The Shadow Master was chasing a few upper-level third-level masters who were blocking him from killing Liu Mingzhi, killing them in all directions.
Suddenly, a sense of crisis that made his heart palpitate arose spontaneously. Out of the instinct of an innate master, the protective aura condensed all over his body and subconsciously flew away, leaving a blurry afterimage in the air.
There was a loud bang.
Rocks flew and snow flew in all directions.
A flash of fire exploded on the snow five or six steps away from where the shadow master was just now, and smoke billowed. Smoke rose from a deep circular pit, and the smoke was pungent.
Liu Mingzhi wiped his nose and looked a little unwilling. He wrapped his hands with the hem of his clothes, turned the barrel of the cannon, and quickly stuffed another cannonball into it.
The shadow master put down his cloak in embarrassment. Before he had time to see clearly what was going on, the feeling that made his heart palpitate arose again. The shadow master immediately dodged and flew back, leaving his original position and appearing dozens of steps away, with sharp eyes. Scanning the chaotic battlefield.
There was another loud thunder, smoke billowed, dirt flew from the potholes, and snow fell.
Before the remaining sound dissipated, muffled sounds sounded one after another.
The Shadow Master flashed across the battlefield like a piece of rootless duckweed, with no time to stop and observe the situation.
His appearance became more and more embarrassing, and the shadow master with sword-like eyes finally found the source of his frequent heart palpitations, which was Young Master Liu who was dozens of steps away.
With sweat on the tip of his nose, Liu Mingzhi stuffed a cannonball into the barrel, cursing the film owner for being a cunning fox.
Although these shells are powerful, they cannot hit the shadow master at all.
This guy was like a prophet who had no idea. Every time he disappeared from his original position the moment the cannon was fired, avoiding the bombardment.
The firearm that he always valued could not hurt the film owner at all. Liu Mingzhi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he was helpless.
He knew that as a warrior, the Shadow Master had a wonderful premonition before every crisis and could avoid danger in advance. This feeling was especially true for the Shadow Master in the innate realm.
Liu Mingzhi looked at the wooden box with only three shells left, and put the shells back dejectedly.
It took dozens of skilled craftsmen a year to forge ten qualified cannonballs, but he shot out seven of them in no time at all, and there was no result at all.
Even with a rich family, I can't bear such consumption.
Realizing that an opportunity was locked on him, Liu Mingzhi's heart trembled. He picked up the wooden box and leaped away into the distance.
The moment Young Master Liu left, a slash of Gang Qi fell on Young Master Liu's footprints. A loud bang was heard, and a deep pit with the power of a cannonball exploded out. The strong wind swept the person who was still in mid-air. Liu Mingzhi was thrown away, as if a spring bounced a few times and rolled down beside the carriage.
Young Master Liu subconsciously curled up and hugged his head. After a moment of rest, Liu Mingzhi glanced at the three shells rolling motionless in the snow and breathed a sigh of relief.
Feeling a murderous intention approaching him, Liu Mingzhi immediately got up and got into the car.
A shadow of a knife cut through the sky. One of the four strong horses neighed and was split into two. Flesh and blood spattered everywhere. However, the remaining power of the knife shadow did not diminish at all and continued to slash at the carriage. Come.
There was a loud bang, the luxurious carriage exploded, and Young Master Liu's figure lay on the snow in a miserable state, moaning in pain.
"Protect the prince! Fire arrows!"
The sound of arrows breaking through the air was dense and incessant, and they headed towards the figure of the shadow master. However, apart from causing the figure of the shadow master to pause slightly, the thousands of phoenix feather arrows did not even have the shadow master's body-protecting aura. Shake nothing.
"Pooh..."
Young Master Liu raised his head and shook his head. Sawdust fell like frost onto the snow.
Young Master Liu held a sentient being in one hand and turned around, leaping towards the Shadow Master's position.
"You bastard, I will send you to see my father."
There were four bangs and roars, and densely packed projectiles were fired towards the shadow master.
The lightning and fire shadows bombarded the shadow master's body-protecting aura.
"uh-huh......"
The film owner groaned, and his face under the cloak couldn't help but turn red.
The churning energy and blood in the body made the film owner look at the two pistols in Liu Dashao's hands in fear. If it weren't for resisting the arrows and the body-protecting aura lingering around him, I'm afraid that the side-by-side king would be defeated in one go. Even if you don't die, you will have to be seriously injured.
"Son of a bitch, are you a tortoise? Are you going to die?"
Liu Mingzhi watched in despair as the film master stared at him with a fierce and murderous gaze, then ran towards the distance, took out two projectiles from his arms and loaded them into the gun.
In the shadow master's hand, a Yanling sword transformed into a thousand sword shadows and struck towards the figure of Young Master Liu.
Liu Mingzhi instinctively rolled on the ground. There was a loud bang and a ravine exploded. The aftermath knocked Liu Mingzhi over again and he fell heavily to the ground.
Liu Dashao, who had stopped, was panting heavily and lying on the ground in the snow. Only one of the two weapons was still in his hand, and the other one was nowhere to be found.
The film owner looked at Young Master Liu in surprise, who was dozens of steps away. The moment King Bingjian turned over to avoid his sword, he felt a touch of innate sword intent from King Bingjian, but King Bingjian clearly did not make a breakthrough.
Is it my own illusion?
Without enough time to think deeply, the Shadow Master raised his sword and flew away again. In the air, dazzling light condensed on the blade, until it slashed towards Liu Mingzhi.
Liu Mingzhi was desperate. Such a distance was beyond the range of equality for all living beings.
However, Liu Mingzhi still pulled the trigger unwillingly.
There was a loud noise and flames sprayed out.
The Shadow Master, who was concentrating his sword intent in the air, focused his eyes. Although he did not feel the murderous intention in his heart, he still shot away in the air with some fear. The sword gang that slashed towards Young Master Liu did not know where it was headed.
The shadow master flew to the ground and patted his body subconsciously. He didn't feel any discomfort at all. He raised his brows and seemed to understand the shortcomings of Liu Mingzhi's hand on the equality of all living beings.
Distance is the biggest drawback of the firearm in King Bingjian's hands.
As long as you don't get close to King Bingjian, no matter how powerful the fire energy in his hand is, it can't do anything to you.
The shadow master flew into the air and stayed at a position that he thought was quite impressive. The Yanling knife in his hand slashed towards Liu Mingzhi again.
The sword he picked up at his fingertips spared no effort and slashed towards Liu Mingzhi's face.
Liu Mingzhi, who had suffered several serious injuries, looked at the sword in his ears like a waning moon, unable to move, and closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.
Damn it, take it off.
There was a loud bang, Liu Mingzhi's body shook, and his mind trembled.
Is this what death feels like? It seemed a little relaxing, not as scary as I imagined.
Um? smell good!
Before he died, he could still smell the fragrance of a woman. This young master was so obsessed with sex, and everyone was treated like he was going to another world.
"Brother, can you open your eyes and sniff with your nose like a puppy?"
