Although the big gun in Su Ming's hand had lost its head, it still stabbed at Zhu Can fiercely and resolutely. But after losing the head of the gun and the front section, it was almost impossible to pose any threat to Zhu Can. Even if he still hits, it can't do any effective damage to him.

Between retreating, Zhu Can raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and hundreds of black-armored soldiers behind him roared in unison. One after another, the qi and blood rushed up on their own, condensed and united in the void, turning into a majestic cloud that was difficult to see with the naked eye. This cloud qi rolled and swayed, gushing and rolling, directly breaking the Dao magic power sent by Jing Hongzi. Then it hung upside down like a heavenly river, surging and swept away, falling into Zhu Can's body. Zhu Can's body was like blowing up a balloon, and the joints and muscles continued to grow, growing to the height of six zhang, tearing the black armor of the upper body to pieces. The whole person stood there, really like a hill. The huge power of qi and blood emanated, giving people an unparalleled oppressive force.

Zhu Can laughed, and the spear in his hand stabbed straight out, but its power was several times stronger than before! A shot twisted the air current, like a hideous and brutal ancient beast, and pounced towards Su Ming.

Seeing this, Su Ming was also helpless, but he also knew that the power of this gun was by no means his own ability, so he had to meet the gun and retreat by himself. But I didn't want that force to be so great that under one blow, the barrel of the gun broke one after another.

Su Ming stopped his steps back, looked at Zhu Can, whose body was like a mountain, without the slightest fear in his eyes, and said indifferently: "It's not that my skills are not as good as people, but that my weapons are not as good as yours!" ”

When Zhu Can heard this, he also nodded to himself and said, "Your martial arts are strong enough to fight me head-on." But if you fight me again now, you will surely die! ”

At this time, Jing Hongzi also retreated to Su Ming's side, looking at Zhu Can, his face was extremely ugly.

Su Ming looked up to the sky and laughed, laughter was like thunder, rolling and shaking for nine days: "There is only Su Ming who died in battle in this world, and there is no Su Ming who surrendered!" If you want to kill me, step here! ”

Zhu Can's eyes were cold, and he said, "This will send you on the road!" "As soon as the big gun shook, it immediately saw thousands of gun shadows, like the stars shattering and falling down like an overwhelming sky. On the body of the gun, the real strength comes out through the body, condensed but not dispersed, just like the real thing. It is the martial arts that can be emitted when they have reached an extremely high level.

To put it bluntly, in fact, the action is extremely fast, breaking the air and forming a whirlpool-like air flow on the body of the gun. And the true qi and true energy that he refined poured out through the body of the gun, condensed but not dispersed, and wrapped the air flow from the outside, turning it into an indestructible qi!

Martial arts have been practiced to this point, even with bare hands, they can hurt people in the air. Even in this world, it is very rare. Zhu Can has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he has also practiced the secret methods of soldiers, and he can only perform this kind of kung fu when the morale of hundreds of black-armored soldiers is full of energy and blood throughout his body.

Under one shot, it was like the sky falling apart!

The true qi in Jing Hongzi's body had already been consumed, and when he saw this shot coming, he didn't have the slightest strength to resist. Su Ming slapped Jing Hongzi backwards and flew away. Then the gaze is contemplative, and the ten fingers cross on the abdomen, and when they are lifted upward, the handprints are constantly changing. The rotation of ten fingers, like a flower blooming, is exactly the kung fu of the turtle and snake plate.

The turtle and snake plate is strong, but it can plant golden lotus in the fire!

With both hands raised, there seemed to be a clear sound between heaven and earth. Between the surging of qi and blood, a huge amount of heaven and earth vitality surged, turning into a Xuanwu statue with a dragon's head and a turtle's body and a snake's tail. Accompanied by the rounded image of Tai Chi, the image of Xuanwu directly met the thousands of falling gun shadows.

The energetic strikes are like thunder roaring, continuous. After a while, Su Ming trembled, his face turned red, and his whole person seemed to have been hit hard by a heavy hammer, bent into a bow. But his feet were dug into the ground, and two deep furrows were made in the ground.

Zhu Can blessed himself with a battle array, fusing the qi and blood of the black-armored soldiers behind him, and the power of one blow was terrifying!

And even though Su Ming suffered such a huge bombardment, his body still stood straight, like a pine on the top of a mountain, and he would never bend down even if the wind and rain hit. He forced himself to press the surging qi and blood, looked at Zhu Can, and said, "Come again!" ”

Zhu Can couldn't stop laughing, and another shot came with a heavy bombardment.

Su Ming stretched out his hand to block again, his face turned even redder, and he retreated again.

So repeatedly, even in Zhu Can's eyes, he slowly became dignified, without the usual madness and killing, instead of respect that almost never appeared in his eyes! And the black-armored soldier behind him, looking at Su Ming's not outstanding body, seemed to hide him in the deepest part of his soul and carve an eternal imprint in his soul.

This is the unyielding will and arrogance of a warrior!

"Seventh shot!" Zhu Can held the gun in both hands, and the big gun crossed an arc, from top to bottom, and fell heavily. That majesty is like an ancient god mountain falling into the world, and it wants to suppress everything! And his blow was also to bend and break Su Ming's backbone with his own pure violence.

Seeing this, Jing Hongzi almost couldn't bear to look at it, and only hated his lack of skills, so he ended up like this. Seeing his friends in front of him, he couldn't do anything. The heart that has never had an incomparable desire for power and realm quietly sprouted in the bottom of my heart.

"If I can not die today, no matter when I am in the future, I will never let Brother Su alone and stand in front of me!"

And Su Ming, looking at the blow that was like Mount Tai's top pressure, suddenly showed a strange smile on his face, and the final roar came from his hoarse voice. Although he tried his best to resist, he was still hit hard by this gun, knocking him out of the air. It took dozens of feet before he fell to the ground, and there was no reaction.

"Brother Su!" Jing Hongzi rushed over, and saw that Su Ming's mouth and nose were constantly bleeding blood, and his chest was sunk in a big piece, his face was like gold paper, his breath was like a gossamer, and his injuries were extremely heavy.

He gently put Su Ming on the ground, stood in front of Su Ming, stepped on the gang, pinched and recited mantras, and between his facial features, blood suddenly flowed out, which looked extremely weird.

At this moment, from the west, suddenly there was a loud shout, like a landslide and the earth cracked, continuously, louder and louder, closer and closer. The sound wave spread, bringing up circles of white ripples, stirring the atmosphere in the sky, turning into a violent wind, blowing until the clouds in the sky dispersed and the grass lay on the ground.

With a bang, the entire mountain seemed to tremble!

A voice came, full of sharp and unstoppable feeling: "You dare to hurt him?" With this voice, a silver-white light burst out of the void like lightning. Every flicker, as if breaking through the limitations of space and time. In the blink of an eye, it reached the top of everyone and fell straight down, like a rainbow hanging upside down.

This silver-white light is really coming to the extreme. When it fell, the sound was clear, like a dragon chanting and a crane roaring, and it happened to collide with a shot stabbed by Zhu Can.

Suddenly, countless spear shadows converged at one point, and they collided head-on with this silver-white light like a match. I only heard a series of dense clashing sounds, like rain hitting plantains, and like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate.

Zhu Can only felt that in that light, there was an unimaginable amount of power, especially the sword qi like Qiong Xue, which was extremely sharp, no worse than the qi emitted by his spear. Although he took this silver and white horse to fly, he had to take dozens of steps back.

That one stopped in the air and fell into the eyes of everyone, and it turned out to be a silver-white sword three or four feet long. The sword body is slender, and there seems to be a faint light flowing continuously. At a glance, you will think that this sword has a life, as agile as a swimming fish.

The next moment, another golden rainbow fell down like a meteor, and the speed was extremely fast. When he arrived at the mountain, the golden light disappeared, and another golden sword, parallel to the silver-white sword, a middle-aged man in a white robe appeared in front of him.

As early as when he saw the silver-white light falling, Jing Hongzi stopped his Dao magic powers. At this time, when I saw the middle-aged man again, I couldn't help but shout: "Uncle Qin! ”

The middle-aged man looked at Jing Hongzi, but it was okay, and then looked at Su Ming, and his face couldn't help frowning.

At this time, Zhu Can looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said coldly: "Who are you?" Dare to take care of the affairs in Lulong? ”

The middle-aged man looked at Zhu Can, and when he smiled slightly, it seemed that there was a sword aura overflowing, as cold as frost: "When my ancestor was alive, even An Lushan Shi Siming was ambushed one after another. Now although I am ashamed of my ancestors, I don't take your little battle array seriously! ”

When Zhu Can heard this, his heart became clear, and his face couldn't help but change color: "You are Qingcheng Mountain, Li Qinglian's lineage!" ”

The middle-aged man laughed, full of murderous intent, raised his eyebrows, and the two swords in front of him turned into two rays of light, one gold and one silver, like two dragons entangled with each other, and they twisted towards Zhu Can.

Zhu Can let out a loud shout, and the qi and blood on his body exploded, revealing out of his body, as if forming a thick layer of armor. The spear in his hand turned into countless shadows and greeted him.

Guns and swords intersect, dragons and tigers, in a moment, no winner or loser.

Jing Hongzi hugged Su Ming and said, "Uncle Qin, save my friend!" He stood in front of me, and he was so badly injured! ”

The middle-aged man looked at Su Ming, his face couldn't help but condense, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhu Can first, and said coldly: "I'll take your life next time!" Then the two flying swords turned around, and between the gold and silver light, he, Jing Hongzi, and Su Ming all disappeared.

Looking at this sword immortal-like figure who came and went like a fly, and traveled thousands of miles in an instant, Zhu Can couldn't help but look ugly. He is also a character who has experienced countless lives and deaths, so he naturally knows the truth that if you don't die, you will suffer from it. One is the descendant of Li Qinglian of Qingcheng Mountain, and the other is the Shenxiao faction of the Great Daomen Sect, even if there are heavy soldiers to protect it, you must be careful in the future. After thinking about it in his heart, he scattered the magic powers of the soldiers and reflexively returned to the city.

Besides, the middle-aged man took Jing Hongzi and Su Ming and traveled all the way, and it was dozens or even hundreds of miles in an instant. In a few moments, he arrived at the place where he had rested for the past two days. Scattering the sword light, he gently placed Su Ming on the couch, probed his body with his true qi, and his face couldn't help but become a little more solemn.