Urban Evil King

Chapter 763 Epiphany

An Chengxuan shook his head: "Young man, there are many things in life that are not within your choice. Just like today, if you don't kill me, I will kill you."

"Why?" Although Wang Zheng understood in his heart that this question was purely superfluous, he still said it.

"Because many things have causes and consequences, and since I stand here, there is such a reason." An Chengxuan's words sound more like a Buddhist.

"Then let's get started." Wang Zheng clenched his fist and narrowed his eyes slightly.

There must be a battle between him and An Chengxuan, and a reason to fight must be found. Only one of them can survive. Such a result is indeed cruel.

If you consider too much when fighting, it will seriously affect your personal state. Wang Zheng is very clear about this.

The body instantly increased to the extreme speed, and Wang Zheng collided with An Chengxuan's body like a gust of wind.

An Chengxuan's action is exactly the opposite of Wang Zheng. One is fast to the extreme, and the other is slow to the extreme. Although it is extremely contradictory, there is no sense of discord. And although An Chengxuan's movements look very slow, he has an unparalleled magic that can always easily block Wang Zheng's attack!

One person is a phantom and one person is Mount Tai.

Wang Zheng became more and more frightened. His speed has reached the extreme now, which is a little faster than when he fought against Bisle on the Wilson Peninsula, but he can't break An Chengxuan's defense at all. The latter's action looks weak and careless, but there is no flaw at all!

However, Wang Zheng was shocked at this time, but what surprised him more than Wang Zheng was An Chengxuan. He slapped Wang Zheng's attack and laughed loudly: "It's really like what the Chinese language says, the back waves of the Yangtze River push forward. Your speed is already the fastest person I have ever seen in my life and can stop your attack. I also have a lot of energy."

"In the top hands I have ever seen, you can also rank in the top five." Because he didn't feel murderous from An Chengxuan, Wang Zheng still used a respectful word to such an old man.

If I were another arrogant person, I would be furious when I heard Wang Zheng's words. I am a long-known master, why can I only rank in the top five?

But An Chengxuan didn't think so. He smiled and said, "There are too many capable people in the world. I can't afford such a high name, but your speed is rare in my life."

"Your speed also makes me feel strange. Obviously, it is very slow, but in fact it is very fast, which completely gives people the illusion of deception." No wonder these people can become martial arts masters. None of them is vegetarian, and Wang Zheng is not careless at all.

"Always fast, you will miss a lot of scenery." An Chengxuan said with deep meaning, "If you can slow down one day, you will find that the world will suddenly be much more wonderful."

A bright light suddenly flashed in front of Wang Zheng's eyes!

"Thank you for your advice. I think I understand something." What else can Wang Zheng say to such a senior and an old man who is willing to guide him at such a critical moment of life and death?

"That's good, and the future is terrible." Looking at Wang Zheng, a trace of appreciation flashed in An Chengxuan's eyes.

"I hope I can kill you today." Wang Zheng smiled, and then his body suddenly moved!

Although Wang Zheng's figure is very fast, if the master is here, he can find that his movements are a little different than before. It's unclear and mysterious!

"Slow down, slow down, slow down..." While making moves, Wang Zheng constantly warned himself that his mind had entered a very empty state unprecedentedly, so mysterious and complicated that he could not explain it himself.

There is no killing move, which is completely different from the action full of murder, which is completely different.

Finally, a few minutes later, Wang Zheng broke through An Chengxuan's defense, accurately found the gap, and punched him in the chest!

Similarly, Wang Zheng's left shoulder was also slapped by An Chengxuan!

The two retreated at the same time, but as soon as Wang Zheng retreated two steps, he immediately stopped retreating, and his body did not retreat, killing An Chengxuan again!

This time, his figure is more erratic, adding a trace of ghost to the speed, which is violent and effective!

It only took a minute this time, and Wang Zheng hit An Chengxuan again, who also stamped Wang Zheng's stomach and gave him a mouthful of blood!

Two minutes later, Wang Zheng punched An Chengxuan again, but the latter did not hit him!

This is Wang Zheng's progress. He always seizes every opportunity to improve himself!

"Your understanding is very high, and I lost." Defeated by young descendants, the smile on An Chengxuan's face was not unnatural. On the contrary, his expression was extremely calm.

"Thank you for your guidance." Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes and said.

"Don't thank me. The road ahead is still dangerous. Take care of yourself."

After saying that, An Chengxuan turned around and left and walked down the stairs step by step.

An Chengxuan walked, and suddenly a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. Then the blood became more and more, dyeing the collar of his chest red!

Wang Zheng shook his head and did not look again in the direction of An Chengxuan's departure. No matter how powerful some people are, they can only become pawns, and some people are destined to be annihilated in the dust of history. Maybe Wang Zheng will fall into such a situation one day, but not now.

This is my era.

Wang Zheng clenched his fist and walked up the steps with a cold expression. Step by step, his footsteps were very steady and his eyes were firm.

The 18th floor symbolizes hell. I'm afraid it is difficult for ordinary people to escape a dead word in the face of An Chengxuan. The skills of such a master figure are unfathomable, but death and life are often just a thought. If Wang Zheng does not succeed in this moment of life and death, then he is the one who died here.

20, 21 and three floors. Of course, there may be a bigger boss on the 22nd floor.

Up to now, Wang has even begun to look forward to what kind of characters these three layers will encounter.

This flamingo hotel is like a hodgepodge, gathering figures from all forces in the world. I really don't know who can stir up the world like this.

If there are too many debts, Wang Zheng is now pulled by hatred very thoroughly. It is estimated that the Atlantic Alliance, the Ashmire terrorist organization and the people of South Korea have hated themselves. So far, those hatreds are simply indifferent, no matter what powerful people are ahead. Only by bravely going up and living is the greatest victory.