My practice with the fairy

Chapter 50 Gunners, Overlords!
The green-shirted man over there seemed to not want to give Jing Yue a chance to breathe, and a group of four rushed over again, while the two qigong brothers with high temples waited for an opportunity behind them, like two lurking beasts.

Facing the four men in blue shirts rushing forward, Jing Yue didn't choose to go straight up this time, but threw the bamboo hat above his head and slid backwards.

"He's running away!"

A qigong brother said.

With a bang, the moment the flying bamboo hat was sliced ​​open, the four men in green shirts hastened their pace and forced them over.

Jing Yue stepped back, stepping on a series of splashes, and the body of the gun slid down the palm of his hand until he grabbed the tail end and swung it back.

The next moment, Jing Yue, who was originally retreating, suddenly took root on his right foot, raised his left foot, and tilted his body's center of gravity backward.

The four men in green shirts broke through the rain curtain and just approached, then they couldn't help but tremble.

In their line of sight, they saw Jing Yue's body leaning back, his robe shaking violently, his whole body like a full bow ready to go.

In just an instant, this "full bow" shot out!

Jing Yue held a gun with one hand as if he was smashing Huashan Mountain with all his strength, and he slashed forward blatantly!
Whoa!
As the gun passed, the raindrops burst into white mist on the spot, forming a clear white mark.

A man in green shirt who rushed to the front had no time to dodge. Seeing that the spear was coming down head-on, he could only instinctively raise his knife to block it.

clang--

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly.

The straight knife in Qingshan Ke's hand turned into noodles, and the gun bent and hit him on the head with force.

In just a split second, the head of the green-shirted man burst open like a watermelon, blood sprayed out, scarlet red, and his whole body was thrown out like a cannonball.

The tragic death of the green-shirted man could not stop the spear from slashing fiercely, only a bang was heard, as if a thunderbolt had just landed on the ground.

The accumulated water on the ground exploded directly with the soil, turning into flakes and steaming up. Even the raindrops in the second half of the alley were engulfed by the gun wind and flung back like wind and clouds.

The leader in white who was holding an umbrella and watching this scene indifferently raised his sleeves, but he was still half a beat too late, half of his face was slapped by the rolling rain.

The three men in green shirts near the gun body had already been shaken by the violent gun force, their feet were off the ground.

There were two crackling sounds, before the two men in green shirts fell to the ground, they were stabbed in the throat by the tip of the gun, and the blood bloomed like red flowers.

It wasn't until this moment that the last man in green shirt fell heavily to the ground.

He struggled to get up and wanted to run, but his body shook suddenly, and he couldn't help but look down.

A spear tip pierced his chest, and the tip was still trembling.

As soon as Jing Yue drew his gun, he fell to the ground with a bang like a pulled sheepskin raft, losing his breath.

This kind of attack is really domineering and terrifying. The two Qigong brothers who originally wanted to attack could only temporarily avoid the sharp edge and jumped onto the wall of the alley.

And at this time, the leader in white who had been behind the alley moved!
The third young master, Shen Yun, was swarmed by the guards and fled outside, until he passed through two streets, the cloth on his mouth was taken off in a panic.

"stop!"

In the rain, Shen Yun suddenly roared.

The entire fleeing team suddenly paused.

"Go back to me!" Shen Yun said with red eyes.

Wang Yu hurriedly said: "Master, Brother Jing asked us to take you"

"I said let me go back!"

"If someone in the hell wants to eat this bowl of rice from my Shen family, let me go back!"

Seeing that no one responded, Shen Yun continued to roar: "If I die tonight, I will die with Brother Jing!"

Under the rain curtain, the third young master Shen Yun lost two fingers on his right hand, and his eyes were red.

No one had ever seen such a bloody third young master, so that all the nurses froze there.

The heavy rain falls like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Buqian gritted his teeth and said, "Go back!"

So the group of people who just rushed out rushed back with the third young master who had severed his fingers!

It should be infected by the aura of the third young master, everyone has a tragic and indomitable taste.

Facing Jing Yue, whose marksmanship was extremely domineering, the two qigong brothers didn't find a space to sneak attack, and they were startled by the force smashing Huashan just now, and they were timid before attacking.

Suddenly, Jing Yue, who was holding a long gun, was looking at them. The two brothers shook their bodies at the same time, turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

They don't want to take risks, and their purpose is very clear, which is to form a joint force with the leader behind them.

But how could Jing Yue give them such a chance.

During this continuous fight, Jing Yue only felt that there was a fire in his lungs, which was burning badly.

But he couldn't help but want to fight on.

Guns drink blood, people share blood with guns, and heaven and earth suffer together!
This is the description of Miezi Jue. Although he has not performed this ultimate move now, he has a similar domineering momentum.

A human-shaped wind tunnel seemed to appear in the continuous rain, which was left by Jing Yue's rapid attack.

The Qigong brothers suddenly felt a strong wind sweeping from behind, without any hesitation, the straight knives in their hands crossed together instinctively, like a pair of scissors crossed and pushed back.

With a clang, the guns and knives collided, and the sound was crisp.

The two brothers were suddenly hit so fiercely that their bodies slid back involuntarily, bringing up rain all over the ground.

The next moment, their pupils shrank into pitch-black dots, because they suddenly discovered that the straight knife in their hands had been bent by the gun, and a strange trembling force was transmitted along the blade.

In desperation, the two brothers bulged their arms and instinctively mobilized their true energy to resist.

It's a pity that it was half a beat late.

With two crisp sounds, the strange power of Beng Zi Jue directly split the bones of the index fingers of their hands holding the knife, and the "Machete" almost wanted to let go.

After the smash, the spear trembled and hummed continuously.

With a buzzing sound, the gun moved again, broke through the rain curtain, and stabbed a qigong practitioner who hadn't had time to stand still.

At this moment, the long spear was poked forward, and the body of the gun was stirred, and the surrounding rainwater was driven by it, forming a turbulent flow, which was unstoppable like a white dragon coming out of water.

A look of bitterness appeared on the faces of the two brothers, knowing that if the other party continued to be so aggressive, they would die if they failed to make three moves.

No, I'm afraid this shot won't be able to stop it!
The qigong brother on the right saw that there was no way to avoid it, his protruding temples swelled violently, and he held the bent straight knife with both hands to block it, which was a desperate fight.

With a snap, the tip of the gun hit the blade, and the already curved ring-sword twisted like a twist, and then snapped.

The spear hardly slowed down, and hit him on the forehead.

Afterwards, the qigong practitioner's body was thrown up high like a kite with broken strings, and there was a deep blood hole on his forehead, and he was definitely dead.

After the spear was stabbed, Jing Yue gritted his teeth, holding the end of the gun with one hand, and the body of the gun with the other, the muscles of his arms under his clothes swelled, and he flicked it sideways!
Then the long spear that stabbed forward hummed, and smashed towards the remaining qigong practitioner next to him.

For a moment, the swept rainwater turned into a majestic mist, forming a silver fan.

But at this moment, a cold light came on, Jing Yue's eyes narrowed, and his body couldn't help but tilt.

With a scoff, a dart cut through the shirt he had strangled, and left a deep mark on the "plate armor" inside, which was extremely sinister.

As a result, the sweeping momentum of the long spear stopped for a moment, and it smashed through the wall next to it with a bang, and the strength of the spear made the ears of the qigong practitioners who dodged close to him buzz non-stop.

The next moment, Jing Yue leaned back and fell to the ground.

A string of flying needles flew past his face, making an ear-piercing sound of piercing through the air.

Amidst the rain, the leader in white, dressed in fox fur, started to run, with a bunch of hidden weapons in his right hand.

　This book is not very absorbing. I originally wanted to see if the smart push after [-] words could be improved, but the smart push has a problem. I am really speechless.

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