Then the man holding the gun turned his right hand and swung his shot. He was shocked to the point where he fell down the spear. The Wutian Mage flew with fearless fingers.

"Bang!" Another loud noise was heard, and the man in the mask fell back with his gun. The Wutian master also rarely took three steps back and coughed and bleeding. At this moment, six men in black who were eager to protect the master slashed at Wutian. The Wutian master's fingers swung out to dissolve the other party's exquisite hooking technique one by one.

The Fengyun Club of six men in black broke to the ground, making a jingle sound, and they also fell and flew out everywhere. Although they were following the masked man, they still could not withstand the attack of the lawless mage and "snatch!"

The six people turned over and stood up, half kneeled on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood and no longer had the ability to fight.

Master Wutian was still calm and calm, and his only soft cough showed that his body was almost collapsed.

And in the dust all over the sky, the roar made another sound, and the long spear drew a strange arc. The masked man regained his might and attacked the Wuyan Mage in a very short time.

The gun was sharp! The gesture of the Wutian Magister Wu realized something, so the stabbing of this gun was less thick than before, and more calm and magnanimous. A hint of praise flashed across the face of Master Wutian, and then he took a step forward, raised his sword finger openly, and drew a circle in the air.

This circle just slowed down the speed of the spear tip. When the gun body attack stumbled slightly, Wutian's body retracted.

His fingers scratched the gun body and went down, and he immediately arrived in front of the man holding the gun. The latter shouted violently, raised his left hand, and blocked the attack at the sword without dodging.

"Pu!" The palm was like a stunning rainbow, and it was hitting the sword fingers of Wutian Master. After all, the fingers and palms intersected, but there was no sound.

As if two weapons were stuck together, the next second, the man holding the gun shouted softly, and his right hand quickly launched the gun, and his palm gently hit the Wuyan Wu's chest.

Although this palm looked very light and weak, Master Wuyan's clothes turned into ashes as the palm fell.

His bones made a dense "crackling" sound. As the shaking of the body of Master Wutian, a smile remained shaking his shoulder without arms, and bounced his opponent out.

Blood flowed out from the seven orifices of the man holding a gun like a stream. The two of them, which seemed to be light and light, actually showed their lifelong skills.

The man in the mask thought that one more hand could overwhelm the Wutian Mage, but he was still shocked and bleeding from the seven holes. The Wutian Mage's power made him sigh.

However, Wu Tian's master was ruined and had already fought against a hundred people, so it was difficult to gather strength when he encountered this attack.

He sat down slowly in the corpse, then looked at the masked man and dozens of men in black and smiled indifferently: "This battle is over, and I have no strength anymore."

"Let's take action."

The man in the mask wiped off the blood from his face, endured the pain and knelt straight on his knees to Master Wutian. He was sincere, decisive, sincere, and unconcealed respect: "The master is enlightened, benevolent and righteous, and is a blessing for the people of the world. There is no way to express our respect today. Please accept our worship!"

"Kneel!" Dozens of people knelt down and kowtowed heavily to the Master Wutian who was waiting for life and death. When they raised their heads, there was a blood on each of them's forehead and tears that had never been wiped away. They all respected the sword crazy in front of them, knowing that this was the pride of Liang Kingdom and a role model in each of them.
Chapter completed!