Sou!

A silver needle tore through the air current, and shot straight into the eyebrows of Jun Cheng, who was still talking on the high platform.

Thump.

The voice stopped abruptly, and the white-haired Juncheng was planted from the high platform.

At the same time, the door of the venue swirled and smashed into the middle of the venue, and dozens of figures in different clothes slowly walked in.

"Martial Alliance Elder He Poyun, I've seen you!" Rolling waves of sound echoed throughout the venue.

The hall owners glanced at each other, but no one took the initiative to step forward, they all wanted to wait for someone to test the temptation first.

The auditorium was almost full, not because all the owners of the hall had the determination to "live and die with Jinning".

When they were notified that there might be an attack by a terrorist organization in the finals, some museum owners didn't want to care about it at all.

However, some owners who have a strong sense of justice or want to take the opportunity to become famous have already signed up, and if they don't go, it is still a trivial matter to be looked down upon, for fear that they will lose a lot of customers if they publicize it in the future.

["Dad, I want to report this martial arts hall. ”

"Good boy, we can't report this kind of cowardly and cowardly martial arts gym.

All the martial arts halls have gone to resist the terrorist organization, and their house is still huddled there, I bah! ”】

Thinking about that scene, in order to avoid this kind of conversation in front of the martial arts hall in the future, they had to come to the scene with a hard head.

Seeing that everyone was indifferent, a person in the audience let out a long roar: "What kind of terrorist organization are you?" I don't think so! ”

Jumping down from the audience, the nine-ring knife in his palm swiped at He Poyun's neck.

"It's the owner of the Chongfeng Martial Arts Gym, and the big master who broke into the finals!"

No one expected that he would be the first to strike.

"An ant who is not even a martial artist, and dares to be presumptuous?" He Poyun stretched out a finger and lightly tapped it on the blade.

The fingers are like the pillars of the sky, no matter how hard the master of the Chongfeng Martial Arts Hall exerts his strength, it will be difficult for the Nine Rings Broadsword to advance even a bit.

"It's really a weak force, do you feel the gap with Elder Ben!"

Grabbing the blade with his backhand, he slammed it to the ground.

Before he had time to let go of the handle of the knife, the owner of the Chongfeng Pavilion made close contact with the ground and passed out on the spot.

"Shoot!" Yan Feng seized the opportunity and issued an order from the headset.

The sniper, who had been in ambush for a long time, pulled the trigger and fired out silenced bullets.

He has been the master of the Martial Pavilion for so many years, and he also has some connections with some officers in the military department, and he has also lent out a combat team.

In addition, many martial artists in the martial arts pavilion will learn how to use some firearms, which may be a lot worse than the soldiers who are serious, but after having a gun, they will not be black-eyed.

It is much easier for a martial artist to get a pistol than an ordinary person, and he can fight decently after practicing for a while.

These were all methods he thought of to fight against the Wu Alliance.

The so-called silence had no effect on He Poyun, he could still hear it clearly, and his face changed slightly: "Firearms." ”

His physical fitness was clearly not strong enough to ignore firearms, and his body flickered.

Several shallow craters appeared on the ground, and the ordinary warriors of the Martial Alliance, except for the martial artists, each looked for cover to hide.

"Found you!" The poisonous lady shook her hand and shot out a few silver needles with essence attached.

The sniper was immediately forced to dare not show his head again, there were no high-rise buildings around the venue, he could only ambush in the venue, once he was found, the consequences can be imagined, he did not think that he would be the opponent of those warriors.

Bang, bang, bang.

The combat team hid at the entrance of the safe passage and suppressed the enemy with continuous point fire.

The owner of the iron-faced gate shouted violently, and in an instant, he rushed out nearly ten meters and rushed towards the team.

"It's just guns, watch the master of this sect pinch them into scrap metal!"

"Fire, fire!" The team leader commanded in a loud voice, and the man was moving extremely fast, and it would take a few seconds to break through to them.

Dodging the bullets from all sorts of unbelievable angles, looking at the team that was about to be included in his aura, a somewhat cold, cruel smile appeared under the mask.

"With the Pavilion Master here, you don't want to take a step forward!" Yan Feng was counting on the combat team to turn the tables, how could he let him get close.

The essence is rolling, and the light of the thirty-six acupoints is inexplicably far better than before.

Forcibly stopped, and the master of the iron-faced door greeted him with both palms.

"As long as I block this, He Gongzi will arrive, and at that time, an old guy with thirty-six fine holes can't turn up any waves."

Even if there were more than a dozen fine holes between the two, he didn't think that he would not be able to stop it.

When the arms touch, the bones shatter instantly.

"Burst out with a spirit comparable to the level of sixty holes?" The upper half of the Iron-Faced Gate's body was blurred with flesh and blood, and the mask was shattered, revealing a face full of scars.

The hand knife fell, and a good head rose to the sky, and blood gushed out.

"Elder Iron Mask!" He Poyun's eyes were about to split, and his killing intent rushed into the sky.

There are only a few of his martial artist-level subordinates, and the sudden death of one of them will undoubtedly have a great impact on his power.

Suddenly, the poisonous lady's resentful and hateful voice came from behind: "Ling Xiangshan, you should die!! ”

She hated herself for not being more cautious and letting Ling Xiangshan approach her, causing her to become the way her legs were blown off.

Blood flowed and the ground was charred black.

Ling Xiangshan was even more dying, and he couldn't live when he saw it.

He had done his best to completely incapacitate a forty-man manhole at the cost of his own life.

Hiding explosives on his body, approaching the martial artist, and dying with her was the only way he could think of the most secure way to deal with the enemy by crossing the gap of dozens of sperm holes.

If possible, he also wanted to hide a slight charge, and get close to the person to burst out.

It's a pity that Wu Ge's firearms are only pistols, and the damage caused by its sneak attack is not necessarily more powerful than his fist.

As soon as the martial arts family under his command died, one was seriously injured by the way, and another monk was blocked in place by the monk who came out of nowhere, unable to support at all, He Poyun never thought of this kind of picture, and his face turned blue with anger.

"What a Jinning County, what a Jinning County!" He Poyun estimated that he would never forget today's shame for the rest of his life, and he didn't know how those guys would laugh at him when he went back.

"Yan Feng, Elder Ben wants to use your blood to pay tribute to his subordinates."

Dragging the remnants of the debut Dao, He Poyun's eyes were cold to the extreme, although he was angry, he never lost his mind.

Forcibly endure the tingling sensation from the essence hole, the essence air flows around his body, and the shadow of the mountains faintly appears between Yan Feng's palms.

"The blood of the Pavilion Master is not so good!"

The two figures passed by at an extremely fast speed, and He Poyun snorted, and a few wisps of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The mountains collapsed, Yan Feng staggered forward a few steps, and the unwilling light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Even if the strength is forcibly raised with secret medicine, the thirty-six holes are thirty-six holes after all, and it is difficult to fight against the sky and kill the seventy holes.

The strongest man on Jinning's side died in battle, and no one could stop He Poyun's footsteps, and the entire venue was reduced to a sea of blood purgatory.