I just want to play the game quietly Chapter 1199: Saints

After An Sheng and An Tianzuo entered Asura Path, they suffered exactly the same thing as Zhou Wen. Under such circumstances, they could not wait for Zhou Wen to come in and act together.

　　Ansheng has some doubts about whether Ouyang Lan has entered Asura Path or not. This is so dangerous. Even if Ouyang Lan actually came in, they might exit.

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

　　 But An Tianzuo seems to believe that Ouyang Lan must be here, and rushed to the depths of Asura Path all the way.

　　 An Tianzuo put on the armor is the existence of Fear Rank, carrying gatling general hot weapon, facing those evil ghosts like Shura crazy fire, where Shura fell down, the body was smashed.

　　 But it didn’t take long for those Shura to stand up again, and his body returned to its original state, and then threw himself up again.

　　Sura, there is no lack of Mythical Rank, but in the face of the An Tianzuo's firepower, it can’t be rushed to the body, and it is hit by the body. Occasionally, one or two fish that are missing from the net are also killed by An Sheng.

　　The two of them rushed all the way, rushed to kill somehow, and a strange altar appeared in front of them.

　　The altar is composed of black stone pillars. There are twelve stone pillars in total, and a flag stands on the most central stone pillar.

　　 The flag was flying against the wind, and the flag was painted with an anchor pattern.

　　An Tianzuo and Ansheng did not look at the flag, their eyes were 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. The other people on the other stone pillars came to the Setting Sun Army general of Yellow Springs City with Ouyang Lan.

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

　　 Seeing signs of being whipped on the body of Ouyang Lan and others, the clothes ruptured, blood leaked from the cracks in the clothes, and An Tianzuo's's eyes instantly cooled.

　　gatling fire tongue spitting out, the firepower seems to have become more violent, and the horoscopes of the previous groups of asuras were slammed into a sieve, as strong as the presence of Mythical Rank, and also fragile as paper in Bulletstorm.

　　An Tianzuo's figure flew, and he wanted to rush to the altar to rescue them from Ouyang Lan.

　　 Suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared and shot toward the An Tianzuo's chest like a phantom. The cold light was too fast, and he reached his heart in the blink of an eye. An Tianzuo did not come and adjusted the muzzle of gatling.

　　 When!

　　An Tianzuo The big sword in the other hand, the ghosts generally fell, and hit the cold light heavily.

　　 The sparks were splashing, the cold light was an arrow, and the tip of the arrow collided with the hilt. During the sparks, the An Tianzuo stepped back uncontrollably. The arrow also deviated from the orbit and was shot on the side. On the ground.

　　 Bang!

　　 The ground was shot and burst into a big pit, but the arrow disappeared.

　　An Tianzuo frowned and looked in the direction of the altar. I saw a person wearing purple armor and a mask of evil spirits standing on a stone pillar of the altar.

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

　　 "Are you finally here? Waiting for you for a long time." The man said lightly while looking at An Tianzuo.

　　 "Who are you?" An Tianzuo stared at the man and asked slowly.

　　 The man has the breath of Guardian, but he can't feel the breath of human beings, and he doesn't know if there is a human in the armor.

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

　　 "Are you waiting for me?" An Tianzuo did not immediately rush to the altar, 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 a half, you are going to die, they are also going to die."

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

　　 Xiao did not answer, but suddenly laughed: "Everyone said, having a son is like An Tianzuo. I saw it today, but that's the case. Your mother was hanged here by me. I still don't know whether life or death, but you still have a mood Chat with me here."

　　An Tianzuo looks unchanged, looking at Xiao and said: "Since you don’t want to say, let me guess."

　　 "Oh, then you guessed it." Xiao Rao looked at An Tianzuo with interest.

　　 "You want to kill us because we are investigating investigation team." The tone of An Tianzuo's is not an interrogative sentence, but a positive statement.

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

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

　　 "Good." Xiao nodded and admitted, looking at An Tianzuo with a smile, said: "From the word saint I just reported, I can be sure that I am from the Holy Land, which is not difficult to guess."

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

　　 Xiao was a little surprised this time~IndoMTL.com~ looked at An Tianzuo and asked: "How do you know that I am from Trajectory Temple?"

　　 "This is not difficult to guess, you can guess for yourself." An Tianzuo said lightly.

　　 Xiao laughed: "You really are an interesting person, I am not willing to kill you. Unfortunately, you must fall here today, and there will be no An Tianzuo in this world."

Finally, Xiao raised his hunting bow and put the arrow up, but he aimed not at An Tianzuo, but at Ouyang Lan on the stone pillar.

　　 "You better not move, you should know that at the speed of my arrow, you can definitely kill her before you come over, if you want to let her live for a while, just cut yourself off, and then I can give you one Opportunity to fight me." Xiao said.

　　 "You have 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."

　　 "Is it?" An Tianzuo's hand holding the sword suddenly moved, and he chopped directly to his right arm, cutting off the arm completely carrying gatling.

　　 啷！

　　gatling dropped to the ground with his arm, and blood shed all over the place.

　　 "Military Governor!" An Sheng was shocked and angry.

　　 "Will I have my left arm, I can still give it to you." An Tianzuo stopped Ansheng from coming and said indifferently.

　　 Xiao’s eyes narrowed slightly, slowly moving the direction of the arrow in his hand away from the body of Ouyang Lan, slowly aiming at the An Tianzuo, coldly said: "An Tianzuo, Warlord An, Luoyang God of War, you have the qualification for arrogance, but you choose The wrong time and place are wrong, and the wrong person is chosen."

　　 "Many people who have said this to me are basically dead." An Tianzuo said lightly.