Who is speaking
But in the blink of an eye, half of An Zheng's opponents were killed by his punch. It was a kind of light that was both desirable and terrifying. All the nastiness and filthiness had no chance of remaining under this light.
The sun and the evil god collide.
"don't want!"
That is righteousness.
The dozen killers who besieged An Zheng were already sure of victory. To be honest, they didn't believe that An Zheng could persist for so long before taking action.
An Zheng was confused for a moment, and then was forced back to reality by the desperate situation in front of him. Under the siege of more than a dozen Xumi Realm experts with higher cultivation levels than him, it was a miracle that he could persist until now without using the Anran Sword Xu Meidai left for her. If it were anyone else, he would have died countless times. Each of those assassins are good at killing people. Different from those strong people in the Xumi realm in the practicing sects, these assassins do not take action to win, nor do they practice to pursue some great way. Their purpose is to kill people.
The so-called restraint of desire is to control one's desires and concentrate on practicing. Those who are truly strong can basically not find their own way before the state of sexual desire. Only when you reach the state of imprisoned desire, your mind is completely peaceful, and all your desires are imprisoned, can you truly discover the direction you should be looking for.
A burst of dazzling light suddenly erupted from An Zheng's fist, and his fist turned into a sun. That kind of light was beyond what human eyes could bear, and that kind of power was not something that any evil could stop. The darkness was completely dispelled at this moment, and the sun, which represented the power of light, was transferred from the sky to An Zheng's hands, and he held the light in his hands.
This is An Zheng's way, this is the power that belongs exclusively to An Zheng.
You have been practicing for nearly five years, and you don't even have a powerful technique of your own. You are truly an idiot. Mixed but not pure, don’t you understand this truth until now? You should be very clear that no matter how magical the exercises in your memory are, to you they are not exclusive to you. Those exercises are mixed and mixed, but they affect your concentration... Young people, the whole of cultivation is not just inheriting everything from the predecessors, but also creating. Those who know how to create are truly strong.
Therefore, if a practitioner of the same level confronts such a killer, nine out of ten will be killed. Because ordinary practitioners would not kill so many people to practice their killing skills, but these killers are different. Their daily practice is also to kill people. They understand the human body better than most practitioners, and are more ruthless than most practitioners.
At this moment, An Zheng's slightly familiar voice sounded again.
The so-called restraint of desire is to control one's desires and concentrate on practicing. Those who are truly strong can basically not find their own way before the state of sexual desire. Only when you reach the state of imprisoned desire, your mind is completely peaceful, and all your desires are imprisoned, can you truly discover the direction you should be looking for.
The dozen killers who besieged An Zheng were already sure of victory. To be honest, they didn't believe that An Zheng could persist for so long before taking action.
Every high-ranking person, even if he is very strict with his family, always gives the most generous rewards to the dead soldiers he raises. Because only in this way can the dead soldiers play their greatest role at the critical moment. No matter who Queen Mother Su was, she knew better than more people how to cultivate and utilize these dead soldiers. Just like the first batch of dead soldiers who rushed to the south gate tower just now, their fate may have been doomed long ago. Even if Mu Changyan is just a puppet, there are still many masters around him.
These people are the dead soldiers of Queen Mother Su.
The leader of the assassin relied on his cultivation in the Realm of Prisoner of Desire, and concentrated all his strength to strike in the direction behind him, but the strongest blow seemed to have been smashed into the sea, with no force at all. The sea is still the sea, and even though the power of his cultivation can cause waves, after the waves, the sea water rushes back even more fiercely.
The leader of the assassins felt desperate. He did not expect that a young man would release such terrifying power.
"don't want!"
Every high-ranking person, even if he is very strict with his family, always gives the most generous rewards to the dead soldiers he raises. Because only in this way can the dead soldiers play their greatest role at the critical moment. No matter who Queen Mother Su was, she knew better than more people how to cultivate and utilize these dead soldiers. Just like the first batch of dead soldiers who rushed to the south gate tower just now, their fate may have been doomed long ago. Even if Mu Changyan is just a puppet, there are still many masters around him.
"Even if I die, I will drag you with me!"
These people are the dead soldiers of Queen Mother Su.
In order to attract Mu Changyan's guarding appeal, those dead soldiers rushed towards Mu Changyan even though they knew that they would die if they went there. Of course, it was not only because Empress Dowager Su gave them generous rewards, but also because some of their lives depended on Su. In the hands of the Queen Mother, such as their families.
Who is speaking
The moment his fist came into contact with An Zheng's power, his arm began to melt. The unstoppable melting, even if he immediately wanted to withdraw his arm, it would be useless. His arm melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had turned into water, and then evaporated in an instant, leaving nothing behind. First his fists, then his arms, his shoulders, his head, and his entire body melted away like a snowman.
He punched out fiercely. It looked ordinary. Even a three-year-old child could punch forward. But the power brought by this punch was so terrifying. An Zheng felt that what burst out from his fist was not the power of cultivation, but an angry dragon that had been imprisoned for too long!
The dozen killers who besieged An Zheng were already sure of victory. To be honest, they didn't believe that An Zheng could persist for so long before taking action.
The leader of the assassin relied on his cultivation in the Realm of Prisoner of Desire, and concentrated all his strength to strike in the direction behind him, but the strongest blow seemed to have been smashed into the sea, with no force at all. The sea is still the sea, and even though the power of his cultivation can cause waves, after the waves, the sea water rushes back even more fiercely.
At this moment, An Zheng's slightly familiar voice sounded again.
An assassin roared, then punched forward with all his strength. It felt like a praying mantis raising its arms to block an oncoming wheel.
His mind couldn't help but think of what Nie Qing had said to him before... If everyone were an iron army, they would be invincible. If everyone is an iron man, the world will be healthy.
I don't know why, but at this moment, the assassin leader couldn't help but think of all the evil things he had done before. Those evil things that he thought he would never care about seemed to be transformed into Yaksha in his mind. No matter how big or small, every time he thinks of something, there will be another Yaksha in his mind, and these Yakshas will give all the punishment to himself.
The door opens.
A burst of dazzling light suddenly erupted from An Zheng's fist, and his fist turned into a sun. That kind of light was beyond what human eyes could bear, and that kind of power was not something that any evil could stop. The darkness was completely dispelled at this moment, and the sun, which represented the power of light, was transferred from the sky to An Zheng's hands, and he held the light in his hands.
The bodies of the remaining assassins are also gradually disappearing. The most terrifying thing is that they are still conscious during this disappearance process. They watched helplessly as part of their body began to disappear, but were unable to stop it. This kind of fear was indescribable. Before they died, they seemed to have fallen into the most terrifying hell and endured the most severe and cruel torture.
The leader of the assassin had some anger in his eyes: "Hurry up and end it. The guards of Tianji Palace will fight back in a while. If you can't do what was told above, you and I will both die."
Who is speaking
But in the blink of an eye, half of An Zheng's opponents were killed by his punch. It was a kind of light that was both desirable and terrifying. All the nastiness and filthiness had no chance of remaining under this light.
But he was unwilling to die like this. The fierceness accumulated from doing evil for so many years made him choose to die together at the last moment.
An Zheng, who was covered in blood, stood up straight, his hair dancing wildly in the hurricane, and his eyes were extremely bright. That was because he gradually saw his own way!
The dozen killers who besieged An Zheng were already sure of victory. To be honest, they didn't believe that An Zheng could persist for so long before taking action.
“What is my way?”
The assassin's figure gradually disappeared, and then was completely torn into pieces by An Zheng's power. Not only this assassin, but the assassins in front of An Zheng were like shadows under the scorching sun, like ice and snow under the sun, melting quickly. In the strong light, the bodies of those people gradually turned into black shadows, and in the absolute light, the black shadows would disappear.
The killers heard the order and began to step up their attack.
The moment his fist came into contact with An Zheng's power, his arm began to melt. The unstoppable melting, even if he immediately wanted to withdraw his arm, it would be useless. His arm melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had turned into water, and then evaporated in an instant, leaving nothing behind. First his fists, then his arms, his shoulders, his head, and his entire body melted away like a snowman.
"If you have evil in your heart, you will be afraid. You have already lost."
"Even if I die, I will drag you with me!"
The assassin's figure gradually disappeared, and then was completely torn into pieces by An Zheng's power. Not only this assassin, but the assassins in front of An Zheng were like shadows under the scorching sun, like ice and snow under the sun, melting quickly. In the strong light, the bodies of those people gradually turned into black shadows, and in the absolute light, the black shadows would disappear.
The leader of the assassin had some anger in his eyes: "Hurry up and end it. The guards of Tianji Palace will fight back in a while. If you can't do what was told above, you and I will both die."
Who is speaking
The leader of the assassins felt desperate. He did not expect that a young man would release such terrifying power.
Although it only opened up one more point, considering An Zheng's years of accumulation in the Heaven-defying Seal, how terrifying a power would that be? The power borrowed by the mummy returned to An Zheng's body. At this moment, the blood bead bracelet on An Zheng's right wrist was shining brightly!
At this moment, each of them vaguely heard the sound of a heavy bronze door being dragged open and pushed open. A few people even looked around subconsciously, looking for the source of the sound. They could not imagine that the sound came from An Zheng's Dantian Qihai.
The violent force directly tore the assassin in the Sumeru realm closest to him into pieces. This assassin's realm was clearly higher than An Zheng's before, but when he realized that he couldn't block An Zheng's punch, It's already too late. That power has surpassed Sumeru, but has reached a whole new level... the realm of desire!
An Zheng's eyes became brighter: "I can't think of it for the moment, so I will find my way through fighting one after another."
He took a step forward, and it seemed like a simple step. But for those assassins, this step was like crossing a thousand miles. Originally they thought they still had a chance to escape, but after this step, An Zheng had completely surpassed them and imprisoned them. They didn't even have the chance to turn around and escape. At this moment, it seemed that there was only peace and contention between heaven and earth.
In order to attract Mu Changyan's guarding appeal, those dead soldiers rushed towards Mu Changyan even though they knew that they would die if they went there. Of course, it was not only because Empress Dowager Su gave them generous rewards, but also because some of their lives depended on Su. In the hands of the Queen Mother, such as their families.
The leader of the assassin had some anger in his eyes: "Hurry up and end it. The guards of Tianji Palace will fight back in a while. If you can't do what was told above, you and I will both die."
The assassin's figure gradually disappeared, and then was completely torn into pieces by An Zheng's power. Not only this assassin, but the assassins in front of An Zheng were like shadows under the scorching sun, like ice and snow under the sun, melting quickly. In the strong light, the bodies of those people gradually turned into black shadows, and in the absolute light, the black shadows would disappear.
This punch blasted out the righteousness in An Zheng's heart.
The door opens.
The leader of the assassin relied on his cultivation in the Realm of Prisoner of Desire, and concentrated all his strength to strike in the direction behind him, but the strongest blow seemed to have been smashed into the sea, with no force at all. The sea is still the sea, and even though the power of his cultivation can cause waves, after the waves, the sea water rushes back even more fiercely.
The assassin leader was so frightened by what he saw that he finally understood why he couldn't resist An Zheng's power. It was because he was on trial.
But these words were like thunder in An Zheng's mind.
Although it only opened up one more point, considering An Zheng's years of accumulation in the Heaven-defying Seal, how terrifying a power would that be? The power borrowed by the mummy returned to An Zheng's body. At this moment, the blood bead bracelet on An Zheng's right wrist was shining brightly!
Although it only opened up one more point, considering An Zheng's years of accumulation in the Heaven-defying Seal, how terrifying a power would that be? The power borrowed by the mummy returned to An Zheng's body. At this moment, the blood bead bracelet on An Zheng's right wrist was shining brightly!
There was silence in front of An Zheng. With just one punch, more than a dozen strong men in the Sumeru Realm plus one strong man who had entered the Realm of Imprisoned Desire were all wiped out.
At this moment, An Zheng's slightly familiar voice sounded again.
The assassin leader roared wildly, and then gathered all the power in his hands from the sea of energy in his Dantian. He rushed towards An Zheng's fist, and what he pushed forward in his hands seemed to be an evil god.
Although it only opened up one more point, considering An Zheng's years of accumulation in the Heaven-defying Seal, how terrifying a power would that be? The power borrowed by the mummy returned to An Zheng's body. At this moment, the blood bead bracelet on An Zheng's right wrist was shining brightly!
"This is impossible!"
The door opens.
The sun and the evil god collide.
At this moment, An Zheng's slightly familiar voice sounded again.
The assassin leader was so frightened by what he saw that he finally understood why he couldn't resist An Zheng's power. It was because he was on trial.
Every high-ranking person, even if he is very strict with his family, always gives the most generous rewards to the dead soldiers he raises. Because only in this way can the dead soldiers play their greatest role at the critical moment. No matter who Queen Mother Su was, she knew better than more people how to cultivate and utilize these dead soldiers. Just like the first batch of dead soldiers who rushed to the south gate tower just now, their fate may have been doomed long ago. Even if Mu Changyan is just a puppet, there are still many masters around him.
He took a step forward, and it seemed like a simple step. But for those assassins, this step was like crossing a thousand miles. Originally they thought they still had a chance to escape, but after this step, An Zheng had completely surpassed them and imprisoned them. They didn't even have the chance to turn around and escape. At this moment, it seemed that there was only peace and contention between heaven and earth.
“What is my way?”
But these words were like thunder in An Zheng's mind.
The dozen killers who besieged An Zheng were already sure of victory. To be honest, they didn't believe that An Zheng could persist for so long before taking action.
The leader of the assassins felt desperate. He did not expect that a young man would release such terrifying power.
You have been practicing for nearly five years, and you don't even have a powerful technique of your own. You are truly an idiot. Mixed but not pure, don’t you understand this truth until now? You should be very clear that no matter how magical the exercises in your memory are, to you they are not exclusive to you. Those exercises are mixed and mixed, but they affect your concentration... Young people, the whole of cultivation is not just inheriting everything from the predecessors, but also creating. Those who know how to create are truly strong.
Although it only opened up one more point, considering An Zheng's years of accumulation in the Heaven-defying Seal, how terrifying a power would that be? The power borrowed by the mummy returned to An Zheng's body. At this moment, the blood bead bracelet on An Zheng's right wrist was shining brightly!
After this punch, An Zheng seemed to have been drained of all his strength. His legs softened and he squatted down involuntarily. He held the ground with one hand, and his vision gradually became clearer... He returned from the bright world to the real world.
The leader of the assassin had some anger in his eyes: "Hurry up and end it. The guards of Tianji Palace will fight back in a while. If you can't do what was told above, you and I will both die."
The sound stopped suddenly and never appeared again.
After this punch, An Zheng seemed to have been drained of all his strength. His legs softened and he squatted down involuntarily. He held the ground with one hand, and his vision gradually became clearer... He returned from the bright world to the real world.
An assassin roared, then punched forward with all his strength. It felt like a praying mantis raising its arms to block an oncoming wheel.
That is righteousness.
"don't want!"
But these words were like thunder in An Zheng's mind.
This is An Zheng's way, this is the power that belongs exclusively to An Zheng.
At this moment, An Zheng felt that he understood what he was pursuing.
An Zheng, who was covered in blood, stood up straight, his hair dancing wildly in the hurricane, and his eyes were extremely bright. That was because he gradually saw his own way!
This punch blasted out the righteousness in An Zheng's heart.
Yes... Not only An Zheng now, when he was promoted to the head of the Great Ximing Dharma Division in his previous life, all his power was also inherited from his predecessors. An Zheng suddenly understood why he could never break through after reaching the peak of the Little Heaven Realm in his previous life. It was precisely because he lacked the confidence to create something new. There is always a voice deep in my heart telling myself that you cannot surpass your predecessors. But in fact, among those peerless strong men who have truly left their names in history, which one is not pioneering
That is righteousness.
These people are the dead soldiers of Queen Mother Su.
At this moment, each of them vaguely heard the sound of a heavy bronze door being dragged open and pushed open. A few people even looked around subconsciously, looking for the source of the sound. They could not imagine that the sound came from An Zheng's Dantian Qihai.
"This is impossible!"
The door opens.
The leader of the assassin relied on his cultivation in the Realm of Prisoner of Desire, and concentrated all his strength to strike in the direction behind him, but the strongest blow seemed to have been smashed into the sea, with no force at all. The sea is still the sea, and even though the power of his cultivation can cause waves, after the waves, the sea water rushes back even more fiercely.
“What is my way?”
The sound stopped suddenly and never appeared again.
Every high-ranking person, even if he is very strict with his family, always gives the most generous rewards to the dead soldiers he raises. Because only in this way can the dead soldiers play their greatest role at the critical moment. No matter who Queen Mother Su was, she knew better than more people how to cultivate and utilize these dead soldiers. Just like the first batch of dead soldiers who rushed to the south gate tower just now, their fate may have been doomed long ago. Even if Mu Changyan is just a puppet, there are still many masters around him.
But in the blink of an eye, half of An Zheng's opponents were killed by his punch. It was a kind of light that was both desirable and terrifying. All the nastiness and filthiness had no chance of remaining under this light.
At this moment, each of them vaguely heard the sound of a heavy bronze door being dragged open and pushed open. A few people even looked around subconsciously, looking for the source of the sound. They could not imagine that the sound came from An Zheng's Dantian Qihai.
This punch blasted out the righteousness in An Zheng's heart.
His mind couldn't help but think of what Nie Qing had said to him before... If everyone were an iron army, they would be invincible. If everyone is an iron man, the world will be healthy.
The sound stopped suddenly and never appeared again.
An Zheng's eyes became brighter: "I can't think of it for the moment, so I will find my way through fighting one after another."
Even though the assassin was very powerful, his heart was uncertain, unfair, and unclear. All the darkness in his heart became fragile under this righteousness.
Who is speaking
At this moment, An Zheng felt that he understood what he was pursuing.
The assassin's figure gradually disappeared, and then was completely torn into pieces by An Zheng's power. Not only this assassin, but the assassins in front of An Zheng were like shadows under the scorching sun, like ice and snow under the sun, melting quickly. In the strong light, the bodies of those people gradually turned into black shadows, and in the absolute light, the black shadows would disappear.
"Even if I die, I will drag you with me!"
He punched out fiercely. It looked ordinary. Even a three-year-old child could punch forward. But the power brought by this punch was so terrifying. An Zheng felt that what burst out from his fist was not the power of cultivation, but an angry dragon that had been imprisoned for too long!
The sun and the evil god collide.
A man wailed as he watched half of his body turn into pieces and then disappear. In the process, he even saw his own internal organs exposed and his heart that was still beating.
The door opens.
Who is speaking
The violent force directly tore the assassin in the Sumeru realm closest to him into pieces. This assassin's realm was clearly higher than An Zheng's before, but when he realized that he couldn't block An Zheng's punch, It's already too late. That power has surpassed Sumeru, but has reached a whole new level... the realm of desire!
But he was unwilling to die like this. The fierceness accumulated from doing evil for so many years made him choose to die together at the last moment.
You have been practicing for nearly five years, and you don't even have a powerful technique of your own. You are truly an idiot. Mixed but not pure, don’t you understand this truth until now? You should be very clear that no matter how magical the exercises in your memory are, to you they are not exclusive to you. Those exercises are mixed and mixed, but they affect your concentration... Young people, the whole of cultivation is not just inheriting everything from the predecessors, but also creating. Those who know how to create are truly strong.
"Fight!"
Although it only opened up one more point, considering An Zheng's years of accumulation in the Heaven-defying Seal, how terrifying a power would that be? The power borrowed by the mummy returned to An Zheng's body. At this moment, the blood bead bracelet on An Zheng's right wrist was shining brightly!
The evil god turned into ashes and the assassin leader disappeared.
The so-called restraint of desire is to control one's desires and concentrate on practicing. Those who are truly strong can basically not find their own way before the state of sexual desire. Only when you reach the state of imprisoned desire, your mind is completely peaceful, and all your desires are imprisoned, can you truly discover the direction you should be looking for.
An Zheng was confused for a moment, and then was forced back to reality by the desperate situation in front of him. Under the siege of more than a dozen Xumi Realm experts with higher cultivation levels than him, it was a miracle that he could persist until now without using the Anran Sword Xu Meidai left for her. If it were anyone else, he would have died countless times. Each of those assassins are good at killing people. Different from those strong people in the Xumi realm in the practicing sects, these assassins do not take action to win, nor do they practice to pursue some great way. Their purpose is to kill people.
This is An Zheng's way, this is the power that belongs exclusively to An Zheng.
“What is my way?”
The assassin's figure gradually disappeared, and then was completely torn into pieces by An Zheng's power. Not only this assassin, but the assassins in front of An Zheng were like shadows under the scorching sun, like ice and snow under the sun, melting quickly. In the strong light, the bodies of those people gradually turned into black shadows, and in the absolute light, the black shadows would disappear.
His mind couldn't help but think of what Nie Qing had said to him before... If everyone were an iron army, they would be invincible. If everyone is an iron man, the world will be healthy.
At this moment, An Zheng felt that he understood what he was pursuing.
The leader of the assassin had some anger in his eyes: "Hurry up and end it. The guards of Tianji Palace will fight back in a while. If you can't do what was told above, you and I will both die."
An assassin roared, then punched forward with all his strength. It felt like a praying mantis raising its arms to block an oncoming wheel.
The assassin leader was so frightened by what he saw that he finally understood why he couldn't resist An Zheng's power. It was because he was on trial.
A man wailed as he watched half of his body turn into pieces and then disappear. In the process, he even saw his own internal organs exposed and his heart that was still beating.
An Zheng was confused for a moment, and then was forced back to reality by the desperate situation in front of him. Under the siege of more than a dozen Xumi Realm experts with higher cultivation levels than him, it was a miracle that he could persist until now without using the Anran Sword Xu Meidai left for her. If it were anyone else, he would have died countless times. Each of those assassins are good at killing people. Different from those strong people in the Xumi realm in the practicing sects, these assassins do not take action to win, nor do they practice to pursue some great way. Their purpose is to kill people.
"This is impossible!"
"Even if I die, I will drag you with me!"
That is righteousness.
The killers heard the order and began to step up their attack.
These people are the dead soldiers of Queen Mother Su.
This punch blasted out the righteousness in An Zheng's heart.
The leader of the assassins felt desperate. He did not expect that a young man would release such terrifying power.
I don't know why, but at this moment, the assassin leader couldn't help but think of all the evil things he had done before. Those evil things that he thought he would never care about seemed to be transformed into Yaksha in his mind. No matter how big or small, every time he thinks of something, there will be another Yaksha in his mind, and these Yakshas will give all the punishment to himself.
Who is speaking
This punch blasted out the righteousness in An Zheng's heart.
His mind couldn't help but think of what Nie Qing had said to him before... If everyone were an iron army, they would be invincible. If everyone is an iron man, the world will be healthy.
One, two, three, four...
A man wailed as he watched half of his body turn into pieces and then disappear. In the process, he even saw his own internal organs exposed and his heart that was still beating.
The leader of the assassin relied on his cultivation in the Realm of Prisoner of Desire, and concentrated all his strength to strike in the direction behind him, but the strongest blow seemed to have been smashed into the sea, with no force at all. The sea is still the sea, and even though the power of his cultivation can cause waves, after the waves, the sea water rushes back even more fiercely.
The assassin who was a little further away turned around and ran away when he saw that the situation was not good. Even the assassin leader who had also reached the state of sexual desire was afraid at this moment. He didn't understand why An Zheng suddenly became so powerful, so powerful that even he didn't have the courage to fight An Zheng. All this happened too suddenly, and they were not prepared at all. Even if they were prepared, they could not stop such a force.
The assassin leader was so frightened by what he saw that he finally understood why he couldn't resist An Zheng's power. It was because he was on trial.
Who is speaking
His mind couldn't help but think of what Nie Qing had said to him before... If everyone were an iron army, they would be invincible. If everyone is an iron man, the world will be healthy.
This punch blasted out the righteousness in An Zheng's heart.
The door opens.
He felt his heart suffocate, maybe that was the feeling of death.
The leader of the assassin relied on his cultivation in the Realm of Prisoner of Desire, and concentrated all his strength to strike in the direction behind him, but the strongest blow seemed to have been smashed into the sea, with no force at all. The sea is still the sea, and even though the power of his cultivation can cause waves, after the waves, the sea water rushes back even more fiercely.
But he was unwilling to die like this. The fierceness accumulated from doing evil for so many years made him choose to die together at the last moment.
"If you have evil in your heart, you will be afraid. You have already lost."
Even though the assassin was very powerful, his heart was uncertain, unfair, and unclear. All the darkness in his heart became fragile under this righteousness.
But in the blink of an eye, half of An Zheng's opponents were killed by his punch. It was a kind of light that was both desirable and terrifying. All the nastiness and filthiness had no chance of remaining under this light.
This is An Zheng's way, this is the power that belongs exclusively to An Zheng.
At this moment, An Zheng felt that he understood what he was pursuing.
"Fight!"
A burst of dazzling light suddenly erupted from An Zheng's fist, and his fist turned into a sun. That kind of light was beyond what human eyes could bear, and that kind of power was not something that any evil could stop. The darkness was completely dispelled at this moment, and the sun, which represented the power of light, was transferred from the sky to An Zheng's hands, and he held the light in his hands.
Even though the assassin was very powerful, his heart was uncertain, unfair, and unclear. All the darkness in his heart became fragile under this righteousness.
"don't want!"
The assassin's figure gradually disappeared, and then was completely torn into pieces by An Zheng's power. Not only this assassin, but the assassins in front of An Zheng were like shadows under the scorching sun, like ice and snow under the sun, melting quickly. In the strong light, the bodies of those people gradually turned into black shadows, and in the absolute light, the black shadows would disappear.
A man wailed as he watched half of his body turn into pieces and then disappear. In the process, he even saw his own internal organs exposed and his heart that was still beating.
At this moment, An Zheng's slightly familiar voice sounded again.
One, two, three, four...
The dozen killers who besieged An Zheng were already sure of victory. To be honest, they didn't believe that An Zheng could persist for so long before taking action.
This punch blasted out the righteousness in An Zheng's heart.
One, two, three, four...
The killers heard the order and began to step up their attack.
The assassin's figure gradually disappeared, and then was completely torn into pieces by An Zheng's power. Not only this assassin, but the assassins in front of An Zheng were like shadows under the scorching sun, like ice and snow under the sun, melting quickly. In the strong light, the bodies of those people gradually turned into black shadows, and in the absolute light, the black shadows would disappear.
An Zheng's eyes became brighter: "I can't think of it for the moment, so I will find my way through fighting one after another."
He felt his heart suffocate, maybe that was the feeling of death.
But in the blink of an eye, half of An Zheng's opponents were killed by his punch. It was a kind of light that was both desirable and terrifying. All the nastiness and filthiness had no chance of remaining under this light.
A man wailed as he watched half of his body turn into pieces and then disappear. In the process, he even saw his own internal organs exposed and his heart that was still beating.
Although it only opened up one more point, considering An Zheng's years of accumulation in the Heaven-defying Seal, how terrifying a power would that be? The power borrowed by the mummy returned to An Zheng's body. At this moment, the blood bead bracelet on An Zheng's right wrist was shining brightly!
The assassin leader roared wildly, and then gathered all the power in his hands from the sea of energy in his Dantian. He rushed towards An Zheng's fist, and what he pushed forward in his hands seemed to be an evil god.
The assassin who was a little further away turned around and ran away when he saw that the situation was not good. Even the assassin leader who had also reached the state of sexual desire was afraid at this moment. He didn't understand why An Zheng suddenly became so powerful, so powerful that even he didn't have the courage to fight An Zheng. All this happened too suddenly, and they were not prepared at all. Even if they were prepared, they could not stop such a force.
The dozen killers who besieged An Zheng were already sure of victory. To be honest, they didn't believe that An Zheng could persist for so long before taking action.
His mind couldn't help but think of what Nie Qing had said to him before... If everyone were an iron army, they would be invincible. If everyone is an iron man, the world will be healthy.
The assassin who was a little further away turned around and ran away when he saw that the situation was not good. Even the assassin leader who had also reached the state of sexual desire was afraid at this moment. He didn't understand why An Zheng suddenly became so powerful, so powerful that even he didn't have the courage to fight An Zheng. All this happened too suddenly, and they were not prepared at all. Even if they were prepared, they could not stop such a force.
At this moment, An Zheng felt that he understood what he was pursuing.
"ah!"
An Zheng, who was covered in blood, stood up straight, his hair dancing wildly in the hurricane, and his eyes were extremely bright. That was because he gradually saw his own way!
You have been practicing for nearly five years, and you don't even have a powerful technique of your own. You are truly an idiot. Mixed but not pure, don’t you understand this truth until now? You should be very clear that no matter how magical the exercises in your memory are, to you they are not exclusive to you. Those exercises are mixed and mixed, but they affect your concentration... Young people, the whole of cultivation is not just inheriting everything from the predecessors, but also creating. Those who know how to create are truly strong.
An Zheng, who was covered in blood, stood up straight, his hair dancing wildly in the hurricane, and his eyes were extremely bright. That was because he gradually saw his own way!
"Fight!"
He took a step forward, and it seemed like a simple step. But for those assassins, this step was like crossing a thousand miles. Originally they thought they still had a chance to escape, but after this step, An Zheng had completely surpassed them and imprisoned them. They didn't even have the chance to turn around and escape. At this moment, it seemed that there was only peace and contention between heaven and earth.
The so-called restraint of desire is to control one's desires and concentrate on practicing. Those who are truly strong can basically not find their own way before the state of sexual desire. Only when you reach the state of imprisoned desire, your mind is completely peaceful, and all your desires are imprisoned, can you truly discover the direction you should be looking for.
The so-called restraint of desire is to control one's desires and concentrate on practicing. Those who are truly strong can basically not find their own way before the state of sexual desire. Only when you reach the state of imprisoned desire, your mind is completely peaceful, and all your desires are imprisoned, can you truly discover the direction you should be looking for.
The assassin who was a little further away turned around and ran away when he saw that the situation was not good. Even the assassin leader who had also reached the state of sexual desire was afraid at this moment. He didn't understand why An Zheng suddenly became so powerful, so powerful that even he didn't have the courage to fight An Zheng. All this happened too suddenly, and they were not prepared at all. Even if they were prepared, they could not stop such a force.
"Fight!"
The door opens.
The assassin's figure gradually disappeared, and then was completely torn into pieces by An Zheng's power. Not only this assassin, but the assassins in front of An Zheng were like shadows under the scorching sun, like ice and snow under the sun, melting quickly. In the strong light, the bodies of those people gradually turned into black shadows, and in the absolute light, the black shadows would disappear.
But in the blink of an eye, half of An Zheng's opponents were killed by his punch. It was a kind of light that was both desirable and terrifying. All the nastiness and filthiness had no chance of remaining under this light.
An Zheng's eyes became brighter: "I can't think of it for the moment, so I will find my way through fighting one after another."
"ah!"
The assassin's figure gradually disappeared, and then was completely torn into pieces by An Zheng's power. Not only this assassin, but the assassins in front of An Zheng were like shadows under the scorching sun, like ice and snow under the sun, melting quickly. In the strong light, the bodies of those people gradually turned into black shadows, and in the absolute light, the black shadows would disappear.
He took a step forward, and it seemed like a simple step. But for those assassins, this step was like crossing a thousand miles. Originally they thought they still had a chance to escape, but after this step, An Zheng had completely surpassed them and imprisoned them. They didn't even have the chance to turn around and escape. At this moment, it seemed that there was only peace and contention between heaven and earth.
An assassin roared, then punched forward with all his strength. It felt like a praying mantis raising its arms to block an oncoming wheel.
The moment his fist came into contact with An Zheng's power, his arm began to melt. The unstoppable melting, even if he immediately wanted to withdraw his arm, it would be useless. His arm melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had turned into water, and then evaporated in an instant, leaving nothing behind. First his fists, then his arms, his shoulders, his head, and his entire body melted away like a snowman.
There was silence in front of An Zheng. With just one punch, more than a dozen strong men in the Sumeru Realm plus one strong man who had entered the Realm of Imprisoned Desire were all wiped out.
At this moment, An Zheng felt that he understood what he was pursuing.
The violent force directly tore the assassin in the Sumeru realm closest to him into pieces. This assassin's realm was clearly higher than An Zheng's before, but when he realized that he couldn't block An Zheng's punch, It's already too late. That power has surpassed Sumeru, but has reached a whole new level... the realm of desire!
The moment his fist came into contact with An Zheng's power, his arm began to melt. The unstoppable melting, even if he immediately wanted to withdraw his arm, it would be useless. His arm melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had turned into water, and then evaporated in an instant, leaving nothing behind. First his fists, then his arms, his shoulders, his head, and his entire body melted away like a snowman.
"who are you?!"
But in the blink of an eye, half of An Zheng's opponents were killed by his punch. It was a kind of light that was both desirable and terrifying. All the nastiness and filthiness had no chance of remaining under this light.
The assassin leader was so frightened by what he saw that he finally understood why he couldn't resist An Zheng's power. It was because he was on trial.
"who are you?!"
"This is impossible!"
At this moment, each of them vaguely heard the sound of a heavy bronze door being dragged open and pushed open. A few people even looked around subconsciously, looking for the source of the sound. They could not imagine that the sound came from An Zheng's Dantian Qihai.
"This is impossible!"
The leader of the assassin relied on his cultivation in the Realm of Prisoner of Desire, and concentrated all his strength to strike in the direction behind him, but the strongest blow seemed to have been smashed into the sea, with no force at all. The sea is still the sea, and even though the power of his cultivation can cause waves, after the waves, the sea water rushes back even more fiercely.
"don't want!"
"If you have evil in your heart, you will be afraid. You have already lost."
One, two, three, four...
Who is speaking
That is righteousness.
"Fight!"
He felt his heart suffocate, maybe that was the feeling of death.
He roared at An Zheng, the roar before his death.
He felt his heart suffocate, maybe that was the feeling of death.
An Zheng, who was covered in blood, stood up straight, his hair dancing wildly in the hurricane, and his eyes were extremely bright. That was because he gradually saw his own way!
An Zheng's eyes became brighter: "I can't think of it for the moment, so I will find my way through fighting one after another."
The leader of the assassin relied on his cultivation in the Realm of Prisoner of Desire, and concentrated all his strength to strike in the direction behind him, but the strongest blow seemed to have been smashed into the sea, with no force at all. The sea is still the sea, and even though the power of his cultivation can cause waves, after the waves, the sea water rushes back even more fiercely.
He felt his heart suffocate, maybe that was the feeling of death.
That is righteousness.
The bodies of the remaining assassins are also gradually disappearing. The most terrifying thing is that they are still conscious during this disappearance process. They watched helplessly as part of their body began to disappear, but were unable to stop it. This kind of fear was indescribable. Before they died, they seemed to have fallen into the most terrifying hell and endured the most severe and cruel torture.
An Zheng became calmer and calmer, his hair slowly fell from the wild dance, and the terrifying ferocity in his eyes disappeared. His body was still covered with bloodstains and wounds, and his face was still frighteningly white, but An Zheng at this moment was like a real judge... Yes, the assassin leader suddenly had such an illusion deep in his heart, An Zheng Struggle is a judge.
The sun and the evil god collide.
This punch blasted out the righteousness in An Zheng's heart.
"don't want!"
The leader of the assassins felt desperate. He did not expect that a young man would release such terrifying power.
At this moment, An Zheng felt that he understood what he was pursuing.
Every high-ranking person, even if he is very strict with his family, always gives the most generous rewards to the dead soldiers he raises. Because only in this way can the dead soldiers play their greatest role at the critical moment. No matter who Queen Mother Su was, she knew better than more people how to cultivate and utilize these dead soldiers. Just like the first batch of dead soldiers who rushed to the south gate tower just now, their fate may have been doomed long ago. Even if Mu Changyan is just a puppet, there are still many masters around him.
An Zheng became calmer and calmer, his hair slowly fell from the wild dance, and the terrifying ferocity in his eyes disappeared. His body was still covered with bloodstains and wounds, and his face was still frighteningly white, but An Zheng at this moment was like a real judge... Yes, the assassin leader suddenly had such an illusion deep in his heart, An Zheng Struggle is a judge.
The assassin leader was so frightened by what he saw that he finally understood why he couldn't resist An Zheng's power. It was because he was on trial.
The assassin leader roared wildly, and then gathered all the power in his hands from the sea of energy in his Dantian. He rushed towards An Zheng's fist, and what he pushed forward in his hands seemed to be an evil god.
He felt his heart suffocate, maybe that was the feeling of death.
I don't know why, but at this moment, the assassin leader couldn't help but think of all the evil things he had done before. Those evil things that he thought he would never care about seemed to be transformed into Yaksha in his mind. No matter how big or small, every time he thinks of something, there will be another Yaksha in his mind, and these Yakshas will give all the punishment to himself.
A man wailed as he watched half of his body turn into pieces and then disappear. In the process, he even saw his own internal organs exposed and his heart that was still beating.
"Fight!"
The sound stopped suddenly and never appeared again.
The leader of the assassins felt desperate. He did not expect that a young man would release such terrifying power.
This punch blasted out the righteousness in An Zheng's heart.
The sun and the evil god collide.
The door opens.
"If you have evil in your heart, you will be afraid. You have already lost."
"ah!"
The assassin leader roared wildly, and then gathered all the power in his hands from the sea of energy in his Dantian. He rushed towards An Zheng's fist, and what he pushed forward in his hands seemed to be an evil god.
"who are you?!"
The assassin's figure gradually disappeared, and then was completely torn into pieces by An Zheng's power. Not only this assassin, but the assassins in front of An Zheng were like shadows under the scorching sun, like ice and snow under the sun, melting quickly. In the strong light, the bodies of those people gradually turned into black shadows, and in the absolute light, the black shadows would disappear.
An Zheng, who was covered in blood, stood up straight, his hair dancing wildly in the hurricane, and his eyes were extremely bright. That was because he gradually saw his own way!
Every high-ranking person, even if he is very strict with his family, always gives the most generous rewards to the dead soldiers he raises. Because only in this way can the dead soldiers play their greatest role at the critical moment. No matter who Queen Mother Su was, she knew better than more people how to cultivate and utilize these dead soldiers. Just like the first batch of dead soldiers who rushed to the south gate tower just now, their fate may have been doomed long ago. Even if Mu Changyan is just a puppet, there are still many masters around him.
He roared at An Zheng, the roar before his death.
"who are you?!"
He took a step forward, and it seemed like a simple step. But for those assassins, this step was like crossing a thousand miles. Originally they thought they still had a chance to escape, but after this step, An Zheng had completely surpassed them and imprisoned them. They didn't even have the chance to turn around and escape. At this moment, it seemed that there was only peace and contention between heaven and earth.
But these words were like thunder in An Zheng's mind.
At this moment, An Zheng's slightly familiar voice sounded again.
At this moment, An Zheng's slightly familiar voice sounded again.
"Even if I die, I will drag you with me!"
An Zheng became calmer and calmer, his hair slowly fell from the wild dance, and the terrifying ferocity in his eyes disappeared. His body was still covered with bloodstains and wounds, and his face was still frighteningly white, but An Zheng at this moment was like a real judge... Yes, the assassin leader suddenly had such an illusion deep in his heart, An Zheng Struggle is a judge.
An Zheng's eyes became brighter: "I can't think of it for the moment, so I will find my way through fighting one after another."
Even though the assassin was very powerful, his heart was uncertain, unfair, and unclear. All the darkness in his heart became fragile under this righteousness.
The sound stopped suddenly and never appeared again.
The violent force directly tore the assassin in the Sumeru realm closest to him into pieces. This assassin's realm was clearly higher than An Zheng's before, but when he realized that he couldn't block An Zheng's punch, It's already too late. That power has surpassed Sumeru, but has reached a whole new level... the realm of desire!
"Even if I die, I will drag you with me!"
He punched out fiercely. It looked ordinary. Even a three-year-old child could punch forward. But the power brought by this punch was so terrifying. An Zheng felt that what burst out from his fist was not the power of cultivation, but an angry dragon that had been imprisoned for too long!
An Zheng, who was covered in blood, stood up straight, his hair dancing wildly in the hurricane, and his eyes were extremely bright. That was because he gradually saw his own way!
You have been practicing for nearly five years, and you don't even have a powerful technique of your own. You are truly an idiot. Mixed but not pure, don’t you understand this truth until now? You should be very clear that no matter how magical the exercises in your memory are, to you they are not exclusive to you. Those exercises are mixed and mixed, but they affect your concentration... Young people, the whole of cultivation is not just inheriting everything from the predecessors, but also creating. Those who know how to create are truly strong.
I don't know why, but at this moment, the assassin leader couldn't help but think of all the evil things he had done before. Those evil things that he thought he would never care about seemed to be transformed into Yaksha in his mind. No matter how big or small, every time he thinks of something, there will be another Yaksha in his mind, and these Yakshas will give all the punishment to himself.
Although it only opened up one more point, considering An Zheng's years of accumulation in the Heaven-defying Seal, how terrifying a power would that be? The power borrowed by the mummy returned to An Zheng's body. At this moment, the blood bead bracelet on An Zheng's right wrist was shining brightly!
But these words were like thunder in An Zheng's mind.
"Even if I die, I will drag you with me!"
"don't want!"
"This is impossible!"
Although it only opened up one more point, considering An Zheng's years of accumulation in the Heaven-defying Seal, how terrifying a power would that be? The power borrowed by the mummy returned to An Zheng's body. At this moment, the blood bead bracelet on An Zheng's right wrist was shining brightly!
The violent force directly tore the assassin in the Sumeru realm closest to him into pieces. This assassin's realm was clearly higher than An Zheng's before, but when he realized that he couldn't block An Zheng's punch, It's already too late. That power has surpassed Sumeru, but has reached a whole new level... the realm of desire!
An Zheng, who was covered in blood, stood up straight, his hair dancing wildly in the hurricane, and his eyes were extremely bright. That was because he gradually saw his own way!
"ah!"
The leader of the assassin had some anger in his eyes: "Hurry up and end it. The guards of Tianji Palace will fight back in a while. If you can't do what was told above, you and I will both die."
The leader of the assassins felt desperate. He did not expect that a young man would release such terrifying power.
The moment his fist came into contact with An Zheng's power, his arm began to melt. The unstoppable melting, even if he immediately wanted to withdraw his arm, it would be useless. His arm melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had turned into water, and then evaporated in an instant, leaving nothing behind. First his fists, then his arms, his shoulders, his head, and his entire body melted away like a snowman.
The assassin leader was so frightened by what he saw that he finally understood why he couldn't resist An Zheng's power. It was because he was on trial.
The moment his fist came into contact with An Zheng's power, his arm began to melt. The unstoppable melting, even if he immediately wanted to withdraw his arm, it would be useless. His arm melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had turned into water, and then evaporated in an instant, leaving nothing behind. First his fists, then his arms, his shoulders, his head, and his entire body melted away like a snowman.
There was silence in front of An Zheng. With just one punch, more than a dozen strong men in the Sumeru Realm plus one strong man who had entered the Realm of Imprisoned Desire were all wiped out.
But in the blink of an eye, half of An Zheng's opponents were killed by his punch. It was a kind of light that was both desirable and terrifying. All the nastiness and filthiness had no chance of remaining under this light.
The moment his fist came into contact with An Zheng's power, his arm began to melt. The unstoppable melting, even if he immediately wanted to withdraw his arm, it would be useless. His arm melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had turned into water, and then evaporated in an instant, leaving nothing behind. First his fists, then his arms, his shoulders, his head, and his entire body melted away like a snowman.
The assassin's figure gradually disappeared, and then was completely torn into pieces by An Zheng's power. Not only this assassin, but the assassins in front of An Zheng were like shadows under the scorching sun, like ice and snow under the sun, melting quickly. In the strong light, the bodies of those people gradually turned into black shadows, and in the absolute light, the black shadows would disappear.
Although it only opened up one more point, considering An Zheng's years of accumulation in the Heaven-defying Seal, how terrifying a power would that be? The power borrowed by the mummy returned to An Zheng's body. At this moment, the blood bead bracelet on An Zheng's right wrist was shining brightly!
But he was unwilling to die like this. The fierceness accumulated from doing evil for so many years made him choose to die together at the last moment.
The bodies of the remaining assassins are also gradually disappearing. The most terrifying thing is that they are still conscious during this disappearance process. They watched helplessly as part of their body began to disappear, but were unable to stop it. This kind of fear was indescribable. Before they died, they seemed to have fallen into the most terrifying hell and endured the most severe and cruel torture.
“What is my way?”
The sound stopped suddenly and never appeared again.
An Zheng's eyes became brighter: "I can't think of it for the moment, so I will find my way through fighting one after another."
"Even if I die, I will drag you with me!"
The so-called restraint of desire is to control one's desires and concentrate on practicing. Those who are truly strong can basically not find their own way before the state of sexual desire. Only when you reach the state of imprisoned desire, your mind is completely peaceful, and all your desires are imprisoned, can you truly discover the direction you should be looking for.
The sun and the evil god collide.
“What is my way?”
An Zheng was confused for a moment, and then was forced back to reality by the desperate situation in front of him. Under the siege of more than a dozen Xumi Realm experts with higher cultivation levels than him, it was a miracle that he could persist until now without using the Anran Sword Xu Meidai left for her. If it were anyone else, he would have died countless times. Each of those assassins are good at killing people. Different from those strong people in the Xumi realm in the practicing sects, these assassins do not take action to win, nor do they practice to pursue some great way. Their purpose is to kill people.
The evil god turned into ashes and the assassin leader disappeared.
The sound stopped suddenly and never appeared again.
A man wailed as he watched half of his body turn into pieces and then disappear. In the process, he even saw his own internal organs exposed and his heart that was still beating.
The assassin leader roared wildly, and then gathered all the power in his hands from the sea of energy in his Dantian. He rushed towards An Zheng's fist, and what he pushed forward in his hands seemed to be an evil god.
Therefore, if a practitioner of the same level confronts such a killer, nine out of ten will be killed. Because ordinary practitioners would not kill so many people to practice their killing skills, but these killers are different. Their daily practice is also to kill people. They understand the human body better than most practitioners, and are more ruthless than most practitioners.
An Zheng was confused for a moment, and then was forced back to reality by the desperate situation in front of him. Under the siege of more than a dozen Xumi Realm experts with higher cultivation levels than him, it was a miracle that he could persist until now without using the Anran Sword Xu Meidai left for her. If it were anyone else, he would have died countless times. Each of those assassins are good at killing people. Different from those strong people in the Xumi realm in the practicing sects, these assassins do not take action to win, nor do they practice to pursue some great way. Their purpose is to kill people.
His mind couldn't help but think of what Nie Qing had said to him before... If everyone were an iron army, they would be invincible. If everyone is an iron man, the world will be healthy.
The leader of the assassins felt desperate. He did not expect that a young man would release such terrifying power.
"If you have evil in your heart, you will be afraid. You have already lost."
"This is impossible!"
The leader of the assassin had some anger in his eyes: "Hurry up and end it. The guards of Tianji Palace will fight back in a while. If you can't do what was told above, you and I will both die."
He felt his heart suffocate, maybe that was the feeling of death.
The assassin leader roared wildly, and then gathered all the power in his hands from the sea of energy in his Dantian. He rushed towards An Zheng's fist, and what he pushed forward in his hands seemed to be an evil god.
A burst of dazzling light suddenly erupted from An Zheng's fist, and his fist turned into a sun. That kind of light was beyond what human eyes could bear, and that kind of power was not something that any evil could stop. The darkness was completely dispelled at this moment, and the sun, which represented the power of light, was transferred from the sky to An Zheng's hands, and he held the light in his hands.
A burst of dazzling light suddenly erupted from An Zheng's fist, and his fist turned into a sun. That kind of light was beyond what human eyes could bear, and that kind of power was not something that any evil could stop. The darkness was completely dispelled at this moment, and the sun, which represented the power of light, was transferred from the sky to An Zheng's hands, and he held the light in his hands.
"This is impossible!"
"Fight!"
The leader of the assassin had some anger in his eyes: "Hurry up and end it. The guards of Tianji Palace will fight back in a while. If you can't do what was told above, you and I will both die."
You have been practicing for nearly five years, and you don't even have a powerful technique of your own. You are truly an idiot. Mixed but not pure, don’t you understand this truth until now? You should be very clear that no matter how magical the exercises in your memory are, to you they are not exclusive to you. Those exercises are mixed and mixed, but they affect your concentration... Young people, the whole of cultivation is not just inheriting everything from the predecessors, but also creating. Those who know how to create are truly strong.
At this moment, each of them vaguely heard the sound of a heavy bronze door being dragged open and pushed open. A few people even looked around subconsciously, looking for the source of the sound. They could not imagine that the sound came from An Zheng's Dantian Qihai.
There was silence in front of An Zheng. With just one punch, more than a dozen strong men in the Sumeru Realm plus one strong man who had entered the Realm of Imprisoned Desire were all wiped out.
The sun and the evil god collide.
An Zheng, who was covered in blood, stood up straight, his hair dancing wildly in the hurricane, and his eyes were extremely bright. That was because he gradually saw his own way!
An Zheng became calmer and calmer, his hair slowly fell from the wild dance, and the terrifying ferocity in his eyes disappeared. His body was still covered with bloodstains and wounds, and his face was still frighteningly white, but An Zheng at this moment was like a real judge... Yes, the assassin leader suddenly had such an illusion deep in his heart, An Zheng Struggle is a judge.
Every high-ranking person, even if he is very strict with his family, always gives the most generous rewards to the dead soldiers he raises. Because only in this way can the dead soldiers play their greatest role at the critical moment. No matter who Queen Mother Su was, she knew better than more people how to cultivate and utilize these dead soldiers. Just like the first batch of dead soldiers who rushed to the south gate tower just now, their fate may have been doomed long ago. Even if Mu Changyan is just a puppet, there are still many masters around him.
He took a step forward, and it seemed like a simple step. But for those assassins, this step was like crossing a thousand miles. Originally they thought they still had a chance to escape, but after this step, An Zheng had completely surpassed them and imprisoned them. They didn't even have the chance to turn around and escape. At this moment, it seemed that there was only peace and contention between heaven and earth.
The moment his fist came into contact with An Zheng's power, his arm began to melt. The unstoppable melting, even if he immediately wanted to withdraw his arm, it would be useless. His arm melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had turned into water, and then evaporated in an instant, leaving nothing behind. First his fists, then his arms, his shoulders, his head, and his entire body melted away like a snowman.
The leader of the assassin had some anger in his eyes: "Hurry up and end it. The guards of Tianji Palace will fight back in a while. If you can't do what was told above, you and I will both die."
The dozen killers who besieged An Zheng were already sure of victory. To be honest, they didn't believe that An Zheng could persist for so long before taking action.
The evil god turned into ashes and the assassin leader disappeared.
After this punch, An Zheng seemed to have been drained of all his strength. His legs softened and he squatted down involuntarily. He held the ground with one hand, and his vision gradually became clearer... He returned from the bright world to the real world.
The assassin leader roared wildly, and then gathered all the power in his hands from the sea of energy in his Dantian. He rushed towards An Zheng's fist, and what he pushed forward in his hands seemed to be an evil god.
The sun and the evil god collide.
That is righteousness.
In order to attract Mu Changyan's guarding appeal, those dead soldiers rushed towards Mu Changyan even though they knew that they would die if they went there. Of course, it was not only because Empress Dowager Su gave them generous rewards, but also because some of their lives depended on Su. In the hands of the Queen Mother, such as their families.
There was silence in front of An Zheng. With just one punch, more than a dozen strong men in the Sumeru Realm plus one strong man who had entered the Realm of Imprisoned Desire were all wiped out.
One, two, three, four...
Every high-ranking person, even if he is very strict with his family, always gives the most generous rewards to the dead soldiers he raises. Because only in this way can the dead soldiers play their greatest role at the critical moment. No matter who Queen Mother Su was, she knew better than more people how to cultivate and utilize these dead soldiers. Just like the first batch of dead soldiers who rushed to the south gate tower just now, their fate may have been doomed long ago. Even if Mu Changyan is just a puppet, there are still many masters around him.
The moment his fist came into contact with An Zheng's power, his arm began to melt. The unstoppable melting, even if he immediately wanted to withdraw his arm, it would be useless. His arm melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had turned into water, and then evaporated in an instant, leaving nothing behind. First his fists, then his arms, his shoulders, his head, and his entire body melted away like a snowman.
This is An Zheng's way, this is the power that belongs exclusively to An Zheng.
At this moment, An Zheng felt that he understood what he was pursuing.
There was silence in front of An Zheng. With just one punch, more than a dozen strong men in the Sumeru Realm plus one strong man who had entered the Realm of Imprisoned Desire were all wiped out.
Who is speaking
The leader of the assassin relied on his cultivation in the Realm of Prisoner of Desire, and concentrated all his strength to strike in the direction behind him, but the strongest blow seemed to have been smashed into the sea, with no force at all. The sea is still the sea, and even though the power of his cultivation can cause waves, after the waves, the sea water rushes back even more fiercely.
The leader of the assassin relied on his cultivation in the Realm of Prisoner of Desire, and concentrated all his strength to strike in the direction behind him, but the strongest blow seemed to have been smashed into the sea, with no force at all. The sea is still the sea, and even though the power of his cultivation can cause waves, after the waves, the sea water rushes back even more fiercely.
He felt his heart suffocate, maybe that was the feeling of death.
One, two, three, four...
After this punch, An Zheng seemed to have been drained of all his strength. His legs softened and he squatted down involuntarily. He held the ground with one hand, and his vision gradually became clearer... He returned from the bright world to the real world.
The leader of the assassin had some anger in his eyes: "Hurry up and end it. The guards of Tianji Palace will fight back in a while. If you can't do what was told above, you and I will both die."
The leader of the assassin had some anger in his eyes: "Hurry up and end it. The guards of Tianji Palace will fight back in a while. If you can't do what was told above, you and I will both die."
An Zheng's eyes became brighter: "I can't think of it for the moment, so I will find my way through fighting one after another."
The door opens.
"who are you?!"
His mind couldn't help but think of what Nie Qing had said to him before... If everyone were an iron army, they would be invincible. If everyone is an iron man, the world will be healthy.
An Zheng's eyes became brighter: "I can't think of it for the moment, so I will find my way through fighting one after another."
"Fight!"