Chapter 227 Not strong

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The sword light filled the sky, like a swarm of bloodthirsty snakes, cutting through the rain curtain and arriving suddenly.

Among the intertwined silver threads, there was a sharp blade hidden in it, which came out from behind and smeared toward Liang Qu's neck and throat like a poisonous dragon.

Binding with fishing nets, capturing and killing with harpoons, this was supposed to be a seamless cooperation that would kill them, but a flash of green light suddenly flashed in front of their eyes.

Liang Qu passed the gun body with four fingers, and Haoran's energy and blood, which had been entrenched in the Dantian for a long time, suddenly rose like a dragon. The light on the gun tip danced, faintly emitting green light, and with just a flicker, it pierced the surrounding sword.

"not good!"

Huang Jinghong's wrist seemed to have a lead weight on it. The big fish tied in the sword net turned over and shook into a blue dragon, and the net was torn apart during the struggle.

Suddenly, the sword light collapsed.

Liang Qu took a step forward, followed by the gun, splitting the airflow, and stabbed Huang Jinghong, who was stunned.

too close!

The air around him seemed to suddenly become colder.

Huang Jinghong had no way to dodge or block. He tried to retreat, but it was in vain. Liang Qu's spear was unforgiving and he pushed forward without hesitation of the sword flash from the side.

The green light on the tip of the gun was even brighter, and the roar of the blue dragon resounded through the sky, sweeping in, as if coming from the ancient mountains.

"Ziyan, save me!"

Such a desperate attack made Huang Jinghong's pupils shrink sharply, and his eyes moved towards Huang Ziyan.

Soon after, Huang Jinghong died, and even killing Liang Qu was meaningless. Huang Ziyan immediately gave up the opportunity, turned his wrist, and struck the spear accurately.

The guns and knives intersect, and the waves move in different directions.

Huang Jinghong, who was out of crisis, almost screamed for joy, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Huang Ziyan's pale face.

At the moment of the collision, his hand was light, and all the sword light released was gone!

There is absolutely no power on the gun! Except for a slight jolt, like paddling through water.

This is a false move!

Damn it, why is there such an amazing momentum without power?

The two sides passed each other, and Huang Ziyan, who struck with all his strength, lost his balance and stopped in front of Huang Jinghong.

Liang Qu held the gun barrel with both hands, leaned back, exerted force with both arms, and drew a large circle with the ivory wood gun body, slashing towards Huang Ziyan's exposed neck with cold light, changing his attack and defense in an instant!

Huang Jinghong, who was behind him, stared angrily, and at the fastest speed in his life, he grabbed Huang Ziyan by the collar and retreated backwards!

Rumble.

Green light intertwined with electric light, and blood drops slowly fell from the black-gold gun tip. The blood-covered gun was quickly washed away by the rain.

The clothes were torn, and the rags sank into the puddles, covering them with mud.

Huang Ziyan felt a coldness in his chest, and then a burning pain. If Huang Jinghong hadn't pulled him, the shot would have almost cut open his ribs!

"So old and spicy."

After just one meeting, the two of them supported each other, and their backs were covered with cold sweat.

How could anyone have so much fighting experience?

Fighting to the death with your biological brothers while you were still in your mother's womb?

Liang Qu turned the spear, red tassels flew around, and rain mixed with blood spilled out. Without giving the two men a chance to breathe, they came again with their guns.

The sudden advance brought up the fallen leaves floating in the puddle, and Liang Qu's whole body's strength poured into the gun body like water. He took three steps forward, and the strength accumulated to its peak, and the raging murderous intent came towards him.

Huang Ziyan ignored the pain in his chest and turned his wrist to raise the sword to face the spear. Huang Jinghong took a step aside and flicked the tip of his sword to poke Liang Qu in front of the door.

The tip of the spear touched the blade of the long knife, and Liang Qu pulled hard. Dazzling sparks burst out mixed with the raindrops, and the blood accumulated on the red tassel splashed across Huang Ziyan's face. His strength did not diminish, he threw Fubo straight away and hit Huang Jinghong's sword next to him.

Huang Ziyan was hit by Liang Qu's spear several times, his mouth hurt, and his forearm trembled slightly. The same was true for Huang Jinghong, who was almost knocked off his sword.

The falling rain seeped into my mouth, making it taste bitter.

Liang Qu's shooting skills were ferocious, and his bursts of bursts made them tremble with fear, just like a tireless tiger.

sulfuric acid!

Liang Qu swung his sword light away and sensed everything around him through the rain curtain, almost always arriving first.

No matter which of the two people in front of me is brought out to fight alone, he can kill Liu Jie, the leader of the Whale Gang, without any pressure.

But he is also not what he used to be.

The Zetamaru gives strength, the Yinglong Pattern gives movement skills, and the Mirage gives experience.

Any fight in the dream was a fight to the death, which gave him an unparalleled advantage.

Adding the three together, Liang Qu was able to compete with the two just by relying on ordinary means.

I can't say that the two of them are weak, I can only say that they are.

Not strong.

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"Boring."

Liang Qu made a sweeping move and forced the sword back again.

Boring?

Huang Jinghong and Huang Ziyan were stunned. The moment they understood, they became furious. The veins in the hand holding the hilt of the sword were exposed. They were about to step forward when suddenly a heavy fog came from the woods on the roadside. It was as thick as milk. In an instant, Cover everything.

fog?

How could heavy fog rise out of thin air?

The white mist, as thick as liquid, stuck to the sword and soaked the whole body, as dense as a thick white curtain. Every time Huang Ziyan's knife opened a hole, the crack closed on its own in an instant.

The two of them looked at each other, alarm bells ringing in their hearts. They leaned back and tried to use their breath and senses to explore the surrounding environment. However, they found that the fog was extremely unique. Even the breath could be covered, and Liang Qu could not be found at all.

Is it that boy?

Huang Jinghong frowned: "Wanxiang Martial Arts?"

"What Wanxiang martial arts can create such a heavy fog?"

"I told you I didn't have to wait, I didn't have to wait, but now I'm waiting for something to happen!"

Huang Ziyan was angry: "What's the use of blaming me now? Do you think I want it?"

"Something's crawling on my foot!"

Huang Jinghong jumped up from the ground like a frightened rabbit, but was staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He kicked his legs hard to get free. When he looked down, the tentacle-like water flow collapsed into splashes. The scene just now seemed like an illusion.

"What the hell? Did you see it?"

Huang Ziyan looked solemn: "I saw it."

Huang Jinghong looked around nervously, only to hear the sound of tide surging around him, as if water was gathering from the sky and the earth. He thought quickly, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"I understand, it's an illusion! It must be an illusion!"

When Huang Ziyan heard this, he thought about it and realized it made sense.

What universal method has such amazing performance? Caused a heavy fog covering the surrounding area?

The heavy fog, water flow, and tidal sound can only be hallucinations! This is guidance to coincide with today’s heavy rain!

Reminiscent of the golden eyes photographed by Liang Qu...

He exclaimed: "Eye Technique, he has practiced Eye Technique, and we have been tricked! Hurry up and crack the Eye Technique."

The two immediately mobilized their energy and blood to flow into the Niwan Palace, and used their unique method of awakening the spirit to try to unravel the illusion.

However, when they opened their eyes again, nothing changed around them, and the fog filled the air and flowed quietly.

The two looked at each other with heavy hearts.

What a powerful illusion!

Ordinary methods can’t solve it!

In terms of body skills, horizontal training, marksmanship, and illusion skills, he is still young and has almost no weaknesses. Is there really such a talented person in the world?

The two of them were jumping up and down in the fog, and their spears suddenly pierced the watery white fog, making a large hole.

"caught you!"

Huang Jinghong and Huang Ziyan, who were jumping up and down, suddenly joined hands. The light of swords and shadows intertwined, and the streams of light converged into a torrent and blasted into the thick fog.

The air currents danced wildly, and the thick fog dispersed.

The sound of the tide swept in, overwhelming.

The two were stunned.

They looked up tremblingly and saw the waterfall pouring down along the edge of the sky.

Black rain fell to the earth, and then surged up into the sky from the earth. The yellow muddy water collided with the white water splashes formed by the sky, and converged into a flowing wall of water, reflecting and distorting the faces of the two people.

Liang Qu stood on the water and looked down, like two frogs sitting in a well looking at the sky.

He made a casual move, and the spear floated to his hand along the water waves, pointing diagonally at the two of them.

"I told you, you two can't defeat me."

The huge wall shattered with a sound like thunder!

Another bolt of lightning struck in the gray cloud, and the dark green spear light left his hand.

The sound of the tide and the howling of the wind rose together, and the broken knife circled and flew several feet away, piercing the ground diagonally.

Huang Ziyan fell straight down like a kite with broken strings, his mouth full of blood spraying on the tree, dyeing the wrinkled bark red and soaking the black soil.

He widened his eyes and looked at Huang Jinghong, whose pupils were dilated on the other side.

Thousands of tons of torrent slowly spread out in all directions and merged into the woods.

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