Against the torrent of armor-piercing shells, Tu Peng walked to the front of the Guards Vulcan Cannon unharmed, and the barrel of the high-speed rotation was within reach.

At this time, the Vulcan cannon had ceased firing, not because the attack was ineffective, but because the whole machine had to be stopped because the continuous fire had been too long, otherwise the sturdy barrel would melt immediately.

"Carving insect skills!" Tu Peng sneered disdainfully, and stretched out his hand to tear the Vulcan cannon off the gun base. Dozens of tons of weapons of war were picked up by him like this and smashed directly on the gate of the fortress behind.

With a loud bang, the Vulcan cannon smashed into a sky of shards of parts on the sturdy gate.

The lord of the castle is mighty!

The city lord is domineering!

The cultivators watching the battle in the rear shouted and the tsunami patted their ass. Although the gate of the fortress is intact, the domineering action of the city lord who is tough and rigid with the opponent's big killing weapon is like entering the realm of no one is exciting.

Who wouldn't want their Lord to be such a brave man?

The biggest threat has been eradicated, and the practitioners have no worries. They pressed again, and all that stood in front of them was the gate of the fortress, which was nearly ten feet thick and weighed several thousand tons.

If it had been placed in the past, such a gate would have been enough to cause a headache, but in front of cultivators with many abilities, pure defense was completely inadequate.

"You guys, who will come first?"

Tu Peng put on his brocade robe and asked lightly. There is no need for him to do such a trivial matter, and there is no need to compete with his subordinates for credit.

"I'm coming!"

A big man immediately squeezed out of the crowd, and he first saluted the city lord, and then winked at several of his companions, looking confident. Someone stood slightly back, didn't grab him, and let out a sigh of disappointment.

The big man propped his hands on the alloy gate, and in less than a few breaths, his arms above the elbows turned a hot red. Even from a distance of tens of meters, those who got closer could detect a scorching wave of air.

"Chi Yan Palm, good kung fu!"

Someone recognized the big man's hand and cheered loudly.

No matter how hard the alloy gate is, it is still metal after all. When it reaches the melting point, it will melt as well. The position touched by the big man's palms was already red.

The big man roared angrily and raised the true yuan to the maximum. Suddenly, his red flame palm turned from red to white, and the light was even a little dazzling, making it seem that the temperature on it was already terrifyingly high.

Sure enough, the alloy of the gate could no longer withstand it. The position that was held by Chi Yan's palm, shook slightly, and turned into soft molten iron and flowed down. In just a moment, the big man's palms had already penetrated deep into the gate of the fortress.

This hand played beautifully, and the onlookers turned their heads to each other, and some stretched out their thumbs to express their admiration. The temperature of this red flame palm has reached at least 3,000 degrees, and if you are hit by this palm in battle, I am afraid that it will definitely not be comfortable.

But Tu Peng and several henchmen around him looked at each other, and they all shook their heads imperceptibly.

Of course, they are not the only ones who are clear-eyed. Among the crowds that applauded later, there was also such an outstanding one.

"Hmph!

A coquettish sound came, breaking the atmosphere of harmony and applause. The person next to him hurriedly gave up his position. Standing in the middle of the room was a young girl. She is tall and good-looking. It's just that because of the fierce eyes, it seems that this is not an easy person.

When the big man's friend saw someone cheering, he pointed and scolded: "Little girl, what is a brainless and reckless man." You make it clear today, otherwise don't think I don't hit women. ”

The corners of the girl's mouth were raised, and she mocked: "I'll just ask you a word, if you can answer it, you don't have to do it, I'll slap my own big mouth." ”

"I ask you, when will this door be opened at this rate of molten iron? If you can't answer, I'll go back to bed first, and I'll have breakfast tomorrow morning. ”

"This ......," the big man's friend hesitated.

In fact, what this girl pointed out was the reason why Tu Peng and the others shook their heads just now. The big man's red flame palm is not majestic, but in fact, it has only burned into the gate for a long time. This is a gate nearly ten feet thick, even if his true yuan continues, how long will it take to burn through the entire door?

At this time, everyone reacted one after another, as if it was such a reason. In this wilderness, does it really make everyone stand and wait for a night?

Dahan's friend knew that he was wrong, but he still argued stubbornly: "You can do it, don't force it." ”

The girl saw that the big man's red flame palm did not mean to stop at all, so she launched a poisonous tongue and continued to taunt: "I don't work with the reckless man. ”

"You!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Tu Peng, who had been watching, laughed, he liked the competitive mentality of his subordinates very much. The strong are respected, and the capable are superior, this is an excellent system.

When the two saw that the city master was talking, they put aside their quarrel and bowed their heads to listen. Tu Peng wants to be respected, after all, he is the strongest person in Songhe.

"Don't make any noise, what's your name?" Tu Peng asked the girl.

"I'm Wu Bingyu!"

"Bing Qing Yujie? Tu Peng smiled, "I'll let that reckless man stop, you go up and try it." ”

When the big man who was still burning the door heard this, he stopped his red flame palm in frustration. The lord of the city buttoned him up as a reckless man, and he couldn't wash it clean in his life. It's so sad.

Wu Bingyujiao jumped up with a smile and took out a stack of bright yellow rune paper from her sleeve, on which various talismans were painted with red cinnabar. I saw her little hand wave slightly, and more than a dozen rune papers flew to the top of the alloy gate. It seems that the fluttering wind will fall as soon as it blows, but in fact, these runes are quite strong, and the two of them may not be able to tear them off.

Wu Bingyu turned out to be an extremely rare talisman master!

Since the revival of Reiki, many practitioners have already known the importance of the Eight Dharmas through Hongmeng. It is also known that the form of art can not only be formed in the Purple Mansion, but can also be fictionalized in various media.

Everyone knows the importance of talismans, because this technique can break through the limitations of the Purple Mansion and use the supernatural powers of other exercises. But the talismans are difficult, and the talismans provided by the New World Association are extremely limited, and many people can't learn why.

I didn't expect Songhe to have his own talisman master.

Wu Bingyu was very satisfied with everyone's surprise, although Songhe City was good, the competition was too fierce. She is not good at frontal combat, and she has never had a chance to come out, and today is really a godsend.

I saw that her brows were deeply locked, and the divine thoughts in the spiritual platform resonated with the more than a dozen talismans on the gate. At a certain moment, the divine thoughts attached to it were simultaneously activated.

"Turn gold into mud!"

At the same time, a dazzling golden light flashed on the talisman, and the bright yellow rune paper turned to ashes in the golden light. On the surface of the entire alloy gate, an extremely complex form flashed like a phantom.

When the light faded, the onlookers looked at it, and the gate of alloy turned into a gate of earth!

It's unbelievable, and everyone looks at each other. Wu Bingyu didn't bother to explain, and directly punched the mud door.

The strength of the soil was far from that of the alloy, and Wu Bingyu casually punched a large pit with a diameter of more than two meters on it.

"This girl doesn't do rough work!" she raised her chin proudly, "which of you is on!"

Tu Peng burst out laughing again, and Wu Bingyu's freewheeling and proud personality made him admire it.

"Women don't let you shave your eyebrows!" a confidant said.

"Nope. Tu Peng waved his hand in denial, and said in a loud voice to all the cultivators, "This means that women can hold up half the sky." Our women in Songhe are also very top-notch!"

Long live the castle lord!

This time, it was all female cultivators, and most of the men shook their heads in embarrassment. In the end, they pushed Comrade Mangfu over, and he took up the task of dredging.

The dirt gate was like paper paste in front of the cultivators, but it was inevitably dusty when it penetrated more than ten feet all the way, and when the reckless man came out, he was already dusty. It's like a pariah miner has just come out of a mine.

This time everyone was amused, including the reckless man himself. He wiped his face and followed the team into the fortress.

The rest of the journey was unhindered.

Although several isolation doors were lowered in the long passage behind the gate, compared to the main gate of the fortress, these thin isolation doors were like papier-mâché, and practitioners could wear them as soon as they poked them.

Wei Kaicheng thought of a lot of ways, on this wide passage, he arranged several automatic machine gun positions, buried some anti-infantry mines, and even poured a large amount of nerve poison gas down through the exhaust pipe in a section of the passage.

These are the stocks in the arsenal, and even the most elite troops will struggle in the face of these endless obstacles.

However, these weapons were not made to deal with cultivators at all, and even this fortress was designed with such a question in mind at all:

If a thousand supermen attack at the same time, how to defend it.

Isn't a high-level cultivator a superman when he is an ordinary person?

These weapons, which are very effective against ordinary people, are at best harassment when they fall on cultivators. Everyone hugged Tu Peng in the middle, and whenever there was a situation, the right person with his own exercises stepped forward to deal with it.

The last bit of trouble appeared at the end of the passage, and the desperate Wei Kaicheng detonated the explosive medicine, blowing up the passage more than 100 meters long. It's a pity that these are just gravel, and it doesn't bother the cultivators, but it only delays a little time.

More than 30 Tsing Yi experts stood at the collapse site, and a round of sword qi went down, and they advanced a few meters forward. Clear a short passage, but it's just a matter of a dozen rounds of sword qi.

Tu Peng stood still for the time being, and his happy mood could even be clearly felt by others. A henchman named Jia Hao smiled and said, "The city lord is in a good mood, I haven't seen you so happy for a long time." ”

Tu Peng nodded, Jia Hao was a partner with him in the world, and they trusted each other very much.

"I'm glad not because I killed a bunch of rats, but because I saw that Matsukawa Castle was full of talented people, each of whom was handsome.

Back then, you and I, Rui Qing, climbed high and looked at Songhe City, and I said to you at the time that I would build a holy place for cultivators. Seeing so many strong people gathered today, I realized that we have come so far on this road. ”

When Jia Hao heard these heartfelt words, he also sighed: "After you go back, call Rui Qing, let's have a drink." ”

"That's very good. ”

As the two of them were talking, a round of sword qi in front of them rushed through the last few meters of the collapse.

The fortress hall is in front of you!