Repugnant Gateway

That is the supreme light, the scorching sun that can scorch everything.

Ding Shengxia could not resist for a moment under this hot sun. Calculating that he once thought of himself as a genius, even if he fell into the devil's path to seek strength, he was a loser in the face of security, from the beginning to the end. He has never defeated An Zheng once, and he has never had any dignity before An Zheng.

After An Zheng killed Ding Shengxia, his body also collapsed. Opening six realms, it looks magnificent. But for the body, this kind of pressure can also be imagined.

An Zheng's body shook involuntarily, then opened his mouth and spurted blood.

The strength of the cultivation force that flooded him was calmed down a little because of the catharsis, and the violent cultivation force in his Dantian Qihai gradually returned to calm. An Zheng squatted down and gasped, his body trembling.

The battle between him and Ding Shengxia was fierce and fierce, but the fight did not last long. When An Zheng squatted down and gasped, Du Shou, who was far away from the Wuyuan classroom, had just rushed over, showing how short this decisive battle lasted. Soon after Du Shouxiqu and Gu Qianye rushed over, two girls ran from the outside in a panic, one was Sang Rou and the other was Ding Ningdong.

Ding Ningdong's face is very poor, because she sees who is fighting with An from a distance. She saw Ding Shengxia killed, even the body was not left.

But she didn't know why, but she didn't hate Anzhen. She felt that she should hate An Zheng, after all, An Zheng broke her home. Her parents, the eldest brother and the second brother, all died because of anxiety. For a moment, she felt like a waste person and didn't know how to choose. She should have revenge, right, but why doesn't she have any enthusiasm for Anzheng?

In a trance, seeing the squat squatting in that big mouth gasping, she seemed to return to the small courtyard in Zhuge Chouyun and saw the squabble falling because of sucking some poisonous mist.

Also in a trance, she rushed past involuntarily, just like in the small courtyard of Zhuge Youyun, rushing over to support An'an.

Her hand touched a meandering hand.

The two looked at each other, and Ding Ningdong drew back his hand in a panic, daring not to stare at the meander. She didn't know what she was afraid of, or she didn't have the courage to face the struggle.

"He ... it's okay, but the breath is too messy and needs rest."

Ding Ningdong said something, turned and ran away.

The meandering fingers were pinched on Anzheng's wrist, and he felt that Anzheng was not injured, but his breath was too chaotic. She looked at An Zheng, and then Ding Ningdong, who turned away and ran away. She didn't know what to say for a while.

Sang Rou looked at An Zheng, and then looked back at Ding Ningdong, who was about to run away. She stomped anxiously. Take a sacred fish scale from the space implement you carry and put it next to Anzheng: "We actually arrived earlier, but you and her brother played against each other. We don't know what to do ... especially Xiao Dingdong She is even more difficult. I saw that you seemed to use this thing at that time, and I also have a piece, but I do n’t know how to use it or what. So it ’s still for you, and staying with you is more useful than what I bring. "

After she put down the scale of the holy fish, she turned and ran out to chase Ding Ningdong.

An Zheng watched the two girls run away one after the other, and it was not a taste in their hearts. Ding Ningdong's life was very painful. When her parents and elders were there, she didn't get any warmth. But that was her family after all, her family was destroyed in her own hands. For Ding Ningdong, An Zheng always has a guilt.

"Help me!"

An Zheng said aloud, and then let Qu Liuxi help him to walk to the book side. The building seemed calm, and nothing happened. He and Ding Shengxia fought fiercely outside the building, but there seemed to be no one inside.

The meandering helped An Zheng to the door of the book building, the two people stood involuntarily, their bodies were a little stiff.

Huo Tangtang knelt down on the ground holding her shoulders, and she was bleeding like blood on her shoulders. Not far away, Chang Huan, who was leaning on the pillar, sat on the ground with a big blood hole in his chest, and the blood was still flowing out. He looked extremely weak, not far from death.

In front of Huo Tangtang, Song Qiaosheng was already dead.

The gentleman who seemed hesitant and lonely died even more alone. His chest was completely broken and his internal organs were broken. A black broken knife penetrated his body and nailed him to the ground. Huo Tangtang sat on his knees next to him without crying, but the sadness made people feel blocked. Not far away, Chang Huan tried to stand up unsuccessfully several times, watching Song Qiaosheng's body blind.

Qu Liuxi rushed over quickly, first inspected Huo Tangtang, who was closest to herself, and then ran to check Chang Huan ’s injury, and determined that Chang Huan ’s injury was more serious and could be killed at any time. Put it into Chang Huan's mouth, and then hold Chang Huan's wound with both hands. A light green light appeared on her palm, soft and warm. But for a moment, Chang Huan's wounds no longer bleed.

"Don't move, you hurt too much. The medicine can only temporarily suppress the injury. I will help you stop the bleeding first, and I will make the right medicine for you later."

Xiu Xixi stopped bleeding for Chang Huan, and then went to heal Huo Tangtang for his injuries.

But at this time, Huo Tangtang and Chang Huan seemed to be dead. At the mercy of both sides, the eyes of two people are the same.

An Zheng walked over and squatted next to Song Qiaosheng's body, watching the broken knife's eyes gradually showing intent to kill.

That man, nineteen demons!

Song Qiaosheng died, due to his duties. He knew he was certainly not an opponent of the Nineteen Demons, but he did not flinch. In fact, the martial arts court has withered since the first invasion of the 19th Demon. After the death of a powerful old dean, the three successive presidents of the martial arts court were all literati. Although they inherited this secret duty, they were powerless. Song Qiaosheng, like Huo Tangtang, is the second-generation descendant of the Wuyuan guarding the bookstore. They don't actually have that kind of responsibility and obligation to guard anything, but since they have accepted this arrangement, they will not escape.

An Zheng's palm touched Song Qiaosheng's eyes, but he still looked at him.

An Zheng whispered: "Mr. rest assured, I will avenge you."

Song Qiaosheng's eyes seemed to have a last flash of light, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The book building was in disarray, and even the stairs to the second and third floors collapsed. But even so, the three of them failed to stop the nineteen demons. The Zipin exercise on the third floor was robbed by the Nineteen Demons, and why did the Nineteen Demons rob the thing? I'm afraid no one can make it clear.

Tens of miles away from Wuyuan, south of Fanggu Cheng.

Nineteen demons appeared in a forest, he gasped slightly, but he couldn't hide the excitement on his face. He lowered his head and removed the Purple Pingong from his cuffs, his eyes were full of light.

"Remains!"

The sound suddenly appeared, and the nineteen demons turned around.

He saw Chen Shaobai slowly walked in from outside Lin Zi, his face softened a little: "I am a remnant, why don't you?"

Chen Shaobai put down the black oil paper umbrella in his hand and took a deep breath: "You and I have never been the same person."

Nineteen Devil smiled: "It's a joke, no matter what you think, you are his son, can you still change your identity? In your identity, you actually say that I am a remnant ... don't you think that your The old immortal father is the biggest aftermath? "

Chen Shaobai said: "Unfortunately, I noticed it a little later, otherwise it will not let you kill and kill the innocent."

Nineteen Demons laughed: "If what you said just now was a joke, then what you said now is a big joke. What did you actually tell me to kill the innocent? There are people in this world who are more deadly than your father's hands Is there more debt? At first, he was mad at the dead, and the bones buried in the ground were afraid that it is still there. Would you like me to open it one by one, you can count it yourself to see if it counts? Come here! "

Chen Shaobai said: "It's nothing to do with saying that you are a remnant. When you defected, there weren't many people with you. After all these years, you really wanted to get the skill, but in fact it was just a remodeling of the body. It ’s just. ”

The Nineteen Demon suddenly became unbearable: "You are right! But all this is thanks to your father! If it were not him, how could I become such a person, no ghost, no ghost!"

As he roared, his body changed.

He became bloody, and his body was incomplete. Half of his shoulders collapsed, and there was a shocking wound on his shoulder, as if he had been cut into it by a sharp weapon, and almost cut off half of his shoulders and arms. But the arm was always connected to the shoulder, and Drooping was still swinging there, looking at the special terror. And there was a blood hole in his stomach. Half of the truncated knife was inserted in the blood hole. The knife stuck in his stomach and cut off his intestines, but he didn't die like that.

If An Zheng saw it, he would find that the half knife in his stomach should belong to the same knife that killed Song Qiaosheng.

The first half was cut in the belly of Nineteen Demons, and the second half was cut in Song Qiaosheng's chest. And this black knife is the original magic weapon of the nineteen demons.

Nineteen Demons pointed to their shoulders with their seemingly intact fingers, and pointed to their incomplete half-faces, and then to the half-cut black knives still stuck there on the belly: "These are all Thanks to your father. If you want to say that I killed a lot of innocent people, it should be counted on your father. If it was n’t for him that hurt me so badly, I did n’t have to go to Yan Guo for a little warrior. Look for this thing in the courtyard! "

Chen Shaobai snorted coldly: "Father still took it lightly, he should have killed you then."

Nineteen monsters grinned: "You really don't know that the sky is thick and thick, your father wants to kill me so easily? If it is easy, he still needs to fight desperately to grab some blood-pearl bracelets? Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, But Xue Pei Zhu's bracelet must have fallen into his hands. And not long ago, I saw that thing worn on the hand of the young man named An Zheng, that is to say, that young man was your father's blood corpse? Now What else do you have to say about me cruel? That young man also looks very talented, and he is not going to become a corpse in the future! "

Chen Shaobai said coldly: "It doesn't need you to ask."

Nineteen Demons looked at Chen Shaobai: "Why, are you going to kill me for your father? At first, your father couldn't kill me, do you think you can do it? Even if I don't even have a third of the past strength It ’s not like you can be killed by a little fart kid. I advise you to go back and report to your father as soon as possible. I will wait for him to kill me again. ”

Chen Shaobai took a deep breath again: "Even if I can't kill you, I will try."

As soon as he raised his hand, a brilliant long sword came out of his palm, very cold.

Nineteen demons changed their face when they saw this long sword: "Ming Wangjian, who symbolizes the identity of the leader ... Your father really hurts you, it seems that he is hiding himself in an unknown place, and you You have to guard the blood-cultivated corpse ... In that case, I will kill you, and you will die ... I will kill the blood-cultivated corpse, and your father, who should have died long ago, will not live long. "

His face is grim: "It is you who killed yourself, don't blame me for bullying you."

Chen Shaobai's long sword pointed to the sky: "Then see who killed who!"