Da Bong fights more people

"To be honest, I thought you would teleport us to Yueshi Villa. In that case, I would be in real danger, my lord. I was caught off guard just now, but now, don't even think about teleporting us. I should say you are smart, Or stupid?"

He suddenly laughed, leaning forward and backward, with an arrogant posture: "I think you are very smart, because you know how to flatter me and send yourself to the door to seek death."

Xu Qi'an slowly drew out the black gold long knife, "Senior Brother Yang and I are enough to kill you bastard."

Li Miaozhen and others are all in the small town, so there is no point in sending them to the villa.First of all, the nine-color lotus cannot withstand the powerful fluctuations in energy. Although the lotus is a treasure, its magic is not in defense.

Secondly, the two subordinates of Young Master Baipao are extremely powerful. Once they fight in the villa, they will definitely implicate the disciples of the Tiandihui.Although they will inevitably go into battle tomorrow.

In the end, Yang Qianhuan arranged several defensive formations, just like defending a city. If the enemy wants to climb the city wall, he has to pay the price of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

There is no reason to send the enemy to the top of the city for nothing.

Yang Qianhuan let out a "heh", shook his head and said, "I don't know how to make a move, the humble ants are not worth my shot."

Qiu Qian raised his eyebrows, and his anger surged uncontrollably. He deeply disliked the tone of voice and haughty attitude of this white-clothed warlock.

"If you deliberately made me angry, then you succeeded." Qiu Qian sneered.

"You deserve it too?" Yang Qianhuan said indifferently.

"Don't dare to show people your true colors, because you are afraid of being retaliated by me?" Qiu Qian stared at the back of the opponent's head.

To this, Yang Qianhuan simply let out a "huh".

"" Qiu Qian's face twitched, and he said in a deep voice, "Left and right envoys, kill this guy for me."

The taciturn right envoy suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he punched out behind Yang Qianhuan.

His fist penetrated Yang Qianhuan's body, but what he hit was only an afterimage.

The warlock in white appeared in the distance, still pretending to be indifferent, and said:

"Vulgar warriors, dealing with you is like playing with a stupid mouse, no, the mouse bites when it is anxious, you are a reptile."

"Kill him!" Qiu Qian snapped.

Senior Brother Yang is very good at spreading hatred. Even Xu Qi'an felt a little uncomfortable hearing this.

I didn't see him bend his knees to accumulate energy just now, and he appeared behind Senior Brother Yang like a flash. This is the magic of the fifth-grade energy, and he perfectly controls the power of the physical body. I didn't understand why Yang Yan and the others flickered when they made a move. Now, now I finally understand.

Yang Qianhuan unhurriedly took out an iron box from his bosom, opened it, a cannon and a bed crossbow appeared beside him, guarding him in the center.

At the same time, a handful of firecrackers emerged and scattered in the void around him.

Cannons, bed crossbows, and firecrackers are all engraved with patterns, and their power is more than ten times that of ordinary firearms of the same kind.

Patterns appeared under Yang Qianhuan's feet, including these heavy weapons. They seemed to be transformed into one with Yang Qianhuan, teleporting along with him, flickering.

"Vulgar warrior, let you know how great and terrifying a warlock is." Yang Qianhuan snapped his fingers.

The bed crossbow, cannon muzzle, and gun muzzle were aimed at the right envoy wearing a hat and cloak at the same time.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Fire salvo.

The right envoy with a body of copper skin and iron bones did not dare to resist such a dense and terrifying firepower coverage. With the powerful explosive power of the martial artist, he ran around Yang Qianhuan, wanting to go around and make a surprise attack.

But Yang Qianhuan, who controls the teleportation ability, is faster than him, and can always change the direction in advance, adjust the muzzle, and force the right to stop the idea of ​​assault constantly, and continue to circle around.

The crossbow bolts pierced the ground, and the artillery tore through the ground, splashing clods and gravel, creating dazzling flames and loud bangs.

Yang Qianhuan's iron box is like a bottomless treasure bag, continuously replenishing ammunition and crossbow arrows.

Suddenly, the helpless right envoy, who was forced by the firepower output just now, disappeared strangely at this moment, and a burly and tall man appeared behind Yang Qianhuan, less than three feet away from him.

For a martial artist at the peak of the fourth rank, this distance can seriously injure or even kill masters of other systems of the same rank.

easy.

But the right envoy still only attacked afterimages.

It was so dangerous that the boat almost capsized in the gutter. Yang Qianhuan appeared tens of feet away, with a layer of cold sweat on his back, but his surface was very calm:

"You used teleportation tools to deal with me, and warlock methods to deal with me. Should you say you are smart or stupid? I think you are very smart, because your success made me experience the joy of IQ crushing."

As a warlock, Senior Brother Yang has very strong professional ability. I was sweating for him just now. It turned out that I was just worrying about it.

He was infected by Yang Qianhuan's steady voice like an old dog.

No longer paying attention to Yang Qianhuan's battle, he walked slowly towards Qiu Qian and the right envoy with a knife in his hand, "It's our time."

Qiu Qian raised the corner of his mouth and greeted him, saying: "Zuo Shi, you hold the line for me, and I'll deal with this little bastard."

The left envoy frowned, and habitually advised: "Young master, you are a rich man, how could you risk yourself. I will join hands with you to kill him, this is the safest way.

"In the struggle between life and death, there is no need to be emotional."

Xu Qi'an nodded: "Two go at the same time, otherwise I can hit ten with just one ant like you."

His tone was calm and his face was calm, as if he was telling a trivial fact.

Qiu Qian grinned grimly and said, "I practiced martial arts hard since I was a child, and I never stopped day and night. I thought I would not lose to any of my peers. Everyone in Dafeng praises you, Xu Qi'an, for your extraordinary talent, and you are a genius that is not inferior to King Zhenbei.

"But I know that you are only relying on it to add you to get adventures, so that you have your current status. In fact, you are nothing."

He walked up to Xu Qi'an slowly, stretched out his right palm, and the left envoy hurriedly opened the pitch-black wooden box, a small sword flew out of the box, rapidly inflated, and turned into a long sword like autumn water.

This sword is as clear as autumn water, seems to be able to absorb the moonlight from the sky, and the blade and spine are covered with a shallow, water-like brilliance.

As expected, he knew that he had good luck, and he was jealous of Xu Qi'an, and his heart became hot, and he couldn't wait to kill someone to summon his soul.

The figures of the two disappeared at the same time, the difference is that where Xu Qi'an was originally standing, there were two deep footprints sunken with a bang, but Qiu Qian did not.

"Ding!"

The next moment, dazzling sparks appeared in the midair, and then the figures of the two appeared, their swords clashing against each other.

"Your saber is a magic weapon refined by the supervisor, but my Moon Shadow is not bad."

Qiu Qian exerted his strength suddenly and pushed Xu Qi'an out. The sword light followed closely, and more than a dozen sword lights exploded almost at the same time, slashing Xu Qi'an's chest, limbs, and throat.

Bring up a series of dazzling sparks.