A Heavenly Martial Artist has reached the point where he can do whatever he wants, and he is only one step away from entering the realm of Heaven and Man. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although, this step is very difficult for the French spearman.

Different from martial artists and sorcerers, these two have a much deeper understanding of the unity of heaven and earth than those who use martial arts. The French spearman mainly relies on the power of thermal weapons, and he is only supplemented by the fine control of thermal weapons, and he easily obtains a strength that cannot be ignored.

And as long as the bullet is not fired, it is equivalent to having an inexhaustible external spell, and the power of the bullet is more powerful than some external spells, the distance is farther, and it is more flexible, not to mention that it is also supplemented by the blessing of heaven and earth.

In the case of long-range attacks, the Spearman has a great attack advantage even in the face of a monk who has just entered the Heavenly Realm. After all, the spiritual power in the body is limited, and as long as the Martial Spear carries enough ammunition, it is almost equivalent to an instantaneous spell that can be released without stopping, even if it is equivalent to a primary spell equivalent to the Fireball Technique.

The bullet power of a Heavenly Martial Gun Warrior can easily penetrate ordinary bulletproof armor, so even if a celestial wears body armor, it will be useless.

But if it is bulletproof armor of new alloys, such as the use of four layers of ultra-high-strength bulletproof armor. This new type of alloy bulletproof armor, not to mention the magic spearman, is the master of the foundation building realm who attacks with long-distance spells, as long as it is not a divine soul attack, it is impossible to penetrate. But this kind of armor is impossible for the human body to wear, otherwise the terrifying weight, even the wearer will not want to take a step, let alone fight.

In addition, if you encounter a defensive spiritual weapon, even if it is a low-grade defensive spiritual weapon, the ability of a heavenly martial arts spear will damage the surface of the spiritual weapon at most, but it will no longer be able to kill the celestials.

And at this time, it is the moment when heaven and man fight back.

This is also the reason why the French Martial Spear is very strong in the early stage, and he doesn't even care about the strong in the Condensation Realm, but he is very weak in the later stage, and most of his strength is hopeless for promotion.

Yao Zhong, who came out of the café bar, changed his old appearance as Long Zhong, took a step with a cane, and came to the street in the blink of an eye, lying between Qin Wei, Tie Jun, and Hua Zang, with an indifference in his eyes, looking at Hua Zang who was holding a Glock 20 pistol in his hand, and Tie Jun who was lying on the ground holding a broken arm and howling in pain.

The pouring rain fell, and it bounced off half a meter away from Yaozhong. At this time, Wang Jiao upstairs had already run downstairs, crying and helping Qin Wei up, and hiding under the eaves.

A single bullet would not hurt Qin Wei, a monk in the middle of the Qi Condensation Realm, too deeply. It's just that this Huazang is obviously a heavenly martial arts gun, but he has been holding back, deliberately letting Tie Jun attract his attention, and then shot out, almost killing Qin Wei in this heavy rain.

Qin Wei was a little annoyed, but after seeing Yao Zhong come out, he wasn't ready to make another move.

"Since you're here, stay here." Yao Zhong slowly took out the work token that belonged to the Tianzong Bureau from his arms, and shook it in front of the two of them.

Tie Jun didn't think anything of it, but Hua Zang was shocked, and a deep look of jealousy suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Tianzong Bureau, how can it be Tianzong Bureau?" Huazang was shocked in his heart.

The location of the Tianzong Bureau is secret, and with their skills, they naturally can't know that No. 32 Yangguan Road is the location of the Tianzong Bureau, and Huazang never expected that Jiang Jingyang would invite someone from the Tianzong Bureau to protect him.

At this time, Yao Zhong slowly put away the token, and pressed it with a random palm, and a huge invisible handprint three meters wide appeared, pressing down on the head of the iron army who was already stunned.

With a bang, the ground sank, and a blood mist mixed with falling rain filled the streets around the street.

The handprints dispersed, and the original location of the Iron Army had turned into a blurred mass of flesh and blood, and the ground of the street was neatly showing a palm print, and even the palm print lines were clearly visible.

"Run!"

As soon as he saw Yaozhong's skill, Hua Zang's heart trembled, and he flicked his thumb and turned on the burst mode of Glock 20, and when he shook his hand, a series of bullets poured out, and at the same time he turned around and ran.

With the strength shown by Yao Zhong, Hua Zang was not sure that these bullets would kill him, but it was completely possible to injure him, or stop him.

Seven bullets were mixed with the rolling heaven and earth, one went straight, and the other six scattered in an arc at once, and they closed again in the middle, just like a flower bud suddenly blooming and closing in an instant, gathering together, and the power increased several times.

This blow, Hua Zang believes, Yao Zhong will definitely have to pour all his energy into it to deal with it. It is even unknown whether it will be able to cope with it.

Yao Zhong didn't dodge or dodge, standing in the middle of the street, just as Hua Zang threw out the bullet, he waved the crutch in his hand and slashed a circle in front of his body, and a gray true qi instantly formed a net, and then pushed the crutch forward, and the condensed true qi net wrapped towards the seven bullets.

Puff puff......

The sound of bullets shooting into the net sounded one after another, but it was all condensed in the invisible mid-air, moving forward little by little.

On the surface of Yaozhong's crutches, several indentations appeared, which were obviously affected by the impact of the bullet, and he was also injured a little.

Hearing the sound, Hua Zang turned his head to look at it with a shocked face, and suddenly shouted: "Spirit weapon!" ”

Immediately smeared oil on his feet and accelerated the speed of escape.

Yao Zhong freed up one hand and waved it slightly, and all seven bullets that were still moving forward but no longer lethal fell, holding the crutch in his right hand, and poked one finger into the head of the crutch.

The crutch swooped out, and its strength was amazing, and it directly turned into a sharp sword shape, and at a speed faster than a bullet, it caught up with Huazang and pierced through its back, leaving a penetrating blood hole, which bent in the air and returned to Yaozhong's hand.

With one palm and one finger, he killed Tie Jun and Hua Zang, and it took less than ten seconds.

After killing these two people, Yao Zhong's face did not change, he was still extremely indifferent, he glanced back at Qin Wei and Wang Jiao under the eaves, his eyelids lifted, and his eyes moved to Jiang Jingyang on the second floor.

At this moment, Jiang Jingyang was already standing on the protruding balcony on the second floor, looking as usual, looking at everything on the street.

"This magic spearman is a member of the Cao family."

The old man said this, took out a silver projectile, and flicked it lightly at the sky.

The projectile flew out and exploded in the air, turning into countless dust, some of which poured down with the rain and fell on the two corpses, which gradually dissolved and were washed away by the heavy rain along with the blood.

In the houses on both sides of the street, the residents who had already been shocked or stunned or hid in bed in fright after seeing the scene just now all fell asleep under the effect of the pervasive silver dust. When you wake up, you will forget all about it.

Yao Zhong wiped it casually, smoothed out his palm prints on the ground, and walked into the teahouse again, his eyes softly turned to Grandma Zhao, who had become anxious, and closed the door of the teahouse bar, as if he didn't pay attention to Qin Wei's injuries at all.

Wang Jiao's heart was stable, she retracted her gaze, and asked Qin Wei with concern, "Does it matter?" ”

Qin Wei shook his head and spit out two words: "Little thing." ”

Wang Jiao gritted her silver teeth, seemed to have made up her mind, and urged: "Let's force the bullet out first, the movie is about to start." ”

Qin Wei: "......"