Gate of God

"You..." The horrible expression on the face of the holy man king's pilgrimage is terrible. What is more than seeing his own emperor killed, and being pointed at by the other party with a sword, shouting, roll, or die, more Insulting?

Looking at Fang Zhengzhen in front of him, and the innocent sword stained with blood in Fang Zhengzhi's hands, he wanted to rush up desperately, and he wanted this guy who dared to kill his emperor to be buried with his emperor.

However, at this time, an anxious voice came from the heaven.

"Father and Emperor, no!"

"Not?!" The Holy Man of the Holy Barbarian dynasty certainly knew that this voice followed the other emperor who came with him, and he also knew why not.

However, he could not bear it.

As a generation of emperors, the biological emperor was stabbed to death, the enemy was close at hand, how could he bear it, how could he bear it.

The powerful breath quivered on him constantly, like a roaring sea, angry and daunting.

But in the end he didn't take another step forward, not because he didn't want to, but because he knew it was not a holy dynasty, but a heavenly pavilion.

"Daxia Dynasty, don't mind fighting another battle for Fangzheng, Yun'er, do you mind?" Sheng Shang Lin Mubai's voice sounded at this time, looking at the Holy Man King's pilgrimage slowly.

"The emperor doesn't mind!" The wise king Lin Yun also spoke, almost without any hesitation.

"hiss!"

The disciples of the Tiandao Pavilion listened to the "simple" dialogue between the Da Xia dynasty priest and the sage king.

For one person, don’t mind the war between the two countries.

Moreover, this person is still a dying person who has only four months to live.

I have to say that St. Lin Mubai and the wise king Lin Yun did it. They told Fang Zhengzhi in the most direct way. Despite the killing, even if the two countries went to war, they would not hesitate.

"Ah!!!" There was a roar on the Holy Man of the Holy Barbarian dynasty. He hated, really hated, but there was a nation's people behind him.

More importantly...

He has lost once, how can he lose again?

"Return the body of the Emperor's body to me!" After the roar of the Holy Man King pilgrimage, he finally calmed down, even if his fists were already pinched white.

"Boom!" Qian Wu's body rolled to the feet of the Holy Barbarian Pilgrimage.

Fang Zhengzhi said nothing more.

His current goal is not on the sage of the Holy Barbarian dynasty, and he has no hobby of "Zhulian Nine Clan", but Qian Wu must die.

Whether it is for the deceased prince, or for waiting for his own Pingyang in Lingyun Tower, or for the decision that Qian Wu just stood out.

Of course, if the Holy Barbarian King wants to fight on the pilgrimage.

Then fight!

There is nothing to be worried about. As the surrounding population said, he is now a man who has stepped into death halfway.

The fist on the holy man king's pilgrimage was squeezed again, and his nails penetrated deeply into the flesh. He did not stay any longer, but quickly hugged Qian Wu's body and strode toward the heavenly pavilion.

No longer stay in Tiandao Pavilion.

Because, his most beloved Emperor is dead.

The hope of the Saint Barbarian dynasty is gone. Then, what he needs to do next is to quell the civil strife, guard his territory, and wait for the mad attacks of other dynasties.

The lonely back, but the world where the strongest respects, this is the reality.

But Fang Zhengzhen also turned slowly, and never looked at the Holy Man King's pilgrimage again. There was only one person in the purple light-filled eyes, that is, the five elders standing in front of him.

"Boy, ruthless enough!" The five elders also looked at Fang Zhengzheng. He didn't feel anything wrong with Fang Zhengzheng's actions just now.

Because, this thing is replaced by him, and he will do the same.

Just like his shot against Nangong Mu, he could not tolerate a person who might attack him to continue behind him. Such an approach is not benevolent, but stupid.

The strong is respected.

This is the law of survival.

Especially in the Holy Land, this law is more profound.

And now, he is also obeying this rule. Only by killing Fang Zhengzheng can he continue to gain a foothold in Tiandao Pavilion, and it is possible to restore his lost dignity.

"Boom!" A loud noise rang behind him.

Elder Five didn't go to see more. He knew that this was the voice of Yan Qing and Nangong Mu fighting, but he didn't have the energy to manage this now.

Because, Fang Zheng's strong, has exceeded his expectations.

Reincarnation heaven?

Plus Pang Sheng Road!

Moreover, after a long battle in a row, and after being attacked by himself, he did not feel exhausted. What kind of monster is this kid?

"Die!" The elder Five didn't think about it any more. With a finger in his hand, he rushed up again.

As the elder of the Holy Realm, the elder of Tiandao Pavilion, he has his own dignity. Even if he is not feeling well now, it is still impossible to stop and rest.

The green bayonet sword was covered with rich brilliance, and it was very fast.

"Kill!" Fang Zhengzhen's mouth also gave a cold drink, the innocent sword humming and clear in his hand, the magical purple light seemed to be a little more than just now.

But the moment he was ready to meet him.

A strong tingling came from his chest. It was a feeling of dizziness caused by the heart beating violently, like being stabbed by countless cold spikes.

This made Fang Zheng's sight suddenly blank.

However, that oppressive and sharp breath is already near.

Subconsciously, Fang Zhengzhi straightened a sword towards his breath, and then he felt a powerful force hit his sword.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

Fang Zhengzhi's body flew out directly, smashing a white jade stone grid like a meteor, making the tingling in the heart more intense.

"Wow..." A spit of blood spewed out of Fang Zheng's mouth, and a violent heartbeat sounded in his ears, like a loud drum.

"what happened?!"

"Is this guy no good?"

"It seems that it is really exhausted!"

Looking at such a scene, the disciples around Tiandao Pavilion were also a little surprised, because, according to the situation just now, Fang Zhengzhi should not lose so fast.

least……

It is impossible to lose like this.

Is it a deliberately revealing a flaw?

This is the idea in the hearts of the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion, but soon this kind of idea was rejected by them, because Fang Zhengzhi now looks a little different.

His face was extremely pale, and the strange purple light on his body was constantly turbulent, and it felt like he was going to completely swallow his body.

Very strange feeling.

Elder Five was also a little surprised. In the previous sword, he didn't ask for a cheap voice in Fangzheng's voice, even if it was in a two-to-one situation.

However, with the sword just now, he obviously felt that Fang Zhengzheng's strength was much weaker, and he even felt a powerless feeling.

what happened?

Was it really exhausted?

Elder Five felt that this possibility was not great. After all, there could not be such a large gap between one move and one move. Even if it was really exhausted, it should be gradually exhausted.

Is it a hidden disease?

Five elders suddenly thought of a thing, Fang Zhengzheng was a dying man with only four months left, so it would be normal to have hidden illnesses in his body.

"Boy, die!" The five elders did not hesitate.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, he is also very clear, even if he is a strong in the Holy Realm, it is still impossible to give up such an opportunity.

As soon as his figure moved, he rushed straight towards Fangzheng again.

...

Fang Zhengzhi wants to curse now, Cao Nima!

Because, he suddenly remembered one thing, that is, he seemed to have forgotten to take the medicine, but this does not blame him completely. After all, it has not been a month since he came out of Beishan Village.

Normally...

He doesn't need to take medicine now.

But the strong tingling in the heart clearly told him that the medicine could not be stopped.

what happened?

Is it because the consumption is too huge, so do you need to take medicine in advance? Or is it because the last time you took too much medicine, which caused the duration of the effect to shorten?

This possibility still exists.

After all, any medicine taken too much or too hard at one time will naturally give the body some resistance.

It's easy to understand the truth.

Fang Zhengzhi returned to Beishan Village after World War I in Yanjing City, and the timing of taking medicine was also disrupted. Therefore, the specific time for the medicine taken in Beishan Village was not calculated.

But the main problem now is not this, but that he has no medicine on his body.

Because, after the last battle of the Yanjing City, Wu Yuer's girl learned a truth, medicine, must not be placed on Fang Zhengzheng's body.

Not even if it is spare.

I have to say that Wu Yu'er is still very clever. This can be said to be a bit of a bite and a long wit. In order to make Fang Zhengzhi no longer "impulsive", he just cut off his idea of ​​taking medicine to increase his strength.

But this way...

It's embarrassing.

Fang Zhengzheng needs to take medicine, but the medicine is not on him, but on Wu Yuer. According to the agreement, Wu Yuer still has three or four days to arrive.

How to do?

Otherwise, discuss it with the elders. Hold your hand and don’t fight, pause for a few days, wait for Wu Yuer to take a medicine first, and then come back and continue to fight?

is it possible?

Fang Zhengzhi felt that if the five elders really agreed, that would be stupid.

Finished.

This is pretending not to be stolen.

Feeling more and more powerful, Fang Zhengzhi knew that he was almost hanging.

Because, he can't control the power of the source in "the sea and the world" now. That powerful force is fiercely colliding with his heart.

The strong tingling soaked his whole body. Although the scene in front of him was no longer a blank, but it kept spinning around, turning him dizzy, and it was very blurry.

Really dying?

Doesn’t Chi Guyan blame herself for not keeping her word? There was no way to blame it. All came here, and everyone could see clearly, but the girl hid herself.

Blame me?

As for Pingyang...

I'm afraid I'm really about to miss the appointment. I don't know how Pingyang is doing now. However, it shouldn't be too good to think about it. After all, Cang Yue's attitude is there.

Waiting for me at Lingyun Tower?

Fang Zhengzhi remembered the scene when Pingyang was taken away by Cang Yue, and the touch of firmness and trust in Pingyang's eyes. He did not know whether the conflict was getting more and more intense, or what the reason was, and the pain in the heart also increased again.

And the powerful breath in front of him was getting closer and closer, coupled with the obscure shadow, I couldn't allow Fang Zheng to continue thinking.

The only thing he can do is...

Do your best to avoid.

"boom!"

A blue light flashed through, and Founder straightened out two steps away, and in his original position, there was a huge deep hole at the moment.

In the deep pit, the five elders looked at themselves with a murderous face.

Flashed off.

Thankful thing.

Unfortunately, the five elders have rushed over again, and the collision of the Founder’s heart is getting stronger and stronger, the heavy impact sound in his ear, the Weng rang in his mind, and the constantly rotating scene , So that he no longer has the possibility to cast off Heavenly Path.

"Yin!" Wujian sword uttered a humming sound, and the strange purple light kept flashing on Wujian sword, as if telling some kind of unwillingness.

Fang Zhengzhi is also somewhat unwilling.

But there are some things, even if you don’t want to, you don’t have any eggs. Thousands of people don’t want to. They are still dead.

The reality is so cruel.

The expressions of Sheng Shang Lin Mubai and Yin Wang Lin Yun are obviously very eager, both eyes are fixed on Fang Zhengzhen's body.

But what can they do?

They can fight the Saint Barbarian dynasty for Founder's integrity, but they can't shoot at this time, because, in the current situation, even the Qingdao Pavilion Master Mu Qingfeng chose silence.

So, how can they intervene?

"Fangzheng!" Nangong Mu's voice sounded at this time, but he could not withdraw, because Yan Qing's fist had reached his front again.

A very direct way of fighting, without any tricks, every type is a killing trick, and the kind of power that is so powerful that it is almost explosive makes him unable to get away.

"Boom!" The ground cracked.

Nangongmu had to jump to the side again, and because of his distraction, a blood stain was directly rubbed on his shoulder~www.wuxiaspot.com~Kid, give up, no one can save you! "The elder Five's body moved, and the man also went directly to Fang Zhengzheng, and the assassin in his hand directly stab him towards Fang Zhengzhen's chest.

"Sure enough, you should take medicine on time when you are sick..." Founder looked straight at the sword piercing his chest, sighed slowly, and slowly closed his eyes.

He was waiting, waiting for the sword to pierce his chest.

It hurts.

I don’t know if the sword stabs in?

Fang Zhengzhi is not sure. After all, the tingling in his chest has long made him feel no other pain, but it seems that something is not right.

Your own chest is made of a heart-protecting mirror made by "One World".

It stands to reason...

Even if you want to stab in, you should first get rid of the protective mirror on your body, or at least, should there be a loud bumping sound?