Chapter 779: Fierce Male Might (2)
Fingers snapped, Huang Pulan shot all the remaining bullets in the chamber at Yang Ligong's chest, if he didn't wave his palm to block, he would inevitably be hit. 、
Where would Yang Ligong put this level of attack in his eyes, his feet slipped and rushed straight towards the warhead, only to hear three muffled sounds, the bullet hit the talisman qi around him and could no longer advance half a centimeter, the five realm martial artists under him seemed to have been ordered, and rushed towards the martial soul people like a wolf pounced, and a melee with a huge disparity in strength began.
The strongest martial soul members who were responsible for guarding outside were only at the peak of the Xuan Realm, in the eyes of these five realm martial artists, they were like a group of children who were powerless, and seven or eight fell in just one photo, Huang Pulan and Tu Zhan faced the strongest Yang Ligong, and with only a flickering effort, they were swept away by the palm and fell out five meters away. 、
At this moment, Long Chenyu in the main courtyard led the dragon tooth team to rush over, facing the five realm martial artists of the Diancang Sect, the three major offerings of Huaxia martial soul entangled Yang Ligong, and the remaining martial soul members tried their best to block the divine blade ability who rushed in later, and for a while, the gongs and drums were facing each other, and the fight was in full swing.
In terms of the number of Huaxia martial spirits, they are slightly superior, but when it comes to the real disparity in strength, how can the three worshippers resist Yang Ligong, who is like a wolf and a tiger, and they are forced to be in danger after a few rounds, and they can only use the fighting method of wandering to support it.
Jiang Bangzheng saw that the Diancang faction had the advantage, and vaguely glanced at Yu Fusheng and Phantom Zun, the two of them understood, and rushed towards the direction of the inner courtyard, since the head-on conflict had begun, it was only by capturing the Li family's father and son in the shortest possible time that they could win the battle.
The sharp-eyed Qiu Bieli saw the Phantom Zun rushing towards the inner courtyard, but he couldn't get out at all now, so he was so anxious that he scolded: "Phantom Zun, you old Wang Ba, who eats inside and out, sooner or later, Lao Tzu will reveal your Wang Ba shell......"
Distracted, Yang Ligong spotted the flaw and slapped Qiu Bieli's chest with a palm, this palm was as fast as lightning, and it was already a step too late to avoid it.
"Old smoker, get out!" Tong Qianzhan shouted, stepped forward and knocked Qiu Bieli away two feet with his shoulder, and a palm was firmly imprinted on his shoulder blade, only to hear a click, and the left shoulder blade was shattered into several pieces.
"Lao Tzu fought with you!" Tong Qianzhan's eyes widened, and he picked up his right fist and slammed it towards Yang Ligong, but the other party did not dodge or dodge with a sneer.
"Ahh Break the heart! Tong Qianzhan hit Yang Ligong's brows, and the old fist suddenly softened, and he let out a distracted exclamation from his mouth, because he felt that the energy in his arm dissipated instantly, and the whole person seemed to have been drained of all the bone marrow, and he couldn't use any strength.
"Punch the eyebrows and shoot the clothes, I didn't expect the martial soul to be worshiped and like to play tricks, get out!" Yang Ligong sneered, and with a flick of the back of his hand, he swept the stunned Tong Qianzhan out, and spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted to the ground.
"Old man Tong!" Qiu Farewell saw that his old friend ended up so miserable in order to save him, and his heart was filled with grief and indignation, and the copper smoke gun in his hand danced a yellow light, and he threw himself at Yang Ligong as if he had sacrificed his life.
"If you don't measure yourself, let you taste the taste of breaking the heart." A contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of Yang Ligong's mouth, and his palms flew up and down to pat the two martial spirits to worship!