The fierce gunfire suddenly erupted, carrying a terrifying and violent atmosphere. The two cultivators who interrogated Fluttershy didn't expect Qiu Le's shot to be aimed at them.

The master's close death fight was originally a battle of the slightest. What's more, these two are both at the level of blue clothes, where will they be the opponents of the long-famous Seven Absolute Spears.

They didn't even have time to scream, and they were blasted into slag by the gunwind and the True Yuan shield. Flesh flies and splatters on Fluttershy's face. She was numb, but now she opened her eyes in confusion.

There was a dead silence, I don't know what happened, everyone just instinctively clenched their weapons.

Tsing Yi Chengfeng shouted in panic: "Master Qiu, what are you doing!"

Qiu Le's spear is held diagonally in front of Fluttershy, and beads of blood drip from the tip of the spear.

"I'm going to take her. He proclaimed in a deep voice.

Cheng Feng was dumbfounded, opened his mouth but couldn't speak. Wang'an Seven Absolute Spears is a person he admires very much, he listened to Qiu Le's story of subduing demons and eliminating demons and cultivated diligently, and finally ranked in Tsing Yi at a young age.

He didn't want to admit it anyway, Qiu Le, who was as jealous as he hated the demon in his heart, would actually kill his own kind for the sake of a little demon.

Cheng Feng fell silent, but others didn't have such good patience. One man stood up with a sword and cursed angrily:

"Kill our people from Beichuan, do you still want to leave now? You have such a big face! Brothers, take it!"

This person's name is Ma Zhiyong, the leader of Tsing Yi in the Beichuan camp, and the deputy of the city lord Yin Chengzhe. As soon as he gave the order, other cultivators rushed up. And Ma Zhi took the lead and stabbed Qiu Le's middle door with a sword.

The sword used by Ma Zhi was infused with true yuan, glowing with a faint white glow, which was obviously an extraordinary product. Compared to the sword, this person's swordsmanship is even more exquisite. This sword is unstable, and it is difficult to understand the truth and the false. It's head-on, and I don't know which place I'm attacking.

The Beichuan family has a big business, and there are more than 30 masters with the strength of Tsing Yi. Ten Tsing Yi accompanied him on this trip, which is already one of the best forces. Ma Zhiyong can be the deputy of Beichuan City, and he is by no means a wasted person.

Qiu Le attacked and killed two Beichuan cultivators for no reason. Although he shot in anger, Ma Zhiyong did not lose his cautiousness. His sword was exquisite, but it only used fifty percent of its strength.

Although he is confident in his swordsmanship, after all, Wang'an Seven Absolute Spears have been famous for a long time. Without knowing the depth, he left fifty percent of his strength as a follow-up move.

Even if one blow fails, as long as Qiu Le is entangled head-on, the other brothers can respond from the side. There is a way that two fists are hard to defeat with four hands, not to mention that now in the camp in Beichuan, there are six Tsing Yi masters surrounding Qiu Le, and there are countless blue clothes.

Ma Zhiyong knew that it was only a matter of time before Qiu Le was taken.

However, he was thinking too much.

A sword with fifty percent strength stabbed into Qiu Le's chest without hindrance, piercing him.

Not even the True Yuan Shield hit.

Ma Zhiyong was stunned.

"Seven Absolute Guns?

Ma Zhi laughed with a good heart, what is the difference between this and killing a chicken.

"Yes, this is the Seven Absolute Guns, Seeking Death. ”

Qiu Le, who was stabbed in the opposite dress, replied lightly. His tone was too indifferent, and Ma Zhiyong raised his head and met Qiu Le's cold gaze.

The situation was not right, Ma Zhiyong immediately drew his sword and tried to retreat. But Qiu Le actually pinned his sword tightly with his ribs, so that he could not succeed.

"Your swordsmanship is very good, dazzling, I can't see clearly.

Fortunately, I didn't need to see it at all. ”

The sword used by Ma Zhi did not cause harm to Qiu Le, the corners of Qiu Le's mouth were bleeding, but he seemed to have no pain, and the hand holding the gun was steady and cold.

That night he left his daughter to the demons, and he fled like a lost dog, surviving in the world. Six years have passed since that night, but Qiu Le's memory is not even a trace of blur.

Because every minute and every second of every day is lived in pain and remorse.

He wanted to die, and he didn't cultivate the True Yuan Shield with the strength of Tsing Yi. He frantically fought to the death with demons, just hoping to die on the battlefield as soon as possible.

But in such a magical era, it is not easy to survive, and it is sometimes not easy to die. The brutal battle did not kill him, but instead achieved the way of the Seven Absolute Guns to seek death. Qiu Le gave up his defense and tempered an extremely strong body in his life.

Ma Zhi used this pair of swords to cut off the vitality of most cultivators, but he could only slightly injure Qiu Le.

Ma Zhiyong had never seen such a deadly style of play, and he actually stuck his weapon with a bone, and Qiu Le's ferocity made him confused.

At this time, Qiu Le had already swept over with a shot.

In a desperate situation, Ma Zhi retreated with his hands, and his body brushed the arc of the Seven Absolute Spears to avoid it.

Although the Seven Absolute Spears take a fierce and fierce path, their moves are not without changes. When Ma Zhi thought he was escaping, the body of the gun was tensed to the extreme and rebounded suddenly.

The whole thing was pumped on his back.

Ma Zhi used his body to light up the light of the True Yuan Shield, and this shot did not seriously injure him. But he was unbalanced by this shot, and he was pinched by Qiu Le's neck.

At this time, other cultivators had already joined the battle group, and when they saw that the leader Ma Zhiyong was in danger, they hurriedly rescued him.

For a while, Qiu Le's body was shrouded in sword light and sword shadows. There were countless random attacks, and he didn't bother to care about it at all, waving the spear in his hand indiscriminately, like driving away flies.

And with the other hand, he pinched Ma Zhiyong's neck and looked at him. Ma Zhiyong seemed to want to say something. Qiu Le couldn't come up with a third hand, so he simply smashed it with a head hammer.

The shield flickered, weakening.

The besieging cultivators attacked Qiu Le more and more vigorously, and the seven spears he wielded indiscriminately certainly couldn't block all the damage. A sword struck him in the right abdomen, and he tightened his muscles to stop the bleeding.

Then another hammer fell from the back of his chest, half of his ribs collapsed, and Qiu Le spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs.

Another violent toxin entered his body out of nowhere, corroding his flesh and making a sizzling sound.

There are countless other small wounds.

The people next to him were attacked like this, and they couldn't die anymore if they died a long time ago. But Qiu Le was stunned and didn't say a word, just a head mallet after a head mallet, like a machine.

Ma Zhiyong didn't have time to think about how to get out, because Qiu Le's headbutt never stopped. The violent impact made him unable to think, and he could only instinctively resist with the True Yuan Shield.

The shield finally has a limit, and with a soft sound, Ma Zhi's shield shattered in a headbutt. On the line of life and death, Ma Zhi opened his eyes wide in horror and stared at Qiu Le, whose face was covered with blood.

"Don't kill me......"

Before he could finish speaking, his skull had been shattered.

Qiu Le dropped Ma Zhiyong's body and staggered to his feet. At this time, the cultivators who were besieging him all stopped their attacks and took a step back in unison.

Qiu Le was seriously injured, and he couldn't see a good place in his body, and there were several short daggers and arrows stuck in his body. Escape a bloody man. It's as if it's going to fall in the next second

But no one thinks about such a dangerous thing as "taking advantage of his illness to kill him".

How powerful Ma Zhiyong was, the Beichuan cultivators present knew it. To be honest, the strength is not necessarily worse than Qiu Le. But Ma Zhi didn't give full play to his ability, so he died of grievance.

Cultivators are all life-saving, and the life-fighting style of the Seven Absolute Spears is terrifying.