Repugnant Gateway

Wen Yuan thought that his amethyst would abolish Anzheng's arm. After Amethyst really covered Anzheng's arm, he was horrified to find out that it was not the other party, but himself.

The power of Yuanzheng of Anzheng extends under the amethyst. When Wenyuan feels bad, it is actually too late. When the strength of Anzheng directly touches the body, who can bear it?

Wenyuan wailed, and a layer of amethyst quickly appeared on his arm, trying to force the power of Yuanlei from the contention, and the power of amethyst and yuanlei continued to compete on his arm, and his arm instantly It was minced and the flesh was gone, only bones remained.

An Zheng still looked at him coldly. Wenyuan didn't know how to think of what An Zheng said before ... you will die like that.

In his mind, he couldn't help but think of Xu Shiyi who killed himself. He was penetrated by his heart. The amethyst that remained in Xu Shiyi's wound was a beautiful picture. Horror.

But he is Wenyuan, not talking about mountain scenery. Talking about mountain scenery can turn around regardless of dignity, he can't.

"I am the last dignity of an era."

Wenyuan suddenly said such a sentence, which made An Zheng's heart slightly shocked.

An era, the last dignity?

Yeah, in his era, most of the people have died. After the three kings were killed by Anzheng in Qingzhou, it means that the era has completely fallen in this era. Anzheng them from Daxi The people of the age have become the leader, and what about them? The people from the Three Kingdoms era are basically dead. Once they invaded the Daxi era, they could not find the people who beat Daxi even in the north. Now?

"You can't represent it."

Ann argued back and moved forward.

Wen Yuanmeng stomped his feet, the ground immediately cracked, and countless long dragons formed by amethyst swept toward Anzheng. Anzheng was still striding forward, and the long dragons were crushed one by one by the power of Yuanlei released from him This scene was very shocking. The dragon-shaped attack formed by amethyst was also extremely powerful and domineering, but it was impossible to attack. Anzheng made Wenyuan feel passive from the beginning, no matter whether he attacked or how, it will eventually It became him defending.

With a cry, a crystal dragon drilled out of the ground. The huge dragon was more than 100 meters. The crystal dragon rose into the sky and sprayed a breath of breath towards Anzheng. Its dragon breath was also formed by the power of amethyst. It's not a real flame, it's more like the force of extremely fine but extremely sharp wind.

In the hurricane, many thin needle-like amethysts were sprayed towards Anzhen. Anzhen pointed backward, and his anti-scale **** armor separated from his body, forming a wall to block the crystal dragon. Behind.

Then Anzheng's right hand flicked back, and it was not necessary to break the Excalibur. In the middle of the air, he seemed to have his own wisdom and wisdom, and cut off a line of amethyst.

Going to the anti-scale **** armor, going to the anti-breaking sword, Anzheng is to crush Wenyuan with his own real power.

One of Wenyuan ’s arms has only bones left, and the other hand lifts up, and a crystal spear is transformed into the palm of his hand, and he stabs towards Anzheng. Anzheng only waited until the spear nearly reached himself. One grabbed the crystal spear to his side, and Wen Yuan was pulled by him and ran towards him for several steps. If Wen Yuan did not let go, he would be dragged directly to the front by An Zheng, If he let go, he would lose completely in momentum.

But even if you don't let go, is there any advantage in momentum?

Wenyuan could only let go, and with a whine, the crystal spear in his hand was dragged out by An Zheng, and in a hurry, the palm of his hand was directly ground, and even the flesh fell off.

Anzheng threw the crystal spear aside, still striding forward in that way, Wenyuan screamed, maybe it was the last to encourage himself, but this roar was only sad and desperate.

An Zheng is too strong to be able to see any hope.

At this moment, Wenyuan's roar also represented a kind of decisiveness. His ribs were suddenly pierced from his body. Each rib was the color of crystal, but it was harder, and the front of the rib was sharp. No match made him look like a strange spider.

These ribs slammed toward Anzheng at once, and Anzheng raised his arms in front of him. Those ribs were as fierce as a javelin, but Anzheng tried to block these attacks. Since the battle between the two began, Anzheng's reaction seemed to be the biggest.

Weiyuan spider-like Wenyuan began to attack again, all the ribs began to swing wildly, and each blow was extremely fierce. Anzheng found that after the Wenyuan ’s ribs were changed, it was comparable to the peak of the purple product. The real amethyst is still hard and sharp!

But at this point, An Zheng has almost seen Wen Yuan's strength.

"You can't represent the dignity of your time."

Anzheng started to fight back, and a rib stabbed over, Anzhen flew to avoid it, and then grabbed the ribs, at the same time more ribs came one by one towards Anzheng crazy stabbing, an anxious one The hand grabbed the ribs, and the other hand punched like a storm. Every stabbing rib was swung by him precisely, but the one that was held was not loose.

In just one or two seconds, for the practitioners of this level, the number of shots has been too many to remember, and the first second of contention was to punch the ribs with one punch, and later In a second, An Zheng's punching speed was already faster than those of the ribs. How many ribs? There is only one fist to fight back in Anzheng. In one second, he punched a punch. In the second, he punched a punch and there was still time left to attack.

With a bang, An Zheng struck Wenyuan with a punch. Wenyuan's body was poked backwards, but a rib was clenched in Anzheng's hand, but he flew up but couldn't fly out.

An Zheng struck with a punch and would naturally not give Wenyuan any chance. At this moment, he forgot to see Zhuang Feifei not far away. He only had hatred. The death of Xu Shiyi, not the death of the monk, was in his mind , Occupying all.

So where did he go to control whether the girl seemed too harsh, he just didn't feel harsh enough.

With a click, the rib can't bear the strength of Anzheng and was directly broken. Anzheng grabbed the rib and spurred forward ... with a puff, the tip of the rib penetrated the left side of Wenyuan In my eyes ... Wen Yuan ’s left eye is special, it is a purple-black crystal. An Zheng knows that his source of strength is this purple-black crystal. The physical connection is all because of this crystal.

The ribs pierced into the eye sockets, and blood spewed out suddenly, and the purple-black pursuit burst with a snap.

The cracked crystal exploded from the back of Wenyuan's brain, the blood hole looked so fierce, the skull was broken into a large piece, and the crystal fragment and the skull fragment were blasted out together.

The brain exploded, which was deadly enough for ordinary people, but the strength of Wenyuan Emperor Class was not enough to make him lose his fighting power.

An Zheng did not intend to let him go.

The ribs pierced through Wen Yuan's left eye and pushed the fragments out of the back of the head. The rib was stuck on his head, making Wen Yuan look extremely cruel. He screamed and wanted to fight back, but where is the opportunity to fight Already grabbed the second rib and broke it directly.

Wen Yuan's left eye was gone, and the fear in his right eye was so intense.

The eye watched the pointed ribs coming in, zooming in continuously in the eyes ... with a puff, the second rib penetrated into the eye socket of Wenyuan's right eye.

Zhuang Feifei standing in the distance looked terrified, and the things she experienced in Devil's Canyon were scary enough, but what she sees now is not terrifying but shocking ... Yes, she doesn't know what happened yet, but she can see from the shot of Anzheng how much anger is in Anzheng.

So she felt a little bit distressed.

Bianfei didn't think how terrible this kind of arguing was, because she knew she would never be an enemy of the arguing, and the fierceness of the arguing would never appear to her friends.

Two ribs spur on the head, both spurting from the back of the head. There are no more bones in the eye sockets, which makes Wenyuan look extraordinarily grim and miserable. He also thinks of resisting and thinking of defeat. , But that was only his last fantasy.

An Zheng flew Wen Yuan's body kicking backwards, and then An Zheng appeared behind him, chasing with a sword-like spirit, and the Chinese Yuan in the air was stabbed by at least a few hundred swords, and he had no skin.

An Zheng beckoned, and his anti-scale **** armor flew back immediately, and the anti-breaking sword also returned to his hand. When the anti-scale **** armor withdrew back, a crystal dragon behind An Zheng whistled and flew over, An Zheng Turning backwards, two feet stepped on the crystal dragon's head and pressed down ... The crystal dragon groaned and rushed towards the grounded Wenyuan uncontrollably.

The mighty long dragon was directly installed in the heart of Wenyuan ... A large amount of amethyst penetrated into his heart, and half of his body was almost crushed by the impact, and those shiny crystal fragments remained in his heart.

Ann contends: "I said, you will die like that."

The crystal shattered, and Wenyuan spouted his last breath, and then couldn't move anymore.

The strength he gained was still in his body, but it became a weapon to kill him.

An Zheng killed Wenyuan and turned to look at Zhuang Feifei. The grief had disappeared. He laughed and raised his lips slightly. Where is there a little fierceness?

"Long walk?"

"long time."

He asked, and she answered.

"Go home."

An Zheng said.

Zhuang Feifei nodded: "Okay."