Chapter 133: Four King Kongs, Heavenly Phoenix Sword

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"Amitabha" A Buddha horn sounded, and a majestic figure stood in front of the chaotic army supplies, also blocking the way back for the Sichuan gang and others who rushed out.

This person is not angry!

Fan Caiqi looked at the anger in people's eyes: "Okay! In order to say who can make such a big scene, it turns out that you are a thief monk! No wonder you didn't let me in that day, did you collude with Xi Ying to destroy the Dashi Temple, but I didn't expect Xi Ying to die and could only target us for revenge? ”

Before the words were finished, the spear that had not been put down in his hand carried a cold light, and it went towards the non-hateful killing, with all its strength and internal strength, the head of the spear swayed, and even the body of the spear was like a spirit snake in the air to draw a strange trajectory, making it difficult to distinguish the attack.

It's marksmanship. The poisonous snake came out of the hole, and it was urgent and dangerous to discern the attack.

Don't be disgusted to see such a vicious offensive that doesn't even have the corners of the clothes floating, the big hand is wrapped around the head of the gun that is attacking his lower body, the hand folds and shakes the head of the gun in response to the sound and the subsequent shock will fly Fan Caiqi out, fortunately Fan Zhuo's body moved and fished Fan Caiqi back, otherwise at least he would have been injured by a fall.

"This female Tanyue's temperament is really anxious, we don't have much to do with Xi Yingke, it's just that the materials of these believers can't be destroyed casually." I don't feel angry, I just stand there and speak calmly, giving people a feeling of insurmountable wall.

Seeing that the circuit was blocked, Fan Zhuo let go of his beloved daughter, asked everyone to protect her, and raised the spear in his hand: "What if the old man insists on passing?" Can you stop the old man? ”

The arrogance in the language is the arrogance of the warrior who has been in the southern martial arts for nearly 30 years!

"Amitabha, although the donor has a good reputation, the poor monk has to give it a try!" Don't look at the person standing with a gun in front of him with a solemn look, this is not the woman's gun just now, if the gun just now is a poisonous snake, this is a black Jiao that soars for nine days, a trick in the rain and dew, the real dragon is in sight.

'Gun Tyrant' Fan Zhuo has used a gun all his life, and his marksmanship has been brilliant for a long time, and he was also talented when he debuted back then, no worse than Xie Hui, but he chose the most difficult to practice and did not try to use the marksmanship in the rivers and lakes, but even so, one of his spears has not met an opponent, and he knows how much this person's martial arts have reached, and since the master of Mingzhu Mansion has spread martial arts, I don't know how many people have broken through, but Fan Zhuo has never shown his realm after that, how can this not be jealous.

"Yes, it's been a long time since no one dared to do it, so you're optimistic!" When the words fell, I saw a faint black dragon groan appear, and a demon beast that seemed to be carrying a bloody wind and rain appeared!

A shot out is really a gun in the shape of a gun, and the gods are ready, just like a sinister Jiao who was born to enjoy blood food, many less knowledgeable rebels only felt the smell of a beast coming to their faces, and they were scared of the two wars and threw down their weapons and scared away, which can be seen the wonder of this shot.

Even knowledgeable martial arts people only feel that a proud momentum with terrifying strength runs through the body of the gun, if Fan Caiqi's gun just now is vicious, then this time it is naked domineering.

This is exactly the martial art that Fan Zhuo has created after concentrating on cultivating and accumulating his heart over the years. Black Jiao out of the water.

Not only did he strike out with incomparable strength and speed, but also with the kind of spiral power that broke through the water, this is also the kind of spiral power that Fan Zhuo found after learning the 'three-body style' that he didn't need internal strength, even if it was human strength, there were so many things that could be finely controlled, so he finally controlled it and achieved the position of the great grandmaster, but he was not obvious to outsiders.

But I don't know how to be angry, just looking at Fan Zhuo's appearance, the artistic conception combined with the spirit is enough to become a virtual shadow, I know that this gang leader is afraid that he is one of the most hidden characters in Bashu, and a great master is also willing to press the land of Bashu and not make a name, it is really unimaginable.

But it's not bad if you don't feel angry, although you haven't reached the great grandmaster, but with the peerless heart method of the meditation monastery, with the hard work that has been practiced hard and the method spread by the master of the pearl building, even if it is the great grandmaster, he dares to be tough!

A wand of the wand. Wei Tuozhen waved his magic staff, and collided with the attacking Black Jiaoba Spear.

There was a loud bang, and the air burst into a vacuum ripple, and many of the ordinary soldiers of the chaotic army around them were directly deaf in both ears if they failed to do martial arts.

I saw that dust was raised at the place of collision, and even the blue bricks and boulders of the Sichuan Gang station were also shattered and fluttered by such a blow.

The dust gradually cleared, and the two of them were holding each other, but the difference was that there were blood stains on the corners of their mouths, and they were obviously injured.

Then Fan Zhuo's spear burst out, all of which were spears made of special metal, and then the body of the spear bent and flew out of the war, but Bu Zhen obviously knew his mission, and soon blocked the materials of the chaotic army behind him.

I saw Fan Zhuo laughing arrogantly: "Yes, not bad, great monk, since I broke through the 'three-body posture' of penance, few people have been able to take a shot from me, just with this one I can spare your life, now!" Retreat! ”

Without a disgusted face, he wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth: "The donor's martial arts are indeed extraordinary, enough to be comparable to the three great grandmasters, just for the sake of my Buddhist believers, even if they fall here, they will drag the donor back!" ”

At this time, in front of Fan Zhuo, who showed his true strength, he didn't know that it would be difficult for these chaotic troops to succeed, so it was fortunate to drag Fan Zhuo and let these people retreat quickly.

There were obviously discerning people in the rebel army, and they soon began to flee outside the Sichuan Gang garrison without being obstructed.

Some of the sharp-eyed Sichuan gang members also saw it, and they looked at each other and started the pursuit operation, under Fan Zhuo's acquiescence to the departure of the rebellious army, they did not resent, nor did they stop it, after all, if they couldn't leave like this, it could only be said that the destiny of heaven had ended.

Don't lift the Vajra magic wand with disgust, don't speak, use the whole body strength, mobilize the strength in the body, the whole person seems to be swollen a lot, and the skin is faintly revealing a golden color, which is the manifestation of the internal strength to the extreme, and the whole person is really like the demon arhat in the temple Buddha statue.

A single step stirred up a huge amount of dust, which can be seen that the strength is huge, and he jumped into the air and struck at Fan Zhuo with the strongest force, which was the magic wand method. The mountain-breaking blow is the most fierce blow, but it is also the most empty one.

Just because he doesn't dislike the way Fan Zhuo is going, he is the most domineering, since this kind of character also likes to go straight the most, especially if he doesn't dislike his own skills, he is slightly inferior, in this case, even if it is an empty blow, Fan Zhuo will inevitably only attack his strongest point and defeat him head-on.

What a character Fan Zhuo is not angry, he knows what he thinks as soon as he makes a move, and he can't help but secretly sigh that these Buddhist monks are all human spirits, but what if the attack is the strongest as he thought, just because Fan Zhuo knows that he is only stronger than he thinks!

Poured into the gun, Fan Zhuo's body shrank and expanded, and the whole person was like an ancient giant, suddenly becoming dark and tall, even the spear was like a short spear in his hand, and then a black Jiao spear came out with the tip of the gun, it was he who dominated the gun. Jiaolong spits beads!

No, he didn't expect Fan Zhuo's body to skyrocket so high, and when he jumped in front of Fan Zhuo, the blow that originally hit his head could only be transformed and hit Fan Zhuo's chest, and for a while, the sound of breaking the air was loud, and the air was beaten into a vacuum, and pieces of ripples spread out of the air and were visible to the naked eye.

But Fan Zhuo's domineering is stronger and faster than him! A burst of groans was the vibration of the tip of the spear after it pierced the air, and a wisp of white traces slowly stayed in the air with the attack of domineering, it was the vacuum that was broken but silent, and the sound of breaking the sky was contained and only waited for a moment to erupt.

Then the back-hair fairy of the overlord spear hit directly on the wand of the Vajra Fu who was not angry, but he was surprised to find that this domineering blow was not as unbearable as he thought, and the internal strength of the bully spear rose again, and a more fierce force was transmitted with the bully gun, and it turned out that the essence of Jiaolong Spit Bead was in that spitting word.

The strength of a suck and a breath is only five points, and the strength of the spiral snail after touching it transforms the opponent's strength, and then cooperates with his own body to swallow and exhale, and the force reaches as much as twelve.

It can be seen that this kind of huge force is difficult to withstand even if it is not a vajra physique, not to mention that it has not yet entered the great grandmaster to cast the vajra physique, and immediately the person flew out upside down, staggered and stood and spit out a mouthful of blood to the side, obviously suffering lightly.

Just when Fan Zhuo wanted to kill without anger after receiving a shot, a burst of Buddha horns came, and then I saw three tall figures surrounding Fan Zhuo. Not greedy. Not afraid of three.

I saw that I was not stupid and didn't look at the three fellow practitioners who finally came and said weakly to Fan Zhuo: "Donor, now I have the ability to leave you behind!" ”

Although Fan Zhuo was surprised, how could he be afraid of such a situation, and looked up to the sky and laughed: "But if there are three more local chickens and dogs, how many shots can they take me?" ”

Although the pride in his mouth has not diminished, his skill and spiritual sense have also been opened to the maximum, and the power of the overlord gun in his hand is heavier by three points, just because the four of them gathered together, he finally felt the threat of death.

The four of them silently recited the Buddha's name, no longer responded, and began to gather their strength, when they were about to strike a shocking blow at Fan Zhuo who was in siege.

A long sword was abruptly inserted into the field, bringing bursts of sword qi to the wind, followed by a proud long groan, and a group of figures flying in upside down entered the room.

"Xiongtao's clever plan, the wind forest mountain fire soldiers. In the troubled times, the phoenix roared and the mountains and rivers were peaceful. Ambush and kill on all sides, and the battle array is ghostly. In the predicament, there are no soldiers in the hope of ten thousand troops. "The one who stepped forward was the one who finally arrived! Sky! Phoenix!