Zhu Jiaming underestimated his own importance.

In fact, he was originally very important here, but Qu Zongyan, who dominated the situation in the future, didn't pay much attention to him for the time being. And the folding guard seems to be hiding over there, and he doesn't want to say it directly.

In this case, Wen Jifei asked him to run, ran a distance that could still be chased, but it was not easy to chase, and then "put" three immortal bones on him and put him on the barbecue grill.

In this way, regardless of belief or doubt, Qu Zongyan will definitely send someone to chase him, and he must ensure that he can catch up, and after catching up, he can win.

As for Qu Zongyan himself, he is now basically convinced that he is super powerful, and he is not very afraid of guns.

He was not afraid, but after the suppressive power of the scene weakened, the top fighters who remained on the scene began to be afraid, and they were afraid that the deadly bullets that would suddenly fly at some point began to be timid.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

Qu Zong scolded severely, completely forgetting what kind of situation he was in before, the wave of moving heat map that he flashed Han Qingyu's muzzle just now, if someone drew it, others would think it was a divine spider when they saw it.

"Go to anyone again, go, and entangle him. ”

The order was given, and his gaze was withdrawn from the crowd and Wen Jifei, and Qu Zongyan looked at Han Qingyu. "Now just get rid of him, and it's over here. ”

It looks like it can end at any time. Han Qingyu has completely lost the ability to fight back, and he is still supporting it, but he just relies on the characteristics of the pillar sword to avoid Qu Zongyan's killing moves again and again.

"This time Qingzi can't win. This sentence was in my heart, probably Rusty Sister thought about it for a while, and then Wen Jifei, He Tangtang and Wu Xian all thought about it.

For them, it's actually quite difficult to accept this, even if Qingzi is injured, and the opposite side is a super combat force.

That guy endured too many predicaments and desperate situations along the way, and they all got used to it, and he could win.

However, this time Han Qingyu really couldn't win.

Again, the iron seal swept and smashed heavily on the pillar sword, and Han Qingyu's whole person flew out with the pillar sword...... This time he didn't stand still, slammed the ground, and got up again, shaking his head, trying to stay awake.

Wu Yi is a person who doesn't even have red eyes. He withdrew his gaze and looked again at the blonde man in front of him, who had been entangled from the beginning of the fight to the present, and the Greek spear in his hand.

Gun-to-gun, the length of the blond-haired gun, grew almost a meter. It's a very old and boring logic that doesn't make much sense at the top level. The problem is that he doesn't attack, he doesn't try, he doesn't sell anything fancy, he does one thing and it seems that he will only do one thing:

[Backhand stab.] 】

No matter how many flaws Wu Yi sold, he didn't rush in, but only stabbed Wu Yi again a moment after he made a move, stabbing Wu Yi in a position where he couldn't enter, couldn't go, and couldn't go unguarded.

When a top-level combat power can be ambitious at all, willing to only do such a boring action all the time, and practice it to the extreme, he is terrible.

Fast to the extreme, skilled to the extreme, precise control to the extreme stabbing attack, from beginning to end, hundreds of shots, a thousand shots...... He wrapped Wu shirt around here.

"I'm no match for you, but you can't go. Facing Wu Xi's turning gaze, the blonde opened his mouth in awkward Chinese and said, "Watch him die." ”

Wu Xian really turned his head and glanced at Han Qingyu plainly.

I've known them for more than a year, and looking back on my life to the present, I've actually lived for more than a year. Wu Xian is actually quite afraid of death now, he really wants to live, even if he wakes up and is deceived by that group of sluts, and pours down a glass of liquor, even if he is ridiculed every day because of road idiots......

"What is the situation in your heart, you don't know yourself?"

"I don't know. ”

"Oh, it's better not to know, so as not to see and think about it, and scare yourself. But you remember, if it grows this time, you'll still be alive. Remember not to touch it again, if you move it again, you will die. Fear of death is not a bad thing. ”

This is a conversation between Wu Yi and his aunt and grandmother in the operating room of the 2nd Institute of Runner-up Military Research in China a year ago. Wu Xian didn't tell Han Qingyu and them later, but remembered.

At that time, his aunt and grandmother removed the wrong three-generation source energy device in his body.

The installation was wrong in my heart, and my aunt said that Wu Xian should have died a long time ago.

That's why, it was Wu Xian who taught He Tangtang the dying tide, but he himself has never used the dying tide again for more than a year.

In the interval between the battles, I unconsciously watched everyone again, Qingzi, Plague Chicken, Rusty Girl, and dignified...... Wu Xian is not a person who can feel it, so he just looked at it.

In fact, if someone says it for him, his idea is very simple.

In their group, Young Master Shiheng has always wanted to leave, he said that his family is very rich, and he has known many beautiful girls in the past, and he said that the outside world is what he likes. Qingzi ran a long way a while ago, and went home to see his parents, and he always said that he would go home when he won the battle. The plague chicken has a girl who likes each other, and she is a former classmate for many years. Rusty Sister's grandfather heard that he was an interesting old military commander, and the closest cousin was fierce......"

"And Wu Xian, Wu Xian only has them. ”

In the valley at night, the rain had stopped, and the ground was muddy and blood-stained with yellow mud.

Zhu Jiaming's figure dragging a large group of people has disappeared into the night, the rusty girl has become a wall in front of Wen Jifei, He Tangtang is behind him, and the lamentation in the square is looking for Qu Zongyan's movement track, but it is difficult and always interrupted......

Wu Xian moved.

"Whoosh!" the three-meter-more Greek spear shot out again and stabbed Wu Xian's heart.

The tip of the "snap" gun pierced, the puncture was not deep, but it did pierce.

The blonde was stunned for a moment. Through the previous battle, he had already grasped Wu Xi's speed and various limits very well, and in his cognition, Wu Yi should be able to dodge, but no.

Wu Xian's heart used to be a third-generation source energy device, which could probably be equivalent to a switch, fatal pain, and a deadly source energy surge.

"Boom!" a majestic and shocking source energy roared like a hunting wind, sweeping through the bloody valley.

Wu Yi is alive!

Dying tide!

The clashing of weapons rang out and stopped.

“...... It's too much faster!" When the blonde covered his neck and thought, Wu Yi's figure was already more than ten meters behind him.

More than three meters of spears hit the ground.

This time, the prediction was fatally wrong. He is good at mastering and predicting information, and he also dies from the information he has and the original accurate prediction ability, otherwise even if Wu Xi's combat power increases, he should not fall so quickly.

............

The chains in Qu Zongyan's hands were straight, and the huge iron seal was smashing towards Han Qingyu again.

The pillar sword was raised almost mechanically, ready to block.

However, "When!"

The black spear on the side came into the air and slammed into the iron seal, deflecting the iron seal and ricocheting it away.

The gray figure volleyed in the air, grabbed with his left hand, turned sideways and swept backwards.

"Huh!" Qu Zongyan didn't have time to retract the iron seal, and grabbed the iron chain with both hands to hold the gun.

Wu Yi kicked in front of the sick gun, and the head of the gun turned counterclockwise and slashed towards Qu Zongyan's throat.

Qu Zongyan retreated.

But in the air, Wu Yi was holding a heavy sword in his right hand and had already cut off his head.

"When!" there was a sharp sound, and the iron seal that finally swung back collided with the heavy sword.

Qu Zong retreated strictly.

Wu Yi also retired.

The figure flipped to the ground, and he stood in front of Han Qingyu with his back.

The sick lone gun was stuck diagonally on the ground, a meter in front of him.

Wu Yi held a sword in his right hand...... He didn't turn his head, he didn't say loudly, but he said behind him:

"Aoko. ”

"Huh?"

"Well, don't die. ”

"Nonsense. ”

“... Well. ”

"Your uncle, you won't even talk about encouragement......"

The voice was a little weak and vague, Han Qingyu shook the corner of his mouth and laughed, a mouthful of blood. He didn't take it anymore, he tried to adjust his condition. Wu Xian is not Qu Zongyan's opponent, even if he opens the dying tide, he is not.

On the other side, Qu Zongyan squinted at Wu Yi after standing still, and looked down at the sick lone gun in his hand again, "You are the Yu clan war slave?!"

Wu Xian's combat power surprised him, but after the collision, Qu Zongyan knew that he had the same advantage, and the other party would resist for a while at most, "But, will that one recover in a while?!"

In fact, he didn't want to pay attention to him, Wu Xian hesitated for a moment, serious, calm, and at the same time seemed to be very embarrassed and embarrassed and said: "It's that, the stream is sharp." ”

After all, he was still embarrassed to shout blue first, the stream was sharp, and then he reported his name as Wen Jifei had designed.

He didn't say his name, he didn't say Teal.

"You're coming to stop me?"

"Hmm. ”