Chapter 165 Sect Master, leave it to me
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Xuan Er
"An, An Heng?"
Pei Jie's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what happened before his eyes.
Why did An Heng suddenly appear?
And this breath?
He, he broke through to Martial Immortal?
"That, that is?"
"Anheng?"
"Is it An Heng?"
"Anheng!"
Ye Jun and the others were stunned, as if they had been hit by a thunderbolt from the blue sky, or as if someone had poured cold water on them from head to toe.
How could it be him?
When did he appear? No, what is this breath?
"Anheng?"
Liu Qingfeng exclaimed.
"It turned out to be An Heng?"
"Anheng, he, he, he, broke through to Martial Immortal!"
On the wall of Shanhai City, Qi Changfeng's eyeballs were about to pop out, his chin almost hit his foot with a bang, and he said three other words in a row.
"Wu? Wuxian?"
Only then did Liu Qingfeng realize, and looked intently.
"Hiss..."
He took a deep breath, and murmured: "This kid, isn't he the Wu Zunjing? Why didn't I see you in two or three days, so, he became a Martial Immortal? Am I dreaming?"
"Genius, no, it can be called a monster."
Shen Mingyue was shocked.
"Anheng?"
On the cliff, Li Qingfeng's eyes widened, he didn't even know the tears were falling.
"What? He is Anheng?"
"Is he the An Heng who, with his Martial Venerable Realm, killed the second-rank Martial Saint of the Demon Race?"
The several Wu Zun behind him were as shocked as if a thunder exploded above their heads.
"No! He, he is not Wu Zunjing!"
One of them exclaimed: "Okay, what a terrifying aura, is it a Martial Saint? No, no, this aura is more terrifying than Sect Master Qi!"
"Could it be!"
"Is he a Martial Immortal!"
The gatekeeper's base, Li Zhan, Lin Lei, Lei Qing and other Martial Emperors were all taken aback. They all opened their mouths wide and stared blankly at the scene on the screen.
"An, An Heng?"
"It turned out to be An Heng?"
"Why did Anheng suddenly appear?"
"Do you want to use the power of one person to make our human race last forever?"
"Is it?"
Dozens of Martial Emperors looked at each other, a terrifying thought rose in their minds.
"It's Junior Brother An!"
Qingfeng City.
Gao Fengxue was the first to cry out in surprise.
"It's Junior Brother An!"
"Brother An!"
"It's Senior Brother An!"
"Brother An!"
In an instant, the Fengwu Martial Arts Hall was boiling!
Wang Ping, Wang Feng and others had tears in their eyes, including Gao Yichengzi, who shed tears of excitement.
"Senior brother An said so, he can definitely do it!"
"That's right! Brother An has never let us down!"
"We also believe in Anheng!"
"Anheng, come on!"
The other two martial arts halls and the city lord Xia Hong and others all watched this scene and clenched their fists.
"Anheng?"
"Who is An Heng?"
"Is An Heng also a Martial Immortal of our human race?"
"Aren't there only twelve Martial Immortals in our human race?"
"What's going on?"
Billions of people watched this scene with confusion.
"Everyone, I just heard the news from a human martial saint among the gatekeepers," the host said excitedly, "The person who appeared on the screen just now is called An Heng, and he is also a gatekeeper. A legendary gatekeeper."
"In the realm of military generals, he single-handedly broke into the spirit mine of the demon clan and won a third-level spiritual vein for our human race. In the realm of Wuwang, he dominated the two major battlefields in the crypt of Jianyang City. With strength, kill 20 ancient martial emperors, more than 200 ancient martial masters, and even kill a two-star ancient martial saint!"
"!!!"
In front of the screen, billions of people are full of disbelief.
"He actually won a spiritual vein from the demons!"
"Dominate the two major battlefields in the Jianyang City Catacombs?"
"I know this, I was there at the time! At that time, there were thousands of Martial Kings of the Demon Race! There were also hundreds of people wearing sixth-grade spirit armor, and they were instantly killed by An Heng's seven-kill sword intent with one move!"
"More than that! There are hundreds of thousands of Martial Emperors and hundreds of Martial Venerables in the ancient clan. Anheng insisted on turning the world around and annihilating the entire army of the ancient clan! At the last moment, King Tianrui of the ancient clan took the secret medicine and broke through to a two-star martial sage , wanting to make a comeback, but was instantly killed by An Heng's finger of killing gods and killing immortals!"
"That's right, I was there too!"
"I'm here too!"
Many Martial Emperors and Martial Venerables said one after another.
"Oh my god! He, isn't he too strong?"
"Why haven't we heard his name?"
"Because he, like most warriors, is silently guarding us."
"But, but, that is the battlefield of Martial Immortals? An Heng, isn't he Martial Venerable?"
As if he had expected that someone would ask such a question, the host's voice sounded again: "And now, An Heng, is our human race, the No. 13 Martial Immortal!"
"What! No.13 Martial Immortal?"
Everyone was startled, and then, ecstasy appeared on their faces.
"Could it be, could it be that Anheng has already reached the Martial Immortal Realm!"
"Really? There are thirteen Martial Immortals in our human race?"
"Great! Our human race also has thirteen Martial Immortals!"
"It's saved! Our human race is saved!"
Immediately, overwhelming cheers spread throughout the land of Kyushu.
However, many people, after a short period of joy, still maintained their rationality and frowned.
Anheng's arrival at the Martial Fairyland was certainly gratifying, but those words were also very inspiring.
But the reality is, he just broke through to Martial Immortal? One-star Martial Immortal?
Even the strongest of the human race like Master Pei is not an opponent of the demon race. An Heng, who has just broken through to the realm of martial arts, can be an opponent? Can he save the human race?
"Anheng?"
"Anheng?"
"Is he the human race An Heng who defeated the ancient race?"
"it's him?"
The several Martial Immortals of the Demon Clan looked at the ancient building with strange expressions.
"An! Heng!"
Gu Lou's eyes were like copper bells, his eyebrows stood up one by one, and his face was full of blue veins, his gaze wished to tear An Heng's skin to pieces.
at the same time.
Inside the burrow.
Gu Tianhai, Gu Tiancang, Gu Tianhe and others also had red eyes, wishing they could be on the scene and eat An Heng alive.
"Who is that person?"
"Is it also a Martial Immortal of the human race?"
"It's not like, isn't there only twelve Martial Immortals in the human race? And this person is very strange."
"Who is he? Where did he come from?"
Hundreds of billions of cave demons are also puzzled.
"Anheng, Anheng, I seem to have heard of this name somewhere?
right!
I remembered! Isn’t he the same An Heng who defeated the ancient clan?”
"What? He is the one who made us give up attacking the exit?"
"That's right, it's him! Anheng, I remember this name!"
"Okay, it's really hard to find nowhere to go through iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get here. This kid, dare to show up?"
Everyone gritted their teeth, especially those from the Gu clan, hated An Heng to death.
"wrong!"
In the middle of the field, Long Huan frowned, looked at Gu Lou and said: "Gu Lou, didn't you say that this kid is Wu Zunjing? Why is he a Martial Immortal?"
"what?"
"Martial Immortal?"
At this time, more than a dozen Martial Immortals from the Demon Race were startled, and all their eyes fell on An Heng.
"Martial Immortal?"
Gu Lou frowned and took a closer look.
The heart seemed to have stopped beating at this moment, and his face was as pale as paper.
How can it be!
Two days ago, in the spirit stone of communication, he could still see clearly that this kid was clearly Wu Zunjing!
How long has it been?
He is a one-star martial artist???
"Wu, Wuxian?"
The three of Gu Tianhe looked at each other and took a deep breath on the spot.
No wonder he can't see through his cultivation, this kid is already like a Martial Immortal?
Martial Immortal!
Gu Tianhe recalled the scene of being toyed with by the ancestor that day, his clothes were wet with cold sweat.
Doesn't that mean that it is easy for An Heng to kill him now?
"How...how...how could this be..."
"Jing'er, father, father can't avenge you?"
Gu Tianhai and the others were filled with despair.
"Your Majesty, don't worry!"
Behind him, the ancient martial sage reminded: "What if An Heng becomes a martial immortal? Let alone a one-star martial immortal, even the eight-star martial immortal is no match for the Dragon Emperor!"
"The ancestor is also present, so he will definitely be able to kill this person!" The three of Gu Tianhai cheered and looked towards the field.yes!
For them, a one-star Martial Immortal is simply an invincible existence.
But in the Martial Immortal War, is it the lowest existence?
Ha ha ha ha!
This Anheng, who simply doesn't know how to live or die, dares to show off even if he is a mere one-star Martial Immortal?
"Brother Pei, An, An Heng?"
"Brother Pei!"
"Anheng?"
Martial Immortals of the human race rushed over one after another. Ye Jun took Pei Jie, who was seriously injured, and looked at An Heng incredulously, "You, when did you break through the Martial Immortals?"
The rest of the people are also staring closely.
They can't remember more clearly, two or three days ago, An Heng was Wu Zun?
"Just now."
An Heng smiled slightly, his eyes swept across the faces of the crowd, and finally fell on Pei Jie's face. The latter's face was bloodless at this time, and there was still blood on his chest.
"Master, leave the rest to me."
Pei Jie's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what happened before his eyes.
Why did An Heng suddenly appear?
And this breath?
He, he broke through to Martial Immortal?
"That, that is?"
"Anheng?"
"Is it An Heng?"
"Anheng!"
Ye Jun and the others were stunned, as if they had been hit by a thunderbolt from the blue sky, or as if someone had poured cold water on them from head to toe.
How could it be him?
When did he appear? No, what is this breath?
"Anheng?"
Liu Qingfeng exclaimed.
"It turned out to be An Heng?"
"Anheng, he, he, he, broke through to Martial Immortal!"
On the wall of Shanhai City, Qi Changfeng's eyeballs were about to pop out, his chin almost hit his foot with a bang, and he said three other words in a row.
"Wu? Wuxian?"
Only then did Liu Qingfeng realize, and looked intently.
"Hiss..."
He took a deep breath, and murmured: "This kid, isn't he the Wu Zunjing? Why didn't I see you in two or three days, so, he became a Martial Immortal? Am I dreaming?"
"Genius, no, it can be called a monster."
Shen Mingyue was shocked.
"Anheng?"
On the cliff, Li Qingfeng's eyes widened, he didn't even know the tears were falling.
"What? He is Anheng?"
"Is he the An Heng who, with his Martial Venerable Realm, killed the second-rank Martial Saint of the Demon Race?"
The several Wu Zun behind him were as shocked as if a thunder exploded above their heads.
"No! He, he is not Wu Zunjing!"
One of them exclaimed: "Okay, what a terrifying aura, is it a Martial Saint? No, no, this aura is more terrifying than Sect Master Qi!"
"Could it be!"
"Is he a Martial Immortal!"
The gatekeeper's base, Li Zhan, Lin Lei, Lei Qing and other Martial Emperors were all taken aback. They all opened their mouths wide and stared blankly at the scene on the screen.
"An, An Heng?"
"It turned out to be An Heng?"
"Why did Anheng suddenly appear?"
"Do you want to use the power of one person to make our human race last forever?"
"Is it?"
Dozens of Martial Emperors looked at each other, a terrifying thought rose in their minds.
"It's Junior Brother An!"
Qingfeng City.
Gao Fengxue was the first to cry out in surprise.
"It's Junior Brother An!"
"Brother An!"
"It's Senior Brother An!"
"Brother An!"
In an instant, the Fengwu Martial Arts Hall was boiling!
Wang Ping, Wang Feng and others had tears in their eyes, including Gao Yichengzi, who shed tears of excitement.
"Senior brother An said so, he can definitely do it!"
"That's right! Brother An has never let us down!"
"We also believe in Anheng!"
"Anheng, come on!"
The other two martial arts halls and the city lord Xia Hong and others all watched this scene and clenched their fists.
"Anheng?"
"Who is An Heng?"
"Is An Heng also a Martial Immortal of our human race?"
"Aren't there only twelve Martial Immortals in our human race?"
"What's going on?"
Billions of people watched this scene with confusion.
"Everyone, I just heard the news from a human martial saint among the gatekeepers," the host said excitedly, "The person who appeared on the screen just now is called An Heng, and he is also a gatekeeper. A legendary gatekeeper."
"In the realm of military generals, he single-handedly broke into the spirit mine of the demon clan and won a third-level spiritual vein for our human race. In the realm of Wuwang, he dominated the two major battlefields in the crypt of Jianyang City. With strength, kill 20 ancient martial emperors, more than 200 ancient martial masters, and even kill a two-star ancient martial saint!"
"!!!"
In front of the screen, billions of people are full of disbelief.
"He actually won a spiritual vein from the demons!"
"Dominate the two major battlefields in the Jianyang City Catacombs?"
"I know this, I was there at the time! At that time, there were thousands of Martial Kings of the Demon Race! There were also hundreds of people wearing sixth-grade spirit armor, and they were instantly killed by An Heng's seven-kill sword intent with one move!"
"More than that! There are hundreds of thousands of Martial Emperors and hundreds of Martial Venerables in the ancient clan. Anheng insisted on turning the world around and annihilating the entire army of the ancient clan! At the last moment, King Tianrui of the ancient clan took the secret medicine and broke through to a two-star martial sage , wanting to make a comeback, but was instantly killed by An Heng's finger of killing gods and killing immortals!"
"That's right, I was there too!"
"I'm here too!"
Many Martial Emperors and Martial Venerables said one after another.
"Oh my god! He, isn't he too strong?"
"Why haven't we heard his name?"
"Because he, like most warriors, is silently guarding us."
"But, but, that is the battlefield of Martial Immortals? An Heng, isn't he Martial Venerable?"
As if he had expected that someone would ask such a question, the host's voice sounded again: "And now, An Heng, is our human race, the No. 13 Martial Immortal!"
"What! No.13 Martial Immortal?"
Everyone was startled, and then, ecstasy appeared on their faces.
"Could it be, could it be that Anheng has already reached the Martial Immortal Realm!"
"Really? There are thirteen Martial Immortals in our human race?"
"Great! Our human race also has thirteen Martial Immortals!"
"It's saved! Our human race is saved!"
Immediately, overwhelming cheers spread throughout the land of Kyushu.
However, many people, after a short period of joy, still maintained their rationality and frowned.
Anheng's arrival at the Martial Fairyland was certainly gratifying, but those words were also very inspiring.
But the reality is, he just broke through to Martial Immortal? One-star Martial Immortal?
Even the strongest of the human race like Master Pei is not an opponent of the demon race. An Heng, who has just broken through to the realm of martial arts, can be an opponent? Can he save the human race?
"Anheng?"
"Anheng?"
"Is he the human race An Heng who defeated the ancient race?"
"it's him?"
The several Martial Immortals of the Demon Clan looked at the ancient building with strange expressions.
"An! Heng!"
Gu Lou's eyes were like copper bells, his eyebrows stood up one by one, and his face was full of blue veins, his gaze wished to tear An Heng's skin to pieces.
at the same time.
Inside the burrow.
Gu Tianhai, Gu Tiancang, Gu Tianhe and others also had red eyes, wishing they could be on the scene and eat An Heng alive.
"Who is that person?"
"Is it also a Martial Immortal of the human race?"
"It's not like, isn't there only twelve Martial Immortals in the human race? And this person is very strange."
"Who is he? Where did he come from?"
Hundreds of billions of cave demons are also puzzled.
"Anheng, Anheng, I seem to have heard of this name somewhere?
right!
I remembered! Isn’t he the same An Heng who defeated the ancient clan?”
"What? He is the one who made us give up attacking the exit?"
"That's right, it's him! Anheng, I remember this name!"
"Okay, it's really hard to find nowhere to go through iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get here. This kid, dare to show up?"
Everyone gritted their teeth, especially those from the Gu clan, hated An Heng to death.
"wrong!"
In the middle of the field, Long Huan frowned, looked at Gu Lou and said: "Gu Lou, didn't you say that this kid is Wu Zunjing? Why is he a Martial Immortal?"
"what?"
"Martial Immortal?"
At this time, more than a dozen Martial Immortals from the Demon Race were startled, and all their eyes fell on An Heng.
"Martial Immortal?"
Gu Lou frowned and took a closer look.
The heart seemed to have stopped beating at this moment, and his face was as pale as paper.
How can it be!
Two days ago, in the spirit stone of communication, he could still see clearly that this kid was clearly Wu Zunjing!
How long has it been?
He is a one-star martial artist???
"Wu, Wuxian?"
The three of Gu Tianhe looked at each other and took a deep breath on the spot.
No wonder he can't see through his cultivation, this kid is already like a Martial Immortal?
Martial Immortal!
Gu Tianhe recalled the scene of being toyed with by the ancestor that day, his clothes were wet with cold sweat.
Doesn't that mean that it is easy for An Heng to kill him now?
"How...how...how could this be..."
"Jing'er, father, father can't avenge you?"
Gu Tianhai and the others were filled with despair.
"Your Majesty, don't worry!"
Behind him, the ancient martial sage reminded: "What if An Heng becomes a martial immortal? Let alone a one-star martial immortal, even the eight-star martial immortal is no match for the Dragon Emperor!"
"The ancestor is also present, so he will definitely be able to kill this person!" The three of Gu Tianhai cheered and looked towards the field.yes!
For them, a one-star Martial Immortal is simply an invincible existence.
But in the Martial Immortal War, is it the lowest existence?
Ha ha ha ha!
This Anheng, who simply doesn't know how to live or die, dares to show off even if he is a mere one-star Martial Immortal?
"Brother Pei, An, An Heng?"
"Brother Pei!"
"Anheng?"
Martial Immortals of the human race rushed over one after another. Ye Jun took Pei Jie, who was seriously injured, and looked at An Heng incredulously, "You, when did you break through the Martial Immortals?"
The rest of the people are also staring closely.
They can't remember more clearly, two or three days ago, An Heng was Wu Zun?
"Just now."
An Heng smiled slightly, his eyes swept across the faces of the crowd, and finally fell on Pei Jie's face. The latter's face was bloodless at this time, and there was still blood on his chest.
"Master, leave the rest to me."
