physical war god behind him teleported over and flew directly behind Zhuang Wuyan. In mid-air, his body rotated half a circle and kicked Zhuang Wuyan on the back with a roundhouse kick. Zhuang Wuyan was kicked back by this huge force, but An Zheng arrived again.
"You...you will be punished. Anyone...ahem...anyone who dares to resist the Immortal Palace will be punished."
At the same time, the Physical God of War chased after him and kicked Zhuang Wuyan in the crook of his leg. With a plop, Zhuang Wuyan's knees hit the ground and he knelt in front of An Zheng. An Zheng pulled out his fist from Zhuang Wuyan's chest, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's face with his bloody palm.
The Physical God of War jumped down, grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's ankle, rolled it around and threw it back. When Zhuang Wuyan flew over, An Zheng reached out and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's remaining arm, and then put his foot on Zhuang Wuyan's body.
"You...you will be punished. Anyone...ahem...anyone who dares to resist the Immortal Palace will be punished."
"electricity?"
The physical war god grabbed Zhuang Wuyan, pinched Zhuang Wuyan's neck with his left hand, and raised his right fist to hit Zhuang Wuyan's left eye. When the punch exploded, the eye socket exploded. The eyeball exploded inside the socket, and the red and white flesh flew out.
After landing, Zhuang Wuyan was already dying, but his powerful immortal body still maintained his life. He struggled to sit up, but he didn't have any strength at all.
Zhuang Wuyan vomited blood from his mouth, and the blow that penetrated his chest almost shattered him. He raised his head and looked at An Zheng with fierce eyes.
He had just gained the power of Da Chi at this time, and his body had evolved to a true demigod state. In the Daxi era, An Zheng's demigod body was actually not pure. At this moment, he already has a physique that is different from any practitioners in the human world and different from any immortals, God!
But at this moment, the white light on An Zheng's body was an almost holy color.
"Pfft..."
The dying Zhuang Wuyan's face had been beaten horribly, and the eye that could barely see An Zheng was almost sealed by a swollen eyelid. His bloody head was drooping, but he tried his best to lift it up to maintain his last bit of dignity as an immortal.
He had just gained the power of Da Chi at this time, and his body had evolved to a true demigod state. In the Daxi era, An Zheng's demigod body was actually not pure. At this moment, he already has a physique that is different from any practitioners in the human world and different from any immortals, God!
The Physical God of War punched out Zhuang Wuyan's eyeball, then lifted Zhuang Wuyan up with one arm, raised it above his head and then smashed it down hard. Zhuang Wuyan's head hit the ground with a bang, and the Physical War God grabbed his neck and pressed him to the ground while running forward, while Zhuang Wuyan's head was under the ground. As the physical war god sprinted forward, Zhuang Wuyan's head plowed a deep furrow into the ground like an iron plow.
The Physical War God flew over and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan from the rubble. Such a powerful immortal body was almost beaten to pieces. If he were an ordinary Great Saint Realm practitioner, he would have turned into a pile of meat at this moment.
The Physical God of War held Zhuang Wuyan down and ran forward for at least dozens of meters. Then he let go and Zhuang Wuyan's body plowed the ground and rushed towards An Zheng. An Zheng waited until Zhuang Wuyan's body was standing upside down and crossed over, then kicked Zhuang Wuyan's waist with a sweeping kick. With a click, Zhuang Wuyan's lower body broke to the side. When the person flew out, his legs and head hit each other... It wasn't a bending type of collision, but a side-breaking collision.
That might be Da Chi's last cry in memory, but it affected An Zheng's mood.
"Immortal... is always aloof. Even if you defeat me, what will happen? In fact, you are right... People like me... Ahem, people like me are nothing in the Immortal Palace. There are so many immortals stronger than me. , any one person can tear you into pieces. With your strength, you still want to overthrow the Immortal Palace... Ahem, An Zheng, do you know how many practitioners want to overthrow the Immortal Palace every year? Do you know how many we kill every year?”
An Zheng's lips curved into a cold smile.
"Immortal body?"
The Physical God of War held Zhuang Wuyan down and ran forward for at least dozens of meters. Then he let go and Zhuang Wuyan's body plowed the ground and rushed towards An Zheng. An Zheng waited until Zhuang Wuyan's body was standing upside down and crossed over, then kicked Zhuang Wuyan's waist with a sweeping kick. With a click, Zhuang Wuyan's lower body broke to the side. When the person flew out, his legs and head hit each other... It wasn't a bending type of collision, but a side-breaking collision.
An Zheng grabbed the wrist of Zhuang Wuyan's arm, used this arm as a big stick, swung it up and hit Zhuang Wuyan on the back of the head.
After all, Zhuang Wuyan was not an immortal, and his strength could defeat Ning Xiaolou. However, when Da Chi's power explodes, what's the point of being stronger? If after a while, Da Chi's power is partly absorbed by An Zheng and partly dissipated, it will be almost impossible for An Zheng to defeat him. But at this time, An Zheng was absolutely strong. He didn't even have the strength to escape in front of An Zheng.
"electricity?"
After landing, Zhuang Wuyan was already dying, but his powerful immortal body still maintained his life. He struggled to sit up, but he didn't have any strength at all.
An Zheng pointed forward, and the physical war god behind him teleported over and flew directly behind Zhuang Wuyan. In mid-air, his body rotated half a circle and kicked Zhuang Wuyan on the back with a roundhouse kick. Zhuang Wuyan was kicked back by this huge force, but An Zheng arrived again.
That might be Da Chi's last cry in memory, but it affected An Zheng's mood.
At this moment, An Zheng was like a god of murder, his eyes were blood red, and he seemed to have completely lost his mind. In his mind, there was a voice telling him again and again... You are the most noble person at this time, and these humble people dare to bully you. How can you bear it? You are the only person in the world who should be afraid of others, and you must not be afraid of anyone else!
An Zheng walked over without saying a word, raised his foot and stomped down. The sole of his foot stepped on Zhuang Wuyan's head, and the head hit the ground directly. With a bang, a huge pit exploded on the ground, and Zhuang Wuyan's body went directly into the bottom of the pit.
An Zheng grabbed Zhuang Wuyan and shook him, and Zhuang Wuyan's body immediately floated sideways. The physical war god stepped over and stretched out his hand, grabbing Zhuang Wuyan's legs. An Zheng grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's head with both hands, and the physical war god grabbed his legs. The two looked at each other, and then pulled back at the same time...
"Immortal... is always aloof. Even if you defeat me, what will happen? In fact, you are right... People like me... Ahem, people like me are nothing in the Immortal Palace. There are so many immortals stronger than me. , any one person can tear you into pieces. With your strength, you still want to overthrow the Immortal Palace... Ahem, An Zheng, do you know how many practitioners want to overthrow the Immortal Palace every year? Do you know how many we kill every year?”
He had just gained the power of Da Chi at this time, and his body had evolved to a true demigod state. In the Daxi era, An Zheng's demigod body was actually not pure. At this moment, he already has a physique that is different from any practitioners in the human world and different from any immortals, God!
boom!
"Pfft..."
"You... stop dreaming."
An Zheng waved his hand and threw the hair out. The hair turned into thousands of sharp arrows, which penetrated Zhuang Wuyan's body one by one, almost like a sieve.
"Fairy?"
"Pfft..."
An Zheng grabbed the wrist of Zhuang Wuyan's arm, used this arm as a big stick, swung it up and hit Zhuang Wuyan on the back of the head.
After all, Zhuang Wuyan was not an immortal, and his strength could defeat Ning Xiaolou. However, when Da Chi's power explodes, what's the point of being stronger? If after a while, Da Chi's power is partly absorbed by An Zheng and partly dissipated, it will be almost impossible for An Zheng to defeat him. But at this time, An Zheng was absolutely strong. He didn't even have the strength to escape in front of An Zheng.
An Zheng's lips curved into a cold smile.
At the same time, the Physical God of War chased after him and kicked Zhuang Wuyan in the crook of his leg. With a plop, Zhuang Wuyan's knees hit the ground and he knelt in front of An Zheng. An Zheng pulled out his fist from Zhuang Wuyan's chest, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's face with his bloody palm.
A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and more was blood foam and minced meat. In fact, the blood was almost gone.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
The fist hit Zhuang Wuyan hard on the chest, punching directly through the body, and the bloody arm went in from the chest and came out from behind.
An Zheng's lips curved into a cold smile.
"How dare you... attack an immortal."
The physical war god threw the body on the ground, and An Zheng threw the head on the ground. The two men looked at each other, standing face to face. An Zheng reached out and raised his hand, and the Physical War God also reached out and raised his hand, slapping his two hands in mid-air.
An Zheng pointed forward, and the physical war god behind him teleported over and flew directly behind Zhuang Wuyan. In mid-air, his body rotated half a circle and kicked Zhuang Wuyan on the back with a roundhouse kick. Zhuang Wuyan was kicked back by this huge force, but An Zheng arrived again.
An Zheng snorted, raised his hand, and the purple lightning dragon roared away towards the black dragon. What a magnificent scene it was... Long purple electric dragons and long black electric dragons collided in mid-air, and the explosions directly overturned the nearby mountains.
"How dare you... attack an immortal."
That might be Da Chi's last cry in memory, but it affected An Zheng's mood.
Under the violent explosion, the mountain quickly changed from a thousand meters high to 800 meters, 500 meters, 300 meters... In just a few minutes, a majestic mountain was directly hit by two violent thunder forces of heaven. Boom gone. In the billowing smoke and dust, the figures of the two people disappeared.
"You... stop dreaming."
"kill!"
An Zheng walked over without saying a word, raised his foot and stomped down. The sole of his foot stepped on Zhuang Wuyan's head, and the head hit the ground directly. With a bang, a huge pit exploded on the ground, and Zhuang Wuyan's body went directly into the bottom of the pit.
At this moment, the back half of Zhuang Wuyan's skull was almost completely shattered, and several pieces of skull shot out like bullets, sweeping around. What looked like a huge mountain and what looked like a lake are now gone. The ground has been lifted up to a thickness of almost two meters. This is where no grass grows.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Bang!
An Zheng kicked Zhuang Wuyan away, and his body spun in mid-air and hit a falling boulder. With a loud bang, his body smashed the solid stone into powder.
At the same time, the Physical God of War chased after him and kicked Zhuang Wuyan in the crook of his leg. With a plop, Zhuang Wuyan's knees hit the ground and he knelt in front of An Zheng. An Zheng pulled out his fist from Zhuang Wuyan's chest, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's face with his bloody palm.
"kill!"
The Physical God of War punched out Zhuang Wuyan's eyeball, then lifted Zhuang Wuyan up with one arm, raised it above his head and then smashed it down hard. Zhuang Wuyan's head hit the ground with a bang, and the Physical War God grabbed his neck and pressed him to the ground while running forward, while Zhuang Wuyan's head was under the ground. As the physical war god sprinted forward, Zhuang Wuyan's head plowed a deep furrow into the ground like an iron plow.
The Physical God of War jumped down, grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's ankle, rolled it around and threw it back. When Zhuang Wuyan flew over, An Zheng reached out and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's remaining arm, and then put his foot on Zhuang Wuyan's body.
A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and more was blood foam and minced meat. In fact, the blood was almost gone.
The fist hit Zhuang Wuyan hard on the chest, punching directly through the body, and the bloody arm went in from the chest and came out from behind.
The fist hit Zhuang Wuyan hard on the chest, punching directly through the body, and the bloody arm went in from the chest and came out from behind.
That might be Da Chi's last cry in memory, but it affected An Zheng's mood.
An Zheng grinned. The physical war god couldn't speak, so he also grinned.
Without his arms, Zhuang Wuyan fell to the ground and wriggled like an ugly flesh bug. His face was raised to the ground, and because he was unable to turn over, his remaining eye could only look at the inch of ground in front of him.
An Zheng snorted, raised his hand, and the purple lightning dragon roared away towards the black dragon. What a magnificent scene it was... Long purple electric dragons and long black electric dragons collided in mid-air, and the explosions directly overturned the nearby mountains.
With one grab and one kick, the remaining arm was torn off by An Zheng. Not much blood was spilled anymore, and Zhuang Wuyan's body was like noodles.
A roar roared out of An Zheng's throat, like the release of a furious beast before its transformation. A sound wave erupted forward from his mouth, and Zhuang Wuyan, who had been punched with more than a dozen holes in the distance, was knocked away by the hurricane-like sound wave.
The physical war god grabbed Zhuang Wuyan, pinched Zhuang Wuyan's neck with his left hand, and raised his right fist to hit Zhuang Wuyan's left eye. When the punch exploded, the eye socket exploded. The eyeball exploded inside the socket, and the red and white flesh flew out.
A roar roared out of An Zheng's throat, like the release of a furious beast before its transformation. A sound wave erupted forward from his mouth, and Zhuang Wuyan, who had been punched with more than a dozen holes in the distance, was knocked away by the hurricane-like sound wave.
Without his arms, Zhuang Wuyan fell to the ground and wriggled like an ugly flesh bug. His face was raised to the ground, and because he was unable to turn over, his remaining eye could only look at the inch of ground in front of him.
A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and more was blood foam and minced meat. In fact, the blood was almost gone.
A roar roared out of An Zheng's throat, like the release of a furious beast before its transformation. A sound wave erupted forward from his mouth, and Zhuang Wuyan, who had been punched with more than a dozen holes in the distance, was knocked away by the hurricane-like sound wave.
He grinned, still disdainful: "You are just the slightly stronger one among the many ants in the human world."
Under the violent explosion, the mountain quickly changed from a thousand meters high to 800 meters, 500 meters, 300 meters... In just a few minutes, a majestic mountain was directly hit by two violent thunder forces of heaven. Boom gone. In the billowing smoke and dust, the figures of the two people disappeared.
"You...you will be punished. Anyone...ahem...anyone who dares to resist the Immortal Palace will be punished."
"Fairy?"
With one grab and one kick, the remaining arm was torn off by An Zheng. Not much blood was spilled anymore, and Zhuang Wuyan's body was like noodles.
"You...you will be punished. Anyone...ahem...anyone who dares to resist the Immortal Palace will be punished."
A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and more was blood foam and minced meat. In fact, the blood was almost gone.
A roar roared out of An Zheng's throat, like the release of a furious beast before its transformation. A sound wave erupted forward from his mouth, and Zhuang Wuyan, who had been punched with more than a dozen holes in the distance, was knocked away by the hurricane-like sound wave.
An Zheng grinned. The physical war god couldn't speak, so he also grinned.
An Zheng kicked Zhuang Wuyan away, and his body spun in mid-air and hit a falling boulder. With a loud bang, his body smashed the solid stone into powder.
An Zheng came over, grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's neck and picked him up: "Don't you think that you are suffering retribution now? Do you think that you are so superior that you can only kill mortals and they cannot resist? Who is this world? After establishing the hierarchy, who treats mortals as pigs and dogs? Sooner or later, I will attack the Immortal Palace and pull down those of you who think you are superior one by one and crush them to pieces!"
"Mortal... you think you can defeat me like this?"
The Physical God of War jumped down, grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's ankle, rolled it around and threw it back. When Zhuang Wuyan flew over, An Zheng reached out and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's remaining arm, and then put his foot on Zhuang Wuyan's body.
An Zheng snorted, raised his hand, and the purple lightning dragon roared away towards the black dragon. What a magnificent scene it was... Long purple electric dragons and long black electric dragons collided in mid-air, and the explosions directly overturned the nearby mountains.
An Zheng came over, grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's neck and picked him up: "Don't you think that you are suffering retribution now? Do you think that you are so superior that you can only kill mortals and they cannot resist? Who is this world? After establishing the hierarchy, who treats mortals as pigs and dogs? Sooner or later, I will attack the Immortal Palace and pull down those of you who think you are superior one by one and crush them to pieces!"
An Zheng grabbed the wrist of Zhuang Wuyan's arm, used this arm as a big stick, swung it up and hit Zhuang Wuyan on the back of the head.
"You... stop dreaming."
"Immortal... is always aloof. Even if you defeat me, what will happen? In fact, you are right... People like me... Ahem, people like me are nothing in the Immortal Palace. There are so many immortals stronger than me. , any one person can tear you into pieces. With your strength, you still want to overthrow the Immortal Palace... Ahem, An Zheng, do you know how many practitioners want to overthrow the Immortal Palace every year? Do you know how many we kill every year?”
An Zheng's lips curved into a cold smile.
Without his arms, Zhuang Wuyan fell to the ground and wriggled like an ugly flesh bug. His face was raised to the ground, and because he was unable to turn over, his remaining eye could only look at the inch of ground in front of him.
Under the violent explosion, the mountain quickly changed from a thousand meters high to 800 meters, 500 meters, 300 meters... In just a few minutes, a majestic mountain was directly hit by two violent thunder forces of heaven. Boom gone. In the billowing smoke and dust, the figures of the two people disappeared.
An Zheng snorted, raised his hand, and the purple lightning dragon roared away towards the black dragon. What a magnificent scene it was... Long purple electric dragons and long black electric dragons collided in mid-air, and the explosions directly overturned the nearby mountains.
An Zheng kicked Zhuang Wuyan away, and his body spun in mid-air and hit a falling boulder. With a loud bang, his body smashed the solid stone into powder.
The dying Zhuang Wuyan's face had been beaten horribly, and the eye that could barely see An Zheng was almost sealed by a swollen eyelid. His bloody head was drooping, but he tried his best to lift it up to maintain his last bit of dignity as an immortal.
A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and more was blood foam and minced meat. In fact, the blood was almost gone.
boom!
"Immortal... is always aloof. Even if you defeat me, what will happen? In fact, you are right... People like me... Ahem, people like me are nothing in the Immortal Palace. There are so many immortals stronger than me. , any one person can tear you into pieces. With your strength, you still want to overthrow the Immortal Palace... Ahem, An Zheng, do you know how many practitioners want to overthrow the Immortal Palace every year? Do you know how many we kill every year?”
The physical war god grabbed Zhuang Wuyan, pinched Zhuang Wuyan's neck with his left hand, and raised his right fist to hit Zhuang Wuyan's left eye. When the punch exploded, the eye socket exploded. The eyeball exploded inside the socket, and the red and white flesh flew out.
An Zheng waved his hand and threw the hair out. The hair turned into thousands of sharp arrows, which penetrated Zhuang Wuyan's body one by one, almost like a sieve.
"You are even more humble. You will die in the hands of me, an ant."
An Zheng's body exudes an indescribable faint white color. People are always used to distinguish certain fifth-grade grades based on color. The most basic grade is emerald white, red, gold and purple, and purple often symbolizes higher grades.
At the same time, the Physical God of War chased after him and kicked Zhuang Wuyan in the crook of his leg. With a plop, Zhuang Wuyan's knees hit the ground and he knelt in front of An Zheng. An Zheng pulled out his fist from Zhuang Wuyan's chest, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's face with his bloody palm.
But at this moment, the white light on An Zheng's body was an almost holy color.
He grinned, still disdainful: "You are just the slightly stronger one among the many ants in the human world."
"Immortal... is always aloof. Even if you defeat me, what will happen? In fact, you are right... People like me... Ahem, people like me are nothing in the Immortal Palace. There are so many immortals stronger than me. , any one person can tear you into pieces. With your strength, you still want to overthrow the Immortal Palace... Ahem, An Zheng, do you know how many practitioners want to overthrow the Immortal Palace every year? Do you know how many we kill every year?”
boom!
The Physical God of War punched out Zhuang Wuyan's eyeball, then lifted Zhuang Wuyan up with one arm, raised it above his head and then smashed it down hard. Zhuang Wuyan's head hit the ground with a bang, and the Physical War God grabbed his neck and pressed him to the ground while running forward, while Zhuang Wuyan's head was under the ground. As the physical war god sprinted forward, Zhuang Wuyan's head plowed a deep furrow into the ground like an iron plow.
Without his arms, Zhuang Wuyan fell to the ground and wriggled like an ugly flesh bug. His face was raised to the ground, and because he was unable to turn over, his remaining eye could only look at the inch of ground in front of him.
"You are even more humble. You will die in the hands of me, an ant."
An Zheng came over, grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's neck and picked him up: "Don't you think that you are suffering retribution now? Do you think that you are so superior that you can only kill mortals and they cannot resist? Who is this world? After establishing the hierarchy, who treats mortals as pigs and dogs? Sooner or later, I will attack the Immortal Palace and pull down those of you who think you are superior one by one and crush them to pieces!"
The fist hit Zhuang Wuyan hard on the chest, punching directly through the body, and the bloody arm went in from the chest and came out from behind.
The Physical God of War held Zhuang Wuyan down and ran forward for at least dozens of meters. Then he let go and Zhuang Wuyan's body plowed the ground and rushed towards An Zheng. An Zheng waited until Zhuang Wuyan's body was standing upside down and crossed over, then kicked Zhuang Wuyan's waist with a sweeping kick. With a click, Zhuang Wuyan's lower body broke to the side. When the person flew out, his legs and head hit each other... It wasn't a bending type of collision, but a side-breaking collision.
boom!
The physical body was pulled away by two people, the head was pulled off by An Zheng, and the body was pulled over by the physical war god.
An Zheng grabbed Zhuang Wuyan and shook him, and Zhuang Wuyan's body immediately floated sideways. The physical war god stepped over and stretched out his hand, grabbing Zhuang Wuyan's legs. An Zheng grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's head with both hands, and the physical war god grabbed his legs. The two looked at each other, and then pulled back at the same time...
"Mortal... you think you can defeat me like this?"
"haven't seen you for a long time."
He had just gained the power of Da Chi at this time, and his body had evolved to a true demigod state. In the Daxi era, An Zheng's demigod body was actually not pure. At this moment, he already has a physique that is different from any practitioners in the human world and different from any immortals, God!
An Zheng grabbed Zhuang Wuyan and shook him, and Zhuang Wuyan's body immediately floated sideways. The physical war god stepped over and stretched out his hand, grabbing Zhuang Wuyan's legs. An Zheng grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's head with both hands, and the physical war god grabbed his legs. The two looked at each other, and then pulled back at the same time...
"How dare you... attack an immortal."
With one grab and one kick, the remaining arm was torn off by An Zheng. Not much blood was spilled anymore, and Zhuang Wuyan's body was like noodles.
"Immortal body?"
"You...you will be punished. Anyone...ahem...anyone who dares to resist the Immortal Palace will be punished."
"You... stop dreaming."
An Zheng pointed forward, and the physical war god behind him teleported over and flew directly behind Zhuang Wuyan. In mid-air, his body rotated half a circle and kicked Zhuang Wuyan on the back with a roundhouse kick. Zhuang Wuyan was kicked back by this huge force, but An Zheng arrived again.
An Zheng grabbed Zhuang Wuyan and shook him, and Zhuang Wuyan's body immediately floated sideways. The physical war god stepped over and stretched out his hand, grabbing Zhuang Wuyan's legs. An Zheng grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's head with both hands, and the physical war god grabbed his legs. The two looked at each other, and then pulled back at the same time...
"Immortal... is always aloof. Even if you defeat me, what will happen? In fact, you are right... People like me... Ahem, people like me are nothing in the Immortal Palace. There are so many immortals stronger than me. , any one person can tear you into pieces. With your strength, you still want to overthrow the Immortal Palace... Ahem, An Zheng, do you know how many practitioners want to overthrow the Immortal Palace every year? Do you know how many we kill every year?”
boom!
Zhuang Wuyan, who was running wildly, was grabbed by the head, and his forward force was suddenly stopped. His head quickly moved backwards, and his neck was broken with a click. And under the huge force, a handful of hair in An Zheng's hand was pulled out instantly.
Zhuang Wuyan vomited blood from his mouth, and the blow that penetrated his chest almost shattered him. He raised his head and looked at An Zheng with fierce eyes.
Without his arms, Zhuang Wuyan fell to the ground and wriggled like an ugly flesh bug. His face was raised to the ground, and because he was unable to turn over, his remaining eye could only look at the inch of ground in front of him.
At this moment, the back half of Zhuang Wuyan's skull was almost completely shattered, and several pieces of skull shot out like bullets, sweeping around. What looked like a huge mountain and what looked like a lake are now gone. The ground has been lifted up to a thickness of almost two meters. This is where no grass grows.
Bang!
The Physical War God flew over and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan from the rubble. Such a powerful immortal body was almost beaten to pieces. If he were an ordinary Great Saint Realm practitioner, he would have turned into a pile of meat at this moment.
The physical body was pulled away by two people, the head was pulled off by An Zheng, and the body was pulled over by the physical war god.
"electricity?"
"haven't seen you for a long time."
The physical war god threw the body on the ground, and An Zheng threw the head on the ground. The two men looked at each other, standing face to face. An Zheng reached out and raised his hand, and the Physical War God also reached out and raised his hand, slapping his two hands in mid-air.
But at this moment, the white light on An Zheng's body was an almost holy color.
Zhuang Wuyan vomited blood from his mouth, and the blow that penetrated his chest almost shattered him. He raised his head and looked at An Zheng with fierce eyes.
He had just gained the power of Da Chi at this time, and his body had evolved to a true demigod state. In the Daxi era, An Zheng's demigod body was actually not pure. At this moment, he already has a physique that is different from any practitioners in the human world and different from any immortals, God!
The physical war god threw the body on the ground, and An Zheng threw the head on the ground. The two men looked at each other, standing face to face. An Zheng reached out and raised his hand, and the Physical War God also reached out and raised his hand, slapping his two hands in mid-air.
An Zheng's lips curved into a cold smile.
An Zheng pointed forward, and the physical war god behind him teleported over and flew directly behind Zhuang Wuyan. In mid-air, his body rotated half a circle and kicked Zhuang Wuyan on the back with a roundhouse kick. Zhuang Wuyan was kicked back by this huge force, but An Zheng arrived again.
"Pfft..."
An Zheng's lips curved into a cold smile.
At the same time, the Physical God of War chased after him and kicked Zhuang Wuyan in the crook of his leg. With a plop, Zhuang Wuyan's knees hit the ground and he knelt in front of An Zheng. An Zheng pulled out his fist from Zhuang Wuyan's chest, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's face with his bloody palm.
"Immortal... is always aloof. Even if you defeat me, what will happen? In fact, you are right... People like me... Ahem, people like me are nothing in the Immortal Palace. There are so many immortals stronger than me. , any one person can tear you into pieces. With your strength, you still want to overthrow the Immortal Palace... Ahem, An Zheng, do you know how many practitioners want to overthrow the Immortal Palace every year? Do you know how many we kill every year?”
"Fairy?"
"haven't seen you for a long time."
With one grab and one kick, the remaining arm was torn off by An Zheng. Not much blood was spilled anymore, and Zhuang Wuyan's body was like noodles.
"electricity?"
A roar roared out of An Zheng's throat, like the release of a furious beast before its transformation. A sound wave erupted forward from his mouth, and Zhuang Wuyan, who had been punched with more than a dozen holes in the distance, was knocked away by the hurricane-like sound wave.
Suddenly, a ball of black light exploded from his body, fiercely knocking An Zheng away. A cyclone appeared in the sky, and streaks of black lightning rushed down like angry dragons. The black electricity flashing on those giant dragons seemed not to come from the sky, but from hell.
An Zheng grabbed the wrist of Zhuang Wuyan's arm, used this arm as a big stick, swung it up and hit Zhuang Wuyan on the back of the head.
At this moment, the back half of Zhuang Wuyan's skull was almost completely shattered, and several pieces of skull shot out like bullets, sweeping around. What looked like a huge mountain and what looked like a lake are now gone. The ground has been lifted up to a thickness of almost two meters. This is where no grass grows.
Zhuang Wuyan, who was running wildly, was grabbed by the head, and his forward force was suddenly stopped. His head quickly moved backwards, and his neck was broken with a click. And under the huge force, a handful of hair in An Zheng's hand was pulled out instantly.
An Zheng grinned. The physical war god couldn't speak, so he also grinned.
"Why don't you dare!"
"Why don't you dare!"
That might be Da Chi's last cry in memory, but it affected An Zheng's mood.
An Zheng came over, grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's neck and picked him up: "Don't you think that you are suffering retribution now? Do you think that you are so superior that you can only kill mortals and they cannot resist? Who is this world? After establishing the hierarchy, who treats mortals as pigs and dogs? Sooner or later, I will attack the Immortal Palace and pull down those of you who think you are superior one by one and crush them to pieces!"
Zhuang Wuyan vomited blood from his mouth, and the blow that penetrated his chest almost shattered him. He raised his head and looked at An Zheng with fierce eyes.
The Physical War God flew over and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan from the rubble. Such a powerful immortal body was almost beaten to pieces. If he were an ordinary Great Saint Realm practitioner, he would have turned into a pile of meat at this moment.
The cultivation technique that Fang Tanzhi taught An Zheng once again came into play. Amid the explosive and frantic aura, An Zheng accurately found Zhuang Wuyan's position, teleported over, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's hand from behind. hair.
"You are even more humble. You will die in the hands of me, an ant."
For some reason, An Zheng suddenly felt that the eyes of the physical war god were so strange. What he doesn't know is that if you give him a mirror at this moment and let him look at himself, he will find that his eyes are equally strange...
An Zheng's body exudes an indescribable faint white color. People are always used to distinguish certain fifth-grade grades based on color. The most basic grade is emerald white, red, gold and purple, and purple often symbolizes higher grades.
"You dare to kill the immortal!"
"Immortal... is always aloof. Even if you defeat me, what will happen? In fact, you are right... People like me... Ahem, people like me are nothing in the Immortal Palace. There are so many immortals stronger than me. , any one person can tear you into pieces. With your strength, you still want to overthrow the Immortal Palace... Ahem, An Zheng, do you know how many practitioners want to overthrow the Immortal Palace every year? Do you know how many we kill every year?”
A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and more was blood foam and minced meat. In fact, the blood was almost gone.
The dying Zhuang Wuyan's face had been beaten horribly, and the eye that could barely see An Zheng was almost sealed by a swollen eyelid. His bloody head was drooping, but he tried his best to lift it up to maintain his last bit of dignity as an immortal.
With one grab and one kick, the remaining arm was torn off by An Zheng. Not much blood was spilled anymore, and Zhuang Wuyan's body was like noodles.
"Mortal... you think you can defeat me like this?"
After all, Zhuang Wuyan was not an immortal, and his strength could defeat Ning Xiaolou. However, when Da Chi's power explodes, what's the point of being stronger? If after a while, Da Chi's power is partly absorbed by An Zheng and partly dissipated, it will be almost impossible for An Zheng to defeat him. But at this time, An Zheng was absolutely strong. He didn't even have the strength to escape in front of An Zheng.