"Boy, accept death." Wang Long approached Master Jun, and the light of his sword instantly became brighter.
"Tian Lei Style 2: Blue Thunder Dharma Eye." Master Jun and the Thunder Giant said at the same time: "Impree!"
"Huh?" Wang Long heard Master Jun's roar. Although he hesitated, he rushed towards Master Jun even more quickly with the long sword in his hand.
"Haha, do you really think I'm so impulsive?" Feeling the sword light approaching, Master Jun suddenly opened his eyes: "Thank you for giving me the time to prepare the technique. Now this is the real second form of Tianlei."
The Dharma Eyes in the sky instantly closed and then suddenly opened, opening wider and rounder than before. The huge cloudy eyes quickly shrank, condensing on the lightning giant's eyebrows.
"The opportunity has come, Chi!"
Master Jun clapped his hands on the ground and flew up to avoid Wang Lung's sword light. Wang Lung's figure just landed in the palm of the thunder giant.
The Thunder Giant's huge palms quickly clenched together, completely confining Wang Lung.
"This is already close to the strength of the descending Qi realm." Wang Long waved his long sword and struggled in the palm of the thunder giant: "Who are you? There is no one like you in Chongxu Academy!!"
"I am the military master of Chongxu Academy, but you have no chance to struggle."
Master Jun landed on top of the thunder giant and pointed his right hand at Wang Long.
The two-foot-long spear shot out from the center of the thunder giant's eyebrows and eyes. The huge power directly pierced Wang Long's right shoulder. Yu Wei took Wang Long and flew backwards and nailed him directly to the cliff.
"Hehehe, the heir apparent of a big family is different."
Fangyuan looked at Jun Wudi and laughed softly: "Your nephew is better at playing tricks than you. He can exert the strength of Qi Subduing Realm with just one level of breath adjustment. This is like having Wang Long in the palm of his hand."
"Hahaha." Jun Wudi shook his head and smiled. He didn't say anything more, but just looked at Master Jun quietly.
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Wang Long slapped away the lightning spear on his shoulder with a palm, spitting out a mouthful of blood and falling directly to the ground: "Even if your spell is really strong, you can't release it all the time."
"This time, you must die." Wang Long wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and rushed towards Master Jun again: "In terms of true strength and physical defense, it is absolutely impossible for you to be stronger than me."
"Sometimes, being too strong is not a good thing." Mr. Jun snorted and pulled out the Earth Splitting Gun from behind: "Just like now, you don't know who you are facing."
The thunder giant behind him also pulled out a thunder spear from behind and followed Master Jun to make the same move.
One spear, one stab, one pick..., one big and one small, two spears forced Wang Long back again.
On the steps of the mountain gate, Song Ping finally lost to the attack of six people and was directly shot away.
"Senior Brother Wang, we are here." The spear monk held the spear, flew up, and rushed towards Master Jun from behind.
"Wang Wu, take the brothers and hurry up." Wang Long looked at Master Jun's attack and shouted loudly: "The kid on the other side is very evil, let's surround him."
"Hahaha, if you want to pass, you must pass my level first." Song Ping slapped the ground with his right palm and flew up. The reborn spear followed behind him and turned into a giant frost dragon.
"Ice dragon violent blood!!"
At this moment, Song Ping finally understood how to use his bloodline talent. A blue formation appeared in his abdomen, and a frost baby dragon flew out from it.
"Double dragons are violent!!" Song Ping roared angrily, and the blood on his body spurted out from the wounds and quickly merged into the double dragons in the sky.
One big and one small, the two giant frost dragons came into contact with the essence and blood. They were instantly filled with flesh and blood and spiraled towards the mountain gate steps.
"This is the bloodline talent. Song Ping, when did you have the bloodline?" Wang Long looked back and said, "Kill him quickly. When his bloodline completely explodes, we will end up in a miserable state."
"Brothers, rush over and kill him first." On the steps of the mountain gate, the remaining five people looked at the two dragons rushing around and controlled their body movements to rush directly towards Song Ping, hoping to completely interrupt Song Ping's spellcasting.
"Hehehe, it's too late."
"Double Dragon Explosion!!" Song Ping looked at the five people rushing down and detonated two giant frost dragons.
The ice aura on the frost dragon exploded, turning into a spear and sticking it into the ground, forming a large array of carvings on the ground.
The frost dragon exploded completely and condensed into a sharp frost blade in mid-air.
The frost blades all cut into the five people around them, and the three with lower cultivation levels were seriously injured. However, Song Ping also became extremely weak due to the violent blood at this time, and the power of the frost blades plummeted. .
"Yan Zhi, he's dying. Let's fight against him and break his magical power." The two people who were slightly injured looked at each other and picked up the long knife and struck Song Ping.
"There are two left, just hold on for a while!!" Songping looked at the two people attacking around him and tried his best to instill spiritual energy, but the frost blade disappeared directly and the reborn spear also became dim.
"Alas... we still can't fight more than once." Song Ping let out a long sigh, picked up the rebirth spear again and prepared to fight to the death.
"Song Ping, accept death." Yan Zhiheng held the sword in his hand, emitting light golden spiritual energy: "Kill you, Chief Chongxu, and I can enter the library at any time."
Song Ping looked at the two knives that were charging towards him, then looked back at Lu Chen, then shouldered his spear and faced the combined attacks of the two men with great difficulty.
One move after another, Yan Zhi and the two were in front and the other behind. Each attack could leave a mark on Song Ping's body, but it would not directly kill Song Ping. It was as if they were playing cat and mouse, toying with Song Ping wantonly.
"Yan Zhi, someone is coming on the cliff. Stop playing." Wang Long looked at the shaking on the cliff and his heart suddenly became alert: "Kill him quickly and come help me!!"
"Okay, Senior Brother Wang!"
Yan Zhi glanced at the portrait, and he could already see someone running towards them quickly behind the woods: "Feng Xiang, go rescue the three of them first. When I kill Chief Chongxu, the seven of us will besiege the besieging army master together." .”
"okay!"
"Boy, accept death." Yan Zhi immediately poured spiritual energy into the sword and stabbed Song Ping.
The three-level spiritual energy attack pierced through Song Ping's defense like cutting paper, and the remaining power carried Song Ping forward.
Yan Zhi followed him, pulled out the avenue and kicked Song Ping out: "Feng Xiang, let's go."
"Lu Chen, haven't the chains of your obsession calmed down yet? I can't hold on anymore." Song Ping fell next to Master Jun and looked back.
"The boss just said that it still takes half an hour." Nan Tian Yijian stood next to Feng Long, holding up his long sword and looking around.
"Xiao Jianzi, take Brother Song to rest first. I can still deal with these seven people for a while." Mr. Jun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and threw Song Ping backwards.
"Wan'er, I'm going to help Xiao Junzi." Nan Tian slowly placed Song Ping next to Lu Chen with a sword: "I'm afraid he can't withstand the attack of seven people by himself."
"Little Jianzi, be careful and don't attack blindly." Lu Chen felt the aura from the outside world and sent a message to Nan Tian Yi Jian: "There are only the last ten minutes before the chains in my heart will dissipate."
"I understand, I'm the best at talking nonsense." Nan Tian said to Lu Chen with a sword, picked up the giant sword and rushed out: "Little thief, grandpa is here."
"Feng Long, go protect them. I can still protect myself now." Lu Chen said, and the Hunyuan giant sword fell directly between Feng Long's eyebrows, causing Feng Long's aura to surge.
Nan Tian rushed to Mr. Jun's side with a sword, broke the giant sword in his hand into three pieces and placed them in front of him: "Little Junzi, let me watch the back for you."
"Okay, brother, come on." Master Jun held the spear in his hand and laughed loudly: "It's just a few Qi-falling realms. If Xiao Lu'er can hunt down Qi-falling realms, then we two brothers can't be any worse."
"Broken Army Spear, kill." Mr. Jun looked ahead, holding the gun in both hands and rushed forward. Now Mr. Jun's attack no longer had the grace of before, but the deadly attack made the tip of the gun even more powerful.
"Xiao Junzi, leave the three seriously injured ones to me. They are just advanced breath control people and they are seriously injured. I should be able to handle it."
Nan Tian Yi Jian sat cross-legged on the ground, with three flying swords rising into the sky beside him. While besieging and seriously injuring three people, he was also constantly harassing the other four.
One party was extremely powerful, but was seriously injured, and the other party, although low in strength, had endless high-level spells, and they were fighting with all their might, with a wind dragon protecting them behind them.
Suddenly, the odds of winning for both sides began to become even.
"It's almost time, little Jianzi, get out of the way." Mr. Jun shouted, and led the thunder giant directly towards the seven people on the opposite side.
"Thunder Jue: Explode." Mr. Jun stood in the crowd and looked back and shot directly at the thunder giant's abdomen. All the power of thunder and lightning on the giant thunder and lightning body was condensed into Mr. Jun's magical spear.
Three seconds later, all the lightning on the gun tip exploded, and all seven people were blown away before they could escape.
"Little Jianzi, take advantage of the moment."
Nan Tian Yijian heard the cry and released all his spiritual energy to shoot the flying sword with the umbrella handle.
"Puff puff..." With three crisp sounds, the three people who were seriously injured were stabbed directly in the waist and fell to the ground unconscious.
The three flying swords returned, and the Nantian sword also lost its spiritual energy and was taken away by the wind dragon.
"There are four people left." Nan Tian leaned on Feng Long with his sword, feeling a little frustrated: "The boss still has three minutes to recover. What should we do next?"
"There are twelve more people." Feng Long looked at the top of the cliff. The sound of the attack over there was getting closer and closer: "All of them have strength above the third level of lowering Qi."
"And me." Nantian Wan'er walked out slowly, looked at the figure on the cliff and said, "I am also in the Breath Control state now, I should be able to hold on for a while."
"No chance, there are people coming from below." Fenglong roared back, and a gust of wind blew past, it was the few people Lu Chen let go before.
"These villains!! The boss kindly let them go just now, but now they want to take advantage of people's danger." Nan Tian Yijian looked at the ten people rushing over and cursed angrily: "I will definitely not let these villains go this time. people."
Nan Tian Yijian just stood up, but he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell down again.
"I'll go. Brother Lu said that repaying kindness with enmity is the most hateful thing." Nan Tian Wan'er pulled out the dragon-slaying sword behind her and rushed forward using her Feixu Kung Fu.
"It's too late, the people above have also come down." The angle of Nan Tian's sword was just enough to see the movements on the cliff. Eight monks had fallen down there, plus the four people fighting with Master Jun, there were exactly twelve. .
"Song Ping, hand over the treasure you got!" The eight people landed on the platform and shouted: "Who else is Lu Chen? Get out quickly."
"If you want to find Xiao Lu'er, you have to go through me first." Mr. Jun fought hard to get seriously injured and shot Wang Wu away with one shot. He dodged back to Nan Tian Yijian and said, "Little Jianzi, can you still play the piano?"
"Play the piano? Of course you can!" Nan Tian Yijian looked at the scarred military master and asked doubtfully: "But why play the piano? I can't fight anymore, and the music of the piano can no longer carry spiritual energy."
"Hahaha, just make a sound." The military man also threw down the ground cracking gun in his hand and held the magical spear in his right hand: "I probably haven't told you what my magical spear is called."
"Um?"
Mr. Jun ignored Nantian Yijian and said to himself: "My spear is called 'Tiandao', the Heavenly Dao of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth."
"A hundred years ago, my second uncle was able to fight twelve gods with one man and one gun in Luling, Xishan Mountain."
"I am not as courageous as my second uncle." Mr. Jun took a step forward and suddenly sprayed the blood from his mouth onto the Tiandao spear: "Today I can only imitate him in Fengtian Mansion, fighting twelve dogs with one gun and one man. .”
