Suddenly attacked, Qianzhou's sword momentum was stunned, and a piece of bloody flesh was torn off by No. 5 on his left arm.

No. 5 took advantage of the momentum to pursue, and the shadows on the ground grew like spring shoots that broke the ground, burrowing out of the ground and turning into sharp blades.

Just as the shadow was about to emerge, eight sharp scalpels flew in from a distance and pinned the shadow to the ground. The shadow began to struggle violently as if it were alive, writhing irregularly.

Jiang Xuance's rib blade kept shaking and making a "buzzing" sound, but it was still firmly nailed to the ground.

Qianzhou hurriedly took this opportunity to retreat.

"No. 5 will hand over to you first, and I'll get that mouse out. Qianzhou said to Jiang Xuance, who came to support.

Jiang Xuance had a bitter face, but he still reluctantly agreed: "You have to hurry, I can't stop it for long." ”

"Then let Six help you. ”

With the help of essentia, he barely stopped the bleeding in his left hand, and Qianzhou closed his eyes.

Since it is a suggestion, it is natural that the medium is needed. It is what you see, or what you hear, or what you feel.

In this case, then all these five senses will be abandoned, and naturally they will not be affected again.

Thinking like this, a large amount of essentia poured out of the Thousand Boats, like a silver wave of water, stretching in the direction of the bullet - overflowing the ground, climbing the walls, and sweeping everywhere around. For a moment, the surrounding streets seemed to be covered with a layer of silver frost.

It's not so much a profound skill, but rather a wanton squandering of essentia. But as long as you bear the consumption of the origin quality, it is a good way.

"That's an exaggeration. Jiang Xuance, who witnessed all this, couldn't help but smack his tongue.

Although he had long expected the sheer amount of Qianzhou's essentia, Jiang Xuance was still surprised that it could easily cover half a block.

"Found it. Qianzhou's eyes suddenly opened, and there was a rare hint of anger in them.

Holding the fragment in his hand, the thousand boats ran quickly through the streets, kicked against the walls of the houses, and leaped onto the roof ridge with a light turn.

"Bang!" Qianzhou had just jumped onto the roof, and was greeted by a crimson projectile.

Qianzhou tilted his head slightly, and the bullet flew past his ears with a sharp sound, carrying the burnt smell and blazing temperature of the burning steel.

Stepping on the tiles, Qianzhou continued to fly forward.

"Bang!" the fire burst out, and another bullet whistled in.

Qianzhou lifted the fragment, and a sword slashed down like thunder. As the bullet was picked, it also smashed a large area of green tiles, and the rubble clanged to the ground.

"Bang bang!" the blonde man No. 3 continued to fire continuously, but the two bullets in quick succession were blocked by the fragments of the thousand boats, and they fell to the ground and exploded into deep pits.

After these two shots, the gunfire stopped.

Is there no bullet? Qianzhou thought in his heart, but his footsteps did not stop.

Soon, Qianzhou rushed to the front of No. 3. With the momentum of running, Qianzhou's leaning body suddenly bounced up, like a lion and tiger pounced, rolled up a piece of silver light and slashed towards the head of No. 3 with a sword.

Although the posture is far from the No. 1 Inst scimitar technique, the divine method or artistic conception in it is similar. This is not a simple imitation, and its depths are undoubtedly branded with Qianzhou's distinct personal artistic conception. It's like Qianzhou's own sword momentum realized from Tony's seeming to show off and pointing out the three swords.

If No. 1 or Tony saw Qianzhou's moves, they would probably give an evaluation of "the form is not the same, the gods are similar, and the way is contradictory".

In the face of this menacing sword, No. 3 hurriedly retreated, but he was still cut in his chest. As if he didn't feel pain, the man's right hand was raised steadily, and the fire crow in his hand burst into red flames again—the previous bullet was just an illusion deliberately disguised by Number Three, in order to kill the last bullet!

"I've been guarding against you for a long time!" Qianzhou sneered.

Although he had only dealt with No. 3 a few times, Qianshu had a deep understanding of his insidious cunning, so he was prepared from the beginning.

Qianzhou stretched out his left hand, and saw that it was covered with delicate and magnificent silver scaly patterns, as if a layer of fine dragon scales had been born.

Within a few moments, Qianzhou made a claw with his left hand and crushed the fire crow in the ready state. In an instant, this dangerous weapon turned into countless parts and scattered in this biting night.

Then Qianzhou took advantage of the situation and punched No. 3 in the jaw.

The blond man endured the pain and thrust a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed Chishu's chest.

"Is that all there is to it? Without intrigue, your strength is no more. Qianzhou grabbed Three's hand holding the dagger, and then struck Three's head with the hilt of the fragment - because he was a transcendent, Qianzhou didn't worry about killing him directly.

However, this blow caused No. 3 to lose his ability to resist and fall into a coma.

After making sure that No. 3 really fainted, Qianzhou saw all the weapons on No. 3 unloaded, so he rushed back with No. 3.

Soon, Qianzhou saw Jiang Xuance, who was fighting with No. 5.

Judging from Jiang Xuance's unfamiliar skills, what Jiang Qinghan said is true, his brother is indeed not good at frontal combat. Even with the number six from the side, the two are still in danger.

"But it's an opportunity. "Thousands of boats buckle the fragments and constantly penetrate the essena into it. Dots of silver shone shook off the fragment like dancing fireflies. Then the scorching fire ignited, and the thousand boats seemed to hold a round of the sun in their hands.

"Get out of the way. Qianzhou shouted at Jiang Xuance and Number Six, and then - throw the sword!

Like a comet's glance, the fragment dragged a long tail flame in the air, illuminating the empty streets as if it were day, and then pierced through Five's chest and pinned him to the ground.

Silver flames rose from Five's wounds, evaporating large swaths of shadow. A beastly roar erupted from Five's throat, and his exposed skin was bruised, but he still couldn't break free from the splinter.

"The third will be handed over to you first, there seems to be an accident on Qinghan's side. Ignoring the fragment on No. 5's chest, Qianzhou threw No. 3 in his hand to Jiang Xuance, and turned around like a battlefield on the other side. The sudden fluctuation of the anomalous essentia just now made him a little worried.