When those immortal cultivators saw Zheng Xian falling in front of them, they immediately used their magical means to bombard Zheng Xian with their lives.

I don't know what kind of magic tricks Mo Xue used to do this, the colony armor on Zheng Xian's chest was blown out of a huge depression, fortunately, the colony armor is memory metal, although it exploded and dented, it quickly returned to its original state, so as not to keep pressing Zheng Xian's chest.

Seeing all kinds of magical means around him pouring down like rain, Zheng Xian's pupils shrank sharply, and this was at least more than a dozen immortal cultivators shooting together.

Zheng Xian's finger set on the ultimate suddenly launched, pulling out a withering light shield, these more than ten attacks smashed the light shield, the ground behind Zheng Xian was directly smashed out of a big hole, below is the drainage pipeline, Zheng Xian fell directly into the drainage well.

Then Zheng Xian drilled into the drainage well, which was only more than one person wide, and disappeared completely.

Among these immortal cultivators, they have all kinds of magical powers, and the plane that was chased and killed by Zheng Xian last time, but escaped, came out of the crowd at this time, took off the sunglasses that were still on their faces in the night, and revealed their crimson eyes.

It is not easy for an immortal cultivator to get a similar deed, it is much more difficult than ordinary people to get a friend, he and the fat curly hair and the old Cheng three hit it off at first sight, they have a common hobby with each other, every day from morning to night either smoking or playing mahjong, life is very comfortable, but now the fat man is dead, the curly hair is dead, there is Lao Cheng and him, Lao Cheng has not woken up yet, since then, four are missing, this mahjong can no longer play, how can he not hate? He hated Zheng Xian to death, so he didn't care about anything at this time, and showed the magic power of these eyes that had been hidden.

Even if the immortal cultivator is in front of the same door, he must leave the ability to press the bottom of the box with one hand, and he can't know his old bottom, if all of them are exposed, it is simply equivalent to showing all his offensive and defensive maps in front of the enemy.

I saw that the plane's eyes were round, and the scarlet eyes were almost out of their eyes, and the red color inside actually gushed out, like a flashlight, shooting out two light clusters, shining on the ground.

The irradiated ground immediately began to gradually become transparent, and the drainage line was only two or three meters deep, which was not particularly difficult for the plane to see, not to mention that an immortal cultivator next to him immediately took out a jade coin and put it into his mouth.

The reason why jade coins can become the currency of immortal cultivators is not only because it can store the power of vitality, but also because jade coins also have an irreplaceable role in the time of fighting.

But the jade coin does not have this problem, as long as it is contained in the mouth, the jade coin will naturally decompose, and it will not stop turning into the power of vitality and rolling into the sea of qi, which is simple and convenient, direct and effective, this jade coin can be said to be the greatest invention among the immortal cultivators.

A cultivator with jade coins and an immortal cultivator without jade coins fight, as long as the strength is not particularly different, in the end, it will definitely be the immortal cultivator with jade coins who wins.

With the help of the vitality in the rolling jade coins, the plane's eyes swam all the way along the drainage pipeline, Zheng Xian swam like a snake in the underground drainage pipeline that was only enough for him, naturally there was no speed of the plane's eyes, and Zheng Xian was still rushing forward, and he was caught by the plane's gaze.

Mo Xue showed an indifferent smile on her face, still grasping her five fingers together, and gently touching Zheng Xian on the ground like a bird's beak.

However, this time it didn't hurt Zheng Xian, it just blew up a one-meter-deep pit on the ground, but if it came two or three more times, Zheng Xian would definitely be dug out.

At this time, several immortal cultivators suddenly smiled, opened the manhole cover in front of Zheng Xian, took out two small grenades from their arms, and threw them directly into the manhole cover.

Then the two immortal cultivators turned around and ran.

There were two loud bangs, the manhole cover was blown up, and the drainage pipeline was completely collapsed in the trembling earthquake.

The plane's eyes shook a few times due to the violent tremors on the ground, and it temporarily lost its target, and then the plane regained its concentration and looked at the location where Zheng Xian had just been.

The result was unexpected, there had been a collapse, but there was no figure of Zheng Xian, who was buried alive.

The plane hurriedly tracked Zheng Xian back along the pipeline, but still did not find any trace of Zheng Xian, unless Zheng Xian was blown up and turned into mud, it was impossible for the plane's bloody eyes not to see such a big living person as Zheng Xian.

For a while, the plane searched everywhere, but to no avail.

At this time, the nightingale in the distance had just pierced the chest of an immortal cultivator with a sniper rifle, which was the easiest way to cool down the chamber, and the reason why Zheng Xian was able to maintain it under the siege of more than two hundred immortal cultivators was because of the nightingale's sniper rifle, which continued to harvest human lives, and on the other hand, there were at least two groups of more than fifty immortal cultivators rushing towards her location, which made Zheng Xian's pressure much less.

Eventually, these fifty or so immortal cultivators all became buckets that Nightingale used to cool their guns.

Obviously, the other party somewhat despised this sniper hiding in the distance.

Under normal circumstances, the personal combat power of the sniper is not too strong, and sending fifty immortal cultivators to hunt her is already quite worthy of this sniper, in fact, so many manpower is not originally afraid that this sniper will not be able to kill, but is afraid that the sniper will run away, and the lack of manpower will not be able to catch up, and at the same time, he did not send an A-level immortal cultivator to come, but he did not expect that this sniper who started from a distance was far more powerful than the guy who ran to him and shouted.

The last immortal cultivator turned his head and ran, but suddenly found that this woman in a strange costume was even faster than him, like a phantom clinging to him, and then the immortal cultivator felt a sudden chill on his neck, and his neck was pinched by the mecha hand.

The neck and vertebrae are like the seven inches of an immortal cultivator, and they must not be controlled by others, once they are caught, they are equivalent to losing their resistance immediately.

The immortal cultivator was shocked and inexplicable, and shouted again and again: "Wait, don't kill me, don't kill me......"

Before the immortal cultivator's words could be finished, a pitch-black thing slammed into his head, down the Heavenly Spirit Gai, pierced through his jaw, and then stabbed into his chest.

With a hissing sound, a faint blood-colored steam rose from the swarthy barrel of the spear inserted into the immortal's head.

Nightingale pulled the barrel out of the body of the immortal cultivator, and at this time the chamber of the gun had finally cooled down, but the chamber was already filled with messy things such as brains and bones, which might have exploded if the gun was fired, and the nightingale knocked on the barrel seriously, and after flowing out of the mess, he lay on the ground again and set up the sniper rifle.

Then the nightmarish gunshot rang out again.

As the gunshot rang out, the foot of the plane looking for Zheng Xian suddenly collapsed, and a streamer of light scurried up in the collapse, and with a snapping sound, the body of the plane was cut in half.

Zheng Xian lurked, waiting for the gunshot.

Zheng Xian admitted that the knife light of the plane was played well, the angle was tricky, and he was very thoughtful.

But in Zheng Xian's eyes, the knife of the plane is more than fancy, and it is too far from the knife of the knife that never looks back.

Although Zheng Xian is not a professional knife master, he has been watching the knife of the knife fish for a long time, and Zheng Xian has always regarded the knife fish as his potential opponent and a mountain that he can't avoid to study, so he also has some insights on the knife path, which is not as good as the knife fish, but it is still very easy to imitate some knife skills of the knife fish.

The knife was originally a handle, a knife on the left and a knife on the right, the knife is constant, the head is cut when the head should be chopped, and the foot is chopped when the foot is chopped, everything is in accordance with the routine.

When you practice to a certain extent, it is the sword qi, and at this time, the knife move is no longer important, and the knife can cut off the bones even if it does not cut on the person.

Further up is the sword intent, that is the realm of mystery and mystery, the artistic realm of swordsmanship, and the realm of the palace level.

The realm of the knife fish is on this knife qi, and Zheng Xian has also seen it above the knife qi, which is the method used by the vegetative man who killed dozens of hooligans in the hospital, and the knife technique makes the knife fish excited just by looking at the traces, and makes Zheng Xian feel dizzy, that is the apex of the knife technique.

Zheng Xian is now able to imitate fifty percent of the knife intent of the knife fish, and it is only with this knife that he can show the means of cutting the plane in half. It's not something that can be done with a quick knife.

The gunfire on the nightingale's side rang out, which was equivalent to the bell of the second round, and under the suppression of the sniper rifles, the immortal cultivators became restrained again, and Zheng Xian was like a fish in water again, and the blade composed of Zheng Xian's withered aurora slashed in all directions again.

However, Zheng Xian had just killed three immortal cultivators, and his back suddenly burst open, and with a loud bang, Zheng Xian was directly blown up.

Even if Zheng Xian didn't look back, he knew that it was Mo Xue who attacked behind his back, which was exactly the same as the previous situation when he was attacked in the chest.

The armor on Zheng Xian's back was torn by the light of the plane, and he didn't have time to repair it at this time, and was hit by Mo Xue's unpredictable means on his defenseless back, Zheng Xian's back was immediately as if it had been hit by a bomb, blooming like a flower, and the entire flesh and blood were blown up.

Zheng Xian flew out of the air for more than ten meters before falling heavily to the ground, and ordinary people would definitely die if they were hit by this blow.

Zheng successively had a wound the size of a bowl that was blown out of his back, blood splattered, and Zheng Xian fell to the ground with a pop, like a broken bag, and then stopped moving.

Mo Xue showed a sneer on her face, this time she attracted the annihilation warrior, it was she who didn't know when Lu Dao exposed the identity of the immortal cultivator, thus attracting the annihilation warrior, the blame was all on her, and more than 200 people from the entire sect were all implicated, and it was the best ending for her to kill this annihilation warrior, and it could be regarded as an explanation she gave to the sect!

The gunshot was still ringing out, and Mo Xue quickly approached Zheng Xian, who was lying motionless on the ground, although her blow hit Zheng Xian's back in the heart, enough to blow out Zheng Xian's abdominal organs, and for an ordinary person, he would definitely die.

But Mo Xue still has to make sure that Zheng Xian is dead, if he is not dead, she has to make up for it well, so that Zheng Xian dies simply.

And then go and kill the guy who is hiding in the shadows and keeps cooling the gun.

Mo Xue came to Zheng Xian's side, Zheng Xian was prostrate on the ground at this time, there was no movement, his back was scorched, there was a deep pit the size of a bowl, blood trickled out, the organs were blown up, and the vitality on his body was constantly dissipating, in this case, even if he didn't die, he was not far from dying.

A lazy smile appeared at the corner of Mo Xue's mouth, she reached out and swept the scattered sideburns, then leaned over, grabbed Zheng Xian's head with one hand, and pressed Zheng Xian's shoulder with the other hand, and then violently forced, she wanted to tear Zheng Xian's head off her neck alive.

With the tearing force of these hands, the armor hissed with a gurgling metal, ready to shatter at any moment.