Nian Chen walked out of the door quickly.

The spiritual power shrouded the surroundings, and he clearly detected Qiu Ming, who was hurrying behind him, and he looked resolute!

The corners of Nianchen's mouth couldn't help but smile.

This Qiu Ming is also an iron-clad bloody man!

Knowing that this time he faced the enemy "will definitely die", he still chose to fight side by side with him.

"Nian Daoyou, where is the enemy?"

"I'm curious how you found out about them?"

Qiu Ming hurried over and walked side by side with Nianchen, not forgetting to ask the doubts in his mouth.

Nian Chen smiled: "These guys came down from the Royal Dragon Mountain Range, and they are still 1,300 meters away from us!"

"You haven't told me yet, how did you find the enemy?"

Qiu Ming continued to ask.

Nian Chen looked at Qiu Ming and smiled:

"If I tell you that when my spiritual power is fully released, I can cover a radius of 1,500 meters, Qiu Daoyou shouldn't believe it, right?"

Qiu Ming shook his head firmly:

"No way, it's simply impossible!"

"I once asked Zheng Tiandiao's predecessors, with his cultivation in the later stage of foundation building, his spiritual power can only be released for about three or four hundred meters at most!"

"You're just a fourth-layer Qi refining cultivator like me, how can you have this kind of anti-heaven spiritual power!"

Nian Chen touched his nose and did not continue to argue:

"Qiu Daoyou, those guys haven't found us two yet, we have to find a place to ambush!"

"When these guys get closer, you're responsible for killing the gunners who come near you with your flying sword!"

"As for the ten monks, you don't have to pay attention to it, just leave it to me!"

Qiu Ming smiled bitterly:

"It doesn't matter!"

"At this point, what we have to do is to kill as many enemies as possible before we die, and strive to delay the time until the rescuers arrive and save the group of border guards!"

Nian Chen couldn't help but ridicule: "So pessimistic? It seems that Qiu Daoyou doesn't have the slightest confidence in me!"

Qiu Ming nodded: "If it is really as you said, there are ten wizards, do you still need to ask about the result?"

Nian Chen did not explain, but solemnly reminded:

"Remember, we must not give more than 30 gunmen a chance to fire at the same time, otherwise we will be beaten into a hornet's nest!"

Qiu Ming nodded:

"I know, don't say that we are just monks in the Qi training period, even if the Zhuji Monk fires at the same time in the face of more than thirty guns, he will only be beaten into meat sauce!"

Nian Chen nodded and stopped talking.

In fact, under the shroud of spiritual power, Nian Chen could now drive more than a hundred flying swords and directly strangle all the gunmen in the dense forest more than a thousand meters away.

Even most wizards are not spared!

At most, there are only the eighth-level Qi cultivation and the two seventh-level wizards left......

But Nian Chen didn't intend to do that.

Although Qiu Ming has just shown the attitude of life and death.

But Nian Chen is ready to test further before he can completely believe in this Yanhuang member.

After experiencing the incident of Qian Bohao......

Nian Chen deeply realized that the most dangerous thing was the so-called own people, who had ghosts in their hearts.

And during his time in the Dragon Mountain Range, he will never cooperate with Qiu Ming.

You have to make sure that the other party can be trusted......

And the best temptation is naturally the attitude that Qiu Ming showed in the face of the life and death crisis.

Anyway, everything is under his control, and he will not let Qiu Ming really encounter a life and death crisis!

The two of them quietly left the main road and dived into the depths of the dense forest on the right.

After moving forward for 500 meters, Nian Chen reminded softly: "The enemy is coming, let's ambush here!"

Qiu Ming nodded slightly, and then took out a flying sword from his waist, and the mana in his body also began to work.

"Hey, you're a fellow Daoist...... Where's your flying sword?"

Qiu Ming looked at Nian Chen with some surprise.

"Don't worry, my flying sword will be sacrificed when needed!"

Nian Chen replied vaguely.

Although Qiu Ming had a trace of worry on his face, he did not continue to ask.

Because at this time, there was already a faint movement in the dense forest in the distance.

The two figures lurked behind a large tree, breathing and concentrating, without the slightest movement or breath.

Of course, this kind of lurking can only be hidden from ordinary people.

If a monk or a wizard uses his mental power to investigate, there is nothing to hide.

It's just that Nian Chen and Qiu Ming both know that even if they practice Qi as an eighth-layer cultivator, their spiritual power can only be released two or three meters away from their bodies.

Unless you come within three meters, it is possible to find the two people lurking.

The mana in Qiu Ming's body quietly operated to the extreme, injecting the flying sword in his hand.

With his current mana realm and spiritual power, the effective killing range of the flying sword was within ten meters.

When the enemy is five meters away, it is best to launch a surprise attack.

It's just that Qiu Ming at this time still has a little more bitterness in his heart.

One person and one sword, even if he suddenly launches a sneak attack, he can kill a dozen gunners at most.

At that point, the group of enemies will wake up and launch a counterattack.

Not to mention the ten wizards who also have mana and various means.

Just the two dozen gunmen who were not killed, once they fired a volley......

Don't talk about ***'s terrifying penetration!

The power of the automatic rifle alone is not something that the body shield of the fourth-layer Qi cultivator can resist!

At that time, there was no possibility for himself and Nian Chen to live......

In Qiu Ming's heart, he could only forcibly force himself to think of an impossible possibility-the years around him suddenly became powerful and killed all the wizard gunmen!

This is the only hope that he and Nian Chen can live.

But......

This kind of hope can no longer be described as slim, but a kind of whimsy!

In the current end-of-law world, I haven't heard of a fourth-layer Qi cultivation cultivator who can compete with the eighth-layer realm of Qi training......

Ironclad facts show.

The only thing you can do is to try to kill a few more enemies before you are killed!

This kind of thought made Qiu Ming's eyes begin to be filled with a strong murderous intent.

The flying sword in his hand was even more slightly tinged with metallic luster and a subtle trembling sound.

Qi cultivation period monks, although the spiritual root attribute is divided into gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, but almost all the flying swords in the hands of monks are made of refined iron, and they are also metallic.

In this world where having a flying sword is a blessing.

Qi cultivation period cultivators are not qualified to choose flying swords that match their own exercises and mana attributes......

Qiu Ming is no exception.

Originally, he was a middle-grade wood spirit root qualification, but in his hand was a low-grade metallic flying sword.

This flying sword has been with Qiu Ming for many years!

Because the spiritual power can only be released less than a meter.

Qiu Ming could only use his mana to increase the sensitivity of his ears, judging the distance of the enemy from the rustling sound of the trees.

Ten meters.

Nine meters.

Eight meters ......

Because it's too focused on listening.

Qiu Ming didn't notice that he was not with the dozen or so butterflies flying above Nianchen's head, and the brilliant colors were incompatible with this coniferous forest.

When the enemy came five meters away, the sound of trampling on rotten leaves and breaking through the branches of vines in the way was clearly audible!

There was a hint of excitement on Qiu Ming's face.

But more than that, it's nervous.

I was so nervous that fine beads of sweat rose on my forehead.

This feeling of wandering on the edge of life and death can indeed make people rush adrenaline in large quantities, even for monks!

Of course, nervousness and excitement are just subconscious reactions of the body.

And what dominates Qiu Ming's whole person is a strong killing force!

This murderous intent is completely reflected in his eyes that seem to be bursting with fire at any time......

Kill!

Qiu Ming roared angrily, and then jumped out of the back of the big tree!

The flying sword in his hand roared violently, and shot towards the series of figures that appeared in front of him......