Chapter 50: Thermal Spiritual Weapons
Qin Tian's words were incomprehensible, but the loneliness in his words was real, and anyone could clearly feel the loneliness of the cold in the heights.
"Stupid!"
Zhang Feng's abrupt words broke Qin Tian's atmosphere, and said with disdain: "If you can say this, either you have a problem with your head, or you are a fool, pretending to force you to take something real!"
Qin Tian smiled faintly, "Okay, mortals have limited knowledge after all, how can you know how I feel when you are an ant, an ant who doesn't even know what the sky is." ”
Anger suddenly rose in Zhang Feng's heart, and Qin Tian was calm and even with mocking words, igniting the anger of the explosion, "What are you pretending!"
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Feng's right fist erupted with a strong white light, and the tiger roar was deafening.
White Tiger Fist!
The basic martial arts of the White Tiger Battalion, cultivated to the extreme, can collapse a three-story building with one punch.
Although Zhang Feng failed to cultivate to the extreme, he was already able to send out the fist shadow of the White Tiger, and the lethality could directly shatter the two-story building.
"Die!"
Under the shocked gaze of everyone, Zhang Feng hit Qin Tian with his right fist, detonating the discussion present.
"This ...... It's a martial art?!A martial art that can make a tiger roar, I'm afraid it's extraordinary, right?"
"Extraordinary?!Are you stupid!The martial arts of the White Tiger Battalion, where can the outside world be comparable to the martial arts?"
"What did I see, the martial arts of the military and political White Tiger Battalion!!"
When the shocking discussion sounded, Zhang Feng's furious White Tiger Fist also hit Qin Tian, bursting out with terrifying fist power, the tables around him were overturned, and even some delicate women couldn't stand steadily, and were taken away from place by the fist wind.
Some of the martial artists staggered back, squinting and not being able to see the direction of Qin Tian in the center.
Zhang Feng laughed wildly and said disdainfully: "Pretending to be forced, you don't look at the consequences of pretending to be forced in front of me, Lao Tzu kindly invited you to enter the White Tiger Camp, but you pretended to be forced in front of Lao Tzu, and you are not afraid of no bones!"
As Zhang Feng's wild laughter sounded, the people present also felt pity at the same time.
Of course, it was not against Zhang Feng, but for Qin Tian's pity.
Pity Qin Tian's stupid behavior and bury his life, if he was smarter, maybe he wouldn't have buried his life at all.
What a pity!
Everyone sighed in their hearts, and a good life was buried because of the quarrel.
The world of warriors is so cruel, if you dare to provoke the strong, the consequence is that there are no bones!
Qin Tian is such a weak person, not only provoking the strong, but also a person from the White Tiger Battalion, and even more looking for death.
If anyone of them was present, and their identities were unclear, they would definitely not dare to mess around, nor would they dare to pretend to be like this.
It's a pity that Qin Tian is not them, Qin Tian is a brainless existence in their eyes.
The white light gradually dissipated, and Zhang Feng was still laughing wildly, but when all the white light in front of him dissipated, his laughter stopped dumbly.
Because Qin Tian was actually intact.
"How is that possible?!"
Zhang Feng's eyes widened, and his eyes were incredible.
The people around them were the same, looking at Qin Tian in surprise one by one, and the sound of gasping for air sounded.
He ...... This is going to be counterattacked again?!"
"Under the White Tiger Fist, it is actually intact!!"
"Is this a person? I couldn't even bear the strong wind just now, but he was intact!!"
In the banquet hall, everyone was surprised by Qin Tian's terror, but no one doubted the terror of Zhang Feng's White Tiger Fist, because a bottomless ditch appeared on the ground where Qin Tian was standing.
However, in the terrifying lethality, the position where Qin Tian was standing was intact, and even the tiles on the ground were not damaged in the slightest.
He Houlin suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, this won't be another pit, right?
How many times has this been?
Isn't there anyone who can suppress this devil?
How can such a terrifying person exist?!
He didn't remember at all how many times this was the case, every time Qin Tian or the people involved appeared, they would ruin what had been planned.
He Houlin quietly took a step back, wanting to hide in the crowd and find an opportunity to leave.
The White Tiger Fist had already shown Qin Tian's terror, but the other party was not damaged at all, which showed that its terror was not something that Zhang Feng could suppress at all.
In this obviously unfavorable situation, he certainly had to be prepared to escape.
However, just as he stepped back, he bumped into a rickety figure, He Houlin turned his head in shock, and then saw Wang Xu showing an old but cold smile, and then there was a sharp pain in his neck, and he fell into a coma in front of him.
As for Zhang Feng, he finally came back to his senses from his sluggishness at this moment, took a deep breath, and said, "I have to admit that you are terrifying, but now is not the era of only emphasizing force. ”
After speaking, Zhang Feng raised his hand and pulled out a silver pistol from his waist, but the pistol was covered with all kinds of patterns.
Qin Tian looked at it in surprise, "This is an outstanding spiritual weapon of this era?"
"Spirit weapon?" Zhang Feng sneered, "That thing in ancient times was indeed called a spirit weapon, but this thing can't become a spirit weapon, because it is much more convenient than a spirit weapon, and its lethality is too terrifying, every bullet represents a martial art, and it doesn't need to be driven by itself!"
"Oh? ”
Qin Tian smiled faintly, and then walked towards Zhang Feng step by step, not afraid of the other party rushing to his head.
"Look for death!"
Zhang Feng grimaced his face and spit out two words, and the lines on the silver pistol in his hand also lit up, and a white light appeared in the mouth, and the same tiger roar sounded, but it was even sharper.
Everyone was blindfolded, and only some people from big families knew what Zhang Feng was in his hands.
A product of the progress of the times, known as the Thermospiritual Weapon!
Being able to compress a terrifying martial art into a small bullet and burst out with a more terrifying lethality than ordinary martial arts, relatively, the crosshairs are not good, and it is useless.
But Qin Tian died, and he was not afraid at all to get closer and closer to grab the mouth.
Whoosh –
A white ray burst out in an instant, and the tiger roar pierced the heavens and the earth sharply, causing the ears of everyone present to lose their ears for a short time.
However, one by one, their eyes were fixed on Qin Tian.
The counterattacks again and again have shaken everyone, how many miracles does this man have to create?
Can it still work a miracle this time?
In just a few tenths of a second, the speed of light of the White Tiger Fist martial technique compressed by the heat spirit weapon was already close to Qin Tianmei's heart.
"Dead !!"
Zhang Feng roared in his heart, staring at Qin Tian, he didn't believe it!
The hot spirit weapon is the nemesis of the martial artist, the bullet compressed by the White Tiger Fist, if it is confronted head-on, even the Danwu Realm can be killed in an instant, and the head will burst.
Even if you don't dodge the end of the world, you will be hit hard!
He doesn't believe it! He doesn't believe that Qin Tian can still be unscathed!!
However, the result made Zhang Feng show a ghostly expression, and there was a deathly silence around him, and he didn't come back to his senses for more than ten minutes.