Chapter 1619 – Home?
Wen Yuan thought that his amethyst would cripple one of An Zheng’s arms, but when the amethyst truly covered one of An Zheng’s arms completely, he was horrified to find out that the one being controlled was not his opponent, but himself.
An Zheng’s Power of Essence Thunder extended from the bottom of the amethyst, and when Wen Yuan felt that something was wrong, it was already too late.
Wen Yuan wailed in pain as a layer of amethyst quickly surfaced on his arm, trying to force An Zheng’s Power of Essence Thunder out. The amethyst and the Power of Essence Thunder continued to compete with each other on his arm, and his arm was instantly minced.
An Zheng still looked at him coldly, and for some reason, Wen Yuan suddenly thought of what An Zheng had just said... You will die like that.
His mind involuntarily thought of Xu Shiyi he had killed. His heart had been penetrated by him, and the remaining amethyst in Xu Shiyi’s wound had thought that it was a very beautiful scene that was bright and bright. However, when he thought back to it now, he felt that it was extremely terrifying.
But he was Wen Yuan, not Tan Shanse. Tan Shanse could turn around and leave without caring about his dignity, he couldn’t.
“I am the last dignity of an era.”
Wen Yuan’s sudden words caused his heart to tremble slightly.
The final dignity of an era?
Yes, in the era that belonged to him, a large majority of the people had already died. Those three king level entities were killed by An Zheng and the others in the Cyan Plains, which meant that the era had completely declined. The people from the three kingdoms have basically died, they once invaded the Da Xi era and beat up the people from Da Xi until they couldn’t even find their way to the north, what about now?
“You can’t represent it.”
An Zheng replied, and then moved forward.
Wen Yuan fiercely stomped his foot, and following that, the ground started to crack as numerous dragons formed from amethyst swept towards him. An Zheng still advanced forward with large strides, and the long dragons were shattered one by one by the Power of Essence Thunder released from his body, this scene was extremely shocking, the dragon-shaped attack formed by the amethyst was especially mighty and domineering, but even so, it was unable to break through. An Zheng had been forced intassive state from the very start, and no matter how he attacked or tried, he ended up defending himself in the end.
Witoar, a crystal dragon drilled out from the ground. Its gigantic body was over a hundred meters long, and it rose into the air, spitting out a dragon breath towards An Zheng. Its dragon’s breath was also formed from the amethyst’s power, it was not a real flame, but more like an extremely dense but incomparably sharp power of the wind.
Amidst the hurricane, many needle-thin amethyst s shot towards An Zheng. An Zheng pointed to the back, and his Reverse Scale Armor s separated from his body, forming a wall that shielded the Crystal Dragon behind them.
Then, An Zheng swung his right hand behind him. The Inverse Broken God Sword also didn’t fly and sliced off one after another amethyst as if it had its own intelligence.
After going to the Reverse Scale Armor, then An Zheng would use his own true strength to crush Wen Yuan.
Wen Yuan only had a few bones left in one of his arms, when he raised his other hand, a crystal long spear materialized in the center of his palm, and thrusted towards An Zheng. An Zheng waited until the crystal long spear almost reached in front of him before making his move, and then grabbed onto the crystal long spear and pulled Wen Yuan over to his side, sprinting a few steps forward. If Wen Yuan did not let go, he would be pulled directly in front of An Zheng, and if he did so, then he would completely lose in terms of imposing manner.
However, even if he didn’t let go, was there any advantage in his bearing?
Wen Yuan could only let go of his hand. With a sou sound, the crystal spear in his hand was pulled out by An Zheng, and under such great speed, his palm was immediately grinded to the point where even his skin fell off.
An Zheng casually threw the crystal spear to the side, and continued to stride forward like before. Wen Yuan cried out, perhaps to encourage himself, but this roar was only filled with sorrow and despair.
An Zheng was too strong, so strong that he could not see any hope.
At this moment, Wen Yuan’s howl also expressed his determination. All of the ribs on his body suddenly protruded out from his body, every single one of them had the color of a crystal, but they were even more solid. The front part of his ribs were incomparably sharp, making him look like a strange spider.
These ribs were all struck towards An Zheng, one after the other. An Zheng raised his arms to block in front of him, and the ribs were struck as fiercely as a javelin, but An Zheng blocked all of them. This was also the biggest reaction that An Zheng seemed to have since the start of the battle.
The weird-looking spider like Wen Yuan began to attack once again, all the ribs began to move crazily, every attack was incomparably vicious. An Zheng discovered that after being changed, Wen Yuan’s ribs were now comparable to a magic tool at the peak of the Purple-Rank, they were even tougher and sharper than real amethyst s!
But at this point of the battle, An Zheng had pretty much seen through Wen Yuan’s strength.
“You do not represent the dignity of your time.”
An Zheng started to counterattack, one rib after another pierced towards him. An Zheng dodged and dodged, and then, he grabbed onto the ribs, at the same time, more ribs stabbed towards An Zheng crazily, one by one. An Zheng grabbed onto the ribs with one, and with his other hand, he punched out like a violent storm.
In just a mere second or two, for cultivators at their level to have so many attacks that they could not even remember themselves, in the very beginning, An Zheng had punched out every single second until he split open all of the ribs. In the next second, An Zheng’s punching speed had already surpassed the speed of the attacks from the ribs, how many ribs were there? An Zheng only had one fist to counter attack, within a second, he would blast away one with his fist and within the second, he would blast away one with his fist and still have time to attack.
With a bang, An Zheng smashed his fist onto Wen Yuan’s body, causing his body to pinch backwards, but one of the ribs remained in An Zheng’s hand, preventing him from flying out.
An Zheng naturally didn’t give Wen Yuan any more chances to land a successful punch. At this moment, he forgot that Zhuang Feifei was still looking at him from a distance, he only had hatred, Xu Shiyi’s death, was not the monk’s death, but all of it was in his head.
Thus, when he attacked, how could he still care about whether or not the girl looked a little too fierce? He only felt that she was not ruthless enough.
Kacha! The rib could not endure An Zheng’s power and was directly snapped, as An Zheng grabbed onto the rib and fiercely thrusted it forward … With a “pu” sound, the sharp end of the rib pierced into Wen Yuan’s left eye. Wen Yuan’s left eye was a special thing, it waurplish black crystal. An Zheng knew that the source of his power was from this purplish black crystal.
His ribs pierced his eye sockets and blood spurted out. Witop, the purplish black chase exploded.
Broken crystals exploded out from Wen Yuan’s skull. The blood hole that was created looked extremely miserable, with a large piece of his skull broken. Crystal fragments and skull pieces shot out.
However, the power of Wen Yuan’s Emperor Level wasn’t enough to make him lose his fighting capacity.
An Zheng did not plan on letting him go just like that.
The ribs pierced into Wen Yuan’s left eye, pushing out broken pieces of bone from the back of his head. That rib was stuck on his head, making Wen Yuan look extremely sinister. He roared in an attempt to counterattack, but there was no chance, An Zheng had already grabbed onto his second rib, and broke it.
Wen Yuan’s left eye was already crippled, the fear in his right eye was extremely strong.
That eye looked at the sharp ribs that were coming over, and it continuously enlarged in the eye … With a “pu” sound, the second rib pierced into Wen Yuan’s right eye’s eye socket.
Zhuang Feifei, who was standing far away, felt her heart tremble. What she had experienced in the Demon Canyon was terrifying enough, but what she saw now was not terror but shock... She didn’t know what was going on yet, but from An Zheng’s actions, she could tell that An Zheng was extremely angry.
Therefore, she felt a bit of heartache.
She knew that she would never be An Zheng’s enemy, and An Zheng’s ruthlessness would never appear to her friends.
Two ribs stabbed into the back of his head, sticking out from the back of his head. There were no eyes and two more bones in his eye sockets, which made Wen Yuan look especially sinister and miserable.
An Zheng’s leg sent Wen Yuan’s body flying backwards, and following that, a ray of sword energy appeared behind An Zheng and chased after him. In the air, Wen Yuan was pierced by at least a few hundred swords, leaving his body in a mess.
An Zheng waved his hand, and his Reverse Scale Armor immediately flew back into his grasp. The moment the Reverse Scale Armor returned back to him, a crystal dragon roared and flew over from behind An Zheng. An Zheng flipped backwards, and stepped on the crystal dragon’s head with both of his feet … The crystal dragon let out a sorrowful cry, uncontrollably charging towards Wen Yuan who had landed.
That vast dragon was directly placed in the center of Wen Yuan’s heart … A large number of amethysierced into his heart, half of them being smashed into smithereens, the shiny crystal shards remained on his chest.
An Zheng landed on the ground, “I told you, you would die like that.”
The crystal shattered as Wen Yuan spat out his last breath of air. Then, he could no longer move again.
The power he had gained was still in his body, but it had become a weapon to kill him.
After An Zheng killed Wen Yuan, he turned around and looked at Zhuang Feifei. The baleful aura on his body had already dissipated.
“Long time?”
“A long time.”
he asked, and she answered.
“Time to go home.”
An Zheng said.
Zhuang Feifei nodded, “Alright.”
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