Zhang Mojun couldn't avoid it this time, and was swept by the body of the gun, and for a while the whole body flew up under the force, and with a bang, his back smashed into the waist of a giant tree five meters away, and when he fell into the snow, he twisted a few times, just stood up straight and leaned against the side of the tree, holding the gun and another shot chased after him, this time the tip of the gun was close to his throat.

A series of connections, so that Zhang Mojun didn't have to take a breath, seeing that the gun was getting bigger and bigger in his eyes, and the next breath was about to lock his throat, his heart was extremely angry, his legs bent, and his body squatted down. Seeing Zhang Mojun's strain, the middle-aged man holding the gun also retracted the momentum in the gun, but even so, the gun still snorted, stabbed into the tree behind Zhang Mojun, and submerged the entire gun head.

The branches were as easy for the monk as a mortal to deal with a piece of soft tofu, and he didn't take it seriously at all, so he didn't put the middle-aged gun in his hand, but slid down and chased Zhang Mojun's body. Zhang Mojun didn't expect the other party to come out like this, his body couldn't dodge, and his shoulder was pressed by the body of the gun, and he was suddenly as uncomfortable as being pressed down by thousands of pounds of heavy stones.

At that moment, the two eyes flashed fiercely, and before the middle age could make the next move, Zhang Mojun's right hand flashed, and a black and non-slippery death blade came out of his hand, and with a soft sound, the death blade penetrated through the waist of the person holding the gun. The middle-aged man only felt a flash of black light in front of his eyes, and then he felt a chill under his waist, and looked down.

Half of his waist has been cut off, "Zizizi!" Blood was spurting out in all directions, his eyes widened, his face was incredulous and unwilling, he couldn't say a word when he opened his mouth, his body fell to the snow, and he died of exhaustion. And the blood kept spurting out, staining a large area of red on the white snow, and some sprayed on Zhang Mojun's body and face.

"Ahh The five middle-aged people couldn't figure it out, at the beginning, it was the gun brother who forced the other party to fight, and the tricks were all in the upper hand, and they were about to succeed, so they didn't go to help, and they didn't want to be slaughtered by the other party's backhand at the critical moment.

Although it was the first time for Zhang Mojun to kill someone with his own hands, because of his magic skills and experience, he didn't feel anything unusual, and immediately turned over and left the giant tree, dodging the spirit arrow, "Bang!" The arrow shot through the giant tree, and suddenly exploded a palm-sized hole, and the splashed tree chips hit Zhang Mojun's back, making his back a hot pain.

"Everyone be careful, this thief's practice is strange, and his spiritual power is very vicious, so I can't wait to get close to him, so as not to have any more casualties. "The middle-aged man of the knife looks like the head of the six, and after seeing Zhang Mojun's death blade slaughtering his companion just now, he cut off the waist branch of a not small tree behind him.

From the blackened place on the tree, he saw some domineering dead air, so he reminded him, but not out of sincerity, he wished that all the people around him were dead at this time, so that he could have the Heavenly Star Sword and Space Ring on Zhang Mojun's body alone, so as not to slaughter them by himself later. The reason for the warning was that he had found that his companion had seen the dead air.

As the leader of the six, he has to make a show, otherwise he is worried that his companions will find out his misdeeds, and he will slip away first, and he will reveal these treasures to the world, and then he will be hunted down endlessly. As soon as he finished speaking, his body rose into the air, pulled out the big knife, and waved it at Zhang Mojun, and suddenly a two-meter-long knife light flashed on the big knife.

The whirring air hit Zhang Mojun not far away. Seeing this middle-aged action of the knife, Zhang Mojun's heart tightened, among the six people, this guy gave him the strongest sense of threat, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, so he carried the magic power to his own feet, and fled into the distance with a few big jumps, "Bang, bang, bang!" The knife light cut the waists of two trees in a row, before cutting a deep ditch in the snow.

"Little thief! You slaughtered someone, and you still want to pat your ass and leave, you are really whimsical. Seeing that Zhang Mojun still wanted to escape, the middle-aged man sneered in his heart with a sword on his back, and casually took out a small flying sword from the space bag on his waist.

As soon as his mind moved, the flying sword squeaked and flew out of his palm, and immediately became three fingers wide and one meter long in the air, turning into a long rainbow chasing Zhang Mojun, fast and lightning, flexible as a living thing, bypassing many branches and obstacles, although Zhang Mojun's consciousness was opened, he also saw the route of the flying sword, but unfortunately his action speed was not as fast as the flying sword.

"Ahh For this kind of flying sword that no one wields with his own hands and is very flexible, Zhang Mojun didn't know how to deal with it for a while. "Are you going to die under the flying sword?" thought sadly and painfully in his heart, and suddenly the figure of the jade demon red appeared in his mind.

"Grass! When did the young master become so stupid. "Thinking that when he and Jade Demon Red fought with the crow in the long-dead jungle, Jade Demon Hong's flying sword was shot down by the death qi of the big crow, and Jade Demon Red was also implicated and seriously injured at that time. With the method, Zhang Mojun's spirit was greatly boosted, and he concentrated all his divine consciousness on the flying sword that roamed around his body.

Seeing the right time, when the flying sword cut into his left arm again, a soul palm of his right hand struck the tail body of the flying sword, and the flying sword was struck by the dead air, and the small amount of spiritual power in it was immediately devoured, and it could no longer fly, so it fell into the snow with a pop. At the same time, the middle-aged man who used his consciousness to direct the flying sword screamed and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body was already injured internally.

Zhang Mojun tried several times, feeling that if he escaped again, he would be more seriously injured, the other party had a bow and arrow in hand, his cultivation was higher than his own, his speed was faster than his own, he couldn't escape no matter how he escaped, and it was only a matter of time before he died, but if he fought hard with them, he had two spirit sealing needles in his body, and maybe he could kill the remaining four people to save his surname It may not be known.

He made a decision in his heart, and without waiting for the other four to make any other moves, Zhang Mojun casually broke off a small branch that was upturned next to him, injected a small amount of magic power into it, and threw it at the middle-aged man with the highest cultivation, and then secretly waved out a spirit sealing needle and followed behind the branch, so that the branch in front of him hid its figure.

"Damn, you little thief, give you a few breaths of life, you can't do it for a long time. "The middle-aged man of the knife was furious, among the five people, his cultivation was the highest, Zhang Mojun didn't choose, but chose him, that's all, he only waved a small branch to deal with, making him feel that his face was gone.

I think that I am a pediatric like this, if I still use any big tricks to deal with it, I will simply lose my face to my grandmother's house, and my spiritual power is not lucky at the moment, relying on the strength of my body alone, I waved my knife and swept the branches of the tree, and when I found that something was wrong, it was too late, "Ah!" was pierced into his body by the later spirit sealing needle, and he let out an exclamation.

One move is already heavy, how can Zhang Mojun let go of such the best opportunity, with a wave of his left hand, the death blade flashed to the middle-aged man who made the knife, and the other four people were attracted by their boss's exclamation, and when they found out Zhang Mojun's movements, the death blade had reached the middle-aged man, and it was too late to stop it.

"Ahh......h

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