Luo Yan was not surprised that the sword energy was broken by Luo Shu. He had never thought that this casual sword could kill Luo Shu.
After all, the other party is the backbone of the "Zhonghe" class.
Not the elite of the "black rope" class, nor the cannon fodder of the "waiting for life" class.
The most important function of this knife.
It was to leave Luo Zhu behind.
After achieving this, Luo Yan was satisfied.
He fell to the ground.
Not even looking.
"Blood Drink" flew around and swept across with the long knife.
The knife produced a ripple of blood mist and ran towards Ishikawa and the others.
Although Ishikawa was the commander, his combat power was sparse and he did not dare to challenge the sword energy like Luo Shu did.
He yelled and fell to the ground.
His response was pretty good, but those soldiers were not so lucky.
Before they could react, the sword energy swept across their bodies. Although their bodies were not separated, they were blown away by the ripples of the sword energy.
When they fell to the ground, they all vomited blood and stopped breathing.
At this moment.
After sweeping away the soldiers with a single blow, Luo Yan ignored them, fixed his gaze on Luo Shu, and flashed away.
"Xueyin" turned into a blurry afterimage and streaked towards Luo Yao's throat.
The latter jumped up suddenly, rolled his body in mid-air, and brushed against the "blood drink" like a sudden shock.
When landing, pull out two long metal tubes from behind your waist, twist them together, and extend one length at the front and back.
Turned into a spear.
Luo Yao held a spear in his hand and shouted loudly.
The head of the gun continued to shake, and bursts of light flow of energy were hung up, twisting the air, and blooming with bits and pieces of complicated and bright gun light.
Thousands of spears roared away, covering Luo Yan.
Luo Yan was spinning the "Blood Transformation Sutra", and the "blood drink" in his hand suddenly blurred.
In front of the gun light that Luo Yao drew out, streaks of blood suddenly appeared in all directions.
The blood light collided with the gun light, making a clanging sound.
Using "Chasing Wind and Shadow" to chop off the gun light, Luo Yan's figure flashed and instantly appeared on the left side of Luo Yao.
Luo Yao's eyes rolled.
Luo Yan's figure flashed again.
Using "Dragonfly Touching Water" twice in a row, Luo Yan flashed into the blind spot of Luo Shu's perspective.
"Blood Drink" volleyed into the sky.
A blood arrow jumped out of Luo Zhuo's arm.
He retreated continuously, fired his spear, and charged back with a roar.
When Luo Yao and Luo Yan were fighting each other, Ishikawa had the opportunity to leave.
He knew that his combat power was low and that he would not be able to help Luo Shu if he stayed.
make a prompt decision.
Ishikawa ran across the bridge, and when he turned the corner, his shoulders suddenly blossomed.
In the corner of his eye, a flash of fire passed over his shoulder and disappeared into the darkness ahead.
He's been shot!
Ishikawa quickly jumped in and got in through a nearby window.
Roll twice.
Then he retreated into the darkness.
Only then did I feel a burning pain in my shoulder.
Think back to the scene just now.
Judging from the trajectory of that shot.
The opponent's shot was aimed at his head.
But he turned suddenly and passed the shoulder.
Ishikawa gasped and looked at the window warily.
He quickly formed seals and put on an "iron armor" for himself.
Then he pulled out a pistol and pointed it at the window.
For a beginner level cultivator like him, instead of struggling to use combat skills and mystical arts, a pistol is more affordable.
Just when Ishikawa's mind was focused on the window, a pink lotus floated quietly in the darkness behind him.
Imprinted towards Ishikawa.
Ishikawa suddenly felt something strange and quickly turned around. He immediately caught a glimpse of the suspicious lotus flower from the corner of his eye.
At this time, the lotus flower touched the concrete pillar that Ishikawa had been leaning on. The lotus flower immediately shattered, causing a hole in the concrete pillar.
Then the seemingly delicate flowers and leaves suddenly exploded in all directions, turning into wisps of pink light!
Ishikawa quickly protected his face with his hands.
Several streams of pink light passed by his side, colliding with the "iron armor" to create a bright brilliance.
But fortunately, Ishikawa's "iron armor" was not broken.
"who!"
"come out!"
Ishikawa shouted, firing continuously into the darkness.
The firelight disappeared into the darkness, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, unable to make a splash at all.
After emptying the magazine, several more pink lotuses flew lightly from different directions in the darkness.
They blocked Ishikawa's retreat, and Ishikawa slammed the gun in his hand into one of the lotus flowers.
The pistol suddenly bounced away, and the lotus suddenly shattered, its petals bursting out.
The flying pink light touches other lotuses and explodes them all!
In this way, Ishikawa avoided being trapped in a tight siege, but the pink light splashing in all directions also temporarily blocked his movement.
He could only hold his head and huddle up, trying to reduce the chance of being shot by the petals.
Even so, the pink jets all around were too dense.
Ishikawa was still hit by many streams of light, and his "iron armor" glowed with a circle of energy.
After resisting for a moment, it finally shattered, but those pink jets also disappeared.
Ishikawa didn't dare to stay any longer and ran towards the window.
Before he could jump out of the window, another white lotus shot out from the darkness.
These lotus flowers are connected together and look like a big dragon.
Ishikawa glanced back, his pupils shrinking slightly.
Later.
A large white lotus petal spurted out of the window like a river.
In that white river of flowers, Ishikawa's body was uncontrollably wrapped in flowers and leaves and flew out.
It hit the opposite wall heavily, and the river of flowers continued to wash away. After a while, it gradually disappeared.
Only then did Ishikawa slide down from the wall, leaving a trail of blood on the wall.
He sat on the ground, breathing heavily, unable to move a finger.
At this time, he saw a flash of fire in the darkness of the window.
This was the last scene Ishikawa saw in his life.
A bullet hole appeared on the commander's forehead, and blood slowly poured out of it.
His two wide eyes reflected a petite figure jumping out of the window.
Star fruit!
After the little girl confirmed that Ishikawa was dead, she swayed and sat down on the ground.
Her black uniform, her shoulders were stained red with blood.
When Ishikawa fired randomly into the house just now, she was injured by a stray bullet, but she didn't scream.
Only now did she let out a moan.
Yang Tao pulled down his mask, his face covered with sweat.
She pulled the clothes off her shoulders and looked at the wound.
Fortunately, it was just a scratch, but the flesh on the shoulder was torn open.
There was blood and flesh around the wound.
Star Tao took out a packet of wound medicine from his pocket and sprinkled it on the wound.
He took out another hemostatic patch and put it on his shoulder, then stood up and walked towards the village.
In the village, by the small bridge.
Big guns versus long knives.
The collision produced countless sparks.
The wrist shook, and the "blood drink" became blurry again, almost invisible.
Luo Yan used "Chasing Wind and Shadow" for the second time, hanging seven or eight bloody lights next to Luo Yao's big gun.
Luo Yao now holds the middle and rear part of the spear with both hands. His spear is made of soft alloy.
Now as he swings, the front end of the big gun shakes out with torrents of brilliance.
Collision with Luo Yan's sword light.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The crashing sounds were connected together and spread far away.
While Luo Yao was beating, he was secretly frightened.
Every time the long knife on the opposite side hit him, he felt like he could no longer hold the spear in his hand.
Moreover, it seems to be due to the opponent's technique.
After the battle until now, Luo Yao was restless and irritated. There was a surge of blood in his chest, and he always felt like he wanted to cough up blood.
