Repugnant Gateway

The suddenly appearing arm surprised everyone, even high-level seniors such as Gao Sanduo and Zhen Zhuangbi had discolored faces. When Chen Zhou used metamorphosis before, he felt something was wrong with Gao Sanduo. Now it is determined that Chen Zhou really has expert advice. This person's metamorphosis does not know how much better than Chen Zhou.

"Spread wild on my site, did you ask me?"

Gao Sanduo opened the folding fan and pointed to the sky.

More than a dozen fan bones were detached from the folding fan, shining brilliantly. Those fan bones became bigger and bigger in the sky, and finally formed a dozen dazzling long swords. These long swords made a half-turn in mid-air, floating there, with the tips of the swords pointing at the huge black arm, ready to go.

With the direction of the fingers of the senior three, a dozen long swords turned into streamers and pierced them. The sword was extremely fierce with the wind breaking through the air.

This is the difference between the power masters of the Sumiya Realm and the practitioners of the Ascension Realm. The practitioners of the Sumiya Realm can not only exhale the qi outside the body, but also protect the treasure with Qi. It is not difficult to kill people twenty miles away when they arrive at the nine products of Xumi. Dozens of long swords are bright and colorful, straight at the black arm. Although Gao Sanduo knew that the master of the arm was very strong, he was also a popular character in the Forbidden City, so he could not admit it.

In contrast, Zhen Zhuangbi seemed much more timid.

"naive."

The dull voice appeared again, and then waved his hand. Black palms covered with curly hair clapped on the long swords, making a jingling clang. All the long swords were swept out, and even the fur of that hand could not be broken. The long sword was swept away by force, some flew into the crowd and stabbed the onlookers who had no time to escape, some pierced the tree, and some were nailed into the wall.

Senior Three was stunned for a moment, and then angered: "Look at me? You are just a tortoise, and you don't even dare to show up!"

His hand waved sharply and threw the folding fan out. The fan surface flew up into the air and suddenly expanded, forming a scroll that can be hundreds of meters long. The scroll trembles against the wind and is extremely magnificent. A little under the foot of high school senior, his body lifted up and stepped on the fan, and then pointed forward. The fan rolled forward, and the black arm was sturdy after a while.

Gao Sanduo jumped on his arm and pressed his hands down: "Break me!"

All the long swords that had collapsed before flew back, re-assembled in the air, and then swiftly fell. The fan was wrapped tightly around the arm, and the arm twisted like a colorful python. A dozen long swords came with a streamer, and then puffed into the arm.

The third year of high school is proud of his face: "Now I will scrap your arm and let you show your true body!"

"naive."

The voice appeared and said exactly the same two words.

Then with a bang, the fan on the arm was broken apart. Although the fan surface was not torn, a lot of words appeared. A dozen long swords also flew out, flying like a glowing fan. Gao Sanduo was also shocked by the great force on his arm, and he stumbled for a few steps before falling to the ground to barely stand. He looked down at the fan that came back, and it was very damaged.

This time the long sword that flew away failed to fly back again, but all turned back to the fan bone and fell around.

Gao Sanduo's face was pale, but after all he still couldn't hold it back, puffed with blood.

Chen Zhou laughed: "Who can stop me from leaving these wastes? An Zheng, I said, I have already left you far behind. Even if you are lucky enough to win me today, you will definitely die ! "

He pointed at Anzheng: "Kill me, we don't owe each other!"

Someone seemed to sigh in the sky, and then the big hand shot towards An Zheng's head. The palm is too large to cover a hundred meters, and the trend is fast, so it is inevitable to fight for the current strength. Qu Liuxi and Du Shoushou were beside him. If An Zheng had an accident, the three died together. An Zheng suddenly grabbed Qu Liuxi and threw it out, and at the same time kicked on Du's thin buttocks: "Go!"

After doing these two actions, he began to avoid sideways, obviously it was too late.

Seeing rushing out twenty or thirty meters, the palm has fallen.

Sitting on the roof, Chen Shaobai's face changed slightly, and he scolded an idiot. Then he finished with one hand and said "out".

With a jingle, the bronze bell in An Zheng's arms suddenly flew out of his own body, and then quickly became larger, forming a bronze bell like a buckle on An Zheng's head. The palm of the hand fell heavily, hundreds of meters, and fell to the ground.

Within a hundred meters, all those who had no time to escape were shot dead, and the blue stone slabs shattered into powder. Several large trees were photographed directly as wood chips, and the courtyard walls were blown out by the hurricane. The gravel and dust stirred up instantly, dimly. Everyone knows that this time the security dispute is over. Not even the high school senior of Xumi's Realm is the opponent of that arm, let alone the contention?

Everyone vaguely heard a screaming scream, and everyone who saw this scene opened his mouth in horror.

But this scream did not come from An Zheng, but the master of that arm. When the dust was almost gone, people found out that a blood hole was actually broken in that palm!

Something resembling a bronze bell stood there, and An Zheng was gone. The palm clapped on the bronze bell, which directly pierced a hole in the palm. The master of this arm screamed, followed by a shivering voice: "Bell ... why he has a bell!"

Blocking the blow of the giant hand, the bronze bell regained its original size, flew around An Zheng, and then flew away all at once. When everyone and Anzhen were surprised, a muffled voice came from afar, and then an old figure flew out of the crowd and fled in embarrassment.

"Who is that?"

Some people doubt.

"Like the waste nine on Nanshan Street that often repairs the ladle with tears?"

"Oh my god, is he the legendary nine-handed ghost who can change the world with his hands?"

"If he is the one who understands it, it was him who changed his arm for Chen Zhou. The ghost hand Laojiu was so fierce that he was chased and killed by the two ways of Zhengxie, and he could not have imagined that he was hiding in our fantasy world. It has already broken through the situation of Xumi before, and it seems that the rumors are true. It is reasonable to beat him with the strength of Gao Sanduo. "

"If it's the ghost of the old man, who is Anzheng? What is that bell?"

"Why would a child who has just practiced have that kind of treasure? It is a treasure that can automatically protect the Lord and defeat the ghost hand Lao Jiu. It can't be a gold product, and it may even be the treasure of the purple product!"

"Good stuff, really good stuff."

Hearing these words, the people in the martial arts are feeling a bit heavy. They all knew that even if they survived this disaster, they would be more comfortable in the future. The bronze bell saved Anzhan, but it also attracted countless wicked wicked people for Anzhan. Qu Liuxi and the fat man ran back to Anzheng and asked Anzheng if there was anything.

An Zheng shook his head: "I'm fine."

Du Shoushou looked up and down, and he was relieved after making sure that Anzheng was all right: "Frightened me, you are all right."

Qu Liuxi stretched out his hand to diagnose the pulse for An, and then relaxed: "It's not a big deal, except that when he fought the battle with Chen Zhou just now, the injury was not bad. I will help you to stop the bleeding."

She hurried back to get the medicine chest, and then treated the wound for Anzheng.

At this time, that blue streamer was still chasing the ghost hand Lao Jiu. It seems that the ghost hand Lao Jiu is very old and old, but the speed is still staggering. But no matter which direction he fleeed, the bronze bells kept chasing behind him. In the magic world, the ghost hand Lao Jiu continuously flashed on the house, and wherever he went, bronze bells followed.

"You don't count!"

The ghost hand Lao Jiu wailed sorrowfully while running: "You said that the two don't owe each other!"

Those who heard this looked at Chen Zhou one after another, and Chen Zhou also looked dazed, and didn't seem to know what happened. He only knew a little about the Chen family's secret, but he didn't know the secret behind it at all. In his view, the ghost hand Lao Jiu is already a master who can travel to the magic world forever, who thought he would be chased by a seemingly inconspicuous bronze bell.

On the roof, Chen Shaobai in a black robe laughed and said to himself: "Little Chen Qi, you don't even know what the Chen family exists for, and you don't know why your father can succeed. Since the Chen family can gather ghosts Can a practitioner like Shou Laojiu be wiped out by a person from your father's ascension? I just lost some calculations. I didn't expect a child like you to have such a deep calculation. Run first. Go and find some of the secrets of the Chen family for your own use ... Unfortunately, you will never have access to deeper secrets. "

He stood up and glanced at Anzheng: "Interested people, don't die so fast, we haven't cleared up yet."

After he finished speaking, he turned away and disappeared after turning into a shadow.

The bronze bell was chasing the ghost hand Lao Jiu, and Chen Zhou stood alone in a daze. After a while, people reacted and rushed towards him: "Kill him!"

"Kill this beast!"

Countless crowds flocked to Chen Zhou, and he shouted insanely to get people out to help him. Some secretly hidden men rushed out to try to take him away, but they were quickly beaten up. Chen Zhou continued to kill people, but was eventually overwhelmed by the crowd. A corpse fell on the ground, there were other people under Chen Zhou's men, and Chen Zhou himself. All the anger of the people vented on him, and the corpses could not be saved.

"What is that."

Du Shoushou pointed to the streamer moving fast in the distance and asked.

An Zheng shook his head: "I ... don't know."

"That's your thing, how could you not know?"

"I really don't know. I picked up the thing. I just thought the bronze bell was pretty. I wanted to hang Shan Ye around my neck.

"Your luck is really against the sky, you can pick up any baby!"

Du Shoushou patted An Zheng, and An Zheng grinned painfully. The meander eagerly said: "You are lighter."

Du Shou thinly accosted: "I know, I know, lighter ..."

His finger poked lightly on Anzheng's shoulder: "Is it light enough?"

Ann sighed: "You are so cheap ..."

In the distance, the ghost hand Lao Jiu was too old after all, and was eventually caught up by the bronze bell. The bell slammed in from his back and rammed out of his forehead, and his head slammed open in the air. The corpse fell from a height and fell into a mud.

The bronze bell turned into a streamer and flew back, circled around Anzheng Zhou for a few times, and then flew to Anzheng. An Zheng held out his hand, and the little bell fell on An Zheng's palm.

At this time, the people around involuntarily surrounded, many people's eyes radiated greedy light.