When Lang Jing was oppressed and lying on the ground, there was not the slightest fear in his mind. www.biquge.info He didn't know why he was so calm, he was so afraid of death and so afraid of loneliness, but he didn't have any fear at this moment. In a blur, he vaguely saw two old wolves walking away in the snow, shoulder to shoulder. also saw it, and they waved their arms to say goodbye to themselves.

The middle-aged fat man's feet fell heavily and stepped on the back of Lang Jing's head. He is a cultivator of the Sumeru realm, and he has the absolute strength to torture and kill Lang Jing.

But he couldn't.

A huge bronze bell flew diagonally from the sky, as fast as lightning. The middle-aged fat man's reaction was also very fast, as soon as he raised his hand, the flying sword shot away with blue light, and the next second the flying sword shattered, and the bell knocked the middle-aged fat man out like a heavy hammer.

The bronze bell that exuded an ancient atmosphere slowly rotated and floated there, protecting Lang Jing. A ghostly figure quickly swept over, crouching down to check on Lang Jing's injuries. Xiao Qidao, who was originally grabbed by the middle-aged fat man, fell down from mid-air, and the person squatting next to Lang Jing did not look back, and reached out to catch Xiao Qidao.

Since entering Fanggucheng, An Zheng's murderous intent has not been so heavy. Even when he had just entered the city and met the group of scum from the Dafang Agency, even when he killed Su Feiyun angrily in that dilapidated courtyard, his murderous intent was not so heavy. At this moment, in An Zheng's heart, there was a sword out of its sheath.

An Zheng simply bandaged the wound for Lang Jing, and then glanced back at Du Shou who rushed over: "Take him back and give it to Xiao Liu'er." ”

Du Slender picked up Lang Jing, and then ran out to pick up Lang Jing's broken arm, and he asked An Zheng: "What about you?"

An Zheng looked at the middle-aged fat man who was struggling against the wall, and the killing intent in his eyes was surging out like a tide.

"Don't worry about me, go back and save Lang Jing first. ”

As soon as An Zheng stretched out his hand, the bell flew from mid-air and landed in the palm of his hand. Du Shou knew that it was important to save people at this time, so he asked his subordinates to pick up Xiao Qidao as well, and then rushed out in the direction of the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect.

An Zheng slowly walked towards the middle-aged man, and the man's face became extremely ugly. He looked at An Zheng and smiled wryly: "This little brother, is there any misunderstanding between you and me?"

An Zheng didn't speak, he didn't even want to say a word. He walked forward, and the middle-aged man began to hold on to the wall and step by step back. An Zheng's footsteps were not very urgent, but the gentle footsteps were like muffled thunder, which exploded in the middle-aged fat man's heart one by one, and the flow of his blood seemed to become chaotic.

"I'm from the Gao family. ”

The middle-aged fat man suppressed the fear in his heart, and his mind was quickly thinking about how to overcome the difficulty in front of him.

"Little brother, you also know how powerful the Gao family is in Fanggu City, of course, not only in Fanggu City, but also in the entire Great Yan, and even outside of Great Yan, the Gao family's influence is very great. There is indeed a misunderstanding in this today, and I am also very guilty for hurting your friend, so let's take a step back, if there is any use for the Gao family in the future, you can just say. ”

The middle-aged fat man kept retreating, trying to alleviate the crisis in front of him: "I seem to look at you a little familiar, maybe we have worked together before, of course you also know the style of our Gao family, and would rather make one more friend than one more enemy." ”

An Zheng still didn't say a word, just walked towards the middle-aged fat man step by step. The middle-aged fat man felt the breath of death from An Zheng's body, and he couldn't understand how the murderous aura on a young man's body could be so heavy. In a trance, he actually had the illusion that he saw a terrifying beast phantom behind An Zheng, and the eyes of the fierce beast were exactly the same as An Zheng's eyes.

With a snap, the middle-aged fat man's feet stepped on a piece of gravel and his body staggered. He thought that An Zheng would take the opportunity to attack, so he desperately released the power of cultivation, and the walls around him were shattered and collapsed by his strength. Even the roof of a house more than ten meters away was blown away by the vigorous dancing energy.

The power of the violent cultivation gradually dissipated, and the flying smoke and dust slowly fell. An Zheng's body passed through the thick smoke and dust, and the slender and straight figure seemed to come out of the fog.

Still silent.

The fat man who was panting just straightened up, and his neck was pinched by An Zheng with a snap, and he wanted to say something more, but he couldn't say a word. The power in that hand almost suffocated him. Then he felt that he was lifted up by An Zheng, and looking down from a high place, An Zheng's eyes were even more terrifying.

I don't know when, the sky is gradually occupied by dark clouds. When the first raindrop fell from above, a bolt of lightning exploded, like a sword plunging from the sky into the earth. That is, at the moment when the lightning dispelled the darkness, the middle-aged fat man finally saw An Zheng's face clearly.

The name exploded in his mind like lightning in the sky.

"Anzheng...... You are the Anzheng of the Apocalypse Sect!"

The middle-aged fat man struggled and twisted, and said this in a hoarse voice. He had heard a lot of things about An Zheng, and he had also deliberately gone to see what An Zheng looked like, but after a long time, his face gradually blurred. Besides, An Zheng has never been a beautiful and unforgettable teenager, and he doesn't have such a dazzling appearance.

In the flash, the middle-aged fat man saw An Zheng's other hand slowly raised, and then grabbed his arm.

An Zheng's eyes were sharper and brighter than lightning. He looked into the eyes of the middle-aged fat man and said word by word: "This matter starts with you." ”

Self-start?

The middle-aged fat man's brain was confused, and he didn't understand what An Zheng meant by saying this. But he didn't have time to think about it...... With a click, his arm was directly pulled down by An Zheng.

An Zheng pulled off the middle-aged fat man's left arm, and then grabbed the other party's right arm and dragged it down, and a stream of blood gushed out from the fracture, staining An Zheng's clothes red. An Zheng casually threw away the broken arm, and then threw the middle-aged fat man to the ground.

"Where?"

Ann asked.

The middle-aged fat man almost fainted in pain, and he didn't hear clearly what An Zheng was asking. An Zheng walked over like a demon and smashed the fat man's left leg bone with one kick. Shattered bones poked out of the flesh, and the wound looked terrifying.

An Zheng lowered his head and asked, "Where is it?"

The middle-aged fat man wailed in pain, and then subconsciously replied: "It's right in front, the Gao family's casino." ”

The rain gradually became heavier, and An Zheng grabbed the ankle of the middle-aged fat man and walked into the distance step by step in the rain curtain. He walked through the last darkness before dawn, through the layers of rain, to the outside of Gao's casino. At this time, the guys in the casino were cleaning up the corpses in the house, and everyone was stunned when they saw An Zheng dragging the fat man to stand at the door.

An Zheng dragged the middle-aged fat man into the house, and the fat man's body was dragged by him over the steps and thresholds, and his head hit again and again, and the fat man was already unconscious. An Zheng casually threw the fat man aside, looked at a broken stool leg at his feet, and he bent down to pick it up.

The guys looked at each other, and no one knew what was going on. But one thing they knew for sure was that this young man, who looked as fierce as the beast of the ancient wilderness, had come to kill. More than a dozen guys looked at each other, and under great pressure, they chose to flee. More than a dozen people scattered in a hurry, fleeing in different directions.

An Zheng began to kill, catching up with a guy from behind, and the wrist-thick stool leg poked through the guy's back and out of the heart. The blood instantly stained the wood red, and viscous blood dripped down the legs of the stool. An Zheng kicked the corpse away, then chased after the second fellow, blasting the fellow's head with a single blow.

One of the fastest guys ran to the window and before he could jump out, he was swept off his legs by An Zheng's stick, and then pierced his heart with a stick.

The broken leg of the stool has become the most murderous weapon at this moment. Soon there were more corpses in the room, and only the last fellow was left on his knees shivering.

An Zheng dragged a chair over and sat in front of the casino door, and then pointed out with the bloody leg of the stool: "Go and report the news." ”

The guy didn't react at first, but when he did, he rushed out of the casino.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the street not far from the door could not be seen clearly. An Zheng sat quietly on the chair, the stool legs in his hand were covered with minced flesh and blood beads.

After about a few minutes, a dozen large men with weapons burst in through the door, took a look at the room full of corpses, and then rushed towards An Zheng with a roar. An Zheng raised his hand and pointed forward, and the bronze bell flew over, and then made a crisp sound. The sound waves visible to the naked eye rippled out, and the dozen or so people who rushed in were instantly shocked to death by this powerful cold. The skull shattered, and more than a dozen headless corpses fell to the ground.

After a few more minutes, an old man who looked to be about fifty years old walked in from the outside, first at the corpse in the room, and then at An Zheng who was sitting in a chair. The old man hesitated for a moment, and then clenched his fists: "This little brother, I am Gao Dieluan, I can still say a few words in the Gao family, may I ask what happened to make you kill so much in my Gao family's casino." If there is something wrong with the Gao family, you say. If you come here on purpose, I'm afraid you won't end well. ”

An Zheng shook his hand back, and the stick spun and flew out, and with a bang, the wall smashed through a large hole. In that room, a dozen bound children screamed in horror, struggling to huddle together, looking out with fear in their eyes.

An Zheng raised his head and looked at Gao Dieluan: "You just said that I was going on a killing spree......?" You're right. ”

His eyes lit up, and the bronze bell flew towards the high stacked mountains. Gao Dieluan's cultivation is not bad, and he can see the power of the bell at a glance, and with his nearly forty years of cultivation, he doesn't dare to take it hard. This bell was given to An Zheng by Chen Shaobai at the beginning, and Lao Huo said that the bell was a magic weapon after reading it. An Zheng didn't understand what a magic weapon was, but An Zheng was like a demon at this time.

Gao Dieluan pushed his hands forward, and a bronze mirror appeared in front of him. There are intricate patterns on this bronze mirror, and there seems to be a kind of sea wave-like water vapor in the faint mirror, which is obviously not ordinary. With An Zheng's eyesight, of course, he can see that this thing is a mid-level magic weapon of the red product, and it is hard to find.

But in front of the bronze bell, this hard-to-find bronze mirror couldn't hold on for even two seconds. The strength of this old man is above the fifth grade of Sumeru, which is far stronger than An Zheng's strength, but as far as the magic weapon is concerned, his magic weapon and An Zheng's magic weapon cannot be compared at all. Even if An Zheng's strength is weak, there is enough to make up for it in the magic weapon.

With a bang, the bronze mirror cracked. Gao Dieluan walked in, but was shocked and flew out upside down. But before Gao Dieluan flew out of the door, An Zheng's body had already arrived. Gao Dieluan went out of the room first, his ankle was grabbed by An Zheng, and he was pulled back into the house.

Standing at the door, An Zheng saw that the rain was already full of people. The streets were densely packed with black-clothed men from the Gao family, each carrying a long knife in their hands. When lightning fell, the light reflected from at least hundreds of long knives was so cold. But An Zheng dragged Gao Dieluan's ankles back into the room under the gaze of hundreds of big men, and then picked up half of the bronze mirror from the ground, and poked it into Gao Dieluan's head with a pop.

Blood shot up, splashing An Zheng's face, but he didn't care at all. Leaving Gao Dieluan's body at the door, An Zheng walked over to the chair and sat down.

The crowd outside surged for a while, and then someone began to give orders. Immediately after that, countless black-clad men began to storm the casino, the windows were shattered, the doors were pulled off, and dozens of people broke in from the outside at the same time. Repeating crossbows, darts, and all kinds of hidden weapons were the first to break in and shoot towards Anzheng.

The bronze bell spun up, and a layer of rich blue light protected An Zheng, and all the hidden weapons were blocked by the blue light and shot back. Those hidden weapons were like strafing, and they overturned the big man who rushed in. With no doors and no windows, the rain began to sprinkle into the house, then carried blood back into the street, and the ground was dark red.

Another group of people tried to rush into the casino, but were stopped by a horse-drawn carriage that suddenly arrived. Out of the carriage came a young man dressed in white brocade with a spear in his hand. This person is dressed in white and has a silver gun, and he looks particularly chic and handsome. Judging from his face, he is about twenty years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his body is as straight and straight as the silver spear in his hand.

He walked to the door, holding the silver spear in both hands and clenching his fists: "Sect Master An, hello." ”

An Zheng shook his head slightly: "There are fewer people killed, it's not good enough." ”

The young man in white smiled bitterly: "Judging from this matter so far, it may indeed be that there is something wrong with our Gao family." Some scum do evil under the banner of the Gao family, but we ourselves don't realize it. In any case, this matter has too much impact on the Gao family. ”

An Zheng said lightly: "So you plan to suppress this matter, and then you can act as if nothing happened?"

The young man shook his head: "No, no, no, that's not what the Gao family meant...... My name is Gao Sheng, and I can represent the Gao family. Isn't Sect Master An still dissatisfied with the current situation? You have killed enough people, and the anger in your heart must have almost been vented. The Gao family can ignore this matter, and ask Sect Master An to stop here. ”

An Zheng suddenly laughed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was so cold: "There is something wrong with you...... It's not that you Gao family cares about it, it's me. Not only do I have to calculate, but I have to think bigger. ”

He raised his hand and hooked his fingers: "You take two more steps forward." ”

Gao Shengxuan's face changed, and his eyes flashed with anger. He took a step forward with the silver spear in his hand, but when he looked up into An Zheng's eyes again, he couldn't take the second step anyway. At this moment, he felt that his state of mind that he had practiced for fifteen years had failed. He didn't make a move, and An Zheng didn't make a move, but he was so bleak and bleak in defeat.