Chapter 216: Pan Junwei's Arsenal

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"It's ......" Li Yiming stepped over the irregular isolation belt, stood in the middle of the road with a gloomy face, gasping slightly, he didn't hurry to observe the unmanned / aircraft suspended overhead, and the road surveillance that suddenly turned after he appeared, the crowd on the ground wailing and bleeding made Li Yiming's heart tremble, Li Yiming pulled his legs again and rushed towards the looming translucent light mask in front of him.

"It's Li Yiming, he's really here." In the darkness in the distance, Qing Linglong gently pressed her sister's shoulder, subconsciously lowering her figure.

"Li Yiming? Isn't he in it? On the other side of the road, several figures lurking in the darkness exchanged ears.

"Even if it's not him, it must have nothing to do with him, everyone be careful, after all, it's a holy order, we are here to pick up leaks, not to send them to death." A solemn reminder in the dark.

"You stay where you are, I'm behind Li Yiming." The man with glasses squatted on a big tree, looked coldly at Li Yiming who rushed in front of him, cautiously picked up the intercom, and whispered.

"What if you don't keep it? We can't get into that barrier at all. Qing Qiaoqiao pouted, and a strange hint of vinegar appeared on her face.

"Li Yiming?" On the distant rooftop, Xingjian looked at Li Yiming who was rampage on the road, and turned his head to look at Li Huaibei suspiciously, this is Li Yiming, she is sure, but ......

"If you're hesitant, he might be an opportunity." Li Huaibei also looked at Li Yiming, who was rushing, and replied in a flat tone, compared to Xingjian, Li Huaibei, who had seen Wu's mother, seemed to know something.

Li Yiming, who launched the sprint, had already noticed the abnormalities around him, but his mind was not on them at all, and only the battle enchantment shaking in front of him was left in his eyes.

Holy Order, he knows too well the power of the Holy Order, if it is really Liu Meng inside, maybe the battle is over...... Hope is still in a hurry......

The force under his feet was again, and the strong pedaling force stepped into a deep pit on the smooth cement road, and Li Yiming's body shot towards the battle barrier like a sharp arrow.

"Phew!" A dull loud noise spread, distorting ripples rippled in mid-air, and Li Yiming squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, dizzy and full of surprise......

Can't get in?

"What does he want to do? Bang your head into the Holy Tier enchantment? ”

"Crazy? What is his talent? It's not iron-headed, right? ”

"Li Yiming didn't go in?"

"Blocked?"

All kinds of surprises sounded at the same time, and a strange atmosphere filled the air.

Li Yiming was also shocked, he couldn't get in? After a short period of stunned, Li Yiming suddenly realized that he was no longer the loophole he used to be...... Everything about himself has been sealed...... Moreover, he is no longer a saint......

For the first time, Li Yiming hated the awakening of his new talent, if because of this, Liu Meng ...... Wu Ma......

Li Yiming stood up with an anxious expression, raised his hand and slowly put it on the battle barrier that was close at hand, the void barrier that he had never felt before really reached the palm of his hand, and he tried to push it forward, but found that a greater force rebounded from the barrier, and Zhen's palm was numb.

"Damn it......" Li Yiming gritted his teeth and raised his hand, and punched the enchantment again, but he almost fell down from the huge recoil shock.

"No, there must be a way to get in." Li Yiming stabilized his body, took a deep breath, and forced his anxious self to calm down. Just after he took a few deep breaths, the hand on the enchantment suddenly lightened, and it was easy to pass through.

"Huh?" Li Yiming's heart moved, and after he suppressed all his strength, his suspended half-empty hand actually passed through?

I tried to raise my other hand and push forward, but I didn't encounter any obstacles. I see, as long as you suppress the strength of your whole body, you can get in.

Li Yiming was overjoyed, and with a brisk step, he stepped steadily into the enchantment.

Wrong...... Standing inside the enchantment, Li Yiming's brows furrowed deeply, feeling wrong......

Turning around in confusion, the wailing on the ground still stopped, and the few vague eyes in the distance were still lingering......

Didn't go in...... I'm still outside the enchantment, just because I suppressed my power, I was treated like an ordinary person by the enchantment, and I passed through this area without hindrance, but I still couldn't enter the enchantment.

"What is he doing?"

"I think I want to go in......"

"Is he stupid?"

"Are you sure this is the one we're going to kill?"

Strange chattering came and went, and the sound was noticeably louder than before.

"He doesn't really know how to enter the Battle Enchantment, does he?" Hoshimi opened his mouth hesitantly.

"It's not that he doesn't know, it's that he really can't get in." Li Huaibei's eyes narrowed, and he seemed to really understand.

In the interior of the enchantment, Liu Meng spread out her hands surrounded by black qi again, and a little purple flame in her palms slowly condensed, but just as she was about to raise her hands, her eyes suddenly froze, and she quickly flashed back.

"Boom!" Where he had just stood, a golden grenade fell from the sky and exploded with a bang.

Liu Meng had a gloomy face and looked at Pan Junwei who fell to the ground in confusion.

Two knives, after entering the enchantment, the seemingly tough Pan Junwei only received two knives from Wu Yun. In the first knife, the spear in Pan Junwei's hand shattered, and the tiger's mouth exploded, and in the second knife, Pan Junwei had one hundred and thirty-nine more wounds on his body, and he fell to the ground.

Heavenly Dao Wu Yun, as he himself said, gave Pan Junwei enough respect, and went all out with every knife......

Liu Meng gathered his strength, but before he could make a move, he was stopped by Pan Junwei.

"Although I don't know you, but the big man has to talk face, and you will do it when I die, and it really has nothing to do with me at that time." Pan Junwei staggered up from the ground, the knife wounds on his body were bleeding non-stop, and his dark face revealed a trace of paleness.

Liu Meng opened his mouth and slowly lowered his hand, revealing a hint of imperceptible complexity in his eyes.

"Roar!" The swarthy man looked up to the sky and roared, slapping his chest fiercely, the muscles all over his body squirmed, and instantly swelled a little, the expansion of the muscles stopped the gushing blood, Pan Junwei raised his fists and struck in front of him, and the monstrous battle intent ignited again.

"It's not a legend, come on, let me see the third type of the Heavenly Sword......" Looking at the cold sword light in front of him, Pan Junwei's eyes rose with unprecedented excitement and madness.

"You don't think the two swords just now are heavenly swords, do you?" The corners of Wu Yun's mouth, who was standing in the air in the distance, twitched, revealing a strange smile, "It's one thing to respect you, but I also respect my sword." ”

"You?" Pan Junwei, who was burning with fighting spirit, suddenly looked stunned, and suddenly realized that the other party did not show the knife at all, but replaced the knife with his palm......

"You can't resist the third knife, I'll ask you one last time, are you sure you want to continue?" Wu Yun's palm was lightly raised, and a touch of knife light flickered at the root of his palm.

"Don't talk nonsense." Pan Junwei suddenly let out an angry roar, as if Wu Yun's previous words completely angered him. With a wave of his hand, a metallic individual bazooka appeared on his shoulder, and he didn't see him aiming, booming, a swarthy cannonball poured out, and flew towards Wu Yun in mid-air.

"Boom!" The flying cannonballs tore through the space, but when they approached Wu Yun's body, they suddenly exploded, turning into a sky of streamers and flying lights, staggering and sealing all of Wu Yun's evasion space.

"Phew!" There was another loud bang, and at some point, the bazooka on Pan Junwei's shoulder changed color, the swarthy turned into dark green, and a cannonball as green as jade silently drilled out of the barrel, flickered a few times in mid-air, and disappeared.

"Alas...... You shouldn't have meddled, alas. Wu Yun, who was in mid-air, sighed softly, his palm swiped in front of him at will, a touch of knife light lit up, and the firelight in the sky was separated like water, flying to both sides of Wu Yun in a colorful manner, coldly sweeping Liu Meng, who had a solemn look, Wu Yun raised his left hand and stretched it out to the side of his ear, and held the void, which was worthy of grabbing the emerald green cannonball that pierced through the void.

The cannonball in the palm of the "poof...... shattered like foam and dispersed into a puff of smoke.

"Poison?" Wu Yun raised his eyebrows, and glanced contemptuously at his slightly green palm.

"It's a mark!" A cold sound came from below, followed by a deafening and artillery fire......

Pan Junwei's right foot retreated, deep into the ground, his arms raised, two exaggerated artillery mounts in front of him, and the left and right forts each set up nine-barreled rotary wheel muzzles, after Pan Junwei's cold voice spread, they exploded in unison.

All of a sudden, the streamers were gorgeous, colorful, all kinds of light were intertwined, all kinds of artillery were fired in unison, and the cannonballs with strange shapes weaved a dense net in mid-air, surging into the air like ocean waves.

"The difference in quality cannot be made up by quantity." Wu Yun, who was in mid-air, said coldly, lifted the upper left that exuded greenery, and slowly pushed forward.

With his slow movements, a sword qi spread in his palm, and a sword shadow descended into the sky, turning one into two, two into four, four into eight, and eight into sixteen in an instant...... The shadow of the sword in the sky also stacked layers of knife walls, pressing towards the light net that went up against the current like the sky was collapsing.

The roar was endless, the sky bloomed with brilliant brilliance, layers of qi rippled out, and the city that had been virtualized by the battle barrier was wiped out.

"It's time to end...... Wu Yun closed his eyes slightly, and the side of his flat palm was changed to a split, and the space trembled, and the world between the two of them was divided into two, and the world broke through it and extended towards Pan Junwei's head.

"Hey!" Pan Junwei's expression was hideous, his hands shook, the rapidly swallowed cannon disappeared, and a delicate revolver appeared in the palm of his hand. It is a small, handicraft-like revolver/pistol with gold edges and a silver background, and a mahogany butt carved with gold runes.

The world in front of him was separated from the left and right, but Pan Junwei raised his pistol and fired a shot at his feet in a hurry, a fantastic shattered star exploded, and the dark man's figure gradually dissipated......

"Hidden?" The corners of Wu Bin's mouth curved, and he closed his eyes with a smile, but in just a moment, Wu Yun opened again with a surprised face.

Gone...... Not at all......