"not good!"

In the high-rise building, Tan Qingquan's expression changed drastically.

The flying sword under the control of the Yin God turned rapidly and shot straight into the sky.

As the white waves scattered around the tip of the sword, its sword speed suddenly increased to nearly one thousand meters per second, trying to get rid of the laser-like flying fire meteors.

This kind of speed.

Exceeds the bullet speed of close-in defense artillery.

You know, the length of flying swords is often less than one meter.

And the maximum speed reaches kilometers per second.

A one-meter target travels at a speed of one thousand meters. If the close-in defense gun wants to form a 100% barrage interception, it is equivalent to dividing one thousand by one. That is, the barrage interception ratio of one bullet is only 0.01, and it takes one second.

It would take Zhong pouring thousands of rounds of bullets to completely kill such a target.

The 1130 close-in defense cannon, which is as powerful as it has been in hand since ancient times, has a maximum rate of fire of only 180 rounds per second, which means that the probability of interception per second is only 18%.

Not to mention that flying swords are more flexible and changeable than missiles, and can make interception more difficult through various maneuvers.

This shows the deterrent effect of flying swords.

But now, as the artistic conception rises, people from ancient times to modern times seem to have the ability to "predict" the trajectory of flying swords.

Not only was Tan Qingquan's flying sword easily targeted and shot, but he was also successfully hit, forcing his flying sword to turn and dodge.

only,

Useless.

"Zizzizi!"

Relying on the mysterious artistic conception, holding the close-range anti-cannon and turning slightly, Tan Qingquan's flying sword seemed to crash into the barrage poured out by the close-range anti-cannon.

No matter how he manipulates the flying sword to change direction or break through, there will always be bullets shooting sparks from the flying sword.

If it weren't for the fact that the flying sword in Tan Qingquan's hand had both the characteristics of breaking through the air and being tough, it would have been blown up by the volley at this moment. "Throughout the ages! How dare you kill each other in the same sect!?'

Tan Qingquan's angry roar came from the building.

"Fathers fighting against each other?"

The look of indifference throughout the ages:

"I have brought hundreds of experts and two close-in defense guns to Baihe City. You said this, and you don't realize it.

Is it too late?’

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you!?"

Tan Qingquan's eyes sparkled with light.

He didn't know what method had been used to lock his Baixi sword at all times throughout the ages, but he realized that if he continued to hide like this, even if his spiritual sword contained the "toughness" property, it would still be torn to pieces by this terrifying metal storm.

therefore

"kill!'

With a low roar, Tan Qingquan's Yin God burned fiercely

The sword speed, which was already close to one thousand meters, unexpectedly increased again, breaking through the shackles of one thousand meters, reaching one thousand one, and even one thousand two hundred meters per second.

At this terrifying speed, someone as powerful as Lian Shen could only vaguely see the shadow of some flying swords. If he were to hold the pill, he would not be able to capture the location of the flying swords at all.

Carrying the explosion caused by Yin Shen's burning, Tan Qingquan's sword turned rapidly, breaking through the sound barrier in an instant, crossing the distance between the flying sword and the past and present with incredible speed.

km!

Six hundred meters!

Three hundred meters!

At the moment when the flying sword hit Gu Jinlai a hundred meters in front of him, Gu Jinlai raised his head slightly.

A brilliant divine light surged out from his body.

In Tan Qingquan's perception of the Yin God, a halo of the sun seemed to appear behind him throughout the ages.

Immediately afterwards, an unprecedented burst of light spread out, washing away, annihilating the Yin spirit, destroying consciousness, and hit the Baixi sword thirty meters in front of him.

Eternal curse.

Different from the Great Sun Eternal Glory and the Eternal Heavenly Curse, they are single soul secret techniques.

At all times in the past, it has been basically locked, unable to catch the flying swords of the great cultivators of the God Transformation. Even if the flying swords get close, they can only rely on the range-based skills of the Great Sun Divine Light to block them.

But now

Using spirituality to simulate the artistic conception, his perception of the outside world increased geometrically. With the help of this perception lock, he allowed the Baixi Sword to complete the breakthrough, and shot an eternal curse at the moment when he shot to his side.

‘Boom!’

There was a roar like a bell in the spiritual world!

The flying sword that Tan Qingquan shot was like being hit by a nuclear bomb. The endless brilliance mixed with the high temperature that annihilated everything instantly destroyed the spirituality of the Baixi sword and the Yinshen attached to the Baixi sword.

like

The sand sculpture in front of the tsunami will collapse at the first touch.

Tan Qingquan's Yin Shen didn't even have time to let out a shrill scream, and it quickly melted in front of this blazing and bright light.

"Buzz!"

From ancient times to the present, he suddenly stretched out two fingers.

The Yin God has been annihilated, and the spiritual Baixi Sword is firmly clamped between the index finger and middle finger, making it difficult to move.

"ah!'

The backlash of Yin Shen's collapse caused Tan Qingquan in the tall building ahead to scream in pain.

But it has never been paid attention to since ancient times.

He glanced at the Baixi Sword, which had been hit by at least a dozen or even dozens of bullets but was still not torn apart, and sincerely praised it, "Good sword."

Then, he turned his eyes to the direction where the scream came from and smiled slightly: "Thank you, the elder, for sending me the flying sword.

As he spoke, the muzzle of the close-range defense cannon in his hand, which was originally used to block the Baixi Sword, turned.

“Zizzizi!’

Flame jet.

Countless metal bullet casings poured down, making a "clinking" sound as they fell to the ground.

This laser beam-like flying fireball merged with a close-range anti-cannon, and shot straight towards the flying sword that was always a thousand meters away, as if to contain him.

Although the great monk who controlled the flying sword appeared to be cautious and maintained a sufficient dodge distance, as the firepower net of the two close-range anti-cannons intertwined, in less than half a second, firelight burst out.

The flying sword that was hit paused for a moment, and was instantly torn apart by the torrent of barrages that followed.

When he shot the flying sword, his figure showed no sluggishness at all. His feet exploded with strength, and his three-meter-tall body was like a demon, carrying billowing evil energy as he rushed straight towards the tall building.

During the charge, the two close-in defense guns were still firing on all cylinders, and the torrent of barrages was unleashed towards the tall buildings like a storm.

Even though this high-rise building is made of precious materials, under the torrent of barrage, wood chips are still flying and rocks and earth are flying. Even some walls made of bricks and stones collapsed under the torrent of barrage.

broken.

In just a few seconds, this tall building, which was considered luxurious even in Baihe City, was already filled with shabby holes.

"Bang!"

Stone chips were flying.

Dust filled the air.

A figure who thought he could avoid being shot by close-range anti-aircraft guns by hiding in the building suddenly flew out from inside, and seemed to be trying to break through with the help of the smoke and dust.

It is Ye Yiren, the great monk of the Taihe Sword Sect who transforms into gods.

But the smoke and dust could not produce any hindrance effect at all under the lock of the close-range defense cannon’s tracking spirit. The muzzle of the close-range defense cannon turned... "Zizzizi!'

Flames more than two meters long spurted out from the muzzle again.

"Gu Tianjun... have mercy on me

Ye Yiren's frightened shouts came from the smoke.

The next moment, the true energy dispersed, and bright red blood burst out from the smoke.

Ye Yiren, who had jumped out of the tall building, was still in the air. Before he could land, his whole body had been completely destroyed by laser-like bullets, and was then completely torn into pieces.

However, when Gu Jinlai was shooting at Ye Yiren, Tan Qingquan suddenly jumped out of the high-rise building that was almost in ruins in another direction, rose and fell at an extremely fast speed, and ran wildly in another direction.

that direction

It's where the third red dot is.

"Want to leave!?"
To be continued...