Wang Han's gun was fast.

The silver light pierced the rainstorm, leaving a long void.

Zhu Helai rushed down the long river around him, colliding with the silver light.

The bursting water splashed everywhere, and the gun's intent pierced through the long river, turning the green mountain upside down.

Zhu Helai snorted coldly, turned around and pinched his fingerprints.

Three mountain peaks emerged from the sky one after another, aimed at Wang Han, and smashed down.

The three mountains fell, and the fierce and dignified momentum came to his face, Wang Han stood quietly in the air, carrying a spear in one hand, and the aura around him was boiling.

Raise your head, raise your hands, and stab straight.

The spear tip pressed against the mountain.

Wang Han drank slightly.

A giant bull with two horns galloped out of the spear, smashed the mountain to pieces, and continued to rush straight ahead.

Break three mountains in a row.

Wang Han swept his spear, shattered the rain around him, and rushed up again, approaching it, throwing the gun up, and clasping his hands together.

The shadows of the guns appeared in the air one by one, and the gun flowers bloomed one by one.

The flurry of gunfire shrouded Zhu Helai.

His eyes were slightly condensed, a little surprised.

This commander of the city guards, who has been silent in Lin'an City for more than 20 years, is afraid that his strength is stronger than Qi Daowu.

But so what.

With the mountain seal in his hand, no divine thought can break through his defenses.

Zhu Helai held the mountain water mark, and the exercises worked.

Three long waterfalls hang down from the sky, blocking all the spear flowers.

Then the rain condensed in the sky, like ropes, flying towards Wang Han and bullying himself.

Six mountain peaks appeared, surrounding Wang Han in the middle, slowly spinning, and the powerful coercion squeezed Wang Han's body, and he moved with difficulty as if he was stuck in a pond.

"Father, I'm here to help you!"

A long howl was heard in the distance.

The prince did not walk through the city gate, but stepped on the city wall, leaving a deep concave mark, and then tapped it one after another, volleying up in the air.

In an instant, he was near, and he threw a punch, shattering a mountain peak, and kicked it away, kicking away several streams of water that would come to him.

The trick has been broken.

Wang Han came out and stood with Wang Ziqi.

Father and son looked at each other, and then joined hands to attack.

Wang Ziqi's offensive was even more fierce than Wang Han, he did not hold any weapons, only rampage with a pair of fists, and Zhu Helai retreated again and again, Wang Han opened and closed, and smashed the spear indiscriminately, smashing the green mountains under Zhu Helai's feet.

The landscape print in Zhu Helai's hand burst out with a dazzling light, and a small world made of mountains and rivers emerged, involving the prince period, and with a loud shout, a long waterfall slapped Wang Han out.

"If I really am an elder of the Shanshui Sect, I can't be deceived!"

His fingers were linked, and mountains and rivers appeared in the small world, smashing down wildly towards Wang Ziqi.

The green muscles on Wang Ziqi's body burst out, his face showed pain, and a trace of thunder surrounded his body, and the crackling sound was endless.

He punched out, and a thunderbolt rushed up, turning into a white tiger, roaring in the air, and the thunder light raged throughout the small world.

The mountain peaks are broken and the rivers are cut off.

"Four Elephant Thunder Technique......." Zhu Helai's expression was ugly, "You are a disciple of that family......"

The prince's hair was scattered, there were a few blood marks on his face, he opened his five fingers, took a deep breath, and a vermilion bird faintly appeared behind him, as if it was about to be reborn.

After struggling for a long time, this Suzaku only barely manifested a small half of its body, but its breath was amazing.

The half of the Vermilion Bird flew up, the thunder light around him was not dazzling or dazzling, and he jumped calmly, but he saw that the Vermilion Crane was in a cold sweat, he didn't dare to be careless, and urged the power of the landscape seal with all his might.

Suzaku bumped into a landscape imprint.

The sky seemed to tremble, and Zhu Helai took a few steps back, and the powerful impact made him feel a little trance.

Wang Han accurately seized the opportunity, his figure flashed, and after a few breaths, he jumped behind Zhu Helai.

A shot is stabbed.

But Zhu Helai was unscathed.

A flying sword blocked his spear.

Qi Daowu, who was belated, stood on the street, and behind him stood dozens of monks from the Spirit Sea Realm.

The first one was Wei Jue, who looked at Wang Ziqi and Zhu Helai, who were still fighting in mid-air, with a complicated expression.

This eldest son of the Wang family, in fact, he is not a stranger, he fought with him many years ago, when the prince had just entered the spiritual sea, but he had a draw with him.

Wei Jue admired his fighting talent.

It's a pity that when we say goodbye, we will face each other in life and death.

Wei Jue raised his hand, and the monks behind him drew their swords one after another.

"Slash!"

One after another, sword qi and sword qi flew out, forming a dense net, and there were so many of them, even if it was a divine thought, they didn't dare to be careless.

Wang Ziqi dodged one after another, the lightning flashed between his fists, and he pounced towards Qi Daowu, attacking his head with one move.

"Hmph. ”

Qi Daowu swung his sword open, evolving dozens of sword shadows, and Zhu Helai also stabilized his body, evolving the landscape again, trying to trap the Wang family father and son with Qi Daowu.

The Four Elephant Thunder Technique consumed a lot of spiritual power in the prince period, and the defensive ability of the mountain seal gave him a little headache, if it was an ordinary divine thought realm, where could he stop his half of the Vermilion Bird?

Qi Daowu's sword qi was slashing vertically and horizontally, and he was about to step up his offensive, but a tripod flew out of the air and smashed straight on Qi Daowu's back, knocking him away.

"Qi Daowu!

The sound of soldiers rang out, and even the spear in Wang Han's hand trembled uncontrollably.

Qi Daowu rolled on the ground several times in embarrassment, and spat blood after stabilizing his body.

He stared at the man who had suddenly made a move.

"Jiang Rui !!"

The long alley had been flooded by rain, and knee-high water was beginning to spread to the nearby streets, and the boy in white jumped forward on the water, he looked at the five people who were beating in the distance, and pouted, "A bunch of fools." ”

He shook his head from side to side, and after finding his target, he cautiously ran to the front of the courtyard, where the door was closed, and streams of water were spilling through the cracks.

He reached out and pushed the door, but there was a lot of resistance.

simply slammed two wooden doors with a slap.

The courtyard had accumulated water half a person high, and the wooden door was broken, and it rushed outward, splashing the child's body and face.

"Grandma's. ”

The boy in white wiped his face, looked at the young man in the courtyard who had been wrapped in water balloons, looked up at the sky again, and sighed, "Mom, it's really a big lake." ”

He stepped on the water, walked up to the boy, and looked into the boy's eyes curiously through the water balloon.

"Well, it doesn't seem like it's good to dig it out now......."

The boy in white pondered whether he had to stop Huadao first, and then when he looked up, he found that there was an old Taoist sitting in the restaurant opposite.

He was drinking and looking at him drunk.

"I'm Cao, who are you, uncle?"

The boy in white looked at him vigilantly, this old Taoist looked a little difficult.

"You little doll, you have bad intentions, and you even want to gouge out the eyes of different pupils!"

"Can you manage it, nosy, what's the matter, you can't get into a fight with this seat?"

Lao Dao shook his head, "I don't know much about fighting. ”

"But ......," the old Taoist suddenly smiled cheaply, "I'll shout." ”

He swished to his feet, turned around and ran towards the city, shouting as he ran, and his voice resounded throughout the city, "Come on, people!

The boy in white was dumbfounded.

After a while, he muttered, "Grandma's, it's so cheap." ”