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Chapter 86 The Gap

This blow was silent. Liu Qiankun's original intention was not to kill Chu Nangui under the halberd. At most, he would knock out a Buddha's head all over his head. The dull man who stopped him was none other than Gan.

Gan Luo, the eldest among the brothers.

Originally, the Gan brothers had no intention of interfering in the fight between mortals, but the slight fluctuation of spiritual energy when the silver-faced man took action made them feel it. The moment the silver-faced man raised his halberd high, Gan Luo took action.

Liu Qiankun withdrew his halberd, pointed at the shocked Chu Nangui, and said: "This guy scolded me, shouldn't I teach him a lesson?" This rhetorical question refuted the so-called embarrassment for mortals.

There was still no expression on Gan Luo's face. The silver-faced man in front of him gave him a feeling of déjà vu. This man's cultivation had clearly just reached the pregnancy pill stage. Logically speaking, it was impossible for him to feel this way? Thinking of this

, something strange flashed in his eyes.

"I am Tianxing National Master Liu Qiankun, Taoist friend, but I am one of the four divine generals?" Liu Qiankun asked knowingly, his voice was not loud, but he deliberately incorporated a trace of spiritual energy into it, so that all the sergeants on both sides could hear clearly.

The reputation of the Dragon-Slaying Imperial Master had already spread throughout the Tianxing Empire, and a burst of cheers shook the entire county's coalition camp.

"Dragon-slaying Imperial Preceptor! Dragon-Slaying Imperial Preceptor..." Hundreds of thousands of troops raised their weapons in unison and repeated the resounding title over and over again, with great authority.

Gan Luo remained expressionless, but his heart was slightly shaken. The news that the Dragon-Slaying Imperial Master had retrieved the blood of the golden dragon had already reached the ears of the four brothers. Judging from the cultivation level of the silver-faced man in front of him, it seemed that there was no way he could obtain the blood of the golden dragon.

It's different from idiots talking about dreams. Could it be that there is someone behind him to help?

"I wonder who my friend's teacher is?" Gan Luo said in a low voice.

Liu Qiankun was a little confused. Why do people here have the habit of checking their household registration? I always ask who you studied under and where is the fairyland...

"In short, my disciple is not someone you Gan brothers can afford to offend!" Liu Qiankun puffed up his chest and said proudly.

In fact, he had already made an idea in his mind: since he asked, he would simply give him a Mizong Fist, which would frighten the four immortals for a moment, and they would have some scruples if they really fought each other later.

Gan Luo frowned and said: "It seems that today Gan Luo must learn the dragon-slaying magical power of fellow Taoist!" After saying this, he waved the short knife in his hand and floated back several feet.

Liu Qiankun threw the halberd to the ground casually, held up Qingming with his backhand, and secretly clasped three black stones in his other hand.

"Fellow Taoist, please come!" Gan Luo held the dagger in both hands and flicked it to the edgeless part.

Choke! The short knife, which was as black as ink, let out a dragon roar, soared into the air, and stopped at the center of Gan Luo's eyebrows. It was very calm and did not tremble at all. The handle of the knife was almost touching his flesh, and the tip of the knife was pointed directly at Liu Qiankun.

Rather than saying it is a sword, it would be more appropriate to say it is a sharp arrow with the bow string fully drawn. There is no gorgeous sword light, no radiant energy, but only a kind of soul-stirring depression. Even Liu

The imperial army behind Qiankun could also feel the suffocating depression filling the air.

A few soldiers even tried to move their bodies, but the short sword seemed to have come to life in vain. No matter how you moved, it would always appear in front of you. The dull tip of the sword was invisible to everyone.

Unconsciously, it gradually enlarged, and even the courage to move my body gradually disappeared...

The long sword in Liu Qiankun's palm trembled slightly. He didn't expect that the dull Gan Luo could produce such a weird momentum just by holding up the short sword. The dark short sword seemed to be forced between his eyebrows, as if he wanted to move on his own.

Without hesitation, she penetrated his body and cursed in her heart: Damn, this is the gap!

At this time, Liu Qiankun was like a child holding a sharp blade, but he was facing a strong man who was also holding a sharp blade. The pressure alone wore away all the energy in his heart.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a sharp pain entered his brain. The depression in Liu Qiankun's heart also dropped sharply. He pointed the long sword in his hand at Gan Luo and shouted: "Come on, today I want to learn the methods of the four divine generals."

!" The left palm holding the black stone was already slick with sweat.

"Fellow Taoist, be careful!" The layer of frost on Gan Luo's face never melted.

As soon as he finished speaking, the short sword between his eyebrows suddenly rose several feet high, and a black light shot down like a falling meteor. The terrifying sword energy spread out in all directions, and the pressure was ten times stronger.

Liu Qiankun raised his long sword diagonally, and the sword light rose. It stretched out a light belt more than ten feet long, and swept it diagonally towards the black knife. The majestic earth spirit energy surged out from the light belt, and swept

A crack ripped open in the air above his head.

Originally, with his cultivation, he would not be able to use such a stunning sword, just because one of the three black stones in his hand is the Earth Spirit Pearl!

Boom! The sky and the earth became dark, the scattered spiritual energy collided in mid-air, bursting out with dazzling light, and bursts of violent wind blew Liu Qiankun's clothes making a hunting sound.

The short sword in mid-air stagnated slightly, then slashed down wildly. This sword was like a thunderbolt, tearing a gap in the earth spirit energy that filled the sky.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Two black lights flew up into the wind and hit the dagger directly.

Hey! The short sword seemed to be alive, drawing a strange arc in the air, nimbly dodging two black lights, and slashing down without losing any force.

Whoosh! Whoosh... Liu Qiankun raised his palm quickly, shooting dots of black light towards the dagger, making a harsh sound of breaking through the air, and his arms danced into a blur. At first glance, it looked like there were hundreds of strips growing on his body.

arm.

The black sword seemed to know how powerful it was. It moved and turned in the air like a spiritual snake, but not a single black light could hit it. Liu Qiankun's magic weapon to win became so powerless at this moment.

"Hey!" Gan Luo pressed down with one palm and shouted in a deep voice.

The short knife in mid-air dragged out a brilliant band of light and thrust it into Liu Qiankun's chest...

Liu Qiankun bent his arms and protected his chest with a long sword, and the life-threatening dagger had already rushed towards him.

boom!

The violent spiritual energy sent Liu Qiankun flying backwards, and poof! He spat out a stream of blood mist from his mouth, and he was rushed hundreds of feet away like a kite with its string cut off.

Bang! The huge body fell from mid-air, making a muffled sound, and the dust raised fell on his silver mask!

The pitch-black short knife slowly rose from his chest, drew a shadow in the air, and flew towards Gan Luo's palm...

Gan Luo stretched out his hand to take back the short knife, his expression suddenly changed, because he found that there was a gap the size of a grain of rice on the tip of the knife. A trace of anger appeared on his dull face, and his eyes shot towards the motionless body in the distance like lightning.

The world seems to have fallen into a dead silence, and the blood-like setting sun falls on this strange battlefield. This battle has long gone beyond the scope of people's understanding, and has been sublimated to a height that no one knows. What kind of combat skills, the army has already mastered at this moment

Turned into an illusory and ridiculous bubble...

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