An Zheng's body exudes an indescribable faint white, and people are always accustomed to distinguishing a certain grade of the five grades according to color, the most basic grade is emerald white, red, gold and purple, and purple often symbolizes a higher grade.

But at this moment, the white light on An Zheng's body is a color that is close to holiness.

"Kill!"

A roar roared out of An Zheng's throat, like the release of an enraged beast before it transformed. A wave of sound erupted forward from his mouth, and Zhuang Wuyan, who had been punched with more than a dozen holes in the distance, was knocked away by this hurricane-like sound wave.

An Zheng pointed forward, and the physical god of war behind him teleported over and flew directly behind Zhuang Wuyan. In mid-air, the body rotated half a circle, and a whirling kick kicked Zhuang Wuyan's back. Zhuang Wuyan was kicked back by this huge force, but An Zheng arrived again.

The fist slammed into Zhuang Wuyan's chest, and the fist directly pierced the body, and the bloody arm punched in from the chest and came out from behind.

At the same time, the physique god of war chased after him and kicked at the crook of Zhuang Wuyan's leg, and with a plop, Zhuang Wuyan's knee hit the ground, and the person knelt in front of An Zheng. An Zheng's fist was withdrawn from Zhuang Wuyan's chest, and his bloody palm grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's face.

"Immortals?"

Zhuang Wuyan vomited blood in his mouth, and the blow that pierced his chest almost shattered him. He raised his head to look at An Zheng, his eyes were fierce.

"Mortal...... You think you'll be able to beat me this way?"

Suddenly, a cloud of black light exploded on his body, and he violently knocked An Zheng away. A cyclone appeared in the sky, and one after another black lightning swooped down like an angry dragon. The black electricity that flickered on the dragons didn't seem to come from the heavens, but from hell.

"Electricity?"

An Zheng snorted, and as soon as he raised his hand, the purple electric dragon roared towards the black dragon. What a magnificent spectacle it was...... One by one, the purple electric dragon and the black electric dragon collided in midair, and one explosion after another directly overturned the nearby mountains.

Under the violent explosion, the mountain quickly changed from a kilometer high to 800 meters, 500 meters, and 300 meters...... In just a few minutes, a towering mountain was directly bombarded by two violent Heavenly Dao thunder forces. In the smoke and dust, the figures of the two people also disappeared.

"Want to escape?"

A grim smile curled up at the corner of An Zheng's mouth.

At this time, he had just gained the power of Daqi, and his body had evolved to the point of a true demigod. In the Daxi era, An Zheng's demigod body was not pure. And at this moment, he already has a physique that is different from any human realm cultivator, and also different from any immortal, god!

Two red rays shot out of An Zheng's eyes, penetrating the billowing smoke and dust to find Zhuang Wuyan's location. Zhuang Wuyan thought that he could take the opportunity to withdraw, but how did he think that An Zheng had the ability to perceive everything in the world.

The cultivation technique that Fang Tanzhi taught to An Zheng once again played a role, and in the bursting and frenzied aura, An Zheng accurately found Zhuang Wuyan's location, teleported over, and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's hair behind his back.

Zhuang Wuyan's head, who was running wildly, was grabbed, and the huge force forward was suddenly stopped, his head quickly fell back, and his neck snapped off. And under the huge force, the handful of hair in An Zheng's hand was directly pulled off in an instant.

An Zheng threw out the hairs with a flick of his hand, and those hairs turned into thousands of sharp arrows, penetrating Zhuang Wuyan's body one by one, almost like a sieve.

"You dare to kill immortals!"

"Why don't you dare!"

An Zheng stepped on Zhuang Wuyan's back, grabbed one of Zhuang Wuyan's arms, stepped on it with force, and dragged his hand up...... With a pop, that arm was directly pulled off the shoulder by An Zheng. Zhuang Wuyan screamed in pain, and the blood on his shoulder flowed out like a waterfall.

An Zheng grabbed the wrist position of Zhuang Wuyan's arm, used this arm as a big stick, picked it up and smashed it on the back of Zhuang Wuyan's head.

Boom!

At this moment, the back half of Zhuang Wuyan's skull was almost completely shattered, and several skulls burst out like bullets, sweeping all around. A big mountain at the good end, a lake at the good end is now gone, and the ground has been lifted up to a thickness of almost two meters, which is the real lack of grass.

An Zheng kicked Zhuang Wuyan out of the air, and his body spun in mid-air and crashed into a falling boulder. With a bang, his body smashed the solid stone into powder.

At this moment, An Zheng was like a killing god, his eyes were blood-red, and he seemed to have completely lost his mind. In his head, a voice told him again and again...... You are the most noble person at this time, how can these humble people dare to bully you? You are the only one in the world who makes others afraid, and you must not be afraid of anyone!

That may be the last cry of Da Qi's memory, but it affected An Zheng's mood.

Zhuang Wuyan is not a little immortal after all, his strength can defeat Ning Xiaolou. However, when Da Zheng's power exploded, what was the point of him being strong? If after a while, after some of Da Qi's power was absorbed by An Zheng and partially dissipated, it would be almost impossible for An Zheng to defeat him. But at this time, An Zheng is an absolute powerhouse, and he doesn't even have the strength to escape in front of An Zheng.

The body god of war flew over and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan from the gravel powder, and such a powerful immortal body was almost shattered. If he were an ordinary Great Saint Realm cultivator, he would have already turned into a puddle of flesh at this moment.

The physiognomy god of war grabbed Zhuang Wuyan, pinched Zhuang Wuyan's neck with his left hand, and raised his right fist to hit Zhuang Wuyan's left eye. When this punch burst, it directly burst the eye socket, and the eyeball exploded in the eye socket, and the red and white minced flesh flew out.

The physique god of war punched Zhuang Wuyan's eyeballs, and then lifted Zhuang Wuyan up with one arm, lifted it above his head and smashed it down. Zhuang Wuyan's head slammed into the ground, and the physical god of war grabbed his neck and pressed it to the ground and ran forward, while Zhuang Wuyan's head was under the ground. As the physical god of war sprinted forward, Zhuang Wuyan's head was like an iron plough ploughing out a deep furrow on the ground.

The physique god of war ran forward for at least a few tens of meters according to Zhuang Wuyan, and then as soon as he let go, Zhuang Wuyan's body plowed the ground and rushed towards An Zheng. An Zheng waited until Zhuang Wuyan's body stood upside down, and kicked Zhuang Wuyan's waist with a sweep, and with a click, Zhuang Wuyan's lower body broke to the side. When the person flew out, his legs and head collided..... It's not a bending hit, it's a sideways crash.

After landing, Zhuang Wuyan was already dying, but the powerful immortal body still maintained his life. He struggled to sit up, but he didn't have the strength at all.

"Poof......

A stream of blood erupted from his mouth, more blood foam and minced flesh, in fact, the blood was almost gone.

"How dare you...... Attack the immortals. ”

An Zheng walked over without saying a word, raised his foot and stomped down, the sole of his foot stepped on Zhuang Wuyan's skull, and the head crashed directly into the earth. With a bang, a huge pit exploded on the ground, and Zhuang Wuyan's body went directly into the bottom of the pit.

The physical god of war jumped down, grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's ankle and threw it back in a circle. When Zhuang Wuyan flew over, An Zheng stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's remaining arm, and then kicked it on Zhuang Wuyan's body.

grabbed and kicked, and the remaining arm was also torn off by An Zheng. There wasn't much blood spilled out, and Zhuang Wuyan's body was like noodles.

Having lost both arms, Zhuang Wuyan wriggled like an extremely ugly piece of flesh and worm after falling to the ground. His face was on the ground, and because he couldn't turn over, the remaining eye could only look at the inch of ground in front of him.

"You...... You will be punished. Any...... Ahem...... Anyone who dares to rebel against Asgard will be punished. ”

An Zheng walked over and grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's neck and picked him up: "Don't you think that now you are suffering retribution? You feel that you are superior, you can only kill mortals and mortals cannot resist? Who has established the hierarchy in this world, and who regards mortals as pigs and dogs? Sooner or later, I will hit the fairy palace and pull down and crush you guys who think you are high one by one!"

"You...... Stop dreaming. ”

Zhuang Wuyan's face had been beaten terribly, and the eye that could barely see An Zheng was almost sealed by the swollen eyelids. His bloody head drooped, but he tried his best to raise it to maintain the last shred of his dignity as an immortal.

"Immortal...... Always on top. What can I do if you win? Actually, you're right...... People like me...... Ahem, a person like me is nothing in Asgard. There are as many immortals as powerful as me, and any one person can tear you to pieces. With your strength, you still want to overthrow Asgard...... Ahem, Anzheng, you know every year, ahem...... How many cultivators want to overthrow Asgard every year? Do you know how many are killed by us every year?"

The corners of his mouth grinned, still disdainful: "You are just the slightly stronger one among the many ants in the human world." ”

"You are more humble, and you will die at the hands of my ant. ”

An Zheng grabbed Zhuang Wuyan and shook it, and Zhuang Wuyan's body immediately floated sideways. The physical god of war stepped over and stretched out his hand, just grabbing Zhuang Wuyan's two legs. An Zheng grabbed Zhuang Wuyan's head with two hands, and the god of war grabbed his two legs, the two of them glanced at each other, and then dragged them back at the same time.....

"Immortal?"

Bang!

The body was directly dragged away by the two people, the head was pulled off by An Zheng, and the body was dragged by the physical god of war.

The god of war threw the corpse on the ground, and An Zheng threw the human head on the ground. The two men looked at each other and stood facing each other. An Zheng stretched out his hand and raised it, and the physical god of war also stretched out his hand and raised it, and his two hands snapped in mid-air.

"Long time no see. ”

An Zheng grinned, and the physical god of war couldn't speak, and he also grinned.

I don't know why, An Zheng suddenly felt that the eyes of the physical god of war were so demonic. And what he didn't know was that if he was given a mirror to look at himself at this moment, he would find that his eyes were just as strange......

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