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An Zheng snorted coldly and grabbed down with one hand. That hand directly penetrated the soil layer, and the big hand that had been blurred out didn't know how deep it was to grab it, so it grabbed the person in the hand below. The man was still struggling halfway through, the sound of the piano becoming messy but the weapon heavier.

"Die!"

An Zheng shouted violently, directly shattering the sound of the piano.

Generally speaking, such a relatively unpopular practice relies on weirdness to make people unguardable. If you don't know where the person who plays the piano is, it's fine, but once the location is determined, it is very likely that someone who is stronger than him will be shocked by domineering means.

An Zheng didn't know any sound wave skills, nor did he know any piano rhythm, but his cultivation power was far deeper than the other party, and his realm was higher than the other party, so under a loud shout, the piano sound immediately dispersed.

An Zheng caught that person out, and it was actually the pianist in the Xiping Inn.

An Zheng saw this woman in Xun Zhiwen's wooden building, and he could see that this woman hated Xun Zhiwen very much. So An Zheng never thought that she was the first to come out to avenge Xun Zhiwen.

"You caught me a woman, what kind of ability?"

The woman had been in excellent shape, but the thorns were a little twisted by the pain. She watched An Zheng speak, her eyes full of contempt.

An Zheng said coldly: "Is being a woman your privilege?!"

He lifted the woman up in the air and slammed it to the ground. The woman's back slammed into the ground, sending debris flying. She screamed in pain, and she didn't know that she had broken a few vertebrae at once, and she couldn't move for a while while lying there.

"Since you also think that women are weak, then why are you so cruel to her?"

An Zheng pointed to Luo Hong, who was already dying not far away, and glared angrily.

The woman sneered, "She deserves to die, you all deserve to die." Even if it is to torture you in a more brutal way, I don't think it's excessive. ”

An Zheng nodded: "You're right. ”

An Zheng stepped down and slammed on the woman's chest. With a thud, the woman's chest immediately collapsed. The two lumps of flesh on his chest were directly crushed by the huge force, and the minced flesh flew out in all directions, crackling against the broken wood and the ground.

An Zheng kicked her away again, grabbed the piano she had dropped beside her, hooked the woman with one leg and kicked forward, leaning the woman's body against a big tree. Then he withdrew his foot, pulled the lyre with his left hand, and pulled up all the strings with his right hand, and released it violently.

With a buzz, seven or eight strings ejected, and seven or eight wounds were cut out on the woman's body. And her arms were directly cut off by the strings.

At the severed arm, the blood flowed like an infusion.

"Don't kill him!"

In the distance, an old man staggered over, crying and begging, "I beg you not to kill her, she is also a miserable person." ”

An Zheng turned his head suddenly, and saw the old man named Ye Changkong running over, a few meters away from An Zheng, the old man fell to the ground with a plop, and kept kowtowing to An Zheng: "I beg you, let her go, she is also a hard-working child." ”

An Zheng looked at Ye Changkong, but the strings that had been pulled up stopped there.

Ye Changkong kowtowed and said: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, this is a debt! When he was snatched away by Xun Zhiwen, I didn't obey, and I desperately wanted to snatch her back from Xun Zhiwen's hands." But I don't know how to practice, so naturally I can't snatch it back. It's just that no one thought that she had suffered so much under Xun Zhiwen, but in the end she still liked that beast. I beg you, please let her go. ”

An Zheng shook his head: "I let her go, I let her go, the white boy who was killed by her, Luo Hongxian and his beard who were about to die, how can I explain to them! Because you and her pity me, I must let her go? Poor people must be forgiven for doing evil?!"

Ye Changkong just kept kowtowing, and the old tears were rampant: "Please, you can kill me, I am willing to exchange my life for her life." ”

An argued: "You didn't kill anyone, why should I kill you?"

Ye Changkong begged bitterly: "It's just a life, I am willing to die to repay the evil she has done and repay the debt she owes." ”

An Zheng just shook his head: "If a person makes a mistake, he must be responsible for the mistake he has made." If a man has done evil, he will pay for the evil he has done. ”

Ye Changkong stood up violently: "Okay, then please give me a chance to be a father to protect my daughter." I'm not a cultivator, but I'm not a crippled body, and I can't watch my own daughter being killed by you. Now that you give me a chance to fight, I will be grateful to you. ”

The three star points in An Zheng's left eye quickly rotated, but no matter how you look at it, the old man is not a cultivator.

"You're not a cultivator, why bother?!"

"Please understand the feelings of a father, I challenge you now. I've heard that practitioners are righteous people, and if someone challenges them, they have to face it. Although I am not a cultivator, I am not afraid of death. Kill me before you kill my daughter. ”

He strode forward, picked up a wooden stick from the ground that had been cut off by Qin Yin before, about a meter long, and rushed towards An Zheng: "Let go of my daughter!"

An Zheng looked at the old man who rushed towards him, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart. How could he make a move against such a father? Not to mention that the other party was not a cultivator, even if he was a cultivator, it would not be Ye Changkong's turn to repay this debt.

However, Ye Changkong would not stop, he picked up the wooden stick and smashed it towards An Zheng's head: "Let go of her!"

An Zheng took a step back, avoiding Ye Changkong's stick: "Don't make a move, I said that people have to pay the price if they do something wrong." ”

Ye Changkong said: "But I have to save her." ”

The whirring wind of the dancing stick was unorganized, let alone the power of cultivation. This old man eats and sleeps in the open, but he is also in good health. But no matter how good the body is, there is no power to cultivate, how many catties of strength do you have on the stick?

After An Zheng avoided it a few times, Ye Changkong was already out of breath. He lowered his body and gasped, then took a deep breath and stood up again and rushed to An Zheng: "Even if I am tired to death, I won't let you kill her, she is my daughter, and there is no one else in this world who can protect her except me." ”

An Zheng avoided again, and after a few times in a row, he reached out and grabbed Ye Changkong's stick: "Don't make a move!"

Ye Changkong grabbed it a few times and couldn't catch the stick back, he suddenly fell on An Zheng's body, holding An Zheng deadly.

It was at this moment that An Zheng felt death.

If it weren't for the fact that An Zheng's Heavenly Eyes were still above the sky, if it weren't for An Zheng's perception of death being much stronger than that of people who had never died, maybe An Zheng would have died. An indescribable violent force struck from behind An Zheng, and at this time, An Zheng was hugged by the old man, and his attention was on Ye Changkong.

The power, furious and savage.

An Zheng's holy fish scales automatically separated out and blocked behind An Zheng, and the thirty holy fish scales were lowered like thirty heavy gates, and in the sound of banging, the gates reached the sky and went down into the earth, thick and solid.

Rumble!

Even though the scales of the holy fish were strong enough to be called the most perfect defensive magic weapon in the world, the force still blasted the scales of the holy fish away. The stick wind swept over, and a forest at least a dozen miles in front of him was directly destroyed. As soon as the stick wind passed, the ground was swept up to a depth of at least three meters, and the brush pushed forward, and the bulldozer rolled forward with the waves of earth.

This stick directly changed the landscape.

Not to mention the forests for more than ten miles, even the solid and flat official road outside the forest has been lifted away. The earth wave swept forward, rolling more and more heavily, advancing forward at an extremely fast speed, at least a few miles away before stopping, when the stick wind stopped, a few miles away there was a tall earth mountain hundreds of meters away.

And the most terrible thing is that after the stick wind, even the soil was destroyed. The soil was crushed by the force of the wind and turned into dry and lifeless grains of sand, as fine as dust. The mountain looked huge, but another hurricane might blow it away.

That's an extinct force.

An Zheng suddenly remembered that when he was in Cangman Mountain, there was a master who besieged him, and he used a stick.

He jerked around, but there was no one to be seen.

The monkey stood dozens of meters behind An Zheng, clutching a wooden stick in both hands. If he looks like a monkey like that, he is clearly cultivating to become a powerful cultivator. And the monkey's eyes when he looked at An Zheng were as full of hatred and fear as ever.

An Zheng suddenly understood that it was not a person who shot at him that day, no wonder he didn't find the right person all the way. Although Ye Changkong couldn't cultivate, the strength of that monkey had already surpassed the Great Manchu Realm.

Although An Zheng couldn't understand how a person who couldn't practice could tame such a monkey, it didn't matter anymore.

"It looked at me with hatred and horror because it had already seen who I was, right. ”

An Zheng looked at Ye Changkong and said with a sneer: "And you, in fact, knew who I was when you saw me." I vaguely remember that when I was in the Ming Law Division, there was a record of strange people in the rivers and lakes, in which a strange person was recorded. It is said that he cannot practice, but his ability to comprehend various exercises is extremely strong. Therefore, many masters have come to him, hoping to get his guidance to improve their realm. ”

"Unexpectedly, you actually trained a monkey with your talent. The monkey sees you as a master, and after all, it is not intellectually sufficient, so it is easier for you to control. ”

Ye Changkong struggled to stand up, but An Zheng's kick was too heavy and almost killed him.

An Zheng said coldly: "You were so tired of being so miserable just now, I was really almost deceived by you, it wasn't your daughter at all, right?" Even if it's your daughter, you're just trying to use her to distract me and cover for your monkey's fatal blow. People like you don't have any humanity anymore. ”

Ye Changkong laughed, and actually held up An Zheng's kick instead.

"Although I can't practice, my life is connected to its life, it doesn't die, and I don't die. ”

Ye Changkong smiled so proudly, even if he looked very embarrassed: "I just didn't expect that you are more cunning than before." Fang Zheng...... Now that you've seen through it, let's fight again. I want to see if you're still invincible in your second life?!"

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