Under One Person: The Arrival of Nine Lords

As the sound of the wheel rang out, Wushang instantly became the center of the bullet storm.

Nearly a thousand bullets per second were fired in all directions, with him as the center.

This was the result of his intentional control of the firing rate.

Ding ding ding…Ding ding ding…

The sound of metal colliding was endless. Jia Zhengliang's Twelve Immortal Slashing Flying Knives had already exceeded the speed of sound when he exerted all his strength. Those with weak strengths might not even be able to see clearly.

All one could see were streaks of light flashing around Wushang.

It can be said that anyone who meets Jia Zhengliang will have a headache. Even Wang Ye and Zhang Lingyu are no exception.

But when facing Wushang, Jia Zhengliang's advantage of twelve flying knives disappeared.

Because... there are too many bullets!

There were simply too many of them, no matter how fast Jia Zhengliang's flying knife was.

His ultimate target of attack is always only one and that is Wushang.

That means that the flying knife's range of movement is actually limited.

As long as there are enough bullets, it will be impossible to dodge unless the speed of his flying knife can crush you.

Ding... After the first flying knife was hit, this flying knife lost its balance due to the bullet.

Not only did the flight path become crooked, but the speed was also greatly reduced.

Then he was hit by more bullets and flew out of the field.

Then came the second, third, and fourth flying knives... In the end, Jia Zhengliang could only use all his strength to desperately control the last six flying knives.

Keep breaking through! At this time, he was waving his hands up and down to manipulate it.

There is no longer the ease and comfort of previous battles.

"There's still a chance. As long as I can hold out until he runs out of bullets, I still have a chance. Damn it, why is his hit rate so high?

Ordinary people shouldn't even be able to see my flying knives."

At the same time, a wall made of golden light was inlaid with dense bullets.

The group of audiences behind the old Taoist priest all swallowed their saliva at this moment.

As for those stubborn ones...well, the strong ones have already run away.

A few unlucky ones were lying on the ground, shivering with their wounds in their hands.

The guardrails and spectator stands outside the stadium had already been riddled with holes and were on the verge of collapse. Apart from anything else, after this battle, the stadium was basically useless.

At this moment, the sound of blank gunshots was heard!

Wushang is out of bullets.

"Opportunity!" Jia Zhengliang was very excited. The six flying knives instantly reached their maximum speed under the wrapping of Qi.

From the six directions of front, back, left, right, up and down, it aimed directly at Wushang's six vital points.

Wu Shang casually threw out two Gatling guns, aimed at the two flying knives and threw them out, but there was only a "crack" sound.

The two Gatling guns were cut directly into four pieces.

The materialization of Wushang's technological weapons will take different amounts of time to materialize depending on the size of the weapon, its technological content, and other data. (The fastest is one second, the slowest is five seconds.)

For example, a normal pistol only takes one second, a Gatling gun takes five seconds, and a modified Desert Eagle takes 1.5 seconds.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, with the speed of Jia Zhengliang's flying knife, Wushang would definitely not have time to condense the weapon again.

But who stipulated that we can’t gather together in advance?

Wu Shang shook his hands slightly, and two 18.5mm short-barreled shotguns slipped out of his sleeves and fell into his hands.

Also commonly known as a sprayer!

In addition, [Spear Concealment] itself is also an important branch skill of gun fighting.

This also includes gun modification, special ammunition manufacturing, bomb assembly... and so on

Just heard two loud bangs!

clang clang...

The two flying knives were directly broken into two pieces!

Then, under Jia Zhengliang's incredulous gaze, Wushang shook his wrist slightly, and the two guns immediately changed direction.

Boom boom... Two more sounds

Two more flying swords that could slay immortals were blasted into pieces.

Then he stumbled and took a half step back, just in time to avoid the two flying knives that were attacking from above and below.

Then raise your hand...

Boom boom...

With two loud roars, the two flying swords of the immortal war came to an end.

The broken blade was blown high into the air and finally fell to the ground.

Jia Zhengliang was completely stunned at this point, and he couldn't hide the horror in his eyes at all.

Wushang threw the shotgun in his hand to the ground.

As the shotgun fell to the ground, Wushang's hands began to materialize two Desert Eagles (modified) again.

However, this time it is a violent modified version equipped with armor-piercing bullets.

"Surrender?" Wu Shang walked slowly towards Jia Zhengliang with a gun in both hands. He had no intention of rushing to end the battle.

Otherwise, Wu Shang had secretly hit Jia Zhengliang twice while he was surprised, and the outcome would have probably been decided.

But for Wu Shang, his real goal was to destroy all of the twelve flying knives of the little red-haired boy, and then let the little red-haired boy go back and marry the village beauty.

Otherwise, it would be too unfair to be killed by the Prison Dragon. After all, this guy is not a bad guy.

"I'll kick your grandma!" Jia Zhengliang was furious!

He just waved his right hand, and the six flying knives that had been knocked away flew back again.

Surrounding him.

But this time he no longer had the arrogance he had before. His eyes were filled with caution.

Wu Shang smiled and said, "Very good, that's it!"

The next moment, Wu Shang gave up his advantage in long-range attack and rushed forward directly.

Jia Zhengliang's eyes lit up. He still had a chance in close combat.

bang bang bang...

In an instant, the two of them were fighting each other, and the sound of flesh colliding continued to ring out.

Wushang demonstrated in front of everyone what real gun fighting skills are.

Wushang was seen using the gun handle, the back of his hand, elbows, knees, and kicks as auxiliary attacks.

He easily defeated Jia Zhengliang's poor close combat tactics.

As for the original Jia family's Running Flow Palm, Jia Zhengliang seemed to not know how to do it at all.

So a real-life version of beating up a child was staged at the venue.

At this time, Jia Zhengliang's only chance of winning was the remaining six flying knives.

But unfortunately, Wushang's dual guns always appear at incredible positions and timings.

Wu Shang kneed Jia Zhengliang and knocked him flying. Then he crossed his guns and fired two shots to knock away the two flying knives that were attacking from both sides.

Then he jumped up to avoid the flying knife under his feet, turned around and hit Jia Zhengliang in the chest with his elbow.

Then he fired two more shots with his left hand, knocking away the two flying knives that were chasing him.

This was not the end. Wu Shang then stepped on Jia Zhengliang's knee with his left foot to gain leverage, and then did a 360-degree spin kick. He kicked Jia Zhengliang hard in the face and sent him flying.

Then he swung his right hand and used the handle of the gun to knock the last flying knife away.

Then double gun fire, bang bang bang...

The last flying knife was smashed into pieces.

The kick just now was very heavy, and Jia Zhengliang was knocked unconscious for several seconds before he woke up.

It took him a long time to get up.

Although Wushang would not take advantage of his illness to kill him.

But he would definitely not do nothing. In this short period of time, he took advantage of the fact that no one was controlling the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives and smashed the three flying knives into pieces again.

When Jia Zhengliang got up again, there were only two flying knives left by his side.

"Aren't you going to surrender yet?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Come on!" Jia Zhengliang roared hysterically.

It took him more than ten years to refine the 12 immortal-slaying flying knives with Qi. Today, they were completely annihilated in the battle, turning his efforts of more than ten years into ashes. Jia Zhengliang didn't go crazy now, which was a sign of his good concentration.

"Haha, I admire you a little. I still have two bullets. Let's decide the outcome with one move!"

"Okay!" Jia Zhengliang raised his right palm, and the two flying knives on both sides of his shoulders were ready to move.

But Wushang didn't give him a chance to attack this time.

Bang bang... Two shots! Two specially made armor-piercing bullets were fired directly at the attacking route of the two flying knives.

If Jia Zhengliang insists on taking action, the result will just be another collision.

Then Wu Shang directly threw the special Desert Eagle in his hand as a hidden weapon. The two Desert Eagles flew towards Jia Zhengliang one after the other with a heavy whistling sound.

Jia Zhengliang raised his hand to block the first Desert Eagle, only to hear a bang.

Jia Zhengliang's arm was in severe pain from the shock, and his body became unstable. He almost fell down.

"What a strength!"

Seeing the second Desert Eagle coming, Jia Zhengliang didn't dare to take it head-on, so he dodged it sideways. Then he was about to launch a flying knife to counterattack.

But I found that there was no one in front of me.

“Oh…oh!”

boom!

Wushang, who appeared behind Jia Zhengliang, retracted his knife.

Only Jia Zhengliang was left, limply collapsed on the ground.

"I'll leave two for you to save your life." Wu Shang thought silently.

"The winner is Su Wushang!"

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Five hours later, Jia Zhengliang was lying on the hospital bed with an IV drip.

I saw him holding a handful of fragments with lifeless eyes.

After a long time, he wailed: "My Immortal Slaying Flying Knife, my mother is coming, I can't make it! It's too scary outside, I want to go home! Wuuwu..."