The loud singing indulges in love, drinking and killing people with laughter and laughing.
Eight major sects have fallen down and one has been reduced, and Zhuo Junyan's body has also been sieve.
The dense blood holes make people shocked and their hearts afraid of the cold.
Why doesn't he die if he is injured?
Wu Liangshui looked at Yuan Haojing, and Yuan Haojing looked at a subordinate beside him.
Ghost Eye Peng Ziguang is one of the three demon blades of the Blood Hall.
Eyes, hands, heart poison, also known as the Three Poisons Sword.
Peng Ziguang lowered his head and said, "I was indeed injured, there is nothing false, but this person's defense is strong and his recovery is far beyond his imagination."
Wu Liangshui asked in a low voice: "How long can we last?"
Peng Ziguang thought for a while and replied: "Just see now, there are up to twenty guns."
Twenty guns!
That's just four or five more people.
Wu Liangshui nodded: "Continue!"
Another round of lottery draws.
However, at this moment, Fan Zhennan, who had already surrendered, suddenly said: "Wait a minute!"
Um?
Everyone looked at Fan Zhennan.
Fan Zhennan walked forward, took out a sign and said, "Use my sign."
Yuan Haojing's expression changed: "What do you mean?"
Fan Zhennan looked at him coldly: "I remember you chose the previous sign. Why are the people in the Blood Hall and the Ten Killing Kings so lucky, and they have not been drawn yet?"
Hearing this, everyone looked at Yuan Haojing at the same time.
Yuan Haojing was angry: "Do you doubt me?"
Fan Zhennan sneered: "If you don't do anything, then it's okay to change the signature, right?"
Yuan Haojing suddenly looked at Zhuo Junyan.
He knew that a rude woman like Fan Zhennan would not be so careful.
It must be Zhuo Junyan!
Damn guy.
Zhuo Junyan still got up and drank, and continued to sing: "I used to ride a horse in Chang'an and fight for wine in the ten streets..."
It seems that everything at this moment has nothing to do with him, only the endless passion is still indulging in your mind, letting you make a fool of yourself.
Wu Liangshui also knew that it was difficult to ride a tiger at this moment. If he didn't change it, it would not be something that could not be carried out in the gambling battle. He was afraid that he would immediately rebel. He finally made up his mind and said in a deep voice: "Then change!"
When it comes to methods, Wu Liangshui and the others naturally have them, but now everyone is staring at them, and all kinds of strange tricks are there. The first thing they are to defend against is that if they are caught, they are afraid they will be forced to the gambling platform.
This time, it really depends on luck.
In the first round of lottery, Yuan Haojing looked at the sign in his hand and suddenly changed color.
It turned out to be myself!?
How could it be?
How is that possible?
He suddenly looked at Zhuo Junyan, was it him?
This person has the ability to control things. If the spiritual sense is strong enough, he can lock the tag and secretly use his tricks and feet. He is very likely to exchange the tag into his own hands.
Yes or not, he doesn't know.
But he knew that even if he said it, no one would be willing to accept it.
Zhang Huang looked around and saw everyone staring at him.
Yuan Haojing whispered: "Zi Guang, Yingnan!"
But they saw the two behind them retreating at the same time.
The ghostly eyes Peng Ziguang and the distracted mind Ma Lu Yingnan are all his important generals, beloved and loyal generals!
Yuan Haojing once thought that they would die for themselves!
Death without complaints!
But now, he understands.
They are just willing to fight for themselves, but they are not willing to die for themselves!
Blood Hall is good at assassination and not good at fighting hard!
Even Yuan Haojing was not sure that he could hold up eight shots like Fan Zhennan.
So what if you can withstand it?
Peng Ziguang said that this person can still be strong twenty shots!
Damn it!
Yuan Haojing was angry: "Do you stupid people really think that Zhuo Junyan will fight to the end with you?"
Unfortunately, someone said this before, and the person who said this was bet on the gambling stage by Yuan Haojing himself.
Now that it is his turn, he will see all the eight major sects sects slashing their swords at the same time, showing their aura, and showing their momentum.
If he doesn't go, he will kill him!
Yuan Haojing is extremely fast and has a very fast body movement, but at this moment he is in the crowd, with boundless internal force rolls, and is under strong pressure. Even with peerless light skills, it is difficult to break through.
He obviously used the crowd to deal with Zhuo Junyan, but he didn't expect that he would be kidnapped by everyone!
Zhuo Junyan still sang loudly: "The dream is illuminating the beacon fire, and I will try the new crown tonight. If the soul is broken on the battlefield and there will be no loss of land, who will be immortal, and the golden sword will also be dyed with rust..."
The next moment, under the heavy murderous intent and the fierce threat, Yuan Haojing finally sat on the gambling platform.
"Zhuo Junyan..." he shouted.
Bang!
Gunshot.
Yuan Haojing has been shot.
Zhuo Junyan turned his hand and shot him again.
Empty gun.
"The destiny of heaven should be like a lonely geese wandering."
Bang!
"I will do my best to the world."
Bang!
"Sing with your heart and pour the Beidou in the jade cup."
Six shots in a row, but three shots hit Yuan Haojing.
Yuan Haojingkong has a peerless skill and boundless light body technique, but he has unprecedented bad luck. All three live ammunitions are in his body!
How could it be?
He is at the peak of the transformation realm. He has unparalleled body skills, outstanding martial arts, fierce attacks, and full of methods, but relying on defense to fight hard is really not his strength!
Three shots are your limit.
He glared at Zhuo Junyan, who was already on the verge of re-impression: "I wish to guard the rivers and mountains for thousands of miles!"
Finally, I finished singing the last sentence and pointed it at the gun again.
Yuan Haojing shouted: "I am willing to surrender!"
At a critical moment, he finally thought of a solution.
Surrender without killing!
My martial arts are higher than Fan Zhennan, and my power is greater than him. I am willing to surrender to you. What reason do you have to not?
Bang!
In the blast of gunfire, Yuan Haojing flew out, flew across Changtian, and fell heavily to the ground.
"You..." He let out a last breath and looked at Zhuo Junyan in disbelief.
Zhuo Junyan sneered: "I don't care about you!"
flutter!
Yuan Haojing vomited a mouthful of blood and closed his eyes.
A generation of killing gods, the king-killing demon blade, and the bloody hall master Yuan Haojing died!
After retracting the gun, Zhuo Junyan smiled and said, "Continue!"
Another round of lottery draw.
This time it turned out to be distracted Ma Lu Yingnan.
All things in the world can be blocked, but the most difficult thing to prevent is distracted.
Ma Lu Yingnan, who was born in the Soul-Seeing Sect, had a pair of Soul-Seeing Eyes and a Deadly Sword.
If you fight him, you can't look at him.
After seeing it, he lost his spirit and plundered his soul.
There is also the technique of hiding the trace, which is the most difficult thing for people to defend against.
When Gui Xiaomao fought Feng Liangchun, he was the one who was in the crowd.
Unfortunately, even if he has thousands of means, he will be useless and useless on this roulette of life and death.
He looked around in a daze and no one asked, and he could only force himself to bet on survival.
After eight shots, Lu Yingnan died!
Next, there is the Hummer Yang Hongdong, another good player under Wu Liangshui, who is also a thousand-mile straitor. He has a fast body movement, a strong inner breath, and a long breath. He is known as the Red Rabbit among men. He runs thousands of miles and is born as a commander soldier.
And all the way to the current status.
After nine shots, he was ordered to return westward.
After changing the signs, the luck of the Blood Hall and Wu Liangshui seemed to have been used up all of a sudden. They all used up their good hands and went down one by one.
Although Zhuo Junyan has been shot, he has never fallen.
When Zhuo Junyan was shot twenty more times, his body was already shaking, and he seemed to be at the end of his strength, but he was just immortal!
For this reason, Wu Liangshui kept looking at Peng Ziguang's ghostly eyes. Peng Ziguang stared at Zhuo Junyan with his eyes fixed on him, and just said, "He is already in a diminished state and is almost out of reach. The next one is probably going to die."
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He said this three times, and the result was: Jin Shierlang, a quick sword in the Atrium, died! He was so entangled with Qi Chongtao!
You, the deputy leader of the Blood Hall, fought bloody battles and died!
Peng Ziguang just murmured: He is almost dead.
But Zhuo Junyan just couldn't fall.
The blood was still dripping, and the song was indulged in pleasure, the gunshots were free and the fire was blowing, and the wine in the altar was constantly stopped.
This person is like an immortal body, and even an immortal body is not so terrifying and can hold on!
So, several more people died!
Zhuo Junyan has received more than a hundred guns.
There is no good meat on the body, just like a leaky body.
I still feel happy and laugh at myself, as if I am not the one who was shot!
On the contrary, Wu Liangshui and the subordinates of the Bloody Hall have no more people available.
Wu Liangshui couldn't help but shouted: "Zhuo Junyan, you're making a fool! You secretly use the art of controlling things to control the gambling game!"
Zhuo Junyan grinned: "You can control objects, but you can't be invisible. Besides, you have seen how many shots I have been shot. Although it seems that my luck is pretty good, calculating the probability, I'm just a little better.
Just a little bit.”
That's true. Judging from the probability of being shot, Zhuo Junyan was shot at least forty shots with one hundred shots of live ammunition. This was not only because of luck, but also because the rules themselves allow it. If the other party dies, the remaining gun will not be fired.
So in terms of probability, Zhuo Junyan does take some advantage, but this book is the rule. If there is no such probability, who will play with you?
If you hit forty shots in one hundred shots, the probability is normal, and there is no trick.
"You know I'm not talking about this!" Wu Liangshui was angry.
Zhuo Junyan is indeed impossible to use matter-control techniques to mess with the revolver, but he can choose who to go.
He let go of the eight sects and chose the people from the Bloody Hall and Wu Liangshui.
Zhuo Junyan smiled, "Do they believe what you said?"
Wu Liangshui was shocked.
The strong men from the eight sects behind them all sneered.
Yes, Zhuo Junyan may be a trick, but this is a good thing!
What he caused was not the Eight Sects, but Wu Liangshui, or the Bloody Hall.
Since that's the case, why don't you recognize it?
Wu Liangshui knew it was in trouble.
He even knew that if he went on, he might be him!
When his thoughts were turned, Wu Liangshui shouted: "Don't believe him! The bloody hall is a good light skill. If anyone with good light skill dies, then when Zhuo Junyan regrets and wants to escape, it will be difficult to chase him!"
This is true!
Zhuo Junyan is indeed giving priority to killing people with good light skills.
But so what?
In order to kill Zhuo Junyan, we who resisted live to die?
Everyone just did it and didn't know it, just sneered.
The world is calculating, and it is always calculating!
If you have a clear mind, then any sweet words are meaningless!