"Yes, yes!" Guan Qianjian suspected that the person who spoke was with him, and echoed again and again: "I was only injured yesterday and bled a lot, I'm afraid it's really not enough, it's safer for you to keep my life and slowly bleed......

Zhuang Mengdie's chin was tightened, and he looked incredulous: "The sword god is also afraid of death like this?"

Zhuang Mengdie sat down next to Guan Qianjian, holding the sword in her left hand, and the muzzle of her right hand was aimed at his chest, getting ready, and at the same time as the gun rang out, the scabbard of the sword immediately caught the blood. The pen and fun should be www.biquge.info hot.

The dwarf screamed loudly in fright: "You can't kill him, you can't kill him!"

"Shut his mouth for me. Zhuang Mengdie said viciously.

The sound of transparent glue spreading.

The dwarf can only struggle while "whining".

Guan Qianjian had seen the power of this kind of "unique blade" in Zhuang Mengdie's hand, and he was also frightened, and said tremblingly: "Are you sure you want to start in this position? Life has only one chance for everyone, and people can't be resurrected after death, if my existing blood is not enough to open the sword, then won't this sword stay in the sheath forever?"

"Hmph," Zhuang Mengdie sneered, "Seeing that you are so strong and strong, there are ten catties and eight catties of pig blood in your veins, and it is more than enough to take a bath, and you are afraid that you will not be able to open the sword? ”

Guan Qianjian knew that everything he said was in vain, so he had to sigh and say, "Okay, I'm the same, I won't forget you." ”

Gunshots.

Guan Qianjian was hit by that huge force, fell heavily into the sofa, and was bounced up again. The two men who were holding him forward pressed him forward so that the blood could flow more smoothly.

Blood was spilled all over the ground, but as long as it flowed through the wings of the sword and tiger, not a drop fell, and it absorbed it all.

Guan Qianjian began his final convulsions, and a terrible sound of poor breath came from his throat.

He stubbornly raised his head, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, looking at the sky outside the window, but it seemed that he had endless thoughts to tell, endless resentment to vent.

Zhuang Mengdie looked at the wound slowly condensing on his chest, and smiled fiercely and excitedly.

He knew that a large amount of blood was poured into the sword, and there was no reason why he could not open it, and in time he would gain the power of the sword god and become the master of this world.

The blood stopped flowing, and Guan Qianjian's head tilted to the side, and he had stopped breathing.

"The time has come!" Zhuang Mengdie jumped up, threw away the gun, and held the hilt of the sword in his right hand.

Several of his men stared at him. They were also eager to catch a glimpse of the sword gods. They also want their boss to be the strongest person in the world.

Zhuang Mengdie's face was confused by excitement, disappointed by disappointment, angry by disappointment, and sad by anger.

I know that there are no miracles in the world! I know that such an incredible thing cannot happen!

What a bullshit prophecy, it's nothing but a deceitful lie!

He was like crazy, roared, bent down, and used his strength to eat, almost breaking the **, the sword and the scabbard were still tightly connected, and there was no movement.

"What are you looking at, come here to help! What are you doing with a dead man? Are you afraid that he will run away or do you want to eat his flesh?" Zhuang Mengdie roared at his subordinates, seeing them obey the order in a panic and move closer to him, still scolding the three-character scripture in his mouth.

One of his subordinates stretched out his hand, Zhuang Mengdie grabbed the scabbard with both hands and handed him the hilt.

"Boss, is it pulled like a tug-of-war?" The subordinate smiled and glanced at the hilt of the sword, and a year flashed in his heart, "If I pull it out this time, the sword is in my hand, if there is really any magical power in it, won't it all run to me?" Haha, stupid boss......"

As soon as his fingertips touched the hilt of the sword, he grabbed it, but it was empty. When he raised his eyes, Zhuang Mengdie took the sword back, grabbed the hilt of the sword himself, and at the same time glared angrily, looking terrifying.

"Boss ......"

"What a big dog guts, even Lao Tzu dares to calculate!" Zhuang Mengdiehu roared, turned his head and saw the gun that was thrown on the ground just now, and picked it up on his toes and took it in his hand.

"Bang!" his men fell to the ground.

The other two trembled and caught the hilt of their swords, took a stride, and began to tug-of-war.

"Boss, it's so hot!"

"yes, it's so hot, my hands are going to catch fire......"

Zhuang Mengdie frowned, he also felt that the whole sword was like a big coal furnace burning vigorously, it was heating up rapidly, not only was his hands hot, but the air was also a heat wave, and even he couldn't stand it anymore.

But the more such a vision appeared, the more Zhuang Mengdie's confidence was strengthened. "Hold on, no one is allowed to let go!" the sword is about to be unsheathed, and when I get the power of the sword god, you will be indispensable......"

"Yes!" the two men holding the hilt of their swords, tears rolling down with sweat, gritted their teeth and replied.

However, they immediately began to complain again: "It's so hot, my flesh is going to burn, my hands are going to burn, oops, no, help, boss, can we rest for a while, can we find a wet towel......"

The air was filled with the smell of meat, like water drops in a fire, making a slight sound.

"Don't talk nonsense! Hold on to me, without my order, whoever dares to let go, I will destroy whom!" Zhuang Mengdie had just let out the cruel words, when suddenly a heat wave came to her face, and her hands seemed to be inserted into the raging coal fire.

"Ah——h

"Ah~ah~" he groaned as if he had just been scooped up from the ice cellar.

Seeing this, the two subordinates almost didn't have time to let go.

They shook their hands in pain, but it seemed that it was far less than the loss suffered by Zhuang Mengdie himself.

The sword fell to the ground, and suddenly it jumped like a fish on the shore.

A room full of people looked at each other. They would rather believe that the rooster lays eggs than the facts in front of them.

"Boss, is it haunted?" asked one of his men, holding his shoulders with both hands, hunching his body.

The others were a little creepy when they heard him say this.

Only Zhuang Mengdie's eyes flashed, and her excitement was inexplicable. He stared at the sword, gasping like a toad for a moment, and then suddenly pounced on him.

He thought that the last moment had come, and if he didn't seize this opportunity and hold the hilt of the sword in his hand, he would miss out on the power of the sword god forever.

When he threw himself to the ground, the sword, like a clever kitten, dodged the head point,—— his hand barely grasped the scabbard.

"Silk—" Green smoke rose, and the hall was filled with the smell of burnt grease.

The temperature of the sword is higher.

Zhuang Mengdie let out a heart-rending scream again and rolled aside.

At this moment, with a sonorous sound, the sword flew out of its sheath on its own, as if it was held in an invisible hand, and stabbed straight at Guan Qianjian, who was dead on the sofa.

The tip of the sword is the point of his heart.

The blade of the sword entered his body through the gunshot wound and was silent.

"Ah——" Guan Qianjian's frozen body suddenly bounced up, his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to scream.

He grabbed it mechanically, his hand resting on the hilt of the sword on his chest.

At this time, the sword that sucked his blood was slowly fading red.

Guan Qianjian pulled it out slowly, as if he was not pulling out a sharp sword from his body, but dragging a huge rock from the ground.

Finally, the sharp tip of the sword detached from his body.

"Shoot, shoot!" Zhuang Mengdie realized something, got up from the ground with his hands and feet, looked at Guan Qianjian with extremely frightened eyes, and retreated step by step.

Seven or eight minions took out the pistols they carried with them one after another, and even the two people who were in charge of controlling Yunni temporarily put her aside and dealt with Guan Qianjian first.

The gunshots rang out like beans, and the bullets hit Guan Qianjian's body, like a torrential rain falling on the surface of the river, splashing in all directions.

But he remained motionless, as if he were just an illusory shadow, unaffected by the impact of the bullet.

The dwarf's renewed hope in his heart when he first saw him come back from the dead was shattered.

No one can save their lives after being shot so much.

In the midst of the frenzied gunfire, all he could do was lay down and wail.

The rainstorm has stopped. - The bullets are out.

Zhuang Mengdie, together with a group of subordinates, looked at Guan Qianjian in a daze, seeing that although he was bleeding wildly, he was still sitting steadily, his eyes were blazing, and his heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

"Your weapon is too bad, isn't it?" Guan Qianjian stood up with a smile, and picked up the scabbard on the ground with his hand, as if he couldn't feel its heat at all, "The voice is so loud that it can't hurt people at all, and the moves are too simple...... Today, I will let you see the world's first martial arts - three elements into one!"

The dwarf not only spoke when he spoke, but also stood up like no one else, and said that he was going to perform the brilliant martial arts of another world, and he was looking forward to it.

"You're not dead!" he cried, crying with joy, "You're not dead! You're so powerful, I can't even hurt you with a gun!"

Guan Qianjian grabbed him with his left hand, turned the sword in his right hand slightly, and took a sharp breath, about to launch the three-element unification of the terrifying ghost.

Suddenly, there was a loud alarm in all directions, Guan Qianjian didn't understand where this sound came from, he was afraid that it was the opponent's powerful martial arts, and he didn't dare to rashly attack for a while.

He wants to know too little about this world, or he is afraid that there will be strong players in the strong, don't be careless to underestimate the enemy, capture the thief first capture the king, and then take Zhuang Mengdie.

He rolled his eyes, but Zhuang Mengdie was gone. Looking around, several doors leading to the hall were tightly closed, and he didn't know which one he had gotten into.

"Look, a lot of planes!" the dwarf suddenly pointed out the window with one hand.

Guan Qianjian followed his fingers and saw four or five strange-shaped birds, high or low, circling and going.

"What kind of bird is the 'flying chicken'?" Guan Qianjian was a little confused, "Cannibalism?"

"Don't eat people," the dwarf panicked, "but it kills!"

"I don't think it even has claws, how can it kill people?" Guan Qianjian tilted his head to look at them carefully.

The dwarf jumped to his feet in a hurry: "Don't ask, they have a lot of weapons you don't know, they are very powerful, let's run! Sooner this building will be razed to the ground......"

Guan Qianjian disagreed: "What's that, I can too! I'm afraid of him as a bird." ”

Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen tongues of fire spit out from the plane one after another, and before he could blink an eye, explosions erupted, debris flew wildly, the sound was deafening, and in an instant, the fire was soaring into the sky, the smoke and dust were filled, the heat was unbearable, and he didn't argue about anything.

"Holy shit, use rocket artillery against us!" the dwarf cursed as he wrapped his arms around his head and face.

Guan Qianjian pulled a sword flower, and he was about to fight hard with the opponent for this "one move", and the dwarf shouted urgently: "Lie down, lie down!"

Guan Qianjian looked at his soul and knew that this move was not trivial, thinking that he had just said to himself that he should not be underestimated, he changed his mind and decided to avoid the edge for the time being, and wait until he found out the details.

"Hold me tight!" he yelled at the last moment, picked up the dwarf and lunged forward, almost at the same time, an explosion sounded behind him, and scattered masonry bloomed in the air, drawing lines of death.

In other words, ordinary people, with these things alone, even if they have ten hundred lives, they will not escape death. However, with Guan Qianjian's sword in hand, coupled with the peerless swordsmanship, once it is used, it is like laying a copper wall around the body, and nothing in the world can invade.

Dodging this shot, one after another, a line of shells fired at them. It can be seen that at the beginning, the reason why Zhuang Mengdie was fighting indiscriminately was unorganized, just to disrupt Guan Qianjian's formation and disturb his mind.

This time, Guan Yun and the two were almost in a desperate situation. Although Guan Qianjian's martial arts have reached the realm of transcendent sainthood, the power of the rocket artillery is too great, and the place where he is located is very narrow, and he has to be distracted to protect the dwarf, and in a moment, he has encountered danger.

"Close your eyes, I'll take you out!" Guan Qianjian stared at the flying cannonballs, his legs slightly bent, and his body rose from the ground, piercing through the wall where the shells were opened, and flew between the five planes in an instant.

When the people in the plane saw such a battle, they were so frightened that they exclaimed, and they almost couldn't control themselves and jumped down on their own.

The dwarf originally closed his eyes according to the words, heard the shout, and felt the wind blowing on his face, I don't know what happened, I opened my eyes curiously, and saw that the window of the helicopter was in front of me, and the eyebrows of the people sitting in it were clear and discerning, and then I lowered my head, and the building I was in just now was already smoking under my feet, and then I knew that Sui Guan Qianjian flew into the sky.

He was so frightened that he shouted with the enemy and sang a heavenly chorus.

"Don't be afraid," Guan Qianjian's quiet voice sounded in his ears, "We won't fall, you see how I kill the enemy!"

"But it feels like it's falling," said the dwarf, crying, "it's over, we're going to fall to our death...... I'd rather be burned to ashes than smashed into a meatloaf! Why do you think you're jumping so high? Do you think you're a missile?"

"Three elements are one!" his cry was not loud, but it was followed by a thunderbolt that shattered the sky and shattered the clouds.

Thousands of households in the city all opened their windows and looked out at the sky, "It's a strange thing how such a big thunder can hit in good weather!" they said.

The five planes were shot down, stumbling to the ground with a raging fire and drunkenness.

At that moment, Yunni clearly saw five lightning bolts falling from the sky, as if an antenna had been installed on each plane.

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