Zhuo Junyan always takes action as soon as he says so.
What’s more, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year!
The first battle of the new year is a good time to kill people. Strike with force and take lives as fashionable!
In the pounding gunfire, bullets surged like a spring tide!
"Bastard!" Feng Poyun roared and slapped the box, and several flying swords flew up at the same time.
But at this time, Zhuo Junyan had already activated the burst mode and fired all the bullets at Feng Poyun in one go.
Feng Poyun had just summoned the flying sword into the air, but before he could stab it out, he fell down covered in blood and died just like that.
Dead?
A fourth-level martial arts master actually died so easily.
Everyone was stunned.
Isn't this too easy to die?
At this moment, a dark shadow rushed out from the crowd, like a mist, drifting in and out.
A palm pressed against Zhuo Junyan's back.
Zhuo Junyan's clothes fluttered and he refused to retreat.
This palm pressed on Zhuo Junyan's back, and Zhuo Junyan's clothes were torn to pieces, flying like a butterfly.
Zhuo Junyan spat out a mouthful of blood and rushed towards the high platform.
Blood spilled forever!
On the high platform, the swords flew up automatically without anyone controlling them. At that moment, the sun shone and turned into shadows of swords falling all over the sky.
Zhuo Junyan shouted: "Kill me, and you won't know how to use this weapon!"
The shadow of the sword dissipated, and nineteen swords flew in the air, circling wildly around Zhuo Junyan, but they were nowhere to be found.
Zhuo Junyan had landed on the high platform and hugged Zhang Qijin, but he took off his clothes and put them on himself.
Only then did everyone see that the person who attacked Zhuo Junyan was a middle-aged man in black.
He was unarmed, but with a casual move, all the swords in the sky fell into his hands. With a wave of his hand, they floated behind him like a peacock spreading its tail, forming a huge shield of swords.
Standing with his hands behind his back, his momentum was concentrated, showing a simple and long face, which made him quite elegant.
Zhuo Junyan smiled: "You are Feng Poyun."
He was attacked from behind and severely injured.
But he still laughed, smiling happily, as if the red patch of blood in front of him was not the blood he vomited.
Feng Poyun snorted: "The ruthlessness of your attack is beyond my expectation, but there is no way you can escape from my Wuzhishan."
As he spoke, he stepped forward like walking on the clouds, flying all the way across the high platform.
What a one-handed step!
Looking at the body of the man in white, he said solemnly: "The rumors are true. Your hidden weapon is so fast that even I can't control it. If you are given a chance to sneak attack, unless I luckily protect myself in advance, I will inevitably be injured."
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Zhuo Junyan smiled and said: "So you will still be injured? The fourth level is still unable to resist my gun, so you are not a person who is good at defense."
Sects all over the world have different methods. Baijianzhuang is good at controlling swords, but his physical strength and self-protection methods may not be as good as Xie Beicang's.
Feng Poyun didn't care: "You have already lost!"
Zhuo Junyan threw away the gun in his hand: "Yes, I lost, the gun is yours."
Feng Poyun made a move with his hand, and the gun flew up and fell into his hand.
He pointed the gun at Zhuo Junyan and pulled the trigger, but found that it did not pull.
"Huh?" Feng Poyun was surprised.
"I told you, there is a special method."
"The method is to leave you with a whole body."
"Let them go!"
Feng Poyun turned to Zhang Qijin and others: "Get out!"
Zhang Qijin looked at Zhuo Junyan excitedly: "Boss, I won't leave!"
Zhuo Junyan smiled and said: "Your mission has been completed. How can I kill Feng Poyun if you stay here?"
Hearing this, Feng Poyun also smiled: "I really want to see how you can turn the tide in this situation."
As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and his internal energy surged, sending Zhang Qijin and others out of the high platform.
He is good at controlling objects, and combined with his own internal strength, he can lift heavy objects with ease.
Zhuo Junyan can’t do it!
At least we can't do it now!
Feng Poyun strode towards Zhuo Junyan: "Can we talk now?"
Zhuo Junyan walked a few steps to the side, leaned against a pillar on the high platform, and said casually: "You can shoot if you turn on the safety."
"What?" Feng Poyun was confused.
Zhuo Junyan stretched out his hand: "Give me the gun and I will make it for you."
Feng Poyun thought for a moment, and with this distance and his reaction, even if Zhuo Junyan wanted to kill him suddenly, he would be able to deal with it, so he handed the gun to Zhuo Junyan.
Zhuo Junyan pointed at the safety on the gun body and said, "Did you see this? This is the safety. Push this up and you can shoot. Try it."
After a demonstration, the gun was handed over to Feng Poyun.
Feng Poyun took it doubtfully, turned on the safety, fired a shot elsewhere, and heard a soft click.
This time it really started, but nothing was fired.
Feng Poyun was confused: "What's going on?"
"There are no bullets in the magazine." Zhuo Junyan leaned over, pointed at the magazine on the gun and said, "This is the magazine. You need to load bullets into it. I'll teach you how to take it out first."
He was good at teaching and spoke sincerely, setting an example for Feng Poyun.
Feng Poyun was also an old man, and he had an inexplicable bad feeling in his heart.
Isn’t this person too cooperative?
Suddenly he thought of something and looked at Zhuo Junyan: "Isn't this the gun that killed Luo Chifeng?"
Zhuo Junyan smiled: "Indeed not."
Feng Poyun's pupils widened slightly: "And you are not the only one who can use the gun?"
Zhuo Junyan smiled and turned around: "Of course not."
not good!
Feng Poyun realized that something was wrong, so he raised his energy and jumped into the air.
boom!
A huge gunshot sounded from the window not far away.
Amidst the smoke, a huge blood hole appeared in Feng Poyun's abdomen.
"Ouch!!!" Feng Poyun let out the most painful roar since his debut.
"Bastard! Despicable! Shameless!" Feng Poyun howled wildly and flew into the sky.
At the same time, Zhuo Junyan pushed hard on the high platform and retreated towards the rear. As he was flying back, the high platform suddenly exploded, setting off flames that shot into the sky, and waves of air swept across all directions.
High explosives!
It was on the high platform. The Spirit Weaver Bird found it but didn't recognize it.
The turbulent air waves pushed Zhuo Junyan further, and Zhuo Junyan felt that his whole body was burning.
After all, he was unable to completely escape the range of the high explosives, and the iron shirt shattered again, flying out like a cannonball under the impact of the air waves.
He fell heavily to the ground, rolled on the spot, raised his hand and threw another grenade.
At the same time, a figure rushed out fiercely from the flames, it was Feng Poyun.
He's not dead yet!
A big hole was punched in his abdomen by a sniper rifle, and he was hit by high explosives at the same time. But precisely because he was shot by a sniper rifle first, Feng Poyun immediately activated the body-protecting martial art Ningyungang.
The fourth-level martial artist has reached the point where he has refined his Qi for hundreds of years. Combined with the different techniques, even though Wanjian Sect does not follow the path of strengthening the body, the body-protecting and defensive martial arts of Ningyungang are still powerful, like an air wall, which can resist
Blow!
His strong defense ability offset a lot of damage for him, and he managed to withstand this terrifying explosion, but Ningyungang was eventually shattered by the explosion.
At this moment, a man with disheveled hair and covered in blood rushed out, bathed in flames, as wild as an eagle, and full of momentum, but the more injured he was, the more terrifying he became!
Zhuo Junyan stared at Zhuo Junyan with his eyes wide open. Before he could take action, he saw a grenade flying towards him.
Although he didn't know the object, Feng Poyun also knew that it was not a good thing. With a slight thought in his mind, he actually pushed the grenade back to Zhuo Junyan under the influence of the object.
Zhuo Junyan also didn't expect that Feng Poyun could crack it under such circumstances and activate the Object Control Technique again.
His ability to control objects was not as good as Feng Poyun's, so he used a clever move to flick the grenade into the air.
The next moment, the grenade exploded in the air, forming a shock wave again.
Red clouds rolled in all directions, frightening everyone to retreat.
Feng Poyun was stunned: "The art of controlling objects? How is it possible?"
He actually knows how to control animals!
Zhuo Junyan had already run towards the small building where the shot was fired in the distance.
"Scarfaced kid, die!" Feng Poyun roared like thunder.
The sword array circled in the sky, roaring like rain, chasing down.
Zhuo Junyan closed his eyes, and another object was thrown out. Feng Poyun habitually used the object control technique again to prevent the object from getting closer, but the next moment the object exploded, revealing an astonishing white light.
Flashbang!
A huge flash of light lit up, and Feng Poyun's eyes were almost blinded by the light. He could no longer see Zhuo Junyan's position clearly, so he could only chase him based on his feeling.
Plop! Plop! Plop!
The long sword stabbed down, creating a long forest of swords behind Zhuo Junyan.
One of the long swords caught up with Zhuo Junyan and pierced his chest. Zhuo Junyan let out a painful groan.
Blood surges!
A palm, an explosion, and a sword. If Zhuo Junyan's life had any value, it would have hit rock bottom now.
But he continued to rush forward regardless, and waved to the front, and a big gun was dropped from the window.
Zhuo Junyan jumped to catch the big gun, pulled the bolt, and a bullet automatically jumped up and entered the barrel of the gun.
Zhuo Junyan turned around with the sniper rifle in hand, and saw Feng Poyun breaking through the light mist to kill, his long sword flying in the air, forming a sword array again, the cold light was cold, and the murderous intent was soaring into the sky.