Dozens of cultivators with good strength at the master level of the sect separated the two sides, and a passage was made in the middle. The passage www.biquge.info was less than two meters wide, and for these cultivators, the distance of two meters wide was not considered distance at all.

What An Zheng has to face is the cooperation of every door master, and maybe even these door masters.

But An Zheng still has no regrets and still strides forward.

In the crowd, Chen Shaobai, who was holding a Yaksha umbrella, scolded an idiot in his heart, ready to shoot at any time.

Standing at the front of the two masters, one looked to be about fifty years old, short in stature, but the two arms were exceptionally strong. It can be judged at a glance that this person's cultivation is on the same pair of hands. It's not that An Zheng hasn't encountered such a cultivator, who doesn't cultivate any magic weapons, but cultivates his own physical body.

When An Zheng first encountered him, he was not afraid, let alone now?

"Wei Anzong, Xiao Yang. ”

The old man casually hugged his fists and said hello, and then made a gesture of please: "The old man is the first to ask the world-famous Great Yan Protector, the sect master of the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect An Zheng." ”

An Zheng also hugged his fists in return, and then took a step forward.

The old man suddenly moved, and made a move before An Zheng stepped into the passage between the two rows of people. And his shot can be regarded as a real shot. Because his two arms actually separated from his shoulders, they collided with An Zheng like two short dragons.

Specific positions of the body can be separated, and it is not the first time that An Zheng has seen it.

Those two arms, one dozen of Anzheng's faces, and one dozen of Anzheng's lower abdomen. As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art industry, and this old man named Xiao Yang has practiced on these two arms all his life, which shows how powerful it is.

An Zheng took out his hand, grabbed the arm that was attacking the lower abdomen with his left hand, and grabbed the arm that was attacking the door with his right hand.

It was like stopping two mountains that had crashed into it. The strength of this kind of terror, even if An Zheng is really an iron wall, it has been shattered.

However, there is more to the fight than just an impregnable wall.

The two arms were grabbed by An Zhengyi, and the onlookers subconsciously whispered. Everyone knows how terrifying Xiao Yang's two arms are, and those who have fought with Xiao Yang know even better, although it seems that Xiao Yang's offensive methods are a little monotonous, but when the strength reaches a terrifying level, there is no need for any fancy to speak of.

And the rumors of An Zheng are only sixteen or seventeen years old, even if he is strong, how strong can he be? Therefore, when everyone heard the rumors of An Zheng in the past, most of them would think that this young man had something amazing to support him, and his luck was extremely good.

When An Zheng grabbed those two arms, everyone was stunned for a moment.

"How is this possible?"

"The power of that punch can break mountains and rivers!"

However, although he was caught, Xiao Yang's face only changed slightly, and he quickly regained his self-confidence: "It's admirable, it's not easy to block the old man's blow at this age." ”

Before his words fell, his left fist suddenly opened, and a majestic and violent force surged out from his palm.

【Tiger Roar】

The powerful power of cultivation formed a tiger head, which was already close to materialization, and opened its bloody mouth and bit it towards An Zheng. At this distance, at this speed, An Zheng hardly had any time to react, and if it were someone else, he would definitely have been bitten off his head.

Everyone was shocked, and said that Xiao Yang actually hid a killing move. When I saw him shoot before, he was already very strong, and I didn't expect that there was a trick hidden.

The tiger's head bit An Zheng's throat, and An Zheng's eyes lit up.

The tiger's movements suddenly slowed down for a moment, and he vaguely felt a blazing temperature suddenly appear. But An Zheng clearly couldn't free his hands anymore, and both hands grabbed Xiao Yang's arms respectively.

It was An Zheng's pupil technique, the power that had just been gained in the secret realm. If it was a cultivator of the Ascension Realm, even if it was a cultivator of the early stage of the Sumeru Realm, An Zheng didn't need to make a move at all, just one glance at this Blazing Pupil Technique, and the other party would turn into ashes.

Of course, this glance couldn't stop a Little Manchurian Realm cultivator's trick, but it was enough to make this trick a little slower.

A thunder dragon phantom appeared behind An Zheng, and bit down the tiger that was about to bite An Zheng. The Brontosaurus had electricity on its teeth, and after biting the tiger's skull, the electricity poured directly into the tiger's head. In the sound of stinging, stabbing, the tiger's head was directly bitten to pieces.

The Brontosaurus's mouth closed and clicked, and the tiger's head was torn apart.

An Zheng snorted coldly: "Big insects, too, insects." ”

At this time, Xiao Yang's right hand was about to be opened, and a more violent cultivation force was about to surge out. An Zheng's eyes looked at Xiao Yang's right hand, and the thunder dragon immediately pounced again. The power of thunder and lightning did not wait for the tiger to pounce out of it, and directly wiped it out in the palm of his hand.

Xiao Yang, who was not far away, screamed in pain, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.

"Waste your arms!"

An Zheng snorted coldly, the blazing purple sun appeared in his left hand, and the purple lightning swirled in his right hand. In just an instant, the two arms, which were harder than steel, were directly burned to ashes by the purple sun, and the other was directly blasted into slag by the purple lightning.

With a thud, Xiao Yang's body fell to the ground softly. Both arms were abolished at the same time, and his nearly 100-year cultivation was abolished. If An Zheng is willing, it is easy to kill him at this time.

But sometimes, not killing is more intimidating than killing.

An Zheng clapped his hands and slapped the ashes off his hands.

He didn't even look at the old man who was lying on the ground and had passed out, and continued to move forward.

"In the early stage of the three grades of the Xiaoman Realm, it took almost a hundred years of cultivation to survive to this realm, why bother?"

An Zheng said arrogantly: "I have practiced for ten years, and it is easy to break your hundred-year achievements." ”

The man who looked to be in his forties standing opposite Xiao Yang had a changing face, and after being silent for a while, he didn't dare to make a move. He knew that he was not Xiao Yang's opponent, and even if he made a move, it would only be a humiliation. He made a gesture of please, then turned to leave.

Because this person knows very well that he retreats without a fight, and he will no longer be qualified to stand by King Zhao's side in the future. Not to mention standing by the side of King Zhao, there may never be a chance to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes of Zhao in the future. However, he knows better that if he makes a move, then he is afraid that the end will be worse than Xiao Yang. If he was given a choice, he would rather leave the Zhao Kingdom than be abolished or killed directly.

As the head of a family, face is of course important, but what is more important than face is living.

One move, one person is wasted, and one person is scared away.

An Zheng walked over and stood between the two people who were in second place, and looked left and right at the two people.

The old man standing on the left smiled wryly, and hugged his fists towards An Zheng: "Tiantai Sect Master, Lin Erlun." ”

An Zheng was just about to say please give advice, Lin Erlun hugged his fist at the beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties opposite: "As the saying goes, good men don't fight with women, women first." Therefore, this opportunity to learn from Sect Master An, I will give it to Sect Master Chu first. ”

Although the beautiful woman looks a little plumper, she still has a charm that is irresistible to men. Especially the towering breasts, which are so spectacular. It's just a little bit of body movement, and those two big balls of things will jump up and down, which is simply an eye-catching weapon.

And she is very tall, at least more than 1.7 meters, and her skeleton is very large, so she is slightly plump. However, with long breasts and thighs and round hips, she has all the advantages of stimulating men.

But everyone in the rivers and lakes of Zhao Guo knew that this woman could not be provoked, and when someone passed by, she touched her buttocks, and she destroyed this person of the Nine Clans. When someone was fighting with her, he only said that women were not good, and she directly dismantled them. The last time Zhao Guojianghu Sect was discussing swords, she was on the field, and no one wanted to fight her. Not just because she's a woman, but because she's a woman she can't mess with.

The tall woman sneered, "Coward." ”

She clenched her fists with both hands: "Master of Linglong Sect, Chu Yingnan asks Sect Master An for advice." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, An Zheng suddenly came to her, and the broken army sword didn't know when it appeared, and the tip of the sword pointed at Chu Yingnan's throat.

An Zheng took a step back and clenched his fists with both hands: "The sneak attack is not a big man's doing." However, at this time, it was not a competition, and An Zheng had to see King Zhao, so he was offended. If the Lord of Trumen makes a move, An Zhan may not be able to win. ”

Chu Yingnan's face kept changing, and after being silent for a while, he clenched his fists: "Defeat is defeat, thank you Sect Master An for giving me a little face for this woman, so that I won't lose so shamefully." ”

She turned away: "This frank and upright person named An Zheng is by no means the kind of ruthless person who is rumored to be in the rivers and lakes. From today onwards, if anyone instigates me to kill An Zheng, I will kill whoever I want first. ”

An Zheng turned his head to look at the old guy: "Sect Master Lin, please advise." ”

The old man named Lin Erlun was already over one hundred and sixty years old, and he had already passed the age of going into battle in person. But he is still energetic, although he has taken a back seat in the sect, as long as there are beautiful girls in the main gate, he will definitely come out and try to get the girls.

Over the years, I don't know how many people have been harmed by him.

Lin Erlun pondered in his heart for a while, and he was sure that he was not an opponent for An Zheng. He and Chu Yingnan are both at the peak of the third grade of the Xiaoman Realm, and they are just a little stronger than Xiao Yang, who was miserable before. It's no problem to win Xiao Yang, but it will definitely not be as easy as An Zheng. Besides, An Zheng had already succeeded if he wanted to kill Chu Yingnan just now.

He clenched his fists: "I am willing to admit ......"

Before the words in the back were spoken, An Zheng's broken sword arrived: "Thank you Sect Master Lin for teaching." ”

In an instant, Lin Erlun summoned three defensive magic weapons, and condensed all the power of cultivation in front of him. At the same time, he retreated sharply, drawing more than a dozen circles with both hands, and the power of cultivation formed a raging tide in an attempt to deflect the Broken Army Sword.

But no matter what was in front of him, the straight forward route of the broken army sword did not change. In front is a ritual weapon, pierced. The front is the power of cultivation, piercing. In front is an old man, pierced.

The second grade of the small Manchu realm, and Lin Erlun, who killed the peak of the third grade of the small Manchu realm, also had no pressure at all. The broken army sword went all the way forward, piercing the magic weapon, piercing the power of cultivation, and piercing Lin Erlun's heart.

An Zheng drew his sword, and when the sword qi was withdrawn, it exploded in Lin Erlun's body, directly exploding a shocking blood hole. Looking at the fallen corpse, An Zheng shook his head: "The heart is vicious, it is still like this in front of women, and I don't know how disgusting it can be in front of men." ”

What An Zheng didn't know was that when Chu Yingnan was young, Lin Erlun wanted to occupy her. If it weren't for the fact that he thought that the predecessors of the rivers and lakes would have blocked him, Chu Yingnan might not have the status he has now, and he might have sunk or been killed after being harmed by Lin Erlun.

Lin Erlun has been thinking about Chu Yingnan for many years but can't get it, and later Chu Yingnan's cultivation is not weaker than him, and he has no chance. So he has always been very angry, always looking for an opportunity to teach Chu Yingnan a lesson. That was the first female disciple he had dared to refuse him for so many years as the master of the Jianghu Sect.

An Zheng looked at the corpse on the ground, and then kicked it away.

"A calculating woman is not worthy of death in front of me. ”

He moved on.

"Next!"