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Chapter 1398 ask Qin Muran for help

The two ancient martial arts masters from the Hongmen of the Qing Gang who were injured behind Dao Jiangxing saw this scene and their eyes were full of shock.

They all knew that Dao Jiangxing was not weak, but they didn't expect to be so strong.

Especially the big palm print floating above the head of Tao Jiangxing, which contained various scenes, which looked extremely scary.

Everything returns to spring, and everything in the world is included in it, with great momentum and infinite power.

Similarly, the long wind dragon behind Guishan is not to be outdone.

The wind was howling and the long dragon roared, especially when facing the Taoist movement, it poured almost all its anger on the palm prints above his head.

"The wind dragon comes out!"

Guishan saw someone pointing out, and the wind dragon roared behind him, and the rolling wind was like a wave, killing Dao Jiangxing and others.

"Everything returns to spring and holds the moon, suppress it!"

The general of Taoism did not change his expression, calmed his spirit, and the ancient martial arts practiced, and controlled the huge palm prints floating above his head to suppress the wind dragon in front of him.

Everything returns to spring, everything is united into a force, blessing it on the palm print, and slapped towards the wind dragon.

Judging from the power carried by the palm print, if it is photographed, the wind dragon may scatter directly.

However, Dao Jiangxing underestimated Guishan’s strength!

When the hands of the world bringing the moon to touch the roaring wind dragon, the two fought fiercely together.

The wind dragon hovered violently, and the dragon claws ruthlessly grabbed Lan Yue's hand, as if they were about to crush him under the dragon claws.

But Lan Yue's hand was also unwilling to be outdone. Her palm was wide open, as if she wanted to hold the roaring Fenglong in her palm and shatter.

The two were in a stalemate and soon entered a white-hot stage.

"Bang!"

A loud bang came, but the Fenglong shattered the hand of Guichun Guiyue.

"puff!"

The move of the Tao was forced to return to the spring and embrace the moon.

The qi and blood in his body surged, and he couldn't suppress it. He felt stuffy in his chest and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"You are in the realm of transforming strength!"

Dao Jiangxing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of fear, staring at Guishan in front of him to see the person, and said.

"Haha, that's right!"

Guishan saw someone dusting his clothes and said arrogantly.

"Du Tianming, hurry up, contact Brother Ran. There is a master here. We can't hold on except him!"

Taoist general made a quick decision and said to Du Tianming behind him.

"good!"

Even Dao Zhengxing said this. Du Tianming dared not hesitate. He nodded and immediately took out his cell phone and called Qin Muran.

At this time, Qin Muran was sitting among the dragon scales, waiting for the news coming from the front.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

I picked it up and saw that it was Du Tianming who called it. Without hesitation, I pressed the answer button.

"How is the situation?"

Qin Muran asked.

"Brother Ran, the big thing is not good. Xiaodao and the ancient martial arts masters we brought were injured."

Du Tianming on the other side of the phone was a little anxious.

"Injured? What's going on?"

When Qin Muran heard Du Tianming's words, he frowned and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"Xiaodao said that there is a master of magic power, and you want you to come here!"

Du Tianming said.

"Crazy spirit? How is it possible!"

When Qin Muran heard this, he immediately stood up from the sofa, his face full of surprise.

Because, in Xu Ziyan's information, it was not mentioned that the Blood Hand Gang also has the power of transforming power!

No wonder Xiaodao and they were both injured. It was a blessing that they could survive without death by using the Jin.

"You let the trail hold on, I'll come here now!"

Qin Muran knew the seriousness of the situation and did not dare to slack off. After saying that, he hung up the phone.

It happened that Liu Xiao walked in at this time. Seeing Qin Muran going out, he hurriedly asked, "Brother Ran, where are you going?"

"There is something wrong with the Blood Hand Gang. There is a master here. I want to rush over, otherwise, they will all be gone today!"

Qin Muran had no time to explain, and after losing a sentence, he hurriedly left.

Along the way, Qin Muran did not choose to drive, but instead used his energy, stepped out in one step and left in the air.

"If you want to call for foreign aid, it depends on whether you can survive until that time!"

When Guishan saw people, they called foreign players and did not stop him, because in his eyes, no matter how many foreign players he called, they would be futile in front of his divine ninja, and there was only one ending, that was death!

"Today, you all die here!"

Suddenly, Guishan saw that the momentum of people became more and more violent, and the solemn coldness spread out, covering Dao Jiangxing and others.

"Retreat! Protect your young gang leader!"

Dao General Xing stopped everyone behind and said anxiously.

"Young leader, go quickly!"

Two ancient martial arts masters from the Hongmen of the Qing Gang also had a trace of determination flashed through their eyes. They knew that the other party was a powerful force in the transformation of power, and it was almost impossible to escape from their hands!

But now, the only thing they can do is to try to get the two young gang leaders to escape.

If something happens to them, there will be a major earthquake in the China Sea.

"Okay! You must survive!"

Du Tianming also knew that this was not the time to be pretentious, and Qin Muran had already rushed here. As long as they delayed for a while, they would be able to survive.

"I want to leave! There is no door!"

Guishan sneered when he saw someone and stepped forward and approached.

"Eat my trick!"

The ancient martial arts master from the Qing Gang was still bleeding on his arm, but at this time, he had to grit his teeth and go forward to fight Guishan to see people in life and death.

Even though he knew it was death, he would go there to protect Du Tianming!

"Hmph! The defeated general! Death!"

Guishan smiled disdainfully when he saw someone, then he rolled in momentum, pinched the seal with both hands, quickly pinched the gestures, and changed in the air.

"Hammer of the Wind!"

Guishan saw a glimmer of light flashing on people's body, and a gust of wind suddenly blew up from the air, forming a giant hammer, which emerged from the sky and appeared in front of the ancient martial arts master of the Qing Gang.

"Bang!"

The air trembled, and the body of the ancient martial artist of the Qing Gang shook. He felt like his body was hit by a heavy hammer. His body was sunk and his whole body flew backwards, hitting the wall behind him, embedded in it.

The walls could not withstand this powerful impact force, and quickly cracked with his location as the center.

One move, instant kill!

"not good!"

Seeing this, the ancient martial arts master of the Hongmen had broken his sword, but there were still many people from the Blood Hand Gang who had just dropped the mountain knife.

He lifted a hijab on the ground with his toes and held it in his hand. The chill burst out. He held the hijab in his hand and slashed at Guishan in front of him.

A sword light broke through the air and rushed towards Guishan.

"A little trick!"

Guishan snorted coldly when he saw someone, and did not take the two defeated players seriously at all.

With one hand, the wind whistled, forming a barrier in front of him, directly blocking the sword light that was slashed. At the same time, the sword light returned to the same path at a strange angle.

"Um?"
Chapter completed!
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