Repugnant Gateway

A layer of purple flame burned on Anzheng's body, which seemed to contain an unyielding fighting soul. At the moment when the Buddha suddenly rushed out of the ground, several of the perfection hidden in his breath, not to mention Anzheng and Qinglian, even Xuanwu himself didn't even notice it. Its weakness is right underneath it, and if it is aware, it is impossible to be completely unprepared.

Buddha's punch directly penetrated the weakness of Xuanwu's abdomen. The size of Xuanwu's body is shocking, but its weakness is actually only the big part of the abdomen. The precise hit of the Buddha obviously has a deep understanding of Xuanwu before.

Xuanwu screamed, his head sticking out of the tortoise shell, and the moment his mouth was open and howling was distressing. There was a spill of blood in his mouth, and apparently at this moment he had a heart of homicide, and the light on his body suddenly turned on.

But when it was ready to fight with the Buddha for life, the Buddha's hand was already stretched into the body of Xuanwu, and he wanted to forcibly pull the Xuanwu crystal nucleus out of his wrist. I saw one more hand on my wrist.

He turned sideways, only to notice that An Zheng had actually arrived. With his extraordinary cultivation practice, he didn't feel that An Zheng was close. He perfectly concealed his breath before and succeeded in sneak attack, but at this moment he had to be shocked that Anzheng's suppression of breath was also terrifying.

"mean."

An Zheng struck out with a punch, and the figure of the Buddha suddenly disappeared, and the punch was empty.

At this moment, the two people made waves at the same time.

"fake."

An Zheng snorted and turned back to hold Xuanwu's body, and the medicine in the blood field of the blood Peizhu bracelet began to enter Xuanwu's wound in a large amount. After Anzheng was promoted to the emperor-level strongman, the Blood Peizhu bracelet was upgraded immediately, and the richness of the medicinal gas in the medicine field was unprecedented.

Xuanwu slowly turned back to see Anzheng, but Anzheng was completely hidden under him. It whined in his mouth, as if thanking An Zheng for his help.

An Zheng breathed all the medicine in the blood field of Peizhu into the Xuanwu wound, and then stretched out his left hand. The anti-scale **** armor on the left arm separated and covered the Xuanwu wound.

An Zheng turned around and Qinglian's big sword had reached his chest.

An Zheng raised his head and snarled, and the purple flame burst out of him suddenly, and the sword was shaken from the front.

At this moment, both An Zheng and Buddha were shocked by the strength of the other. The Buddha who attacked Xuanwu before was not a real Buddha, but a shadow left by the Buddha, which is why he can hide his breath perfectly. The horror is that his phantom can fully assume all his strength.

In other words, the incarnation is the same as the deity. Imagine that you tried your best to fight against a person, and finally hit your opponent when you were exhausted and scarred. Before that, you did n’t notice anything wrong with this enemy. The last lesson was Found that the opponent was a fake.

If it were n’t for An Zheng ’s outburst, the threat was too great, and the Buddha would n’t dare to take it hard to find it. Although this stand-in is perfect, if it is seriously injured or killed, it is not harmless to the deity. With Qinglian still staring at the side, the Buddha could never let himself be injured by Anzheng. He would rather give up the Xuanwu crystal nucleus than take the blow.

Xuanwu was even more shocked with the strength of Anzheng. Anzheng found that his opponent was a fake, but the Buddha found that Anzheng was really hiding the breath.

"How long can you keep it alone?"

Suddenly, Qinglian split a black light and swooped towards Anzheng's right side. Anzheng's right fist blasted directly to block the blow. The two emperor-level strongmen faced the blow hard, and the violent power broke the mountains and rivers.

However, this is not Qinglian's goal.

The black shadow was the avatar separated from Qinglian. His deity came to the left of Anzheng at the moment when Anzheng's right fist was attacked, and a sword was cut on Anzheng's left arm. He saw that Anzheng's anti-scale **** armor separated the left arm's armor to protect Xuanwu, so the blow came from the end of Anzhen's left arm.

【Qinglian Sword】

As An Zheng's left arm shrank back, the counter-breaking sword was instantly summoned to sweep Qinglian, and Qinglian's anti-celestial artifact also appeared.

Anzheng's left arm retracted, and the sword broke out. Qinglian's hands condensed the sword and blocked the sword break. At this time, Qinglian Excalibur appeared above An Zheng's left arm, and a sword fell.

That is Qinglian Excalibur, a supreme magic weapon of the level of Immortal Emperor, who has been accompanying Qinglian for tens of thousands of years.

puff!

Jian Luo, left arm in the middle of contention.

Qinglian's eyes narrowed, and he knew he had won. How sharp the Qinglian sword is. He knows clearly that no one under the sky can block the Qinglian sword.

The puff came, and the next moment would be An Zheng ’s left arm being cut off.

However, the **** was followed by a bang ... Qinglian Sword didn't actually cut An Zheng's arm! Qinglian sword cut the blood of Anzheng's left arm, but was blocked by Anzheng's bones.

Qinglian's extremely confident magic weapon was actually blocked by Anzheng's bones. The sound of that was enough to show how strong the bones of Anzheng were.

"I said that the tens of thousands of years of experience that you think you have come to me are nothing."

An Zheng withdrew his left arm, and the Qinglian sword was stuck on his arm. He glanced at the sword, his eyes squinted: "You now think that the strength is not bad, in my eyes once was a blow. Even if I have not restored the peak power, it is still not something you can kill casually."

Qinglian's eyes are incredible, he doesn't believe that his Qinglian Excalibur can't even cut off one arm!

An Zheng: "Leave your sword!"

The purple electricity in his wound suddenly blasted out, instantly winding the Qinglian sword, the strong current crackled, and the Qinglian sword immediately shook violently. Among the swords of Qinglian is the strong breath that Qinglian has left over tens of thousands of years, and is his unique magic weapon. But the purple electricity was surging, and the sword body was instantly burning red, and the breath he left in the Qinglian sword was wiped out by An Zheng!

"you dare!"

Qinglian reached out to grab his hilt, and An Zheng squeezed out her right hand, holding a fierce attack against the sword, one sword faster than the other, and one sword stronger than the other. Qinglian was forced to retreat again and again, only to defend but not to fight back. In the past of one minute and one second, Anzheng's onslaught became more and more fierce, like a mountain tiger, swallowing mountains and rivers.

Under the series of onslaughts, Qinglian was furious and gathered all her strength to fight back, and suddenly a force of violent extreme came from her back. He can only part of the cultivation force to protect his back, and the head of the python hits hard. With a bang, the two forces were hit hard, and the blood flow hitting the python's head became intense.

And this blow also succeeded in distracting Qinglian, and An Zheng struck a sword in Qinglian's heart.

Qinglian's avatar suddenly came back and merged with the body, and then the avatar rushed forward, and pushed the counter-breaking sword from Qinglian's heart. An Zheng snorted backwards, and the resistance in the Qinglian Excalibur was extremely weak. After a while, Anzheng could wipe away Qinglian's breath in the Excalibur!

"Little thief finds death!"

A blue flame suddenly exploded on Qinglian, burning like a blooming blue lotus. A thick arm behind him stretched out, followed by the second one, and soon eight arms appeared on his body. The eight arms continued to attack, one punch and one punch, extremely fierce. The contention between the two was constantly changed, and the situation of the two people being active and passive immediately changed. Before, Anzheng pressed hard, and now Qinglian began to retreat under the violent return of Qinglian.

"You can't go!"

Qinglian's eyes flicked, and An Zheng instantly felt the threat behind him, but it was too late. A blue lotus that is larger than a human is formed behind Anzheng, and then bursts open. The power of the explosion was not weaker than that of Yuan Lei Tian burst. And it was all Jian Qi that exploded. It felt like steel nails were exploding from an explosive bag.

Behind Anzheng is the guard of the anti-scale **** armor, but the left arm is not. Already injured, the violent sword cut the fragment of his left arm. The flesh and blood fell, and the Qinglian Excalibur stuck on his arm loosened immediately.

Anzheng ’s body was blown forward and flew forward. The eight arms on Qinglian ’s body stretched out quickly like eight pythons. Fight on the left shoulder. With a click, the skeleton of the left arm that had lost the protection of the anti-scale **** armor was broken.

Originally, a crack was cut out by the Qinglian Excalibur. After this heavy blow, the bone of An Zheng's left arm finally couldn't hold on. When the left arm broke, Qinglian's sword fell down. Qinglian reached out and grabbed Qinglian's sword in the air, and took the opportunity to stab forward. Qinglian Excalibur instantly became soft as a rope, and after entering from the wound, it turned into thousands of strands, following the blood vessels of Anzheng and violently eroding Anzheng's body.

An Zheng's face was pale, after all, it was still a little bit different from Qinglian, which had been accumulated for tens of thousands of years.

But at this moment, a sonic sound came instantly. The sound wave went straight behind Qinglian like a tornado, and Qinglian had to flash away to one side. He felt it, it was actually a blow released by Xuanwu at all times, he was too powerful. If he didn't avoid it, even if he could kill Anzheng, he would be seriously injured by Xuanwu, and by that time, the Buddha who was hiding on one side would definitely shoot.

No one knows how Buddha could ignore Qinglian's emperor realm. He is a greater threat to Qinglian than a positive struggle.

The moment Qing Lian retreated, the sound wave dragon rolled over to An Zheng, and An Zheng, who was too late to avoid it, watched the dragon roll bombard himself. In this blow, An Zheng will be seriously injured even if he does not die.

But when Sonic Tornado touched Anzheng, Anzheng's eyes suddenly brightened.

A mighty force rushed into Anzheng's body from the sonic tornado, and the power was extremely surging!

In the distance, the wounded Xuanwu looked at Anzheng, with a trust in his eyes.

That is not an attack, but transmission!