God Killer

() Those immortal cultivators saw Zheng Xian falling in front of them, and immediately used their supernatural powers to bombard Zheng Xian desperately.

I don't know what magical means Mo Xue used. Zheng Xian's colony armor was blasted into a huge dent. Fortunately, the colony armor is memory metal. It kept pressing on Zheng Xian's chest.

Seeing all kinds of supernatural powers pouring down like rain, Zheng Xian's pupils shrank sharply. This was at least a dozen immortal cultivators attacking together.

The ultimate on Zheng Xian's fingertips suddenly activated, and pulled out a withered light shield. These more than ten attacks slammed on the light shield, and a big hole was smashed into the ground behind Zheng Xian. The pipeline, Zheng Xian, fell directly into the drainage well.

Afterwards, Zheng Xian drilled down the drainage well, which was only as wide as one person, and disappeared completely.

Among these immortal cultivators, there are all kinds of supernatural powers. The plane that was hunted down by Zheng Xian last time but escaped, got out of the crowd at this time, and took off the dark glasses that Hei Ye still wore on his face, revealing his blood red eyes Come.

It is really not easy for a cultivator to get a similar speculator. It is much more difficult than for ordinary people to get a friend. He, Fatty Curly, and Old Mature hit it off at the first sight. They have the same hobbies. I either smoke or play mahjong at night. I live a very comfortable life, but now that the fat man is dead and the curly hair is dead, only Lao Cheng and him are left. Lao Cheng has not woken up to this day. How could he not hate him?He hated Zheng Xian to death, so he didn't care about anything at this time, and used the magic power of these eyes that had been hidden all along.

Even if the cultivators are in front of the same sect, they have to keep their hands in the bottom of the box. They can't let everyone know about their old background. If they are all exposed, it's like showing all their offensive and defensive plans in front of the enemy. The same door, God knows if they are enemies tomorrow?At that time, people will know everything about you, and you will have no place to cry if you want to.

Seeing the plane's eyeballs staring wide, the scarlet eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets, the crimson color inside spewed out unexpectedly, and shot out two light clusters like a flashlight, shining on the ground.

The ground that was illuminated immediately began to gradually become transparent, and the drainage pipeline was only two or three meters deep. It is not particularly difficult to see through the plane at this depth, not to mention that a cultivator immediately took out a jade coin and put it into his mouth. middle.

The reason why jade coins can become the currency of immortal cultivators is not only because he can store vitality, but also has an irreplaceable role in battles. When using other things that store vitality, if you want to It always takes a little energy and time to draw vitality from it.

But jade coins do not have this problem, as long as they are held in the mouth, the jade coins will naturally decompose, and the unstoppable power of transforming life will flow into the sea of ​​​​qi. It is simple, convenient, and directly effective. One of the greatest inventions ever.

When a cultivator with jade coins fights with a cultivator without jade coins, as long as there is not a huge difference in strength, in the end, the cultivator with jade coins will definitely win.

With the help of the vitality in the billowing jade coins, the eyes of the plane swam along the drainage pipeline. Zheng Xian walked like a snake in the underground drainage pipeline that was only enough for him to accommodate himself. Naturally, there was no binocular of the plane. The speed of the gaze was fast, so Zheng Xian was caught by the gaze of the plane while he was still running fast.

Mo Xue showed an indifferent smile on her face, she still clasped her five fingers together, and tapped lightly towards Zheng Xian who was on the ground like a bird's beak.

But this blow didn't hurt Zheng Xian, it just blasted a big hole one meter deep in the ground, but if there were two or three more blows, Mr. Zheng would definitely be dug out.

At this time, several immortal cultivators suddenly smiled, lifted the manhole cover in front of Zheng Xian, took out two small grenades from his arms, and threw them directly into the manhole cover.

Then the two immortal cultivators turned around and ran away.

There were two loud bangs, the well cover was blown up high, and the drainage pipe was completely collapsed amidst the earthquake.

The plane shook its eyes a few times due to the violent ground tremor, and temporarily lost its target, and then the plane regained its focus and looked towards the position where Zheng Xian was just now.

The result was beyond the plane's expectations. There had been a landslide, but there was no sign of Zheng Xian who was buried alive.

The plane hurriedly tracked Zheng Xian back along the pipeline, but there was still no trace of Zheng Xian. Unless Zheng Xian was blown to pieces and turned into mud, there was no way the plane's blood eyes could not see a person like Zheng Xian. big living.

For a while, the plane searched everywhere, but to no avail.

At this time, the nightingale in the distance had just pierced the chest of a cultivator with a sniper rifle. This was the easiest way to cool down the gun. The reason why Zheng Xian was able to survive the siege of more than 200 cultivators was because Because of Nightingale's sniper rifle, people were constantly harvesting lives. On the other hand, there were at least two groups of more than 50 immortal cultivators rushing towards her position, which relieved Zheng Xian's pressure a lot.

These more than 50 immortal cultivators eventually became the buckets that Nightingale used to cool the barrels of his guns.

Obviously, the other party somewhat underestimated the sniper hiding in the distance.

Under normal circumstances, a sniper's personal combat power is not too strong. Sending fifty immortal cultivators to hunt and kill her is enough to think highly of this sniper. It was because they were afraid that the sniper would run away, and they would not be able to catch up with the lack of manpower. At the same time, they did not send a level A immortal cultivator, but they did not expect that the sniper who attacked from a distance was far more powerful than the guy who ran up to him and shouted. To be tyrannical too much.

The last immortal cultivator turned his head and ran away, but suddenly found that this woman in a strange attire was even faster than him, clinging to him like a phantom, and then the immortal cultivator felt a sudden chill on his neck , the neck was pinched by the mecha hand.

The neck and spine are like the seven inches of a cultivator. They must not be controlled by others. Once they are caught, they will lose their resistance immediately.

The immortal cultivator was inexplicably terrified and shouted repeatedly: "Wait, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Before the immortal cultivator finished shouting, a pitch-black thing plunged into his head, pierced down the Tianling cover, pierced through his chin, and then pierced into his chest.

Amidst the hissing sound, faint blood-colored steam rose from the black gun barrel inserted into the immortal cultivator's head.

Nightingale pulled out the barrel of the gun from the body of the immortal cultivator. At this time, the barrel of the gun had finally cooled down, but the barrel was already filled with brains, broken bones and other messy things. When the chamber exploded, Nightingale tapped the barrel seriously, and after a mess flowed out, she lay down on the ground again and set up the sniper rifle.

Then the nightmarish gunfire sounded again.

With the sound of the gunshot, the plane that was looking for Zheng Xian suddenly collapsed under its feet, and a stream of light sprang up from the collapse, and with a click, it cut the plane's body in half.

Zheng Xian lurks, waiting for the gunshot.

Zheng Xian admitted that the plane's knife and light were good, with tricky angles and a lot of ideas.

But in Zheng Xian's eyes, the plane's knives are more than fancy, and they are too far away from the saury knives that go forward and never look back. One is a street performer, and the other is really used to kill people. The two are simply not the same ri and language.

Although Zheng Xian is not a professional knife master, he has been watching saury knives for a long time. In addition, Zheng Xian has always regarded saury as his potential opponent, a mountain that cannot be avoided to study, so he also has some skills in the way of the knife. Some insights are not as good as saury, but it is very easy to imitate some knife skills of saury.

In the beginning, the knife was a knife, with one left and one right, and the knife was constantly cutting the head when it should be cut off, and the feet when it should be cut off. Everything was done according to the routine.

When one has practiced to a certain level, it is saber qi. At this time, saber moves are no longer important. The saber can cut bones even if it does not cut on a person.

Further up is the sword intent, that is the realm of the mysterious and the mysterious, the artistic realm of the saber technique, the realm of the palace level.

The sword fish's realm lies in this sword spirit, Zheng Xian has seen it before, it is the method used by the vegetative person who killed dozens of hooligans in the hospital. , making Zheng Xian feel dazzled, that is the pinnacle of saber skills.

Zheng Xian is now able to imitate [-]% of the sword intent of the saury, so he has the ability to cut the plane in half with the knife.This is not something that can be done quickly.

The gunfire from Nightingale's side was equivalent to the ringing of the bell for the second round. Under the suppression of the sniper rifle, the immortal cultivators became restrained again, and Zheng Xian was at ease again. Slashed around again.

However, Zheng Xian had just beheaded three immortal cultivators, when his back suddenly exploded, and with a loud bang, Zheng Xian was directly blown away.

Even if Zheng Xian didn't turn his head to look, he knew that it was Mo Xue who attacked behind his back, which was exactly the same as when his chest was attacked before.

The colonial armor on Zheng Xianxi's back had been torn apart by the plane's knife light, but at this time there was no time to repair it, and Mo Xue's unpredictable method hit the defenseless back. Zheng Xian's back immediately seemed to be hit by a bomb. It bloomed like a flower, and the whole flesh and blood were blown out.

Zheng Xian flew more than ten meters in the air before landing heavily on the ground. Ordinary people would surely die if hit by this blow.

A wound the size of a bowl was blown out on Zheng Xianxi's back, and blood spattered everywhere. Zheng Xian fell to the ground with a puff, like a torn bag, and then fell silent on the ground.

A sneer appeared on Mo Xue's face. This time, she attracted the Annihilation Warrior because she did not know when she exposed her identity as an immortal cultivator, thus attracting the Annihilation Warrior. Everyone has been implicated, and it is the best ending for her to kill this annihilating warrior, and it can be regarded as an explanation for her sect!

The gunshots were still ringing, and Mo Xue quickly approached Zheng Xian who was lying motionless on the ground. Although her blow hit Zheng Xian's back heart, it was enough to blow out Zheng Xian's stomach and internal organs. For an ordinary person Said, there is no doubt about death.

But Mo Xue still wanted to make sure that Zheng Xian was completely dead. If he wasn't dead, she would have to make up for it and make Zheng Xian die more simply.

Then go and finish off the guy who was hiding in the dark and kept firing cold shots.

Mo Xue came to Zheng Xian's side. At this time, Zheng Xian was prostrate on the ground, completely motionless, his back was scorched, and there was a deep hole the size of a bowl. Blood trickled out, and his internal organs were blown out. The power of power is constantly dissipating. Under such circumstances, even if he does not die, he is not far from dying.

A languid smile appeared on the corner of Mo Xue's mouth, and she stretched out her hand to brush the scattered sideburns, then bent down, grabbed Zheng Xian's head with one hand, pressed Zheng Xian's shoulder with the other, and then exerted force, She wanted to tear Zheng Xian's head off his neck.

Under the tearing force of these hands, the colony armor let out a rattling metal hiss, and it was about to collapse at any time.