Chen Wunuo glanced at Emperor Zhuo Qing, who had fallen, and then looked at An Zheng after putting away the blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart, frowning slightly, and commanded in a low voice: "Let him hand over the blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart, and then kill him, I am tired, I have to go back to Jinling City first." ”

Sima Pingfeng replied and strode towards An Zheng.

Walking not far from An Zheng, Sima Pingfeng looked around and said with a gloomy face: "You should know what your situation is now, you have spent a lot of cultivation power, the exercise that exceeded the forbidden level that defeated the gluttony just now is indeed awe-inspiring, but can you still show it? ”

He gestured around, and several warriors slowly approached.

"You have no way out, come back to Daxi with me, and continue to work for Your Majesty. ”

An Zheng shook his head: "Fiddate." ”

Sima Pingfeng waved his hand: "Kill him and get back the blood of Emperor Zhuo Qing's heart." ”

The warrior with the number sixteen embroidered on his clothes quickly approached An Zheng, and the iron drill in his hand exuded a cold and faint light. It was a young man who looked to be twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a straight figure and a cold and arrogant face.

In addition to the sixteenth of the fighters, there are twenty-three fighters, twenty-seven fighters, eighteen fighters, and forty fighters. A total of five fighters surrounded and sealed all the retreats of An Zheng.

At this moment, An Zheng knew that his cultivation power had almost been exhausted. Under the continuous fierce battles, he used the super forbidden technique Yuan Thunder Heavenly Explosion that consumed the power of cultivation, and now in the face of five fighters, the probability of a Sacred Marshal being able to defeat them is almost zero.

But An Zheng didn't seem to be worried at all, and watched with a calm face as those fighters approached him.

"I ask you a question. ”

An Zheng suddenly looked at Sima Pingfeng and asked a question: "Is what you are doing now consistent with your ideals when you first joined the army?"

Sima Pingfeng's face changed suddenly, and his eyes flickered. He didn't know why An Zheng asked such a question at this time, but this question made him unable to answer. What was your ideal when you first joined the army, and how long did you fight for that ideal?

"You don't care...... Kill him!"

Sima Pingfeng gave an order.

Warrior Sixteen was the first to strike, and the iron drill turned into a streamer of light and stabbed Ann's throat.

【Avenue Long Wind】

Just as Warrior Sixteen was about to approach An Zheng, a woman's soft moan was suddenly heard. Immediately followed by a storm appeared in front of An Zheng, and the distance from An Zheng did not have any effect on An Zheng. The storm came out of nowhere, without warning. The storm swept the approaching Warrior Sixteen into the air, and the storm swirled to form a tornado, as if there were countless lines of wind that could not break free from the Sixteen Warriors.

Soon after Fighter Sixteen flew up, those wind lines began to tighten, and the thin lines were barely visible to the naked eye, but it was precisely because of this extreme thinness that they were extremely sharp. The wind line was like a thousand blades slashing down at the same time, cutting around the sixteen fighters in a row.

It was only a few seconds, and when Warrior Sixteen landed, his body had been cut to pieces. From head to toe, the body is incomplete. The air lines are too thin and too dense, so the cut wounds are shocking. It looked like the flesh on Warrior XVI had been cut into countless tiny slices, each one almost transparent.

Warrior Sixteen landed, and so did the wind.

The moment the wind hit the ground, the wind that blew out in all directions swept away all the fragments of Warrior XVI's body. With a bang, Warrior Sixteen was completely deprived of flesh and blood, leaving only a bloody skeleton standing, his eyes still there, turning, his eyes full of horror and incredulity.

Xuan Yue, the descendant of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, who was dressed in a navy blue robe, fell to the ground, holding a folding fan in his hand and looking personable. This is a slightly androgynous looking woman, heroic in men's clothes, and charming in women's clothes. She stood there with a folding fan, really like a personable son. tied up a Dao girl's head, and her long hair hung down at the back of her head, as long as a black waterfall.

If you look closely at her face, you will find that this is a woman with exquisite facial features that make people breathtaking. No blemishes can be found on this face, flawless. She is the kind of woman who doesn't look very beautiful at first glance, but the more she looks at it, the more beautiful she becomes, it seems that her face is a treasure, and the more she looks closely, the more she feels that the beauty is impeccable.

After Xuan Yue landed, she glanced at An Zheng, and raised her hand slightly to hold her fist: "Mr. An." ”

An Zheng clasped his fists and saluted back: "Miss Xuanyue." ”

At this moment, a huge black scythe swirled and flew over from a distance, and it was instantaneous. Twenty-Seven sensed the danger behind him and quickly turned around, and the iron drill stabbed out like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole. With a bang, the iron drill and the black scythe collided together, and the whirling scythe cut the iron drill into many pieces like slices.

Immediately afterwards, a black gas appeared from behind Warrior Twenty-Seven, and the black gas spread silently from behind, quickly burrowing into Warrior Twenty-Seven's facial features. Less than a second after the black qi entered Twenty-Seven's body, Twenty-Seven spit out a mouthful of blood. There was a lot of minced flesh in the blood, as if the internal organs were badly damaged.

Burst!

The black qi drilled out from the heart of the twenty-seventh of the fighters, cutting off the heart veins. Warrior Twenty-Seven's knees went limp, and he fell to his knees with a thud. He looked in disbelief and saw the handsome young man in a white brocade robe approaching, carrying the huge black scythe on his shoulder, with a wicked smile on his face.

Chen Shaobai tilted his chin towards An Zheng, meaning to see how I am. An Zheng gave him a well-behaved look, and Chen Shaobai snorted and gestured with a middle finger.

The moment Warrior Forty saw Warrior Twenty-Seven being attacked, he rushed over and prepared to rescue, but his speed was still slower than Chen Shaobai's killing speed. His attention was on Chen Shaobai, and he didn't notice that a humanoid chariot-like Du Thin and thin man was rampage around him. With a bang, Warrior Forty was knocked out of the air, and two black streamers fell in mid-air, one left and one right, coming like meteors.

Warrior Forty wanted to dodge, but the two meteors were too fast for him to react. With two pops, the two meteors pierced his left and right arms, respectively. The warrior subconsciously looked at it and found that they were two halberds.

Bang!

Warrior Forty's body slammed to the ground, and his two arms were nailed to death by halberds. He was about to struggle out when suddenly his eyes went dark. A huge lump of flesh swirled and fell in the sky, smashing down on him.

Warrior Forty couldn't make it out, only had time to close his eyes. Du was thin and rushed over with a 720-degree flying whirl, and his big ass sat heavily on the stomach of the warrior at forty.

Rumble!

A large pit with a diameter of more than 10 meters was directly smashed out of the ground, and after this blow, the fighters were smashed into pieces, and no one could find where to go. Like a bombshell falling, the earth waves flew straight into the sky.

"Slep, smack!"

Du Thin walked out of the dirt waves, spitting the dirt in his mouth as he walked.

When he looked at An Zheng, his eyes were full of concern, and he gave An Zheng a thumbs up.

Anzheng: "You can't fucking put your thumb up." ”

Du thin: "Oh......"

Sima Pingfeng sensed that something was not good, and ordered the fighters Eighteen and Twenty-Three to hurry back. The two fighters quickly retreated towards Sima Pingfeng, An Zheng suddenly appeared, these helpers looked very powerful, Sima Pingfeng was worried that if the fighters were all dead, it would be difficult to deal with him alone.

【Buddha's Wrath】

A plain voice appeared, a little hoarse, but very gentle and nice. However, the Buddha's wrath that came down from above the nine heavens was not gentle at all. Golden flames poured down from the sky like a waterfall, quickly engulfing the Warrior Eighteen and the Warrior Twenty-Three. In the rushing golden fire, it seems that you can still see lotus flowers blooming one by one.

In less than a second, the two fighters were burned to ashes by the golden fire. It's like a karmic fire from hell, and anyone who has sinful karma in their hearts will be burned clean. The golden flame finally turned into a huge lotus flower in full bloom, and the beautiful woman in the middle of the air slowly fell, standing on top of the lotus fire with bare feet.

Her two feet can make people not get tired of looking. Even if you sit there all day staring at these feet, the more you look at them, the more beautiful they feel. The white ankles are tied with red strings, and there is a delicate bronze bell on them.

Xu Meidai landed on the golden fire lotus and sat down cross-legged, the golden fire was so docile in front of her.

Sima Pingfeng took a few steps back, and his face became a little pale.

"You ...... The people who wantonly killed our Daxi military are not afraid of the blows of our Daxi military?"

Du smacked thinly: "Fuck you, I fucking hate you officials the most." It is natural for you to kill people, and it is a great rebellion for us to resist?"

Chen Shaobai: "What do you say, kill him." ”

Sima Pingfeng continued to retreat, and for the first time he had a sense of frustration that he was unable to kill the enemy. The few people on the opposite side, each of them can compete with him, among them, Xu Meidai's strength can even crush him, how can he fight such an opponent? A Xu Meidai he is already invincible, and there is also Longhu Mountain Xuanyue, as well as An Zheng's two friends, this battle will be ten deaths.

"I'm tired and don't want to fight, so you can fight. ”

An Zheng sat down with his hands on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief: "Sit down, let me slow down." ”

Du Slender pulled out the two halberds: "Let's come." ”

Chen Shaobai turned the black sickle: "Fatty, let's get on!"

At this moment, Sima Pingfeng suddenly took out something and crushed it, and a black mist burst open with a bang, followed by a purple light and rushed out towards the west. It was a teleportation artifact, and Sima Pingfeng fled quickly.

"Cowardice. ”

Du sat down next to An Zheng and glanced at An Zheng: "Did you fall on your ass when you sat down just now, how about I help you rub it." ”

An Zheng: "Please get away, okay?" ”

Du thin: "Okay." ”

He rolled around An Zheng, sat down and smirked: "It's not far, what do you say this can do." ”

An Zheng laughed, laughing so relievedly, he could feel that the blood of Zhuo Qingdi's heart in the space magic weapon was getting cold, and he had to leave here as soon as possible due to the limited time.

"You two accompany me to a place. ”

"Where?"

"The Frozen Lands. ”