Facing the countless Qing troops surrounding and killing from all directions, Cheng Peng's companions took action one after another, showing their magical powers. Relying on their own unique skills, they actually blocked the Qing army's large-scale attack with just seven people.

But among these seven people, two of them had never taken action.

One is Cheng Peng carrying the Fire Inner Gun, and the other is Wang Hu who is wearing a weird black armor while Stori.

"Liu Xuan did a pretty job," said Wang Hu, "I killed a large group in one go, and the world became much more purified immediately!"

Cheng Peng smiled and said nothing, just looking at him.

"Okay, I can't be so slow..." Wang Hu moved quickly, and in a short while he had already put on the pure black armor. He finally sorted out his collar and belt, and put on a black helmet with two pointed ears.

"Hey, I'll get the Qing army blocking the road and come back soon."

Cheng Peng laughed, raised his right hand, and brimmed his high-five to him.

The next moment, Wang Hu turned into a dazzling lightning and rushed towards the Qing army formation.

Liu Xuan's fierce attack just now had pierced through the iron walls of at least a few thousand Qing troops. However, his shocking move took too much physical strength. After breaking the formation of Qing soldiers, he was stopped by the strange people who participated in the Qing army. Facing the four-star monsters and monsters, he had already lost his momentum and fell into a hard battle and gradually lost his support.

And Wang Hu's charge came at this critical moment!

Wang Hu, who turned into lightning, crossed hundreds of meters in less than a blink of an eye. Before the various evil factions who besieged Liu Xuan could react, they rushed to the middle.

His attack method is much simpler but more gorgeous than Liu Xuan. He swung his fist as soon as he made a move and released a large area of ​​dazzling power grid.

Those evil sects who besieged Liu Xuan never thought that Wang Hu would come so quickly? They were caught off guard. They screamed and roared, trying to gain some time to sacrifice magic weapons or cast spells to protect themselves, but who in the world can be faster than lightning?

So Wang Hu continued with this move. Those who only focused on besieging Liu Xuan without giving him a layer of protection in advance, or the intensity of the protection was insufficient, were all twitched by the blue-white lightning, shaking like a break-dance space step. After shaking for a while, they fell down one after another. Those with thick skin and thick flesh were not bad. Although they were charred all over, they could at least have a breath to slowly breathe, while those with fragility directly wafted the aroma of barbecue... "You're here early!" Liu Xuan patted a Tantric monk holding a vajra with one palm and flew up like a kite, saying without looking back, "I can hold on for a while!"

"If you are a little late, you will have to hold a ceremony to comfort the martyrs." Wang Hu laughed loudly, and used his right hand to catch the fist of a strongman who was fighting with his figure as much as the statue in the temple. His palm suddenly became bigger and he actually grabbed the fist of the other party.

He roared, and burst out amazing strength from somewhere, pulling this big guy who is about half taller than himself off the ground, sweeping around like a huge wooden stick, forcing the enemy to get close. Then he roared wildly, using this guy as a weapon, and smashed the golden bell hard on a Toutuo who was sacrificing the magic weapon of the golden bell, smashing the golden bell to pieces, and the people inside the golden bell naturally became slags.

"When did you have such a strange power? I remember that you were still a speed-type when you slayed the dragon last time." Liu Xuan asked in surprise.

"I went to the American comics world some time ago and washed some things under the guidance of Master Bruce - now, except for charge, I am the other way around, the rest of the time is power rather than speed."

"Don't you feel uncomfortable with it?"

"The power type is more suitable for me than the speed type... Actually, after getting used to it, I found that it is quite interesting... Are you interested? I can introduce it to you."

"Forget it, I'm quite satisfied with my current state."

"What trick was that lightning just now? It works very well!" Liu Xuan said casually.

"The technology in the world of mass effect can be obtained by performing a surgery. The difficult thing is to slowly control it after getting it. It is said that more than 99% of players cannot control this lightning ability well, and eventually give up on it..."

"Then you are the remaining one percent?"

"To be correct, it is four out of thousands, and the three batches of transformed players with a total of 3,000 people, only twelve of them persisted."

"Can I complain about this reminds me of classic numbers like the Twelve Golden Saints and the Twelve Beast God Generals?"

"Please, but I've complained about this a long time ago."

The two of them put their backs on their backs, fisting and kicking hard to fight against the evil monks around them who were already devastated. They did not forget to chat after fighting, as if they did not take the large groups of enemies seriously.

It also seemed very relaxed that other people who were trying to resist the Qing soldiers who were rushing up from all directions like a tide.

It’s not that they have any advantage in the battle—in fact, they are just struggling to support it, after all, the human sea tactics are always very effective—but that they don’t feel nervous or afraid at all when facing this situation that seems to be over.

But no matter how fierce the battle was, they would occasionally turn their eyes to the center of the team, and to the figure wearing golden armor and holding red guns.

As long as that person is still there, they are full of confidence.

Similarly, no matter what advantage other battles have, Dorgon and the Qingfeng Palace cannot see any joy on their faces.

His eyes also looked at Cheng Peng.

As long as Cheng Peng has not taken action and as long as Cheng Peng has not been stopped, they will not be able to rest assured!

Cheng Peng obviously noticed everyone's gaze, so he smiled, his smile was pure and without any shadows, as if he was just thinking of something interesting while walking.

Then, he turned his eyes to the Qingfeng Palace people holding the sword and guarding the spotlight.

"The location we met last time was not suitable. You must be very dissatisfied with it, right?" he said kindly, "So now, I will give you this opportunity."

Before he finished speaking, he had summoned the Qilin horse, turned over the horse, and gently pinched the horse's belly with his feet. The spiritual BMW immediately understood the owner's intention, spread his four hooves, and rushed towards the enemy as if he was flying.

Jade Chasing Horse itself is already a BMW good horse known for its high speed. After evolving into a kirin horse, it has increased its speed to a higher level. When it runs, it is like a fire meteor that cuts through the sky. It charges along the path opened by Liu Xuan and Wang Hu. It takes only one or two breaths to rush to the people of Qingfeng Palace.

"Don't think about it!" A player holding a big gun lined up and waved his spear toward Cheng Peng's war horse, trying to stop him with a means similar to a horse-resisting gun.

Cheng Peng ignored it at all. He raised his left hand and slapped Qilin Ju Yuzhu's head. A powerful life energy immediately poured into BMW's body. Although his lyricism ability is in a manifestation system, it can also be used to strengthen himself or mounts.

With this palm, the red light suddenly appeared on the body of the Qilin Horse, and the short horns on the forehead and the four steel-like hooves, leaving a small flame on the passing ground with each step, and the speed suddenly accelerated. Before the player who made the big gun had time to set off, he only left a big horse buttock for him.

Cheng Peng's acceleration was obviously beyond the expectations of everyone in Qingfeng Palace, and he was immediately over the front rows of defense.

Fortunately, there are no masters in Qingfeng Palace. As soon as Cheng Peng's war horse reached the fourth row, a big guy with heavy armor and a giant sword in his hands stood up from the fifth row of players, roared and jumped up high, waved his sword and slashed hard towards Cheng Peng.

"Demacia--!"

The answer to him was Cheng Peng's piercing palm that he immediately issued with his left hand.

The Piano Palm is a very popular palm technique, which is basically a compulsory course for experts and no one can do it.

But if you can do this like Cheng Peng, you don’t accumulate energy in advance, and don’t need to be down-to-earth to exert force. You just lightly knock people away with one palm, that’s a few.

Cheng Peng's attack on the sky was not very powerful, but it knocked the man away for at least five or six meters. No matter how powerful his attack was, it would be impossible to hit the target after retreating for five or six meters.

So the big man's roar had not stopped, and the giant sword had already rumbling down, but it was not Cheng Peng, but a guild companion carrying a large shield.

At this moment, a young man wearing a training suit stood up from the Qingfeng Palace, posing in boxing postures, and did not forget to introduce himself.

"In the lower Qiming, Aisin Jueluo family—"

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to finish this sentence, because Cheng Peng directly activated the Jade Chasing Horse and activated the "collision" skill that the divine horse brought. With the high speed of the unity of man and horse, he hit the young man with perhaps good boxing skills, and knocked him high up at least six or seven meters, fell out more than twenty meters, and hit a heavy blow on a flagpole, knocking down the giant tree that was nailed firmly to the ground.

Seeing that Cheng Peng's war horse had reached the point of the stage, everyone knew that it had reached a critical moment. They rushed up one by one, intending to do whatever they wanted, with Cheng Peng's famous Pear Blossom Flying Snow Spear, purely relying on the stern pulling and dragging him down from the war horse.

What greeted them was not the countless gun shadows that were expected, but a circle of blue halos.

This circle of halo only appeared for a short moment, but it caused a thin layer of ice to appear on the players closest to Cheng Peng, and the movements seemed to have turned into slow motion of a movie. Not only did it fail to catch Cheng Peng, but it stopped the companions behind it.

Cheng Peng ignored the people of Qingfeng Palace who were full of anger and panic. Taking advantage of the second when the cloak "Clothes in the Sky" was effective, his magic could only support the halo of this second. He put away the jade chase horse, jumped high, and continuously shrank in the air, skipped the weapons thrown by the players, jumped over the magic sent by the masters of the NPC evil sect, and jumped onto the general platform. Through the Qing generals who looked like earth but stopped him tremblingly, he looked coldly at Dorgon, who was almost unable to stand firmly.
Chapter completed!