Chapter 147: Killing the Mixed Tigers
Looking at the compound where the hunters were gathering more and more, Jun Qianluo smiled slightly, and walked in slowly in front of everyone. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"I'm sorry, I'm here to comfort the hunting group of bastards!"
"Boy, have courage!"
Seeing Jun Qianluo's arrogant demeanor, Zuo was furious and laughed back, and with a wave of his palm, the originally broken gate actually shot out of a thick black gate from a secret door again, and with a bang, the exit was completely blocked.
As the gate fell, more and more members of the Mixed Tiger Group poured out of the courtyard, and finally surrounded Jun Qianluo with a fierce face, and the bright weapons in their hands reflected the luster of the cold under the sunlight.
Looking at the dozens of hunters around him, Jun Qianluo shook his head helplessly.
"Don't expect me to play any solo tricks with you, I will only use the safest method to completely solve you!" Staring at Jun Qianluo's face, Zuo Mad sneered.
Hearing this, Jun Qianluo nodded slightly, this left madness can become the head of a group, and it is indeed not a stupid person who only knows how to do things, if it is replaced by himself, in this case, he will not take any one-on-one competition, there is no absolute fairness in this world, no matter what kind of despicable method is used, as long as he can successfully reach the goal, that is the best way, become a king or defeat a villain, Jun Qianluo has a deep understanding of this.
"Do it, kill him!" No more nonsense, the left mad finger suddenly pointed at Jun Qianluo, and the cold voice was full of killing intent.
Listening to the regiment commander's order, the surrounding hunters immediately clenched the weapons in their hands, and then shouted angrily in unison, fiercely besieging Jun Qianluo.
Standing on the steps, Zuo looked at the young man who seemed quite calm in the siege, his fists were slowly clenched, and he said coldly: "No matter what, today, you must die!" ”
"Huh!"
Just when everyone was besieging and killing Jun Qianluo, in the distant sky, a sound of eagle crying suddenly sounded, and a huge shadow swooped down from the sky, and then a large number of purple phantoms accompanied by powder were poured out, and suddenly, the sky above the empty courtyard was covered by the purple powder that slowly fell.
"Leave that alone, kill him first!" Looking at the sudden change, Zuo Mad frowned and said coldly.
Listening to his shouts, those hunters who were originally a little flustered suddenly rushed towards Jun Qianluo, who was already close to him, again.
Looking at the hunters rushing from all directions, Jun Qianluo raised his head, and the layer of purple powder in the sky was about to fall.
Exhaled lightly, Jun Qianluo finally began to move, his feet sank slightly, his right hand tightly grasped the Xuanbing Ridge on his back, and with a low shout, the Black Ridge flew out upside down against the palm of his hand, and a black shadow circled around Jun Qianluo's side, and suddenly, several hunters who rushed over first were slashed by the Black Ridge, blood sprayed in their mouths, and their bodies shot out wildly.
"Bang!" The black ridge was heavily inserted into the hard ground in front of him, and several cracks spread out rapidly along the ground where the ridge was.
Grabbing the Xuan Bing Ridge with his right hand, Jun Qianluo's left palm suddenly aimed at the sky, the soul palm, the palm moved, and the fierce suction immediately sucked the purple powder that slowly fell into the courtyard.
"Cough, cough..."The purple dust, like a purple storm, took Jun Qianluo as the origin, swept out towards the body, and all the hunters wrapped in the dust made a violent coughing sound.
"The dust is weird!" Back off!
Under Jun Qianluo's push, the dust was quickly pushed in front of Zuo Mad , but when he took a sip into his stomach, his face changed at the moment, and he shouted urgently.
Hearing his shouts, the hunters who kept bumping into the dust hurriedly began to retreat, but when they moved a dozen steps, they began to fall down one after another, and only a few hunters with high strength staggered and persevered, and hurriedly hid in the courtyard.
Looking at the only a few people who came out of the dust, Zuo Mad's face became extremely gloomy, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, a raging wind appeared out of thin air in front of him, and then blew away against the diffuse dust.
Under the blowing of the wind, the dust gradually dissipated, and in the place where the dust receded, all the hunters fell to the ground softly, and painful ** sounds continued to come out of their mouths.
Seeing that the hunter didn't seem to be in danger of his life, Zuo Mad breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head calmly, looked at the young man standing in the courtyard, and said sharply: "Little bastard, you actually used a poison array!" ”
"You can all rely on the large number of people, why can't I use the poison array?" Spreading his hands, Jun Qianluo looked at the few hunters left, and said with a smile.
Smiling slightly, Jun Qian's shoulders resisted the heavy edges, and he suddenly took two steps forward, however, when he fell on the second step, the change suddenly rose.
The hunter who was lying on the ground and kept ** suddenly jumped up, the sharp long sword in his hand, carrying a thin vitality, stabbed Jun Qianluo in the lower abdomen with cunning and viciousness.
In the face of the sudden attack, Jun Qianluo did not panic at all, the Xuanbing Ridge in his hand was suddenly slammed upside down in front of him, and the huge edge completely covered most of Jun Qianluo's body, and at the same time, he also easily resisted the attack of the long sword.
"Ding!" The long sword stabbed at the Xuanbing Ridge, and suddenly, a burst of sparks flew everywhere, but there was not even a single white mark left on the pitch-black ridge.
The sneak attack failed, and the sneak attacker did not continue to advance, and with the help of the rebound power of the long sword, his body quickly retreated.
"If it's a sneak attack, why bother leaving?" As soon as the sneak attacker was about to retreat, Jun Qianluo noticed it, chuckled, and the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and with an explosion, his body suddenly shot out, and in an instant, it was only half a meter away from the sneak attacker.
The eyes of the two intertwined, and the corners of Jun Qianluo's mouth slowly provoked a sneer, because he found that the sneak attacker turned out to be the old enemy Zuo Lian.
Zuo Lian looked at Jun Qianluo who was close to Jun Qianluo with a cold face, and a touch of panic passed through the depths of his pupils, when the powder landed before, he took advantage of the chaos to approach Jun Qianluo, and then pretended to be poisoned not far from him, but he didn't expect that his disguise was actually seen through by the other party.
"Lian'er, be careful!" The sudden change in the field also surprised Zuo Crazy on the high platform, especially when he saw that the sneak attacker turned out to be his son, he couldn't help but change his face and shouted urgently.
"It's late!" Zuo Lian Senran, who rushed to retreat, smiled, Jun Qianluo's soles slammed on the ground again, and with a bang, his figure suddenly appeared in front of Zuo Lian, and the huge Xuanbing Ridge in his hand brought a violent oppressive sound, and smashed it towards the latter's chest.
The oncoming violent wind pressure made Zuo Lian's face change again, and he was shocked in his heart: "This guy has really reached the middle stage of the martial arts realm?" ”
The thought in his heart flashed, Zuo Lian gritted his teeth, and now he was completely enveloped by Jun Qianluo's attack, and with his speed, it was impossible to completely avoid it, so he had to forcibly take Jun Qianluo's attack.
The corners of his mouth twitched, Zuo Lian poured the vitality in his body into the long sword in his hand, and then gritted his teeth, and the long sword in his hand brought a sharp sound of breaking wind, and at the same time, it stabbed straight into Jun Qianluo's chest.
"Bang!" The huge edged body, swept quickly in mid-air, and finally smashed heavily on Zuo Lian's chest, suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and the severe pain made Zuo Lian's eyes flash a touch of resentment, and at the moment of the body backwards, the palm of the hand suddenly bombarded the hilt of the sword, and the long sword came out of his hand, and in Zuo Lian's hideous gaze, it stabbed Jun Qianluo's chest.
Under Jun Qianluo's fierce attack, Zuo Lian's body, like a cannonball that had been missed, rubbed wildly on the ground for a distance, and finally hit a huge wooden stake, and once again a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes were black, and he fell unconscious.
The long sword carried a ferocious energy, and it was fiercely inserted into Jun Qianluo's chest, and Zuo Lian's desperate blow actually made Jun Qianluo take a small step back.
Above the sky, looking at Jun Qianluo, who was stabbed by the long sword, the crape myrtle array immortal sitting on the back of the eagle suddenly let out an exclamation, and just wanted to drive the white eagle down to rescue, but Jun Qianluo raised his hand and shook her slightly.
Looking down at the long sword inserted in his chest, Jun Qianluo held the hilt of the sword in his hand and pulled it out casually, and there was no blood on the tip of the sword.
"The inner armor left by Long Jingqing, the defense is really perverted..."Looking at the tip of the sword without bloodstains, Jun Qianluo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and then discarded the long sword, raising his eyes to look at the Zuo Lian who didn't know whether to live or die.
"Lian'er!"
Between the lightning and flint, Zuo Lian was beaten upside down and flew out, Zuo Lian's head on the high platform was suddenly clouded, and he hurriedly jumped down, shaking Zuo Lian in a coma vigorously, and after measuring his remaining breath with his fingers, he was slightly relieved, handed over the unconscious Zuo Lian to several hunters behind him, and then raised his head, staring at Jun Qianluo resentfully, and slowly picked up a stainless steel spear from the ground with his palm, and in the cold and bone-chilling voice, the killing intent was awe-inspiring.
"No matter what happens today, you're going to have to die here!"
"You seem to have said that last time."
Jun Qianluo looked at Zuo Lian who was carried in, and the corners of his mouth lifted a touch of indifference, when Xuan Bing Ling hit the latter before, the power contained in the ridge had penetrated Zuo Lian's body, and finally completely broke the Yuan Qi cyclone in his lower abdomen, that is to say, the current Zuo Lian, the foundation of the martial artist has been broken, even if the injury is healed, it is just a waste person.
Such a move, although a little vicious, but Jun Qianluo doesn't care, the relationship between the two sides is irreconcilable, the original cave interception, and the subsequent pursuit, if it weren't for their own good luck, I'm afraid they would have died in the hands of their father and son, and Jun Qianluo knows that if he falls into their hands, I'm afraid that even death is just a luxury, so when treating the enemy, especially the enemy with a bad relationship, Jun Qianluo will not have the slightest hand, if he can kill, he will kill, if he can't kill, he will lose the claw of revenge.
(To be continued)
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