Chapter 1,199 Saints

Style: Fantasy Author: Twelve Winged Dark SeraphWords: 2085Update Time: 24/01/13 06:34:11
After An Sheng and An Tianzuo entered the Asura Road, they encountered exactly the same thing as Zhou Wen. Under such circumstances, they could not wait for Zhou Wen to come in and act together, so they had to rush in first.

An Sheng was a little doubtful whether Ouyang Lan and the others had entered the Asura Road. It was so dangerous here that even if Ouyang Lan and the others had really entered, they might have exited.

After all, such a battlefield is too dangerous. There are Shura everywhere, and there is no chance to rest.

But An Tianzuo seemed to be convinced that Ouyang Lan must be here, and kept rushing towards the depths of Asura Road.

After An Tianzuo put on the armor, he became a terror-level existence. He held a Gatling-like hot weapon in his hand and fired wildly at those evil ghost-like Shura. Wherever he passed, many Shura fell down and their bodies were beaten to pieces. .

But it didn't take long for those Shura to stand up again, return to their original shape, and pounce on them again.

There are many mythical beings among Shura, but when faced with An Tianzuo's firepower, they can't even rush forward before their bodies are blown apart. Occasionally, one or two fish that slip through the net are killed by An Sheng's finishing blows.

The two of them rushed all the way, and after an unknown distance, a strange altar appeared in front of them.

The altar is composed of black stone pillars. There are twelve stone pillars in total, and there is a flag standing on the centermost stone pillar.

The flag was flying in the wind, with an anchor pattern painted on it.

An Tianzuo and An Sheng did not look at the flag, their eyes were focused on the stone pillars.

I saw a few people tied to different stone pillars. The person tied to one of the stone pillars was Ouyang Lan. The people on the other stone pillars were all generals of the Sunset Army who came to Huangquan City with Ouyang Lan.

They were hung by chains on the stone pillars. Each one of them was dying, and most of them had passed out.

An Tianzuo's eyes instantly turned cold when he saw signs of whipping on Ouyang Lan and others, their clothes were torn, and blood seeped out from the cracks in their clothes.

Gatling spit out tongues of fire, and the firepower seemed to become more violent, blasting all the groups of Shuras in front of him into sieves. Although he was as powerful as a mythical being, he was as fragile as paper in the bullet storm.

An Tianzuo flew up and wanted to rush to the altar and save Ouyang Lan and the others.

Suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared and shot towards An Tianzuo's chest like a phantom. The cold light was so fast that it reached his heart in the blink of an eye. An Tianzuo did not have time to adjust the muzzle of Gatling's gun.

when!

The big sword in An Tianzuo's other hand fell like a ghost and hit the cold light hard.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the cold light turned out to be an arrow. The tip of the arrow collided with the hilt of the sword. As the sparks flew, An Tianzuo took an uncontrollable step back. The arrow also deviated from the track and hit the ground beside him. .

Boom!

A large crater was opened on the ground, but the arrow disappeared.

An Tianzuo frowned and looked in the direction of the altar, only to see a man in purple armor and an evil ghost mask standing on one of the stone pillars of the altar.

He was holding a hunting bow in his left hand, and the palm of his other hand was open. The disappearing cold arrow appeared in his palm and was gently pinched by his fingers.

"Are you finally here? I've been waiting for you for a long time." The man looked at An Tianzuo and said calmly.

"Who are you?" An Tianzuo asked slowly, staring at the man.

The man had the aura of a guardian, but he couldn't feel the aura of a human being, and he didn't know if there was a human being inside the armor.

"Saint...Xiao..." the man said calmly.

"Are you waiting for me?" An Tianzuo did not rush to the altar immediately, but asked coldly.

"Yes." Xiao nodded slightly.

"You forced them here just to lure me here?" An Tianzuo continued to ask.

Xiao nodded and shook his head: "Half and half, if you want to die, they will die too."

"Why?" An Tianzuo was not angry and continued to ask.

Xiao didn't answer, but suddenly laughed: "People say that giving birth to a child is like An Tianzuo. Today, I see that it is nothing more than that. Your mother is hanging here by me, and I don't know whether she is alive or dead, but you are still in the mood to be here. Chat with me."

An Tianzuo's expression did not change. He looked at Xiao and said, "Since you don't want to tell, let me guess."

"Oh, then you have to take a guess." Xiao looked at An Tianzuo with interest.

"You want to kill us because of our investigation of the expedition team." An Tianzuo's tone was not a question, but an affirmative statement.

"Is this all your guess?" Xiao did not deny it. It was not difficult to guess this conclusion.

"You come from the Holy Land." An Tianzuo continued.

"That's right." Xiao nodded and admitted, looking at An Tianzuo with a smile and said: "From the word saint I just reported, you can be sure that I come from the Holy Land. This is not difficult to guess."

"You are from the Locus Temple." An Tianzuo was unmoved and said again.

Xiao was a little surprised this time. He looked at An Tianzuo and asked, "How do you know that I come from the Locus Temple?"

"This is not difficult to guess. You can guess it yourself." An Tianzuo said calmly.

Xiao laughed: "You are indeed an interesting person. I am reluctant to kill you. It's a pity that you have to die here today. From now on, there will be no more An Tianzuo in the world."

After saying that, Xiao raised the hunting bow in his hand and put the arrow on it, but he was not aiming at An Tianzuo, but at Ouyang Lan on the stone pillar.

"You'd better not move. You should know that with the speed of my arrow, I can definitely kill her before you come over. If you want to keep her alive for a while, cut off one of your arms, and then I can give you a friend like me." opportunity to fight," Xiao said.

"You have been defeated. You have no confidence to defeat me." An Tianzuo looked at Xiao and said.

Xiao said lightly: "I just don't like too much trouble."

"Really?" An Tianzuo's hand holding the sword suddenly moved and slashed directly at his right arm, cutting off the entire arm that was holding Gatlin.

Bang!

Gatlin fell to the ground along with his arm, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"Overseer!" An Sheng was shocked and angry.

"If you still want my left arm, I can still give it to you." An Tianzuo stopped An Sheng from coming over and said with an indifferent expression.

Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly moved the bow and arrow in his hand away from Ouyang Lan, slowly pointed it at An Tianzuo, and said coldly: "An Tianzuo, Governor An, the God of War in Luoyang, you have the qualifications to be arrogant. , but you chose the wrong time and place to be arrogant, and you chose the wrong person."

"There are many people who have said this to me, and most of them are dead." An Tianzuo said lightly.