Chapter 510: I'll Come Out

An Zheng was sure that Dongpo Taiyan was notified by Geri Sangsang to intercept him, and anyone who appeared in front of him now could be the same, even if it was a cultivator from the Central Plains. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info For Hanhai Sect, An Zheng still knows a little about it, because he used to be very familiar with Xu Meidai.

Xu Meidai's Tianhao Palace has always been the first sect in the southwest of Daxi, and because it has been in the second place for a long time, the people of the Hanhai Sect all look like they are complaining, but they don't dare to provoke the people of Tianhao Palace. Everyone knows what kind of character Xu Meidai is, if anyone dares to bully her female disciples, she will continue to chase and kill, and she will never die.

So when the group of people who claimed to be from the Hanhai Sect appeared, An Zheng was relieved.

It should be very lively today, and it is not only Cha Hyun-guk who wants to kill himself.

The man named Tie Shengxing was stupid, stupid mess. If it weren't for him to say what he was doing for the prince, it would be difficult for An Zheng to guess who they were working for. Well, now the fools don't admit themselves.

I was going to see how many more people were going to kill my own An Zheng, but suddenly I decided not to leave.

Just stop in this peach orchard and wait for them to come.

An Zheng broke Tie Shengxing's neck, and then threw the corpse out. He casually broke off a peach branch and drew a circle on the ground, about five meters in size. He stopped in the middle of the circle, and suddenly remembered how similar the scene he had been waiting for the group of thugs to come when he was in the Illusory City.

"I'm here, you're here to kill. ā€

Relax!

Last time, An Zheng carried a firewood knife with countless gaps on his waist, and used a few thousand taels of silver as bait to lure a group of ruffians. This time, those people were not looking for gold, silver and jewelry, but for the life of An Zheng.

The disciples of the Hanhai Sect who came with Tie Shengxing looked at each other, but no one dared to make a move. With the strength of Tie Shengxing, they are still vulnerable, and of course these people are self-aware. Someone took out a firework-like object from his bosom and hit it into the sky, and soon there was a response in the distance.

Not long after, at least a hundred and ten people from the Hanhai Sect rode demon beasts and came violently, led by Situ Xiong. Among the Hanhai Sect, the most powerful is the sect master Yang Qianfan, and the second is his senior brother Situ Daye. At the beginning, the sect master of Hanhai Sect originally passed the position of sect master to his eldest disciple Situ Daye, but Situ Daye was defeated during the competition, and the position of sect master fell into the hands of Yang Qianfan.

However, there are also legends that say that the reason why Yang Qianfan won at the beginning was because he invited Situ Daye to drink wine on the first night of the competition and drugged the wine. And the next day, which was the day of the inheritance of the sect master, he challenged Situ Daye in front of everyone in the sect and won.

What happened in it, in fact, no one outside knows. However, it is said that the relationship between Yang Qianfan and Situ Daye is not bad now, at least they are always amiable in front of outsiders, and Situ Daye has also shown respect and obedience to the new sect master.

"Is that this the person?"

Situ Xiong, who was sitting on the back of the demon beast, squinted at An Zheng, and then asked, "What about Tie Shengxing, why don't you kill this person and bring him to see me?"

His subordinates hurriedly came over and replied, "Tie Shengxing has been killed by him." ā€

Situ Xiong's face changed, and he couldn't take it lightly. He looked at the men he had brought, and there were many people who were stronger than Tie Shengxing.

"You four, go over and slaughter him!"

Situ Xiong commanded loudly: "Kill him, and everyone will receive a gold spirit stone!"

An Zheng pouted in the circle, and said in his heart that his head was not very valuable.

The four masters under Situ Xiong looked at each other, and then moved forward neatly. The strength of these four people is above Tie Shengxing, and when they go out to do things on weekdays, they are all four people who join forces to exert greater strength. Now dealing with a teenager who looks to be less than twenty years old, the four of them are probably no problem if they join forces.

Four men gathered around him from four directions, one with an iron whip, one with a sword, one with a broadsword, and one with an iron rod.

"Let's do it together, kill him and leave as soon as possible, this place has been noticed. ā€

Situ Xiong urged.

The person who used the iron rod was the most anxious, and the first one rushed over, jumped up in the air, and the iron rod fell directly. The ordinary-looking iron rod suddenly grew larger as it fell, smashing into An Zheng's head like a huge pillar.

"You're too small!"

An Zheng suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out a peach tree from the blood bead bracelet. Every peach tree here is tens of thousands of years old, which is outrageous. An Zheng hugged a big tree and pulled it out, and the power of cultivation instantly filled the top and bottom of the big tree, and the iron rod hit hard together. The practitioner who used the iron rod was like being struck by lightning, and the moment the iron rod came into contact with the peach tree, it was shattered, and his body began to burst open, starting with the hands holding the iron rod, the arms to the shoulders to the head, and then the entire body.

The exploding blood mist erupted, and the surroundings immediately burst into exclamations.

A disciple of the Hanhai Sect lowered his voice and said tremblingly, "Uncle Chang is a cultivator of the Great Manchu Realm, so he was killed?!"

"Really...... It's horrible. I've seen Uncle Chang make a move, that iron rod has the power to overturn the river and the sea, how could that guy be stoned to death with a big tree?"

The footsteps of the three people who were originally moving forward suddenly stopped, and the four of them cultivated to be between the two and the middle, and they were directly bombarded into pulp by others with iron rods, and if they rushed up, they were afraid that they would also end up in the same fate. The three of them looked back at Situ Xiong in unison and found that Situ Xiong's face was unusually ugly.

Situ Xiong shouted loudly: "If you retreat from the battle, be careful of the door rules!"

The other three looked at each other again, all with the same meaning in their eyes. It's all death anyway, so it's better to fight.

"Let's get on it!"

He shouted with his sword, and then slashed out with a sword. A sword ray more than ten meters long was thrown out of his long sword, and slashed directly at An Zheng's head like a long rainbow. At the same time as he shot, he shot from behind An Zheng with a broadsword, and the broadsword swept, and a thick half-moon-shaped knife light slashed out, heading straight for An Zheng's waist. And the one with the iron whip threw the iron whip in his hand, and then sealed it with both hands.

When he finished stamping his hands, the iron whip just fell. He caught the iron whip with both hands and slammed it into the ground, and at the same time, countless steel spears came out from An Zheng's feet.

The three masters of the Great Manchurian Realm shot at the same time, and they cooperated tacitly, which was naturally not trivial. However, the huge gap in strength cannot be filled with tacit understanding, it is not a small ditch, but a large canyon.

An Zheng hugged the big tree and shook it violently, and countless peach tree leaves flew out immediately, like snow falling all over the sky. But by the time the leaves of the peach tree fell, the cultivator with the long sword was left with only a skeleton shelf. Each peach leaf was like the sharpest blade, and after the blizzard swept through, the cultivators with the long sword had no time to defend at all. The blades slice one by one, and in the blink of an eye, a person was shaved naked.

While An Zheng picked up the big tree, he raised his left foot and stepped down violently!

The earth trembled under this foot. The steel spears that pierced from An Zheng's feet were as if they had been crushed back by a huge and heavy mountain. The collapse of the steel gun breaking, the pressure back of being pressed back. And the steel spears that were pressed back pierced out from under the feet of the people with iron whips. Before the cultivator knew what was going on, a steel spear pierced through his crotch and out of his skull, and the whole person was nailed there.

There was only one with a broadsword left, and the half-moon-shaped sword light came in an instant. An Zheng grabbed the big tree with his right arm and put it down, and grabbed it out with his left hand. But if the enemy attacks on the other side, it's just a real weapon and magic weapon, it's just a sword light. However, An Zheng seemed to be stupid, and grabbed the sword light that swept over.

An Zheng's palm seemed to have magic power, and he really grabbed the knife light, and then with a flick of his wrist, the knife light flew back after circling around An Zheng. With the lessons of the past, practitioners with broadswords have already taken precautions. Seeing his sword light coming back, he left to dodge, and for the sake of safety, he slashed out again to block.

However, after his sword light was caught by An Zheng, he threw it back, and his strength and speed were more than twice as strong as before!

He wanted to react, but he couldn't!

A huge half-moon-shaped sword light flashed and swept past the cultivator's waist. Because the sword light was so fast, not even a trace of blood appeared, and the cultivator even maintained a posture of avoidance. After taking another step back, the upper and lower bodies suddenly broke off, and blood began to spray, as well as the bloody and sticky internal organs in the stomach.

After running out of a step, the body separated, and the blood splashed out, and the lower half of the body was immediately stained red.

An Zheng stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and all three magic weapons flew back, and he casually threw them into the blood bead bracelet and fed it to his broken army sword. These three magic weapons are not good things, and feeding them to the broken army sword is only better than nothing.

In an instant, all the four masters of the Hanhai Sect were killed, and they didn't even touch An Zheng's clothes.

Situ Xiong's face was hard to see, and he finally understood why that person would say that he was not an opponent of An Zheng. He can also kill those four subordinates, but he definitely can't kill as easily as An Zheng, where are his four subordinates killing people, it is clear that he committed suicide by crashing into it.

But at this moment, Situ Xiong was difficult to ride a tiger.

He sat on the monster and began to think, what should he do?

"Are you coming?"

An Zheng pointed to the circle he had drawn: "I'm here, I'm not going anywhere, since you're here to kill me, why bother twisting and twisting?"

Situ Xiong turned his head to look at his subordinates: "If anyone goes to kill him, I will give him four gold spirit stones!"

Four golden spirit stones are indeed very tempting, but it is more important not to have your own life. The rest of the people are not even as good as those who died before, and they are still the younger generation. It's okay to let them follow the seniors of their own sect to show off their might, and expect them to kill An Zheng?

Situ Xiong's face turned blue and white for a while, and he didn't want to lose face, so he had to point at An Zheng and say, "If you let me in, I'll go in?" Why should I listen to you? Who knows if there is something strange in your circle, I let you come out and you come out?!"

An Zheng stepped out: "Come out." ā€

Situ Xiong: "......"

I don't think it should be like this.