This place is among mountains, and the surrounding mountains are natural barriers. Maybe the Zhou family knew about this place by chance a long time ago, so they ran tens of thousands of miles away from Daxi Jinling City to escape here. If An Zheng hadn't gotten the news about the Zhou family from Qi Mo, these people would really be able to settle down here and do evil.
An Zheng raised the flagpole with a twist of his wrist, and then thrust it downwards with its broken end. With a pop, such a thick piece of wood directly pierced Zhou Wentian's chest. The flagpole moved forward, and An Zheng pressed at least twenty meters of the flagpole into the earth. The big flag was stuffed into Zhou Wentian's chest.
The villagers kowtowed to An Zheng's back, but An Zheng did not stop. He began to chase and kill in Yandang Mountain, not sparing any of the practitioners of the Zhou family who had escaped before. No matter how far they fled, An Zheng killed them all. He was worried that after he left, even if one of those practitioners came back, it would be a disaster for the mountain people.
"I...as a minister of the Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom, I shall be loyal to His Majesty!"
An Zheng couldn't understand what kind of self-deception it was. A group of fugitives actually captured the mountain people in the deep mountains and established a country? Why do such absurd and bizarre things always happen, and why are ordinary people always oppressed by these people
He looked back at An Zheng, and his expression immediately changed. He had met An Zheng when he was at the Zhou family, and watched helplessly as An Zheng destroyed such a big family like theirs.
Changsun Qingchou: "It's even more shameless... From the beginning, I didn't plan to fight. But an emperor asked me to come. The emperor is the biggest. What can I do if I don't come? I've come and I've seen you, but I can't fight. Just leave, I guess it won’t be shameful to go back.”
Sin and I will never end.
An Zheng had now found the place where the Zhou family was entrenched, and naturally he would no longer hide himself. He walked and killed people all the way. At first, when the villagers saw An Zheng killing people, they were so scared that they turned around and ran away. Later, a young man rushed forward with An Zheng with an ax in his hand: "What are you afraid of? We will die anyway. Now we fight with this hero, we may still have a way to live. Rather than being enslaved to death, it is better to Give it a try.”
An Zheng looked at the mountain people who were building wooden houses in the basin jungle, and then at the evil men who kept beating the villagers with whips.
Zhou Wentian was not dead at this time. He raised his hand to pull the flag out of his chest. He held a corner of the flag with difficulty and looked at An Zheng with pleading eyes: "Save me, I... I give you." I will give you glory, wealth, and all my women. I will also give you all the treasures I brought from the Zhou family... ahem... from the Zhou family. Save me."
An Zheng handed him the jug, and Changsun Qingchou took it and took a sip, then grinned: "I still can't feel your heart. It seems that those stories in the story about how you can understand other people's lives with just one sip of wine are all Liar."
"No need, I will find it myself."
I will not compromise with sin.
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I don't negotiate with sin.
An Zheng looked at him, the cold light in his eyes seemed to pierce the man's heart.
An Zheng had now found the place where the Zhou family was entrenched, and naturally he would no longer hide himself. He walked and killed people all the way. At first, when the villagers saw An Zheng killing people, they were so scared that they turned around and ran away. Later, a young man rushed forward with An Zheng with an ax in his hand: "What are you afraid of? We will die anyway. Now we fight with this hero, we may still have a way to live. Rather than being enslaved to death, it is better to Give it a try.”
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders.
I will not compromise with sin.
I will not compromise with sin.
I will not compromise with sin.
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders.
The hoe stabbed into the servant's head with a pop. Although the old man was furious, he was not very strong after all. Half of the hoe went into the man's skull, and the other half was still outside. The servant was not dead for a moment. He struggled and started running wildly with a hoe on his head. He only ran out for three or four steps before he threw himself forward and fell to the ground, with his face stabbed hard on the ground.
Sin and I will never end.
An Zheng walked forward, and a patrol team of about a dozen people came across from the opposite side. After seeing An Zheng, the people in front were stunned for a moment: "Who are you?!"
An Zheng turned him sideways and hit his head against a big rock next to him: "I'll help you."
An Zheng said as he walked forward: "What you do is not as good as those grass bandits who have lived in the city in the fantasy world of Cangman Mountain. Hiding yourself in the mountains and becoming the emperor? Bullying the people brings you a lot of pleasure, right? ”
The villagers kowtowed to An Zheng's back, but An Zheng did not stop. He began to chase and kill in Yandang Mountain, not sparing any of the practitioners of the Zhou family who had escaped before. No matter how far they fled, An Zheng killed them all. He was worried that after he left, even if one of those practitioners came back, it would be a disaster for the mountain people.
The hoe stabbed into the servant's head with a pop. Although the old man was furious, he was not very strong after all. Half of the hoe went into the man's skull, and the other half was still outside. The servant was not dead for a moment. He struggled and started running wildly with a hoe on his head. He only ran out for three or four steps before he threw himself forward and fell to the ground, with his face stabbed hard on the ground.
An Zheng: "So?"
An Zheng jumped down from the mountainside, spreading his arms like an eagle flying high. He fell into the jungle and glanced at the guard post standing on the tree. He didn't even dodge. The light in his left eye flashed slightly. The practitioner who was only in the Sumeru realm was killed by the pupil technique. . The practitioner didn't even react to warn him, and fell down from the tree like a piece of wood.
An Zheng looked at him, the cold light in his eyes seemed to pierce the man's heart.
Yuwen Wuming shook his head: "Don't make trouble, I didn't plan to fight from the beginning. After finally leaving Jinling City, I want to return to Phoenix Tower. You are from the Holy Court, you come to fight."
An Zheng appeared in front of the man in a flash. He stretched out his left hand to grab the man's neck and twisted it. With a click, the man's head was pressed against his shoulder. An Zheng moved forward, pushing the body and hitting the second person. The next second, the person behind was smashed to pieces. The scene of a living person being smashed into pieces was so shocking. The pieces of flesh turned into sharp arrows and shot out, killing all the servants around him.
An Zheng shook his head: "Consecrate your own courage."
"I was wrong and I know I was wrong. Please let me go. I am willing to be a cow or a horse for you. I am a slave to you. Please don't kill me. I am willing to repay you."
An Zheng walked forward, and a patrol team of about a dozen people came across from the opposite side. After seeing An Zheng, the people in front were stunned for a moment: "Who are you?!"
An Zheng grabbed the man's neck, looked into his eyes and said, "He was dreaming about his emperor, what kind of spring and autumn dream are you dreaming about?" He lifted the man high, and the man's legs were still He wanted to kick An Zheng, but An Zheng just exerted a slight force on his wrist, and the man's body immediately softened. "
The moment she turned around, a cold light suddenly shot out from a distance. The cold light came so fast that even An Zheng didn't have time to react. Yuwen Wuming, who was closest to Yuwen Wuchen, only had time to stretch out his hand, and then dropped it feebly.
With a bang, the moment his head hit the stone, it was like a blood-red firework exploding. The middle-aged man's head was directly hit, and all the pieces of meat on his neck were scattered everywhere. An Zheng picked up half of the body and threw it out, smashing the so-called emperor of the Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom to the ground.
"I was wrong and I know I was wrong. Please let me go. I am willing to be a cow or a horse for you. I am a slave to you. Please don't kill me. I am willing to repay you."
An Zheng appeared in front of the man in a flash. He stretched out his left hand to grab the man's neck and twisted it. With a click, the man's head was pressed against his shoulder. An Zheng moved forward, pushing the body and hitting the second person. The next second, the person behind was smashed to pieces. The scene of a living person being smashed into pieces was so shocking. The pieces of flesh turned into sharp arrows and shot out, killing all the servants around him.
Yuwen Wuming shook his head: "Don't make trouble, I didn't plan to fight from the beginning. After finally leaving Jinling City, I want to return to Phoenix Tower. You are from the Holy Court, you come to fight."
"The Zhou family has fallen to this level, which is really despising."
I don't negotiate with sin.
An Zheng appeared in front of the man in a flash. He stretched out his left hand to grab the man's neck and twisted it. With a click, the man's head was pressed against his shoulder. An Zheng moved forward, pushing the body and hitting the second person. The next second, the person behind was smashed to pieces. The scene of a living person being smashed into pieces was so shocking. The pieces of flesh turned into sharp arrows and shot out, killing all the servants around him.
Changsun Qingchou: "It's even more shameless... From the beginning, I didn't plan to fight. But an emperor asked me to come. The emperor is the biggest. What can I do if I don't come? I've come and I've seen you, but I can't fight. Just leave, I guess it won’t be shameful to go back.”
The moment she turned around, a cold light suddenly shot out from a distance. The cold light came so fast that even An Zheng didn't have time to react. Yuwen Wuming, who was closest to Yuwen Wuchen, only had time to stretch out his hand, and then dropped it feebly.
"what's your name?"
An Zheng handed him the jug, and Changsun Qingchou took it and took a sip, then grinned: "I still can't feel your heart. It seems that those stories in the story about how you can understand other people's lives with just one sip of wine are all Liar."
An Zheng had now found the place where the Zhou family was entrenched, and naturally he would no longer hide himself. He walked and killed people all the way. At first, when the villagers saw An Zheng killing people, they were so scared that they turned around and ran away. Later, a young man rushed forward with An Zheng with an ax in his hand: "What are you afraid of? We will die anyway. Now we fight with this hero, we may still have a way to live. Rather than being enslaved to death, it is better to Give it a try.”
"No need, I will find it myself."
An Zheng let out a long breath, sat down on a stone on the side of the road, took out a bottle of wine and took a sip: "Want to fight?"
An Zheng jumped down from the mountainside, spreading his arms like an eagle flying high. He fell into the jungle and glanced at the guard post standing on the tree. He didn't even dodge. The light in his left eye flashed slightly. The practitioner who was only in the Sumeru realm was killed by the pupil technique. . The practitioner didn't even react to warn him, and fell down from the tree like a piece of wood.
"You... why are you still haunted!"
I will not compromise with sin.
He walked up to An Zheng and stretched out his hand: "I heard that you only drink the strongest wine, which is a bit inconsistent with what I know about you. I know that you wear the best, eat the best, and live in the best, but you Why do you only like to drink such bad wine?”
When one person started to fight with An, more and more people gathered behind him. The mountain people rushed forward with axes, sticks, and anything that could be used as weapons. Those servants who were holding whips and showing off their power before were beaten to a pulp. An Zheng killed all the practitioners by himself. How could the remaining servants who didn't know how to practice stop the tide of mountain people
An Zheng let out a long breath, sat down on a stone on the side of the road, took out a bottle of wine and took a sip: "Want to fight?"
He looked back at An Zheng, and his expression immediately changed. He had met An Zheng when he was at the Zhou family, and watched helplessly as An Zheng destroyed such a big family like theirs.
Soon, An Zheng reached the center, where there was a waterfall. Although it was not big, the water flow was very fast. Several naked girls were tied under the waterfall. Under the rapids, the girls were hit in pain, and they kept wailing for help. And even though the shouts of killing outside were shaking the sky, the young man known as the Emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom was still sitting there watching the abused girls clapping his hands and laughing.
An Zheng walked forward, and a patrol team of about a dozen people came across from the opposite side. After seeing An Zheng, the people in front were stunned for a moment: "Who are you?!"
An Zheng handed him the jug, and Changsun Qingchou took it and took a sip, then grinned: "I still can't feel your heart. It seems that those stories in the story about how you can understand other people's lives with just one sip of wine are all Liar."
An Zheng couldn't help but laugh: "You are very funny."
"I... I, my name is Zhou Wentian."
He looked back at An Zheng, and his expression immediately changed. He had met An Zheng when he was at the Zhou family, and watched helplessly as An Zheng destroyed such a big family like theirs.
Zhou Wentian was not dead at this time. He raised his hand to pull the flag out of his chest. He held a corner of the flag with difficulty and looked at An Zheng with pleading eyes: "Save me, I... I give you." I will give you glory, wealth, and all my women. I will also give you all the treasures I brought from the Zhou family... ahem... from the Zhou family. Save me."
The cold light directly penetrated Yuwen Wuchen's heart, and the white dress was immediately stained red with blood.
An Zheng: "So?"
Yuwen Wuchen turned around and left: "Why come?"
"You... why are you still haunted!"
An Zheng looked at the mountain people who were building wooden houses in the basin jungle, and then at the evil men who kept beating the villagers with whips.
An Zheng jumped down from the mountainside, spreading his arms like an eagle flying high. He fell into the jungle and glanced at the guard post standing on the tree. He didn't even dodge. The light in his left eye flashed slightly. The practitioner who was only in the Sumeru realm was killed by the pupil technique. . The practitioner didn't even react to warn him, and fell down from the tree like a piece of wood.
Yuwen Wuming leaned against the carriage: "You said this, it seems that you have played it before?"
The cold light directly penetrated Yuwen Wuchen's heart, and the white dress was immediately stained red with blood.
An Zheng stepped forward, and suddenly a cultivator from the Zhou family rushed over behind him. It was the middle-aged man known as Lord Hou that An Zheng had seen in the cave before. While he was frantically attacking An Zheng, he shouted at the young man: "Your Majesty, leave quickly, I will stop this devil."
"You... why are you still haunted!"
An Zheng looked at him, the cold light in his eyes seemed to pierce the man's heart.
When one person started to fight with An, more and more people gathered behind him. The mountain people rushed forward with axes, sticks, and anything that could be used as weapons. Those servants who were holding whips and showing off their power before were beaten to a pulp. An Zheng killed all the practitioners by himself. How could the remaining servants who didn't know how to practice stop the tide of mountain people
An Zheng looked at him, the cold light in his eyes seemed to pierce the man's heart.
An Zheng walked forward, and a patrol team of about a dozen people came across from the opposite side. After seeing An Zheng, the people in front were stunned for a moment: "Who are you?!"
With the smell of blood all over his body, An Zheng left Yandang Mountain. As soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw three people standing opposite him. An extremely luxurious-looking carriage was parked on the roadside. A woman in white stood beside the carriage, as if she was cold, her shoulders trembling slightly. She looked at An Zheng, the meaning in her eyes was very complicated.
"I was wrong and I know I was wrong. Please let me go. I am willing to be a cow or a horse for you. I am a slave to you. Please don't kill me. I am willing to repay you."
An Zheng couldn't understand what kind of self-deception it was. A group of fugitives actually captured the mountain people in the deep mountains and established a country? Why do such absurd and bizarre things always happen, and why are ordinary people always oppressed by these people
An Zheng grabbed the man's neck, looked into his eyes and said, "He was dreaming about his emperor, what kind of spring and autumn dream are you dreaming about?" He lifted the man high, and the man's legs were still He wanted to kick An Zheng, but An Zheng just exerted a slight force on his wrist, and the man's body immediately softened. "
"The Zhou family has fallen to this level, which is really despising."
When one person started to fight with An, more and more people gathered behind him. The mountain people rushed forward with axes, sticks, and anything that could be used as weapons. Those servants who were holding whips and showing off their power before were beaten to a pulp. An Zheng killed all the practitioners by himself. How could the remaining servants who didn't know how to practice stop the tide of mountain people
"With the flag on your chest, you are such a good emperor."
The villagers kowtowed to An Zheng's back, but An Zheng did not stop. He began to chase and kill in Yandang Mountain, not sparing any of the practitioners of the Zhou family who had escaped before. No matter how far they fled, An Zheng killed them all. He was worried that after he left, even if one of those practitioners came back, it would be a disaster for the mountain people.
He looked back at An Zheng, and his expression immediately changed. He had met An Zheng when he was at the Zhou family, and watched helplessly as An Zheng destroyed such a big family like theirs.
An Zheng shook his head: "Consecrate your own courage."
This place is among mountains, and the surrounding mountains are natural barriers. Maybe the Zhou family knew about this place by chance a long time ago, so they ran tens of thousands of miles away from Daxi Jinling City to escape here. If An Zheng hadn't gotten the news about the Zhou family from Qi Mo, these people would really be able to settle down here and do evil.
Changsun Qingchou was slightly startled: "It's a bit shameless."
An Zheng said as he walked forward: "What you do is not as good as those grass bandits who have lived in the city in the fantasy world of Cangman Mountain. Hiding yourself in the mountains and becoming the emperor? Bullying the people brings you a lot of pleasure, right? ”
An Zheng appeared in front of the man in a flash. He stretched out his left hand to grab the man's neck and twisted it. With a click, the man's head was pressed against his shoulder. An Zheng moved forward, pushing the body and hitting the second person. The next second, the person behind was smashed to pieces. The scene of a living person being smashed into pieces was so shocking. The pieces of flesh turned into sharp arrows and shot out, killing all the servants around him.
An Zheng appeared in front of the man in a flash. He stretched out his left hand to grab the man's neck and twisted it. With a click, the man's head was pressed against his shoulder. An Zheng moved forward, pushing the body and hitting the second person. The next second, the person behind was smashed to pieces. The scene of a living person being smashed into pieces was so shocking. The pieces of flesh turned into sharp arrows and shot out, killing all the servants around him.
Yuwen Wuming stood in front. After being silent for a while, he could only raise his hand and wave: "Hello."
An Zheng let out a long breath, sat down on a stone on the side of the road, took out a bottle of wine and took a sip: "Want to fight?"
"I... I, my name is Zhou Wentian."
An Zheng had now found the place where the Zhou family was entrenched, and naturally he would no longer hide himself. He walked and killed people all the way. At first, when the villagers saw An Zheng killing people, they were so scared that they turned around and ran away. Later, a young man rushed forward with An Zheng with an ax in his hand: "What are you afraid of? We will die anyway. Now we fight with this hero, we may still have a way to live. Rather than being enslaved to death, it is better to Give it a try.”
Changsun Qingchou: "It's even more shameless... From the beginning, I didn't plan to fight. But an emperor asked me to come. The emperor is the biggest. What can I do if I don't come? I've come and I've seen you, but I can't fight. Just leave, I guess it won’t be shameful to go back.”
An Zheng stepped forward, and suddenly a cultivator from the Zhou family rushed over behind him. It was the middle-aged man known as Lord Hou that An Zheng had seen in the cave before. While he was frantically attacking An Zheng, he shouted at the young man: "Your Majesty, leave quickly, I will stop this devil."
An Zheng appeared in front of the man in a flash. He stretched out his left hand to grab the man's neck and twisted it. With a click, the man's head was pressed against his shoulder. An Zheng moved forward, pushing the body and hitting the second person. The next second, the person behind was smashed to pieces. The scene of a living person being smashed into pieces was so shocking. The pieces of flesh turned into sharp arrows and shot out, killing all the servants around him.
Yuwen Wuchen turned around and left: "Why come?"
Yuwen Wuming shut up and turned to look at his sister Yuwen Wuchen: "Whether you want to hit her or not, if you do, I'll wait for you for a while."
An Zheng turned around and saw that the mountain people had gathered. The injured boy plopped down and knelt down in front of An Zheng, with his forehead on the ground: "Immortal, thank you for saving us all. What is the Immortal's name? We will worship him every day after we return."
She lowered her head and looked at her heart, her eyes gradually blurring: "My heart is broken... It really hurts."
"No need, I will find it myself."
An Zheng grabbed the man's neck, looked into his eyes and said, "He was dreaming about his emperor, what kind of spring and autumn dream are you dreaming about?" He lifted the man high, and the man's legs were still He wanted to kick An Zheng, but An Zheng just exerted a slight force on his wrist, and the man's body immediately softened. "
An Zheng shook his head: "Consecrate your own courage."
Yuwen Wuming leaned against the carriage: "You said this, it seems that you have played it before?"
"I...as a minister of the Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom, I shall be loyal to His Majesty!"
Yuwen Wuming stood in front. After being silent for a while, he could only raise his hand and wave: "Hello."
Changsun Qingchou: "It's even more shameless... From the beginning, I didn't plan to fight. But an emperor asked me to come. The emperor is the biggest. What can I do if I don't come? I've come and I've seen you, but I can't fight. Just leave, I guess it won’t be shameful to go back.”
"You... why are you still haunted!"
Changsun Qingchou was slightly startled: "It's a bit shameless."
He walked up to An Zheng and stretched out his hand: "I heard that you only drink the strongest wine, which is a bit inconsistent with what I know about you. I know that you wear the best, eat the best, and live in the best, but you Why do you only like to drink such bad wine?”
An Zheng stepped forward, and suddenly a cultivator from the Zhou family rushed over behind him. It was the middle-aged man known as Lord Hou that An Zheng had seen in the cave before. While he was frantically attacking An Zheng, he shouted at the young man: "Your Majesty, leave quickly, I will stop this devil."
An Zheng couldn't help but laugh: "You are very funny."
The moment she turned around, a cold light suddenly shot out from a distance. The cold light came so fast that even An Zheng didn't have time to react. Yuwen Wuming, who was closest to Yuwen Wuchen, only had time to stretch out his hand, and then dropped it feebly.
An Zheng turned him sideways and hit his head against a big rock next to him: "I'll help you."
An Zheng couldn't help but laugh: "You are very funny."
The cold light directly penetrated Yuwen Wuchen's heart, and the white dress was immediately stained red with blood.
The moment she turned around, a cold light suddenly shot out from a distance. The cold light came so fast that even An Zheng didn't have time to react. Yuwen Wuming, who was closest to Yuwen Wuchen, only had time to stretch out his hand, and then dropped it feebly.
She lowered her head and looked at her heart, her eyes gradually blurring: "My heart is broken... It really hurts."
Zhou Wentian was not dead at this time. He raised his hand to pull the flag out of his chest. He held a corner of the flag with difficulty and looked at An Zheng with pleading eyes: "Save me, I... I give you." I will give you glory, wealth, and all my women. I will also give you all the treasures I brought from the Zhou family... ahem... from the Zhou family. Save me."
With a bang, the moment his head hit the stone, it was like a blood-red firework exploding. The middle-aged man's head was directly hit, and all the pieces of meat on his neck were scattered everywhere. An Zheng picked up half of the body and threw it out, smashing the so-called emperor of the Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom to the ground.
An Zheng jumped down from the mountainside, spreading his arms like an eagle flying high. He fell into the jungle and glanced at the guard post standing on the tree. He didn't even dodge. The light in his left eye flashed slightly. The practitioner who was only in the Sumeru realm was killed by the pupil technique. . The practitioner didn't even react to warn him, and fell down from the tree like a piece of wood.
Changsun Qingchou: "I'm wondering what will happen between the three of us and you if there's a fight."
He released his third eye and found the place where Zhou Wentian's treasure was hidden within a moment. There is actually a cave just behind the waterfall with many large boxes piled inside. After An Zheng opened it, he asked the mountain people to take the property back. He found the reincarnation disk in a jade box. It looks like an ordinary compass with a Bagua chart on it and a pointer in the middle. An Zheng put away his things, turned around and left.
When one person started to fight with An, more and more people gathered behind him. The mountain people rushed forward with axes, sticks, and anything that could be used as weapons. Those servants who were holding whips and showing off their power before were beaten to a pulp. An Zheng killed all the practitioners by himself. How could the remaining servants who didn't know how to practice stop the tide of mountain people
An Zheng had now found the place where the Zhou family was entrenched, and naturally he would no longer hide himself. He walked and killed people all the way. At first, when the villagers saw An Zheng killing people, they were so scared that they turned around and ran away. Later, a young man rushed forward with An Zheng with an ax in his hand: "What are you afraid of? We will die anyway. Now we fight with this hero, we may still have a way to live. Rather than being enslaved to death, it is better to Give it a try.”
"I... I, my name is Zhou Wentian."
In the distance, the common people surrounded the servants and beat them randomly, using hoes, poles, sickles, and all kinds of usable things. A servant was kneeling there with his face covered in blood, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
With a bang, the moment his head hit the stone, it was like a blood-red firework exploding. The middle-aged man's head was directly hit, and all the pieces of meat on his neck were scattered everywhere. An Zheng picked up half of the body and threw it out, smashing the so-called emperor of the Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom to the ground.
An Zheng said as he walked forward: "What you do is not as good as those grass bandits who have lived in the city in the fantasy world of Cangman Mountain. Hiding yourself in the mountains and becoming the emperor? Bullying the people brings you a lot of pleasure, right? ”
"With the flag on your chest, you are such a good emperor."
"I was wrong and I know I was wrong. Please let me go. I am willing to be a cow or a horse for you. I am a slave to you. Please don't kill me. I am willing to repay you."
An Zheng had now found the place where the Zhou family was entrenched, and naturally he would no longer hide himself. He walked and killed people all the way. At first, when the villagers saw An Zheng killing people, they were so scared that they turned around and ran away. Later, a young man rushed forward with An Zheng with an ax in his hand: "What are you afraid of? We will die anyway. Now we fight with this hero, we may still have a way to live. Rather than being enslaved to death, it is better to Give it a try.”
An Zheng stepped forward, and suddenly a cultivator from the Zhou family rushed over behind him. It was the middle-aged man known as Lord Hou that An Zheng had seen in the cave before. While he was frantically attacking An Zheng, he shouted at the young man: "Your Majesty, leave quickly, I will stop this devil."
With the smell of blood all over his body, An Zheng left Yandang Mountain. As soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw three people standing opposite him. An extremely luxurious-looking carriage was parked on the roadside. A woman in white stood beside the carriage, as if she was cold, her shoulders trembling slightly. She looked at An Zheng, the meaning in her eyes was very complicated.
She lowered her head and looked at her heart, her eyes gradually blurring: "My heart is broken... It really hurts."
An Zheng grabbed the man's neck, looked into his eyes and said, "He was dreaming about his emperor, what kind of spring and autumn dream are you dreaming about?" He lifted the man high, and the man's legs were still He wanted to kick An Zheng, but An Zheng just exerted a slight force on his wrist, and the man's body immediately softened. "
An Zheng raised his foot and stepped on the top of the flagpole that was exposed outside Zhou Wentian's chest. He pressed his foot down and with a pop, the flagpole completely entered the earth.
An old man swung the hoe in his hand: "When you harmed my daughter, did you ever think about what would happen today?"
An Zheng couldn't understand what kind of self-deception it was. A group of fugitives actually captured the mountain people in the deep mountains and established a country? Why do such absurd and bizarre things always happen, and why are ordinary people always oppressed by these people
An Zheng said as he walked forward: "What you do is not as good as those grass bandits who have lived in the city in the fantasy world of Cangman Mountain. Hiding yourself in the mountains and becoming the emperor? Bullying the people brings you a lot of pleasure, right? ”
The hoe stabbed into the servant's head with a pop. Although the old man was furious, he was not very strong after all. Half of the hoe went into the man's skull, and the other half was still outside. The servant was not dead for a moment. He struggled and started running wildly with a hoe on his head. He only ran out for three or four steps before he threw himself forward and fell to the ground, with his face stabbed hard on the ground.
The moment she turned around, a cold light suddenly shot out from a distance. The cold light came so fast that even An Zheng didn't have time to react. Yuwen Wuming, who was closest to Yuwen Wuchen, only had time to stretch out his hand, and then dropped it feebly.
Changsun Qingchou: "It's even more shameless... From the beginning, I didn't plan to fight. But an emperor asked me to come. The emperor is the biggest. What can I do if I don't come? I've come and I've seen you, but I can't fight. Just leave, I guess it won’t be shameful to go back.”
He looked back at An Zheng, and his expression immediately changed. He had met An Zheng when he was at the Zhou family, and watched helplessly as An Zheng destroyed such a big family like theirs.
An Zheng raised the flagpole with a twist of his wrist, and then thrust it downwards with its broken end. With a pop, such a thick piece of wood directly pierced Zhou Wentian's chest. The flagpole moved forward, and An Zheng pressed at least twenty meters of the flagpole into the earth. The big flag was stuffed into Zhou Wentian's chest.
An Zheng looked at the mountain people who were building wooden houses in the basin jungle, and then at the evil men who kept beating the villagers with whips.
"The Zhou family has fallen to this level, which is really despising."
The old man chased after him, stepped on his neck, held the hoe with both hands and began to pull it out. The stuck was very strong. He twisted back and forth several times, and finally he broke a piece of skull with a click before he could pull out the hoe.
An Zheng: "So?"
Changsun Qingchou: "I'm wondering what will happen between the three of us and you if there's a fight."
Yuwen Wuming stood in front. After being silent for a while, he could only raise his hand and wave: "Hello."
The moment she turned around, a cold light suddenly shot out from a distance. The cold light came so fast that even An Zheng didn't have time to react. Yuwen Wuming, who was closest to Yuwen Wuchen, only had time to stretch out his hand, and then dropped it feebly.
An Zheng raised his foot and stepped on the top of the flagpole that was exposed outside Zhou Wentian's chest. He pressed his foot down and with a pop, the flagpole completely entered the earth.
With the smell of blood all over his body, An Zheng left Yandang Mountain. As soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw three people standing opposite him. An extremely luxurious-looking carriage was parked on the roadside. A woman in white stood beside the carriage, as if she was cold, her shoulders trembling slightly. She looked at An Zheng, the meaning in her eyes was very complicated.
Yuwen Wuchen turned around and left: "Why come?"
The rusty hoe was now covered with blood and white brains. The old man was extremely sad and angry, and he held the hoe tightly and smashed it down one by one. After a while, the servant's head was shattered into pulp.
"Everyone, please stop being cowards. If we had resisted, we could have died with dignity."
An Zheng turned around and saw that the mountain people had gathered. The injured boy plopped down and knelt down in front of An Zheng, with his forehead on the ground: "Immortal, thank you for saving us all. What is the Immortal's name? We will worship him every day after we return."
An Zheng couldn't understand what kind of self-deception it was. A group of fugitives actually captured the mountain people in the deep mountains and established a country? Why do such absurd and bizarre things always happen, and why are ordinary people always oppressed by these people
The young man from before rushed forward with the scythe in his hand, and he was hit by an arrow in his shoulder without even knowing it. The arrow stuck in his shoulder was still trembling as he ran, and blood flowed down his cloth.
Zhou Wentian was not dead at this time. He raised his hand to pull the flag out of his chest. He held a corner of the flag with difficulty and looked at An Zheng with pleading eyes: "Save me, I... I give you." I will give you glory, wealth, and all my women. I will also give you all the treasures I brought from the Zhou family... ahem... from the Zhou family. Save me."
An Zheng raised his foot and stepped on the top of the flagpole that was exposed outside Zhou Wentian's chest. He pressed his foot down and with a pop, the flagpole completely entered the earth.
This place is among mountains, and the surrounding mountains are natural barriers. Maybe the Zhou family knew about this place by chance a long time ago, so they ran tens of thousands of miles away from Daxi Jinling City to escape here. If An Zheng hadn't gotten the news about the Zhou family from Qi Mo, these people would really be able to settle down here and do evil.
"Everyone, please stop being cowards. If we had resisted, we could have died with dignity."
Yuwen Wuming shook his head: "Don't make trouble, I didn't plan to fight from the beginning. After finally leaving Jinling City, I want to return to Phoenix Tower. You are from the Holy Court, you come to fight."
An Zheng handed him the jug, and Changsun Qingchou took it and took a sip, then grinned: "I still can't feel your heart. It seems that those stories in the story about how you can understand other people's lives with just one sip of wine are all Liar."
Zhou Wentian was not dead at this time. He raised his hand to pull the flag out of his chest. He held a corner of the flag with difficulty and looked at An Zheng with pleading eyes: "Save me, I... I give you." I will give you glory, wealth, and all my women. I will also give you all the treasures I brought from the Zhou family... ahem... from the Zhou family. Save me."
"I was wrong and I know I was wrong. Please let me go. I am willing to be a cow or a horse for you. I am a slave to you. Please don't kill me. I am willing to repay you."
The young man from before rushed forward with the scythe in his hand, and he was hit by an arrow in his shoulder without even knowing it. The arrow stuck in his shoulder was still trembling as he ran, and blood flowed down his cloth.
Changsun Qingchou: "I'm wondering what will happen between the three of us and you if there's a fight."
The hoe stabbed into the servant's head with a pop. Although the old man was furious, he was not very strong after all. Half of the hoe went into the man's skull, and the other half was still outside. The servant was not dead for a moment. He struggled and started running wildly with a hoe on his head. He only ran out for three or four steps before he threw himself forward and fell to the ground, with his face stabbed hard on the ground.
"Well, he is the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom, right?"
An Zheng turned around and glanced at the big flag with the words Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom written on it. The flagpole was as thick as the top of his thigh. An Zheng went over and slashed down with his palm diagonally. His palm was like a sharp blade, and the thick flagpole was cut off directly by him. The fracture is slanted and quite sharp. An Zheng grabbed the flagpole with one hand and dragged it back, walking up to the young man.
Yuwen Wuming stood there and glanced at An Zheng, then at Changsun Qingchou behind him: "I can't beat you, but he can."
This place is among mountains, and the surrounding mountains are natural barriers. Maybe the Zhou family knew about this place by chance a long time ago, so they ran tens of thousands of miles away from Daxi Jinling City to escape here. If An Zheng hadn't gotten the news about the Zhou family from Qi Mo, these people would really be able to settle down here and do evil.
An Zheng couldn't help but laugh: "You are very funny."
The rusty hoe was now covered with blood and white brains. The old man was extremely sad and angry, and he held the hoe tightly and smashed it down one by one. After a while, the servant's head was shattered into pulp.
An Zheng couldn't understand what kind of self-deception it was. A group of fugitives actually captured the mountain people in the deep mountains and established a country? Why do such absurd and bizarre things always happen, and why are ordinary people always oppressed by these people
Changsun Qingchou was slightly startled: "It's a bit shameless."
The villagers kowtowed to An Zheng's back, but An Zheng did not stop. He began to chase and kill in Yandang Mountain, not sparing any of the practitioners of the Zhou family who had escaped before. No matter how far they fled, An Zheng killed them all. He was worried that after he left, even if one of those practitioners came back, it would be a disaster for the mountain people.
"what's your name?"
An old man swung the hoe in his hand: "When you harmed my daughter, did you ever think about what would happen today?"
Yuwen Wuming stood there and glanced at An Zheng, then at Changsun Qingchou behind him: "I can't beat you, but he can."
An Zheng looked at him, the cold light in his eyes seemed to pierce the man's heart.
An Zheng jumped down from the mountainside, spreading his arms like an eagle flying high. He fell into the jungle and glanced at the guard post standing on the tree. He didn't even dodge. The light in his left eye flashed slightly. The practitioner who was only in the Sumeru realm was killed by the pupil technique. . The practitioner didn't even react to warn him, and fell down from the tree like a piece of wood.
An Zheng raised his foot and stepped on the top of the flagpole that was exposed outside Zhou Wentian's chest. He pressed his foot down and with a pop, the flagpole completely entered the earth.
Changsun Qingchou looked back at Yuwen Wuming and said, "If you say one more thing, I will help him kill you."
The old man chased after him, stepped on his neck, held the hoe with both hands and began to pull it out. The stuck was very strong. He twisted back and forth several times, and finally he broke a piece of skull with a click before he could pull out the hoe.
"I... I, my name is Zhou Wentian."
"You... why are you still haunted!"
She lowered her head and looked at her heart, her eyes gradually blurring: "My heart is broken... It really hurts."
The cold light directly penetrated Yuwen Wuchen's heart, and the white dress was immediately stained red with blood.
This place is among mountains, and the surrounding mountains are natural barriers. Maybe the Zhou family knew about this place by chance a long time ago, so they ran tens of thousands of miles away from Daxi Jinling City to escape here. If An Zheng hadn't gotten the news about the Zhou family from Qi Mo, these people would really be able to settle down here and do evil.
"Well, he is the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom, right?"
"The Zhou family has fallen to this level, which is really despising."
An Zheng: "You can beat me."
"I... I, my name is Zhou Wentian."
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An Zheng raised the flagpole with a twist of his wrist, and then thrust it downwards with its broken end. With a pop, such a thick piece of wood directly pierced Zhou Wentian's chest. The flagpole moved forward, and An Zheng pressed at least twenty meters of the flagpole into the earth. The big flag was stuffed into Zhou Wentian's chest.
Changsun Qingchou was slightly startled: "It's a bit shameless."
Changsun Qingchou: "I'm wondering what will happen between the three of us and you if there's a fight."
Yuwen Wuming stood there and glanced at An Zheng, then at Changsun Qingchou behind him: "I can't beat you, but he can."
I will not compromise with sin.
"With the flag on your chest, you are such a good emperor."
He walked up to An Zheng and stretched out his hand: "I heard that you only drink the strongest wine, which is a bit inconsistent with what I know about you. I know that you wear the best, eat the best, and live in the best, but you Why do you only like to drink such bad wine?”
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Zhou Wentian was not dead at this time. He raised his hand to pull the flag out of his chest. He held a corner of the flag with difficulty and looked at An Zheng with pleading eyes: "Save me, I... I give you." I will give you glory, wealth, and all my women. I will also give you all the treasures I brought from the Zhou family... ahem... from the Zhou family. Save me."
An Zheng walked forward, and a patrol team of about a dozen people came across from the opposite side. After seeing An Zheng, the people in front were stunned for a moment: "Who are you?!"
The rusty hoe was now covered with blood and white brains. The old man was extremely sad and angry, and he held the hoe tightly and smashed it down one by one. After a while, the servant's head was shattered into pulp.
Soon, An Zheng reached the center, where there was a waterfall. Although it was not big, the water flow was very fast. Several naked girls were tied under the waterfall. Under the rapids, the girls were hit in pain, and they kept wailing for help. And even though the shouts of killing outside were shaking the sky, the young man known as the Emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom was still sitting there watching the abused girls clapping his hands and laughing.
He walked up to An Zheng and stretched out his hand: "I heard that you only drink the strongest wine, which is a bit inconsistent with what I know about you. I know that you wear the best, eat the best, and live in the best, but you Why do you only like to drink such bad wine?”
An Zheng raised his foot and stepped on the top of the flagpole that was exposed outside Zhou Wentian's chest. He pressed his foot down and with a pop, the flagpole completely entered the earth.
I will not compromise with sin.
An Zheng jumped down from the mountainside, spreading his arms like an eagle flying high. He fell into the jungle and glanced at the guard post standing on the tree. He didn't even dodge. The light in his left eye flashed slightly. The practitioner who was only in the Sumeru realm was killed by the pupil technique. . The practitioner didn't even react to warn him, and fell down from the tree like a piece of wood.
"You... why are you still haunted!"
He walked up to An Zheng and stretched out his hand: "I heard that you only drink the strongest wine, which is a bit inconsistent with what I know about you. I know that you wear the best, eat the best, and live in the best, but you Why do you only like to drink such bad wine?”
The cold light directly penetrated Yuwen Wuchen's heart, and the white dress was immediately stained red with blood.
An Zheng had now found the place where the Zhou family was entrenched, and naturally he would no longer hide himself. He walked and killed people all the way. At first, when the villagers saw An Zheng killing people, they were so scared that they turned around and ran away. Later, a young man rushed forward with An Zheng with an ax in his hand: "What are you afraid of? We will die anyway. Now we fight with this hero, we may still have a way to live. Rather than being enslaved to death, it is better to Give it a try.”
An Zheng let out a long breath, sat down on a stone on the side of the road, took out a bottle of wine and took a sip: "Want to fight?"
Zhou Wentian was not dead at this time. He raised his hand to pull the flag out of his chest. He held a corner of the flag with difficulty and looked at An Zheng with pleading eyes: "Save me, I... I give you." I will give you glory, wealth, and all my women. I will also give you all the treasures I brought from the Zhou family... ahem... from the Zhou family. Save me."
"No need, I will find it myself."
This place is among mountains, and the surrounding mountains are natural barriers. Maybe the Zhou family knew about this place by chance a long time ago, so they ran tens of thousands of miles away from Daxi Jinling City to escape here. If An Zheng hadn't gotten the news about the Zhou family from Qi Mo, these people would really be able to settle down here and do evil.
An Zheng raised the flagpole with a twist of his wrist, and then thrust it downwards with its broken end. With a pop, such a thick piece of wood directly pierced Zhou Wentian's chest. The flagpole moved forward, and An Zheng pressed at least twenty meters of the flagpole into the earth. The big flag was stuffed into Zhou Wentian's chest.
The hoe stabbed into the servant's head with a pop. Although the old man was furious, he was not very strong after all. Half of the hoe went into the man's skull, and the other half was still outside. The servant was not dead for a moment. He struggled and started running wildly with a hoe on his head. He only ran out for three or four steps before he threw himself forward and fell to the ground, with his face stabbed hard on the ground.
Changsun Qingchou: "It's even more shameless... From the beginning, I didn't plan to fight. But an emperor asked me to come. The emperor is the biggest. What can I do if I don't come? I've come and I've seen you, but I can't fight. Just leave, I guess it won’t be shameful to go back.”
Yuwen Wuming stood there and glanced at An Zheng, then at Changsun Qingchou behind him: "I can't beat you, but he can."
An Zheng shook his head: "Consecrate your own courage."
An Zheng turned around and saw that the mountain people had gathered. The injured boy plopped down and knelt down in front of An Zheng, with his forehead on the ground: "Immortal, thank you for saving us all. What is the Immortal's name? We will worship him every day after we return."
Changsun Qingchou: "But I don't know how to fight. My cultivation level is enough to crush you, but I will definitely lose if I fight with you... because I really don't know how to fight."
Soon, An Zheng reached the center, where there was a waterfall. Although it was not big, the water flow was very fast. Several naked girls were tied under the waterfall. Under the rapids, the girls were hit in pain, and they kept wailing for help. And even though the shouts of killing outside were shaking the sky, the young man known as the Emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom was still sitting there watching the abused girls clapping his hands and laughing.
Changsun Qingchou: "I'm wondering what will happen between the three of us and you if there's a fight."
The moment she turned around, a cold light suddenly shot out from a distance. The cold light came so fast that even An Zheng didn't have time to react. Yuwen Wuming, who was closest to Yuwen Wuchen, only had time to stretch out his hand, and then dropped it feebly.
The old man chased after him, stepped on his neck, held the hoe with both hands and began to pull it out. The stuck was very strong. He twisted back and forth several times, and finally he broke a piece of skull with a click before he could pull out the hoe.
"what's your name?"
An Zheng jumped down from the mountainside, spreading his arms like an eagle flying high. He fell into the jungle and glanced at the guard post standing on the tree. He didn't even dodge. The light in his left eye flashed slightly. The practitioner who was only in the Sumeru realm was killed by the pupil technique. . The practitioner didn't even react to warn him, and fell down from the tree like a piece of wood.
An Zheng shook his head: "Consecrate your own courage."
An Zheng looked at him, the cold light in his eyes seemed to pierce the man's heart.
She lowered her head and looked at her heart, her eyes gradually blurring: "My heart is broken... It really hurts."
With a bang, the moment his head hit the stone, it was like a blood-red firework exploding. The middle-aged man's head was directly hit, and all the pieces of meat on his neck were scattered everywhere. An Zheng picked up half of the body and threw it out, smashing the so-called emperor of the Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom to the ground.
The rusty hoe was now covered with blood and white brains. The old man was extremely sad and angry, and he held the hoe tightly and smashed it down one by one. After a while, the servant's head was shattered into pulp.
An Zheng couldn't help but laugh: "You are very funny."
The rusty hoe was now covered with blood and white brains. The old man was extremely sad and angry, and he held the hoe tightly and smashed it down one by one. After a while, the servant's head was shattered into pulp.
Yuwen Wuming shut up and turned to look at his sister Yuwen Wuchen: "Whether you want to hit her or not, if you do, I'll wait for you for a while."
He released his third eye and found the place where Zhou Wentian's treasure was hidden within a moment. There is actually a cave just behind the waterfall with many large boxes piled inside. After An Zheng opened it, he asked the mountain people to take the property back. He found the reincarnation disk in a jade box. It looks like an ordinary compass with a Bagua chart on it and a pointer in the middle. An Zheng put away his things, turned around and left.
"what's your name?"
Yuwen Wuming shook his head: "Don't make trouble, I didn't plan to fight from the beginning. After finally leaving Jinling City, I want to return to Phoenix Tower. You are from the Holy Court, you come to fight."
The villagers kowtowed to An Zheng's back, but An Zheng did not stop. He began to chase and kill in Yandang Mountain, not sparing any of the practitioners of the Zhou family who had escaped before. No matter how far they fled, An Zheng killed them all. He was worried that after he left, even if one of those practitioners came back, it would be a disaster for the mountain people.
An Zheng turned around and glanced at the big flag with the words Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom written on it. The flagpole was as thick as the top of his thigh. An Zheng went over and slashed down with his palm diagonally. His palm was like a sharp blade, and the thick flagpole was cut off directly by him. The fracture is slanted and quite sharp. An Zheng grabbed the flagpole with one hand and dragged it back, walking up to the young man.
An Zheng looked at the mountain people who were building wooden houses in the basin jungle, and then at the evil men who kept beating the villagers with whips.
"I was wrong and I know I was wrong. Please let me go. I am willing to be a cow or a horse for you. I am a slave to you. Please don't kill me. I am willing to repay you."
This place is among mountains, and the surrounding mountains are natural barriers. Maybe the Zhou family knew about this place by chance a long time ago, so they ran tens of thousands of miles away from Daxi Jinling City to escape here. If An Zheng hadn't gotten the news about the Zhou family from Qi Mo, these people would really be able to settle down here and do evil.
Soon, An Zheng reached the center, where there was a waterfall. Although it was not big, the water flow was very fast. Several naked girls were tied under the waterfall. Under the rapids, the girls were hit in pain, and they kept wailing for help. And even though the shouts of killing outside were shaking the sky, the young man known as the Emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom was still sitting there watching the abused girls clapping his hands and laughing.
The villagers kowtowed to An Zheng's back, but An Zheng did not stop. He began to chase and kill in Yandang Mountain, not sparing any of the practitioners of the Zhou family who had escaped before. No matter how far they fled, An Zheng killed them all. He was worried that after he left, even if one of those practitioners came back, it would be a disaster for the mountain people.
Changsun Qingchou: "But I don't know how to fight. My cultivation level is enough to crush you, but I will definitely lose if I fight with you... because I really don't know how to fight."
An Zheng handed him the jug, and Changsun Qingchou took it and took a sip, then grinned: "I still can't feel your heart. It seems that those stories in the story about how you can understand other people's lives with just one sip of wine are all Liar."
With the smell of blood all over his body, An Zheng left Yandang Mountain. As soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw three people standing opposite him. An extremely luxurious-looking carriage was parked on the roadside. A woman in white stood beside the carriage, as if she was cold, her shoulders trembling slightly. She looked at An Zheng, the meaning in her eyes was very complicated.
An Zheng raised his foot and stepped on the top of the flagpole that was exposed outside Zhou Wentian's chest. He pressed his foot down and with a pop, the flagpole completely entered the earth.
Yuwen Wuming shook his head: "Don't make trouble, I didn't plan to fight from the beginning. After finally leaving Jinling City, I want to return to Phoenix Tower. You are from the Holy Court, you come to fight."
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders.
Yuwen Wuchen turned around and left: "Why come?"
An Zheng looked at him, the cold light in his eyes seemed to pierce the man's heart.
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An Zheng grabbed the man's neck, looked into his eyes and said, "He was dreaming about his emperor, what kind of spring and autumn dream are you dreaming about?" He lifted the man high, and the man's legs were still He wanted to kick An Zheng, but An Zheng just exerted a slight force on his wrist, and the man's body immediately softened. "
Yuwen Wuming stood in front. After being silent for a while, he could only raise his hand and wave: "Hello."
"Well, he is the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom, right?"
An Zheng appeared in front of the man in a flash. He stretched out his left hand to grab the man's neck and twisted it. With a click, the man's head was pressed against his shoulder. An Zheng moved forward, pushing the body and hitting the second person. The next second, the person behind was smashed to pieces. The scene of a living person being smashed into pieces was so shocking. The pieces of flesh turned into sharp arrows and shot out, killing all the servants around him.
Yuwen Wuchen turned around and left: "Why come?"
An Zheng shook his head: "Consecrate your own courage."
Changsun Qingchou looked back at Yuwen Wuming and said, "If you say one more thing, I will help him kill you."
An Zheng let out a long breath, sat down on a stone on the side of the road, took out a bottle of wine and took a sip: "Want to fight?"
An Zheng looked at him, the cold light in his eyes seemed to pierce the man's heart.
An Zheng handed him the jug, and Changsun Qingchou took it and took a sip, then grinned: "I still can't feel your heart. It seems that those stories in the story about how you can understand other people's lives with just one sip of wine are all Liar."
Sin and I will never end.
"I... I, my name is Zhou Wentian."
An Zheng looked at him, the cold light in his eyes seemed to pierce the man's heart.
An Zheng couldn't understand what kind of self-deception it was. A group of fugitives actually captured the mountain people in the deep mountains and established a country? Why do such absurd and bizarre things always happen, and why are ordinary people always oppressed by these people
Yuwen Wuming stood there and glanced at An Zheng, then at Changsun Qingchou behind him: "I can't beat you, but he can."
"With the flag on your chest, you are such a good emperor."
Yuwen Wuming stood there and glanced at An Zheng, then at Changsun Qingchou behind him: "I can't beat you, but he can."
An Zheng looked at him, the cold light in his eyes seemed to pierce the man's heart.
Yuwen Wuming stood there and glanced at An Zheng, then at Changsun Qingchou behind him: "I can't beat you, but he can."
Yuwen Wuming shook his head: "Don't make trouble, I didn't plan to fight from the beginning. After finally leaving Jinling City, I want to return to Phoenix Tower. You are from the Holy Court, you come to fight."
Soon, An Zheng reached the center, where there was a waterfall. Although it was not big, the water flow was very fast. Several naked girls were tied under the waterfall. Under the rapids, the girls were hit in pain, and they kept wailing for help. And even though the shouts of killing outside were shaking the sky, the young man known as the Emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom was still sitting there watching the abused girls clapping his hands and laughing.
An Zheng grabbed the man's neck, looked into his eyes and said, "He was dreaming about his emperor, what kind of spring and autumn dream are you dreaming about?" He lifted the man high, and the man's legs were still He wanted to kick An Zheng, but An Zheng just exerted a slight force on his wrist, and the man's body immediately softened. "
Zhou Wentian was not dead at this time. He raised his hand to pull the flag out of his chest. He held a corner of the flag with difficulty and looked at An Zheng with pleading eyes: "Save me, I... I give you." I will give you glory, wealth, and all my women. I will also give you all the treasures I brought from the Zhou family... ahem... from the Zhou family. Save me."
Changsun Qingchou was slightly startled: "It's a bit shameless."
"You... why are you still haunted!"
I don't negotiate with sin.
"You... why are you still haunted!"
Sin and I will never end.
An Zheng shook his head: "Consecrate your own courage."
He walked up to An Zheng and stretched out his hand: "I heard that you only drink the strongest wine, which is a bit inconsistent with what I know about you. I know that you wear the best, eat the best, and live in the best, but you Why do you only like to drink such bad wine?”
The old man chased after him, stepped on his neck, held the hoe with both hands and began to pull it out. The stuck was very strong. He twisted back and forth several times, and finally he broke a piece of skull with a click before he could pull out the hoe.
Changsun Qingchou: "But I don't know how to fight. My cultivation level is enough to crush you, but I will definitely lose if I fight with you... because I really don't know how to fight."
The rusty hoe was now covered with blood and white brains. The old man was extremely sad and angry, and he held the hoe tightly and smashed it down one by one. After a while, the servant's head was shattered into pulp.
An Zheng turned around and glanced at the big flag with the words Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom written on it. The flagpole was as thick as the top of his thigh. An Zheng went over and slashed down with his palm diagonally. His palm was like a sharp blade, and the thick flagpole was cut off directly by him. The fracture is slanted and quite sharp. An Zheng grabbed the flagpole with one hand and dragged it back, walking up to the young man.
Yuwen Wuming stood there and glanced at An Zheng, then at Changsun Qingchou behind him: "I can't beat you, but he can."
Zhou Wentian was not dead at this time. He raised his hand to pull the flag out of his chest. He held a corner of the flag with difficulty and looked at An Zheng with pleading eyes: "Save me, I... I give you." I will give you glory, wealth, and all my women. I will also give you all the treasures I brought from the Zhou family... ahem... from the Zhou family. Save me."
The moment she turned around, a cold light suddenly shot out from a distance. The cold light came so fast that even An Zheng didn't have time to react. Yuwen Wuming, who was closest to Yuwen Wuchen, only had time to stretch out his hand, and then dropped it feebly.
Changsun Qingchou: "I'm wondering what will happen between the three of us and you if there's a fight."
An Zheng handed him the jug, and Changsun Qingchou took it and took a sip, then grinned: "I still can't feel your heart. It seems that those stories in the story about how you can understand other people's lives with just one sip of wine are all Liar."
An Zheng walked forward, and a patrol team of about a dozen people came across from the opposite side. After seeing An Zheng, the people in front were stunned for a moment: "Who are you?!"
An Zheng raised his foot and stepped on the top of the flagpole that was exposed outside Zhou Wentian's chest. He pressed his foot down and with a pop, the flagpole completely entered the earth.
An old man swung the hoe in his hand: "When you harmed my daughter, did you ever think about what would happen today?"
"I... I, my name is Zhou Wentian."
An Zheng raised his foot and stepped on the top of the flagpole that was exposed outside Zhou Wentian's chest. He pressed his foot down and with a pop, the flagpole completely entered the earth.
An Zheng: "So?"
He walked up to An Zheng and stretched out his hand: "I heard that you only drink the strongest wine, which is a bit inconsistent with what I know about you. I know that you wear the best, eat the best, and live in the best, but you Why do you only like to drink such bad wine?”
The rusty hoe was now covered with blood and white brains. The old man was extremely sad and angry, and he held the hoe tightly and smashed it down one by one. After a while, the servant's head was shattered into pulp.
An Zheng raised his foot and stepped on the top of the flagpole that was exposed outside Zhou Wentian's chest. He pressed his foot down and with a pop, the flagpole completely entered the earth.
"You... why are you still haunted!"
An Zheng said as he walked forward: "What you do is not as good as those grass bandits who have lived in the city in the fantasy world of Cangman Mountain. Hiding yourself in the mountains and becoming the emperor? Bullying the people brings you a lot of pleasure, right? ”
"I...as a minister of the Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom, I shall be loyal to His Majesty!"
Yuwen Wuming stood in front. After being silent for a while, he could only raise his hand and wave: "Hello."
Changsun Qingchou: "I'm wondering what will happen between the three of us and you if there's a fight."
Soon, An Zheng reached the center, where there was a waterfall. Although it was not big, the water flow was very fast. Several naked girls were tied under the waterfall. Under the rapids, the girls were hit in pain, and they kept wailing for help. And even though the shouts of killing outside were shaking the sky, the young man known as the Emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom was still sitting there watching the abused girls clapping his hands and laughing.
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Changsun Qingchou: "It's even more shameless... From the beginning, I didn't plan to fight. But an emperor asked me to come. The emperor is the biggest. What can I do if I don't come? I've come and I've seen you, but I can't fight. Just leave, I guess it won’t be shameful to go back.”
An Zheng let out a long breath, sat down on a stone on the side of the road, took out a bottle of wine and took a sip: "Want to fight?"
"what's your name?"
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders.
An Zheng handed him the jug, and Changsun Qingchou took it and took a sip, then grinned: "I still can't feel your heart. It seems that those stories in the story about how you can understand other people's lives with just one sip of wine are all Liar."
She lowered her head and looked at her heart, her eyes gradually blurring: "My heart is broken... It really hurts."
An Zheng grabbed the man's neck, looked into his eyes and said, "He was dreaming about his emperor, what kind of spring and autumn dream are you dreaming about?" He lifted the man high, and the man's legs were still He wanted to kick An Zheng, but An Zheng just exerted a slight force on his wrist, and the man's body immediately softened. "
Yuwen Wuming shook his head: "Don't make trouble, I didn't plan to fight from the beginning. After finally leaving Jinling City, I want to return to Phoenix Tower. You are from the Holy Court, you come to fight."
I will not compromise with sin.
Yuwen Wuchen turned around and left: "Why come?"
An Zheng turned around and saw that the mountain people had gathered. The injured boy plopped down and knelt down in front of An Zheng, with his forehead on the ground: "Immortal, thank you for saving us all. What is the Immortal's name? We will worship him every day after we return."
Yuwen Wuming shook his head: "Don't make trouble, I didn't plan to fight from the beginning. After finally leaving Jinling City, I want to return to Phoenix Tower. You are from the Holy Court, you come to fight."
I don't negotiate with sin.
An Zheng turned around and glanced at the big flag with the words Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom written on it. The flagpole was as thick as the top of his thigh. An Zheng went over and slashed down with his palm diagonally. His palm was like a sharp blade, and the thick flagpole was cut off directly by him. The fracture is slanted and quite sharp. An Zheng grabbed the flagpole with one hand and dragged it back, walking up to the young man.
Yuwen Wuming stood there and glanced at An Zheng, then at Changsun Qingchou behind him: "I can't beat you, but he can."
Changsun Qingchou: "It's even more shameless... From the beginning, I didn't plan to fight. But an emperor asked me to come. The emperor is the biggest. What can I do if I don't come? I've come and I've seen you, but I can't fight. Just leave, I guess it won’t be shameful to go back.”
An Zheng turned around and glanced at the big flag with the words Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom written on it. The flagpole was as thick as the top of his thigh. An Zheng went over and slashed down with his palm diagonally. His palm was like a sharp blade, and the thick flagpole was cut off directly by him. The fracture is slanted and quite sharp. An Zheng grabbed the flagpole with one hand and dragged it back, walking up to the young man.
I will not compromise with sin.
This place is among mountains, and the surrounding mountains are natural barriers. Maybe the Zhou family knew about this place by chance a long time ago, so they ran tens of thousands of miles away from Daxi Jinling City to escape here. If An Zheng hadn't gotten the news about the Zhou family from Qi Mo, these people would really be able to settle down here and do evil.
An Zheng: "So?"
When one person started to fight with An, more and more people gathered behind him. The mountain people rushed forward with axes, sticks, and anything that could be used as weapons. Those servants who were holding whips and showing off their power before were beaten to a pulp. An Zheng killed all the practitioners by himself. How could the remaining servants who didn't know how to practice stop the tide of mountain people
The cold light directly penetrated Yuwen Wuchen's heart, and the white dress was immediately stained red with blood.
An Zheng: "You can beat me."
Changsun Qingchou was slightly startled: "It's a bit shameless."
Sin and I will never end.
I will not compromise with sin.
"With the flag on your chest, you are such a good emperor."
An Zheng walked forward, and a patrol team of about a dozen people came across from the opposite side. After seeing An Zheng, the people in front were stunned for a moment: "Who are you?!"
An Zheng raised his foot and stepped on the top of the flagpole that was exposed outside Zhou Wentian's chest. He pressed his foot down and with a pop, the flagpole completely entered the earth.
An Zheng looked at him, the cold light in his eyes seemed to pierce the man's heart.
Changsun Qingchou: "But I don't know how to fight. My cultivation level is enough to crush you, but I will definitely lose if I fight with you... because I really don't know how to fight."
An Zheng jumped down from the mountainside, spreading his arms like an eagle flying high. He fell into the jungle and glanced at the guard post standing on the tree. He didn't even dodge. The light in his left eye flashed slightly. The practitioner who was only in the Sumeru realm was killed by the pupil technique. . The practitioner didn't even react to warn him, and fell down from the tree like a piece of wood.
Changsun Qingchou: "I'm wondering what will happen between the three of us and you if there's a fight."
Yuwen Wuming stood there and glanced at An Zheng, then at Changsun Qingchou behind him: "I can't beat you, but he can."
The villagers kowtowed to An Zheng's back, but An Zheng did not stop. He began to chase and kill in Yandang Mountain, not sparing any of the practitioners of the Zhou family who had escaped before. No matter how far they fled, An Zheng killed them all. He was worried that after he left, even if one of those practitioners came back, it would be a disaster for the mountain people.
An Zheng appeared in front of the man in a flash. He stretched out his left hand to grab the man's neck and twisted it. With a click, the man's head was pressed against his shoulder. An Zheng moved forward, pushing the body and hitting the second person. The next second, the person behind was smashed to pieces. The scene of a living person being smashed into pieces was so shocking. The pieces of flesh turned into sharp arrows and shot out, killing all the servants around him.
An Zheng couldn't help but laugh: "You are very funny."
Changsun Qingchou: "I'm wondering what will happen between the three of us and you if there's a fight."
Yuwen Wuming shook his head: "Don't make trouble, I didn't plan to fight from the beginning. After finally leaving Jinling City, I want to return to Phoenix Tower. You are from the Holy Court, you come to fight."
The cold light directly penetrated Yuwen Wuchen's heart, and the white dress was immediately stained red with blood.
He released his third eye and found the place where Zhou Wentian's treasure was hidden within a moment. There is actually a cave just behind the waterfall with many large boxes piled inside. After An Zheng opened it, he asked the mountain people to take the property back. He found the reincarnation disk in a jade box. It looks like an ordinary compass with a Bagua chart on it and a pointer in the middle. An Zheng put away his things, turned around and left.
Yuwen Wuming leaned against the carriage: "You said this, it seems that you have played it before?"
The old man chased after him, stepped on his neck, held the hoe with both hands and began to pull it out. The stuck was very strong. He twisted back and forth several times, and finally he broke a piece of skull with a click before he could pull out the hoe.
Changsun Qingchou: "But I don't know how to fight. My cultivation level is enough to crush you, but I will definitely lose if I fight with you... because I really don't know how to fight."
He released his third eye and found the place where Zhou Wentian's treasure was hidden within a moment. There is actually a cave just behind the waterfall with many large boxes piled inside. After An Zheng opened it, he asked the mountain people to take the property back. He found the reincarnation disk in a jade box. It looks like an ordinary compass with a Bagua chart on it and a pointer in the middle. An Zheng put away his things, turned around and left.
An Zheng looked at him, the cold light in his eyes seemed to pierce the man's heart.
Changsun Qingchou looked back at Yuwen Wuming and said, "If you say one more thing, I will help him kill you."
An Zheng let out a long breath, sat down on a stone on the side of the road, took out a bottle of wine and took a sip: "Want to fight?"
Yuwen Wuming shook his head: "Don't make trouble, I didn't plan to fight from the beginning. After finally leaving Jinling City, I want to return to Phoenix Tower. You are from the Holy Court, you come to fight."
An Zheng looked at him, the cold light in his eyes seemed to pierce the man's heart.
An Zheng turned around and glanced at the big flag with the words Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom written on it. The flagpole was as thick as the top of his thigh. An Zheng went over and slashed down with his palm diagonally. His palm was like a sharp blade, and the thick flagpole was cut off directly by him. The fracture is slanted and quite sharp. An Zheng grabbed the flagpole with one hand and dragged it back, walking up to the young man.
An Zheng had now found the place where the Zhou family was entrenched, and naturally he would no longer hide himself. He walked and killed people all the way. At first, when the villagers saw An Zheng killing people, they were so scared that they turned around and ran away. Later, a young man rushed forward with An Zheng with an ax in his hand: "What are you afraid of? We will die anyway. Now we fight with this hero, we may still have a way to live. Rather than being enslaved to death, it is better to Give it a try.”
An Zheng turned around and glanced at the big flag with the words Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom written on it. The flagpole was as thick as the top of his thigh. An Zheng went over and slashed down with his palm diagonally. His palm was like a sharp blade, and the thick flagpole was cut off directly by him. The fracture is slanted and quite sharp. An Zheng grabbed the flagpole with one hand and dragged it back, walking up to the young man.
An Zheng had now found the place where the Zhou family was entrenched, and naturally he would no longer hide himself. He walked and killed people all the way. At first, when the villagers saw An Zheng killing people, they were so scared that they turned around and ran away. Later, a young man rushed forward with An Zheng with an ax in his hand: "What are you afraid of? We will die anyway. Now we fight with this hero, we may still have a way to live. Rather than being enslaved to death, it is better to Give it a try.”
With the smell of blood all over his body, An Zheng left Yandang Mountain. As soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw three people standing opposite him. An extremely luxurious-looking carriage was parked on the roadside. A woman in white stood beside the carriage, as if she was cold, her shoulders trembling slightly. She looked at An Zheng, the meaning in her eyes was very complicated.
Yuwen Wuming shut up and turned to look at his sister Yuwen Wuchen: "Whether you want to hit her or not, if you do, I'll wait for you for a while."
An Zheng let out a long breath, sat down on a stone on the side of the road, took out a bottle of wine and took a sip: "Want to fight?"
Zhou Wentian was not dead at this time. He raised his hand to pull the flag out of his chest. He held a corner of the flag with difficulty and looked at An Zheng with pleading eyes: "Save me, I... I give you." I will give you glory, wealth, and all my women. I will also give you all the treasures I brought from the Zhou family... ahem... from the Zhou family. Save me."
In the distance, the common people surrounded the servants and beat them randomly, using hoes, poles, sickles, and all kinds of usable things. A servant was kneeling there with his face covered in blood, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
He walked up to An Zheng and stretched out his hand: "I heard that you only drink the strongest wine, which is a bit inconsistent with what I know about you. I know that you wear the best, eat the best, and live in the best, but you Why do you only like to drink such bad wine?”
An Zheng raised the flagpole with a twist of his wrist, and then thrust it downwards with its broken end. With a pop, such a thick piece of wood directly pierced Zhou Wentian's chest. The flagpole moved forward, and An Zheng pressed at least twenty meters of the flagpole into the earth. The big flag was stuffed into Zhou Wentian's chest.
Changsun Qingchou was slightly startled: "It's a bit shameless."
This place is among mountains, and the surrounding mountains are natural barriers. Maybe the Zhou family knew about this place by chance a long time ago, so they ran tens of thousands of miles away from Daxi Jinling City to escape here. If An Zheng hadn't gotten the news about the Zhou family from Qi Mo, these people would really be able to settle down here and do evil.
"Everyone, please stop being cowards. If we had resisted, we could have died with dignity."
Yuwen Wuchen turned around and left: "Why come?"
An Zheng: "You can beat me."
Yuwen Wuchen turned around and left: "Why come?"
An Zheng jumped down from the mountainside, spreading his arms like an eagle flying high. He fell into the jungle and glanced at the guard post standing on the tree. He didn't even dodge. The light in his left eye flashed slightly. The practitioner who was only in the Sumeru realm was killed by the pupil technique. . The practitioner didn't even react to warn him, and fell down from the tree like a piece of wood.
The moment she turned around, a cold light suddenly shot out from a distance. The cold light came so fast that even An Zheng didn't have time to react. Yuwen Wuming, who was closest to Yuwen Wuchen, only had time to stretch out his hand, and then dropped it feebly.
An Zheng walked forward, and a patrol team of about a dozen people came across from the opposite side. After seeing An Zheng, the people in front were stunned for a moment: "Who are you?!"
An Zheng had now found the place where the Zhou family was entrenched, and naturally he would no longer hide himself. He walked and killed people all the way. At first, when the villagers saw An Zheng killing people, they were so scared that they turned around and ran away. Later, a young man rushed forward with An Zheng with an ax in his hand: "What are you afraid of? We will die anyway. Now we fight with this hero, we may still have a way to live. Rather than being enslaved to death, it is better to Give it a try.”
Yuwen Wuming leaned against the carriage: "You said this, it seems that you have played it before?"
"Well, he is the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom, right?"
"Everyone, please stop being cowards. If we had resisted, we could have died with dignity."
He looked back at An Zheng, and his expression immediately changed. He had met An Zheng when he was at the Zhou family, and watched helplessly as An Zheng destroyed such a big family like theirs.
"I...as a minister of the Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom, I shall be loyal to His Majesty!"
Zhou Wentian was not dead at this time. He raised his hand to pull the flag out of his chest. He held a corner of the flag with difficulty and looked at An Zheng with pleading eyes: "Save me, I... I give you." I will give you glory, wealth, and all my women. I will also give you all the treasures I brought from the Zhou family... ahem... from the Zhou family. Save me."
The cold light directly penetrated Yuwen Wuchen's heart, and the white dress was immediately stained red with blood.
An Zheng turned him sideways and hit his head against a big rock next to him: "I'll help you."
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Changsun Qingchou looked back at Yuwen Wuming and said, "If you say one more thing, I will help him kill you."
"You... why are you still haunted!"
The moment she turned around, a cold light suddenly shot out from a distance. The cold light came so fast that even An Zheng didn't have time to react. Yuwen Wuming, who was closest to Yuwen Wuchen, only had time to stretch out his hand, and then dropped it feebly.
She lowered her head and looked at her heart, her eyes gradually blurring: "My heart is broken... It really hurts."
An Zheng couldn't help but laugh: "You are very funny."
An Zheng handed him the jug, and Changsun Qingchou took it and took a sip, then grinned: "I still can't feel your heart. It seems that those stories in the story about how you can understand other people's lives with just one sip of wine are all Liar."
I don't negotiate with sin.
Let’s hold an event this weekend. In the book review area, choose some of your favorite sentences from The Gate of Rebellion and write them in the circle. I will draw two people from among them to give away customized pillows and cups from The Gate of Rebellion. You can write now, I will choose Saturday and Sunday.
An Zheng turned him sideways and hit his head against a big rock next to him: "I'll help you."
"Everyone, please stop being cowards. If we had resisted, we could have died with dignity."
Yuwen Wuchen turned around and left: "Why come?"
An Zheng jumped down from the mountainside, spreading his arms like an eagle flying high. He fell into the jungle and glanced at the guard post standing on the tree. He didn't even dodge. The light in his left eye flashed slightly. The practitioner who was only in the Sumeru realm was killed by the pupil technique. . The practitioner didn't even react to warn him, and fell down from the tree like a piece of wood.