Nie Feng pressed the Shui Han Sword against his chest, and a faint cold aura surrounded the sword body, highlighting the extraordinaryness of the Shui Han Sword.

At the same time, Wang Jun's thick true qi formed a huge palm, staring at the attacking palm, Nie Feng only felt a sense of powerlessness all over his body, and could only watch the palm attack, the difference in the realm was too great, and the other party's true qi was at least twice as much as his own!

Rumble!

The sound of collision sounded, Nie Feng flew out directly upside down and hit the wall of the Wang family's mansion, and the water cold sword fell beside him, emitting a shivering chill from time to time.

Bursts of smoke and dust rose up, hiding Nie Feng's body in it, and he couldn't see it really.

"Poof..."

Opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood, Nie Feng endured the sharp pain in his chest, picked up the Shui Han Sword beside him, and stood up a little tremblingly.

"I had to get the mortar to have a chance to escape. "The power of the mortar can almost reach the eight-star martial artist, and even surpass it, and there may be a big gap with Wang Jun, a nine-star martial artist, but this is Nie Feng's last hole card, originally Nie Feng thought that his strength could compete with Wang Jun, but now he found out that he was wrong.

Nie Feng walked towards the deserted house with difficulty, and the smoke and dust gradually dispersed.

"What? I didn't die when I took the palm?" Wang Jun looked at the empty ground in a daze, only then did he obviously see Nie Feng fall, but now he only saw a pool of blood: "He must not be able to go far, search quickly!"

Hearing this, the leader of the guards who followed Wang Jun began to look around.

Carrying Lin Yu's ashes and Shui Han Sword behind his back, Nie Feng tied the rope tightly, raised the mortar in front of him, and hid behind the gate of the abandoned house.

He picked up a stone and threw it towards the door, making a clanging sound that attracted the attention of the guard leader and Wang Jun.

The two of them looked at the abandoned house in unison, and Wang Jun waved his hand and motioned for the leader of the guards to pass.

The leader of the guards did not dare to be careless, carefully pulled out the long knife at his waist, held it horizontally with both hands, and tiptoed towards the mansion.

Click.

Nie Feng pulled the mortar's pull ring and brought his right eye closer to the "sight", the sight is a must-have for these guns, and having a sight can increase the accuracy of a lot of shooting.

The body of the guard leader completely caught Nie Feng's eye, Nie Feng put the mortar on his left shoulder, and his right index finger gently buckled the pull ring.

Bang!

A beam of golden light suddenly appeared, the golden light was about the size of an adult's arm, and the speed was extremely fast, instantly hitting the chest of the guard leader, and in a hurry, the guard leader held the long knife against his chest.

The leader of the guard felt a heavy force come from his chest, and the long knife made a buzzing sound that seemed to be about to break.

With a sweet throat, hot blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth, and the guard leader's body retreated uncontrollably.

It took about six or seven meters of retreat before the leader of the guard could stop his body and get down on one knee, his long knife stuck diagonally into the ground to stabilize his body.

"What?"

Looking at the defeated leader of the guards, Wang Jun was taken aback, and immediately did not dare to take it lightly, so he used his own exercises and walked lightly towards the gate.

Click.

Nie Feng didn't know what pull ring he pulled, and the round barrel of the mortar suddenly had two more handrails, one up and down............