Repugnant Gateway

Twenty warriors in heavy armor rushed out from behind, each of whom was two meters tall. The armor on them is extremely heavy and looks weird, with rune flashes on it, and the runes on the twenty people are almost exactly the same.

Anzheng's broken army sword swept away, and the sound of the 20 people was neatly retreated with a single sound.

Then An Zheng stunned.

The cultivation of those twenty people is nothing but a state of imprisonment. Under their own sword, these twenty people are right in a strange place. But swept a sword, the twenty people just stepped back. But although those people are not dead, you can also see that someone under the mask has vomited blood.

The blue star in Anzheng's left eye turned, and the power of Heavenly Purpose was revealed.

understood.

A great defensive magic weapon, a great formation.

These twenty people are connected to each other and share the attacks they have suffered. That is to say, under their armor, no matter which one is attacked, the damage to the attacked person will be evenly distributed to the other 19 people. The armor on these nineteen people is ridiculously high in defense.

The speed at which Anzhen is represented by numbers is two hundred and one. In the same way, Anzhen is in the seventh grade of Damanjing, but it already has the strength to fight the practitioners with the peak strength of Damanjing. The practitioners at the pinnacle of Great Manchuria are much taller.

After these heavy armor warriors shared, they actually reduced the contention's attack power to a range that they could bear.

"Look how long you can block!"

Anzheng stepped forward, avoiding the sword that the samurai had hacked, and slammed his hand on the samurai's breastplate. The samurai flew out like a cannonball, and killed at least dozens of soldiers behind him. The remaining nineteen people, almost swaying, almost fell.

Anzheng chased up, holding down the falling one and started beating. With one punch and one punch, even if the heavy armor is a very high-level defensive weapon, it still can't bear the fierce controversy. After four or five punches, everyone in the samurai's chest was smashed down. Anzheng's fist slammed into it, and the blow completely abolished the heavy armor. The fist was directly inserted into the samurai's chest, holding his heart with a sharp punch!

boom!

The remaining nineteen burst at the same time.

Anzheng stood up straight and looked at the soldiers who rushed not far away, and after the soldiers saw Anzheng killing 20 armor, one of them rushed forward and stopped involuntarily, no one else dared forward.

"dead!"

An Zheng pressed his hands down, and countless purple currents were released from him. Like countless purple dragons rushed into the army, the purple dragons tossed back and forth in the team, such as sweeping in the clouds, just a moment, at least hundreds of soldiers were turned into charred black bodies.

An Zheng swept the sword with his right hand, and the tens of meters of the sword awn swept out. The dozens of enemy soldiers in front of him were blocked and cut off.

Under the banner of the Chinese army, Helian Tingan was furious: "Whoever killed me this bastard, who will I be promoted to general?"

A cultivator of his men flew down from the horse's back, volleying at Anzhen's throat. He wore a pair of armor-like gloves and looked extremely sharp. If you pinch your neck with such a hand, the consequences can be imagined.

However, he is too slow, this man's strength is in the small Manchuria, the speed is only more than 100. Anzheng stepped forward, before the man's arm stretched out. Anzheng had grabbed his neck, grabbed him from the air, and pressed **** the ground. The practitioner's back hit the ground and directly hit a big pit, and the gravel was flying, and the practitioner groaned involuntarily. But he hadn't had time to react, and Anzheng stood upright and stepped on his face.

Boom!

The head burst like a watermelon smashed by a hammer, red, white, and various colors flew out. The broken bones of the brain were shot like bullets, and the soldiers who rushed to the surroundings did not know how many people were shot and killed.

Two enemy generals rushed over, one with long swords and the other with strange swords. They were extremely powerful and powerful warriors. But they were still too slow, and the two hadn't had time to shoot. Anzheng moved forward, grabbing the necks of the two men with his left and right hands, and slammed their heads together.

In the cracked head, An Zheng rushed past like a **** of killing. Around his body, dozens of holy fish scales swept across, no one could approach.

The generals around Helian Tingan were killed one by one, and one by one was killed by An Zheng. Even no one could block the blow in front of An Zheng. In a short period of time, the powerful men under Helian Ting'an are unlikely to rush back to rescue.

Helian Tingan brushed his long sword out, and jumped from the monster's back, stab at Anzhen's throat. His speed was as fast as that of An. This is the first time An Zheng encountered a practitioner and his speed can be compared. No matter the monsters or beasts, there are really few people with such speed among the practitioners.

An Zheng noticed that there was a jade-like thing hanging on this person, still shining. Tianmu turned, and the voice appeared in Anzheng's mind.

[Blessing the magic weapon can increase theory by 15%, defense by 1%, attack by 1%, and speed by 10%. 】

Ten percent!

The speed of contention is two hundred and one. If it is increased by 10%, it can completely compete with the real small sky realm.

Both of them attacked defenses to the extreme speed, and the soldiers around could not see where the young master and the enemy were. Only occasionally there was a burst of wind blowing, and some people burst inexplicably.

"The speed is fair and the power is insufficient."

Anzheng avoids the sword of Helianting: "Your power is strong and your speed is fast, but your cultivation base is unstable. So this cultivation base should not be your own, but soon Someone has poured this huge power into your body before, even if you can bear it temporarily, there will be problems in the future. I will help you, put this power out, and use your power to kill! "

Helian Tingan attacked several hundred swords in a row, but actually did not hurt An Zheng. It was when he was angry that he heard An Zheng saying this even more annoyed. He screamed and attacked like a mad tiger, completely defensive.

"weak!"

Anzheng's broken army sword slammed the long sword of Heliantingan, and then hit the door of Heliantingan with a punch. Helian Ting'an also punched, and the fists of the two men slammed together. With a click, Helianting's five fingers broke at the same time, not only the phalanges, but also the arm bones, the broken bones were inserted from the muscles, and the shreds were hanging on them. Anzheng's fist broke Heliantingan's arm, and the fist continued to move forward, grasping the bones exposed in Heliantingan's disconnected arm halfway, pumped out, and then forward once.

With a puff, the bone pierced Heliantingan's heart, and pierced out from the back.

"If it takes time, your cultivation base will be settled and then shot, then you may become a strong man at the peak of Daman Realm."

An Zheng slammed his face on Helian Tingan's face, and flew his head directly out of his neck. And that head just flew out, An Zheng's other hand stretched out, grabbed his head with a snap: "But you can only die now."

An Zheng, holding Helian Tingan's head turned, tens of holy fish scales twirled and flew out behind him, and with a puff, he cut off the flagpole of the Chinese army with full thigh thickness. The big flag and the flagpole, which were four or five meters long, fell from the air, and those who didn't have time to escape when they fell on the line were killed.

An Zheng grabbed the big flag as a guillotine, who has ever seen a flag killing? The flag flew up and there was a broken limb and broken arm.

"The people of the Helian family are dead!"

An Zheng grabbed a large flag and swept high, raising Helintingan's head: "The imperial army will arrive!"

He didn't know if he could scare those people by doing so, and the scene was so big that his shout might not make every enemy hear clearly. But it was not without effect. The Chinese army collapsed one step further. Seeing that Heliantingan was dead, many people turned around and ran away, lest the killer would shoot towards himself.

The Chinese army was in chaos, and the team besieging Xiahou Dan in the front was also in chaos. The pressure there was suddenly light. At this time, Xia Hou had only about thirty soldiers left, and even the long knife in everyone's hands had broken into countless gaps.

The Chinese army is chaotic, the front team is chaotic, but the back team still has a team of almost 20,000 or 30,000 people still squeezed forward. Throughout the battlefield, no less than 40,000 or 50,000 rebel cavalry were entangled.

And at this moment, a cannon suddenly sounded in the distance.

A fiery red swept from a distance, like a blazing fire burning from the horizon. The speed at which the fire waves swept through was shocking, and as soon as the fire waves came into contact with the rebel team, the rebel team collapsed. The other party is like an omnipresent flame, and here is ice and snow. If they meet on both sides, if the flags are quite down, the rebels have already been chilled. When the flames come over, they will be like boiling soup and snow. The rebels dispersed and beheaded.

That's a border guard wearing a fiery red uniform!

Daxi Border Army in the Northwest!

That fierce red, burned everywhere. The team swept forward, and the rebel team quickly collapsed. The border cavalry chased and strangled behind the rebels, and handed their backs to the enemy. One can imagine how fast the rebels would die.

Falling down layer by layer, the corpse was soon trampled into meat by the horse.

In fact, the Daxi Border Army cavalry led by the Yuwens who came to the rescue only had 10,000, while the rebels had no less than 40,000 or 50,000, but in this case, the rebels still have the courage to fight. The arrival of An Zheng's imperial army has already made countless people heartbroken. The first time the Helians sent troops, and the tens of thousands of cavalry that they put together thought they could seize a large area of ​​rivers and mountains.

Red chased black, leaving countless incomplete corpses on the ground.

The warhorse stood screaming alone, looking at the master who had fallen to the ground.

An Zheng looked at the team and went far away, feeling a little hurt in his heart.

War is always cruel.

If the people of the Helian family kept on hand, the northwest would become a **** on earth.