Repugnant Gateway

Before Du Shou's hands-on, those surrounded practitioners rushed up first. In fact, practitioners are not much different from ordinary people in nature. If the number of people is the same, it may take some effort to fight, but the number is more than twice that of the other party, and the fight is much simpler.

However, what happened in the next second made everyone chill.

The formations of the Yingyue Kingdom are very complete. Eight people outside form a defensive circle, four people inside form a second defensive layer, and the only one inside is the guy who claims to be a prince. When the surrounded practitioners rushed upwards, they did not expect that the first four shots were from the second defensive layer. The four people shot at the same time, raising a layer of powder-like things, and the speed at which these powders spread out was staggering.

"It's a bug!"

Someone shouted and the text was gone. A cut was made in the neck, and his body softened. When the tiny powder-like insects flew out, the first defense layer moved. Eight people rushed out at the same time, and eight long swords swept at the same time, taking only the opponent's throat. The movements of the eight people are uniform, and the speed of the knife is so fast that the practitioners on the opposite side have no room for dodge.

First, the spattered bugs captivated each other's eyes, and they murdered the next second. Such a routine, these people in Yingyue Kingdom do not know how many times they practiced, and they are skilled in movement and cooperate with each other.

With just one blow, the front row of practitioners who rushed all fell down, and more than a dozen corpses were on the spot.

"Weak."

The self-proclaimed prince said proudly: "It has always been advertised as to what the heaven is up to, but it is just a bunch of garbage. Such a practitioner has no chance of survival in my Yingyue Kingdom. All of them are absolute strongmen who have been trained on the battlefield. One person, I ’m afraid, is enough to sweep your so-called rivers and lakes. I do n’t want people like you to be slaves in my country. ”

"poisonous!"

A practitioner who stepped back screamed and fell down, the toxicity of those little bugs was surprisingly great. The physique of practitioners is far superior to that of ordinary people, and ordinary toxins have little meaning for practitioners. And the most unlucky of these practitioners are also in the state of prisoner's desire. They were killed instantly, and one can imagine how violent the insect is.

"Ha ha ha ha ... garbage is garbage."

Ying Yueguo glanced contemptuously: "The original word in you is called the frog at the bottom of the well. In fact, you are describing yourself. You think you are the center of the world and feel that you are superior. But in fact, you are just a group of people carrying in the dry well. Looking at the frog in the sky, I thought the whole sky was yours. "

"kill him!"

The practitioner behind shouted and rushed up again. This time they became cautious and attacked various weapons from a distance. But those bugs are extremely scary, and they constantly pounce on the practitioners. These little bugs bite and the body will quickly dry out. The purpose of their existence is to kill people, and they don't know which metamorphosis was cultivated. It is smaller than mosquitoes, but its toxicity is daunting.

After it bites the target, it injects toxins into the body in an instant, and then it also dies. The number of insects is too large, and it is still scattered around, forcing the practitioners to keep going back. Someone grabbed his hands and pressed down, and a powerful force suppressed the bugs, and they all landed on the ground. In an instant, all the bugs exploded, forming a layer of poison, and the practitioners on the periphery began to be unable to kill them.

"kill."

Ying Yueguo prince coldly commanded.

The eight peripheral warriors pulled the mask around their necks up and rushed into the poison mist. They could not be seen at all, but the practitioners of the Central Plains fell down one by one.

A warrior of Yingyue Kingdom suddenly rushed out of the poisonous fog, slashing towards the practitioners on the opposite side. And the golden light flashed on the practitioner, and his body instantly looked like a steel casting. The stabbing cut made a slap in his body, but he didn't cut it in at all. The practitioner shouted and took a step forward and grabbed the long sword into his arms. The warrior of Yingyue Kingdom didn't hesitate to let go, and then shook his hands out of a dense set of hidden objects, each of which flashed. Green and faint light. Several hidden objects went straight to the practitioner's eyes, and he quickly raised his arm to block it.

At this time, another warrior arrived. He stabbed the practitioner's abdomen with a knife, and the tip of the knife was unable to enter on the practitioner's abdomen. He quickly pulled his hand, turned around, and kicked it on the handle with a sudden kick. The strength of this foot is too great, even if the practitioner is an indestructible body of King Kong, he can't stop it, not to mention that he still has a great distance from King Kong.

A crackling sound.

The long knife that should have penetrated the practitioner's abdomen stopped in mid-air. The Yingyue Kingdom warrior froze for a moment, and saw a young man in black standing in front of him, holding the long sword in his hand. Knife. The knife was in his hand, as if it had been caught by an iron gate, and it was immobile.

An Zheng looked down at the long knife, his fingers flicked slightly, and the long knife snapped with a snap: "Fanpin."

He dropped the long knife on the ground, and took out the dark red bead obtained in the secret water cell. The red light flashed on the beads, and the poisonous fog was quickly forced to retreat. This bead is the thing inside the strange snake under the water, the power of anti-poison is unparalleled in the world.

When the poison mist dissipated, his sight became clear immediately.

The dark red beads floated around Anzhen, and Anzhen walked slowly to those people. Under the strong pressure, those Yingyue Kingdom's formations all retreated a meter or so.

The prince Ying Yueguo glanced at An Zheng and said with a sneer: "The so-called big country, there is finally someone who can get it. If you can break my drug formation, you are still capable. Come and bow down to me, I will accept you, take you back to Yingyue Kingdom, and then you will be guarded. "

An Zheng didn't speak, but just looked at the man. In a flash, the Yingyue Kingdom prince felt stabbed in his heart.

Behind the crowd, the blond housekeeper stood and looked at Anzheng, her eyes full of glory.

"It really is a strong man."

She looked back at the mage: "Is the bead in this person's hand the one we are looking for?"

"Your Highness, no. The ice beads we are looking for are not like this, and they are very cold. The beads in this person's hand look like they are used for detoxification.

"Oh ... I want to grab it and play."

Ye Linna's mouth turned upward, and she looked at An Zheng more and more interested.

An Zheng's eyes were taken back from the eight defensive formations, and he looked at Yingyue Kingdom's prince: "How many sons does your father have?"

"What do you mean? I'm the only prince of Yingyue Kingdom, and I have a respectable identity. I just said that allowing you to be my guard is the supreme glory of Yingyue Kingdom."

An Zheng said lightly: "Then your father is going to die."

He collapsed a step forward, and the prince Yingyue shouted: "Kill me!"

Eight warriors shot at the same time, four people sprinkled a hidden weapon forward, and four of them fought against An after the hidden weapon. The three dark purple stars in An Zheng's left eye turned slightly, and all eight people were stiff there, still maintaining a swift forward posture. Anzheng Xianting walked over, reached for the long sword from the first warrior's hand, and chopped it off with ease, cutting off the warrior's head. Then he threw the long sword through the throat of the second warrior.

He didn't seem to be fast, because all the eight people became stone statues.

"Master, what method did he use? Spell?"

"His Royal Highness is not a spell, it is more like a kind of pupil surgery. The Central Plains has many strange people, and this person has strange eyes."

"The father and emperor will be happy if they can bring back to our country."

"Your Highness, don't be impulsive."

"Oh, I will just talk about it."

On the street, An Zheng walked in front of the third warrior. In the terrified eyes of the warrior, he took off four or five hidden weapons in mid-air and shot it into the warrior's forehead. An Zheng walked among the eight people, it did look unpleasant, but it only took a few seconds to walk over. Eight corpses fell, and the blood soon stained the street.

The remaining four warriors saw that Anzheng was strong and dared not to fight anymore. They pulled the prince of Yingyue Kingdom and turned away.

They turned and ran, but suddenly found An Zheng waiting in front of them. They turned around again, and Anzheng was still ahead. No matter which direction they flee, An Zheng always waits for them in front.

"Ying Yue Guo?"

An Zheng shook his head slightly: "You may be facing a disaster, and let the people of Daxi see your strength clearly. They will flood into your country like a big wave. Even the people around the prince are just such cultivation, You are exposed too quickly, very irrational. "

Ying Yueguo prince said angrily: "You still don't retreat! I'm ordering you to retreat as the prince!"

An Zheng waved his hands, and the poisonous powder spilled out by the four warriors all condensed, and turned into hundreds of small stones floating in the air. These four people are obviously masters of poison, but cultivation is not very strong. Their formation is closely coordinated with each other, and it is still very useful for some practitioners under the small Manchuria, but it is not so effective for those who practice above the Manchuria.

The particles formed by hundreds of poisonous powder floated, and An Zheng raised his left hand, opened it, and pushed forward. Hundreds of poisonous powder particles burst like bullets blasted like a rainstorm. The bullets seemed to have long eyes, and the four samurai sweeps were broken in a flash, but the Yingyue Kingdom prince was unscathed. The prince Yingyue looked at the incomplete body around him with a pale face, then shivered and said, "I know you are loyal to my heart, you killed them, but you don't kill me, I know you want to stifle me and be me 'S bodyguard ... No, I will make you a general and let you control the army of Yingyue Kingdom. "

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders: "I don't kill you, just because I don't think it's interesting."

He turned around and walked back: "You are here."

The practitioners who had succumbed before swarmed up, and a moment later the screams of the prince of the Moon Kingdom came out. An Zheng didn't even look back, and after meeting with Shaobai Chen, he walked away. On the side of the street, the woman named Ye Linna looked at An Zheng's back: "His every move was like a knight."

The Archmage said: "His Royal Highness, he is a terrible person, please don't approach him. There seems to be a lot of secrets in him. Even if I just used divination, I couldn't see through him ..."

He hadn't finished his words, and suddenly his eyes were black. The Archmage raised his head subconsciously, and An Zheng was already standing in front of him, close at hand.

An Zheng reached out and threw the hat on the mage's robe to the back of his head, looking at the old face and saying, "Don't spy on me, otherwise you know the consequences."

The three dark purple stars in Anzheng ’s left eye turned, and the eyes of the Archmage suddenly bleed. He squatted with a cry, and the blood quickly fell down his face. An Zheng put his hat on him and glanced at Ye Linna: "Your hand has been on the sword for a long time, why not come out?"

Ye Linna looked at An Zheng and didn't know what to say for a while.

An Zheng took Ye Linna's saber out and looked at it, shaking her head: "Good grade, bad look."

He beckoned and a wild flower on the roadside flew over. An Zheng inserted the wild flower on the hilt and turned around: "Now it looks much prettier."