Chapter 1200 Saints
After An Sheng and An Tianzuo entered the Asura Road, they encountered the same situation as Zhou Wen. Under such circumstances, they could not wait for Zhou Wen to come in and act together, so they could only rush in first.
An Sheng was somewhat skeptical as to whether Ouyang Lan and the others had actually entered the Ashura Road. It was so dangerous here that even if Ouyang Lan and the others had really come in, they might have retreated.
After all, such a battlefield is too dangerous, with Shuras everywhere, and there is no chance to rest.
But An Tianzuo seemed to be certain that Ouyang Lan must have come here, and he kept rushing towards the depths of Ashura Road.
After An Tianzuo put on the armor, he became a terrifying existence. Holding a Gatling-like thermal weapon in his hand, he crazily fired at those evil-like Shuras. Wherever he passed, large numbers of Shuras fell down, their bodies were smashed to pieces.
But not long after, those Shuras stood up again, restored their bodies to their original state, and pounced on them again.
There are many legendary Shuras among them, but facing An Tianzuo's firepower, they cannot even rush up and are blown to pieces. Occasionally, one or two of them slip through the net, but they are also killed by An Sheng.
The two rushed forward, and after fighting for an unknown distance, a strange altar appeared in front of them.
The altar was made up of twelve black stone pillars, and a flag was erected on the central one.
The flag fluttered 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 several people tied to different stone pillars. The person tied to one of the stone pillars was Ouyang Lan, and 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 on stone pillars with chains, each of them was dying, and most of them had already passed out.
Seeing that Ouyang Lan and others had marks of whipping on their bodies, their clothes were torn, and blood was oozing from the cracks in their clothes, An Tianzuo's eyes instantly turned cold.
The Gatling gun spewed out tongues of fire, and the firepower seemed to become even more violent, turning the groups of Shuras in front into sieves. Even a powerful mythical existence was as fragile as paper in the storm of bullets.
An Tianzuo flew up and wanted to rush to the altar to rescue Ouyang Lan and the others.
Suddenly, a cold light appeared abruptly 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 the Gatling gun.
when!
The greatsword in An Tianzuo's other hand fell down like a ghost and hit the cold light heavily.
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, and sparks flew. An Tianzuo took a step back uncontrollably, and the arrow deviated from its trajectory and hit the ground nearby.
Boom!
A big hole was shot into the ground, but the arrow disappeared.
An Tianzuo frowned and looked towards the altar, only to see a man wearing purple armor and an evil ghost mask standing on a stone pillar of the altar.
He held a hunting bow in his left hand and opened the palm of his other hand. The disappeared 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 lightly.
"Who are you?" An Tianzuo stared at the man and asked slowly.
The man had the aura of a guardian, but he could not sense any human aura, and he did not know if there was a human 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 then shook his head: "Half and half, if you die, they will die too."
"Why?" An Tianzuo continued to ask without being angry.
Xiao didn't answer, but suddenly laughed: "People say that if you have a son, you should be like An Tianzuo. Today, I see that he is just like that. I have your mother hanging here, and I don't know whether she is alive or dead, but you still have the mood to chat with me here."
An Tianzuo's expression didn't change at all. He looked at Xiao and said, "Since you don't want to say it, let me guess."
"Oh, then you guess." Xiao looked at An Tianzuo with interest.
"You want to kill us because we are investigating 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 are from the Holy Land." An Tianzuo continued.
"That's right." Xiao nodded in agreement, looking at An Tianzuo with a smile and said, "From the word 'Saint' I just mentioned, it's certain that I'm from the Holy Land. That's not a difficult guess."
"You are from the Temple of Tracks." An Tianzuo remained unmoved and said again.
Xiao was a little surprised this time. He looked at An Tianzuo and asked, "How do you know I'm from the Temple of Tracks?"
"This is not difficult to guess, you can guess it yourself." An Tianzuo said lightly.
Xiao laughed: "You are indeed an interesting person. I am a little reluctant to kill you. It's a pity that you must die here today. From now on, there will be no 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 get here. If you want to let her live temporarily, cut off one of your arms, and then I can give you a chance to fight with me." Xiao said.
"You've already lost. You don't have the confidence to defeat me." An Tianzuo looked at Xiao and said.
Xiao said calmly: "I just don't like too much trouble."
"Really?" An Tianzuo's sword-holding hand suddenly moved and slashed directly at his right arm, cutting off the arm holding the Gatling gun.
Clang!
Gatling gun and arm fell to the ground, blood all over the floor.
"General!" An Sheng was shocked and angry.
"If you still want my left arm, I can give it to you." An Tianzuo stopped An Sheng from coming over and said indifferently.
Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly moved the bow and arrow away from Ouyang Lan and slowly aimed it at An Tianzuo. He said in a cold voice: "An Tianzuo, General An, the God of War of Luoyang, you have the qualifications to be arrogant, but you chose the wrong time and place to be arrogant, and even the wrong person."
"Many people have said this to me, and most of them are dead." An Tianzuo said lightly.
(End of this chapter)
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