The flames from the Suzaku scorched the snowdrops, and the gunfire from the explosion of the 'Back Wing' tore through the flesh.

Bang!

Fan Wuyi raised his gun and smashed a childish face with a crazy expression, waved his hand to fan the bullet casings that ejected with gunsmoke, twisted the body of the gun, and slapped several shotguns into the chamber with his backhand.

Under the round helmet of the brocade guard, a pair of eyes overflowed with murderous intent, looking at all directions.

The cyan torrent was already on the verge of the city, and the blazing red light shook the building where the western suburbs were located, and the collapse was already in an instant.

With less than 50 men, it is still too difficult to withstand the onslaught of more than 1,000 people.

Even if most of the Inuyama City Jinyi Guards are sequencers who have entered the sequence, compared with these students of the Confucius Temple, they have an absolute advantage in the sequence in terms of physical strength.

But these students are not powerless lambs to be slaughtered, but thugs with thermal weapons that only the private armies of Confucian lords can equip.

With this level of intensive shooting, even Fan Wuyi, who is now in the sixth order, did not dare to rashly attack, let alone other Jinyi guards.

"Boss, the brothers can't hold it anymore!"

Yaksha, who had moved from the rooftop to the gate of the house, roared angrily in the peer-to-peer communication with Fan Wuyi.

"What about the casualties now?" There was a coldness in Fan Wuyi's voice.

"Seventeen were slightly wounded, eight were seriously wounded, and five were killed."

Without thinking, Yaksha blurted out: "There are already a quarter fewer people who can still hold guns!" ”

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Fan Wuyi gritted his teeth, his eyes turned against the blue and red ocean, staring at the figure standing on the house of the Confucius Temple.

Matsuyama still stood at the top of the house, looking at the eroded battlefield with an indifferent expression.

Fan Wuyi knew very well in his heart that it was absolutely impossible for man to 'smash' so many puppets who were not afraid of death at one time.

At least among the Honghu he has come into contact with, he has never met a person of this strength.

Therefore, in the Confucius Temple, there must still be a Huangliang host, which is used to control the brain and soul of these students that have just been implanted in the body.

If they want to recover their senses and relieve the crisis of the destruction of the western suburbs, they must destroy the hidden sorghum host!

Fan Wuyi sniffed the pungent gunsmoke, and the mechanical heart that could have been freely controlled was actually restless at this moment.

"Xiaobai, Lao Chen, why don't you fucking do it?! If you don't hurry up, Lao Tzu's bait will be eaten! ”

The mood has not fallen, and the change has abruptly.

Rumble! Rumble!

Two deafening explosions sounded one after another, and the flames set off illuminated Fan Wuyi's dark eyes!

The cyan wave that rushed forward also fell into a moment of stillness at this moment, and a pair of hollow eyes embedded in the door of the fanatical face turned their heads at the same time with the rubbing clone of Matsuyama, looking in the direction where the explosion came from.

"It's a nuisance."

The strategizing aura on Matsuyama's body faded away, replaced by a strong aura that leached out of his facial features.

Airplanes.

At this moment, the mechanical heart that had been unbearable for a long time could finally beat wildly, and a dazzling red light shot out from Fan Wuyi's mechanical eyes.

His left hand shook into a fist, and with a crisp clang, a shield large enough to cover half of his body bounced away in front of the fist.

The four corners of the thin shield are carved with neat mountain patterns, and in the center is a powerful character 'Yue'.

It is the same door as the 'Beiwei' division, but the 'Wumu' series of individual defense equipment is several times more expensive!

"Kui Niu, the time has come!"

Fan Wuyi muttered to himself coldly, rushed forward, and jumped down from the eaves of the house, with great momentum.

At the place where they landed, there was a crowd of people, and the red light accumulated on the muzzle of the Vermilion Bird was terrifying.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Fan Wuyi, who was in mid-air, poured out all the shotguns in the chamber of his gun, clearing a blank space of flesh and blood under him.

The moment he landed, he threw away his gun and changed his knife, turned around with his heels, and sprinkled a round of cold light.

Zheng!

The tiger entered the flock, the cold light fell, the blood light rose, and the tossed head left a circle of headless stumps.

Fan Wuyi blocked the red light from the cold man, and looked back at the dilapidated household building behind him.

The brocade guards led by Yaksha were stunned at the moment, stunned by this blood-soaked killing god.

"What the fuck are you doing? All follow Lao Tzu! ”

The stunned crowd seemed to be awakened at this moment, without hesitation or hesitation, a terrifying light erupted in their eyes, and the 'Wumu' shield stood up.

Less than thirty brocade-clothed men set up a triangular shield wall side by side, covered their swords, and set up their guns in their hands, crushing towards the cyan wave with no end in sight!

At the same time, a burst of gunfire like a torrential rain suddenly exploded on both sides, and it was extremely agitated, as if the person who fired the gun had finally vented his suppressed anger.

The burly Kui Niu held a sword and shield, and the Jinyi Guard of Kanazawa Castle, who had infiltrated Inuyama Castle with a secret, crashed into the puppet group from the side, and roared fiercely: "Rush, enter the Confucius Temple!" Kill Matsuyama! ”

"Give up resistance, just lose your life! If you are obsessed, you will fall into prison forever! ”

The roar that was enough to pierce the golden cracked stone rushed like waves from front to back, and the faces of the undead brocade guards were hideous, and the green tendons on the back of the hand holding the knife appeared, and there was a terrifying murderous intent in their eyes.

"Give up resistance, just lose your life! If you are obsessed, you will fall into prison forever! ”

Fan Wuji took the lead, like an incomparable sharp arrow rushing to the forefront.

Cluster! Cluster! Cluster! Cluster!

These fanatical Honghu puppets did not hesitate to pull the trigger at the brocade guards who crashed into the crowd, regardless of the fact that there were their companions blocking them.

The red beam of light burned through the thin body, and the aftermath did not stop, hitting Wu Mu's shield hard.

The heat wave surged, and the iron flowers bloomed on the shield, and the escaping heat energy was decomposed and absorbed by the mountain pattern, and disappeared without a trace.

Li Jun spent a large amount of equipment purchased by the Ministry of Industry to give Inuyama City Jinyi Guard a chance to fight back at this moment.

Fan Wuyi's 'Evil Come' mechanical core power has soared to its peak, and when he enters the overclocking state, his mechanical body has become thicker and thicker.

Beneath the bionic skin on his shoulder, which had been burned to ashes, there were faintly slender veins of muscle that quietly covered the cold bones.

This state of mixed biology and machinery made Fan Wuyi unstoppable, and he forced himself to plow a blood-drenched flesh passage in the sea of people.

What is the order of soldiers, humanoid weapons!

But not everyone can be as brave as him, and after the 'shield mountain' led by the Yaksha has scattered nearly half of the cyan tide in one go, there is no strength left to move forward.

At this moment, they were deep in the enemy group, and the situation of being attacked on their backs made them have to choose to change to a ring formation that is more suitable for defense to resist the beams of light coming from all directions.

And as the distance shortened, the power of the 'Suzaku' also continued to increase, and under the high-frequency washing, even the Wumu shield could not resist for a long time.

The shield that had been burned to the point of turning red showed signs of melting, and the red light that followed pierced through the shield together, burning a brocade guard to a charred corpse!

"Yaksha!"

Fan Wuyi, who rushed forward, looked back and saw this scene, and his eyes were suddenly split.

"Boss, you just go, we'll hold you back in the back!"

Yaksha's left hand holding the shield was already covered in molten iron, but he grinned at Fan Wuyi, and his right hand holding the knife raised his thumb and slashed hard under his neck!

"Cut down that beast!"

Only by killing Songshan and destroying the sorghum host can the current predicament be broken, and it is possible to turn defeat into victory!

This point, Fan Wuyi understands, Yaksha understands, and all the Jinyi guards who participated in the war also understand!

The line between life and death cannot tolerate the slightest twist.

Fan Wuyi resolutely turned his head, his scarlet eyes raised from behind the shield, and looked at Songshan, who was already more than ten zhang away from him.

The two of them collided in the air, and they both saw the killing intent dripping in each other's eyes!

"Cow!"

Fan Wuyi shouted angrily, and a figure crashed in from the side.

Kui Niu, who was covered in minced meat, had a red face at the moment, and his majestic body was wrapped in a suffocating heat wave.

Needless to say, he already understood, lunged and bent his knees, and raised his left arm with a shield above his head.

Fan Wuyi jumped up, stomped heavily on the shield with both feet, and the two of them exerted force at the same time!

The evil dragon comes out of the abyss, and the tiger pounces on the stream.

Fan Wuyi was like a cannonball crashing through the hot wire of the burst, and the embroidered spring knife slashed at the blue and black fist that smashed in front of him!

"Bastard, give it to me, die!"

"Dead?"

The izakaya that used to be filled with the smell of sake and food has now been burned to the ground.

"It's supposed to be dead, right?"

After making sure that the mutilated corpse would finally not move again, the mandrill threw away the half-cut knife in his hand, and his exhausted body could no longer hold on, and sat on his butt in the cross-flowing blood.

The messy bun covered the door, but he didn't bother to care, his head hung down and looked at the ground, his eyes full of happiness and residual palpitations for the rest of his life.

"Almost, just a little."

With his remaining right hand, the mandrill cautiously poked into his chest, where a large piece of the bone was missing, and the fracture was sharp, as if someone had broken it by force.

The unprotected heart of the machine was completely exposed to the air, and even the pumping action seemed to be cautious, and even a fingerprint could be clearly printed on it.

Just now, Matsuyama, who was left with only a headless body, almost pierced his chest with a finger.

As for the head

The mandrill shook off the hair that blocked its view and turned to look at the figure sitting on a head with wide eyes.

"An ambush with mental calculations or unintentional attempts, but so many people still died, and even this ink sequence formation, which cost half of this year's quota of the Ministry of Industry, was blown into a pile of scrap metal. At the end of the day, fists are the last word. ”

Xie Bi'an looked around at the mess around him, and his pale lips pulled out a wry smile.

"Don't cover it, although I can't fight this sequence, it's not so fragile. It's just that the stomach is torn open, and you can't die. ”

He lowered his head and looked softly at the woman kneeling in the mud beside him, a snow-white kimono stained with pitch-black gunsmoke.

The woman shook her head stubbornly, still pressing the huge gap tightly, but in the next moment, she could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes and cried.

"Don't cry, I'll help you reopen the izakaya after tonight."

Xie Bi'an patted her head lightly, looked up to the north, "Brother Jun, it's up to you for the rest." ”

Inuyama Castle, Naka Ward.

The roadway that had been dismantled into wreckage no longer used the word 'dark', and was nakedly exposed to the noisy wind and snow.

Chen Qisheng shook out the burning fire on his robe, and listened intently to the gunfire in the night sky, which had become sparse at this moment, and there was no longer the violent formation that was as dense as a torrential rain before.

"Looks like it's going to be over there."

Chen Qisheng, whose sleeves were broken at elbows, asked himself, "Then we should also speed up our actions." ”

The unruly Ma Wangye, whose armor on his chest had been torn, didn't say a word, and slammed straight forward, the black blades spit out from his hands wrapped in red flames.

Six-grade ink armor, black knife binding flames!

"Tonight, you Inuyama City Jinyi Guard, you can't escape!"

Matsuyama roared angrily, and his blue and black iron fists smashed out against Ma Wangye.

Zheng!

The fists and knives clashed, and there was a sonorous sound.

Ma Wangye's double knives slashed with a cross, splitting Songshan's iron-like fist, and two dark muzzles suddenly poked out of his shoulders, spilling out a dense string of bullets.

Matsuyama crossed his arms in front of him, and there was a cracking sound behind him, and two more arms stretched out and plunged into the rain of bullets, breaking the two dazzling gunfires.

"Bullnose, quick!"

The vertical eyes in the helmet were red and awe-inspiring, the blade was straight against the fist, and the ankles were sprayed with blue flames, fighting flesh and blood with a body of steel.

Chen Qisheng pinched his hands, hid his nails with his five fingers, and was wearing a tattered Taoist robe.

"The ancestors of the Dao live in the universe, and the heavenly soldiers go around the orbit"

A jade talisman hangs behind Chen Qisheng's head, and there is an alternation of blue light and light on the talisman's body, like an anchor set between the dark wind and snow.

"Five thunder fierce officials, Hanchen Welling. Lei Gonghe charged, electric mother Wenying"

The two knives in Ma Wangye's hands were coerced, and the scorching flames burned Songshan's hands crackled, and he didn't realize it, and the other two arms clenched into fists and smashed down at the red eyes in the helmet.

At the last moment, Ma Wangye decisively abandoned the knife and raised his arms on both sides of his head.

Clang!

The frame of Ma Wangye's head guard was smashed and crumbling, and the sound of steel twisting made people's scalps tingle for a while.

"Get out of here!"

Matsuyama's fierce eyes stared at the young Dao Order, and the piercing scream in the depths of his body made him tremble involuntarily, and his four arms kept smashing the obstructive ink armor in front of him.

"Chen Qisheng !!"

Lord Ma roared bitterly.

"Bai Yujing's official immortal Chen Qisheng, with the authority of Huangliang, respectfully invites Yuqing Dao Ancestor and decrees the gods!"

Chen Qisheng's black hair danced in the wind, his right hand was stacked on top of his left hand, and the halberd pointed to the sky.

At this moment, Matsuyama's four-armed tiger mouth opened angrily, wanting to grab the ink armor and use it as a shield on top of his head.

It's a pity that Ma Wang Ye had already guessed that he would have this thought, and a three-inch-long flame suddenly erupted from his chest, pushing him backwards and retreating, almost grazing Matsuyama's fingertips and dodging away.

"Ray!"

Rumble!

A monstrous thunder dragon emerged from the black sea of clouds and swooped down from the sky.

The thunder and light stirred, illuminating the snow-swept city in a miserable white.

The brief moment of light was fleeting, leaving behind a vast pit of mist.

"It's over, I'm really losing my underwear now, I've only been an official immortal for a few days, and now I'm going back to make up for it."

Chen Qisheng looked sad and sad, lying on the ground with a big character on his back, and there was no trace of the immortal demeanor of the thunder just now.

"Next time you summon thunder, can you stop the ceremony of summoning thunder so long, do you know that I was almost beaten to death?"

Ma Wangye sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at his brand-new body that had just been updated, and was beaten and devastated.

"Master Ma, I haven't had time to pick up girls yet."

"No, it's all gone."

Chen Qisheng wanted to cry without tears, suddenly took a deep breath, and let out an angry voice towards the sky, "Lao Li, you must compensate me for the position of an earth immortal this time, otherwise I will not be finished with you!" ”

(End of chapter)