Maybe for Xun Zhiwen, this is just an ordinary day. He would never have imagined that An Zheng had traveled across thousands of mountains and rivers to come to him for revenge with memories of the past. He was even deceiving himself, telling himself that he had forgotten about it.
Seven or eight warships surrounded a wooden building and started bombarding it crazily. It was the standard warship of the Daxi military. The artillery fire was cannons blessed with runes. Let alone an ordinary wooden building, even a mountain. The time has also been razed to the ground.
An Zheng smiled and replied: "Yes, I have been a ghost for a while."
Just as he finished speaking, a dragon roar suddenly came from the sky.
A few minutes later, the warships scattered and fell from the sky.
In just a few minutes, all the battleships were riddled with holes.
"We will die together."
Xun Zhiwen gritted his teeth and spoke, his voice trembling with anger: "If this is the case, I still overestimated you."
However, human memory is very stubborn most of the time, especially when it comes to hatred.
"hell?"
The only one still insisting on hovering opposite the mid-air wooden building was the battleship where Xun Zhiwen was. He relied on his powerful cultivation to block all the water droplets.
This light shield is already strong enough, but there are too many water droplets, so much that it makes one's scalp numb. His light shield only lasted less than a minute before it was shattered by water droplets. As if the glass bottle had been smashed, it suddenly dispersed.
Previously, the battleships were under fire and bombarded the wooden buildings.
For Xun Zhiwen, the most irritating thing was the ridicule and contempt towards him by the unknown young man. The unknown defensive magic weapon actually moved quickly instead of being completely closed, which meant that the magic weapon could accurately and independently resist attacks. Wherever the artillery fire fell, the magic weapon would be there. Therefore, the large floor-to-ceiling windows sometimes appeared and sometimes were blocked, so that Xun Zhiwen could see An Zheng hugging him from time to time.
Seven or eight warships surrounded a wooden building and started bombarding it crazily. It was the standard warship of the Daxi military. The artillery fire was cannons blessed with runes. Let alone an ordinary wooden building, even a mountain. The time has also been razed to the ground.
An Zheng smiled and replied: "Yes, I have been a ghost for a while."
Seven or eight warships surrounded a wooden building and started bombarding it crazily. It was the standard warship of the Daxi military. The artillery fire was cannons blessed with runes. Let alone an ordinary wooden building, even a mountain. The time has also been razed to the ground.
There is a rotating Tai Chi pattern on the top of Xun Zhiwen's head, which blocks all the small electric currents that hit him.
But this was not the end, when Xun Zhiwen had the right to block the thick purple beam. Among the dark clouds, the giant dragon's body swam and appeared. The dragon's tail swept across and slapped the side of the battleship with a bang, directly smashing the side of the ship into pieces. More people fell down wailing, and the battleship became shaky.
An Zheng waved, and the coffee table not far away slid over and stopped in front of An Zheng. An Zheng took out the tea set and tea leaves from the space artifact and placed them on the coffee table. Hong Luan took a deep breath and stood up, straightening her clothes and making tea for An Zheng.
In the sky, purple lightning shuttled among the dark clouds, like angry dragons one by one. Dense water droplets floated around those battleships, as if countless bullets were hovering there, waiting to be fired out.
In the midst of the gunfire, the light on the scales of the holy fish became brighter and brighter, as if he was enjoying the pleasure of battle, and also seemed to be taunting the enemy to his heart's content.
An Zheng replied: "I came from hell."
"It's my first time using this trick. It's always uninnovative and even I think it's too much."
"We will die together."
For Xun Zhiwen, the most irritating thing was the ridicule and contempt towards him by the unknown young man. The unknown defensive magic weapon actually moved quickly instead of being completely closed, which meant that the magic weapon could accurately and independently resist attacks. Wherever the artillery fire fell, the magic weapon would be there. Therefore, the large floor-to-ceiling windows sometimes appeared and sometimes were blocked, so that Xun Zhiwen could see An Zheng hugging him from time to time.
An Zheng waved, and the coffee table not far away slid over and stopped in front of An Zheng. An Zheng took out the tea set and tea leaves from the space artifact and placed them on the coffee table. Hong Luan took a deep breath and stood up, straightening her clothes and making tea for An Zheng.
Seven or eight warships surrounded a wooden building and started bombarding it crazily. It was the standard warship of the Daxi military. The artillery fire was cannons blessed with runes. Let alone an ordinary wooden building, even a mountain. The time has also been razed to the ground.
Because he felt the danger coming from behind, which was the fear of death.
And An Zheng hugged him from left to right.
boom!
One of his generals lowered his voice and replied: "City Lord... the artillery fire equipped on the battleship has been exhausted. This is not war time, so... so the number of artillery fire equipped is not full."
For Xun Zhiwen, the most irritating thing was the ridicule and contempt towards him by the unknown young man. The unknown defensive magic weapon actually moved quickly instead of being completely closed, which meant that the magic weapon could accurately and independently resist attacks. Wherever the artillery fire fell, the magic weapon would be there. Therefore, the large floor-to-ceiling windows sometimes appeared and sometimes were blocked, so that Xun Zhiwen could see An Zheng hugging him from time to time.
Maybe for Xun Zhiwen, this is just an ordinary day. He would never have imagined that An Zheng had traveled across thousands of mountains and rivers to come to him for revenge with memories of the past. He was even deceiving himself, telling himself that he had forgotten about it.
Previously, the battleships were under fire and bombarded the wooden buildings.
Maybe for Xun Zhiwen, this is just an ordinary day. He would never have imagined that An Zheng had traveled across thousands of mountains and rivers to come to him for revenge with memories of the past. He was even deceiving himself, telling himself that he had forgotten about it.
Xun Zhiwen kicked the general away, then drew his knife: "Someone kill him!"
Maybe for Xun Zhiwen, this is just an ordinary day. He would never have imagined that An Zheng had traveled across thousands of mountains and rivers to come to him for revenge with memories of the past. He was even deceiving himself, telling himself that he had forgotten about it.
Xun Zhiwen was so angry that he laughed: "If you come from hell, then you are a ghost?"
Xun Zhiwen looked at An Zheng in horror, his face instantly turning pale.
Xun Zhiwen asked with red eyes.
The two girls, Lan Xi and Hong Luan, were obviously frightened and turned pale, but for some reason, their fear softened when they saw An Zheng's calm expression.
The giant dragon formed by purple electricity roared towards the battleship, then opened its mouth and sprayed out a blazing purple light. Xun Zhiwen's expression changed and he pushed forward with both hands. A huge Tai Chi diagram appeared, blocking the purple light. But the moment the purple light came into contact with the Tai Chi Diagram, the battleship was shaken violently, as if it were on the waves of the sea. The people on the battleship couldn't control themselves, and they didn't know how many people flew down from above.
No one knew what happened, but a Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder with the power of a forbidden technique suddenly appeared behind Xun Zhiwen, and blasted him away without any precautions. The broken body was carrying A puff of black smoke fell into the distance.
"We will die together."
boom!
An Zheng stood at the window and said, "It seems there is no more artillery fire, so is it my turn?"
"Sir, do you have any grudges between you and the city lord?"
Xun Zhiwen said angrily: "Keep blasting, I don't believe how long his magical weapon can last!"
"hell?"
In the sky, purple lightning shuttled among the dark clouds, like angry dragons one by one. Dense water droplets floated around those battleships, as if countless bullets were hovering there, waiting to be fired out.
In the sky, dark clouds rolled. From beneath the earth, water droplets rise upward. For a moment, the air seemed to be filled with an explosive atmosphere. Isn't water the most gentle thing in this world? Why did everyone feel the breath of death when the water droplets rose
boom!
A cultivator used all his strength to create a light shield in front of him, and water droplets hit it, causing ripples one by one. Because it is so dense, the ripples are connected together, and it seems as if the light shield is constantly changing.
"Yes, yes."
"Just wait for me here and don't go out."
Seven or eight warships surrounded a wooden building and started bombarding it crazily. It was the standard warship of the Daxi military. The artillery fire was cannons blessed with runes. Let alone an ordinary wooden building, even a mountain. The time has also been razed to the ground.
Lan Xi and Hong Luan stood there, looking at An Zhengwei'an's back. Both of them had an impulse in their hearts. They wanted to rely on this person for the rest of their lives and never want to be separated again. The man was so masculine and tough, yet so considerate. Looking around in the world, there may not be a more perfect man than him.
"Oh my God, what is that!?"
boom!
"How big a grudge?"
He increasingly suspected that An Zheng was sent by Chen Wunuo. Otherwise, how could such a young man have such a powerful magic weapon and such a calm attitude? This young man still has a kind of pride in his bones, so much so that when facing the lord of a big city like him, he always looks at him in a condescending manner.
"hell?"
Think about it, how terrifying it is to see millions of bullets bombarding a place intensively. Even a mountain may be gradually destroyed.
However, human memory is very stubborn most of the time, especially when it comes to hatred.
It wasn't one bullet that penetrated continuously, but hundreds of bullets that penetrated his body almost at the same time. So what was brought out by the water droplets from behind was not streaks of blood mist, but it seemed that a large cloud of blood mist exploded across his entire back. The water droplets continued to move forward rapidly after penetrating his body, so the blood brought out was also in a straight line. The picture was extremely terrifying and had a strange and bloody beauty.
In the sky, purple lightning shuttled among the dark clouds, like angry dragons one by one. Dense water droplets floated around those battleships, as if countless bullets were hovering there, waiting to be fired out.
"We will die together."
An Zheng smiled, as if the enemy in front of him, who was three or four smaller realms higher than his, was not in his eyes at all.
Lan Xi and Hong Luan stood there, looking at An Zhengwei'an's back. Both of them had an impulse in their hearts. They wanted to rely on this person for the rest of their lives and never want to be separated again. The man was so masculine and tough, yet so considerate. Looking around in the world, there may not be a more perfect man than him.
Lan Xi and Hong Luan stood there, looking at An Zhengwei'an's back. Both of them had an impulse in their hearts. They wanted to rely on this person for the rest of their lives and never want to be separated again. The man was so masculine and tough, yet so considerate. Looking around in the world, there may not be a more perfect man than him.
"It's a dragon, it's a dragon!"
"hell?"
An Zheng leaned on the chair, holding the teacup handed over by Hong Luan, sipping the tea while looking at the madness outside.
An Zheng waved, and the coffee table not far away slid over and stopped in front of An Zheng. An Zheng took out the tea set and tea leaves from the space artifact and placed them on the coffee table. Hong Luan took a deep breath and stood up, straightening her clothes and making tea for An Zheng.
"No."
This light shield is already strong enough, but there are too many water droplets, so much that it makes one's scalp numb. His light shield only lasted less than a minute before it was shattered by water droplets. As if the glass bottle had been smashed, it suddenly dispersed.
In the sky, purple lightning shuttled among the dark clouds, like angry dragons one by one. Dense water droplets floated around those battleships, as if countless bullets were hovering there, waiting to be fired out.
"Just wait for me here and don't go out."
Her back was to An Zheng, and when she bent over, her short skirt could not cover her plump, white and round buttocks. This little girl was so lazy that she didn't even wear any clothes underneath.
"That's all?"
Xun Zhiwen was so angry that he laughed: "If you come from hell, then you are a ghost?"
boom!
And the scariest thing is that these millions of bullets are not all, they are just the beginning. There are still countless water droplets rising from the ground, waiting to rush up like a reserve force. As if they have their own intelligence, they line up for the battlefield. And purple electricity is like the source of their power. They line up, Zidian charges them up, and after charging ends, they charge towards the enemy.
He looked at An Zheng coldly: "If I tell you your origin, I might be merciful and let you go."
Xun Zhiwen kicked the general away, then drew his knife: "Someone kill him!"
An Zheng leaned on the chair, holding the teacup handed over by Hong Luan, sipping the tea while looking at the madness outside.
An Zheng leaned on the chair, holding the teacup handed over by Hong Luan, sipping the tea while looking at the madness outside.
It looked like the battleship was swinging like a pirate ship. A group of people were thrown away from the stern, and then another group of people were thrown away from the bow.
Until the gunfire from the seven or eight warships outside was exhausted, the five-story wooden building was still safe and sound. An Zheng stood up and walked to the window. With a wave of his hand, the scales of the holy fish in front of him separated immediately. He stood there, facing Xun Zhiwen on the battleship.
There is a rotating Tai Chi pattern on the top of Xun Zhiwen's head, which blocks all the small electric currents that hit him.
Until the gunfire from the seven or eight warships outside was exhausted, the five-story wooden building was still safe and sound. An Zheng stood up and walked to the window. With a wave of his hand, the scales of the holy fish in front of him separated immediately. He stood there, facing Xun Zhiwen on the battleship.
A huge purple dragon, dozens of meters thick, poked its head out of the clouds and looked down at the battleship. The clouds were only tens of meters above the battleship, and Zilong's huge head was not much smaller than the battleship, let alone his body still in the clouds.
For Xun Zhiwen, the most irritating thing was the ridicule and contempt towards him by the unknown young man. The unknown defensive magic weapon actually moved quickly instead of being completely closed, which meant that the magic weapon could accurately and independently resist attacks. Wherever the artillery fire fell, the magic weapon would be there. Therefore, the large floor-to-ceiling windows sometimes appeared and sometimes were blocked, so that Xun Zhiwen could see An Zheng hugging him from time to time.
And An Zheng hugged him from left to right.
"Sir, do you have any grudges between you and the city lord?"
Xun Zhiwen looked at An Zheng in horror, his face instantly turning pale.
Just as he finished speaking, a dragon roar suddenly came from the sky.
"No."
"Are you from the Holy Court?"
An Zheng leaned on the chair, holding the teacup handed over by Hong Luan, sipping the tea while looking at the madness outside.
An Zheng: "I didn't bring my horse."
And An Zheng hugged him from left to right.
For Xun Zhiwen, the most irritating thing was the ridicule and contempt towards him by the unknown young man. The unknown defensive magic weapon actually moved quickly instead of being completely closed, which meant that the magic weapon could accurately and independently resist attacks. Wherever the artillery fire fell, the magic weapon would be there. Therefore, the large floor-to-ceiling windows sometimes appeared and sometimes were blocked, so that Xun Zhiwen could see An Zheng hugging him from time to time.
An Zheng stood at the window and said, "It seems there is no more artillery fire, so is it my turn?"
He pointed forward.
The only one still insisting on hovering opposite the mid-air wooden building was the battleship where Xun Zhiwen was. He relied on his powerful cultivation to block all the water droplets.
Xun Zhiwen asked with red eyes.
"roll!"
Because he felt the danger coming from behind, which was the fear of death.
He increasingly suspected that An Zheng was sent by Chen Wunuo. Otherwise, how could such a young man have such a powerful magic weapon and such a calm attitude? This young man still has a kind of pride in his bones, so much so that when facing the lord of a big city like him, he always looks at him in a condescending manner.
"hell?"
An Zheng: "I didn't bring my horse."
Seven or eight warships surrounded a wooden building and started bombarding it crazily. It was the standard warship of the Daxi military. The artillery fire was cannons blessed with runes. Let alone an ordinary wooden building, even a mountain. The time has also been razed to the ground.
Now there is a torrential rain of bullets bombarding the battleship, without interruption or looseness.
Seven or eight warships surrounded a wooden building and started bombarding it crazily. It was the standard warship of the Daxi military. The artillery fire was cannons blessed with runes. Let alone an ordinary wooden building, even a mountain. The time has also been razed to the ground.
Her back was to An Zheng, and when she bent over, her short skirt could not cover her plump, white and round buttocks. This little girl was so lazy that she didn't even wear any clothes underneath.
"No."
An Zheng pointed to the sky with one finger and the ground with the other.
Xun Zhiwen said angrily: "Keep blasting, I don't believe how long his magical weapon can last!"
One of his generals lowered his voice and replied: "City Lord... the artillery fire equipped on the battleship has been exhausted. This is not war time, so... so the number of artillery fire equipped is not full."
One of his generals lowered his voice and replied: "City Lord... the artillery fire equipped on the battleship has been exhausted. This is not war time, so... so the number of artillery fire equipped is not full."
Lan Xi and Hong Luan stood there, looking at An Zhengwei'an's back. Both of them had an impulse in their hearts. They wanted to rely on this person for the rest of their lives and never want to be separated again. The man was so masculine and tough, yet so considerate. Looking around in the world, there may not be a more perfect man than him.
An Zheng replied: "I came from hell."
He increasingly suspected that An Zheng was sent by Chen Wunuo. Otherwise, how could such a young man have such a powerful magic weapon and such a calm attitude? This young man still has a kind of pride in his bones, so much so that when facing the lord of a big city like him, he always looks at him in a condescending manner.
An Zheng pointed to the sky with one finger and the ground with the other.
A few minutes later, the warships scattered and fell from the sky.
"Are you from the Holy Court?"
"It's a dragon, it's a dragon!"
"We will die together."
"hell?"
Lan Xi and Hong Luan stood there, looking at An Zhengwei'an's back. Both of them had an impulse in their hearts. They wanted to rely on this person for the rest of their lives and never want to be separated again. The man was so masculine and tough, yet so considerate. Looking around in the world, there may not be a more perfect man than him.
In just a few minutes, all the battleships were riddled with holes.
Now there is a torrential rain of bullets bombarding the battleship, without interruption or looseness.
A few minutes later, the warships scattered and fell from the sky.
For Xun Zhiwen, the most irritating thing was the ridicule and contempt towards him by the unknown young man. The unknown defensive magic weapon actually moved quickly instead of being completely closed, which meant that the magic weapon could accurately and independently resist attacks. Wherever the artillery fire fell, the magic weapon would be there. Therefore, the large floor-to-ceiling windows sometimes appeared and sometimes were blocked, so that Xun Zhiwen could see An Zheng hugging him from time to time.
Now there is a torrential rain of bullets bombarding the battleship, without interruption or looseness.
Think about it, how terrifying it is to see millions of bullets bombarding a place intensively. Even a mountain may be gradually destroyed.
Xun Zhiwen was so angry that he laughed: "If you come from hell, then you are a ghost?"
The hundred-meter-long battleship was cut in half by this sword, and the battleship almost doubled and fell.
"roll!"
Because he felt the danger coming from behind, which was the fear of death.
Because he felt the danger coming from behind, which was the fear of death.
An Zheng smiled and replied: "Yes, I have been a ghost for a while."
Xun Zhiwen asked with red eyes.
"It's my first time using this trick. It's always uninnovative and even I think it's too much."
"If that's all, I really overestimated you."
Her back was to An Zheng, and when she bent over, her short skirt could not cover her plump, white and round buttocks. This little girl was so lazy that she didn't even wear any clothes underneath.
In the sky, dark clouds rolled. From beneath the earth, water droplets rise upward. For a moment, the air seemed to be filled with an explosive atmosphere. Isn't water the most gentle thing in this world? Why did everyone feel the breath of death when the water droplets rose
boom!
Xun Zhiwen said angrily: "Keep blasting, I don't believe how long his magical weapon can last!"
Now there is a torrential rain of bullets bombarding the battleship, without interruption or looseness.
At this moment, his expression suddenly froze.
He looked at An Zheng coldly: "If I tell you your origin, I might be merciful and let you go."
One of his generals lowered his voice and replied: "City Lord... the artillery fire equipped on the battleship has been exhausted. This is not war time, so... so the number of artillery fire equipped is not full."
It looked like the battleship was swinging like a pirate ship. A group of people were thrown away from the stern, and then another group of people were thrown away from the bow.
Immediately afterwards, those water droplets began to bombard him. At first, his protective energy could barely resist it, but it was dispersed after a few seconds. The practitioner was hit by the water droplets and retreated continuously. The moment the protective energy shattered, the water droplets began to penetrate his physical body.
"Just wait for me here and don't go out."
Xun Zhiwen said angrily: "Keep blasting, I don't believe how long his magical weapon can last!"
And the scariest thing is that these millions of bullets are not all, they are just the beginning. There are still countless water droplets rising from the ground, waiting to rush up like a reserve force. As if they have their own intelligence, they line up for the battlefield. And purple electricity is like the source of their power. They line up, Zidian charges them up, and after charging ends, they charge towards the enemy.
"roll!"
Lan Xi and Hong Luan stood there, looking at An Zhengwei'an's back. Both of them had an impulse in their hearts. They wanted to rely on this person for the rest of their lives and never want to be separated again. The man was so masculine and tough, yet so considerate. Looking around in the world, there may not be a more perfect man than him.
"You... what did you do?!"
He pointed forward.
Xun Zhiwen kicked the general away, then drew his knife: "Someone kill him!"
But this was not the end, when Xun Zhiwen had the right to block the thick purple beam. Among the dark clouds, the giant dragon's body swam and appeared. The dragon's tail swept across and slapped the side of the battleship with a bang, directly smashing the side of the ship into pieces. More people fell down wailing, and the battleship became shaky.
A cultivator used all his strength to create a light shield in front of him, and water droplets hit it, causing ripples one by one. Because it is so dense, the ripples are connected together, and it seems as if the light shield is constantly changing.
While An Zheng's voice was still echoing in the wooden building, his people were already in the sky. In mid-air, a long sword with bright light appeared in the hand of the young man dressed in black. And that long sword, with a sharp edge unparalleled in the world, slashed down with one strike.
Xun Zhiwen said angrily: "Keep blasting, I don't believe how long his magical weapon can last!"
An Zheng waved, and the coffee table not far away slid over and stopped in front of An Zheng. An Zheng took out the tea set and tea leaves from the space artifact and placed them on the coffee table. Hong Luan took a deep breath and stood up, straightening her clothes and making tea for An Zheng.
"Just wait for me here and don't go out."
Xun Zhiwen was so angry that he laughed: "If you come from hell, then you are a ghost?"
And the scariest thing is that these millions of bullets are not all, they are just the beginning. There are still countless water droplets rising from the ground, waiting to rush up like a reserve force. As if they have their own intelligence, they line up for the battlefield. And purple electricity is like the source of their power. They line up, Zidian charges them up, and after charging ends, they charge towards the enemy.
An Zheng stood at the window and said, "It seems there is no more artillery fire, so is it my turn?"
At this moment, An Zheng's body shot out of the wooden building like lightning.
Now there is a torrential rain of bullets bombarding the battleship, without interruption or looseness.
At this moment, his expression suddenly froze.
The hundred-meter-long battleship was cut in half by this sword, and the battleship almost doubled and fell.
It wasn't one bullet that penetrated continuously, but hundreds of bullets that penetrated his body almost at the same time. So what was brought out by the water droplets from behind was not streaks of blood mist, but it seemed that a large cloud of blood mist exploded across his entire back. The water droplets continued to move forward rapidly after penetrating his body, so the blood brought out was also in a straight line. The picture was extremely terrifying and had a strange and bloody beauty.
"How big a grudge?"
The moment Zilong appeared, everyone on the battleship was frightened.
Lan Xi and Hong Luan stood there, looking at An Zhengwei'an's back. Both of them had an impulse in their hearts. They wanted to rely on this person for the rest of their lives and never want to be separated again. The man was so masculine and tough, yet so considerate. Looking around in the world, there may not be a more perfect man than him.
"Oh my God, what is that!?"
Her back was to An Zheng, and when she bent over, her short skirt could not cover her plump, white and round buttocks. This little girl was so lazy that she didn't even wear any clothes underneath.
At this moment, An Zheng's body shot out of the wooden building like lightning.
This light shield is already strong enough, but there are too many water droplets, so much that it makes one's scalp numb. His light shield only lasted less than a minute before it was shattered by water droplets. As if the glass bottle had been smashed, it suddenly dispersed.
An Zheng pointed to the sky with one finger and the ground with the other.
It looked like the battleship was swinging like a pirate ship. A group of people were thrown away from the stern, and then another group of people were thrown away from the bow.
The giant dragon formed by purple electricity roared towards the battleship, then opened its mouth and sprayed out a blazing purple light. Xun Zhiwen's expression changed and he pushed forward with both hands. A huge Tai Chi diagram appeared, blocking the purple light. But the moment the purple light came into contact with the Tai Chi Diagram, the battleship was shaken violently, as if it were on the waves of the sea. The people on the battleship couldn't control themselves, and they didn't know how many people flew down from above.
A cultivator used all his strength to create a light shield in front of him, and water droplets hit it, causing ripples one by one. Because it is so dense, the ripples are connected together, and it seems as if the light shield is constantly changing.
Just as he finished speaking, a dragon roar suddenly came from the sky.
In the sky, dark clouds rolled. From beneath the earth, water droplets rise upward. For a moment, the air seemed to be filled with an explosive atmosphere. Isn't water the most gentle thing in this world? Why did everyone feel the breath of death when the water droplets rose
An Zheng replied: "I came from hell."
He looked at An Zheng coldly: "If I tell you your origin, I might be merciful and let you go."
In the sky, purple lightning shuttled among the dark clouds, like angry dragons one by one. Dense water droplets floated around those battleships, as if countless bullets were hovering there, waiting to be fired out.
An Zheng leaned on the chair, holding the teacup handed over by Hong Luan, sipping the tea while looking at the madness outside.
Xun Zhiwen kicked the general away, then drew his knife: "Someone kill him!"
He increasingly suspected that An Zheng was sent by Chen Wunuo. Otherwise, how could such a young man have such a powerful magic weapon and such a calm attitude? This young man still has a kind of pride in his bones, so much so that when facing the lord of a big city like him, he always looks at him in a condescending manner.
With a bang, countless small currents shot down from the dark clouds. The soldiers on the battleship gave way. People with strong cultivation began to resist.
An Zheng leaned on the chair, holding the teacup handed over by Hong Luan, sipping the tea while looking at the madness outside.
In the sky, dark clouds rolled. From beneath the earth, water droplets rise upward. For a moment, the air seemed to be filled with an explosive atmosphere. Isn't water the most gentle thing in this world? Why did everyone feel the breath of death when the water droplets rose
"It's a dragon, it's a dragon!"
He looked at An Zheng coldly: "If I tell you your origin, I might be merciful and let you go."
There is a rotating Tai Chi pattern on the top of Xun Zhiwen's head, which blocks all the small electric currents that hit him.
At this moment, An Zheng's body shot out of the wooden building like lightning.
"That's all?"
"That's all?"
Xun Zhiwen gritted his teeth and spoke, his voice trembling with anger: "If this is the case, I still overestimated you."
There is a rotating Tai Chi pattern on the top of Xun Zhiwen's head, which blocks all the small electric currents that hit him.
And the scariest thing is that these millions of bullets are not all, they are just the beginning. There are still countless water droplets rising from the ground, waiting to rush up like a reserve force. As if they have their own intelligence, they line up for the battlefield. And purple electricity is like the source of their power. They line up, Zidian charges them up, and after charging ends, they charge towards the enemy.
Xun Zhiwen looked at the dark clouds gradually dissipating in the sky, and the purple dragon that followed the dark clouds. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and then turned his attention to An Zheng: "I have to say, at your age, It’s not easy to have such strength, but you still underestimate me, and I overestimate you. If you don’t have any other abilities, you will still die.”
One of his generals lowered his voice and replied: "City Lord... the artillery fire equipped on the battleship has been exhausted. This is not war time, so... so the number of artillery fire equipped is not full."
boom!
"We will die together."
An Zheng replied: "I came from hell."
At this moment, his expression suddenly froze.
One of his generals lowered his voice and replied: "City Lord... the artillery fire equipped on the battleship has been exhausted. This is not war time, so... so the number of artillery fire equipped is not full."
"If that's all, I really overestimated you."
In the sky, purple lightning shuttled among the dark clouds, like angry dragons one by one. Dense water droplets floated around those battleships, as if countless bullets were hovering there, waiting to be fired out.
Seven or eight warships surrounded a wooden building and started bombarding it crazily. It was the standard warship of the Daxi military. The artillery fire was cannons blessed with runes. Let alone an ordinary wooden building, even a mountain. The time has also been razed to the ground.
He looked at An Zheng coldly: "If I tell you your origin, I might be merciful and let you go."
An Zheng pointed to the sky with one finger and the ground with the other.
The hundred-meter-long battleship was cut in half by this sword, and the battleship almost doubled and fell.
Now there is a torrential rain of bullets bombarding the battleship, without interruption or looseness.
An Zheng leaned on the chair, holding the teacup handed over by Hong Luan, sipping the tea while looking at the madness outside.
In just a few minutes, all the battleships were riddled with holes.
A cultivator used all his strength to create a light shield in front of him, and water droplets hit it, causing ripples one by one. Because it is so dense, the ripples are connected together, and it seems as if the light shield is constantly changing.
"roll!"
At this moment, his expression suddenly froze.
An Zheng: "I didn't bring my horse."
"that's all?"
Xun Zhiwen gritted his teeth and spoke, his voice trembling with anger: "If this is the case, I still overestimated you."
Her back was to An Zheng, and when she bent over, her short skirt could not cover her plump, white and round buttocks. This little girl was so lazy that she didn't even wear any clothes underneath.
At this moment, his expression suddenly froze.
A huge purple dragon, dozens of meters thick, poked its head out of the clouds and looked down at the battleship. The clouds were only tens of meters above the battleship, and Zilong's huge head was not much smaller than the battleship, let alone his body still in the clouds.
"It's a dragon, it's a dragon!"
While An Zheng's voice was still echoing in the wooden building, his people were already in the sky. In mid-air, a long sword with bright light appeared in the hand of the young man dressed in black. And that long sword, with a sharp edge unparalleled in the world, slashed down with one strike.
"that's all?"
He pointed forward.
"How big a grudge?"
Her back was to An Zheng, and when she bent over, her short skirt could not cover her plump, white and round buttocks. This little girl was so lazy that she didn't even wear any clothes underneath.
While An Zheng's voice was still echoing in the wooden building, his people were already in the sky. In mid-air, a long sword with bright light appeared in the hand of the young man dressed in black. And that long sword, with a sharp edge unparalleled in the world, slashed down with one strike.
Xun Zhiwen asked with red eyes.
An Zheng was like a cloud, falling lightly from the air and standing opposite Xun Zhiwen.
"It's my first time using this trick. It's always uninnovative and even I think it's too much."
The water droplets hovering in mid-air, after being injected with power by Zidian, suddenly shot out towards the battleship as if they had just been loaded with clockwork. Those water droplets are really like bullets, there are more than tens of thousands of them densely packed? At least hundreds of thousands, maybe even millions of drops.
For Xun Zhiwen, the most irritating thing was the ridicule and contempt towards him by the unknown young man. The unknown defensive magic weapon actually moved quickly instead of being completely closed, which meant that the magic weapon could accurately and independently resist attacks. Wherever the artillery fire fell, the magic weapon would be there. Therefore, the large floor-to-ceiling windows sometimes appeared and sometimes were blocked, so that Xun Zhiwen could see An Zheng hugging him from time to time.
Xun Zhiwen looked at An Zheng in horror, his face instantly turning pale.
Xun Zhiwen said angrily: "Keep blasting, I don't believe how long his magical weapon can last!"
With a bang, countless small currents shot down from the dark clouds. The soldiers on the battleship gave way. People with strong cultivation began to resist.
Xun Zhiwen kicked the general away, then drew his knife: "Someone kill him!"
Think about it, how terrifying it is to see millions of bullets bombarding a place intensively. Even a mountain may be gradually destroyed.
An Zheng waved, and the coffee table not far away slid over and stopped in front of An Zheng. An Zheng took out the tea set and tea leaves from the space artifact and placed them on the coffee table. Hong Luan took a deep breath and stood up, straightening her clothes and making tea for An Zheng.
With a bang, countless small currents shot down from the dark clouds. The soldiers on the battleship gave way. People with strong cultivation began to resist.
"It's a dragon, it's a dragon!"
A cultivator used all his strength to create a light shield in front of him, and water droplets hit it, causing ripples one by one. Because it is so dense, the ripples are connected together, and it seems as if the light shield is constantly changing.
"That's all?"
A huge purple dragon, dozens of meters thick, poked its head out of the clouds and looked down at the battleship. The clouds were only tens of meters above the battleship, and Zilong's huge head was not much smaller than the battleship, let alone his body still in the clouds.
In the midst of the gunfire, the light on the scales of the holy fish became brighter and brighter, as if he was enjoying the pleasure of battle, and also seemed to be taunting the enemy to his heart's content.
And the scariest thing is that these millions of bullets are not all, they are just the beginning. There are still countless water droplets rising from the ground, waiting to rush up like a reserve force. As if they have their own intelligence, they line up for the battlefield. And purple electricity is like the source of their power. They line up, Zidian charges them up, and after charging ends, they charge towards the enemy.
"Are you from the Holy Court?"
Xun Zhiwen was so angry that he laughed: "If you come from hell, then you are a ghost?"
Previously, the battleships were under fire and bombarded the wooden buildings.
He increasingly suspected that An Zheng was sent by Chen Wunuo. Otherwise, how could such a young man have such a powerful magic weapon and such a calm attitude? This young man still has a kind of pride in his bones, so much so that when facing the lord of a big city like him, he always looks at him in a condescending manner.
A huge purple dragon, dozens of meters thick, poked its head out of the clouds and looked down at the battleship. The clouds were only tens of meters above the battleship, and Zilong's huge head was not much smaller than the battleship, let alone his body still in the clouds.
boom!
A huge purple dragon, dozens of meters thick, poked its head out of the clouds and looked down at the battleship. The clouds were only tens of meters above the battleship, and Zilong's huge head was not much smaller than the battleship, let alone his body still in the clouds.
"How big a grudge?"
Previously, the battleships were under fire and bombarded the wooden buildings.
"It's a dragon, it's a dragon!"
Think about it, how terrifying it is to see millions of bullets bombarding a place intensively. Even a mountain may be gradually destroyed.
Now there is a torrential rain of bullets bombarding the battleship, without interruption or looseness.
Previously, the battleships were under fire and bombarded the wooden buildings.
At this moment, his expression suddenly froze.
A cultivator used all his strength to create a light shield in front of him, and water droplets hit it, causing ripples one by one. Because it is so dense, the ripples are connected together, and it seems as if the light shield is constantly changing.
Maybe for Xun Zhiwen, this is just an ordinary day. He would never have imagined that An Zheng had traveled across thousands of mountains and rivers to come to him for revenge with memories of the past. He was even deceiving himself, telling himself that he had forgotten about it.
With a bang, countless small currents shot down from the dark clouds. The soldiers on the battleship gave way. People with strong cultivation began to resist.
"It's a dragon, it's a dragon!"
This light shield is already strong enough, but there are too many water droplets, so much that it makes one's scalp numb. His light shield only lasted less than a minute before it was shattered by water droplets. As if the glass bottle had been smashed, it suddenly dispersed.
Xun Zhiwen looked at the dark clouds gradually dissipating in the sky, and the purple dragon that followed the dark clouds. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and then turned his attention to An Zheng: "I have to say, at your age, It’s not easy to have such strength, but you still underestimate me, and I overestimate you. If you don’t have any other abilities, you will still die.”
Xun Zhiwen kicked the general away, then drew his knife: "Someone kill him!"
"Yes, yes."
Immediately afterwards, those water droplets began to bombard him. At first, his protective energy could barely resist it, but it was dispersed after a few seconds. The practitioner was hit by the water droplets and retreated continuously. The moment the protective energy shattered, the water droplets began to penetrate his physical body.
"We will die together."
Xun Zhiwen looked at the dark clouds gradually dissipating in the sky, and the purple dragon that followed the dark clouds. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and then turned his attention to An Zheng: "I have to say, at your age, It’s not easy to have such strength, but you still underestimate me, and I overestimate you. If you don’t have any other abilities, you will still die.”
It wasn't one bullet that penetrated continuously, but hundreds of bullets that penetrated his body almost at the same time. So what was brought out by the water droplets from behind was not streaks of blood mist, but it seemed that a large cloud of blood mist exploded across his entire back. The water droplets continued to move forward rapidly after penetrating his body, so the blood brought out was also in a straight line. The picture was extremely terrifying and had a strange and bloody beauty.
This light shield is already strong enough, but there are too many water droplets, so much that it makes one's scalp numb. His light shield only lasted less than a minute before it was shattered by water droplets. As if the glass bottle had been smashed, it suddenly dispersed.
Xun Zhiwen kicked the general away, then drew his knife: "Someone kill him!"
In the midst of the gunfire, the light on the scales of the holy fish became brighter and brighter, as if he was enjoying the pleasure of battle, and also seemed to be taunting the enemy to his heart's content.
"It's a dragon, it's a dragon!"
boom!
An Zheng stood at the window and said, "It seems there is no more artillery fire, so is it my turn?"
In just a few minutes, all the battleships were riddled with holes.
There is a rotating Tai Chi pattern on the top of Xun Zhiwen's head, which blocks all the small electric currents that hit him.
And the scariest thing is that these millions of bullets are not all, they are just the beginning. There are still countless water droplets rising from the ground, waiting to rush up like a reserve force. As if they have their own intelligence, they line up for the battlefield. And purple electricity is like the source of their power. They line up, Zidian charges them up, and after charging ends, they charge towards the enemy.
In the sky, dark clouds rolled. From beneath the earth, water droplets rise upward. For a moment, the air seemed to be filled with an explosive atmosphere. Isn't water the most gentle thing in this world? Why did everyone feel the breath of death when the water droplets rose
A few minutes later, the warships scattered and fell from the sky.
And An Zheng hugged him from left to right.
"Are you from the Holy Court?"
"Sir, do you have any grudges between you and the city lord?"
No one knew what happened, but a Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder with the power of a forbidden technique suddenly appeared behind Xun Zhiwen, and blasted him away without any precautions. The broken body was carrying A puff of black smoke fell into the distance.
An Zheng: "I didn't bring my horse."
"How big a grudge?"
Lan Xi and Hong Luan stood there, looking at An Zhengwei'an's back. Both of them had an impulse in their hearts. They wanted to rely on this person for the rest of their lives and never want to be separated again. The man was so masculine and tough, yet so considerate. Looking around in the world, there may not be a more perfect man than him.
Xun Zhiwen looked at An Zheng in horror, his face instantly turning pale.
The only one still insisting on hovering opposite the mid-air wooden building was the battleship where Xun Zhiwen was. He relied on his powerful cultivation to block all the water droplets.
An Zheng smiled, as if the enemy in front of him, who was three or four smaller realms higher than his, was not in his eyes at all.
It looked like the battleship was swinging like a pirate ship. A group of people were thrown away from the stern, and then another group of people were thrown away from the bow.
A huge purple dragon, dozens of meters thick, poked its head out of the clouds and looked down at the battleship. The clouds were only tens of meters above the battleship, and Zilong's huge head was not much smaller than the battleship, let alone his body still in the clouds.
Immediately afterwards, those water droplets began to bombard him. At first, his protective energy could barely resist it, but it was dispersed after a few seconds. The practitioner was hit by the water droplets and retreated continuously. The moment the protective energy shattered, the water droplets began to penetrate his physical body.
An Zheng waved, and the coffee table not far away slid over and stopped in front of An Zheng. An Zheng took out the tea set and tea leaves from the space artifact and placed them on the coffee table. Hong Luan took a deep breath and stood up, straightening her clothes and making tea for An Zheng.
The moment Zilong appeared, everyone on the battleship was frightened.
With a bang, countless small currents shot down from the dark clouds. The soldiers on the battleship gave way. People with strong cultivation began to resist.
"that's all?"
An Zheng waved, and the coffee table not far away slid over and stopped in front of An Zheng. An Zheng took out the tea set and tea leaves from the space artifact and placed them on the coffee table. Hong Luan took a deep breath and stood up, straightening her clothes and making tea for An Zheng.
"Yes, yes."
He pointed forward.
Xun Zhiwen gritted his teeth and spoke, his voice trembling with anger: "If this is the case, I still overestimated you."
The water droplets hovering in mid-air, after being injected with power by Zidian, suddenly shot out towards the battleship as if they had just been loaded with clockwork. Those water droplets are really like bullets, there are more than tens of thousands of them densely packed? At least hundreds of thousands, maybe even millions of drops.
"You... what did you do?!"
At this moment, his expression suddenly froze.
It looked like the battleship was swinging like a pirate ship. A group of people were thrown away from the stern, and then another group of people were thrown away from the bow.
One of his generals lowered his voice and replied: "City Lord... the artillery fire equipped on the battleship has been exhausted. This is not war time, so... so the number of artillery fire equipped is not full."
Just as he finished speaking, a dragon roar suddenly came from the sky.
Xun Zhiwen said angrily: "Keep blasting, I don't believe how long his magical weapon can last!"
An Zheng smiled and replied: "Yes, I have been a ghost for a while."
A huge purple dragon, dozens of meters thick, poked its head out of the clouds and looked down at the battleship. The clouds were only tens of meters above the battleship, and Zilong's huge head was not much smaller than the battleship, let alone his body still in the clouds.
An Zheng pointed to the sky with one finger and the ground with the other.
It wasn't one bullet that penetrated continuously, but hundreds of bullets that penetrated his body almost at the same time. So what was brought out by the water droplets from behind was not streaks of blood mist, but it seemed that a large cloud of blood mist exploded across his entire back. The water droplets continued to move forward rapidly after penetrating his body, so the blood brought out was also in a straight line. The picture was extremely terrifying and had a strange and bloody beauty.
Because he felt the danger coming from behind, which was the fear of death.
"If that's all, I really overestimated you."
"that's all?"
There is a rotating Tai Chi pattern on the top of Xun Zhiwen's head, which blocks all the small electric currents that hit him.
The moment Zilong appeared, everyone on the battleship was frightened.
No one knew what happened, but a Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder with the power of a forbidden technique suddenly appeared behind Xun Zhiwen, and blasted him away without any precautions. The broken body was carrying A puff of black smoke fell into the distance.
He looked at An Zheng coldly: "If I tell you your origin, I might be merciful and let you go."
In the sky, purple lightning shuttled among the dark clouds, like angry dragons one by one. Dense water droplets floated around those battleships, as if countless bullets were hovering there, waiting to be fired out.
"Oh my God, what is that!?"
Xun Zhiwen kicked the general away, then drew his knife: "Someone kill him!"
An Zheng replied: "I came from hell."
"that's all?"
"It's a dragon, it's a dragon!"
It looked like the battleship was swinging like a pirate ship. A group of people were thrown away from the stern, and then another group of people were thrown away from the bow.
"Just wait for me here and don't go out."
A huge purple dragon, dozens of meters thick, poked its head out of the clouds and looked down at the battleship. The clouds were only tens of meters above the battleship, and Zilong's huge head was not much smaller than the battleship, let alone his body still in the clouds.
"Yes, yes."
A cultivator used all his strength to create a light shield in front of him, and water droplets hit it, causing ripples one by one. Because it is so dense, the ripples are connected together, and it seems as if the light shield is constantly changing.
"roll!"
"You... what did you do?!"
The giant dragon formed by purple electricity roared towards the battleship, then opened its mouth and sprayed out a blazing purple light. Xun Zhiwen's expression changed and he pushed forward with both hands. A huge Tai Chi diagram appeared, blocking the purple light. But the moment the purple light came into contact with the Tai Chi Diagram, the battleship was shaken violently, as if it were on the waves of the sea. The people on the battleship couldn't control themselves, and they didn't know how many people flew down from above.
A few minutes later, the warships scattered and fell from the sky.
In the sky, purple lightning shuttled among the dark clouds, like angry dragons one by one. Dense water droplets floated around those battleships, as if countless bullets were hovering there, waiting to be fired out.
"hell?"
Until the gunfire from the seven or eight warships outside was exhausted, the five-story wooden building was still safe and sound. An Zheng stood up and walked to the window. With a wave of his hand, the scales of the holy fish in front of him separated immediately. He stood there, facing Xun Zhiwen on the battleship.
"that's all?"
It looked like the battleship was swinging like a pirate ship. A group of people were thrown away from the stern, and then another group of people were thrown away from the bow.
Xun Zhiwen asked with red eyes.
"It's my first time using this trick. It's always uninnovative and even I think it's too much."
A cultivator used all his strength to create a light shield in front of him, and water droplets hit it, causing ripples one by one. Because it is so dense, the ripples are connected together, and it seems as if the light shield is constantly changing.
He increasingly suspected that An Zheng was sent by Chen Wunuo. Otherwise, how could such a young man have such a powerful magic weapon and such a calm attitude? This young man still has a kind of pride in his bones, so much so that when facing the lord of a big city like him, he always looks at him in a condescending manner.
"Are you from the Holy Court?"
In just a few minutes, all the battleships were riddled with holes.
A cultivator used all his strength to create a light shield in front of him, and water droplets hit it, causing ripples one by one. Because it is so dense, the ripples are connected together, and it seems as if the light shield is constantly changing.
But this was not the end, when Xun Zhiwen had the right to block the thick purple beam. Among the dark clouds, the giant dragon's body swam and appeared. The dragon's tail swept across and slapped the side of the battleship with a bang, directly smashing the side of the ship into pieces. More people fell down wailing, and the battleship became shaky.
The hundred-meter-long battleship was cut in half by this sword, and the battleship almost doubled and fell.
The giant dragon formed by purple electricity roared towards the battleship, then opened its mouth and sprayed out a blazing purple light. Xun Zhiwen's expression changed and he pushed forward with both hands. A huge Tai Chi diagram appeared, blocking the purple light. But the moment the purple light came into contact with the Tai Chi Diagram, the battleship was shaken violently, as if it were on the waves of the sea. The people on the battleship couldn't control themselves, and they didn't know how many people flew down from above.
Lan Xi and Hong Luan stood there, looking at An Zhengwei'an's back. Both of them had an impulse in their hearts. They wanted to rely on this person for the rest of their lives and never want to be separated again. The man was so masculine and tough, yet so considerate. Looking around in the world, there may not be a more perfect man than him.
There is a rotating Tai Chi pattern on the top of Xun Zhiwen's head, which blocks all the small electric currents that hit him.
The hundred-meter-long battleship was cut in half by this sword, and the battleship almost doubled and fell.
He pointed forward.
At this moment, An Zheng's body shot out of the wooden building like lightning.
boom!
At this moment, An Zheng's body shot out of the wooden building like lightning.
"Just wait for me here and don't go out."
"Yes, yes."
An Zheng waved, and the coffee table not far away slid over and stopped in front of An Zheng. An Zheng took out the tea set and tea leaves from the space artifact and placed them on the coffee table. Hong Luan took a deep breath and stood up, straightening her clothes and making tea for An Zheng.
Xun Zhiwen looked at An Zheng in horror, his face instantly turning pale.
He increasingly suspected that An Zheng was sent by Chen Wunuo. Otherwise, how could such a young man have such a powerful magic weapon and such a calm attitude? This young man still has a kind of pride in his bones, so much so that when facing the lord of a big city like him, he always looks at him in a condescending manner.
While An Zheng's voice was still echoing in the wooden building, his people were already in the sky. In mid-air, a long sword with bright light appeared in the hand of the young man dressed in black. And that long sword, with a sharp edge unparalleled in the world, slashed down with one strike.
An Zheng smiled, as if the enemy in front of him, who was three or four smaller realms higher than his, was not in his eyes at all.
Her back was to An Zheng, and when she bent over, her short skirt could not cover her plump, white and round buttocks. This little girl was so lazy that she didn't even wear any clothes underneath.
Xun Zhiwen asked with red eyes.
For Xun Zhiwen, the most irritating thing was the ridicule and contempt towards him by the unknown young man. The unknown defensive magic weapon actually moved quickly instead of being completely closed, which meant that the magic weapon could accurately and independently resist attacks. Wherever the artillery fire fell, the magic weapon would be there. Therefore, the large floor-to-ceiling windows sometimes appeared and sometimes were blocked, so that Xun Zhiwen could see An Zheng hugging him from time to time.
"How big a grudge?"
Xun Zhiwen gritted his teeth and spoke, his voice trembling with anger: "If this is the case, I still overestimated you."
A few minutes later, the warships scattered and fell from the sky.
He looked at An Zheng coldly: "If I tell you your origin, I might be merciful and let you go."
boom!
The moment Zilong appeared, everyone on the battleship was frightened.
An Zheng leaned on the chair, holding the teacup handed over by Hong Luan, sipping the tea while looking at the madness outside.
The hundred-meter-long battleship was cut in half by this sword, and the battleship almost doubled and fell.
A cultivator used all his strength to create a light shield in front of him, and water droplets hit it, causing ripples one by one. Because it is so dense, the ripples are connected together, and it seems as if the light shield is constantly changing.
A few minutes later, the warships scattered and fell from the sky.
Xun Zhiwen looked at An Zheng in horror, his face instantly turning pale.
An Zheng waved, and the coffee table not far away slid over and stopped in front of An Zheng. An Zheng took out the tea set and tea leaves from the space artifact and placed them on the coffee table. Hong Luan took a deep breath and stood up, straightening her clothes and making tea for An Zheng.
Xun Zhiwen said angrily: "Keep blasting, I don't believe how long his magical weapon can last!"
An Zheng: "I didn't bring my horse."
Xun Zhiwen's figure was unstable, and the purple light took advantage of it. At the same time, the dragon swooped down and hit Xun Zhiwen with his head. After suffering two heavy blows from Ziguang and Zilong, Xun Zhiwen was still able to stabilize his body and quickly fell into the distance. It seemed that he did not receive any serious damage.
Xun Zhiwen was so angry that he laughed: "If you come from hell, then you are a ghost?"
And An Zheng hugged him from left to right.
An Zheng was like a cloud, falling lightly from the air and standing opposite Xun Zhiwen.
This light shield is already strong enough, but there are too many water droplets, so much that it makes one's scalp numb. His light shield only lasted less than a minute before it was shattered by water droplets. As if the glass bottle had been smashed, it suddenly dispersed.
An Zheng stood at the window and said, "It seems there is no more artillery fire, so is it my turn?"
Just as he finished speaking, a dragon roar suddenly came from the sky.
Xun Zhiwen was so angry that he laughed: "If you come from hell, then you are a ghost?"
"Oh my God, what is that!?"
"You... what did you do?!"
"Just wait for me here and don't go out."
It wasn't one bullet that penetrated continuously, but hundreds of bullets that penetrated his body almost at the same time. So what was brought out by the water droplets from behind was not streaks of blood mist, but it seemed that a large cloud of blood mist exploded across his entire back. The water droplets continued to move forward rapidly after penetrating his body, so the blood brought out was also in a straight line. The picture was extremely terrifying and had a strange and bloody beauty.
Xun Zhiwen looked at the dark clouds gradually dissipating in the sky, and the purple dragon that followed the dark clouds. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and then turned his attention to An Zheng: "I have to say, at your age, It’s not easy to have such strength, but you still underestimate me, and I overestimate you. If you don’t have any other abilities, you will still die.”
The giant dragon formed by purple electricity roared towards the battleship, then opened its mouth and sprayed out a blazing purple light. Xun Zhiwen's expression changed and he pushed forward with both hands. A huge Tai Chi diagram appeared, blocking the purple light. But the moment the purple light came into contact with the Tai Chi Diagram, the battleship was shaken violently, as if it were on the waves of the sea. The people on the battleship couldn't control themselves, and they didn't know how many people flew down from above.
Just as he finished speaking, a dragon roar suddenly came from the sky.
At this moment, his expression suddenly froze.
He increasingly suspected that An Zheng was sent by Chen Wunuo. Otherwise, how could such a young man have such a powerful magic weapon and such a calm attitude? This young man still has a kind of pride in his bones, so much so that when facing the lord of a big city like him, he always looks at him in a condescending manner.
But this was not the end, when Xun Zhiwen had the right to block the thick purple beam. Among the dark clouds, the giant dragon's body swam and appeared. The dragon's tail swept across and slapped the side of the battleship with a bang, directly smashing the side of the ship into pieces. More people fell down wailing, and the battleship became shaky.
Previously, the battleships were under fire and bombarded the wooden buildings.
An Zheng: "I didn't bring my horse."
An Zheng smiled, as if the enemy in front of him, who was three or four smaller realms higher than his, was not in his eyes at all.
The two girls, Lan Xi and Hong Luan, were obviously frightened and turned pale, but for some reason, their fear softened when they saw An Zheng's calm expression.
"You... what did you do?!"
Xun Zhiwen's figure was unstable, and the purple light took advantage of it. At the same time, the dragon swooped down and hit Xun Zhiwen with his head. After suffering two heavy blows from Ziguang and Zilong, Xun Zhiwen was still able to stabilize his body and quickly fell into the distance. It seemed that he did not receive any serious damage.
Lan Xi and Hong Luan stood there, looking at An Zhengwei'an's back. Both of them had an impulse in their hearts. They wanted to rely on this person for the rest of their lives and never want to be separated again. The man was so masculine and tough, yet so considerate. Looking around in the world, there may not be a more perfect man than him.
The moment Zilong appeared, everyone on the battleship was frightened.
A cultivator used all his strength to create a light shield in front of him, and water droplets hit it, causing ripples one by one. Because it is so dense, the ripples are connected together, and it seems as if the light shield is constantly changing.
Xun Zhiwen looked at An Zheng in horror, his face instantly turning pale.
An Zheng replied: "I came from hell."
While An Zheng's voice was still echoing in the wooden building, his people were already in the sky. In mid-air, a long sword with bright light appeared in the hand of the young man dressed in black. And that long sword, with a sharp edge unparalleled in the world, slashed down with one strike.
An Zheng replied: "I came from hell."
Immediately afterwards, those water droplets began to bombard him. At first, his protective energy could barely resist it, but it was dispersed after a few seconds. The practitioner was hit by the water droplets and retreated continuously. The moment the protective energy shattered, the water droplets began to penetrate his physical body.
It wasn't one bullet that penetrated continuously, but hundreds of bullets that penetrated his body almost at the same time. So what was brought out by the water droplets from behind was not streaks of blood mist, but it seemed that a large cloud of blood mist exploded across his entire back. The water droplets continued to move forward rapidly after penetrating his body, so the blood brought out was also in a straight line. The picture was extremely terrifying and had a strange and bloody beauty.
Because he felt the danger coming from behind, which was the fear of death.
"Oh my God, what is that!?"
Xun Zhiwen's figure was unstable, and the purple light took advantage of it. At the same time, the dragon swooped down and hit Xun Zhiwen with his head. After suffering two heavy blows from Ziguang and Zilong, Xun Zhiwen was still able to stabilize his body and quickly fell into the distance. It seemed that he did not receive any serious damage.
Seven or eight warships surrounded a wooden building and started bombarding it crazily. It was the standard warship of the Daxi military. The artillery fire was cannons blessed with runes. Let alone an ordinary wooden building, even a mountain. The time has also been razed to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, those water droplets began to bombard him. At first, his protective energy could barely resist it, but it was dispersed after a few seconds. The practitioner was hit by the water droplets and retreated continuously. The moment the protective energy shattered, the water droplets began to penetrate his physical body.
"It's my first time using this trick. It's always uninnovative and even I think it's too much."
One of his generals lowered his voice and replied: "City Lord... the artillery fire equipped on the battleship has been exhausted. This is not war time, so... so the number of artillery fire equipped is not full."
He looked at An Zheng coldly: "If I tell you your origin, I might be merciful and let you go."
Seven or eight warships surrounded a wooden building and started bombarding it crazily. It was the standard warship of the Daxi military. The artillery fire was cannons blessed with runes. Let alone an ordinary wooden building, even a mountain. The time has also been razed to the ground.
An Zheng smiled, as if the enemy in front of him, who was three or four smaller realms higher than his, was not in his eyes at all.
"You... what did you do?!"
Xun Zhiwen asked with red eyes.
An Zheng waved, and the coffee table not far away slid over and stopped in front of An Zheng. An Zheng took out the tea set and tea leaves from the space artifact and placed them on the coffee table. Hong Luan took a deep breath and stood up, straightening her clothes and making tea for An Zheng.
He looked at An Zheng coldly: "If I tell you your origin, I might be merciful and let you go."
An Zheng was like a cloud, falling lightly from the air and standing opposite Xun Zhiwen.
boom!
Think about it, how terrifying it is to see millions of bullets bombarding a place intensively. Even a mountain may be gradually destroyed.
In the sky, purple lightning shuttled among the dark clouds, like angry dragons one by one. Dense water droplets floated around those battleships, as if countless bullets were hovering there, waiting to be fired out.
"No."
Until the gunfire from the seven or eight warships outside was exhausted, the five-story wooden building was still safe and sound. An Zheng stood up and walked to the window. With a wave of his hand, the scales of the holy fish in front of him separated immediately. He stood there, facing Xun Zhiwen on the battleship.
Xun Zhiwen looked at An Zheng in horror, his face instantly turning pale.
"Sir, do you have any grudges between you and the city lord?"
"It's a dragon, it's a dragon!"
No one knew what happened, but a Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder with the power of a forbidden technique suddenly appeared behind Xun Zhiwen, and blasted him away without any precautions. The broken body was carrying A puff of black smoke fell into the distance.
Because he felt the danger coming from behind, which was the fear of death.
However, human memory is very stubborn most of the time, especially when it comes to hatred.
The only one still insisting on hovering opposite the mid-air wooden building was the battleship where Xun Zhiwen was. He relied on his powerful cultivation to block all the water droplets.
Think about it, how terrifying it is to see millions of bullets bombarding a place intensively. Even a mountain may be gradually destroyed.