Every time the gun and sword struck each other, Lin Yi would feel his heart tremble. Facing the sword shadows that were constantly attacking him from all directions, Lin Yi felt very depressed.
"You shouldn't be a bastard as a human being. Although the opponent's frontal attack can't hurt you, the feeling of being beaten is indeed extremely uncomfortable!"
Lin Yi was shocked. Ma Jiujiang was not like this. Lin Yi's child was only fifteen years old this year and had just entered Xiantian. However, he had already entered Xiantian for ten years and had now reached the middle stage of Xiantian. With the middle stage of Xiantian
In the early stage of the battle against Xiantian, he tried his best and was unable to defeat the opponent, and more importantly, powerful techniques naturally consumed a large amount of Xiantian Yuan. Although the attack lasted only a moment, his Xiantian Yuan was depleted.
It's huge. Although the opponent is forced to defend, he shows no sign of weakness.
"open!"
Just when Ma Jiujiang was still shocked by the power of Lin Yi's Xiantian Yuan, Lin Yi finally couldn't bear the life in this turtle shell and let out a tiger roar.
The huge force of one hundred thousand kilograms of flesh exploded, and the spear danced like a fly and swatted at Ma Jiujiang's head.
"A guy with an early stage of innate talent actually wants to compete with me for strength. You are really looking for death!"
Ma Jiujiang burst into laughter in his heart. The victory or defeat depended on this blow. All the innate true energy in his body was poured into the long sword. The edge of the long sword in his hand suddenly increased to more than ten feet, and he swept it out in response to the blow.
"Jin Yi, kid, go to hell!" Ma Jiujiang already showed a winner's smile.
"Oh no!"
Ma Jiujiang let out a miserable howl. When the sword touched the spear, he realized that he was wrong. He was so wrong. How could a guy with a low level of innate ability have such a powerful force?
In the face of the power, the huge force of 150,000 kilograms that I exerted with all my strength was simply unable to compete with it.
"boom!"
Ma Jiujiang's body fell to the ground like a meteor, and with a loud bang, a two-meter-deep pit was smashed into the ground. Ma Jiujiang's whole body seemed to have died, lying motionless in the pit.
, a robe had already turned into powder under the great force. If he hadn't sensed his vitality, Ji Yi would have really thought that he had been shot to death by himself.
"Hey, Ma Jiujiang, don't you want me to see what the real Fiery Sword Technique is? Don't lie there pretending to be dead, get up quickly!" Lin Yi looked at Ma Jiujiang in the pit with a smile, and finally spoke out.
The feeling of depression in my heart.
"Tweet! Tweet!"
As if cheering for Ji Yi, the little one hovered lightly in the air and shouted softly towards his master.
"Jin Yi! Today, either you die or I die!"
Gritting his teeth and squeezing out a word through his teeth, Ma Jiujiang flew up naked again. At this moment, he was as disgraced and as embarrassed as he could be.
"Don't you know that you are about to die? You are still here talking harsh words to me?" Gently wiping his body to strengthen his body, Ji Yi was like a victorious rooster.
"Well -" Ma Jiujiang let out a deep breath and really didn't dare to speak.
"Hehe, it would be a good choice to recruit another innate master as a follower. Let's do this, Ma Jiujiang. If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, and swear to be my follower from now on, I will consider sparing your life!"
"Bastard!" Ma Jiujiang was helpless. Now he couldn't fight, and he couldn't escape. He never thought that one day, he would end up like this.
Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Perhaps the sins I have done over the years have been too serious and retribution has come!
"No, I can't die like this. If I die, neither my son nor my wife will survive!" When he thought of his wife and children, Ma Jiujiang's heart suddenly felt like fighting again.
He slowly raised his head, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He was two feet away, moving at a very fast speed, and created a strong wind out of thin air.
"It's just a fight between trapped beasts!"
Ji Yi looked at this scene calmly, and the sword light enlarged sharply in his pupils.
Suddenly, he moved!
Phew~ The silver spear traced a fantasy and mysterious trajectory, with faint red light flowing around the trajectory, and the scarlet red tassel also turned into a misty red tassel.
"Qiang!"
The moment the long sword collided with the long spear, Ma Jiujiang felt that his power suddenly failed, and his strength was completely discharged to the side.
"Ah!" Ma Jiujiang exclaimed, "What kind of shooting technique is this? Where has all my strength gone?"
"Haha, let me open your eyes and see what the real Kung Fu is!"
The sound of cold shouts echoed in the empty countryside, and a sharply rotating gun shadow magnified in his pupils. It was as if there was only one gun left between the world and the world. The surrounding air also rotated extremely quickly with the gun, and even formed a
A small whirlwind formed.
"Ah~" Ma Jiujiang let out an angry roar, as if trying desperately to block the gun shadow.
But, it’s no use!
"Pfft! The sound of the gun tip piercing flesh and blood was clearly heard.
Wandering Dragon Spear - Poison Dragon Diamond!
"Ah" a low and painful voice sounded. Ma Jiujiang stepped back with a look of horror on his face. He looked at Ji Yi in front of him in disbelief. What kind of marksmanship is this? Is it a legendary holy level skill?
, No, maybe it’s a legendary god-level skill.
The bright red blood instantly dyed half of his body red, and a bloody hole appeared on his shoulder blade. Blood gurgled out. At this moment, the long sword in his hand was lying quietly on the ground.
"call!"
A sea of fire appeared out of thin air and instantly covered Ma Jiujiang's whole body. "Ah!" A miserable howl came from his mouth. In pain and struggling, Ma Jiujiang rolled violently on the ground.
The innately strong man, the master of the General Palace, the man who once turned his hands to make clouds and rain on Mount Ulan Batu, died just like that. He died cleanly and nothing was left.
"Let's go!" Let's see how the situation is over there?
Gently putting the little one on his shoulder, Ji Yi slowly flew towards the depths of the mountain.
There are 50,000 bandits in the General's Palace. Although all of them usually talk about hanging their heads on their waistbands, today, facing an even more bloody massacre, they are afraid.
Only 500 people came from the Linjiazhuang side. Under the leadership of the clan leader Lin Che, they were slaughtered and they completely lost their will to resist. In the village, the venue usually used for martial arts performances was pitch dark, and they knelt for more than three days.
Thousands of people.
Everyone lowered their heads and almost stuffed them into their crotches. The clan leader, Lin Zhe, was suspended in the air, looking down at the crowd below like a god.