Dozens of powerful sect master-level practitioners separated on both sides, leaving a passage in the middle. This passage is less than two meters wide. To these practitioners, the two meters wide distance is not considered a distance at all.
Hu Tou's movements suddenly slowed down, and he vaguely felt a blazing temperature suddenly appear. But An Zheng clearly couldn't free his hands, and both hands were holding Xiao Yang's arms.
Among the two door owners standing at the front, one looked to be about fifty years old and short in stature, but his arms were extraordinarily thick. One can tell at a glance that this person's cultivation is in one pair of hands. It's not that An Zheng has never encountered such a practitioner. He doesn't cultivate any magic weapon, but cultivates his own body.
"In the early stage of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, it took almost a hundred years of practice to reach this level. Why bother?"
But sometimes, not killing can deter the opponent more than killing.
However, although he was caught, Xiao Yang's expression only changed slightly, and he quickly regained his confidence: "It's quite admirable. It's not easy to block my blow at this age."
Because this man knew very well that if he retreated without a fight, he would no longer be qualified to stand by King Zhao in the future. Let alone stand by King Zhao, you may never have the opportunity to gain a foothold in the world of Zhao in the future. However, he knew better that if he took action, he would probably end up worse than Xiao Yang. If he was asked to make a choice, he would rather leave the Kingdom of Zhao than be destroyed or killed directly.
What An Zheng has to face is every sect master, or even the cooperation of these sect masters.
Over the years, I don’t know how many people he has harmed.
Before the next words were uttered, An Zhengjiu's Broken Army Sword arrived: "Thank you, Sect Leader Lin, for your advice."
The old man named Lin Erlun is over 160 years old, and has long passed the age of fighting in person. But he is still energetic. Although he takes a back seat in the sect, as long as a beautiful girl comes to the main sect, he will definitely come out and try his best to get the girl.
An Zheng took a step back and clasped his fists: "A successful sneak attack is not considered a manly act. However, it is not a competition at this time, and An Zheng has to see King Zhao, so he is offended. If the leader of the Chu clan takes action, An Zheng may not be able to win."
Chu Yingnan's face kept changing. After being silent for a while, he clasped his fists and said, "If you lose, you will lose. Thank you, Sect Master An, for giving me some face as a woman, so that it is not so embarrassing for me to lose."
An Zheng clapped his hands and shook the dust off his hands.
But An Zheng still had no regrets and kept moving forward.
The big mouth of the Brontosaurus closed, and with a click, the tiger's head split into pieces.
Hu Tou's movements suddenly slowed down, and he vaguely felt a blazing temperature suddenly appear. But An Zheng clearly couldn't free his hands, and both hands were holding Xiao Yang's arms.
Among the two door owners standing at the front, one looked to be about fifty years old and short in stature, but his arms were extraordinarily thick. One can tell at a glance that this person's cultivation is in one pair of hands. It's not that An Zheng has never encountered such a practitioner. He doesn't cultivate any magic weapon, but cultivates his own body.
Among the crowd, Chen Shaobai, who was holding a Yaksha umbrella, cursed an idiot in his heart and was ready to take action at any time.
"A scheming woman is not worthy of dying in front of me."
Xiao Yang, who was not far away, screamed in pain, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.
When An Zheng grabbed the two arms, everyone was stunned for a moment.
Among the two door owners standing at the front, one looked to be about fifty years old and short in stature, but his arms were extraordinarily thick. One can tell at a glance that this person's cultivation is in one pair of hands. It's not that An Zheng has never encountered such a practitioner. He doesn't cultivate any magic weapon, but cultivates his own body.
The powerful power of cultivation formed a tiger's head, which was close to being materialized. It opened its bloody mouth and bit An Zheng. At this distance and at this speed, An Zheng had almost no time to react. If it had been anyone else, his head would have been bitten off.
In an instant, Lin Erlun summoned three defensive weapons and concentrated all his cultivation power in front of him. At the same time, he retreated violently, drawing more than a dozen circles with his hands, and the power of his cultivation formed a violent wave trying to deflect the Broken Army Sword.
He didn't even look at the unconscious old man lying on the ground, and continued to move forward.
An Zheng took a step back and clasped his fists: "A successful sneak attack is not considered a manly act. However, it is not a competition at this time, and An Zheng has to see King Zhao, so he is offended. If the leader of the Chu clan takes action, An Zheng may not be able to win."
However, although he was caught, Xiao Yang's expression only changed slightly, and he quickly regained his confidence: "It's quite admirable. It's not easy to block my blow at this age."
An Zheng snorted coldly, a blazing purple sun appeared in his left hand, and purple lightning swirled in his right hand. In just one moment, one of the two arms, which was stronger than steel, was directly burned to ashes by the purple sun, and the other was directly blasted to pieces by the purple lightning.
Xiao Yang, who was not far away, screamed in pain, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.
An Zheng was not afraid when he first met him, let alone now
Xiao Yang, who was not far away, screamed in pain, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.
An Zheng was not afraid when he first met him, let alone now
The face of the man who looked to be in his forties standing opposite Xiao Yang kept changing. After being silent for a while, he finally did not dare to take action. He knew that he was not Xiao Yang's opponent yet, and even if he took action, he would only be humiliating himself. He made a gesture of invitation, then turned and left.
The old man suddenly moved and took action before An Zheng could step into the passage between the two rows of people. And his action is the real action. Because his two arms actually separated from his shoulders and crashed towards An Zheng like two short dragons.
Among the two door owners standing at the front, one looked to be about fifty years old and short in stature, but his arms were extraordinarily thick. One can tell at a glance that this person's cultivation is in one pair of hands. It's not that An Zheng has never encountered such a practitioner. He doesn't cultivate any magic weapon, but cultivates his own body.
Everyone was shocked, thinking that Xiao Yang actually hid his killer move. I've seen him already very strong when he attacks before, but I didn't expect that he still has a special skill hidden inside.
"Wei'an Zong, Xiao Yang."
He moved on.
The tall woman sneered: "Coward."
An Zheng snorted coldly, a blazing purple sun appeared in his left hand, and purple lightning swirled in his right hand. In just one moment, one of the two arms, which was stronger than steel, was directly burned to ashes by the purple sun, and the other was directly blasted to pieces by the purple lightning.
As soon as she finished speaking, An Zheng suddenly appeared in front of her. The Broken Army Sword appeared at some unknown time, and the tip of the sword was pointed at Chu Yingnan's throat.
Those two arms were grabbed by An Zheng, and the onlookers subconsciously shouted. Everyone knows how terrifying Xiao Yang's arms are, and those who have played against Xiao Yang know better. Although Xiao Yang's offensive methods seem a bit monotonous, when his strength reaches a terrifying level, there is no need for anything fancy. Said.
The old man casually clasped his fists as a greeting, and then made a gesture of invitation: "I am the first to ask for advice from the world-famous Lord Protector of Dayan, the leader of Tianqi Sect, An Zheng."
Everyone was shocked, thinking that Xiao Yang actually hid his killer move. I've seen him already very strong when he attacks before, but I didn't expect that he still has a special skill hidden inside.
An Zheng looked at the body on the ground, then kicked it away.
An Zheng clapped his hands and shook the dust off his hands.
An Zhengji said arrogantly: "I have been practicing for ten years, and it is easy to defeat your hundred-year-old achievements."
An Zheng turned to look at the old guy: "Sect Master Lin, please enlighten me."
Among the two door owners standing at the front, one looked to be about fifty years old and short in stature, but his arms were extraordinarily thick. One can tell at a glance that this person's cultivation is in one pair of hands. It's not that An Zheng has never encountered such a practitioner. He doesn't cultivate any magic weapon, but cultivates his own body.
The old man named Lin Erlun is over 160 years old, and has long passed the age of fighting in person. But he is still energetic. Although he takes a back seat in the sect, as long as a beautiful girl comes to the main sect, he will definitely come out and try his best to get the girl.
An Zheng also clasped his fists in return, and then took a step forward.
But sometimes, not killing can deter the opponent more than killing.
The old man casually clasped his fists as a greeting, and then made a gesture of invitation: "I am the first to ask for advice from the world-famous Lord Protector of Dayan, the leader of Tianqi Sect, An Zheng."
The powerful power of cultivation formed a tiger's head, which was close to being materialized. It opened its bloody mouth and bit An Zheng. At this distance and at this speed, An Zheng had almost no time to react. If it had been anyone else, his head would have been bitten off.
But sometimes, not killing can deter the opponent more than killing.
Hu Tou's movements suddenly slowed down, and he vaguely felt a blazing temperature suddenly appear. But An Zheng clearly couldn't free his hands, and both hands were holding Xiao Yang's arms.
Although the beautiful woman looked a little plumper, she still had a charm that was irresistible to men. Especially the towering breasts are so spectacular. Just move your body a little, and those two big clumps of things will jump up and down, which is simply an eye-catcher.
In an instant, Lin Erlun summoned three defensive weapons and concentrated all his cultivation power in front of him. At the same time, he retreated violently, drawing more than a dozen circles with his hands, and the power of his cultivation formed a violent wave trying to deflect the Broken Army Sword.
The old man suddenly moved and took action before An Zheng could step into the passage between the two rows of people. And his action is the real action. Because his two arms actually separated from his shoulders and crashed towards An Zheng like two short dragons.
In an instant, Lin Erlun summoned three defensive weapons and concentrated all his cultivation power in front of him. At the same time, he retreated violently, drawing more than a dozen circles with his hands, and the power of his cultivation formed a violent wave trying to deflect the Broken Army Sword.
However, An Zheng is not just a simple iron wall.
An Zheng drew his sword, and when the sword energy was retracted, it exploded in Lin Erlun's body, directly exploding a shocking blood hole. Looking at the fallen body, An Zheng shook his head: "He is so evil-hearted. He is so evil in front of women. I don't know how disgusting he can be in front of men."
An Zheng took a step back and clasped his fists: "A successful sneak attack is not considered a manly act. However, it is not a competition at this time, and An Zheng has to see King Zhao, so he is offended. If the leader of the Chu clan takes action, An Zheng may not be able to win."
However, An Zheng is not just a simple iron wall.
And An Zheng is rumored to be only a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. No matter how strong he is, how strong can he be? So when everyone heard the rumors about An Zheng in the past, they would probably think that this young man had the support of some big shot and that he was extremely lucky.
As the master of a sect, face is of course important, but what is more important than face is living.
Specific positions of the body can be separated, and this is not the first time An Zheng has seen this.
Just when An Zheng was about to say please give me some advice, Lin Erlun clasped his fists at the beautiful woman opposite who looked to be in her thirties: "As the saying goes, good men don't compete with women, and ladies take precedence. So this is an opportunity to discuss with Sect Leader An. , I will give it to Sect Leader Chu first.”
"In the early stage of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, it took almost a hundred years of practice to reach this level. Why bother?"
Specific positions of the body can be separated, and this is not the first time An Zheng has seen this.
Although the beautiful woman looked a little plumper, she still had a charm that was irresistible to men. Especially the towering breasts are so spectacular. Just move your body a little, and those two big clumps of things will jump up and down, which is simply an eye-catcher.
An Zheng looked at the body on the ground, then kicked it away.
One move can destroy one person and scare another person away.
An Zheng took a step back and clasped his fists: "A successful sneak attack is not considered a manly act. However, it is not a competition at this time, and An Zheng has to see King Zhao, so he is offended. If the leader of the Chu clan takes action, An Zheng may not be able to win."
Before the next words were uttered, An Zhengjiu's Broken Army Sword arrived: "Thank you, Sect Leader Lin, for your advice."
Those two arms hit An Zheng on the face and on the lower abdomen. As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the arts. This old man named Xiao Yang has spent his whole life practicing on these two arms, which shows how powerful they are.
Lin Erlun thought about it in his mind for a long time, and he was sure that he was not An Zheng's opponent. He and Chu Yingnan were both at the peak of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, and they were only a little better than the pale Xiao Yang before. There is no problem in defeating Xiao Yang, but it will never be as easy as An Zheng. Besides, An Zheng had already succeeded when he wanted to kill Chu Yingnan just now.
Chu Yingnan's face kept changing. After being silent for a while, he clasped his fists and said, "If you lose, you will lose. Thank you, Sect Master An, for giving me some face as a woman, so that it is not so embarrassing for me to lose."
And An Zheng is rumored to be only a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. No matter how strong he is, how strong can he be? So when everyone heard the rumors about An Zheng in the past, they would probably think that this young man had the support of some big shot and that he was extremely lucky.
An Zheng took action, grabbing the arm that was attacking his lower abdomen with his left hand, and grabbing the arm that was attacking his face with his right hand.
With a plop, Xiao Yang's body fell limply to the ground. Both arms were crippled at the same time, and all his cultivation of nearly a hundred years was wasted. If An Zheng was willing, it would be easy to kill him at this time.
When An Zheng grabbed the two arms, everyone was stunned for a moment.
It felt like being stopped by two incoming mountains. With such terrifying strength, even An Zheng's iron wall was shattered.
But no matter what was in front of him, the straight forward path of Pojunjian did not change. In front is the magic weapon, piercing. In front is the power of cultivation, piercing. In front is an old man, impaled.
In an instant, Lin Erlun summoned three defensive weapons and concentrated all his cultivation power in front of him. At the same time, he retreated violently, drawing more than a dozen circles with his hands, and the power of his cultivation formed a violent wave trying to deflect the Broken Army Sword.
An Zheng took a step back and clasped his fists: "A successful sneak attack is not considered a manly act. However, it is not a competition at this time, and An Zheng has to see King Zhao, so he is offended. If the leader of the Chu clan takes action, An Zheng may not be able to win."
But no matter what was in front of him, the straight forward path of Pojunjian did not change. In front is the magic weapon, piercing. In front is the power of cultivation, piercing. In front is an old man, impaled.
"Next!"
However, An Zheng is not just a simple iron wall.
However, An Zheng is not just a simple iron wall.
An Zheng was not afraid when he first met him, let alone now
Lin Erlun had wanted something from Chu Yingnan but couldn't get it for many years. Later, Chu Yingnan's cultivation level was not weaker than his, and he had no chance. So he was always angry and always wanted to find opportunities to teach Chu Yingnan a lesson. That was the first female disciple who dared to reject him in all the years he had been the leader of the martial arts sect.
However, An Zheng is not just a simple iron wall.
Among the two door owners standing at the front, one looked to be about fifty years old and short in stature, but his arms were extraordinarily thick. One can tell at a glance that this person's cultivation is in one pair of hands. It's not that An Zheng has never encountered such a practitioner. He doesn't cultivate any magic weapon, but cultivates his own body.
An Zheng took a step back and clasped his fists: "A successful sneak attack is not considered a manly act. However, it is not a competition at this time, and An Zheng has to see King Zhao, so he is offended. If the leader of the Chu clan takes action, An Zheng may not be able to win."
The face of the man who looked to be in his forties standing opposite Xiao Yang kept changing. After being silent for a while, he finally did not dare to take action. He knew that he was not Xiao Yang's opponent yet, and even if he took action, he would only be humiliating himself. He made a gesture of invitation, then turned and left.
As soon as he finished speaking, his left fist suddenly opened, and a powerful and violent force surged out from his palm.
Those two arms were grabbed by An Zheng, and the onlookers subconsciously shouted. Everyone knows how terrifying Xiao Yang's arms are, and those who have played against Xiao Yang know better. Although Xiao Yang's offensive methods seem a bit monotonous, when his strength reaches a terrifying level, there is no need for anything fancy. Said.
What An Zheng didn't know was that Lin Erlun wanted to dominate Chu Yingnan when she was young. If it weren't for the senior Jianghu people who thought he was blocking him at that time, Chu Yingnan might not be able to achieve his current status in the Jianghu world. He might have sunk or been killed after being harmed by Lin Erlun.
An Zheng turned to look at the old guy: "Sect Master Lin, please enlighten me."
An Zheng took a step back and clasped his fists: "A successful sneak attack is not considered a manly act. However, it is not a competition at this time, and An Zheng has to see King Zhao, so he is offended. If the leader of the Chu clan takes action, An Zheng may not be able to win."
Hu Tou's movements suddenly slowed down, and he vaguely felt a blazing temperature suddenly appear. But An Zheng clearly couldn't free his hands, and both hands were holding Xiao Yang's arms.
As soon as she finished speaking, An Zheng suddenly appeared in front of her. The Broken Army Sword appeared at some unknown time, and the tip of the sword was pointed at Chu Yingnan's throat.
What An Zheng didn't know was that Lin Erlun wanted to dominate Chu Yingnan when she was young. If it weren't for the senior Jianghu people who thought he was blocking him at that time, Chu Yingnan might not be able to achieve his current status in the Jianghu world. He might have sunk or been killed after being harmed by Lin Erlun.
An Zheng looked at the body on the ground, then kicked it away.
Lin Erlun had wanted something from Chu Yingnan but couldn't get it for many years. Later, Chu Yingnan's cultivation level was not weaker than his, and he had no chance. So he was always angry and always wanted to find opportunities to teach Chu Yingnan a lesson. That was the first female disciple who dared to reject him in all the years he had been the leader of the martial arts sect.
And An Zheng is rumored to be only a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. No matter how strong he is, how strong can he be? So when everyone heard the rumors about An Zheng in the past, they would probably think that this young man had the support of some big shot and that he was extremely lucky.
"Next!"
[Tiger roar]
As the master of a sect, face is of course important, but what is more important than face is living.
When An Zheng grabbed the two arms, everyone was stunned for a moment.
An Zheng was not afraid when he first met him, let alone now
Because this man knew very well that if he retreated without a fight, he would no longer be qualified to stand by King Zhao in the future. Let alone stand by King Zhao, you may never have the opportunity to gain a foothold in the world of Zhao in the future. However, he knew better that if he took action, he would probably end up worse than Xiao Yang. If he was asked to make a choice, he would rather leave the Kingdom of Zhao than be destroyed or killed directly.
[Tiger roar]
"How can this be?"
An Zheng walked to and stood between the two people photographed second, and looked at the two people left and right.
An Zhengji said arrogantly: "I have been practicing for ten years, and it is easy to defeat your hundred-year-old achievements."
The big mouth of the Brontosaurus closed, and with a click, the tiger's head split into pieces.
"The power of that punch can break mountains and rivers!"
An Zhengji said arrogantly: "I have been practicing for ten years, and it is easy to defeat your hundred-year-old achievements."
As soon as he finished speaking, his left fist suddenly opened, and a powerful and violent force surged out from his palm.
An Zheng was not afraid when he first met him, let alone now
However, although he was caught, Xiao Yang's expression only changed slightly, and he quickly regained his confidence: "It's quite admirable. It's not easy to block my blow at this age."
The tall woman sneered: "Coward."
Just when An Zheng was about to say please give me some advice, Lin Erlun clasped his fists at the beautiful woman opposite who looked to be in her thirties: "As the saying goes, good men don't compete with women, and ladies take precedence. So this is an opportunity to discuss with Sect Leader An. , I will give it to Sect Leader Chu first.”
The face of the man who looked to be in his forties standing opposite Xiao Yang kept changing. After being silent for a while, he finally did not dare to take action. He knew that he was not Xiao Yang's opponent yet, and even if he took action, he would only be humiliating himself. He made a gesture of invitation, then turned and left.
A thunder dragon phantom appeared behind An Zheng and bit the tiger that was about to bite An Zheng. The teeth of the Brontosaurus carried electric current. After biting the tiger's head, the electric current poured directly into the tiger's head. In the sound of stabbing, the tiger's head was bitten to pieces.
Because this man knew very well that if he retreated without a fight, he would no longer be qualified to stand by King Zhao in the future. Let alone stand by King Zhao, you may never have the opportunity to gain a foothold in the world of Zhao in the future. However, he knew better that if he took action, he would probably end up worse than Xiao Yang. If he was asked to make a choice, he would rather leave the Kingdom of Zhao than be destroyed or killed directly.
He clasped his fists: "I am willing to admit..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his left fist suddenly opened, and a powerful and violent force surged out from his palm.
And An Zheng is rumored to be only a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. No matter how strong he is, how strong can he be? So when everyone heard the rumors about An Zheng in the past, they would probably think that this young man had the support of some big shot and that he was extremely lucky.
[Tiger roar]
Over the years, I don’t know how many people he has harmed.
"The power of that punch can break mountains and rivers!"
[Tiger roar]
An Zheng, who is at the second level of the Xiaoman Realm, and Lin Erlun, who is at the peak of the third level of the Xiaoman Realm, also have no pressure at all. The Broken Army Sword moved forward, piercing the magical weapon, piercing the power of cultivation, and piercing Lin Erlun's heart.
What An Zheng didn't know was that Lin Erlun wanted to dominate Chu Yingnan when she was young. If it weren't for the senior Jianghu people who thought he was blocking him at that time, Chu Yingnan might not be able to achieve his current status in the Jianghu world. He might have sunk or been killed after being harmed by Lin Erlun.
When An Zheng grabbed the two arms, everyone was stunned for a moment.
She clasped her hands in her fists: "The leader of the Linglong Sect, Chu Yingnan, is asking for advice from Sect Leader An."
An Zheng walked to and stood between the two people photographed second, and looked at the two people left and right.
"Next!"
But no matter what was in front of him, the straight forward path of Pojunjian did not change. In front is the magic weapon, piercing. In front is the power of cultivation, piercing. In front is an old man, impaled.
When An Zheng grabbed the two arms, everyone was stunned for a moment.
The powerful power of cultivation formed a tiger's head, which was close to being materialized. It opened its bloody mouth and bit An Zheng. At this distance and at this speed, An Zheng had almost no time to react. If it had been anyone else, his head would have been bitten off.
The powerful power of cultivation formed a tiger's head, which was close to being materialized. It opened its bloody mouth and bit An Zheng. At this distance and at this speed, An Zheng had almost no time to react. If it had been anyone else, his head would have been bitten off.
It felt like being stopped by two incoming mountains. With such terrifying strength, even An Zheng's iron wall was shattered.
Everyone was shocked, thinking that Xiao Yang actually hid his killer move. I've seen him already very strong when he attacks before, but I didn't expect that he still has a special skill hidden inside.
However, An Zheng is not just a simple iron wall.
That was An Zheng's pupil technique, the power he had just gained in the secret realm. If he were a practitioner in the realm of Ascension, even a first-level practitioner in the early stage of the Sumeru realm, An Zheng would not have to take action at all. With just one glance at this blazing eye technique, the opponent would turn into ashes.
An Zheng took a step back and clasped his fists: "A successful sneak attack is not considered a manly act. However, it is not a competition at this time, and An Zheng has to see King Zhao, so he is offended. If the leader of the Chu clan takes action, An Zheng may not be able to win."
"A scheming woman is not worthy of dying in front of me."
Among the two door owners standing at the front, one looked to be about fifty years old and short in stature, but his arms were extraordinarily thick. One can tell at a glance that this person's cultivation is in one pair of hands. It's not that An Zheng has never encountered such a practitioner. He doesn't cultivate any magic weapon, but cultivates his own body.
The tiger's head bit into An Zheng's throat, and An Zheng's eyes flashed.
An Zheng also clasped his fists in return, and then took a step forward.
But An Zheng still had no regrets and kept moving forward.
Lin Erlun had wanted something from Chu Yingnan but couldn't get it for many years. Later, Chu Yingnan's cultivation level was not weaker than his, and he had no chance. So he was always angry and always wanted to find opportunities to teach Chu Yingnan a lesson. That was the first female disciple who dared to reject him in all the years he had been the leader of the martial arts sect.
An Zheng also clasped his fists in return, and then took a step forward.
Hu Tou's movements suddenly slowed down, and he vaguely felt a blazing temperature suddenly appear. But An Zheng clearly couldn't free his hands, and both hands were holding Xiao Yang's arms.
Because this man knew very well that if he retreated without a fight, he would no longer be qualified to stand by King Zhao in the future. Let alone stand by King Zhao, you may never have the opportunity to gain a foothold in the world of Zhao in the future. However, he knew better that if he took action, he would probably end up worse than Xiao Yang. If he was asked to make a choice, he would rather leave the Kingdom of Zhao than be destroyed or killed directly.
What An Zheng didn't know was that Lin Erlun wanted to dominate Chu Yingnan when she was young. If it weren't for the senior Jianghu people who thought he was blocking him at that time, Chu Yingnan might not be able to achieve his current status in the Jianghu world. He might have sunk or been killed after being harmed by Lin Erlun.
Everyone was shocked, thinking that Xiao Yang actually hid his killer move. I've seen him already very strong when he attacks before, but I didn't expect that he still has a special skill hidden inside.
With a plop, Xiao Yang's body fell limply to the ground. Both arms were crippled at the same time, and all his cultivation of nearly a hundred years was wasted. If An Zheng was willing, it would be easy to kill him at this time.
With a plop, Xiao Yang's body fell limply to the ground. Both arms were crippled at the same time, and all his cultivation of nearly a hundred years was wasted. If An Zheng was willing, it would be easy to kill him at this time.
"How can this be?"
An Zheng clapped his hands and shook the dust off his hands.
The face of the man who looked to be in his forties standing opposite Xiao Yang kept changing. After being silent for a while, he finally did not dare to take action. He knew that he was not Xiao Yang's opponent yet, and even if he took action, he would only be humiliating himself. He made a gesture of invitation, then turned and left.
That was An Zheng's pupil technique, the power he had just gained in the secret realm. If he were a practitioner in the realm of Ascension, even a first-level practitioner in the early stage of the Sumeru realm, An Zheng would not have to take action at all. With just one glance at this blazing eye technique, the opponent would turn into ashes.
Everyone was shocked, thinking that Xiao Yang actually hid his killer move. I've seen him already very strong when he attacks before, but I didn't expect that he still has a special skill hidden inside.
An Zheng clapped his hands and shook the dust off his hands.
He didn't even look at the unconscious old man lying on the ground, and continued to move forward.
"In the early stage of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, it took almost a hundred years of practice to reach this level. Why bother?"
However, An Zheng is not just a simple iron wall.
The face of the man who looked to be in his forties standing opposite Xiao Yang kept changing. After being silent for a while, he finally did not dare to take action. He knew that he was not Xiao Yang's opponent yet, and even if he took action, he would only be humiliating himself. He made a gesture of invitation, then turned and left.
Of course, this glance can't stop a Little Man realm practitioner's trick, but it can slow down the trick just a little bit.
Everyone was shocked, thinking that Xiao Yang actually hid his killer move. I've seen him already very strong when he attacks before, but I didn't expect that he still has a special skill hidden inside.
"In the early stage of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, it took almost a hundred years of practice to reach this level. Why bother?"
Lin Erlun thought about it in his mind for a long time, and he was sure that he was not An Zheng's opponent. He and Chu Yingnan were both at the peak of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, and they were only a little better than the pale Xiao Yang before. There is no problem in defeating Xiao Yang, but it will never be as easy as An Zheng. Besides, An Zheng had already succeeded when he wanted to kill Chu Yingnan just now.
An Zheng clapped his hands and shook the dust off his hands.
Lin Erlun had wanted something from Chu Yingnan but couldn't get it for many years. Later, Chu Yingnan's cultivation level was not weaker than his, and he had no chance. So he was always angry and always wanted to find opportunities to teach Chu Yingnan a lesson. That was the first female disciple who dared to reject him in all the years he had been the leader of the martial arts sect.
What An Zheng didn't know was that Lin Erlun wanted to dominate Chu Yingnan when she was young. If it weren't for the senior Jianghu people who thought he was blocking him at that time, Chu Yingnan might not be able to achieve his current status in the Jianghu world. He might have sunk or been killed after being harmed by Lin Erlun.
What An Zheng didn't know was that Lin Erlun wanted to dominate Chu Yingnan when she was young. If it weren't for the senior Jianghu people who thought he was blocking him at that time, Chu Yingnan might not be able to achieve his current status in the Jianghu world. He might have sunk or been killed after being harmed by Lin Erlun.
A thunder dragon phantom appeared behind An Zheng and bit the tiger that was about to bite An Zheng. The teeth of the Brontosaurus carried electric current. After biting the tiger's head, the electric current poured directly into the tiger's head. In the sound of stabbing, the tiger's head was bitten to pieces.
"A scheming woman is not worthy of dying in front of me."
At this time, Xiao Yang's right hand was about to open, and a more violent force of cultivation was about to surge out. An Zheng's eyes looked at Xiao Yang's right hand, and the Thunder Dragon immediately pounced on it again. Haoran's domineering thunder and lightning power directly killed the tiger in the palm of his hand before it could pounce out from inside.
With a plop, Xiao Yang's body fell limply to the ground. Both arms were crippled at the same time, and all his cultivation of nearly a hundred years was wasted. If An Zheng was willing, it would be easy to kill him at this time.
Lin Erlun thought about it in his mind for a long time, and he was sure that he was not An Zheng's opponent. He and Chu Yingnan were both at the peak of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, and they were only a little better than the pale Xiao Yang before. There is no problem in defeating Xiao Yang, but it will never be as easy as An Zheng. Besides, An Zheng had already succeeded when he wanted to kill Chu Yingnan just now.
Of course, this glance can't stop a Little Man realm practitioner's trick, but it can slow down the trick just a little bit.
The big mouth of the Brontosaurus closed, and with a click, the tiger's head split into pieces.
Everyone was shocked, thinking that Xiao Yang actually hid his killer move. I've seen him already very strong when he attacks before, but I didn't expect that he still has a special skill hidden inside.
However, although he was caught, Xiao Yang's expression only changed slightly, and he quickly regained his confidence: "It's quite admirable. It's not easy to block my blow at this age."
An Zheng snorted: "A big insect is also an insect."
He moved on.
An Zheng also clasped his fists in return, and then took a step forward.
Over the years, I don’t know how many people he has harmed.
As the master of a sect, face is of course important, but what is more important than face is living.
"In the early stage of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, it took almost a hundred years of practice to reach this level. Why bother?"
However, An Zheng is not just a simple iron wall.
A thunder dragon phantom appeared behind An Zheng and bit the tiger that was about to bite An Zheng. The teeth of the Brontosaurus carried electric current. After biting the tiger's head, the electric current poured directly into the tiger's head. In the sound of stabbing, the tiger's head was bitten to pieces.
Dozens of powerful sect master-level practitioners separated on both sides, leaving a passage in the middle. This passage is less than two meters wide. To these practitioners, the two meters wide distance is not considered a distance at all.
At this time, Xiao Yang's right hand was about to open, and a more violent force of cultivation was about to surge out. An Zheng's eyes looked at Xiao Yang's right hand, and the Thunder Dragon immediately pounced on it again. Haoran's domineering thunder and lightning power directly killed the tiger in the palm of his hand before it could pounce out from inside.
As soon as she finished speaking, An Zheng suddenly appeared in front of her. The Broken Army Sword appeared at some unknown time, and the tip of the sword was pointed at Chu Yingnan's throat.
He moved on.
He clasped his fists: "I am willing to admit..."
The old man named Lin Erlun is over 160 years old, and has long passed the age of fighting in person. But he is still energetic. Although he takes a back seat in the sect, as long as a beautiful girl comes to the main sect, he will definitely come out and try his best to get the girl.
Dozens of powerful sect master-level practitioners separated on both sides, leaving a passage in the middle. This passage is less than two meters wide. To these practitioners, the two meters wide distance is not considered a distance at all.
[Tiger roar]
Xiao Yang, who was not far away, screamed in pain, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.
Xiao Yang, who was not far away, screamed in pain, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.
An Zheng snorted coldly, a blazing purple sun appeared in his left hand, and purple lightning swirled in his right hand. In just one moment, one of the two arms, which was stronger than steel, was directly burned to ashes by the purple sun, and the other was directly blasted to pieces by the purple lightning.
"Next!"
An Zheng looked at the body on the ground, then kicked it away.
One move can destroy one person and scare another person away.
That was An Zheng's pupil technique, the power he had just gained in the secret realm. If he were a practitioner in the realm of Ascension, even a first-level practitioner in the early stage of the Sumeru realm, An Zheng would not have to take action at all. With just one glance at this blazing eye technique, the opponent would turn into ashes.
However, An Zheng is not just a simple iron wall.
"Destroy your arms!"
"How can this be?"
Lin Erlun had wanted something from Chu Yingnan but couldn't get it for many years. Later, Chu Yingnan's cultivation level was not weaker than his, and he had no chance. So he was always angry and always wanted to find opportunities to teach Chu Yingnan a lesson. That was the first female disciple who dared to reject him in all the years he had been the leader of the martial arts sect.
"A scheming woman is not worthy of dying in front of me."
An Zheng turned to look at the old guy: "Sect Master Lin, please enlighten me."
An Zheng took action, grabbing the arm that was attacking his lower abdomen with his left hand, and grabbing the arm that was attacking his face with his right hand.
An Zheng walked to and stood between the two people photographed second, and looked at the two people left and right.
The face of the man who looked to be in his forties standing opposite Xiao Yang kept changing. After being silent for a while, he finally did not dare to take action. He knew that he was not Xiao Yang's opponent yet, and even if he took action, he would only be humiliating himself. He made a gesture of invitation, then turned and left.
An Zheng snorted coldly, a blazing purple sun appeared in his left hand, and purple lightning swirled in his right hand. In just one moment, one of the two arms, which was stronger than steel, was directly burned to ashes by the purple sun, and the other was directly blasted to pieces by the purple lightning.
That was An Zheng's pupil technique, the power he had just gained in the secret realm. If he were a practitioner in the realm of Ascension, even a first-level practitioner in the early stage of the Sumeru realm, An Zheng would not have to take action at all. With just one glance at this blazing eye technique, the opponent would turn into ashes.
However, An Zheng is not just a simple iron wall.
But everyone in the Zhao Kingdom knew that this woman should not be messed with. When someone passed by her and touched her butt, she wiped out this person's nine tribes. When someone was fighting with her, she just said that women are not good, and she cut him into pieces. The last time Zhao Guo's Jianghu sects had a sword debate, she came on the stage and no one wanted to fight her. Not just because she is a woman, but because she is a woman who cannot be messed with.
With a plop, Xiao Yang's body fell limply to the ground. Both arms were crippled at the same time, and all his cultivation of nearly a hundred years was wasted. If An Zheng was willing, it would be easy to kill him at this time.
With a plop, Xiao Yang's body fell limply to the ground. Both arms were crippled at the same time, and all his cultivation of nearly a hundred years was wasted. If An Zheng was willing, it would be easy to kill him at this time.
But no matter what was in front of him, the straight forward path of Pojunjian did not change. In front is the magic weapon, piercing. In front is the power of cultivation, piercing. In front is an old man, impaled.
The face of the man who looked to be in his forties standing opposite Xiao Yang kept changing. After being silent for a while, he finally did not dare to take action. He knew that he was not Xiao Yang's opponent yet, and even if he took action, he would only be humiliating himself. He made a gesture of invitation, then turned and left.
Before the next words were uttered, An Zhengjiu's Broken Army Sword arrived: "Thank you, Sect Leader Lin, for your advice."
An Zheng took a step back and clasped his fists: "A successful sneak attack is not considered a manly act. However, it is not a competition at this time, and An Zheng has to see King Zhao, so he is offended. If the leader of the Chu clan takes action, An Zheng may not be able to win."
But sometimes, not killing can deter the opponent more than killing.
But no matter what was in front of him, the straight forward path of Pojunjian did not change. In front is the magic weapon, piercing. In front is the power of cultivation, piercing. In front is an old man, impaled.
Just when An Zheng was about to say please give me some advice, Lin Erlun clasped his fists at the beautiful woman opposite who looked to be in her thirties: "As the saying goes, good men don't compete with women, and ladies take precedence. So this is an opportunity to discuss with Sect Leader An. , I will give it to Sect Leader Chu first.”
The old man casually clasped his fists as a greeting, and then made a gesture of invitation: "I am the first to ask for advice from the world-famous Lord Protector of Dayan, the leader of Tianqi Sect, An Zheng."
He clasped his fists: "I am willing to admit..."
An Zheng clapped his hands and shook the dust off his hands.
The old man named Lin Erlun is over 160 years old, and has long passed the age of fighting in person. But he is still energetic. Although he takes a back seat in the sect, as long as a beautiful girl comes to the main sect, he will definitely come out and try his best to get the girl.
"Wei'an Zong, Xiao Yang."
However, although he was caught, Xiao Yang's expression only changed slightly, and he quickly regained his confidence: "It's quite admirable. It's not easy to block my blow at this age."
An Zheng snorted coldly, a blazing purple sun appeared in his left hand, and purple lightning swirled in his right hand. In just one moment, one of the two arms, which was stronger than steel, was directly burned to ashes by the purple sun, and the other was directly blasted to pieces by the purple lightning.
He didn't even look at the unconscious old man lying on the ground, and continued to move forward.
The old man suddenly moved and took action before An Zheng could step into the passage between the two rows of people. And his action is the real action. Because his two arms actually separated from his shoulders and crashed towards An Zheng like two short dragons.
Just when An Zheng was about to say please give me some advice, Lin Erlun clasped his fists at the beautiful woman opposite who looked to be in her thirties: "As the saying goes, good men don't compete with women, and ladies take precedence. So this is an opportunity to discuss with Sect Leader An. , I will give it to Sect Leader Chu first.”
But An Zheng still had no regrets and kept moving forward.
An Zheng walked to and stood between the two people photographed second, and looked at the two people left and right.
"In the early stage of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, it took almost a hundred years of practice to reach this level. Why bother?"
An Zheng looked at the body on the ground, then kicked it away.
But no matter what was in front of him, the straight forward path of Pojunjian did not change. In front is the magic weapon, piercing. In front is the power of cultivation, piercing. In front is an old man, impaled.
An Zheng walked to and stood between the two people photographed second, and looked at the two people left and right.
"Destroy your arms!"
He didn't even look at the unconscious old man lying on the ground, and continued to move forward.
As soon as he finished speaking, his left fist suddenly opened, and a powerful and violent force surged out from his palm.
An Zhengji said arrogantly: "I have been practicing for ten years, and it is easy to defeat your hundred-year-old achievements."
An Zhengji said arrogantly: "I have been practicing for ten years, and it is easy to defeat your hundred-year-old achievements."
"Wei'an Zong, Xiao Yang."
The old man standing on the left smiled coquettishly and clasped his fists towards An Zheng: "Head of Tiantai Sect, Lin Erlun."
The face of the man who looked to be in his forties standing opposite Xiao Yang kept changing. After being silent for a while, he finally did not dare to take action. He knew that he was not Xiao Yang's opponent yet, and even if he took action, he would only be humiliating himself. He made a gesture of invitation, then turned and left.
But no matter what was in front of him, the straight forward path of Pojunjian did not change. In front is the magic weapon, piercing. In front is the power of cultivation, piercing. In front is an old man, impaled.
An Zheng was not afraid when he first met him, let alone now
"Destroy your arms!"
An Zheng snorted: "A big insect is also an insect."
Before the next words were uttered, An Zhengjiu's Broken Army Sword arrived: "Thank you, Sect Leader Lin, for your advice."
Because this man knew very well that if he retreated without a fight, he would no longer be qualified to stand by King Zhao in the future. Let alone stand by King Zhao, you may never have the opportunity to gain a foothold in the world of Zhao in the future. However, he knew better that if he took action, he would probably end up worse than Xiao Yang. If he was asked to make a choice, he would rather leave the Kingdom of Zhao than be destroyed or killed directly.
"How can this be?"
An Zheng turned to look at the old guy: "Sect Master Lin, please enlighten me."
As soon as he finished speaking, his left fist suddenly opened, and a powerful and violent force surged out from his palm.
Lin Erlun thought about it in his mind for a long time, and he was sure that he was not An Zheng's opponent. He and Chu Yingnan were both at the peak of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, and they were only a little better than the pale Xiao Yang before. There is no problem in defeating Xiao Yang, but it will never be as easy as An Zheng. Besides, An Zheng had already succeeded when he wanted to kill Chu Yingnan just now.
But no matter what was in front of him, the straight forward path of Pojunjian did not change. In front is the magic weapon, piercing. In front is the power of cultivation, piercing. In front is an old man, impaled.
He clasped his fists: "I am willing to admit..."
As the master of a sect, face is of course important, but what is more important than face is living.
"A scheming woman is not worthy of dying in front of me."
"The power of that punch can break mountains and rivers!"
Hu Tou's movements suddenly slowed down, and he vaguely felt a blazing temperature suddenly appear. But An Zheng clearly couldn't free his hands, and both hands were holding Xiao Yang's arms.
She turned around and left: "This upright man named An Zheng is definitely not the ruthless person rumored in the world. From today on, if anyone instigates me to kill An Zheng again, I will kill him first."
He moved on.
That was An Zheng's pupil technique, the power he had just gained in the secret realm. If he were a practitioner in the realm of Ascension, even a first-level practitioner in the early stage of the Sumeru realm, An Zheng would not have to take action at all. With just one glance at this blazing eye technique, the opponent would turn into ashes.
One move can destroy one person and scare another person away.
At this time, Xiao Yang's right hand was about to open, and a more violent force of cultivation was about to surge out. An Zheng's eyes looked at Xiao Yang's right hand, and the Thunder Dragon immediately pounced on it again. Haoran's domineering thunder and lightning power directly killed the tiger in the palm of his hand before it could pounce out from inside.
Chu Yingnan's face kept changing. After being silent for a while, he clasped his fists and said, "If you lose, you will lose. Thank you, Sect Master An, for giving me some face as a woman, so that it is not so embarrassing for me to lose."
"A scheming woman is not worthy of dying in front of me."
The tiger's head bit into An Zheng's throat, and An Zheng's eyes flashed.
As the master of a sect, face is of course important, but what is more important than face is living.
An Zheng walked to and stood between the two people photographed second, and looked at the two people left and right.
Lin Erlun thought about it in his mind for a long time, and he was sure that he was not An Zheng's opponent. He and Chu Yingnan were both at the peak of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, and they were only a little better than the pale Xiao Yang before. There is no problem in defeating Xiao Yang, but it will never be as easy as An Zheng. Besides, An Zheng had already succeeded when he wanted to kill Chu Yingnan just now.
The big mouth of the Brontosaurus closed, and with a click, the tiger's head split into pieces.
The old man standing on the left smiled coquettishly and clasped his fists towards An Zheng: "Head of Tiantai Sect, Lin Erlun."
He didn't even look at the unconscious old man lying on the ground, and continued to move forward.
The old man standing on the left smiled coquettishly and clasped his fists towards An Zheng: "Head of Tiantai Sect, Lin Erlun."
A thunder dragon phantom appeared behind An Zheng and bit the tiger that was about to bite An Zheng. The teeth of the Brontosaurus carried electric current. After biting the tiger's head, the electric current poured directly into the tiger's head. In the sound of stabbing, the tiger's head was bitten to pieces.
Lin Erlun had wanted something from Chu Yingnan but couldn't get it for many years. Later, Chu Yingnan's cultivation level was not weaker than his, and he had no chance. So he was always angry and always wanted to find opportunities to teach Chu Yingnan a lesson. That was the first female disciple who dared to reject him in all the years he had been the leader of the martial arts sect.
Because this man knew very well that if he retreated without a fight, he would no longer be qualified to stand by King Zhao in the future. Let alone stand by King Zhao, you may never have the opportunity to gain a foothold in the world of Zhao in the future. However, he knew better that if he took action, he would probably end up worse than Xiao Yang. If he was asked to make a choice, he would rather leave the Kingdom of Zhao than be destroyed or killed directly.
A thunder dragon phantom appeared behind An Zheng and bit the tiger that was about to bite An Zheng. The teeth of the Brontosaurus carried electric current. After biting the tiger's head, the electric current poured directly into the tiger's head. In the sound of stabbing, the tiger's head was bitten to pieces.
Everyone was shocked, thinking that Xiao Yang actually hid his killer move. I've seen him already very strong when he attacks before, but I didn't expect that he still has a special skill hidden inside.
The face of the man who looked to be in his forties standing opposite Xiao Yang kept changing. After being silent for a while, he finally did not dare to take action. He knew that he was not Xiao Yang's opponent yet, and even if he took action, he would only be humiliating himself. He made a gesture of invitation, then turned and left.
Just when An Zheng was about to say please give me some advice, Lin Erlun clasped his fists at the beautiful woman opposite who looked to be in her thirties: "As the saying goes, good men don't compete with women, and ladies take precedence. So this is an opportunity to discuss with Sect Leader An. , I will give it to Sect Leader Chu first.”
[Tiger roar]
What An Zheng has to face is every sect master, or even the cooperation of these sect masters.
An Zheng turned to look at the old guy: "Sect Master Lin, please enlighten me."
"In the early stage of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, it took almost a hundred years of practice to reach this level. Why bother?"
An Zheng clapped his hands and shook the dust off his hands.
Although the beautiful woman looked a little plumper, she still had a charm that was irresistible to men. Especially the towering breasts are so spectacular. Just move your body a little, and those two big clumps of things will jump up and down, which is simply an eye-catcher.
She turned around and left: "This upright man named An Zheng is definitely not the ruthless person rumored in the world. From today on, if anyone instigates me to kill An Zheng again, I will kill him first."
An Zheng walked to and stood between the two people photographed second, and looked at the two people left and right.
He moved on.
With a plop, Xiao Yang's body fell limply to the ground. Both arms were crippled at the same time, and all his cultivation of nearly a hundred years was wasted. If An Zheng was willing, it would be easy to kill him at this time.
And she is very tall, at least 1.7 meters tall, with a large frame, so she looks a bit plump. However, she has long breasts, thighs and round buttocks, and has all the advantages to stimulate men.
The old man named Lin Erlun is over 160 years old, and has long passed the age of fighting in person. But he is still energetic. Although he takes a back seat in the sect, as long as a beautiful girl comes to the main sect, he will definitely come out and try his best to get the girl.
The big mouth of the Brontosaurus closed, and with a click, the tiger's head split into pieces.
An Zheng snorted: "A big insect is also an insect."
But everyone in the Zhao Kingdom knew that this woman should not be messed with. When someone passed by her and touched her butt, she wiped out this person's nine tribes. When someone was fighting with her, she just said that women are not good, and she cut him into pieces. The last time Zhao Guo's Jianghu sects had a sword debate, she came on the stage and no one wanted to fight her. Not just because she is a woman, but because she is a woman who cannot be messed with.
However, An Zheng is not just a simple iron wall.
An Zheng walked to and stood between the two people photographed second, and looked at the two people left and right.
It felt like being stopped by two incoming mountains. With such terrifying strength, even An Zheng's iron wall was shattered.
But sometimes, not killing can deter the opponent more than killing.
He moved on.
Everyone was shocked, thinking that Xiao Yang actually hid his killer move. I've seen him already very strong when he attacks before, but I didn't expect that he still has a special skill hidden inside.
"Destroy your arms!"
The old man named Lin Erlun is over 160 years old, and has long passed the age of fighting in person. But he is still energetic. Although he takes a back seat in the sect, as long as a beautiful girl comes to the main sect, he will definitely come out and try his best to get the girl.
The tall woman sneered: "Coward."
"A scheming woman is not worthy of dying in front of me."
The big mouth of the Brontosaurus closed, and with a click, the tiger's head split into pieces.
She clasped her hands in her fists: "The leader of the Linglong Sect, Chu Yingnan, is asking for advice from Sect Leader An."
It felt like being stopped by two incoming mountains. With such terrifying strength, even An Zheng's iron wall was shattered.
Before the next words were uttered, An Zhengjiu's Broken Army Sword arrived: "Thank you, Sect Leader Lin, for your advice."
A thunder dragon phantom appeared behind An Zheng and bit the tiger that was about to bite An Zheng. The teeth of the Brontosaurus carried electric current. After biting the tiger's head, the electric current poured directly into the tiger's head. In the sound of stabbing, the tiger's head was bitten to pieces.
As soon as she finished speaking, An Zheng suddenly appeared in front of her. The Broken Army Sword appeared at some unknown time, and the tip of the sword was pointed at Chu Yingnan's throat.
But everyone in the Zhao Kingdom knew that this woman should not be messed with. When someone passed by her and touched her butt, she wiped out this person's nine tribes. When someone was fighting with her, she just said that women are not good, and she cut him into pieces. The last time Zhao Guo's Jianghu sects had a sword debate, she came on the stage and no one wanted to fight her. Not just because she is a woman, but because she is a woman who cannot be messed with.
That was An Zheng's pupil technique, the power he had just gained in the secret realm. If he were a practitioner in the realm of Ascension, even a first-level practitioner in the early stage of the Sumeru realm, An Zheng would not have to take action at all. With just one glance at this blazing eye technique, the opponent would turn into ashes.
As soon as she finished speaking, An Zheng suddenly appeared in front of her. The Broken Army Sword appeared at some unknown time, and the tip of the sword was pointed at Chu Yingnan's throat.
An Zheng turned to look at the old guy: "Sect Master Lin, please enlighten me."
"A scheming woman is not worthy of dying in front of me."
An Zheng snorted: "A big insect is also an insect."
The face of the man who looked to be in his forties standing opposite Xiao Yang kept changing. After being silent for a while, he finally did not dare to take action. He knew that he was not Xiao Yang's opponent yet, and even if he took action, he would only be humiliating himself. He made a gesture of invitation, then turned and left.
An Zheng took a step back and clasped his fists: "A successful sneak attack is not considered a manly act. However, it is not a competition at this time, and An Zheng has to see King Zhao, so he is offended. If the leader of the Chu clan takes action, An Zheng may not be able to win."
"In the early stage of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, it took almost a hundred years of practice to reach this level. Why bother?"
An Zheng turned to look at the old guy: "Sect Master Lin, please enlighten me."
Chu Yingnan's face kept changing. After being silent for a while, he clasped his fists and said, "If you lose, you will lose. Thank you, Sect Master An, for giving me some face as a woman, so that it is not so embarrassing for me to lose."
Among the crowd, Chen Shaobai, who was holding a Yaksha umbrella, cursed an idiot in his heart and was ready to take action at any time.
But sometimes, not killing can deter the opponent more than killing.
She turned around and left: "This upright man named An Zheng is definitely not the ruthless person rumored in the world. From today on, if anyone instigates me to kill An Zheng again, I will kill him first."
He didn't even look at the unconscious old man lying on the ground, and continued to move forward.
He moved on.
The big mouth of the Brontosaurus closed, and with a click, the tiger's head split into pieces.
An Zheng took action, grabbing the arm that was attacking his lower abdomen with his left hand, and grabbing the arm that was attacking his face with his right hand.
An Zheng turned to look at the old guy: "Sect Master Lin, please enlighten me."
An Zheng turned to look at the old guy: "Sect Master Lin, please enlighten me."
Everyone was shocked, thinking that Xiao Yang actually hid his killer move. I've seen him already very strong when he attacks before, but I didn't expect that he still has a special skill hidden inside.
An Zheng walked to and stood between the two people photographed second, and looked at the two people left and right.
The tall woman sneered: "Coward."
An Zheng snorted: "A big insect is also an insect."
She turned around and left: "This upright man named An Zheng is definitely not the ruthless person rumored in the world. From today on, if anyone instigates me to kill An Zheng again, I will kill him first."
The old man named Lin Erlun is over 160 years old, and has long passed the age of fighting in person. But he is still energetic. Although he takes a back seat in the sect, as long as a beautiful girl comes to the main sect, he will definitely come out and try his best to get the girl.
And An Zheng is rumored to be only a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. No matter how strong he is, how strong can he be? So when everyone heard the rumors about An Zheng in the past, they would probably think that this young man had the support of some big shot and that he was extremely lucky.
A thunder dragon phantom appeared behind An Zheng and bit the tiger that was about to bite An Zheng. The teeth of the Brontosaurus carried electric current. After biting the tiger's head, the electric current poured directly into the tiger's head. In the sound of stabbing, the tiger's head was bitten to pieces.
And An Zheng is rumored to be only a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. No matter how strong he is, how strong can he be? So when everyone heard the rumors about An Zheng in the past, they would probably think that this young man had the support of some big shot and that he was extremely lucky.
"Next!"
"In the early stage of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, it took almost a hundred years of practice to reach this level. Why bother?"
"A scheming woman is not worthy of dying in front of me."
Hu Tou's movements suddenly slowed down, and he vaguely felt a blazing temperature suddenly appear. But An Zheng clearly couldn't free his hands, and both hands were holding Xiao Yang's arms.
She turned around and left: "This upright man named An Zheng is definitely not the ruthless person rumored in the world. From today on, if anyone instigates me to kill An Zheng again, I will kill him first."
Over the years, I don’t know how many people he has harmed.
As the master of a sect, face is of course important, but what is more important than face is living.
What An Zheng has to face is every sect master, or even the cooperation of these sect masters.
He didn't even look at the unconscious old man lying on the ground, and continued to move forward.
The powerful power of cultivation formed a tiger's head, which was close to being materialized. It opened its bloody mouth and bit An Zheng. At this distance and at this speed, An Zheng had almost no time to react. If it had been anyone else, his head would have been bitten off.
In an instant, Lin Erlun summoned three defensive weapons and concentrated all his cultivation power in front of him. At the same time, he retreated violently, drawing more than a dozen circles with his hands, and the power of his cultivation formed a violent wave trying to deflect the Broken Army Sword.
Lin Erlun thought about it in his mind for a long time, and he was sure that he was not An Zheng's opponent. He and Chu Yingnan were both at the peak of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, and they were only a little better than the pale Xiao Yang before. There is no problem in defeating Xiao Yang, but it will never be as easy as An Zheng. Besides, An Zheng had already succeeded when he wanted to kill Chu Yingnan just now.
A thunder dragon phantom appeared behind An Zheng and bit the tiger that was about to bite An Zheng. The teeth of the Brontosaurus carried electric current. After biting the tiger's head, the electric current poured directly into the tiger's head. In the sound of stabbing, the tiger's head was bitten to pieces.
But no matter what was in front of him, the straight forward path of Pojunjian did not change. In front is the magic weapon, piercing. In front is the power of cultivation, piercing. In front is an old man, impaled.
But sometimes, not killing can deter the opponent more than killing.
She clasped her hands in her fists: "The leader of the Linglong Sect, Chu Yingnan, is asking for advice from Sect Leader An."
The old man suddenly moved and took action before An Zheng could step into the passage between the two rows of people. And his action is the real action. Because his two arms actually separated from his shoulders and crashed towards An Zheng like two short dragons.
He clasped his fists: "I am willing to admit..."
Those two arms were grabbed by An Zheng, and the onlookers subconsciously shouted. Everyone knows how terrifying Xiao Yang's arms are, and those who have played against Xiao Yang know better. Although Xiao Yang's offensive methods seem a bit monotonous, when his strength reaches a terrifying level, there is no need for anything fancy. Said.
"In the early stage of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, it took almost a hundred years of practice to reach this level. Why bother?"
The tall woman sneered: "Coward."
The old man casually clasped his fists as a greeting, and then made a gesture of invitation: "I am the first to ask for advice from the world-famous Lord Protector of Dayan, the leader of Tianqi Sect, An Zheng."
An Zheng turned to look at the old guy: "Sect Master Lin, please enlighten me."
Before the next words were uttered, An Zhengjiu's Broken Army Sword arrived: "Thank you, Sect Leader Lin, for your advice."
Before the next words were uttered, An Zhengjiu's Broken Army Sword arrived: "Thank you, Sect Leader Lin, for your advice."
An Zheng was not afraid when he first met him, let alone now
Over the years, I don’t know how many people he has harmed.
Before the next words were uttered, An Zhengjiu's Broken Army Sword arrived: "Thank you, Sect Leader Lin, for your advice."
What An Zheng has to face is every sect master, or even the cooperation of these sect masters.
And she is very tall, at least 1.7 meters tall, with a large frame, so she looks a bit plump. However, she has long breasts, thighs and round buttocks, and has all the advantages to stimulate men.
The big mouth of the Brontosaurus closed, and with a click, the tiger's head split into pieces.
But everyone in the Zhao Kingdom knew that this woman should not be messed with. When someone passed by her and touched her butt, she wiped out this person's nine tribes. When someone was fighting with her, she just said that women are not good, and she cut him into pieces. The last time Zhao Guo's Jianghu sects had a sword debate, she came on the stage and no one wanted to fight her. Not just because she is a woman, but because she is a woman who cannot be messed with.
Among the crowd, Chen Shaobai, who was holding a Yaksha umbrella, cursed an idiot in his heart and was ready to take action at any time.
In an instant, Lin Erlun summoned three defensive weapons and concentrated all his cultivation power in front of him. At the same time, he retreated violently, drawing more than a dozen circles with his hands, and the power of his cultivation formed a violent wave trying to deflect the Broken Army Sword.
However, although he was caught, Xiao Yang's expression only changed slightly, and he quickly regained his confidence: "It's quite admirable. It's not easy to block my blow at this age."
Before the next words were uttered, An Zhengjiu's Broken Army Sword arrived: "Thank you, Sect Leader Lin, for your advice."
Xiao Yang, who was not far away, screamed in pain, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.
But no matter what was in front of him, the straight forward path of Pojunjian did not change. In front is the magic weapon, piercing. In front is the power of cultivation, piercing. In front is an old man, impaled.
But no matter what was in front of him, the straight forward path of Pojunjian did not change. In front is the magic weapon, piercing. In front is the power of cultivation, piercing. In front is an old man, impaled.
The big mouth of the Brontosaurus closed, and with a click, the tiger's head split into pieces.
Xiao Yang, who was not far away, screamed in pain, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.
It felt like being stopped by two incoming mountains. With such terrifying strength, even An Zheng's iron wall was shattered.
When An Zheng grabbed the two arms, everyone was stunned for a moment.
But everyone in the Zhao Kingdom knew that this woman should not be messed with. When someone passed by her and touched her butt, she wiped out this person's nine tribes. When someone was fighting with her, she just said that women are not good, and she cut him into pieces. The last time Zhao Guo's Jianghu sects had a sword debate, she came on the stage and no one wanted to fight her. Not just because she is a woman, but because she is a woman who cannot be messed with.
A thunder dragon phantom appeared behind An Zheng and bit the tiger that was about to bite An Zheng. The teeth of the Brontosaurus carried electric current. After biting the tiger's head, the electric current poured directly into the tiger's head. In the sound of stabbing, the tiger's head was bitten to pieces.
An Zheng, who is at the second level of the Xiaoman Realm, and Lin Erlun, who is at the peak of the third level of the Xiaoman Realm, also have no pressure at all. The Broken Army Sword moved forward, piercing the magical weapon, piercing the power of cultivation, and piercing Lin Erlun's heart.
He clasped his fists: "I am willing to admit..."
Because this man knew very well that if he retreated without a fight, he would no longer be qualified to stand by King Zhao in the future. Let alone stand by King Zhao, you may never have the opportunity to gain a foothold in the world of Zhao in the future. However, he knew better that if he took action, he would probably end up worse than Xiao Yang. If he was asked to make a choice, he would rather leave the Kingdom of Zhao than be destroyed or killed directly.
The big mouth of the Brontosaurus closed, and with a click, the tiger's head split into pieces.
The old man suddenly moved and took action before An Zheng could step into the passage between the two rows of people. And his action is the real action. Because his two arms actually separated from his shoulders and crashed towards An Zheng like two short dragons.
"In the early stage of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, it took almost a hundred years of practice to reach this level. Why bother?"
An Zheng drew his sword, and when the sword energy was retracted, it exploded in Lin Erlun's body, directly exploding a shocking blood hole. Looking at the fallen body, An Zheng shook his head: "He is so evil-hearted. He is so evil in front of women. I don't know how disgusting he can be in front of men."
One move can destroy one person and scare another person away.
Among the two door owners standing at the front, one looked to be about fifty years old and short in stature, but his arms were extraordinarily thick. One can tell at a glance that this person's cultivation is in one pair of hands. It's not that An Zheng has never encountered such a practitioner. He doesn't cultivate any magic weapon, but cultivates his own body.
What An Zheng didn't know was that Lin Erlun wanted to dominate Chu Yingnan when she was young. If it weren't for the senior Jianghu people who thought he was blocking him at that time, Chu Yingnan might not be able to achieve his current status in the Jianghu world. He might have sunk or been killed after being harmed by Lin Erlun.
Chu Yingnan's face kept changing. After being silent for a while, he clasped his fists and said, "If you lose, you will lose. Thank you, Sect Master An, for giving me some face as a woman, so that it is not so embarrassing for me to lose."
"How can this be?"
An Zheng walked to and stood between the two people photographed second, and looked at the two people left and right.
"In the early stage of the third level of Xiaoman Realm, it took almost a hundred years of practice to reach this level. Why bother?"
Lin Erlun had wanted something from Chu Yingnan but couldn't get it for many years. Later, Chu Yingnan's cultivation level was not weaker than his, and he had no chance. So he was always angry and always wanted to find opportunities to teach Chu Yingnan a lesson. That was the first female disciple who dared to reject him in all the years he had been the leader of the martial arts sect.
"The power of that punch can break mountains and rivers!"
"Destroy your arms!"
Those two arms were grabbed by An Zheng, and the onlookers subconsciously shouted. Everyone knows how terrifying Xiao Yang's arms are, and those who have played against Xiao Yang know better. Although Xiao Yang's offensive methods seem a bit monotonous, when his strength reaches a terrifying level, there is no need for anything fancy. Said.
The tall woman sneered: "Coward."
At this time, Xiao Yang's right hand was about to open, and a more violent force of cultivation was about to surge out. An Zheng's eyes looked at Xiao Yang's right hand, and the Thunder Dragon immediately pounced on it again. Haoran's domineering thunder and lightning power directly killed the tiger in the palm of his hand before it could pounce out from inside.
Hu Tou's movements suddenly slowed down, and he vaguely felt a blazing temperature suddenly appear. But An Zheng clearly couldn't free his hands, and both hands were holding Xiao Yang's arms.
An Zheng looked at the body on the ground, then kicked it away.
But An Zheng still had no regrets and kept moving forward.
Although the beautiful woman looked a little plumper, she still had a charm that was irresistible to men. Especially the towering breasts are so spectacular. Just move your body a little, and those two big clumps of things will jump up and down, which is simply an eye-catcher.
However, An Zheng is not just a simple iron wall.
"A scheming woman is not worthy of dying in front of me."
Specific positions of the body can be separated, and this is not the first time An Zheng has seen this.
At this time, Xiao Yang's right hand was about to open, and a more violent force of cultivation was about to surge out. An Zheng's eyes looked at Xiao Yang's right hand, and the Thunder Dragon immediately pounced on it again. Haoran's domineering thunder and lightning power directly killed the tiger in the palm of his hand before it could pounce out from inside.
He moved on.
Everyone was shocked, thinking that Xiao Yang actually hid his killer move. I've seen him already very strong when he attacks before, but I didn't expect that he still has a special skill hidden inside.
An Zheng snorted coldly, a blazing purple sun appeared in his left hand, and purple lightning swirled in his right hand. In just one moment, one of the two arms, which was stronger than steel, was directly burned to ashes by the purple sun, and the other was directly blasted to pieces by the purple lightning.
Because this man knew very well that if he retreated without a fight, he would no longer be qualified to stand by King Zhao in the future. Let alone stand by King Zhao, you may never have the opportunity to gain a foothold in the world of Zhao in the future. However, he knew better that if he took action, he would probably end up worse than Xiao Yang. If he was asked to make a choice, he would rather leave the Kingdom of Zhao than be destroyed or killed directly.
An Zheng took action, grabbing the arm that was attacking his lower abdomen with his left hand, and grabbing the arm that was attacking his face with his right hand.
Everyone was shocked, thinking that Xiao Yang actually hid his killer move. I've seen him already very strong when he attacks before, but I didn't expect that he still has a special skill hidden inside.
"Next!"
"Next!"
And An Zheng is rumored to be only a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. No matter how strong he is, how strong can he be? So when everyone heard the rumors about An Zheng in the past, they would probably think that this young man had the support of some big shot and that he was extremely lucky.
An Zheng snorted: "A big insect is also an insect."