Chapter 110 So What About Wu Zun?I'm afraid you won't have that chance
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Xuan Er
"what!"
"That is!"
Just when everyone thought that Gu Yan was bound to die, a tall and thin man suddenly appeared behind him.
Huge sword energy, coming with a destructive momentum!
The demon man's face was cold, and he punched out.
Behind him, a giant golden fist with a height of 40 meters took shape in an instant, fiercely blasting towards the sword energy!
"boom!"
An earth-shattering bang!
Like a thunderclap, it spread hundreds of thousands of miles away!
A powerful air wave swept away!
Song Wenxuan and others were caught off guard and were thrown thousands of meters away.
The human and demon warriors on the ground even fell to the ground, staring at their eyes, and some of them with low cultivation level passed out directly.
This is still on the edge of the edge, otherwise it would have been shocked to death by the aftermath.
Everything happened in a flash, and when everyone reacted, the cyan sword energy had disappeared without a trace.
But the golden giant fist still retains a small half.
"An Heng, lost?"
An unbelievable voice sounded.
"Brother An lost?"
"Senior Brother An lost?" "Senior Brother An lost?"
More and more voices sounded, and panic rose in the hearts of everyone in the human race.
How could An Heng, who killed the Nine Star Martial Emperor like killing a chicken, lose?
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Escaping from death, Gu Yan laughed wantonly, stood beside the tall and thin man, stared at An Heng and said, "An Heng! My master is here, you are finished!"
"I'm afraid you don't know yet, do you? My master, I'm a strong warrior!"
"What, Wu Zun!"
"Wu Zun!"
"It turned out to be a seventh-rank Martial Venerable!"
"No wonder he can smash An Heng's sword energy with one punch!"
"Damn it! Could it be that the heavens are going to destroy our human race? Let alone the nine Martial Sovereigns, and a Martial Sovereign!"
"Maybe An Heng can do it?"
A warrior asked tentatively.
"How is it possible! That's Wu Zun!"
"An Heng can instantly kill a Nine Star Martial Emperor with a single strike, but he can't kill a Rank [-] Martial Emperor with a single strike!"
"That's right, there's a big gap... You all saw it just now, that person stopped the sword energy lightly."
"How could this happen, so, are we still going to die?" Many warriors wept sadly.
A few minutes ago, An Heng brought them out of the abyss of despair.
But now...
"Where's the Wu Zun of my human race? Where is the Wu Zun of my human race?"
Someone collapsed on the spot, sat on the ground, and shouted hoarsely.
Hearing the shouts of the crowd, Song Wenxuan and Guo Xiu bowed their heads in shame.
It's not that the Martial Lord of the human race is unwilling to come to support, it's really lack of skills!
There are thousands of burrows in total, most of them are small burrows, or C-level burrows, there are not enough Martial Emperors, let alone Martial Lords.
At this time, in those b-level caves, a life-and-death duel between the human Wuzun and the demon Wuzun is also breaking out!
There are only dozens of A-level burrows and twelve S-level crypts, which still maintain tranquility.
However, anyone with a discerning eye knows that it was just the calm before the storm.
If it really starts...
That is the most powerful fight between the two sides!
There will be the fall of Martial Saints, and even Martial Immortals...
"It seems that there is still no way to avoid the fate of dying here?"
Song Wenxuan smiled wryly.
"An Heng allowed us to live a little longer, so we should be satisfied, shouldn't we?" Guo Xiu said with a smile. Now that things have happened, he seems to be looking away.
"Is your name An Heng?"
At this moment, the Demon Martial Lord spoke slowly, looked at An Heng with great interest, and said with a smile: "It's been a long time, I haven't seen a human genius like you, even if you didn't want to kill His Highness Fifth just now, I wouldn't Will let you go away alive."
As soon as the words fell, the incomplete giant fist instantly became intact.
"what!"
"how come!"
Everyone was taken aback.
They didn't even see how each other did it!
Anheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and was a little surprised.
"don't know?"
Gu Hong smiled slightly and said: "This is the gap between you and me."
"What's the meaning?"
An Heng asked curiously.
At present, he only knows that the seventh-rank Martial Venerable Realm needs to condense the Martial Dao True Pill, but the specifics, such as the difference from the Martial Emperor Realm, are not clear.
After all, the deputy sect master hurried him out...
"Anheng, you should also know that the sixth-rank Martial King Realm is different from the five-star Martial King in that it can absorb the power of heaven and earth." Song Wenxuan took a deep breath and explained: "The higher the Martial King's realm, the higher the Martial King's realm. The more power of heaven and earth that can be drawn, and the realm of Wu Zun..."
"It's the communication between heaven and earth." Guo Xiu's eyes were filled with despair.
"Master?"
Gu Yan looked at Gu Hong beside him, as if he was asking, why didn't he do anything?
"No hurry, Your Highness, let them finish talking." Gu Hong smiled slightly, with a playful expression on his face.
Just like a cat catching a mouse, what's the fun in killing the mouse all at once?
Gu Yan nodded, and immediately understood, a look of malice flashed in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said: "Master, you don't want to beat that An Heng to death with one punch, it's better to abolish him, I want him to have a taste, It’s the feeling that you can’t live but can’t die!”
"it is good."
Gu Hong agreed.
"Communication between heaven and earth?" An Heng was puzzled.
"Well, connecting the heaven and the earth in the realm of the Martial Emperor is equivalent to borrowing the power of the heaven and the earth that is several times or even dozens of times the true energy of one's own to obtain a huge increase in combat power, and Wu Zun, the spirit, energy, and spirit are condensed into martial arts. Communicate with a piece of heaven and earth, and use the power of heaven and earth contained in it arbitrarily."
"One is to attract the power of the world dozens of times the body, and the other is to directly borrow the power of the whole world. How big is the difference, so I don't need to say more?" Song Wenxuan sighed.
"..."
On the side, Baihe and Sun Zhengping all looked pale.
How big is this gap?
What a world of difference!
The human warriors below, even if there were some flukes, their hopes were extinguished.
No wonder, no wonder An Heng's sword energy was easily destroyed, and the opponent could condense it again in the blink of an eye.
It turned out that the power of the heavens and the earth on his side was all at his disposal...
"Senior Brother An... can he still perform miracles?"
Fengwu Martial Arts, Bai Lin said softly.
Wang Ping, Wang Feng, and Gao Fengxue were all silent.
"Can you? Surely!"
Gao Yicheng murmured.
"I also trust Junior Brother." Gao Fengxue nodded.
"??"
The martial artist next to him smiled wryly when he heard this.
Since it belongs to your martial arts school, do you trust it unconditionally?
But is that Wu Zun?
"It seems that after all, the fate of death in battle cannot be avoided..."
Tian Qingfeng smiled, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes, "It's worth it to see An Heng killing all directions, and let the eight Martial Emperors of the Demon Race be buried with us!"
"But the city lord..."
Zhao Yun regretted, "He, An Heng, will die here too."
That's right, An Heng is going to die here too.
King Wu and Marquis Wu stared at the figure in the sky.
If possible, they would rather sacrifice themselves in exchange for Anheng's life.
What An Heng has done is already good enough, if he is allowed to live, one day, he will be able to slaughter the Nine Star Martial Venerable just like he slaughtered the Nine Star Martial Emperor today!!!
"Brother Song, in this way, the higher the Wu Zun's realm, the wider the world he can communicate with?"
Anheng asked seriously, as if he didn't feel the life-and-death crisis at all.
"Yes."
Song Wenxuan nodded, "Besides, martial arts true pills can be divided into one-turn true pills and nine-turn true pills according to the grades of the true pills. The colors corresponding to each round of true pills are different, and I don't know the specifics. It's too clear, but the higher the level of the true martial arts pill, the larger the range of world that can be communicated. In simple terms, they are all one-star Martial Venerables, one-turned true pills and nine-turned true pills. The strength is also very different."
"I see." An Heng suddenly realized.
"..."
Seeing An Heng's proud expression, Song Wenxuan and Guo Xiu looked at each other, both a little speechless.
It's not a bad thing to have a strong desire for knowledge, but at this juncture, isn't it a bit inappropriate?
"Anheng," Song Wenxuan sighed, and said, "I won't say much about your talent. If you die here, it will definitely be a loss to our human race. After a while, brother Guo and I will do our best. Delay for a little time for you, you can run as far as you can?"
As he spoke, his voice also quietened down.
Hope is too small.
Even if the Nine Star Martial Emperor is on the opposite side, the two of them can't do it.
Let alone Wu Zun
"Want to run?"
Gu Hong listened to what they said word by word, smiled immediately, and said: "A mere six-star Martial Emperor, I, Star Martial Venerable, can be crushed to death with one finger, yet I still think Escaping from under my nose is simply a dream."
"..."
Song Wenxuan and Guo Xiu blushed.
In the face of absolute strength, it is meaningless to speak harshly, you will only act like a clown.
"Anheng!"
Gu Yan shouted loudly, and said with a sneer: "If you kneel down and beg for mercy for my highness now, maybe my highness is happy, and I will let you live."
That's what it says, but how is it possible?
He wants to make An Heng lose face in front of his fellow clansmen, and in the end, he can't live or die!
"Oh?"
An Heng looked at him with great interest, and said, "Just now you looked like a bereaved dog, but now you're looking good again?"
"Hahaha, that is, I was crying bitterly after being chased by the sword qi just now, but now that reinforcements are here, I am rampant."
"It's like a villain's success."
"What's your Highness?"
The warriors of the human race also mocked.
He's going to die anyway, so what's there to worry about?
Naturally, it's so cool and it's here.
"You! You are courting death!"
Gu Yan was so angry that his face was distorted, he stared at the tens of thousands of people below, and said: "I will deal with you after I finish cleaning up Anheng!"
"I'm afraid you don't have that chance."
An Heng smiled lightly, and the next moment, the Qingfeng Saber appeared in his hand.
"what?"
"what's the situation?"
"Knife! It's a knife!"
"What, a knife? Brother An Heng can still use a knife? Doesn't he use a sword?"
"Yeah, what's going on?"
"He used a knife from the beginning?" Zhou Si couldn't laugh or cry, recalling in his mind the scene of being chased by An Heng with a wooden knife in the ring in the past.
"Did you use a knife in the first place?"
"Yes, I remembered! Brother An can not only use knives, but also bows and arrows!"
"So, the sword is Senior Brother An's trump card?"
"Can it work? The other party is a strong martial artist?"
"That is!"
Just when everyone thought that Gu Yan was bound to die, a tall and thin man suddenly appeared behind him.
Huge sword energy, coming with a destructive momentum!
The demon man's face was cold, and he punched out.
Behind him, a giant golden fist with a height of 40 meters took shape in an instant, fiercely blasting towards the sword energy!
"boom!"
An earth-shattering bang!
Like a thunderclap, it spread hundreds of thousands of miles away!
A powerful air wave swept away!
Song Wenxuan and others were caught off guard and were thrown thousands of meters away.
The human and demon warriors on the ground even fell to the ground, staring at their eyes, and some of them with low cultivation level passed out directly.
This is still on the edge of the edge, otherwise it would have been shocked to death by the aftermath.
Everything happened in a flash, and when everyone reacted, the cyan sword energy had disappeared without a trace.
But the golden giant fist still retains a small half.
"An Heng, lost?"
An unbelievable voice sounded.
"Brother An lost?"
"Senior Brother An lost?" "Senior Brother An lost?"
More and more voices sounded, and panic rose in the hearts of everyone in the human race.
How could An Heng, who killed the Nine Star Martial Emperor like killing a chicken, lose?
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Escaping from death, Gu Yan laughed wantonly, stood beside the tall and thin man, stared at An Heng and said, "An Heng! My master is here, you are finished!"
"I'm afraid you don't know yet, do you? My master, I'm a strong warrior!"
"What, Wu Zun!"
"Wu Zun!"
"It turned out to be a seventh-rank Martial Venerable!"
"No wonder he can smash An Heng's sword energy with one punch!"
"Damn it! Could it be that the heavens are going to destroy our human race? Let alone the nine Martial Sovereigns, and a Martial Sovereign!"
"Maybe An Heng can do it?"
A warrior asked tentatively.
"How is it possible! That's Wu Zun!"
"An Heng can instantly kill a Nine Star Martial Emperor with a single strike, but he can't kill a Rank [-] Martial Emperor with a single strike!"
"That's right, there's a big gap... You all saw it just now, that person stopped the sword energy lightly."
"How could this happen, so, are we still going to die?" Many warriors wept sadly.
A few minutes ago, An Heng brought them out of the abyss of despair.
But now...
"Where's the Wu Zun of my human race? Where is the Wu Zun of my human race?"
Someone collapsed on the spot, sat on the ground, and shouted hoarsely.
Hearing the shouts of the crowd, Song Wenxuan and Guo Xiu bowed their heads in shame.
It's not that the Martial Lord of the human race is unwilling to come to support, it's really lack of skills!
There are thousands of burrows in total, most of them are small burrows, or C-level burrows, there are not enough Martial Emperors, let alone Martial Lords.
At this time, in those b-level caves, a life-and-death duel between the human Wuzun and the demon Wuzun is also breaking out!
There are only dozens of A-level burrows and twelve S-level crypts, which still maintain tranquility.
However, anyone with a discerning eye knows that it was just the calm before the storm.
If it really starts...
That is the most powerful fight between the two sides!
There will be the fall of Martial Saints, and even Martial Immortals...
"It seems that there is still no way to avoid the fate of dying here?"
Song Wenxuan smiled wryly.
"An Heng allowed us to live a little longer, so we should be satisfied, shouldn't we?" Guo Xiu said with a smile. Now that things have happened, he seems to be looking away.
"Is your name An Heng?"
At this moment, the Demon Martial Lord spoke slowly, looked at An Heng with great interest, and said with a smile: "It's been a long time, I haven't seen a human genius like you, even if you didn't want to kill His Highness Fifth just now, I wouldn't Will let you go away alive."
As soon as the words fell, the incomplete giant fist instantly became intact.
"what!"
"how come!"
Everyone was taken aback.
They didn't even see how each other did it!
Anheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and was a little surprised.
"don't know?"
Gu Hong smiled slightly and said: "This is the gap between you and me."
"What's the meaning?"
An Heng asked curiously.
At present, he only knows that the seventh-rank Martial Venerable Realm needs to condense the Martial Dao True Pill, but the specifics, such as the difference from the Martial Emperor Realm, are not clear.
After all, the deputy sect master hurried him out...
"Anheng, you should also know that the sixth-rank Martial King Realm is different from the five-star Martial King in that it can absorb the power of heaven and earth." Song Wenxuan took a deep breath and explained: "The higher the Martial King's realm, the higher the Martial King's realm. The more power of heaven and earth that can be drawn, and the realm of Wu Zun..."
"It's the communication between heaven and earth." Guo Xiu's eyes were filled with despair.
"Master?"
Gu Yan looked at Gu Hong beside him, as if he was asking, why didn't he do anything?
"No hurry, Your Highness, let them finish talking." Gu Hong smiled slightly, with a playful expression on his face.
Just like a cat catching a mouse, what's the fun in killing the mouse all at once?
Gu Yan nodded, and immediately understood, a look of malice flashed in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said: "Master, you don't want to beat that An Heng to death with one punch, it's better to abolish him, I want him to have a taste, It’s the feeling that you can’t live but can’t die!”
"it is good."
Gu Hong agreed.
"Communication between heaven and earth?" An Heng was puzzled.
"Well, connecting the heaven and the earth in the realm of the Martial Emperor is equivalent to borrowing the power of the heaven and the earth that is several times or even dozens of times the true energy of one's own to obtain a huge increase in combat power, and Wu Zun, the spirit, energy, and spirit are condensed into martial arts. Communicate with a piece of heaven and earth, and use the power of heaven and earth contained in it arbitrarily."
"One is to attract the power of the world dozens of times the body, and the other is to directly borrow the power of the whole world. How big is the difference, so I don't need to say more?" Song Wenxuan sighed.
"..."
On the side, Baihe and Sun Zhengping all looked pale.
How big is this gap?
What a world of difference!
The human warriors below, even if there were some flukes, their hopes were extinguished.
No wonder, no wonder An Heng's sword energy was easily destroyed, and the opponent could condense it again in the blink of an eye.
It turned out that the power of the heavens and the earth on his side was all at his disposal...
"Senior Brother An... can he still perform miracles?"
Fengwu Martial Arts, Bai Lin said softly.
Wang Ping, Wang Feng, and Gao Fengxue were all silent.
"Can you? Surely!"
Gao Yicheng murmured.
"I also trust Junior Brother." Gao Fengxue nodded.
"??"
The martial artist next to him smiled wryly when he heard this.
Since it belongs to your martial arts school, do you trust it unconditionally?
But is that Wu Zun?
"It seems that after all, the fate of death in battle cannot be avoided..."
Tian Qingfeng smiled, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes, "It's worth it to see An Heng killing all directions, and let the eight Martial Emperors of the Demon Race be buried with us!"
"But the city lord..."
Zhao Yun regretted, "He, An Heng, will die here too."
That's right, An Heng is going to die here too.
King Wu and Marquis Wu stared at the figure in the sky.
If possible, they would rather sacrifice themselves in exchange for Anheng's life.
What An Heng has done is already good enough, if he is allowed to live, one day, he will be able to slaughter the Nine Star Martial Venerable just like he slaughtered the Nine Star Martial Emperor today!!!
"Brother Song, in this way, the higher the Wu Zun's realm, the wider the world he can communicate with?"
Anheng asked seriously, as if he didn't feel the life-and-death crisis at all.
"Yes."
Song Wenxuan nodded, "Besides, martial arts true pills can be divided into one-turn true pills and nine-turn true pills according to the grades of the true pills. The colors corresponding to each round of true pills are different, and I don't know the specifics. It's too clear, but the higher the level of the true martial arts pill, the larger the range of world that can be communicated. In simple terms, they are all one-star Martial Venerables, one-turned true pills and nine-turned true pills. The strength is also very different."
"I see." An Heng suddenly realized.
"..."
Seeing An Heng's proud expression, Song Wenxuan and Guo Xiu looked at each other, both a little speechless.
It's not a bad thing to have a strong desire for knowledge, but at this juncture, isn't it a bit inappropriate?
"Anheng," Song Wenxuan sighed, and said, "I won't say much about your talent. If you die here, it will definitely be a loss to our human race. After a while, brother Guo and I will do our best. Delay for a little time for you, you can run as far as you can?"
As he spoke, his voice also quietened down.
Hope is too small.
Even if the Nine Star Martial Emperor is on the opposite side, the two of them can't do it.
Let alone Wu Zun
"Want to run?"
Gu Hong listened to what they said word by word, smiled immediately, and said: "A mere six-star Martial Emperor, I, Star Martial Venerable, can be crushed to death with one finger, yet I still think Escaping from under my nose is simply a dream."
"..."
Song Wenxuan and Guo Xiu blushed.
In the face of absolute strength, it is meaningless to speak harshly, you will only act like a clown.
"Anheng!"
Gu Yan shouted loudly, and said with a sneer: "If you kneel down and beg for mercy for my highness now, maybe my highness is happy, and I will let you live."
That's what it says, but how is it possible?
He wants to make An Heng lose face in front of his fellow clansmen, and in the end, he can't live or die!
"Oh?"
An Heng looked at him with great interest, and said, "Just now you looked like a bereaved dog, but now you're looking good again?"
"Hahaha, that is, I was crying bitterly after being chased by the sword qi just now, but now that reinforcements are here, I am rampant."
"It's like a villain's success."
"What's your Highness?"
The warriors of the human race also mocked.
He's going to die anyway, so what's there to worry about?
Naturally, it's so cool and it's here.
"You! You are courting death!"
Gu Yan was so angry that his face was distorted, he stared at the tens of thousands of people below, and said: "I will deal with you after I finish cleaning up Anheng!"
"I'm afraid you don't have that chance."
An Heng smiled lightly, and the next moment, the Qingfeng Saber appeared in his hand.
"what?"
"what's the situation?"
"Knife! It's a knife!"
"What, a knife? Brother An Heng can still use a knife? Doesn't he use a sword?"
"Yeah, what's going on?"
"He used a knife from the beginning?" Zhou Si couldn't laugh or cry, recalling in his mind the scene of being chased by An Heng with a wooden knife in the ring in the past.
"Did you use a knife in the first place?"
"Yes, I remembered! Brother An can not only use knives, but also bows and arrows!"
"So, the sword is Senior Brother An's trump card?"
"Can it work? The other party is a strong martial artist?"
