Chapter 125 Gu Jing's Death, Anheng Crisis
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Xuan Er
Gu Jing swung his saber out.
Within thirty miles, there are layers of saber intent, flowing like a stream, endlessly!
"Then, is that the sword intent?"
The Martial Emperors of the human race said in shock.
"It's the Flowing Water Sword Intent! Unexpectedly, that Demon Race Highness also comprehended the Sword Intent..."
Liu Guo watched this scene in disbelief.
Feeling scared for a while!
A Wu Zun who can comprehend the meaning of the sword, even a one-star Wu Zun, can beat him, a two-star Wu Zun, not to mention that the opponent still has a Wu Zun.
"how can that be?"
Fang Xuan's heart skipped a beat, this Highness of the Demon Race has actually comprehended the Flowing Water Sword Intent!
Not only that, but the range of Saber Intent can reach thirty miles!
More than double his size!
"An Heng?"
"do not worry!"
At this time, Li Zhan suddenly said: "Could it be that you just forgot that the spiritual attack of the five-star Martial Master of the Demon Race can't do anything to Anheng?"
"Fuck?"
- Words to wake up the dreamer.
"The Golden Body of the Hundred-Turn Alchemy God! It is the Golden Body of the Hundred-Turn Alchemy God," Liu Guo said with a wry smile, "How could I have forgotten this?"
"That's right! Anheng is not even afraid of a five-star Martial Lord!"
"However, there is not enough time for An Heng to gather his sword energy again? Don't forget that His Royal Highness is still wearing the eighth-grade spirit armor!"
"That's right! Then why did he charge forward? He should continue to attract the power of heaven and earth!"
Everyone was puzzled.
"Could it be!"
Fang Xuan's eyes widened suddenly.
A possibility came to his mind.
"What's wrong? Fang Xuan? Could it be that you know?" a human Martial Emperor beside him asked in surprise.
Fang Xuan turned a deaf ear to it.
Do not!
impossible!
I do not believe!
"Oh, don't you have a memory of even a second?"
An Heng sighed for 22 breaths, glanced at the smug Gu Jing, and stepped into the flow of swords.
Like a mountain, standing before the flowing water.
In an instant, the continuous flow of swords within thirty miles came to an abrupt end!
"what!"
Gu Jing was shocked!
"Your Highness! Yes! It's the Golden Body of the Hundred-Turn Alchemy God! That peerless exercise for the physical and spiritual defense of fellow practitioners!"
Gu Yuanwei was already on the verge of losing his composure, and said almost hysterically, "Just now he used this golden body to block Gu Yi's Nirvana Arrow!"
Even the strongest blow of the five-star Wu Zun can be blocked.How can His Majesty's saber intent be stopped?
"what!"
In fact, Gu Jing has already reacted.
He seemed to understand why he couldn't get in touch with that guy Gu Hong.
If I didn't guess wrong, the latter also died in the hands of this human race, right?
"Anheng!"
The next moment, the pride of being His Majesty made him raise his head, and shouted: "Even if you practice the hundred-turn refining golden body, so what? I have an eighth-grade spiritual armor, and you still can't do anything to me!"
"That's right!"
A wave of hope rose in Gu Yuanwei's heart.
Even though Gu Yi is dead, it doesn't mean they are doomed!
This time, he risked his life!
And never let Anheng have the chance to condense the second level of terrifying sword energy!
"Everyone, don't panic! We have to trust Your Highness!"
"That's right! His Majesty's eighth-rank spiritual armor protects him, even a Martial Saint can't hurt him at all!"
"And even mental attacks can be blocked!" A group of Martial Emperors of the Demon Race also cheered.
"Anheng..."
"Anheng, he..."
The human martial emperors also looked nervously at the field.
An Heng, can you surprise them again?
Thirty miles!
Twenty miles!
Ten miles!
Finally, An Heng slowly raised the Qingfeng Saber in his hand, with a boundless fighting spirit in his heart!
"This, this is?" Fang Xuan opened his mouth wide!
"Could it be!" Liu Guo opened his eyes wide!
"how come?"
Gu Yuanwei couldn't believe it.
"Roar!"
The next moment, a roar of a lion suddenly resounded!
The boundless fighting spirit in An Heng's heart turned into a colorless heavy blade with a length of 7000 meters and a width of [-] meters, and he slashed down fiercely!
"Crazy Lion Saber Intent!"
At the moment when the lion's roar sounded, Liu Guo had already recognized it.
The second form of the Heavenly Sword Three Forms, the Mad Lion Sword Intent!
Turn the boundless fighting spirit into a selfless heavy blade!
"What! An Heng! He even comprehended the sword intent!"
"Is he a monster!"
"No! His saber intent is even more terrifying! Ten thousand meters! There are actually ten thousand meters!"
"Oh my god! Even Fang Xuan can't compare to him!"
"No wonder, no wonder he has confidence!"
"Too strong!"
The Martial Emperors of all clans were shocked.
"Anheng, has he grown to this extent?"
Li Zhan murmured.
Linley and Lei Qing stared at the colorless heavy blade with mixed feelings in their hearts.
No one noticed that when Fang Xuan saw the tens of thousands of meters of selfless heavy blade, he had already sat down on the ground!
How can it be!
How could there be such monsters!
It's not that he didn't think that An Heng could comprehend sword intent.
But he never expected that Anheng's mental strength had reached such a terrifying level!
Is this really a Martial Emperor Realm?
I'm afraid it won't take long to condense the avatars, right?
"My eighth-level spirit armor protector, what can you do to me! What can you do to me!!!" Gu Jing's eyes were blood red, and he raised his head and roared angrily!
"Your Highness!"
Gu Yuanwei roared!
A blade intent as large as [-] meters!
Can the eighth grade spirit armor block it?
"Peng!"
A bang!
The moment Wuwu heavy blade touched the spirit armor, the eighth grade spirit armor shattered!
"!!!"
Not only the people of the Gu clan present, but even Gu Jing were stunned.
Eighth grade spirit armor, unexpectedly, vulnerable to a single blow?
"Your Highness!"
"Your Highness!"
Everyone roared!
But there was nothing he could do, he could only watch Gu Jing die helplessly...
"finished?"
The Martial Emperor of the human race on the opposite side breathed a sigh of relief.
Anheng is too strong!
Explosive Mind Dharma Great Perfection, a hundred times the power of heaven and earth, body Dharma Great Perfection, hundred-turn refining golden body, even mental power is terrifying!
Even if the opponent still has a two-star Martial Master, it is not a cause for concern at all.
"No wonder, no wonder he dared to break into the spirit veins of the demon clan alone." Lei Qing finally realized at this moment.
!!! "
Everyone was surprised and reacted.
They almost forgot why they came here.
Isn't it because these demons retreated suddenly?
Just imagine, it seems that without them, the ending would be the same?
"Brother Li, I finally understand why he can dominate the two battlefields with his own strength. He is too strong..." Liu Guodu bowed down.
"Are you going to die?"
Feeling the extremely berserk sword intent, in Gu Jing's eyes, there was only unwillingness!
His majestic eldest son of Tianhe King of the ancient clan, His Royal Highness, unexpectedly, died at the hands of a human Martial Emperor...
How unreasonable! How unreasonable!
"Who is it! How dare you kill my son!"
At this moment, an illusory figure more than ten meters high appeared beside Gu Jing out of thin air!
His right hand was holding the blade abruptly!
"what!"
This sudden turn of events exceeded everyone's expectations!
"It's the king!"
"It turned out to be the king!"
"See Your Majesty!"
In an instant, hundreds of Martial Emperors from the ancient clan were overjoyed and knelt down towards the illusory figure that was ten meters high!
"See Your Majesty!" Gu Yuanwei revealed ecstasy!
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Tianhe King!
Sure enough! Sure enough, His Majesty loves His Highness so much that he doesn't hesitate to leave a mental scar on him, which will automatically appear when His Highness's life or death crisis breaks out!
What this cannian sees and hears will be known to the king as it is.
This is, the eighth rank Martial Saint!!!
"Father! Help me!"
Gu Jing hurriedly shouted, even shed tears.
"Is it you? Are you going to kill my son?"
That day, River King Cannian looked at Chen Fan, and a tyrannical coercion came towards him!
"Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Tianhe King!"
"Eighth, eighth rank Martial Saint???"
"Oh my God, why is he here?"
"Oops, are we going to be finished?" The human martial emperors showed panic.
Liu Guo's complexion is also ugly, Tianhe King! Among the four kings of the ancient clan, the strongest is the Nine Star Martial Saint!
Even if it's just a lingering thought, it would be very easy to crush the two-star Martial Lord himself to death.
"Take back your saber intent, otherwise, I will kill you on the spot!" Can Nian stared at An Heng.
"Okay, don't scare people."
An Heng sneered, and said: "If you come here in real body, I'm still afraid of three points, a mere remnant, even my saber intent can't resist, and you still want to kill me?"
"???"
Everyone was startled and looked towards Gu Jing.
you do not say!
In just three or four seconds, the remnant thoughts dissipated quite a bit, and the saber intent was falling little by little.
Undoubtedly, it won't be long before the Saber Intent will completely fall.
Liu Guo and the others withdrew their gazes and stared at An Heng.
This kid, even if he is strong, is he so cautious?
Ordinary people saw the appearance of Martial Saint Cannian, they were already frightened to the point of losing their minds and lost their souls.
"what?"
Gu Jing turned pale with shock, looked at Can Nian and said, "Father, save me!" Can Nian was silent for a moment, staring at An Heng, and asked, "Do you know who I am?"
"I know, the Tianhe King of the ancient clan." An Heng smiled slightly.
"Now that you know who I am, then withdraw your sword intent, and I can let the past go."
Cannian's tone turned cold, "Otherwise, I swear as the king of Tianhe of the ancient clan, if you dare to kill my son, this king will definitely chase you to the ends of the earth and smash you to ashes!"
"!!!"
quiet!
Liu Guo, Lin Lei and the others looked at each other in blank dismay.
This is the oath of the Nine Star Martial Saint!
If An Heng dared to kill him, the Nine Star Martial Saint would definitely avenge his beloved son at all costs!
But don't kill?
"Really? Then I will wait for you."
An Heng sneered, and the next moment, there was another wild lion sword intent, slashing down fiercely!
"what!"
Even in the eyes of the River King Cannian that day, there was a hint of shock.
This, this is the spiritual power that the Martial Emperor of the human race can possess!
"boom!"
A muffled sound!
Cannian stretched out his left hand and caught the second saber intent. His originally dim figure disappeared more than half of it. He gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, damn human boy, you dare to provoke me!"
"Annoy you?"
An Heng sneered, "I'm going to kill you!"
"Roar!"
The third mad lion sword intent, cut down fiercely!
"Do not!"
Cannian roared.
There was a look of incomparable despair in his eyes!
"Father, his name is An Heng! His name is An!"
Gu Jing's voice full of resentment came to an abrupt end!
The three mad lion sword intents not only shattered Cannian, but also shattered his spirit!
The next moment, Gu Jing's seven orifices bled, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and a weak voice came out of his mouth, "Revenge for me..."
"Jing'er!"
Hundreds of millions of miles away, a heart-piercing sound resounded in a large hall!
"Anheng! Anheng!"
That voice is so hateful!
"I, Gu Tianhe, swear that I will chase you to the ends of the earth! The ends of the earth!!!"
Within thirty miles, there are layers of saber intent, flowing like a stream, endlessly!
"Then, is that the sword intent?"
The Martial Emperors of the human race said in shock.
"It's the Flowing Water Sword Intent! Unexpectedly, that Demon Race Highness also comprehended the Sword Intent..."
Liu Guo watched this scene in disbelief.
Feeling scared for a while!
A Wu Zun who can comprehend the meaning of the sword, even a one-star Wu Zun, can beat him, a two-star Wu Zun, not to mention that the opponent still has a Wu Zun.
"how can that be?"
Fang Xuan's heart skipped a beat, this Highness of the Demon Race has actually comprehended the Flowing Water Sword Intent!
Not only that, but the range of Saber Intent can reach thirty miles!
More than double his size!
"An Heng?"
"do not worry!"
At this time, Li Zhan suddenly said: "Could it be that you just forgot that the spiritual attack of the five-star Martial Master of the Demon Race can't do anything to Anheng?"
"Fuck?"
- Words to wake up the dreamer.
"The Golden Body of the Hundred-Turn Alchemy God! It is the Golden Body of the Hundred-Turn Alchemy God," Liu Guo said with a wry smile, "How could I have forgotten this?"
"That's right! Anheng is not even afraid of a five-star Martial Lord!"
"However, there is not enough time for An Heng to gather his sword energy again? Don't forget that His Royal Highness is still wearing the eighth-grade spirit armor!"
"That's right! Then why did he charge forward? He should continue to attract the power of heaven and earth!"
Everyone was puzzled.
"Could it be!"
Fang Xuan's eyes widened suddenly.
A possibility came to his mind.
"What's wrong? Fang Xuan? Could it be that you know?" a human Martial Emperor beside him asked in surprise.
Fang Xuan turned a deaf ear to it.
Do not!
impossible!
I do not believe!
"Oh, don't you have a memory of even a second?"
An Heng sighed for 22 breaths, glanced at the smug Gu Jing, and stepped into the flow of swords.
Like a mountain, standing before the flowing water.
In an instant, the continuous flow of swords within thirty miles came to an abrupt end!
"what!"
Gu Jing was shocked!
"Your Highness! Yes! It's the Golden Body of the Hundred-Turn Alchemy God! That peerless exercise for the physical and spiritual defense of fellow practitioners!"
Gu Yuanwei was already on the verge of losing his composure, and said almost hysterically, "Just now he used this golden body to block Gu Yi's Nirvana Arrow!"
Even the strongest blow of the five-star Wu Zun can be blocked.How can His Majesty's saber intent be stopped?
"what!"
In fact, Gu Jing has already reacted.
He seemed to understand why he couldn't get in touch with that guy Gu Hong.
If I didn't guess wrong, the latter also died in the hands of this human race, right?
"Anheng!"
The next moment, the pride of being His Majesty made him raise his head, and shouted: "Even if you practice the hundred-turn refining golden body, so what? I have an eighth-grade spiritual armor, and you still can't do anything to me!"
"That's right!"
A wave of hope rose in Gu Yuanwei's heart.
Even though Gu Yi is dead, it doesn't mean they are doomed!
This time, he risked his life!
And never let Anheng have the chance to condense the second level of terrifying sword energy!
"Everyone, don't panic! We have to trust Your Highness!"
"That's right! His Majesty's eighth-rank spiritual armor protects him, even a Martial Saint can't hurt him at all!"
"And even mental attacks can be blocked!" A group of Martial Emperors of the Demon Race also cheered.
"Anheng..."
"Anheng, he..."
The human martial emperors also looked nervously at the field.
An Heng, can you surprise them again?
Thirty miles!
Twenty miles!
Ten miles!
Finally, An Heng slowly raised the Qingfeng Saber in his hand, with a boundless fighting spirit in his heart!
"This, this is?" Fang Xuan opened his mouth wide!
"Could it be!" Liu Guo opened his eyes wide!
"how come?"
Gu Yuanwei couldn't believe it.
"Roar!"
The next moment, a roar of a lion suddenly resounded!
The boundless fighting spirit in An Heng's heart turned into a colorless heavy blade with a length of 7000 meters and a width of [-] meters, and he slashed down fiercely!
"Crazy Lion Saber Intent!"
At the moment when the lion's roar sounded, Liu Guo had already recognized it.
The second form of the Heavenly Sword Three Forms, the Mad Lion Sword Intent!
Turn the boundless fighting spirit into a selfless heavy blade!
"What! An Heng! He even comprehended the sword intent!"
"Is he a monster!"
"No! His saber intent is even more terrifying! Ten thousand meters! There are actually ten thousand meters!"
"Oh my god! Even Fang Xuan can't compare to him!"
"No wonder, no wonder he has confidence!"
"Too strong!"
The Martial Emperors of all clans were shocked.
"Anheng, has he grown to this extent?"
Li Zhan murmured.
Linley and Lei Qing stared at the colorless heavy blade with mixed feelings in their hearts.
No one noticed that when Fang Xuan saw the tens of thousands of meters of selfless heavy blade, he had already sat down on the ground!
How can it be!
How could there be such monsters!
It's not that he didn't think that An Heng could comprehend sword intent.
But he never expected that Anheng's mental strength had reached such a terrifying level!
Is this really a Martial Emperor Realm?
I'm afraid it won't take long to condense the avatars, right?
"My eighth-level spirit armor protector, what can you do to me! What can you do to me!!!" Gu Jing's eyes were blood red, and he raised his head and roared angrily!
"Your Highness!"
Gu Yuanwei roared!
A blade intent as large as [-] meters!
Can the eighth grade spirit armor block it?
"Peng!"
A bang!
The moment Wuwu heavy blade touched the spirit armor, the eighth grade spirit armor shattered!
"!!!"
Not only the people of the Gu clan present, but even Gu Jing were stunned.
Eighth grade spirit armor, unexpectedly, vulnerable to a single blow?
"Your Highness!"
"Your Highness!"
Everyone roared!
But there was nothing he could do, he could only watch Gu Jing die helplessly...
"finished?"
The Martial Emperor of the human race on the opposite side breathed a sigh of relief.
Anheng is too strong!
Explosive Mind Dharma Great Perfection, a hundred times the power of heaven and earth, body Dharma Great Perfection, hundred-turn refining golden body, even mental power is terrifying!
Even if the opponent still has a two-star Martial Master, it is not a cause for concern at all.
"No wonder, no wonder he dared to break into the spirit veins of the demon clan alone." Lei Qing finally realized at this moment.
!!! "
Everyone was surprised and reacted.
They almost forgot why they came here.
Isn't it because these demons retreated suddenly?
Just imagine, it seems that without them, the ending would be the same?
"Brother Li, I finally understand why he can dominate the two battlefields with his own strength. He is too strong..." Liu Guodu bowed down.
"Are you going to die?"
Feeling the extremely berserk sword intent, in Gu Jing's eyes, there was only unwillingness!
His majestic eldest son of Tianhe King of the ancient clan, His Royal Highness, unexpectedly, died at the hands of a human Martial Emperor...
How unreasonable! How unreasonable!
"Who is it! How dare you kill my son!"
At this moment, an illusory figure more than ten meters high appeared beside Gu Jing out of thin air!
His right hand was holding the blade abruptly!
"what!"
This sudden turn of events exceeded everyone's expectations!
"It's the king!"
"It turned out to be the king!"
"See Your Majesty!"
In an instant, hundreds of Martial Emperors from the ancient clan were overjoyed and knelt down towards the illusory figure that was ten meters high!
"See Your Majesty!" Gu Yuanwei revealed ecstasy!
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Tianhe King!
Sure enough! Sure enough, His Majesty loves His Highness so much that he doesn't hesitate to leave a mental scar on him, which will automatically appear when His Highness's life or death crisis breaks out!
What this cannian sees and hears will be known to the king as it is.
This is, the eighth rank Martial Saint!!!
"Father! Help me!"
Gu Jing hurriedly shouted, even shed tears.
"Is it you? Are you going to kill my son?"
That day, River King Cannian looked at Chen Fan, and a tyrannical coercion came towards him!
"Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Tianhe King!"
"Eighth, eighth rank Martial Saint???"
"Oh my God, why is he here?"
"Oops, are we going to be finished?" The human martial emperors showed panic.
Liu Guo's complexion is also ugly, Tianhe King! Among the four kings of the ancient clan, the strongest is the Nine Star Martial Saint!
Even if it's just a lingering thought, it would be very easy to crush the two-star Martial Lord himself to death.
"Take back your saber intent, otherwise, I will kill you on the spot!" Can Nian stared at An Heng.
"Okay, don't scare people."
An Heng sneered, and said: "If you come here in real body, I'm still afraid of three points, a mere remnant, even my saber intent can't resist, and you still want to kill me?"
"???"
Everyone was startled and looked towards Gu Jing.
you do not say!
In just three or four seconds, the remnant thoughts dissipated quite a bit, and the saber intent was falling little by little.
Undoubtedly, it won't be long before the Saber Intent will completely fall.
Liu Guo and the others withdrew their gazes and stared at An Heng.
This kid, even if he is strong, is he so cautious?
Ordinary people saw the appearance of Martial Saint Cannian, they were already frightened to the point of losing their minds and lost their souls.
"what?"
Gu Jing turned pale with shock, looked at Can Nian and said, "Father, save me!" Can Nian was silent for a moment, staring at An Heng, and asked, "Do you know who I am?"
"I know, the Tianhe King of the ancient clan." An Heng smiled slightly.
"Now that you know who I am, then withdraw your sword intent, and I can let the past go."
Cannian's tone turned cold, "Otherwise, I swear as the king of Tianhe of the ancient clan, if you dare to kill my son, this king will definitely chase you to the ends of the earth and smash you to ashes!"
"!!!"
quiet!
Liu Guo, Lin Lei and the others looked at each other in blank dismay.
This is the oath of the Nine Star Martial Saint!
If An Heng dared to kill him, the Nine Star Martial Saint would definitely avenge his beloved son at all costs!
But don't kill?
"Really? Then I will wait for you."
An Heng sneered, and the next moment, there was another wild lion sword intent, slashing down fiercely!
"what!"
Even in the eyes of the River King Cannian that day, there was a hint of shock.
This, this is the spiritual power that the Martial Emperor of the human race can possess!
"boom!"
A muffled sound!
Cannian stretched out his left hand and caught the second saber intent. His originally dim figure disappeared more than half of it. He gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, damn human boy, you dare to provoke me!"
"Annoy you?"
An Heng sneered, "I'm going to kill you!"
"Roar!"
The third mad lion sword intent, cut down fiercely!
"Do not!"
Cannian roared.
There was a look of incomparable despair in his eyes!
"Father, his name is An Heng! His name is An!"
Gu Jing's voice full of resentment came to an abrupt end!
The three mad lion sword intents not only shattered Cannian, but also shattered his spirit!
The next moment, Gu Jing's seven orifices bled, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and a weak voice came out of his mouth, "Revenge for me..."
"Jing'er!"
Hundreds of millions of miles away, a heart-piercing sound resounded in a large hall!
"Anheng! Anheng!"
That voice is so hateful!
"I, Gu Tianhe, swear that I will chase you to the ends of the earth! The ends of the earth!!!"
