However, everyone guessed wrong, Shura saw Shi Rencheng attacking, he didn't even look at it, let alone dodge, he was stunned and motionless, and he was punched by him more than ten times.

Shi Rencheng struck a blow, and a chic and neat harrier turned over, its body spun in a circle in the air, and its feet landed firmly on the ground.

He didn't expect that he would succeed so lightly, and he thought that Shura's kung fu was so bad that he didn't even have time to dodge.

Therefore, he looked at Shura coldly and smiled: "How do you feel? In less than a minute, you will die of a burst of meridians!"

"Really, why do I think, your fist is so weak, it seems to tickle? Let you see, what is the real true qi!" Shura smiled slightly, and suddenly moved.

The body was like a ghost, suddenly shot out, and the next moment, he returned to his original position, but there was already an extra heart in his hand that couldn't stop beating and blood was dripping.

Shi Rencheng looked at him in disbelief, lowered his head, and let out a painful roar, and there was already a bloody hole in his chest.

Emperor Song was also taken aback, and secretly frightened in his heart, this young Taoist's cultivation was too powerful. Not to mention higher than himself, but, at least with himself in the middle of the match.

You must know that Shi Rencheng is a Xuan-level intermediate cultivator, and he didn't even have time to react, and his heart was grabbed by him.

Everyone else was stunned, their faces turned pale with fright, and they were completely stunned!

The eagle is the trump card of the Chinese military, invincible and invincible, where has it suffered such a blow?

Everyone didn't even see how the other party made a move, and they had already folded two masters.

Song Ditai knew that these two people were not trivial, but he was also a master of a hundred battles, and he had never encountered any dangerous situation? At this time, he still maintained his composure and shouted coldly: "Shoot!"

The short order was issued, and more than a dozen Eagles reacted immediately, the bullet was loaded, and the trigger was quickly pulled, and the tongue of fire erupted from the barrel, and the brass shell fell to the ground like rain.

Suddenly, there was a burst of gunfire, and bullets rained down on Shura and the dry Taoist.

However, a strange scene happened.

Shura didn't dodge at all, and let the bullets hit him, but not a single blood was shed. And the dry Taoist smiled even more sympathetically, and gently waved his metal hands, pinching out a mysterious finger, a mysterious true qi gushed out, dense bullets, completely contrary to the laws of physics suspended in the air.

"This ......" Song Ditai's cold sweat broke out, standing there like a clay sculpture and wood carving, Rao is he has seen many masters, but the skills of these two people are too unbelievable.

"Thank you, breaking the seal, letting us go in and out freely, and our skills are greatly improved!" The dry Taoist looked at him sneeringly, and the next moment his hands moved, and all the bullets turned around and flew over, "So, I use bullets to thank you!"

Puff puff!

The bullets all shot into the foreheads of those flying eagle members, and more than a dozen blood dances spread together, their brains burst, and everyone fell to the ground on their backs, their bodies bounced a few times, and they died completely.

Only Song Ditai and a few other masters reacted quickly, rolled on the ground to dodge, and survived.

However, Song Ditai did not have a sense of happiness for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, these two people were too powerful, and the eagle might be wiped out today.

He immediately fled, and at the same time commanded into the miniature microphone, and said: "Helicopter and bomber team, kill those two people!"

The helicopter and bomber are all equipped with the most fierce heavy weapons, artillery fire, presumably no matter how strong these two people are, they can't resist it!

However, he completely underestimated these two people, and first the gold cultivator quickly caught up with him in a few leaps and grabbed him by the collar.

After all, Emperor Song is the peak master of the late Xuan Rank, listening to the wind and distinguishing the position, he will not slash his head behind him!

In a hurry, this knife used up all his cultivation.

Fast as lightning, powerful as thunder, powerful, and full of majestic true qi!

As soon as Emperor Song slashed out, he clearly felt a sense of obstruction, and thought that he had slashed the dry Taoist, and he was overjoyed, and when he looked back, he saw a terrible scene.

I saw that the withered old man grasped his blade gently and skillfully with only one hand.

"Let go!" he was startled, trying to retrieve the sword, but found that his broadsword seemed to be stuck in a boulder, and he tried to grab it with all his might, but the knife still did not move.

"Broken copper and iron, and take it out to show off, isn't it ashamed?" The dry Taoist smiled coldly, arrogant, and then pinched his fingers lightly.

Just listening to the click, a few explosions, Song Ditai's treasure knife actually cracked inch by inch, and instantly shattered into countless pieces!

Emperor Song was so frightened that he was about to go crazy at the moment! Looking at that dry Taoist, he almost had the feeling of seeing a ghost in broad daylight!

This back treasure knife is a divine weapon, which is said to have been made by Ou Yezi, a sword-casting master, and is a family heirloom treasure of the Song family.

After he was promoted to captain of the eagle, Song Yuanshan, the head of the Song family, personally gave it to him.

It can be described as blowing hair and breaking hair, as solid as a rock, and full of his own abundant true qi, but in the hands of this person, it is like a sesame pancake, it is as fragile as a blow, and it becomes shattered with a light pinch!

The dry Taoist casually clicked a few times, and the body of Emperor Song's platform was sore, like an eagle catching a chicken, he threw his collar to the ground, stepped on his chest, and stared at the planes in the air arrogantly.

The helicopters and bombers hovering in the air swooped down and were about to drop bombs, but when they saw the scene of the dry Daoist subduing Emperor Song, they immediately gave up the attack, pulled up the nose of the plane, and flew high into the air.

"Yo, isn't this an airplane? It's fun, it's fun!" The young Taoist named Shura sneered, his face was disdainful, and suddenly a yin charm struck out.

This is a talisman the size of a mat, all made of human skin, on which human blood depicts a hideous and ferocious pattern, exuding a cold and vicious atmosphere.

As soon as the talisman was played, it immediately suspended in the air, and Shura's body jumped up, laughing strangely and urging the yin talisman, chasing after the plane.

The Yin Fu was extremely fast, like lightning, and quickly caught up with the planes, floating past the fuel tank of the fuselage of a helicopter, Shura laughed strangely, danced the skull staff in his hand, and slashed a few times.

The fuel tank burst when it landed, and the driver saw the fuel tank index on the dashboard drop rapidly, and his face turned pale with fright, and he couldn't help shaking, and he did the operation of descent as quickly as possible.

However, it was too late.

The helicopter spun a few times, fell to the ground, and exploded with a bang, the flames soared into the sky, and the shock wave formed by the scorching air wave made Song Ditai unable to open his eyes.

Shura repeated his old tricks, either destroying the fuel tank, or directly smashing the cockpit with a staff, or sweeping the tail, and in the blink of an eye, he shot down several planes, and only two planes could dodge the past, and he landed beside Song Ditai with a smile.

At this moment, the ancient city of Niya was completed into a Shura field.

Blood flowed and stained inch by inch of charred ground, littered with corpses and the wreckage of airplanes.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, mixed with an unpleasant smell of burning.

The cries of soldiers, their cries for help, their cries and the roar of tank and armoured vehicle engines all boiled over and over again.

"Gengjin Daoist, this place has already attracted the attention of the military, it is not appropriate to stay for a long time, let's go!" Shura said to the dry Daoist.

Gengjin Daoren glanced at the armored vehicles and tanks that drove in from outside the city, his face showed a sinister and resentful look, gritted his teeth, and said: "Except for the Lin family in the past, who dares to confront our brothers? I can't imagine that after decades, there will still be people who will come to die!"

"Yes, this birdman broke the seal and set us free, but it also destroyed our dojo!" Shura was also angry and kicked Song Ditai in the stomach.

Although Emperor Song was a master in the late stage of the Xuan Rank, he had no power to fight back in the face of these two people, he was kicked and screamed, bent over and bowed into a shrimp shape, and the sea of qi almost didn't kick this Yin Fu Dao person, and instantly shed tears of humiliation.

"Shura, don't kick him to death!" Gengjin Daoist stopped Shura and said, "We still have to take him as a hostage, so that these soldiers will be afraid!

"That's the only way!" Shura was quite unwilling, but he could only avoid the limelight for the time being, and carried Emperor Song Tai to the outside of the city.

Those tanks and armored vehicles, for fear of injuring Emperor Song, did not dare to attack, so they could only follow slowly.

Shura and Gengjin Dao people were secretly angry, although they escaped again, but from time to time they counterattacked, killed a few soldiers to vent their anger, destroyed a few tanks and armored vehicles, extremely domineering, extremely arrogant, and couldn't stop laughing.

Seeing that the two Shura were about to rush out of the ancient city, suddenly, Ye Yingluo Lin Jinge and several warriors of the Daur tribe stopped them.

Ye Yingluo thought that the monster that ate Ye Fan was raised by these two people, and hated them so much, she immediately sneered: "You two hurt my brother Ye Fan, commit suicide and apologize!"

"Little girl, what a big breath! I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue!" Yin Fu Daoist smiled coldly, not taking her seriously at all, "Ye Fan, that waste is damn at all! It's a big deal for me! It turns out that you are his sister, I will kill you today to take revenge!"

As he spoke, he immediately made a move, urging the Yin Evil Yin Fu True Qi, and with a skeletal staff in his hand, a large black skull burst out of the air, instantly transforming into an entity, letting out a vicious roar, and biting Ye Yingluo's face.

Song Ditai shook his head secretly, this dead girl is simply immeasurable, and she has the same virtue as her brother!