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Liu Ao was stunned for a moment when he saw An Zheng fly away from his attack, and then laughed out loud. "It is rumored that you are very powerful in the outside world, and there are even some people who say that you are a genius that only appears once in a hundred years. So these rumors were really just rumors. With your strength, you don't have any qualifications to compare to those three. "

As An Zheng walked forward, he swung his hand that was just shaken to the point that it felt sore, and a smile that Liu Ao could not understand hung on the corner of his mouth.

"An Zheng, don't be rash. You are not his match."

Xu Luan shouted from the back, and then sent someone urgently to report to the Ministry of War.

Liu Ao raised his hand, and the Flying Sword circled in the air for a week before flying back into his palm. Although it was called a Flying Sword, it was actually just a radiant dagger. However, all the cultivator knew that the biggest difference between Xumi Stage and Purified Stage was that it could use energy to manipulate objects.

And using Qi to control objects, in simple terms, was to condense cultivation strength into a line and accurately control the controlled object. So, as long as they did not make a move, it was very hard for ordinary people to tell what realm the cultivator was in. Although it was not very accurate, but the Xumi Stage actually had a simple way to distinguish between them, which was about seventy to eighty percent of what it was.

That was, the larger the object being controlled by Qi, the stronger it would be. Those controlling the short Flying Sword like Liu Ao, were mostly the lower tier cultivator s. Of course, there was nothing that could be done about it.

Most of the cultivator s that were at the several stages of Xumi Stage would be able to control real long sword s. Many people who liked to act cool liked to step on long sword s and fly in the air. When one reached a few stages in the Xumi Stage, they could even fly while stepping on a leaf. Of course, he could also fly, but whether it was flying on the sword or flying on his own, he wasn't as free as a bird. He could just fly for a short distance.

After reaching a few stages in Xumi Stage, no one could say anything even if one stepped on a door.

An Zheng shook his hands as he walked forward, while Liu Ao gradually looked at him with contempt.

"Kid, seeing how difficult it is for you to become famous, you must spend a lot of money to make people know yourself." Since you have a great future ahead of you, why are you seeking your own death when you are different from the rest of us? "

Liu Ao played with the Flying Sword in his hands and said: "When I was in Plains City, even if I wasn't invincible, no one could defeat me easily. Plains City isn't big, I am the ruler. There are many young people like you in Plains City who think that their cultivation level cultivation level is not low enough to challenge me. Every year, I will kill a few of them and throw them into the river to feed the fishes. "

An Zheng said as he walked, "I'll kill you but not feed you to the fishes. I'll kill you and cut off your head as a sacrifice."

Liu Ao was enraged: "I gave you face, die!"

He raised his hand, and the Flying Sword slashed out a streak of flowing light that pierced towards An Zheng's throat. The reason why the cultivator s of the Xumi Stage were strong, the reason the people of the Purified Stage were unable to challenge them, was not only because they could control weapons like the Flying Sword, but also because of the qualitative change in the cultivation strength and the increase in the quantity. If it was to be compared to ordinary things, the cultivation strength of the Purified Stage was silver, and the cultivation strength of the Xumi Stage was gold.

When An Zheng raised his hand, an invisible ball of air exploded in front of him. After the ball of air just happened to explode at the side of the Flying Sword, it affected the Flying Sword's speed and direction.

An Zheng tapped his feet on the ground, and rushed towards Liu Ao.

But before he could get close to Liu Ao, the Flying Sword had shot from behind straight at his head.

As An Zheng charged forward, he bent down and grabbed a handful of long knife from the ground. It was the weapon of one of the big sized men that he killed just now. When he had the long knife in his hand, he twisted his body forcefully and used one foot to support his body. He originally was facing downwards to pick up the long knife.

With a flick of his wrist, the long knife slashed out at the Flying Sword just in time to land on it. With a crisp sound, An Zheng's arm unconsciously swung backwards, causing the long knife to shatter and diverge once again.

When An Zheng turned around, he threw the broken blade away and grabbed another spear from the ground.

When he rushed forward, he was about thirty meters away from Liu Ao. After flying the Flying Sword twice, the distance between the two of them had shortened to fifteen meters. Seeing that he failed to kill An Zheng twice, the anger in Liu Ao's heart ignited, "Let's see how many times you can dodge this!"

He pointed forward with his finger, and the Flying Sword began to spin in the air.

An Zheng held onto the spear with both hands, with the tip of the spear transforming into a silver light in mid air, accurately piercing towards the Flying Sword like a viper.

The long spear broke, and the Flying Sword was pushed away, flying and stabbing into a tree not far away.

An Zheng's arms became numb, and his long spear had already become distorted. He threw away the spear, stepped on it, and a long sword was grabbed by him.

Liu Ao was furious, he summoned his Flying Sword, but the Flying Sword had pierced too deep into the big tree, so he was unable to fly back in time the first time. By the time he summoned out the Flying Sword from the big tree, An Zheng was already less than two meters away from him.

The long sword was like a pool of autumn water, slanting towards Liu Ao's throat.

Liu Ao retreated backwards, and in the blink of an eye, the Flying Sword flew back and pierced An Zheng's back.

An Zheng did not turn his head as well, as his long sword blocked the attack from behind him.

The Flying Sword struck the sword blade of the long sword and broke it. As for An Zheng, he borrowed the power of the Flying Sword s and rushed over with a large stride. In the midst of Liu Ao's stupefied gaze, a fist smashed towards Liu Ao's lower jaw.

Liu Ao dodged once again, the fist grazed past Liu Ao's lower jaw and missed its target.

Liu Ao sneered: "Even if you can get close to me, so what, the difference in strength between you and me ? "Ahhh!"

He suddenly cried out in pain, as an invisible cultivation strength exploded beside his face. The ball of energy shook him until his head became muddled, and even the flesh on his face was ripped off.

"You actually ?" Injured me? "

Liu Ao straightened his body, raised his hand and touched his own face. Seeing the amount of blood on his hand, Liu Ao's fury reached its peak in an instant. "I want to cut you into ten thousand pieces!"

An Zheng laughed coldly: "This is what I want to do as well. If I rely on my tools to win against you, it doesn't count as me winning against you!"

He took a step forward and punched out once more. Liu Ao once again used his left hand to control the Flying Sword, while his right hand punched out.

Peng!

The two fists clearly didn't collide, but a loud explosion resounded between them. A circle of visible ripples spread out in all directions. A few green bamboo sticks not far from the two of them were cut off with a 'pa' sound. The area where the cut off was as smooth as a blade slicing through the air.

An Zheng's arm uncontrollably swung backwards. His cultivation strength was far inferior to Liu Ao's;

Before he could adjust, Liu Ao's Flying Sword had arrived.

It was also at this moment that the surrounding onlookers seemed to hear the sound of something very heavy scraping against the ground. It was as if a huge iron box was dragged along with it, and also as if a heavy door had been forcefully pushed open.

Yes, it was the door.

The door opened a little, just a little. Only An Zheng himself knew that he had only pushed the door open a little; it was not even the width of a finger.

"Scram!"

An Zheng suddenly raised his hand. No one would have thought that such a thing would happen at this moment!

He raised his hand and actually forcefully grabbed the Flying Sword. He held Flying Sword s, and then, a wave of energy burned like a raging fire in his palm. The Flying Sword s were pressed down by this energy until they were completely red. An Zheng clenched his hand, turned the Flying Sword into an iron lump, and casually threw it on the ground.

He raised his head and looked towards Liu Ao, who was not far away from them and was stunned. "I should thank you for letting me know when I am in a state where I can kill a Xumi Stage."

He pushed off the ground and his body shot out. Liu Ao immediately threw a punch out towards An Zheng's face. An Zheng's hand just happened to reach out to grab his wrist, and then, he twisted ? With a kacha sound, Liu Ao's arm was pulled off, and a gush of blood spewed out from the wound on his shoulder.

The cultivation strength contained within Liu Ao's fist wind was led flying far away by An Zheng, and a large part of the bamboo forest was flipped upside down by the violent force.

An Zheng looked at the pale-faced Liu Ao, and said while walking: "Only a fool would completely display their strongest strength, and you still think that I can't compare to those three?"

Liu Ao could not help but retreat, and said while gritting his teeth: "This daddy had already thought about it, I've killed countless people, and I won't die a good death in the end. Sooner or later, someone will kill you. I just didn't expect you to kill me. Since you have beaten me, I have nothing else to say. "

He lowered his head and picked up a broken blade from the ground. "A man must be able to support himself. A loss is a loss. Now, I will give you my life!"

He thrust the blade in his hand towards his heart. "Eighteen years from now, I will still be a good man!"

The burly man fell backwards, blood flowing from his body.

The rest of the men looked at each other, then turned and ran. An Zheng coldly snorted. "No one should even think of leaving."

First, he caught up to the last person. That person had only ran three steps before he was decapitated by An Zheng with a blade strike from behind. The second person had run seven steps, and half of his body had been cut off by An Zheng's blade. The third person ran to the edge of the bamboo forest. An Zheng grabbed onto his hair and pulled him back, then stabbed him through the heart with the blade.

The last person ran to the main entrance just in time to see General Ying Yang Wang Kaitai, who was about to enter. This place was not that far from the Ministry of War. Wang Kaitai had felt the fluctuations in the cultivation strength and rushed over.

The moment Wang Kaitai entered the door, he saw a person rushing towards him. Before he could clearly see who that person was, An Zheng had caught up from behind and hacked apart that person's head with a blade. The long knife was stuck in that person's skull, and when An Zheng pulled out his blade, the sound of the blade and skull rubbing against each other was extremely clear in the night.

An Zheng pulled out the long knife and kicked it over.

Wang Kaitai was startled. "What's going on?"

An Zheng said: "I'll explain it to you later, I'm still missing one person."

He turned around and walked towards Gao Xiang. Gao Xiang was so scared that his face drained of blood, "An ?. Lord An, this is really a misunderstanding. The people who attacked you are already dead, do you think we can just let you pass? "

"You're f * * king overpowered."

An Zheng rushed over and chopped down with his blade.

With a clang, a stone knocked down the long knife in An Zheng's hands.

Wang Kaitai walked over with large strides: "What are you doing!"

An Zheng suddenly turned his head, "No one can stop me!"

In a moment, Wang Kaitai was shocked by the ruthlessness in An Zheng's eyes.

"What do you mean in advance? Why did you come here to kill people?" I'm here, I can't let you have your way. "

Wang Kaitai waved his hand. No one knew where the Pear came from, but he held a set of feather arrow in his hand and said to An Zheng: "If you have anything to say, just say it clearly."

An Zheng turned and grabbed onto Gao Xiang's hair, and then grabbed onto Gao Xiang's neck with his other hand: "General Wang just shoot the arrows, I will kill you!"

With a kacha sound, Gao Xiang broke his neck due to An Zheng's strangling. He stepped on Gao Xiang's shoulder, then pulled out both of his hands ? With a poof, Gao Xiang's head was forcibly pulled off.

Wang Kaitai's hand moved, but in the end, he did not shoot the arrow out.

An Zheng walked over expressionlessly, and cut off the heads of everyone who attacked Jin Sanling one by one. In the middle of the night, the exhausted youth held onto seven or eight heads as he strode out into the night.