The eastern area of Tianyun City instantly entered a state of violent turmoil!

Under the order of the hall master Meng Qiulan, the careful plan made yesterday went ahead as scheduled, and the smoke of poisonous powder fell like rain in the air.

Even the dark ghosts who stormed the beast trap turned their heads to look at the street from time to time, paying attention to Pang Jian with a gun.

From the mouth of Deacon Fan Liang, they have already received the news that the most important battle will definitely take place in Instrumental Street.

The life and death of the Blood Moon Fee Levy will determine whether their raid can succeed or not!

And the one who successfully persuaded Meng Qiulan and Zhao Ling to let them decide to stay in Tianyun City and wait for the opportunity to do something after Yang Yuansen and the three of them had an accident, it was a gun-wielding boy named Hong Jian!

"Hong Jian!"

"He's Hong Tae's nephew!"

"He's much braver than Hong Tae!"

“……”

The dark ghosts who approached the beast trap frequently looked back at Pang Jian and sighed in amazement.

Instrumental Street!

Bright silver rings, like a full moon in the sky, appeared in this dark night of the Fourth Realm.

"Whew! Woohoo! ”

Blood-colored remnants writhed, turning into many slender blood snakes, trying to cross the "Silver Moon Ring" and gnaw Pang Jian's flesh.

Pang Jian quietly retreated.

He kept spinning the Shock Gun, creating more silver rings to resist Fei Zheng's Blood Moon Secret Technique.

Fei Zheng, who escaped the "Burst Dance", exploded the power of the Great Perfection of the Pulp Washing Realm, and began to turn defense into offense.

Blood clouds formed with Fei Zheng's wave of his hand, and absorbed the blood in the two women's bodies in the blink of an eye, flying towards Pang Jian with blood and cruelty.

Under the blood-colored clouds in the sky, many silver rings shone out, allowing Fei Zheng's angry offensive to be intercepted.

"Puffy!"

The blood cloud slammed into the center of the ring, and Pang insisted that the arm of the gun was sore and numb, but he successfully unloaded all the power that had penetrated.

Fei Zheng, who stimulated the "bloodthirsty remnant cloud", wanted to work harder, and suddenly felt the stagnation of spiritual power and qi and blood, and spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

This mouthful of blood also became a sharp blood arrow, shooting towards Pang Jian like electricity.

Pang Jian turned the barrel of the gun, and crushed the blood arrow to the top, and then mixed the flame power of the "Yan Pool" in his body with spiritual power, and the whole person and the stunner gun fused into one.

A silver-white lightning direct shot levy!

Fei Zheng was shocked.

He felt an indestructible awe-inspiring gun intent, and he stared at the pupils of the spear tip, giving birth to a strong tingling sensation!

Pang Jian in his field of vision had disappeared, leaving only a silver-white light, striking with a sharp edge that pierced the sky!

Fei Zheng, who knew that something was wrong, casually ripped off the hexagonal iron plate he wore on his waist, and used it to face Pang Jian's "shocking edge".

The hexagonal iron plate was magnified dozens of times, turning into a dark hexagonal shield, shining with a cold metallic luster, blocking Fei Zheng's body.

On the surface of the pitch-black shield, the intricate and exquisite spirit patterns were like blood, and they slowly wriggled like earthworms, forming many solid arrays.

Pang Jian turned a blind eye.

The subtlety of "Shocking Edge" was fully interpreted, and he stabbed the giant hexagonal shield with the sharp tip of his gun.

At the moment when the tip of the gun pointed at the shield, there was a dazzling burst of red and silver light, accompanied by a tearing explosion!

"Boom!"

The hexagonal shield exploded and turned into six splashes that splattered at all sides.

One of them was grabbed by Fei Zheng in a panic and blocked in front of him.

"Poof!"

The stabbing staggering spear pierced the shield in an instant with the unstoppable momentum of all things.

Pang Jian, who was holding a gun, stepped on the ground and continued to rush forward!

When the last piece of shield shattered, Fei Zheng grabbed the pole in front of the tip of the spear with both hands, preventing the tip of the spear from touching his forehead.

At this time, Fei Zheng was also forced by Pang Jian's terrifying brute force, and kept retreating.

Fei Zheng's hands were now as scarlet as his eyes, and blood was flowing unstoppably from the corners of his eyes.

He secretly used another forbidden technique of the Blood Moon, not hesitating to squander his life potential, but also to firmly limit the barrel of the gun.

At this moment, the tip of the spear was so close to his forehead that his skin felt like it was about to be punctured!

"Kick!"

The levy has been refunded!

Until his back hit a wall, causing a stone building to collapse, he still clung to the barrel of the gun and refused to let go.

"Boom!"

Overhead, pieces of rubble fell on him, but Fei Zheng still clung to the barrel of the gun.

He knew that if he dared to relax for a moment, the tip of the spear would chisel open his head in an instant!

"You're going to die."

Pang Jian's mind turned, and when the broken stones smashed towards Fei Zheng, he also stimulated the most vicious subtlety of the "Shocking Edge".

The tip of the gun suddenly detached from the barrel of the gun!

When the stones were flying, the sharp tip of this stunner gun suddenly pierced through Fei Zheng's brain!

After a single blow, the tip of the gun spontaneously returns to its position and re-embeds in the barrel.

Pang Jian immediately put away his gun and retreated, and Fei Zheng's body was already submerged in rubble.

"Peng!"

A long leg full of strength and beauty stomped heavily on the ground from one side of the tall building, smashing pieces of hard stone slabs.

Pang Jian didn't look back, and he knew that the person behind him was Zhao Ling, a dark ghost.

"Fei Zheng!"

The moment Zhao Ling touched the ground, he screamed softly.

On the way down, she saw Fei Zheng being forced by Pang to insist on the gun, and he grabbed the gun with both hands and retreated.

It wasn't until he smashed a stone building that Fei Zheng was submerged by the rubble of the collapsed stone building.

But she couldn't see that when the gravel fell, the tip of Pang Jian's stunner gun quietly separated from the barrel of the gun.

She didn't know that Fei Zheng was dead.

Holding an iron rod with the sound of wind and thunder, she was ready to work with Pang Jian to bombard Fei Zheng, but she didn't see Fei Zheng get up again from the rubble.

"He's dead."

Pang Jian said indifferently.

Turning around, he looked at the dark ghost's Zhao Ling Hall Master, the cyan iron rod in his hand rumbled, and many finger-sized thunderballs seemed to be dangling around in the stick.

Zhao Ling, who was like a female leopard, also put on a posture of being ready to go, but he was stunned by his words.

"Dead?"

Zhao Ling's sharp eyes froze on the pile of rocks.

Pang Jian said with some surprise: "It seems that you launched a surprise attack in advance. ”

According to the original plan, they would only attack the Blood Moon until the Dark Spirits confirmed that Fei Zheng was dead.

Pang Jian didn't expect that when the battle between him and Fei Zheng was still in a scorching state, the dark ghost would directly take action.

As the hall master, Zhao Ling even jumped from the upper floor, posing to help him.

"Is it really dead?"

Zhao Ling didn't answer his question, his beautiful eyes showed a strange light, and he cautiously looked at the pile of rubble that flooded Fei Zheng, and said:

"Don't underestimate a strong person in the Great Perfection of the Purifying Realm, unless there is a devastating impact on his heart and head, ......"

"Puffy!"

Before she finished speaking, she saw Pang Jian pick up the gravel with his spear, revealing the Fei Zheng who was covered by the rocks.

The hideous blood hole on Fei Zheng's forehead suddenly came into Zhao Ling's eyes!

Otherwise, she would have stopped talking.

"Storage bags!"

I had already seen Pang Jian, who was still hanging a storage bag on Fei Zheng's waist, and ripped it off in the past.

Reaching out, he reached inside, and he found several buckets of liquid.

When he pulled out his hand and saw the sticky blood stains on his hands, Pang Jian's eyes immediately lit up.

"Sure enough, it's beast blood!"

He knew that Fei Zheng, who was the person in charge of this operation, must have hidden the flesh and blood of the fierce beast in the storage bag he carried!

"Zhao Ling! Hong Jian! ”

Before he could take a closer look, Meng Qiulan's scream for help sounded on the deck of the beast trap.

The two of them looked up and noticed the overhaul of the other three Blood Moon Cleansing Realms, and seeing that Fei Zheng did not jump out of the stone pile, they did not rush to Qile Street anymore.

The three of them are working together to deal with Meng Qiulan and Wu Yi.

Meanwhile.

In other areas of Tianyun City, the sound of shouting and shouting and killing also sounded, and flames rose into the sky.

The Dark Devils are causing chaos everywhere!

"It's coming!"

Zhao Ling's vigorous and agile figure floated past Pang Jian, she stepped on the ground and flew up, landing on the eaves of a stone building.

After a few flashes, she appeared on the deck of the beast trap and joined Meng Qiulan and Wu Yi.

Pang Jian turned his head to look at the position of the white jade porcelain bottle, made a look, and rushed towards the beast trap after Zhao Ling.

"Looks like I got the blood of the beast."

Luo Hongyan smiled, and she flew out of the bottle along a blood mist, and the shadow hung in the air.

"The Great Perfection of the Pulp Cleansing Realm is a good spiritual material."

"Whoosh!"

Hazy in the blood mist, she fell to the shadow next to the stone pile, and set out to extract Fei Zheng's soul that should have collapsed in heaven and earth, leaving a mark with her divine sense.

After Fei Zheng died and Zhao Ling and Pang Jian left one after another, Instrumental Street was no longer noticed.

No one noticed that there was a beautiful blood-colored shadow moving in the darkness of the street corner.

Only in a pitch-black flag, there was a scarlet crescent moon, as if silently watching all this.

The various positions on the battlefield, Fei Zheng's death, the surprise attack of the dark ghosts, including Luo Hongyan's sudden appearance, seemed to be imprinted by the crescent moon inside the banner.

"Oh, Eye of the Imprint."

Luo Hongyan chuckled lowly, her breathtaking eyes fell on the pennant moving in the wind.

……

"Hong Jian!"

"Master!"

On the second floor of the beast trap, the two sisters, Bai Wei and Bai Zhi, waved excitedly and cheered, their beautiful faces full of excitement and joy.

I thought that only Pang Jian would come over, but I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, many familiar and unfamiliar dark ghost companions rushed out from the nearby mansion.

They felt incredulous, a sense of unreality in a dream.

"Two stinky girls, don't care about yourself, what are you calling nonsense?"

Because of Zhao Ling's arrival, Meng Qiulan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, glared at the two girls fiercely.

She distanced herself from her opponent in front of her, ready to adjust a little before resuming her attack.

"Boom! Boom! ”

Balls of flame burst abruptly, enveloping a Blood Moon Monk in front of her who was in the early stage of the Pulp Cleansing Realm, and with the pungent smell of sulfur, the Blood Moon Monk immediately wailed and screamed.

This cultivation was the weakest marrow cleansing realm, and in the wailing monster scream, the bones exploded one after another.

Meng Qiulan was stunned for a moment, and then she saw a figure with a gun passing by her, heading straight for the cabin of the beast trapping ship.

"Hong Jian!"

Meng Qiulan exclaimed.

With the arrival of Zhao Ling, one by one with Wu Yi, each dealing with two evenly matched marrow washing realms, Meng Qiulan was already confident that he would kill this blood moon's new marrow washing realm.

But she knew she wouldn't have it so easy!

Pang Jian just passed through here, shaking out bursting fireballs with his gun, and let the Blood Moon Cleansing Realm die directly.

"This kid ......"

Looking at the two apprentices who didn't listen to her words and were still cheering on the second floor, Meng Qiulan suddenly felt that if the two sisters Bai Wei and Bai Zhi followed Pang Jian, it would definitely be better than staying by her side all the time.

"Hong Jian, we're fine!"

"We're here!"

Bai Wei and Bai Zhi waved their arms and told Pang Jian where they were, so that Pang Jian didn't have to worry.

"Uh......"

only to find that Pang Jian just glanced at them, and then went to the cabin of the beast trap, instead of coming up to meet them.

"Sister, it seems that the two of us are self-inflicted."

Bai Zhi's delicate little face was full of embarrassment and loss.

……

(End of chapter)