Crush the Three Kingdoms with Cards

Chapter 133 Linji Capital (4)

"Boom~" Eighteen tall and straight soldiers turned the guns in their hands into metal shields one after another. ——"Put in formation! Eighteen copper walls and iron walls!"

"Roar!"

The eighteen soldiers roared, condensing the true essence of their bodies, pouring it into the metal shield, and transforming into a wall glowing with alloy light.

"The spear of thunder and punishment from the sky!" Now that the offense and defense are interchangeable, Zihuang relieved his previous grievances and displayed his proud skills.

"Shhhhhh~"

The thunder is as loud as a thousand birds, and it is noisy. ——"How can a mere wall stop my Thunder Spear!? Go!"

"Hey~"

Zihuang threw his spear vigorously and shot at the iron wall. ——"Boom!"

"Buzz~"

The metal clattered, and the copper and iron walls were shot through a cave by the Zihuang's spear of thunder and punishment, but before the Zihuang could smile, the copper and iron walls quickly returned to their original appearance.As if it hadn't been damaged at all.

"Purple Emperor, are you really an idiot? Show off your IQ as an emperor!" Tsing Yi's lips parted slightly on his face covered by a hood.

When Zihuang heard this, he smiled, and said: "Hmph! Dorgon, it's better for you to take care of yourself. I don't need you to intervene in my affairs!" Tsing Yi heard the words, but didn't say anything, I don't know where he took it out again. A sword, the sword light is shining, extremely faint.

"Yin!" Tsing Yi's expression froze, the sword in his hand pointed straight at the sky, and the light of the sword suddenly restrained.

"Good sword." The smoking man who was about to do it just now praised sincerely: "Dorgon, is this your trump card? Qingming Sword."

There is a sword in the ages called Qingming, the scabbard is made of Tangdi wood, the whole body is black, the ornaments are all silver-plated, white and shiny, the texture of the sword body looks like a hundred dragons circling, the finish is restrained, and the color is slightly dark blue.Cutting iron and breaking gold is like drinking tea.

"That's right. It's Qingming." Tsing Yi's expression was indifferent, he pinched the sword formula with his left hand, and Qingming with his right hand, his demeanor was beyond dust. "Su Yan, let me see today, your strength as No.1 in the science fiction group."

Oh?It turns out that this is completely inconsistent with the ancient name of a smoking man named Su Yan.He has a domineering nickname, Su Yan Wang.The reason for this nickname was actually obtained from fighting. ——One bullet kills one life, whether it saves people or kills people, his marksmanship is superb, and there are no cases where his bullets fail to reach the target.The word "Yan" is engraved on the bullet, so people call him "Su Yan Wang", or simply call him "Yan Wang".

"Ahahaha~ Hades told you to die on the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch?" Su Yan held a burning cigarette between the middle finger and index finger of his right hand. Well, go over and take a closer look. Great Wall brand.Holding a cigarette from the Great Wall brand, he said with a smile: "Dorgon, do you know that your life may end at any time next."

"Laugh, Su Yan, you are the king, and I am the emperor. Under the emperor's order, all kings submit! Therefore, you should worry about your own life, which will end at any time." Tsing Yi's thin lips breathed out a mouthful of white mist.This means that he has already entered the artistic conception of 'into the subtleties'.

"Oh? It's the first time I've seen you use such an ability. Sure enough, the intelligence network of my science fiction team urgently needs to be strengthened." Su Yan also heaved a sigh of relief and smiled.He breathed out this breath, and spit it on the Great Wall cigarette he held in his fingers. ——"Roar~", the breath he exhaled was like a flammable substance, and the Great Wall cigarettes were all set ablaze.The flames covered his hands.

"Flame—wild fire!" Su Yan waved his right hand lightly, and the fire ball in his hand turned into a faint green color.

"Zihuang, blast this broken wall with speed!" Tsing Yi frowned, and said in a low voice, "His ability needs a period of time to ferment. The longer you delay, the less chance we have of winning." At this moment, he needs to Keeping my state in the best condition, I can't tolerate the slightest consumption in a battle with Su Yan.Therefore, he can't do it now.

"Tsing Yi, do you think the walls with the condensed true energy of these eighteen people are so easy to break?" Zi Huang said impatiently: "Also, let me say it again: I don't need you to interrupt my affairs."

"Hmph!" Tsing Yi frowned, a little annoyed.But his body still maintained the posture of 'holding the sword and pointing to the sky', without moving.

"Flame—fairy fire!" At this moment, Su Yan lit another cigarette, condensing the fire ball on his left hand.The color of this fire is completely different from that of the will-o'-the-wisp, it is a mass of beige flames.

"Spear of Thunder and Punishment from Heaven!"

Zihuang threw the thunder spear again, piercing a hole in the copper wall and iron wall, but it was repaired by the eighteen soldiers infusing true energy in an instant.They completely gave up attacking and only defended, like a tortoise with its head and tail shrunk. It was really annoying that they couldn't find a flaw.

"Aiya~" Zihuang was so angry that smoke came out of his nostrils, and he felt that he was even more aggrieved now than when he could only defend himself before.Therefore, he couldn't help cursing: "You turtles! Do you still have the courage to be a man?" The eighteen soldiers remained expressionless, pouring true energy into the alloy wall continuously.

"Okay! Okay, okay! You guys are ignoring me! I want to see how much real energy you have to support you!" Zihuang was so angry that he raised his big hand and abandoned Thunder Spear, but condensed thousands of real energy to support you! A purple thunder bead, and shouted: "Thunderstorm!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~"

With the Zihuang's order, hundreds of thunderballs fell instantly, like a shower, falling towards the alloy wall.

"Crackling~cracking~"

The sound of cracking raindrops sounded, and the copper wall and iron wall were like the canopy of the shop to keep out the rain. Except for the music of the rain, it was not damaged at all.However, what was very unusual was that Zihuang showed joy on his face and laughed loudly: "Hehehe! Look at your pale faces! Don't you have any real energy? You..."

Suddenly, Zihuang's voice stagnated, and so did his expression.The eighteen soldiers took out a test tube bottle from their respective camouflage uniforms.In the test tube bottle, there is a light red medicine.

"It's true that we don't have much real energy, but we have the potion 'Blood of the Holy Ape', which can restore real energy in seconds. And it's enough." Eighteen soldiers paid attention to Zihuang for the first time, and replied Then he looked up to the sky and swallowed the red potion into his stomach.

"Drink~" Eighteen shouts of drinking sounded together, and Zihuang clearly found that [-]% of their true energy had recovered in an instant.

"Joke, how can a mere sci-fi group of yours possess a lot of such heaven-defying medicinal effects? Is it enough? It's just a bluff!" Zihuang roared unwillingly.After roaring, he waved his hand again, condensing hundreds of thunder beads. ——"Thunderstorm!"

At this time, Su Yan clasped his hands together, and the two fires in his hands - ghost fire and fairy fire slowly merged together.His deep voice echoed in everyone's ears: "Yan——Samsara Fire!"

(End of this chapter)