Wang Jian sneered, looking at the rushing indifference and fearlessness, a blazing murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

At the beginning, he didn't stop to do it, just to be able to attract the Pure Mind Zen Sect to chase and kill, cause a big movement, and attract all the damned people to come.

Now that they've done their job, it's time to hit the road with peace of mind.

The spear flickered like a viper, and it was easily lit on the wand and the sword.

The figure stepped forward, and the tip of the gun slapped the ring knife, and it was about to pierce the throat of fearless.

Airplanes!

A buzzing roar came, Wang Jian's gun was still castrated, but the gun was slightly up, and a Buddha bead hit the gun barrel.

The force on it was not small, but it couldn't stop Wang Jian.

However, he deliberately took a step back, and the green tendons on his arms rose up and pierced through his throat.

He let out a long sigh, showing weakness is really a job that requires human life, acting skills must be exquisite, and even the body has to make a certain amount of cooperation, which is too embarrassing.

But it also works very well, although it is still powerful, but it is not so irresistible, making everyone flee for their lives in fear.

Otherwise, everything you have done so far will be in vain and meaningless.

"Senior brother! Tyrants are looking for death! ”

Bu was furious, and the people opposite besieged Wang Jian one after another.

The masters of Tiance Mansion also dispatched, one of them was particularly powerful, he was already a cultivator of the Grandmaster Realm, and he felt that even Du Fuwei was not an opponent, it was Li Shentong, the first master of Li Valve.

Wang Shichong's subordinates Lang Feng, Linglongjiao and others actually took action one after another, obviously, Wang Shichong gave an order to take advantage of this opportunity to kill "Yang Guang".

Wang Jian had already been mentally prepared for this, that guy was the last generation of the Daming Zun Sect, how could he be truly loyal to "Yang Guang".

It's nothing more than selling loyal characters, and then seeking more benefits for himself and the Ming Zun Sect.

Li Valve, Wang Shichong, and Jingnian Zen Sect have taken action one after another, and other forces will naturally not be spectators anymore, of course, it is impossible for hundreds of people to surround and fight, the space is not so big, and it is impossible to let these people show it.

But they are all masters, and the weakest are innate, and the capture of fighters is not comparable to ordinary minions.

One person was bounced away, and the other people quickly surrounded and beat up, and the timing was extremely keen, and Wang Jian was not given the slightest chance to pause.

Moreover, there are grandmasters such as Li Shentong and Bu Idiot, who are in charge to resist most of the attacks, which makes Wang Jian even more tired to deal with.

Xi Ying, You Niaoti and Zuo Youxian in the distance were shocked, and they all saw the horror in each other's eyes.

Such a terrifying encirclement and suppression, even if the three of them are confident, they know that they can't bear it, and they have to kneel every minute.

And Wang Jian can still persevere, and even occasionally slash a person's throat with a shot, which is enough to show his toughness.

They were glad that they rushed out without seeing He's Bi, otherwise they would have died.

Compared with the three of them, the Dugu Valve on several ships was a little dilemma.

With so many masters, Dugu Valve thinks he can't bear it.

On the contrary, Bai Qing'er next to him continued to drink tea leisurely, staring at the battle on the Tianjin Bridge, not panicking at all.

There's no way, Wang Jian has already passed the news, not to mention that even if she is nervous in such a situation, it is useless.

Wang Jian's safety is no problem, but she is herself, and she needs to be careful of Zhu Yuyan who is hiding in the shadows.

Although she is not particularly cowardly now, anyway, as long as she is not killed immediately, someone will naturally save her.

And the other people who were hidden in the shadows were all eyeing each other, waiting for the time when Wang Jian was slaughtered with all his might.

But the war group is getting more and more popular, and he still hasn't seen any weakness.

Even a spear is a tiger, and no one can compete with it wherever it passes.

If you are lucky, you just spurt blood and go backwards, and if you are unlucky, you will be directly pierced through your throat.

The so-called encirclement is extremely weak, and the attack that seizes the opportunity is even more meaningless, and I don't see any scenes where he is hit.

If they knew, this was still Wang Jian's leisurely and retracted strength, and they didn't know what kind of thoughts they would have.

But he also knew that this situation was bound to not last long.

Simply boiling with real energy, the force on the gun was wild, shaking the figures of the people around him and opening up some distance.

"Rainstorm!"

Based on the Hundred Blows of the Rainstorm and the Rainstorm of the Hundred Strikes, fusing techniques such as the Heavenly Frost Fist, the frost-covered white cold air spear covered the front.

The sky was covered with force, and it attacked densely like a torrential rain.

The masters of Pure Thought Zen Buddhism changed color one after another, and hurriedly resisted or dodged.

But there are too many shadows of guns, and there is no way to dodge, and the power in them is not something they can compete with.

The face of the empty man who had been sweeping the formation behind changed drastically, the Buddha beads in his hand were bulleted, and his body stepped on, like a phantom, he quickly came to the side of the infatuation and blocked the gun.

Airplanes!

The color empty sword in Concubine Xuan's hand was unsheathed, with ripples like water, and the sword aura was fierce, and she resisted frantically.

Puff puff!

The sound of guns entering the flesh continued one after another, and the screams were endless, and more than a dozen Pure Mind Zen masters fell into a pool of blood one after another, and some even turned into a block of ice, and their panicked and desperate expressions were still frozen there.

Empty, not stupid, and the concubine spurted blood one after another, and their faces were full of shock.

"Tempest!"

Wang Jian stepped forward to attack, just as he repelled the masters of Buddhism such as Jingnian Zen Buddhism, his body turned, and the spear was like a violent wind, covering the enemy behind him crazily.

"Ahh

"Help!"

Screams rose one after another, the smell of blood permeated the Tianjin Bridge, and countless figures fell in pools of blood.

Li Shimin, Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, Ba Fenghan and others spurted blood and retreated, their faces pale with miserable faces.

In the entire Tianjin Bridge, more than 30 people fell with just this blow, and a large number of Tiance Mansion and Wang Shichong's subordinates were slaughtered. The most people who died were the scattered people, the gang members.

With just two shots, more than fifty lives were directly emptied, and for a while, there was silence on the Tianjin Bridge, only the sound of Wang Jian's heavy breathing remained.

Everyone's gaze at Wang Jian became extremely weird, with panic, shock, and admiration.

This is the world of martial artists, and strength is fundamental.

Wang Jian's terrifying strength is incredible, you must know that these are dozens of innate masters, not ordinary soldiers.

was killed by two shots, what a horrible situation.

Wang Jian was not as powerless as the horrified crowd around him, and he was extremely proud now. Our acting skills are really good, and it is really not easy to perform this.

This group of waste is so wasteful, I really can't help but scare them away.

"Kill him!"

I don't know who roared, and I saw several figures rushing up.

Wang Jian was overjoyed in her heart, but her face was a little tangled, as if she was worried.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the six masters of Chao Gongcuo, Likong, Shifeixuan, Li Shentong, Qiu Wensheng, and Qu Ao rushing towards him respectively, and the cold air pressure enveloped the top of his head, as if he would overturn at any time.