On the dock, two warriors suddenly appeared and attacked from front to back.
A man in front of him stabbed with a sword, and the sword was sharp and cold, killing Leng Jue!
A man behind him waved a dart rain from behind Zhuo Junyan, with a cold light and a full of light and shadows.
Zhuo Junyan's hand was caught by Yu Weiyang. Facing this sky dart and taking the death sword, he could not reach out to his gun and had nowhere to dodge!
In a critical moment, Zhuo Junyan did not advance but retreated, hugged Yu Weiyang, activated the iron cloth shirt and rushed forward, and a sound of rain hitting the banana leaves behind him. The dart rain broke through the iron cloth shirt and hit Zhuo Junyan.
On the back.
The warrior who used the sword in front of him grinned and stabbed him without hesitation, and ignored Yu Weiyang and wanted to penetrate the two of them with one sword.
When he was about to finish, Zhuo Junyan took a step to the side.
The steps are floating, dancing like the wind.
Although he was holding Yu Weiyang, he did not see any burden. Instead, he was like a graceful dance, light and agile.
The sword passed by, and Zhuo Junyan met the man who used the sword.
At that moment, he even blinked at the other party and smiled slightly.
Steps among flowers!
Flying among the flowers, the leaves don’t touch them!
He just avoided it so easily, and he even had time to look at Yu Weiyang, with his eyes seemingly asking.
Why?
Yu Weiyang was held in his arms, with a decisive expression: "You have killed too many people, you are a demon!"
Hearing this, Zhuo Junyan smiled: "So do you think these people are good people?"
While speaking, a grenade flew out automatically.
Just as the grenade flew, a palm appeared in the air.
The palm is as illusory as a mountain, bringing a strong wind to flies.
The grenade flipped and flew into the air and exploded.
The sea of fire is surging, but it does not hurt anyone at all.
Two more martial artists appeared suddenly and laughed wildly: "It's useless, we all know your methods!"
The snow-clear cold light rose, and the martial artist on the right slashed down with a knife.
The strength is great and the momentum is heavy, and we can move forward.
The Broken Mountain Knife of the Mountain!
Without the protection of the iron cloth shirt, this knife slashed Zhuo Junyan's back again, but the blade did not cause any expected damage, but blocked the external object. The knife hand was obviously stunned.
The man who used the sword in the rear was chasing him at high speed: "Zhushou, die!"
Another sword light fell.
The wind is whistling and the rain is lingering.
Sword of the Storm of the Wind and Rain!
Zhuo Junyan flipped his wrist and had escaped Yu Weiyang's clamping. He threw her out and took out the pistol.
Just as he threw Yu Weiyang out, the dart rain came again and hit the gun in his hand. Pavner witness flew out of his hand.
At the same time, the man with his palm wrapped his arms around him: "Big Sumeru Hand!"
The majestic palm wind pressed down again.
This person should be the strongest among the four ambushers. Da Xumi's subordinates were full of internal strength and the air was as sticky as if they were glued. Zhuo Junyan was struggling.
Huajianbu is characterized by exquisite movement, and all dodging attacks are in the front line. Therefore, even a little slower will lead to failure. It can be said that it is the lowest fault tolerance.
This made the man in the palm proficient in martial arts and strong internal strength. He directly used his strong internal strength to use the Great Sumeru Hand to suppress Zhuo Junyan, which was restraining his Huajian Step.
As for the iron cloth shirt, it could not stop the attack of the other three powerful warriors.
Three warriors took action at the same time, with one sword and one sword accompanied by a large rain of darts, and Zhuo Junyan was already doomed.
He is dead!!!
Everyone was excited.
What surprised them was that Zhuo Junyan's eyes also showed excitement.
How are you happy?
As the sword dart fell, a light and shadow flashed.
Zhuo Junyan disappeared from the ground, and his sword and darted into the sky, leaving no target.
Several martial artists were stunned at the same time.
The warrior who used the Great Sumeru Hand said angrily: "Lingzhibu? Yu Weiyang, did you actually help him?"
Not far away, Yu Weiyang stood beside Zhuo Junyan.
It's her!
Suddenly he took Zhuo Junyan away and avoided this round of attacks.
She said in a low voice: "I regret it. He is not a good person, but at least he is not bad enough to use his own people to take care of him! I help you because I want to eliminate the harm. But I just discovered that you are better than him.
Even more disgusting, even I was killed together!"
As she said that, she paused and said, "Besides, he knows that I understand me, and he is the only person who will not look down on me!"
In fact, she had regretted it long ago.
When Zhuo Junyan said, "Why do you look down on you?", she regretted it.
But by then, she had already made a promise.
There is a promise in the world, and you will be fulfilled when you say something.
Not everyone can do it, but Yu Weiyang claims to have faith and must do it.
Sell first, then save people!
The sword-making warrior sneered: "No wonder people say that women can't believe it, but they really can't believe it!"
The man in the palm even stepped on the Pavner witness: "Okay, he doesn't have a gun in his hand anyway."
The man who used the knife also came over: "Actually, even if there are, we are not afraid. Only four of us will not threaten us if we are prepared."
The military wizard also said, "So, asking Yu Weiyang to help is unnecessary. You see, this is not a failure, but she delayed it, but fortunately the impact is not great."
The four of them laughed as they said that.
Zhuo Junyan, without guns, was no longer threatening to them.
Zhuo Junyan was also happy, and he turned to Yu Weiyang and said, "I didn't kill you just now, just because I want to kill them and teach you a lesson. There is no intention to save you. Don't misunderstand it. Now turn to deal with them.
I still have time!"
Yu Weiyang was angry: "Who do you think you have killed now? Qi Luosheng is a warrior of the fourth level, and the other three level, and you have lost your gun, so it is difficult to protect yourself. Although my spiritual track step is for escape
I can’t practice my skills, but I can only use them once in a short time.”
Zhuo Junyan asked: "Then do you still do this?"
Yu Weiyang turned his head and refused to look at him.
Zhuo Junyan also smiled: "I understand, this is a woman. She often acts emotionally and will not consider so much. This is also the reason why I hate using women, because people who do big things cannot use emotions as the principle of acting!"
The man who was using his palms said, "Enough. Zhuo Cauer, you have no gun in your hand and have not prepared in advance. The four of us treat you one, and you should be honored even if you die."
Zhuo Junyan smiled grimly: "It's still unknown who is dead, I'll cover the world with my own hands!"
ImAlone!
“ImAlone!!!”
The hoarse and rough roar sounded as he shook the sky. The sudden loud sound scared everyone. He looked around and Zhuo Junyan had thrown Yu Weiyang out, and his whole body was full of energy.
Even if you are alone, you will be fearless!
Qi Luosheng waved his palms, and Da Xumi's hand was used again, and the other three people rushed forward again.
Sword of the Storm of the Wind and Rain!
The Broken Mountain Knife of the Mountain!
Split wind and rain dart!
The sword, sword and raft arrived, but under the cover of the Great Sumeru hand, Zhuo Junyan could not hide, could not hide!
Pian Zhuo Junyan is still smiling.
Cheer.
sneer.
Smile disdainful!
There was already a pair of silver-white double guns in his hand, and there were two shots at the sword man and the sword man.
Boom boom!
With the loud noise, the sword man and the sword man had fallen off at the same time, blood light on his chest was blooming, and a huge blood hole had appeared.
"Not good!" The man who sent the darts raised his hand and made a string of darts, while dodging sideways, exerting his agility to the extreme.
Zhuo Junyan didn't hide, letting the darts enter his body, and his two guns fired continuously at Qi Luosheng.
Qi Luosheng's whole body was filled with energy, his internal force surged, and his palms were pressed repeatedly.
Use strength to break the tricks!
No hidden weapon is useless under my strong internal force!
He has this confidence.
Because he is Qi Luosheng, the Great Sumeru hand!
His iron palm can open monuments, crack stones, break iron sand, and break giant trees. His internal strength is strong and his attack and defense ends!
He used these palms to fight against the Nine Swords Flying Valve of Baijianzhuang and the Arrow Formation of the Military. Even the Zuihuazhi of the 14th Young Master of the Tang Sect back then, he survived it.
These pair of iron palms are his pride!
It can stop all kinds of tools!
"You can't hurt me!" he shouted.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Four sounds vibrate.
Zhuo Junyan fired four shots.
Two blood holes appeared in Qi Luosheng's palms, and the iron palm he was proud of directly shattered.
Then there was a white light on his chest, which was his protective energy, shattered with one shot.
The fourth shot hit the chest, and a huge blood hole appeared in the chest.
Four shots!
Three guns break the defense, one gun hurts!
"No!" Qi Luosheng let out a wailing cry of pain.
"You can withstand four shots, you are harder than rhino and elephant, which is great." Zhuo Junyan said as he locked in the man who used the dart.
The dart man was extremely fast, and the most important thing was that he knew the characteristics of the gun. He floated left and right, and did not go straight, so he even opened the distance in an instant.
Seeing this, Zhuo Junyan put away his silver-white guns, and even looked at the three martial artists on the ground, jumped onto a tree.
There is an extra sniper rifle in his hand.
He did not rush to shoot, but waited for the other party to run into the crowd and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had escaped, and then fired the shot.
boom!
Accompanied by this huge gunshot, the man's head exploded in the crowd.
Blood was swelling and brain mass was splattering everywhere.
Accompanied by the blockbusters of exclamations.
Zhuo Junyan took his gun and went down the tree.
He walked towards Qi Luosheng.
The others were dead, and Qi Luosheng was still alive.
He was shot four times and still survived.
He lay on the ground, spitting blood in his mouth, looking at Zhuo Junyan in disbelief, muttering: "They said..."
Zhuo Junyan pointed his gun at Qi Luosheng: "They said that with your strength, you can resist my gun head-on, right? Even if you hit it, it won't cause too much damage."
Qi Luosheng stared at him.
Zhuo Junyan smiled, "Actually, there is a difference between guns and guns. The two hands in my hand... are called Desert Eagles."
Bang!
He shot the man on the head.
Qun stops!
People die!
The wind stops!
Langping!
Zhuo Junyan looked back at Yu Weiyang and spoke coldly: "Do you believe it now?"
The muzzle had pressed against Yu Weiyang's forehead.