Chapter 1199 Saints

After An Sheng and An Tianzuo entered the Asura Road, they had exactly the same experience as Zhou Wen. Under such circumstances, they could not wait for Zhou Wen to come in and act together, and could only rush in all the way.

An Sheng doubted 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 actually 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 believe that Ouyang Lan must have come here, and kept rushing to the depths of Asura Road.

After An Tianzuo put on the armor, he was a fear-level existence. With a hot weapon like Gatling in his hand, he shot wildly at the ghost-like Shura. Wherever he passed, Shura fell down and his body was smashed. .

But it didn't take long for those Asuras to stand up again, their bodies returned to their original state, and they jumped up again.

Among the Shura, there are many mythical existences, but in the face of An Tianzuo's firepower, he was blown up when he couldn't rush up at all. Occasionally, one or two fish that slipped through the net were also killed by An Sheng's supplementary knife.

The two rushed all the way, and they didn't know how far they rushed, and a strange altar appeared in front of them.

The altar was made up of black stone pillars, there were twelve stone pillars in total, and a flag stood on top of the central stone pillar.

The flag was flying against the wind, and there was a picture of an anchor on the flag.

An Tianzuo and An Sheng didn't look at the flag, their eyes focused on the stone pillars.

I saw a few people tied to different stone pillars. One of the stone pillars was tied to Ouyang Lan, and the few people on the other stone pillars were the generals of the Sunset Army who came to Huangquan City with Ouyang Lan.

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

Seeing that Ouyang Lan and others had been whipped, their clothes were torn, and blood was seeping from the cracks in their clothes, An Tianzuo's eyes instantly turned cold.

Gatling's tongues of flame spit out, and the firepower seems to have become even more violent, forcibly blasting the group of Shura in front of it into a sieve, powerful as a mythical existence, and fragile like paper in a bullet storm.

An Tianzuo flew up and wanted to rush to the altar to 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 didn't have time to adjust Gatling's muzzle.

when!

The great sword in An Tianzuo's other hand fell like a ghost, hitting the cold light heavily.

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the cold light was an arrow. The tip of the arrow collided with the hilt of the sword. During the sparks, An Tianzuo took a step back uncontrollably. The arrow also deviated from the track and shot on the ground. .

Boom!

A big hole was shot in 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 a ghost mask standing on a stone pillar on the altar.

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

"Is it 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 asked slowly, staring at the man.

The man has the breath of a guardian, but he can't feel the breath of humans, and he doesn't know if there are humans in the armor.

"Saint...Xiao..." The man said calmly.

"Are you waiting for me?" An Tianzuo didn't rush to the altar immediately, but asked coldly.

"Yes." Xiao nodded slightly.

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

Xiao nodded and shook his head: "half and half,

You are going to die, and so are they. "

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

Xiao didn't answer, but suddenly laughed: "Everyone said that having a child is like An Tianzuo, and today, it's nothing more than that, your mother was hanged here by me, and I don't know if she is alive or dead, but you are still in the mood. Chat with me."

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

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

"You wanted to kill us because we were investigating the expedition." An Tianzuo's tone was not a question, but a positive statement.

"Is that just your guess?" Xiao did not deny it, and it is not difficult to guess this conclusion.

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

"That's right." Xiao nodded and admitted, looked at An Tianzuo with a smile and said, "From the word I just reported as a saint, I can be sure that I am from the Holy Land. It's not too hard to guess."

"You are from the Trajectory Temple." An Tianzuo said again unmoved.

Xiao was a little surprised this time, looked at An Tianzuo and asked, "How do you know I'm from the Trajectory Temple?"

"It's not difficult to guess, you can guess it yourself." An Tianzuo said lightly.

Xiao laughed: "You are indeed an interesting person, and I am a little reluctant to kill you. It's a pity, you must fall here today, and there will be no An Tianzuo in the world from now on."

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

"You better not move, you should know that with the speed of my arrow, you can definitely kill her before you come over. If you want to let her live temporarily, you will cut off your arm, and then I can give you an arrow with me. A chance to fight," Xiao said.

"You have already lost, 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 sword-holding hand suddenly moved, directly slashing at his right arm, cutting off the arm holding Gatlin Qigen.

Dang!

Gatling fell to the ground with his arm, blood all over the place.

"Overseer!" An Sheng was shocked and angry.

"Do you want my left arm, I can give it to you as well." An Tianzuo stopped An Sheng from coming over and said indifferently.

Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly moved the bow and arrow from Ouyang Lan's body, slowly aimed at An Tianzuo, and said in a cold voice, "An Tianzuo, Governor An, God of War in Luoyang, you have the qualifications to be arrogant. , but you chose the wrong time and place, and the wrong person."

"Many people have said this to me, and they are basically dead." An Tianzuo said lightly.