The tea stall owner, who had changed his clothes, looked bookish, but he always insisted that he was a blacksmith. The apprentice called his master who had been with him for more than 20 years, but he didn't know what the master's name was. And the moment he entered the mountain gate of Qiqi Villa, someone reached out to stop him and called out to the tea seller, "What are you doing here!"
But this time, An Zheng was too big for him to swallow.
As soon as the black knife struck out, the black sword light moved forward, but what was terrifying was not just the sword light that seemed to be able to split everything. The black sword light can tear open the space with each cut, and there will be infinite suction in the cracks in the space. If you are not careful, even if you escape the sword light, you may be sucked into an unknown space.
The broken army sword is the best in the world, but An Zheng found that he could not get close to Yao Qingzhi.
The tea stall owner looked at the guard lightly, and then replied: "I don't call myself a tea seller, my name is Ye Yunian."
"I originally had pure thoughts and no desires. Later I heard that there are people in the world who fight for others and use great evil means to do great good things, and I admire them in my heart."
Soon, the black spot turned into a god wearing golden armor, and under the feet of the god stood a golden dragon with its head held high. The mighty dragon's roar in the world was emanated from the golden dragon. As the god grew bigger and bigger, Yao Qingzhi's body was almost stretched to the point of splitting.
Ye Yunian stood there, still holding his hands behind his back.
An Zheng snorted: "Your knowledge is still too low."
Yao Qingzhi has experienced many dangers, but in the end he had the last laugh. Relying on his weird all-encompassing cultivation techniques, he killed countless people and robbed countless people of their techniques and cultivation power, which was how he achieved his current status.
As Yao Qingzhi used more and more swords, more and more black cracks appeared around him. Even if An Zheng was more than ten meters away from Yao Qingzhi, the power of his cultivation was still leaking out, and then merged into Yao Qingzhi's body through those black cracks.
The sword array was activated, and 360 sword energies shot out from the sword array like 360 giant pythons, heading straight for Ye Yunian.
Yao Qingzhi has experienced many dangers, but in the end he had the last laugh. Relying on his weird all-encompassing cultivation techniques, he killed countless people and robbed countless people of their techniques and cultivation power, which was how he achieved his current status.
He stepped up the steps, and the guard reached out to grab him: "I don't care what the fuck you are, get out of here."
Yao Qingzhi has experienced many dangers, but in the end he had the last laugh. Relying on his weird all-encompassing cultivation techniques, he killed countless people and robbed countless people of their techniques and cultivation power, which was how he achieved his current status.
Under the huge power, even the bloody mouth that seemed capable of swallowing everything was reopened by the shock. An Zheng stretched his hands forward, grabbed the upper part of the mouth with his left hand, and the lower part of the mouth with his right hand, and then squeezed it with both hands: "Can't you swallow it? Let me see if you can swallow me in too!"
An Zheng moved forward, and the Broken Army Sword came out in response. The sword fell and the sword broke.
As Yao Qingzhi pushed his hands forward, at least a hundred faces rushed towards An Zheng, like countless ghosts emerging from hell, trying to tear An Zheng apart.
The broken army sword is the best in the world, but An Zheng found that he could not get close to Yao Qingzhi.
Ye Yunian walked slowly into Daqi Villa and said loudly as he walked: "Dian Cang Sect, Ye Yunian is here to visit."
When others move forward, taking a step forward is like touching the bowstring.
Before he finished speaking, he was already a hundred meters away, at the top of a willow tree.
"Just kill your enemies. I'll take care of these people outside."
The broken army sword is the best in the world, but An Zheng found that he could not get close to Yao Qingzhi.
An Zheng held the sword in his right hand, pushed forward with his left hand, and a red sun flew forward.
Soon, the black spot turned into a god wearing golden armor, and under the feet of the god stood a golden dragon with its head held high. The mighty dragon's roar in the world was emanated from the golden dragon. As the god grew bigger and bigger, Yao Qingzhi's body was almost stretched to the point of splitting.
Ye Yunian walked slowly into Daqi Villa and said loudly as he walked: "Dian Cang Sect, Ye Yunian is here to visit."
Hundreds of sword energy were fighting each other in the square, and the scene was filled with brilliance.
An Zheng teleported out with a movement of his body, and those faces were thrown into the air. The next second, An Zheng appeared in front of Yao Qingzhi and punched Yao Qingzhi in the heart. However, Yao Qingzhi did not dodge, and directly received An Zheng's punch with his chest without any fear.
Inside the main entrance of Daqi Villa, in a large and flat square, 360 disciples with swords have already formed an array. The sword formation was originally prepared for An Zheng, but Ye Yunian walked in.
Under the huge power, even the bloody mouth that seemed capable of swallowing everything was reopened by the shock. An Zheng stretched his hands forward, grabbed the upper part of the mouth with his left hand, and the lower part of the mouth with his right hand, and then squeezed it with both hands: "Can't you swallow it? Let me see if you can swallow me in too!"
"Junior!"
His hand suddenly pierced into his heart, and the power of the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder flashed in his hand, and then exploded!
"Just kill your enemies. I'll take care of these people outside."
Yao Qingzhi snorted coldly, the black knife hovered above his head to support the black curtain, and he formed a series of seals with his hands. The method of forming the seals was extremely strange. In an instant, all the black cracks that appeared when he struck the knife changed. Every crack turned into a face without nose, eyes and ears, only a bloody mouth opened. Those faces rushed forward to bite An Zheng like wild beasts, and after a while, Chiri, who was pushed out by An Zheng, was completely eaten.
Ye Yunian stood there, still holding his hands behind his back.
An Zheng flew out of the dust and smoke, and the scales of the holy fish transformed into a high wall, blocking all the falling stones.
Ye Yunian looked into the main hall and cupped his hands: "I can't fight side by side with Fang Zheng. Today I join hands with his disciples to kill the enemy, which means my lifelong wish will be fulfilled."
As he spoke, he stepped forward, like a general who was still leisurely walking among thousands of troops. But he was originally a scholar. Even though he had been forging iron for thirty years and forging swords, he was still a scholar. So no matter how much he looks like, he is not a general, he is a swordsman.
An Zheng flew out of the dust and smoke, and the scales of the holy fish transformed into a high wall, blocking all the falling stones.
Yao Qingzhi looked at An Zheng fiercely: "If your master can't do it, neither can you!"
Because someone outside took action, An Zheng was worried that something would happen to the friend he didn't know.
Yao Qingzhi seemed to be swinging the sword in a chaotic manner, but in fact, he formed a defensive formation around his body with the space cracks opened by the black sword. As long as An Zheng is close, the suction force in those cracked space openings will cause An Zheng's body to deviate. The most terrifying thing is that the suction force in those cracks can also suck away An Zheng's cultivation power.
Soon, the black spot turned into a god wearing golden armor, and under the feet of the god stood a golden dragon with its head held high. The mighty dragon's roar in the world was emanated from the golden dragon. As the god grew bigger and bigger, Yao Qingzhi's body was almost stretched to the point of splitting.
Ye Yunian stood there, still holding his hands behind his back.
The tea stall owner looked at the guard lightly, and then replied: "I don't call myself a tea seller, my name is Ye Yunian."
The sword formation was already ready to go, like a fully drawn stiff bow, the arrow would shoot out as soon as it touched it.
Yao Qingzhi snorted coldly, the black knife hovered above his head to support the black curtain, and he formed a series of seals with his hands. The method of forming the seals was extremely strange. In an instant, all the black cracks that appeared when he struck the knife changed. Every crack turned into a face without nose, eyes and ears, only a bloody mouth opened. Those faces rushed forward to bite An Zheng like wild beasts, and after a while, Chiri, who was pushed out by An Zheng, was completely eaten.
While he was talking, his sword energy was flowing freely. Three hundred and sixteen incoming sword energies were deflected by him one by one. I never saw him take action, but the sword energy was lingering around him. His sword energy seemed to be autonomous. When the sword energy came, he would spontaneously attack it.
What's even more frightening is that Yao Qingzhi's physique can actually digest it. An Zheng's physique was domineering, and his cultivation power was even more domineering. Even if ordinary practitioners could absorb the power of the thunder spirit, they would not be able to withstand it. But Yao Qingzhi is like a glutton, he can digest and absorb whatever he eats.
An Zheng sneered: "He can't do it because he is too rigid. He always believes that evildoers cannot be punished without evidence. Even if everyone knows it, it cannot be done without evidence. But I am different. He is a law enforcement officer, and I It’s about eradicating evil. I don’t care about the country’s legal system, no matter what the evidence is, he represents the judicial department, and I represent myself!”
"Just kill your enemies. I'll take care of these people outside."
An Zheng flew out of the dust and smoke, and the scales of the holy fish transformed into a high wall, blocking all the falling stones.
When others move forward, taking a step forward is like touching the bowstring.
The skin stretched and was shockingly thin.
Ouch!
"The practitioners on Diancang Mountain have never competed with the world. That's because the founder of the sect said that there are only two types of practitioners, one is for themselves, and the other is for the world. The people of Diancang Mountain are needed by the world When the world doesn’t need it, it’s for yourself.”
An Zheng stood inside Yao Qingzhi's body and grabbed the still-beating heart with one hand.
One person fought three hundred and six, and he still looked graceful, with sword marks on his body and blood-stained clothes, but the corpses that fell in front of him were layer after layer, as if a door to hell had been opened.
An Zheng stood inside Yao Qingzhi's body and grabbed the still-beating heart with one hand.
The sword array was activated, and 360 sword energies shot out from the sword array like 360 giant pythons, heading straight for Ye Yunian.
Immediately afterwards, his body began to bulge piece by piece, constantly twisting. Then his body grew larger and his skin became thinner and thinner. It was like a thin film, and all the internal organs inside could be seen clearly.
Ye Yunian looked into the main hall and cupped his hands: "I can't fight side by side with Fang Zheng. Today I join hands with his disciples to kill the enemy, which means my lifelong wish will be fulfilled."
"Junior!"
But this time, An Zheng was too big for him to swallow.
What's even more frightening is that Yao Qingzhi's physique can actually digest it. An Zheng's physique was domineering, and his cultivation power was even more domineering. Even if ordinary practitioners could absorb the power of the thunder spirit, they would not be able to withstand it. But Yao Qingzhi is like a glutton, he can digest and absorb whatever he eats.
Ye Yunian stood there, still holding his hands behind his back.
Ye Yunian looked into the main hall and cupped his hands: "I can't fight side by side with Fang Zheng. Today I join hands with his disciples to kill the enemy, which means my lifelong wish will be fulfilled."
An Zheng teleported out with a movement of his body, and those faces were thrown into the air. The next second, An Zheng appeared in front of Yao Qingzhi and punched Yao Qingzhi in the heart. However, Yao Qingzhi did not dodge, and directly received An Zheng's punch with his chest without any fear.
Inside the main entrance of Daqi Villa, in a large and flat square, 360 disciples with swords have already formed an array. The sword formation was originally prepared for An Zheng, but Ye Yunian walked in.
As long as An Zheng gets close, his cultivation power will continue to be absorbed by Yao Qingzhi.
An Zheng flew out of the dust and smoke, and the scales of the holy fish transformed into a high wall, blocking all the falling stones.
"The practitioners on Diancang Mountain have never competed with the world. That's because the founder of the sect said that there are only two types of practitioners, one is for themselves, and the other is for the world. The people of Diancang Mountain are needed by the world When the world doesn’t need it, it’s for yourself.”
Immediately afterwards, his body began to bulge piece by piece, constantly twisting. Then his body grew larger and his skin became thinner and thinner. It was like a thin film, and all the internal organs inside could be seen clearly.
"Your master, Fang Zheng, is so strong and domineering in his cultivation that I am somewhat afraid of him. And you, your cultivation level is even lower than mine, why should you kill me?"
The moment An Zheng's fist hit Yao Qingzhi's chest, Yao Qingzhi's chest exploded. But it wasn't An Zheng's punch that caused the explosion. It was a black crack that appeared on his chest. He opened his mouth, tore through his clothes and bit An Zheng's arm.
Immediately afterwards, his body began to bulge piece by piece, constantly twisting. Then his body grew larger and his skin became thinner and thinner. It was like a thin film, and all the internal organs inside could be seen clearly.
The tea stall owner looked at the guard lightly, and then replied: "I don't call myself a tea seller, my name is Ye Yunian."
I could see his heart beating under the film, and his intestines and stomach moving. It was so disgusting. However, his body continued to grow larger, and a black spot on his heart grew larger and larger.
The broken army sword is the best in the world, but An Zheng found that he could not get close to Yao Qingzhi.
While he was talking, his sword energy was flowing freely. Three hundred and sixteen incoming sword energies were deflected by him one by one. I never saw him take action, but the sword energy was lingering around him. His sword energy seemed to be autonomous. When the sword energy came, he would spontaneously attack it.
What's even more frightening is that Yao Qingzhi's physique can actually digest it. An Zheng's physique was domineering, and his cultivation power was even more domineering. Even if ordinary practitioners could absorb the power of the thunder spirit, they would not be able to withstand it. But Yao Qingzhi is like a glutton, he can digest and absorb whatever he eats.
"I said, no one is allowed to take away everything I have gained so hard."
An Zheng flew out of the dust and smoke, and the scales of the holy fish transformed into a high wall, blocking all the falling stones.
The tea stall owner looked at the guard lightly, and then replied: "I don't call myself a tea seller, my name is Ye Yunian."
Hundreds of sword energy were fighting each other in the square, and the scene was filled with brilliance.
Yao Qingzhi's face changed drastically and turned pale instantly. He wanted to reach out and grab An Zheng out, but An Zheng had already got in and couldn't get out at all. He just felt his body tumbling, as if something huge was about to burst out of his body.
"Your heart is indeed dark."
The hundred-meter-long hall was directly blown to pieces, and violent air waves swept out in all directions. The air wave destroyed everything in its path, leaving it devastated. What was a grand villa was 90% destroyed due to the gas explosion. The air wave reached the top of the mountain, and because it could not withstand the huge power, a small part of the top of the mountain was cut off. The rolling rocks swept down from above like a big wave, burying Daqi Villa.
Yao Qingzhi pointed his black sword at the sky: "I have been in the world for so many years, and I have always relied on myself. I will not allow anyone to take away everything I have finally obtained, and I exist, and all these exist!"
"I originally had pure thoughts and no desires. Later I heard that there are people in the world who fight for others and use great evil means to do great good things, and I admire them in my heart."
When others move forward, taking a step forward is like touching the bowstring.
I could see his heart beating under the film, and his intestines and stomach moving. It was so disgusting. However, his body continued to grow larger, and a black spot on his heart grew larger and larger.
The sword light fell, and a big, ferocious-looking face suddenly burst out of the darkness. It had no eyes, nose, or ears, and only one mouth. The mouth was open, filled with black fangs. That mouth bit An Zheng's sword energy in one bite, and the power of cultivation in the sword energy was sucked in like a bursting river.
Hundreds of sword energy were fighting each other in the square, and the scene was filled with brilliance.
An Zheng stood inside Yao Qingzhi's body and grabbed the still-beating heart with one hand.
Before he finished speaking, he was already a hundred meters away, at the top of a willow tree.
Ye Yunian said: "As a practitioner, you have responsibilities."
Inside the main entrance of Daqi Villa, in a large and flat square, 360 disciples with swords have already formed an array. The sword formation was originally prepared for An Zheng, but Ye Yunian walked in.
"Junior!"
A ball of power suddenly exploded from An Zheng's fist, which was the power of the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder.
The tea stall owner, who had changed his clothes, looked bookish, but he always insisted that he was a blacksmith. The apprentice called his master who had been with him for more than 20 years, but he didn't know what the master's name was. And the moment he entered the mountain gate of Qiqi Villa, someone reached out to stop him and called out to the tea seller, "What are you doing here!"
He was already tall, but now he was over three meters tall. It's so big that the body can't break open due to the devouring power. You can imagine the pain.
Before he finished speaking, he was already a hundred meters away, at the top of a willow tree.
When others move forward, taking a step forward is like touching the bowstring.
As long as An Zheng gets close, his cultivation power will continue to be absorbed by Yao Qingzhi.
As he spoke, he stepped forward, like a general who was still leisurely walking among thousands of troops. But he was originally a scholar. Even though he had been forging iron for thirty years and forging swords, he was still a scholar. So no matter how much he looks like, he is not a general, he is a swordsman.
boom!
But this time, An Zheng was too big for him to swallow.
The broken army sword is the best in the world, but An Zheng found that he could not get close to Yao Qingzhi.
He held the sword in one hand and struck down from top to bottom. The more than ten meters long sword light on the Broken Army Sword fell with the power of purple lightning. Yao Qingzhi raised his black sword, forming a dark curtain on his body.
One person fought three hundred and six, and he still looked graceful, with sword marks on his body and blood-stained clothes, but the corpses that fell in front of him were layer after layer, as if a door to hell had been opened.
As he spoke, he stepped forward, like a general who was still leisurely walking among thousands of troops. But he was originally a scholar. Even though he had been forging iron for thirty years and forging swords, he was still a scholar. So no matter how much he looks like, he is not a general, he is a swordsman.
Under the huge power, even the bloody mouth that seemed capable of swallowing everything was reopened by the shock. An Zheng stretched his hands forward, grabbed the upper part of the mouth with his left hand, and the lower part of the mouth with his right hand, and then squeezed it with both hands: "Can't you swallow it? Let me see if you can swallow me in too!"
Inside the house, An Zheng took action.
Yao Qingzhi laughed loudly: "Do you really think that I have been able to survive for so many years just because of my fame? When I was struggling in the world, if I hadn't created this technique by myself, I might have been beaten by those who thought they were noble. Kill those who are born. As long as my black sword is still there, no one can get close to me."
When others move forward, taking a step forward is like touching the bowstring.
An Zheng flew out of the dust and smoke, and the scales of the holy fish transformed into a high wall, blocking all the falling stones.
Inside the house, An Zheng took action.
While he was talking, his sword energy was flowing freely. Three hundred and sixteen incoming sword energies were deflected by him one by one. I never saw him take action, but the sword energy was lingering around him. His sword energy seemed to be autonomous. When the sword energy came, he would spontaneously attack it.
Ouch!
When others move forward, taking a step forward is like touching the bowstring.
An Zheng held the sword in his right hand, pushed forward with his left hand, and a red sun flew forward.
Because someone outside took action, An Zheng was worried that something would happen to the friend he didn't know.
"Your master, Fang Zheng, is so strong and domineering in his cultivation that I am somewhat afraid of him. And you, your cultivation level is even lower than mine, why should you kill me?"
"I originally had pure thoughts and no desires. Later I heard that there are people in the world who fight for others and use great evil means to do great good things, and I admire them in my heart."
I could see his heart beating under the film, and his intestines and stomach moving. It was so disgusting. However, his body continued to grow larger, and a black spot on his heart grew larger and larger.
As soon as the black knife struck out, the black sword light moved forward, but what was terrifying was not just the sword light that seemed to be able to split everything. The black sword light can tear open the space with each cut, and there will be infinite suction in the cracks in the space. If you are not careful, even if you escape the sword light, you may be sucked into an unknown space.
Inside the house, An Zheng took action.
Yao Qingzhi stretched out his hand, and there was a black knife in his hand. The black knife seemed to be at least one and a half meters long. It was unknown whether it was carved or cast. It had densely packed text on it. It was unclear when it was dancing, and it looked like some complicated patterns.
Inside the main entrance of Daqi Villa, in a large and flat square, 360 disciples with swords have already formed an array. The sword formation was originally prepared for An Zheng, but Ye Yunian walked in.
Yao Qingzhi pointed his black sword at the sky: "I have been in the world for so many years, and I have always relied on myself. I will not allow anyone to take away everything I have finally obtained, and I exist, and all these exist!"
An Zheng sneered: "He can't do it because he is too rigid. He always believes that evildoers cannot be punished without evidence. Even if everyone knows it, it cannot be done without evidence. But I am different. He is a law enforcement officer, and I It’s about eradicating evil. I don’t care about the country’s legal system, no matter what the evidence is, he represents the judicial department, and I represent myself!”
His hand suddenly pierced into his heart, and the power of the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder flashed in his hand, and then exploded!
The skin stretched and was shockingly thin.
Ye Yunian looked into the main hall and cupped his hands: "I can't fight side by side with Fang Zheng. Today I join hands with his disciples to kill the enemy, which means my lifelong wish will be fulfilled."
He was already tall, but now he was over three meters tall. It's so big that the body can't break open due to the devouring power. You can imagine the pain.
As soon as the black knife struck out, the black sword light moved forward, but what was terrifying was not just the sword light that seemed to be able to split everything. The black sword light can tear open the space with each cut, and there will be infinite suction in the cracks in the space. If you are not careful, even if you escape the sword light, you may be sucked into an unknown space.
I could see his heart beating under the film, and his intestines and stomach moving. It was so disgusting. However, his body continued to grow larger, and a black spot on his heart grew larger and larger.
The broken army sword is the best in the world, but An Zheng found that he could not get close to Yao Qingzhi.
An Zheng sneered: "He can't do it because he is too rigid. He always believes that evildoers cannot be punished without evidence. Even if everyone knows it, it cannot be done without evidence. But I am different. He is a law enforcement officer, and I It’s about eradicating evil. I don’t care about the country’s legal system, no matter what the evidence is, he represents the judicial department, and I represent myself!”
Ye Yunian stood there, still holding his hands behind his back.
An Zheng moved forward, and the Broken Army Sword came out in response. The sword fell and the sword broke.
I could see his heart beating under the film, and his intestines and stomach moving. It was so disgusting. However, his body continued to grow larger, and a black spot on his heart grew larger and larger.
Yao Qingzhi looked at An Zheng fiercely: "If your master can't do it, neither can you!"
He was already tall, but now he was over three meters tall. It's so big that the body can't break open due to the devouring power. You can imagine the pain.
Because someone outside took action, An Zheng was worried that something would happen to the friend he didn't know.
Before he finished speaking, he was already a hundred meters away, at the top of a willow tree.
Because someone outside took action, An Zheng was worried that something would happen to the friend he didn't know.
Under the huge power, even the bloody mouth that seemed capable of swallowing everything was reopened by the shock. An Zheng stretched his hands forward, grabbed the upper part of the mouth with his left hand, and the lower part of the mouth with his right hand, and then squeezed it with both hands: "Can't you swallow it? Let me see if you can swallow me in too!"
Yao Qingzhi pointed his black sword at the sky: "I have been in the world for so many years, and I have always relied on myself. I will not allow anyone to take away everything I have finally obtained, and I exist, and all these exist!"
The broken army sword is the best in the world, but An Zheng found that he could not get close to Yao Qingzhi.
boom!
A ball of power suddenly exploded from An Zheng's fist, which was the power of the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder.
Inside the main entrance of Daqi Villa, in a large and flat square, 360 disciples with swords have already formed an array. The sword formation was originally prepared for An Zheng, but Ye Yunian walked in.
An Zheng moved forward, and the Broken Army Sword came out in response. The sword fell and the sword broke.
Yao Qingzhi looked at An Zheng fiercely: "If your master can't do it, neither can you!"
One person fought three hundred and six, and he still looked graceful, with sword marks on his body and blood-stained clothes, but the corpses that fell in front of him were layer after layer, as if a door to hell had been opened.
His hand suddenly pierced into his heart, and the power of the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder flashed in his hand, and then exploded!
Yao Qingzhi seemed to be swinging the sword in a chaotic manner, but in fact, he formed a defensive formation around his body with the space cracks opened by the black sword. As long as An Zheng is close, the suction force in those cracked space openings will cause An Zheng's body to deviate. The most terrifying thing is that the suction force in those cracks can also suck away An Zheng's cultivation power.
Immediately afterwards, his body began to bulge piece by piece, constantly twisting. Then his body grew larger and his skin became thinner and thinner. It was like a thin film, and all the internal organs inside could be seen clearly.
"Your master, Fang Zheng, is so strong and domineering in his cultivation that I am somewhat afraid of him. And you, your cultivation level is even lower than mine, why should you kill me?"
He stepped up the steps, and the guard reached out to grab him: "I don't care what the fuck you are, get out of here."
Hundreds of sword energy were fighting each other in the square, and the scene was filled with brilliance.
Before he finished speaking, he was already a hundred meters away, at the top of a willow tree.
The sword formation was already ready to go, like a fully drawn stiff bow, the arrow would shoot out as soon as it touched it.
An Zheng snorted: "Your knowledge is still too low."
Yao Qingzhi seemed to be swinging the sword in a chaotic manner, but in fact, he formed a defensive formation around his body with the space cracks opened by the black sword. As long as An Zheng is close, the suction force in those cracked space openings will cause An Zheng's body to deviate. The most terrifying thing is that the suction force in those cracks can also suck away An Zheng's cultivation power.
As long as An Zheng gets close, his cultivation power will continue to be absorbed by Yao Qingzhi.
Yao Qingzhi seemed to be swinging the sword in a chaotic manner, but in fact, he formed a defensive formation around his body with the space cracks opened by the black sword. As long as An Zheng is close, the suction force in those cracked space openings will cause An Zheng's body to deviate. The most terrifying thing is that the suction force in those cracks can also suck away An Zheng's cultivation power.
Inside the house, An Zheng took action.
Under the huge power, even the bloody mouth that seemed capable of swallowing everything was reopened by the shock. An Zheng stretched his hands forward, grabbed the upper part of the mouth with his left hand, and the lower part of the mouth with his right hand, and then squeezed it with both hands: "Can't you swallow it? Let me see if you can swallow me in too!"
He stepped up the steps, and the guard reached out to grab him: "I don't care what the fuck you are, get out of here."
An Zheng teleported out with a movement of his body, and those faces were thrown into the air. The next second, An Zheng appeared in front of Yao Qingzhi and punched Yao Qingzhi in the heart. However, Yao Qingzhi did not dodge, and directly received An Zheng's punch with his chest without any fear.
"Just kill your enemies. I'll take care of these people outside."
Soon, the black spot turned into a god wearing golden armor, and under the feet of the god stood a golden dragon with its head held high. The mighty dragon's roar in the world was emanated from the golden dragon. As the god grew bigger and bigger, Yao Qingzhi's body was almost stretched to the point of splitting.
"Junior!"
An Zheng stood inside Yao Qingzhi's body and grabbed the still-beating heart with one hand.
Yao Qingzhi snorted coldly, the black knife hovered above his head to support the black curtain, and he formed a series of seals with his hands. The method of forming the seals was extremely strange. In an instant, all the black cracks that appeared when he struck the knife changed. Every crack turned into a face without nose, eyes and ears, only a bloody mouth opened. Those faces rushed forward to bite An Zheng like wild beasts, and after a while, Chiri, who was pushed out by An Zheng, was completely eaten.
An Zheng stood inside Yao Qingzhi's body and grabbed the still-beating heart with one hand.
Yao Qingzhi laughed loudly: "Do you really think that I have been able to survive for so many years just because of my fame? When I was struggling in the world, if I hadn't created this technique by myself, I might have been beaten by those who thought they were noble. Kill those who are born. As long as my black sword is still there, no one can get close to me."
boom!
An Zheng stood inside Yao Qingzhi's body and grabbed the still-beating heart with one hand.
An Zheng opened the big mouth and dived in by himself.
This technique is really weird. No wonder Yao Qingzhi gets stronger as he fights. This is precisely because those who fight him will have their cultivation power sucked away by him if they are not careful. And Yao Qingzhi seems to have an endless backup base, and there will never be a time when the power of cultivation is exhausted.
An Zheng held the sword in his right hand, pushed forward with his left hand, and a red sun flew forward.
"The practitioners on Diancang Mountain have never competed with the world. That's because the founder of the sect said that there are only two types of practitioners, one is for themselves, and the other is for the world. The people of Diancang Mountain are needed by the world When the world doesn’t need it, it’s for yourself.”
The tea stall owner, who had changed his clothes, looked bookish, but he always insisted that he was a blacksmith. The apprentice called his master who had been with him for more than 20 years, but he didn't know what the master's name was. And the moment he entered the mountain gate of Qiqi Villa, someone reached out to stop him and called out to the tea seller, "What are you doing here!"
An Zheng held the sword in his right hand, pushed forward with his left hand, and a red sun flew forward.
As Yao Qingzhi used more and more swords, more and more black cracks appeared around him. Even if An Zheng was more than ten meters away from Yao Qingzhi, the power of his cultivation was still leaking out, and then merged into Yao Qingzhi's body through those black cracks.
He stepped up the steps, and the guard reached out to grab him: "I don't care what the fuck you are, get out of here."
Inside the house, An Zheng took action.
The sword array was activated, and 360 sword energies shot out from the sword array like 360 giant pythons, heading straight for Ye Yunian.
boom!
Yao Qingzhi's face changed drastically and turned pale instantly. He wanted to reach out and grab An Zheng out, but An Zheng had already got in and couldn't get out at all. He just felt his body tumbling, as if something huge was about to burst out of his body.
But this time, An Zheng was too big for him to swallow.
The moment An Zheng's fist hit Yao Qingzhi's chest, Yao Qingzhi's chest exploded. But it wasn't An Zheng's punch that caused the explosion. It was a black crack that appeared on his chest. He opened his mouth, tore through his clothes and bit An Zheng's arm.
The broken army sword is the best in the world, but An Zheng found that he could not get close to Yao Qingzhi.
What's even more frightening is that Yao Qingzhi's physique can actually digest it. An Zheng's physique was domineering, and his cultivation power was even more domineering. Even if ordinary practitioners could absorb the power of the thunder spirit, they would not be able to withstand it. But Yao Qingzhi is like a glutton, he can digest and absorb whatever he eats.
A ball of power suddenly exploded from An Zheng's fist, which was the power of the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder.
Yao Qingzhi snorted coldly, the black knife hovered above his head to support the black curtain, and he formed a series of seals with his hands. The method of forming the seals was extremely strange. In an instant, all the black cracks that appeared when he struck the knife changed. Every crack turned into a face without nose, eyes and ears, only a bloody mouth opened. Those faces rushed forward to bite An Zheng like wild beasts, and after a while, Chiri, who was pushed out by An Zheng, was completely eaten.
An Zheng held the sword in his right hand, pushed forward with his left hand, and a red sun flew forward.
An Zheng flew out of the dust and smoke, and the scales of the holy fish transformed into a high wall, blocking all the falling stones.
The hundred-meter-long hall was directly blown to pieces, and violent air waves swept out in all directions. The air wave destroyed everything in its path, leaving it devastated. What was a grand villa was 90% destroyed due to the gas explosion. The air wave reached the top of the mountain, and because it could not withstand the huge power, a small part of the top of the mountain was cut off. The rolling rocks swept down from above like a big wave, burying Daqi Villa.
As he spoke, he stepped forward, like a general who was still leisurely walking among thousands of troops. But he was originally a scholar. Even though he had been forging iron for thirty years and forging swords, he was still a scholar. So no matter how much he looks like, he is not a general, he is a swordsman.
A ball of power suddenly exploded from An Zheng's fist, which was the power of the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder.
Ouch!
"Your master, Fang Zheng, is so strong and domineering in his cultivation that I am somewhat afraid of him. And you, your cultivation level is even lower than mine, why should you kill me?"
The sword light fell, and a big, ferocious-looking face suddenly burst out of the darkness. It had no eyes, nose, or ears, and only one mouth. The mouth was open, filled with black fangs. That mouth bit An Zheng's sword energy in one bite, and the power of cultivation in the sword energy was sucked in like a bursting river.
"Junior!"
"Junior!"
What's even more frightening is that Yao Qingzhi's physique can actually digest it. An Zheng's physique was domineering, and his cultivation power was even more domineering. Even if ordinary practitioners could absorb the power of the thunder spirit, they would not be able to withstand it. But Yao Qingzhi is like a glutton, he can digest and absorb whatever he eats.
Yao Qingzhi pointed his black sword at the sky: "I have been in the world for so many years, and I have always relied on myself. I will not allow anyone to take away everything I have finally obtained, and I exist, and all these exist!"
An Zheng held the sword in his right hand, pushed forward with his left hand, and a red sun flew forward.
As he spoke, he stepped forward, like a general who was still leisurely walking among thousands of troops. But he was originally a scholar. Even though he had been forging iron for thirty years and forging swords, he was still a scholar. So no matter how much he looks like, he is not a general, he is a swordsman.
He held the sword in one hand and struck down from top to bottom. The more than ten meters long sword light on the Broken Army Sword fell with the power of purple lightning. Yao Qingzhi raised his black sword, forming a dark curtain on his body.
Because someone outside took action, An Zheng was worried that something would happen to the friend he didn't know.
Yao Qingzhi pointed his black sword at the sky: "I have been in the world for so many years, and I have always relied on myself. I will not allow anyone to take away everything I have finally obtained, and I exist, and all these exist!"
An Zheng stood inside Yao Qingzhi's body and grabbed the still-beating heart with one hand.
The hundred-meter-long hall was directly blown to pieces, and violent air waves swept out in all directions. The air wave destroyed everything in its path, leaving it devastated. What was a grand villa was 90% destroyed due to the gas explosion. The air wave reached the top of the mountain, and because it could not withstand the huge power, a small part of the top of the mountain was cut off. The rolling rocks swept down from above like a big wave, burying Daqi Villa.
Soon, the black spot turned into a god wearing golden armor, and under the feet of the god stood a golden dragon with its head held high. The mighty dragon's roar in the world was emanated from the golden dragon. As the god grew bigger and bigger, Yao Qingzhi's body was almost stretched to the point of splitting.
An Zheng snorted: "Your knowledge is still too low."
An Zheng held the sword in his right hand, pushed forward with his left hand, and a red sun flew forward.
Ye Yunian walked slowly into Daqi Villa and said loudly as he walked: "Dian Cang Sect, Ye Yunian is here to visit."
Inside the main entrance of Daqi Villa, in a large and flat square, 360 disciples with swords have already formed an array. The sword formation was originally prepared for An Zheng, but Ye Yunian walked in.
An Zheng teleported out with a movement of his body, and those faces were thrown into the air. The next second, An Zheng appeared in front of Yao Qingzhi and punched Yao Qingzhi in the heart. However, Yao Qingzhi did not dodge, and directly received An Zheng's punch with his chest without any fear.
He held the sword in one hand and struck down from top to bottom. The more than ten meters long sword light on the Broken Army Sword fell with the power of purple lightning. Yao Qingzhi raised his black sword, forming a dark curtain on his body.
The tea stall owner looked at the guard lightly, and then replied: "I don't call myself a tea seller, my name is Ye Yunian."
"I said, no one is allowed to take away everything I have gained so hard."
An Zheng teleported out with a movement of his body, and those faces were thrown into the air. The next second, An Zheng appeared in front of Yao Qingzhi and punched Yao Qingzhi in the heart. However, Yao Qingzhi did not dodge, and directly received An Zheng's punch with his chest without any fear.
He stepped up the steps, and the guard reached out to grab him: "I don't care what the fuck you are, get out of here."
The sword formation was already ready to go, like a fully drawn stiff bow, the arrow would shoot out as soon as it touched it.
He was already tall, but now he was over three meters tall. It's so big that the body can't break open due to the devouring power. You can imagine the pain.
"Your heart is indeed dark."
The sword light fell, and a big, ferocious-looking face suddenly burst out of the darkness. It had no eyes, nose, or ears, and only one mouth. The mouth was open, filled with black fangs. That mouth bit An Zheng's sword energy in one bite, and the power of cultivation in the sword energy was sucked in like a bursting river.
"I said, no one is allowed to take away everything I have gained so hard."
The hundred-meter-long hall was directly blown to pieces, and violent air waves swept out in all directions. The air wave destroyed everything in its path, leaving it devastated. What was a grand villa was 90% destroyed due to the gas explosion. The air wave reached the top of the mountain, and because it could not withstand the huge power, a small part of the top of the mountain was cut off. The rolling rocks swept down from above like a big wave, burying Daqi Villa.
An Zheng held the sword in his right hand, pushed forward with his left hand, and a red sun flew forward.
The moment An Zheng's fist hit Yao Qingzhi's chest, Yao Qingzhi's chest exploded. But it wasn't An Zheng's punch that caused the explosion. It was a black crack that appeared on his chest. He opened his mouth, tore through his clothes and bit An Zheng's arm.
"Just kill your enemies. I'll take care of these people outside."
His hand suddenly pierced into his heart, and the power of the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder flashed in his hand, and then exploded!
Soon, the black spot turned into a god wearing golden armor, and under the feet of the god stood a golden dragon with its head held high. The mighty dragon's roar in the world was emanated from the golden dragon. As the god grew bigger and bigger, Yao Qingzhi's body was almost stretched to the point of splitting.
An Zheng moved forward, and the Broken Army Sword came out in response. The sword fell and the sword broke.
Ouch!
Yao Qingzhi snorted coldly, the black knife hovered above his head to support the black curtain, and he formed a series of seals with his hands. The method of forming the seals was extremely strange. In an instant, all the black cracks that appeared when he struck the knife changed. Every crack turned into a face without nose, eyes and ears, only a bloody mouth opened. Those faces rushed forward to bite An Zheng like wild beasts, and after a while, Chiri, who was pushed out by An Zheng, was completely eaten.
The hundred-meter-long hall was directly blown to pieces, and violent air waves swept out in all directions. The air wave destroyed everything in its path, leaving it devastated. What was a grand villa was 90% destroyed due to the gas explosion. The air wave reached the top of the mountain, and because it could not withstand the huge power, a small part of the top of the mountain was cut off. The rolling rocks swept down from above like a big wave, burying Daqi Villa.
Yao Qingzhi laughed loudly: "Do you really think that I have been able to survive for so many years just because of my fame? When I was struggling in the world, if I hadn't created this technique by myself, I might have been beaten by those who thought they were noble. Kill those who are born. As long as my black sword is still there, no one can get close to me."
Ouch!
The skin stretched and was shockingly thin.
As Yao Qingzhi pushed his hands forward, at least a hundred faces rushed towards An Zheng, like countless ghosts emerging from hell, trying to tear An Zheng apart.
"I said, no one is allowed to take away everything I have gained so hard."
He stepped up the steps, and the guard reached out to grab him: "I don't care what the fuck you are, get out of here."
Yao Qingzhi seemed to be swinging the sword in a chaotic manner, but in fact, he formed a defensive formation around his body with the space cracks opened by the black sword. As long as An Zheng is close, the suction force in those cracked space openings will cause An Zheng's body to deviate. The most terrifying thing is that the suction force in those cracks can also suck away An Zheng's cultivation power.
The moment An Zheng's fist hit Yao Qingzhi's chest, Yao Qingzhi's chest exploded. But it wasn't An Zheng's punch that caused the explosion. It was a black crack that appeared on his chest. He opened his mouth, tore through his clothes and bit An Zheng's arm.
He was already tall, but now he was over three meters tall. It's so big that the body can't break open due to the devouring power. You can imagine the pain.
Immediately afterwards, his body began to bulge piece by piece, constantly twisting. Then his body grew larger and his skin became thinner and thinner. It was like a thin film, and all the internal organs inside could be seen clearly.
An Zheng teleported out with a movement of his body, and those faces were thrown into the air. The next second, An Zheng appeared in front of Yao Qingzhi and punched Yao Qingzhi in the heart. However, Yao Qingzhi did not dodge, and directly received An Zheng's punch with his chest without any fear.
The tea stall owner looked at the guard lightly, and then replied: "I don't call myself a tea seller, my name is Ye Yunian."
Ye Yunian walked slowly into Daqi Villa and said loudly as he walked: "Dian Cang Sect, Ye Yunian is here to visit."
He was already tall, but now he was over three meters tall. It's so big that the body can't break open due to the devouring power. You can imagine the pain.
Inside the house, An Zheng took action.
Inside the house, An Zheng took action.
The moment An Zheng's fist hit Yao Qingzhi's chest, Yao Qingzhi's chest exploded. But it wasn't An Zheng's punch that caused the explosion. It was a black crack that appeared on his chest. He opened his mouth, tore through his clothes and bit An Zheng's arm.
As he spoke, he stepped forward, like a general who was still leisurely walking among thousands of troops. But he was originally a scholar. Even though he had been forging iron for thirty years and forging swords, he was still a scholar. So no matter how much he looks like, he is not a general, he is a swordsman.
An Zheng moved forward, and the Broken Army Sword came out in response. The sword fell and the sword broke.
Ye Yunian stood there, still holding his hands behind his back.
Under the huge power, even the bloody mouth that seemed capable of swallowing everything was reopened by the shock. An Zheng stretched his hands forward, grabbed the upper part of the mouth with his left hand, and the lower part of the mouth with his right hand, and then squeezed it with both hands: "Can't you swallow it? Let me see if you can swallow me in too!"
He stood with one hand stretched forward, his face was pale, but his eyes were firm, and he controlled the scales of the holy fish with one hand to resist the falling rocks. The other hand held a scholar in Tsing Yi who was covered in blood. Although he was seriously injured, he was still smiling silly and cheerfully.
As Yao Qingzhi pushed his hands forward, at least a hundred faces rushed towards An Zheng, like countless ghosts emerging from hell, trying to tear An Zheng apart.
"I said, no one is allowed to take away everything I have gained so hard."
"I said, no one is allowed to take away everything I have gained so hard."
Because someone outside took action, An Zheng was worried that something would happen to the friend he didn't know.
As he spoke, he stepped forward, like a general who was still leisurely walking among thousands of troops. But he was originally a scholar. Even though he had been forging iron for thirty years and forging swords, he was still a scholar. So no matter how much he looks like, he is not a general, he is a swordsman.
The sword array was activated, and 360 sword energies shot out from the sword array like 360 giant pythons, heading straight for Ye Yunian.
An Zheng snorted: "Your knowledge is still too low."
One person fought three hundred and six, and he still looked graceful, with sword marks on his body and blood-stained clothes, but the corpses that fell in front of him were layer after layer, as if a door to hell had been opened.
Yao Qingzhi laughed loudly: "Do you really think that I have been able to survive for so many years just because of my fame? When I was struggling in the world, if I hadn't created this technique by myself, I might have been beaten by those who thought they were noble. Kill those who are born. As long as my black sword is still there, no one can get close to me."
Yao Qingzhi looked at An Zheng fiercely: "If your master can't do it, neither can you!"
An Zheng sneered: "He can't do it because he is too rigid. He always believes that evildoers cannot be punished without evidence. Even if everyone knows it, it cannot be done without evidence. But I am different. He is a law enforcement officer, and I It’s about eradicating evil. I don’t care about the country’s legal system, no matter what the evidence is, he represents the judicial department, and I represent myself!”
Yao Qingzhi has experienced many dangers, but in the end he had the last laugh. Relying on his weird all-encompassing cultivation techniques, he killed countless people and robbed countless people of their techniques and cultivation power, which was how he achieved his current status.
Ye Yunian looked into the main hall and cupped his hands: "I can't fight side by side with Fang Zheng. Today I join hands with his disciples to kill the enemy, which means my lifelong wish will be fulfilled."
An Zheng sneered: "He can't do it because he is too rigid. He always believes that evildoers cannot be punished without evidence. Even if everyone knows it, it cannot be done without evidence. But I am different. He is a law enforcement officer, and I It’s about eradicating evil. I don’t care about the country’s legal system, no matter what the evidence is, he represents the judicial department, and I represent myself!”
"Your heart is indeed dark."
The broken army sword is the best in the world, but An Zheng found that he could not get close to Yao Qingzhi.
A ball of power suddenly exploded from An Zheng's fist, which was the power of the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder.
"Your master, Fang Zheng, is so strong and domineering in his cultivation that I am somewhat afraid of him. And you, your cultivation level is even lower than mine, why should you kill me?"
An Zheng snorted: "Your knowledge is still too low."
I could see his heart beating under the film, and his intestines and stomach moving. It was so disgusting. However, his body continued to grow larger, and a black spot on his heart grew larger and larger.
He stepped up the steps, and the guard reached out to grab him: "I don't care what the fuck you are, get out of here."
The skin stretched and was shockingly thin.
The hundred-meter-long hall was directly blown to pieces, and violent air waves swept out in all directions. The air wave destroyed everything in its path, leaving it devastated. What was a grand villa was 90% destroyed due to the gas explosion. The air wave reached the top of the mountain, and because it could not withstand the huge power, a small part of the top of the mountain was cut off. The rolling rocks swept down from above like a big wave, burying Daqi Villa.
While he was talking, his sword energy was flowing freely. Three hundred and sixteen incoming sword energies were deflected by him one by one. I never saw him take action, but the sword energy was lingering around him. His sword energy seemed to be autonomous. When the sword energy came, he would spontaneously attack it.
Yao Qingzhi pointed his black sword at the sky: "I have been in the world for so many years, and I have always relied on myself. I will not allow anyone to take away everything I have finally obtained, and I exist, and all these exist!"
Under the huge power, even the bloody mouth that seemed capable of swallowing everything was reopened by the shock. An Zheng stretched his hands forward, grabbed the upper part of the mouth with his left hand, and the lower part of the mouth with his right hand, and then squeezed it with both hands: "Can't you swallow it? Let me see if you can swallow me in too!"
An Zheng flew out of the dust and smoke, and the scales of the holy fish transformed into a high wall, blocking all the falling stones.
"Your master, Fang Zheng, is so strong and domineering in his cultivation that I am somewhat afraid of him. And you, your cultivation level is even lower than mine, why should you kill me?"
I could see his heart beating under the film, and his intestines and stomach moving. It was so disgusting. However, his body continued to grow larger, and a black spot on his heart grew larger and larger.
Ye Yunian said: "As a practitioner, you have responsibilities."
Yao Qingzhi's face changed drastically and turned pale instantly. He wanted to reach out and grab An Zheng out, but An Zheng had already got in and couldn't get out at all. He just felt his body tumbling, as if something huge was about to burst out of his body.
An Zheng opened the big mouth and dived in by himself.
This technique is really weird. No wonder Yao Qingzhi gets stronger as he fights. This is precisely because those who fight him will have their cultivation power sucked away by him if they are not careful. And Yao Qingzhi seems to have an endless backup base, and there will never be a time when the power of cultivation is exhausted.
Under the huge power, even the bloody mouth that seemed capable of swallowing everything was reopened by the shock. An Zheng stretched his hands forward, grabbed the upper part of the mouth with his left hand, and the lower part of the mouth with his right hand, and then squeezed it with both hands: "Can't you swallow it? Let me see if you can swallow me in too!"
"Your heart is indeed dark."
Yao Qingzhi pointed his black sword at the sky: "I have been in the world for so many years, and I have always relied on myself. I will not allow anyone to take away everything I have finally obtained, and I exist, and all these exist!"
The sword formation was already ready to go, like a fully drawn stiff bow, the arrow would shoot out as soon as it touched it.
He stepped up the steps, and the guard reached out to grab him: "I don't care what the fuck you are, get out of here."
Yao Qingzhi's face changed drastically and turned pale instantly. He wanted to reach out and grab An Zheng out, but An Zheng had already got in and couldn't get out at all. He just felt his body tumbling, as if something huge was about to burst out of his body.
An Zheng snorted: "Your knowledge is still too low."
Ye Yunian walked slowly into Daqi Villa and said loudly as he walked: "Dian Cang Sect, Ye Yunian is here to visit."
"Junior!"
The skin stretched and was shockingly thin.
An Zheng snorted: "Your knowledge is still too low."
The sword formation was already ready to go, like a fully drawn stiff bow, the arrow would shoot out as soon as it touched it.
Yao Qingzhi laughed loudly: "Do you really think that I have been able to survive for so many years just because of my fame? When I was struggling in the world, if I hadn't created this technique by myself, I might have been beaten by those who thought they were noble. Kill those who are born. As long as my black sword is still there, no one can get close to me."
Yao Qingzhi has experienced many dangers, but in the end he had the last laugh. Relying on his weird all-encompassing cultivation techniques, he killed countless people and robbed countless people of their techniques and cultivation power, which was how he achieved his current status.
"Your heart is indeed dark."
While he was talking, his sword energy was flowing freely. Three hundred and sixteen incoming sword energies were deflected by him one by one. I never saw him take action, but the sword energy was lingering around him. His sword energy seemed to be autonomous. When the sword energy came, he would spontaneously attack it.
The sword formation was already ready to go, like a fully drawn stiff bow, the arrow would shoot out as soon as it touched it.
The sword light fell, and a big, ferocious-looking face suddenly burst out of the darkness. It had no eyes, nose, or ears, and only one mouth. The mouth was open, filled with black fangs. That mouth bit An Zheng's sword energy in one bite, and the power of cultivation in the sword energy was sucked in like a bursting river.
A dragon roar appeared in Yao Qingzhi's body. Yao Qingzhi covered his ears and squatted down, feeling that his head was going to explode.
The tea stall owner looked at the guard lightly, and then replied: "I don't call myself a tea seller, my name is Ye Yunian."
As Yao Qingzhi used more and more swords, more and more black cracks appeared around him. Even if An Zheng was more than ten meters away from Yao Qingzhi, the power of his cultivation was still leaking out, and then merged into Yao Qingzhi's body through those black cracks.
But this time, An Zheng was too big for him to swallow.
As Yao Qingzhi used more and more swords, more and more black cracks appeared around him. Even if An Zheng was more than ten meters away from Yao Qingzhi, the power of his cultivation was still leaking out, and then merged into Yao Qingzhi's body through those black cracks.
This technique is really weird. No wonder Yao Qingzhi gets stronger as he fights. This is precisely because those who fight him will have their cultivation power sucked away by him if they are not careful. And Yao Qingzhi seems to have an endless backup base, and there will never be a time when the power of cultivation is exhausted.
Ouch!
An Zheng teleported out with a movement of his body, and those faces were thrown into the air. The next second, An Zheng appeared in front of Yao Qingzhi and punched Yao Qingzhi in the heart. However, Yao Qingzhi did not dodge, and directly received An Zheng's punch with his chest without any fear.
Yao Qingzhi looked at An Zheng fiercely: "If your master can't do it, neither can you!"
The sword formation was already ready to go, like a fully drawn stiff bow, the arrow would shoot out as soon as it touched it.
An Zheng teleported out with a movement of his body, and those faces were thrown into the air. The next second, An Zheng appeared in front of Yao Qingzhi and punched Yao Qingzhi in the heart. However, Yao Qingzhi did not dodge, and directly received An Zheng's punch with his chest without any fear.
Ouch!
The sword formation was already ready to go, like a fully drawn stiff bow, the arrow would shoot out as soon as it touched it.
An Zheng held the sword in his right hand, pushed forward with his left hand, and a red sun flew forward.
"Junior!"
Yao Qingzhi snorted coldly, the black knife hovered above his head to support the black curtain, and he formed a series of seals with his hands. The method of forming the seals was extremely strange. In an instant, all the black cracks that appeared when he struck the knife changed. Every crack turned into a face without nose, eyes and ears, only a bloody mouth opened. Those faces rushed forward to bite An Zheng like wild beasts, and after a while, Chiri, who was pushed out by An Zheng, was completely eaten.
A dragon roar appeared in Yao Qingzhi's body. Yao Qingzhi covered his ears and squatted down, feeling that his head was going to explode.
An Zheng stood inside Yao Qingzhi's body and grabbed the still-beating heart with one hand.
An Zheng sneered: "He can't do it because he is too rigid. He always believes that evildoers cannot be punished without evidence. Even if everyone knows it, it cannot be done without evidence. But I am different. He is a law enforcement officer, and I It’s about eradicating evil. I don’t care about the country’s legal system, no matter what the evidence is, he represents the judicial department, and I represent myself!”
Soon, the black spot turned into a god wearing golden armor, and under the feet of the god stood a golden dragon with its head held high. The mighty dragon's roar in the world was emanated from the golden dragon. As the god grew bigger and bigger, Yao Qingzhi's body was almost stretched to the point of splitting.
This technique is really weird. No wonder Yao Qingzhi gets stronger as he fights. This is precisely because those who fight him will have their cultivation power sucked away by him if they are not careful. And Yao Qingzhi seems to have an endless backup base, and there will never be a time when the power of cultivation is exhausted.
Immediately afterwards, his body began to bulge piece by piece, constantly twisting. Then his body grew larger and his skin became thinner and thinner. It was like a thin film, and all the internal organs inside could be seen clearly.
Immediately afterwards, his body began to bulge piece by piece, constantly twisting. Then his body grew larger and his skin became thinner and thinner. It was like a thin film, and all the internal organs inside could be seen clearly.
Because someone outside took action, An Zheng was worried that something would happen to the friend he didn't know.
The hundred-meter-long hall was directly blown to pieces, and violent air waves swept out in all directions. The air wave destroyed everything in its path, leaving it devastated. What was a grand villa was 90% destroyed due to the gas explosion. The air wave reached the top of the mountain, and because it could not withstand the huge power, a small part of the top of the mountain was cut off. The rolling rocks swept down from above like a big wave, burying Daqi Villa.
The tea stall owner, who had changed his clothes, looked bookish, but he always insisted that he was a blacksmith. The apprentice called his master who had been with him for more than 20 years, but he didn't know what the master's name was. And the moment he entered the mountain gate of Qiqi Villa, someone reached out to stop him and called out to the tea seller, "What are you doing here!"
I could see his heart beating under the film, and his intestines and stomach moving. It was so disgusting. However, his body continued to grow larger, and a black spot on his heart grew larger and larger.
Ye Yunian stood there, still holding his hands behind his back.
An Zheng teleported out with a movement of his body, and those faces were thrown into the air. The next second, An Zheng appeared in front of Yao Qingzhi and punched Yao Qingzhi in the heart. However, Yao Qingzhi did not dodge, and directly received An Zheng's punch with his chest without any fear.
Soon, the black spot turned into a god wearing golden armor, and under the feet of the god stood a golden dragon with its head held high. The mighty dragon's roar in the world was emanated from the golden dragon. As the god grew bigger and bigger, Yao Qingzhi's body was almost stretched to the point of splitting.
"I originally had pure thoughts and no desires. Later I heard that there are people in the world who fight for others and use great evil means to do great good things, and I admire them in my heart."
An Zheng snorted: "Your knowledge is still too low."
The hundred-meter-long hall was directly blown to pieces, and violent air waves swept out in all directions. The air wave destroyed everything in its path, leaving it devastated. What was a grand villa was 90% destroyed due to the gas explosion. The air wave reached the top of the mountain, and because it could not withstand the huge power, a small part of the top of the mountain was cut off. The rolling rocks swept down from above like a big wave, burying Daqi Villa.
He was already tall, but now he was over three meters tall. It's so big that the body can't break open due to the devouring power. You can imagine the pain.
An Zheng sneered: "He can't do it because he is too rigid. He always believes that evildoers cannot be punished without evidence. Even if everyone knows it, it cannot be done without evidence. But I am different. He is a law enforcement officer, and I It’s about eradicating evil. I don’t care about the country’s legal system, no matter what the evidence is, he represents the judicial department, and I represent myself!”
As soon as the black knife struck out, the black sword light moved forward, but what was terrifying was not just the sword light that seemed to be able to split everything. The black sword light can tear open the space with each cut, and there will be infinite suction in the cracks in the space. If you are not careful, even if you escape the sword light, you may be sucked into an unknown space.
"I said, no one is allowed to take away everything I have gained so hard."
I could see his heart beating under the film, and his intestines and stomach moving. It was so disgusting. However, his body continued to grow larger, and a black spot on his heart grew larger and larger.
An Zheng snorted: "Your knowledge is still too low."
Ye Yunian looked into the main hall and cupped his hands: "I can't fight side by side with Fang Zheng. Today I join hands with his disciples to kill the enemy, which means my lifelong wish will be fulfilled."
As long as An Zheng gets close, his cultivation power will continue to be absorbed by Yao Qingzhi.
The skin stretched and was shockingly thin.
But this time, An Zheng was too big for him to swallow.
As he spoke, he stepped forward, like a general who was still leisurely walking among thousands of troops. But he was originally a scholar. Even though he had been forging iron for thirty years and forging swords, he was still a scholar. So no matter how much he looks like, he is not a general, he is a swordsman.
The sword array was activated, and 360 sword energies shot out from the sword array like 360 giant pythons, heading straight for Ye Yunian.
The sword array was activated, and 360 sword energies shot out from the sword array like 360 giant pythons, heading straight for Ye Yunian.
An Zheng stood inside Yao Qingzhi's body and grabbed the still-beating heart with one hand.
As he spoke, he stepped forward, like a general who was still leisurely walking among thousands of troops. But he was originally a scholar. Even though he had been forging iron for thirty years and forging swords, he was still a scholar. So no matter how much he looks like, he is not a general, he is a swordsman.
An Zheng opened the big mouth and dived in by himself.
The tea stall owner looked at the guard lightly, and then replied: "I don't call myself a tea seller, my name is Ye Yunian."
While he was talking, his sword energy was flowing freely. Three hundred and sixteen incoming sword energies were deflected by him one by one. I never saw him take action, but the sword energy was lingering around him. His sword energy seemed to be autonomous. When the sword energy came, he would spontaneously attack it.
Yao Qingzhi stretched out his hand, and there was a black knife in his hand. The black knife seemed to be at least one and a half meters long. It was unknown whether it was carved or cast. It had densely packed text on it. It was unclear when it was dancing, and it looked like some complicated patterns.
"Your heart is indeed dark."
boom!
An Zheng stood inside Yao Qingzhi's body and grabbed the still-beating heart with one hand.
The sword formation was already ready to go, like a fully drawn stiff bow, the arrow would shoot out as soon as it touched it.
He stepped up the steps, and the guard reached out to grab him: "I don't care what the fuck you are, get out of here."
"I originally had pure thoughts and no desires. Later I heard that there are people in the world who fight for others and use great evil means to do great good things, and I admire them in my heart."
A dragon roar appeared in Yao Qingzhi's body. Yao Qingzhi covered his ears and squatted down, feeling that his head was going to explode.
Yao Qingzhi has experienced many dangers, but in the end he had the last laugh. Relying on his weird all-encompassing cultivation techniques, he killed countless people and robbed countless people of their techniques and cultivation power, which was how he achieved his current status.
His hand suddenly pierced into his heart, and the power of the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder flashed in his hand, and then exploded!
Before he finished speaking, he was already a hundred meters away, at the top of a willow tree.
Ye Yunian looked into the main hall and cupped his hands: "I can't fight side by side with Fang Zheng. Today I join hands with his disciples to kill the enemy, which means my lifelong wish will be fulfilled."
When others move forward, taking a step forward is like touching the bowstring.
Ye Yunian walked slowly into Daqi Villa and said loudly as he walked: "Dian Cang Sect, Ye Yunian is here to visit."
boom!
While he was talking, his sword energy was flowing freely. Three hundred and sixteen incoming sword energies were deflected by him one by one. I never saw him take action, but the sword energy was lingering around him. His sword energy seemed to be autonomous. When the sword energy came, he would spontaneously attack it.
The sword array was activated, and 360 sword energies shot out from the sword array like 360 giant pythons, heading straight for Ye Yunian.
He stepped up the steps, and the guard reached out to grab him: "I don't care what the fuck you are, get out of here."
Ouch!
As long as An Zheng gets close, his cultivation power will continue to be absorbed by Yao Qingzhi.
"I said, no one is allowed to take away everything I have gained so hard."
"The practitioners on Diancang Mountain have never competed with the world. That's because the founder of the sect said that there are only two types of practitioners, one is for themselves, and the other is for the world. The people of Diancang Mountain are needed by the world When the world doesn’t need it, it’s for yourself.”
Inside the main entrance of Daqi Villa, in a large and flat square, 360 disciples with swords have already formed an array. The sword formation was originally prepared for An Zheng, but Ye Yunian walked in.
The hundred-meter-long hall was directly blown to pieces, and violent air waves swept out in all directions. The air wave destroyed everything in its path, leaving it devastated. What was a grand villa was 90% destroyed due to the gas explosion. The air wave reached the top of the mountain, and because it could not withstand the huge power, a small part of the top of the mountain was cut off. The rolling rocks swept down from above like a big wave, burying Daqi Villa.
The sword array was activated, and 360 sword energies shot out from the sword array like 360 giant pythons, heading straight for Ye Yunian.
An Zheng teleported out with a movement of his body, and those faces were thrown into the air. The next second, An Zheng appeared in front of Yao Qingzhi and punched Yao Qingzhi in the heart. However, Yao Qingzhi did not dodge, and directly received An Zheng's punch with his chest without any fear.
Immediately afterwards, his body began to bulge piece by piece, constantly twisting. Then his body grew larger and his skin became thinner and thinner. It was like a thin film, and all the internal organs inside could be seen clearly.
An Zheng teleported out with a movement of his body, and those faces were thrown into the air. The next second, An Zheng appeared in front of Yao Qingzhi and punched Yao Qingzhi in the heart. However, Yao Qingzhi did not dodge, and directly received An Zheng's punch with his chest without any fear.
An Zheng sneered: "He can't do it because he is too rigid. He always believes that evildoers cannot be punished without evidence. Even if everyone knows it, it cannot be done without evidence. But I am different. He is a law enforcement officer, and I It’s about eradicating evil. I don’t care about the country’s legal system, no matter what the evidence is, he represents the judicial department, and I represent myself!”
Yao Qingzhi stretched out his hand, and there was a black knife in his hand. The black knife seemed to be at least one and a half meters long. It was unknown whether it was carved or cast. It had densely packed text on it. It was unclear when it was dancing, and it looked like some complicated patterns.
This technique is really weird. No wonder Yao Qingzhi gets stronger as he fights. This is precisely because those who fight him will have their cultivation power sucked away by him if they are not careful. And Yao Qingzhi seems to have an endless backup base, and there will never be a time when the power of cultivation is exhausted.
The moment An Zheng's fist hit Yao Qingzhi's chest, Yao Qingzhi's chest exploded. But it wasn't An Zheng's punch that caused the explosion. It was a black crack that appeared on his chest. He opened his mouth, tore through his clothes and bit An Zheng's arm.
An Zheng flew out of the dust and smoke, and the scales of the holy fish transformed into a high wall, blocking all the falling stones.
Yao Qingzhi laughed loudly: "Do you really think that I have been able to survive for so many years just because of my fame? When I was struggling in the world, if I hadn't created this technique by myself, I might have been beaten by those who thought they were noble. Kill those who are born. As long as my black sword is still there, no one can get close to me."
He stepped up the steps, and the guard reached out to grab him: "I don't care what the fuck you are, get out of here."
"The practitioners on Diancang Mountain have never competed with the world. That's because the founder of the sect said that there are only two types of practitioners, one is for themselves, and the other is for the world. The people of Diancang Mountain are needed by the world When the world doesn’t need it, it’s for yourself.”
Yao Qingzhi laughed loudly: "Do you really think that I have been able to survive for so many years just because of my fame? When I was struggling in the world, if I hadn't created this technique by myself, I might have been beaten by those who thought they were noble. Kill those who are born. As long as my black sword is still there, no one can get close to me."
The skin stretched and was shockingly thin.
He stood with one hand stretched forward, his face was pale, but his eyes were firm, and he controlled the scales of the holy fish with one hand to resist the falling rocks. The other hand held a scholar in Tsing Yi who was covered in blood. Although he was seriously injured, he was still smiling silly and cheerfully.
A ball of power suddenly exploded from An Zheng's fist, which was the power of the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder.
Before he finished speaking, he was already a hundred meters away, at the top of a willow tree.
The sword light fell, and a big, ferocious-looking face suddenly burst out of the darkness. It had no eyes, nose, or ears, and only one mouth. The mouth was open, filled with black fangs. That mouth bit An Zheng's sword energy in one bite, and the power of cultivation in the sword energy was sucked in like a bursting river.
An Zheng held the sword in his right hand, pushed forward with his left hand, and a red sun flew forward.
An Zheng moved forward, and the Broken Army Sword came out in response. The sword fell and the sword broke.
The skin stretched and was shockingly thin.