I'm sorry, I went to sweep the grave on Saturday, but I encountered heavy rain halfway through and was drenched in soup. Then I went home and caught a cold, and it took me a day of sleep yesterday to recover. So I didn't update it for two days in a row, I'm really sorry. Today's effort to compensate for more :)

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It's like chopping melons and vegetables! All eight trapped cars, just one face, was killed by Cheng Li, and four of them were killed. There would be such a situation, and the leader of the 'trapped camp' of the Perak Hall was broken, even if he never dreamed of it. The tone that was originally calm and relaxed and had the victory in hand suddenly became angry. He roared, "Kill! Kill me at once!"

"Boom Boom~~"

Eight cannon shots broke out at the same time, and the remaining four trapped vehicles coincidentally aimed the "mountain-breaking barrel" artillery carried on the vehicles at Cheng Li and fired wildly.

Gunsmoke and firelight filled all directions. Eight shells fell to the ground like meteors, blasting through the air. Xiaoqing and Qiu Yeyu shouted in surprise at the same time: "Get out of the way!"

Even in Cheng Li's eyes, it seems so crude and backward. But the "mountain breaker" is also artillery after all. One blow from artillery is powerful. Breaking mountains and cracking rocks, as if waiting for leisure. Unless he has cultivated the extremely superior body protection qi hard skills (for example, the * body of Longhua Temple, or the mixed yuan Wuji body of Zhenwu Palace), no matter how strong the master is, if he is hit head-on by a cannonball, he will definitely be crushed on the spot and die a miserable death.

The cry of concern came into his ears, but Cheng Li stood like a mountain, not moving. He dropped the anti-tank rocket launcher that had been emptied, and with his backhand, he gestured to Xiaoqing and Qiu Yeyu, signaling that it was okay and reassuring them. Immediately, he flipped through his hand and took out a weapon with a total of six barrels arranged like wheels out of thin air.

Six-pack heavy Gatling machine guns!

"Dada~~"

The gunshots rang out frantically, and the dazzling tongues of fire flickered and retracted. Countless bullets were like a raging storm, overwhelmingly rushing at the shells of the "mountain breaker", and recoiled back mercilessly.

In an instant, countless brilliant and dazzling sparks erupted in mid-air. Eight shells were bombarded by countless bullets in a row, and the originally perfect circle instantly became pitted, and suddenly turned into eight discus similar to this pot helmet, which were turned upside down and thrown out indiscriminately.

Two of the "discus" were impartial and happened to hit a trapped car. No matter how strong the defense of the water-patterned steel is, it can't withstand the thunderous violence of the "discus", and it was split by the erected discus on the spot, and the driver inside was also silent, and was killed tragically.

The remaining three trapped cars were not so unlucky, and they actually reaped the consequences. But in contrast, they are not much luckier. Because at the same time that the trap car was split by the discus, Cheng Li had already turned the gun and aimed the Gatling machine gun at the three trap cars, and it couldn't help but say that it was a round of crazy strafing!

Between the sparks splashing, the "trap car", which was originally unbreakable and could be wantonly in the midst of thousands of troops, suddenly became indistinguishable from ordinary carriages, and they were all as fragile.

Countless swarms of large-caliber bullets smashed all the puppet dragons and horses pulling the cart to pieces. The sturdy carriage was riddled with holes, and at first glance, it looked like a piece of honeycomb coal. The red blood flowed from the countless bullet holes in the carriage, and he didn't need to see it with his own eyes to know what was going on inside the carriage.

"Purr~~"

The six-pack barrel of the Gatling machine gun finally stopped rotating. The muzzle of the gun no longer spits tongues of fire, but instead emits curling green smoke. The air was also filled with the choking smell of gunsmoke.

Cheng Li lifted Gatling with one hand, pursed his lips and gently blew away the gunsmoke.

Once, Cheng Lihui felt guilty because he had to take a living human life with his own hands. The discomfort in his heart also followed him like a shadow, constantly pestering him. However, now, after experiencing so many ups and downs, Cheng Li has long understood that there are some things in the world, and some people, who will never be worthy of sympathy. Depriving them of the ability to harm others again is actually a form of compassion.

Therefore, this action of blowing away the smoke of gunpowder is now no longer the original feeling of sadness, loneliness, and loneliness. Instead, it belongs to a serious sense of ritual.

It's a respect for life itself. It is also Cheng Li's last transcendence of their evil souls.

On the huge school field, there is no sound. Xiaoqing was dumbfounded, almost unable to believe what she was seeing. At this moment, there was only one thought in her mind: how many secrets were still hidden in the little brother's body?

Qiu Yeyu continued to tremble lightly all over his body, his eyes lit up, his fists were clenched, and he murmured secretly: "Gatling! This is what the third senior brother said! It turns out that there is really a magic weapon of the immortal family in the world, and this time I finally saw it." ”

In the incident of selling the gold cave at sea that day, Cheng Li and others were besieged by a large number of living corpses made of secret poison on the sea ship. At that time, including Shui Longyin and Hu Yuji, they were helpless about it. It was Cheng Li's brazen use of Gatling that repelled the large group of living corpses.

This incident was particularly impressive for Shui Longyun. So after the incident ended, he went back to Bai Yujing to report on his work, and told the Taifu of the current dynasty about Gatling, that is, his own master and the current owner of Xiuchun Building.

Taifu took this very seriously, and recorded the information about Gatling, and then classified it as a classified document, and anyone except the emperor had to obtain Taifu's permission before he could read this type of document.

The four major stalls of Xiuchun Building: amorous, soft, soul-grabbing, and ecstasy, are not only the most intimate disciples of Taifu, but also the status of Xiuchun Lou alone. So autumn night rain to read the relevant documents, of course, is not a problem. But when he saw the record in the document at that time, he was more or less incredulous.

Although the four stalls are closer than brothers, the degree of mutual trust between them is unparalleled. But since I didn't see it with my own eyes, I really can't imagine the autumn night rain, what kind of immortal magic weapon is there in the world? Is there really any Gatling who can sweep away thousands of armies effortlessly?

By this moment, Autumn Night Rain is 100 percent convinced. It turns out that there is really such a magic weapon of the immortal family in the world, and there is really a Gatling who can persist in rampaging through the army!

Xiaoqing and Qiu Yeyu didn't speak, and Lei Po, the leader of the "trapped camp" of the Thunderbolt Hall, was also silent. I don't know if he was hiding in a trap car and had died.

Cheng Li's eyes flickered, and he waved his hand abruptly. The Gatling heavy machine gun, the mountain of bullet casings on the ground, and the two RPG rocket launchers that had been shot up before all disappeared without a trace, and they were long since retracted into the mysterious "tattoo" on their bodies.

At the same time, Cheng Li's body was like an arrow from the string, breaking through the air. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed to the middle of the school field, on the white marble platform. The right arm wrapped in black qi was raised high, not to mention that it aimed at the lion-headed chair in the middle of the high platform, and it was a punch!

"Wow~"

No matter how delicate the chair is, it is difficult to resist the blow of the iron fist. In an instant, it fell apart and turned into a pile of broken wood chips. But once the chair was broken, even on the high platform with white marble, a black hole was suddenly revealed. From the entrance of the cave, a figure suddenly rushed out, and slammed into the sky, impartially, just shaking Cheng Li's dark iron fist!

"Boom~"

Thunder and explosion. A large circle of invisible ripples erupted from the point at the core where the fists intersected, and then roared and spread in all directions.

The white marble platform itself is strong enough, at most it has opened the slightest crack. But the other lion-headed chairs around them could not withstand the impact of this domineering force, and they fell apart on the spot. Countless pieces of wood that were as fine as sand mixed with each other, spreading out with invisible ripples, spreading a thin layer around the high platform.

The fist that burst out from under the white marble platform was extremely powerful and domineering. After shaking each other's punches, Cheng Li involuntarily rushed into the sky. On the contrary, the owner of the fist in turn slammed into the white marble platform.

The force of the recoil was fierce, but the owner of the fist was strong and arrogant, and it was not the same thing. He let out a loud shout and rolled over and jumped to his feet. Gritted his teeth and shouted: "Cheng Li, you are looking for death!"

As soon as these words came out, Xiaoqing and Qiu Yeyu in the distance immediately heard it. This person is the leader of the "trapped camp" of Perak Hall, Lei Po. Just now, everyone thought that he was hiding in eight "trap cars", but it turned out that he was not in any car at all, but hid in the dark room of the white marble platform, secretly spying on the command. So even if all eight trap cars were destroyed, they wouldn't hurt him at all.

But Lei Po couldn't imagine that others couldn't find out the secret of his hiding, but Cheng Li was an exception. The robber's facial senses were extremely sensitive, and he had already noticed that the voice just now did not come from any carriage.

There is a huge school field, except for eight carriages, and there is only one hiding place left on the white marble platform. So Cheng Licai suddenly made a mistake and hit the high platform. Sure enough, one sentence worked, and Lei Po was forced out.

At this moment, Cheng Li was in mid-air, condescendingly corroded. I saw that although this Lei Po's voice was soft, in fact, he was five big and three thick, his head was bare, and his face was even more pitted and pockmarked. It seems that he had smallpox when he was a child, and although he was lucky not to die, he left a pockmarked face.

The eight trap cars under his command were all destroyed, and he was forced to come out of hiding. The thunder broke like thunder, and he knew that he had no way to retreat, so he turned his heart sideways, looked up to the sky and roared sharply: "The little thief surnamed Cheng, Lao Tzu fought with you today!

Between the roars and roars, Lei Po's muscles in his body tensed sharply, his whole body swelled up by half a circle, his legs slammed up, jumped into the sky like a rocket, and crashed headlong into Cheng Li. The right arm, which was as thick as a tree trunk, was brought to the waist, and the five fingers were clenched into a fist, and with this rapid leap, it roared into the sky!

"Thunder Boom" - Boom Thunder!

Thunder Dao is one of the three major town factions of the Lei family. Although it is far inferior to the "Thunder Infinite Skill", it is on a par with the "Lightning Miracle Skill", which is as fierce as thunder, invincible, and powerful. Therefore, non-descendant disciples are not allowed to teach.

Lei Po is the son of Lei Zheng, the left protector of the Thunderbolt Hall. A thunderous Dao magic skill comes from his father's personal transmission, and he already has eighty percent of Lei Zheng's fire. At this moment, he was desperate and attacked with all his might. The power is strong, it really lives up to its name, and it has the ability to open mountains and break stones. Even the RPG* that Cheng Li launched just now may not be much stronger than this punch.

In mid-air, there is no way to exert force. Cheng Li suddenly jumped into the air, and made a hollow somersault, and a dark round mirror appeared out of thin air under his feet. He stepped down and soared into the sky. Lei Po's punch with all his strength didn't even hurt half of Cheng Li's hair, and it was completely missed.

Lei broke to the ground, gritted his teeth, and looked up at Cheng Li with hideous eyes. He shouted: "Little thief, if you have the ability, you will stay in heaven for the rest of your life! As long as you dare to fall, you will die." ”

As he spoke, Lei Po's bones and joints continued to crackle and explode, obviously sneaking his magic skills, preparing to deliver that earth-shattering blow again.

But Cheng Li didn't care about him at all, but continued to condense the dark round mirror of dark matter, and constantly used his strength to leap high. Jumping higher and higher, looking at the ground, it was no longer clear that his specific figure was clear, only a small black dot remained.

Xiaoqing looked up and said in surprise: "Little brother, what are you doing? No matter how high he jumps, there will always be a time to come down." ”

Autumn night rain stared at the black dot in the sky. After a long time, he suddenly said slowly: "Xiaoqing, do you know?" In Longhua Temple, there is a secret technique that has been lost for a long time and fell from the sky?"

Xiaoqing is a snake demon who has lived in the world for hundreds of years. What was there she didn't know? At this time, she was reminded by the autumn night rain, and she immediately thought about it, and shouted in a lost voice: "Could it be the legendary Rulai......

"Boom~"

Before Xiao Qing finished speaking, an unprecedented huge roar and vibration had already fallen from the sky, filling the nine heavens and ten earths, dominating all directions! In the midst of the loud roar, he saw that the small black dot in the sky suddenly swooped down. Surrounded by red flames, it suddenly looked like an extraterrestrial meteor that pierced the sky!

The person was in mid-air, his palms were closed, Cheng Li's eyes were half-closed, relying on the protection of the dark battle body that had been condensed by dark matter, completely ignoring the thousands of degrees of high temperature generated by the high-speed friction with the air, just letting gravity pull his body, constantly falling, falling.

Mass X velocity = power! This is the simplest and most basic physical formula. The Dark Combat Body is condensed from ultra-dense dark matter and weighs up to tens of tons. The destructive force caused by the sharp swoop down from this height of thousands of meters is simply incredible, and people can't even imagine it in a dream.

Therefore, before the person landed, the surging pressure brought by it was like a landslide and tsunami, and the surging anger rolled down the head. Lei Po, who was standing on the white marble platform, crackled and crackled the bones and joints of his body again. Only this time, it was no longer because of the operation of the divine power, but because the pressure was too great and the body could not bear it.