But the moment Lu Qian held the flying bear gun and rushed out of the boat at full speed, he was so fast that he turned into an erratic light!
In his mind, the Dao of Wind Fruit burst out with an unprecedented bright light. The three-eyed figure became clear and solid, like a real person suspended in the boundless void. The wind dragon in his hand roared up to the sky, and its size suddenly expanded a hundred times, turning into
It is a long dragon that reaches the sky, its body is winding and winding, and all the Tao, Fruit, Dharma and Appearances of Lu Chen are coiled in the middle.
Countless cyan wind runes rippled out from Lu Qian's body, turning into countless rays of light and shooting out in all directions.
Lu Qian's body, the whole body turned into a wisp of wind, blending into the air, blending into the void, blending into the world's inspiration and the rhythm of the world.
The agility of the wind, the elegance of the wind, the changeability of the wind... and finally, the speed of the wind.
Fast, almost to the extreme.
It was almost here, and even the skinny old man standing next to Hu Tianjun, a supreme killer of the studio who had illuminated the ultimate perfection of the void, didn't even have time to blink.
There was a faint dark light shining on him.
This is a piece of soft armor that fits close to the body. Thin scales are evenly attached to the soft armor. Each thin scale is made of countless dense defensive runes. This soft armor can withstand half a step to the Heavenly Realm.
A mighty full blow!
The flying bear gun roared, vibrated, and tore through the void.
Lu Qian's majestic mana was injected into the Flying Bear Spear, and the entire spear burst out with strong cyan light. Endless wind spurted out from the barrel of the gun. The strong wind roared and shook the air, creating a wind-like path in front of Lu Qian...
…It belongs entirely to the corridor of the wind!
A green cold light several feet long spurted out from the tip of the spear, and the Flying Bear Spear merged with Lu Qian, turning into wind and passing through the corridor.
'laugh'!
The green gun light hit the skinny old man's Adam's apple, and the faint dark light shook violently. The thin scales seemed to be burned by fire, constantly disintegrating, melting, and exploding into wisps of black smoke.
Inch by inch, the gun light is constantly worn away, and the impact brought by every inch of the gun light has the power of a full-strength strike from the half-step Heavenly Realm... It's just that it lacks a little bit, and it's just a little bit short of fire.
Therefore, the soft armor is extremely strong and has survived the continuous piercings of the spear light. However, most of the black fine scales attached to the soft armor have been consumed. The entire soft armor has become dull and its defense is almost complete.
disappear.
The several-foot-long green cold light was consumed in an instant, and the tip of the flying bear gun hit the skinny old man's throat hard.
Wan Duoxiang's physical strength, driven by mana, exploded with dozens of times of power. Coupled with this terrifying high speed... everyone heard a loud noise as dull as a thunderstorm, and the old man's soft body...
The whole armor burst into pieces.
The flying bear gun passed through the body, and countless gusts of wind spurted out from the gun barrel. The skinny old man's skinny body suddenly expanded, and then exploded into a ball of blood mist.
In the eyes of countless monks who were paying attention to the movement from all directions, they only saw a ray of light erupting from the boat and heard a sharp sound of breaking through the air. Before they could see clearly what happened, something appeared in front of Hu Tianjun.
A tall body measuring one to six feet tall, and the skinny old man who was so majestic just now has completely exploded.
High in the sky, the cold black light disintegrated.
Wisps of rich Taoist charm turned into black light rain visible to the naked eye and spewed out in all directions. These black light rains rolled up the mighty heaven and earth spiritual machine, and the strong winds howled and spread in all directions.
A powerful man who was almost halfway to the realm of heaven and human fell. The Tao fruit he had earned through hard work throughout his life collapsed, came from heaven and earth, and returned to heaven and earth. For a time, a cold air rose within a hundred miles, and murderous intent was fierce.
, countless monks felt as if their hair stood on end, as if someone was holding a knife, standing behind them, staring at the back of their necks with malicious intent.
Without any sound, three black figures suddenly appeared around Lu Qian, and countless faint cold rays silently rolled towards his body. There was no murderous intention, no murderous intent, and the little cold rays were like the harmless spring rain of apricot blossoms.
, and gently pounced on Lu Qian's body.
Just when these cold rays were about to touch Lu Qian's body, Lu Qian moved again.
A turbulent wind blew up between the sky and the earth. Countless visible and invisible winds were rushing around between the sky and the earth. Lu Qian blended into the immeasurable criss-crossing wind, and each spear awn carried an extremely sharp sound of breaking through the air.
, tearing the air apart again and again.
The cyan gun light and dots of cold light collided together.
A little bit of cold light quickly dissipated, and a low muffled sound sounded in the air.
Even if these supreme killers in the photo studio have reached such a level of cultivation, many of them still maintain the habit of quietly approaching the target, holding weapons in hand, and gently wiping the opponent's fatal vitals.
They like this feeling of quietly sneaking up to the target without alerting anyone, and controlling the other person's life, death, honor and disgrace. This kind of sharp blade wipes the opponent's fatal vitals, feeling the opponent's body change from warm to cold, from soft to soft.
The process of becoming stiff and going from vitality to lifelessness gave them an inexplicable sense of pleasure.
Lu Qian's long spear hit the little bit of cold light, which was a real head-to-head confrontation between the flying bear gun and the three supreme killers who suddenly attacked and killed. Lu Qian attacked with all his strength, and these killers from the photo studio had extremely powerful magical powers to hide their presence, but
Their power...
The gap between the photo studio killer's physical strength and Lu Qian's is obviously a bit big.
A crescent knife, a serrated dagger, and a poisonous dagger, three exquisite murder weapons flew out of their hands. The arms of the three killers were shattered inch by inch by the terrifying force. The huge force surged forward, and three of them flew out.
The limp arms exploded to pieces, and countless chaotic winds turned into large and small whirlpools and hit the bodies, stirring up the bodies of the three people and causing flesh and blood to fly everywhere.
"retreat!"
The corners of Hu Tianjun's eyes twitched wildly, and he gave orders loudly, telling the three severely injured Supreme Killers to retreat immediately.
Those who can follow him to the sword pool are definitely Hu Tianjun's true loyal confidants. Losing one of them will make him heartbroken. If a few more are lost, Hu Tianjun will vomit blood on the spot.
At the same time as he ordered his subordinates to retreat, the sword from Hu Tianjun's waist had already flown out on its own. In the next moment, within a radius of a hundred miles, only countless pale white sword lights were seen. The sword lights criss-crossed, circling and flying, like
Countless knife wheels completely enveloped this space.
As mentioned before, when Hu Tianjun was a child, he used to be the companion of the contemporary headmaster of Jianmen, and he once practiced in Jianmen for a short period of time.
Hu Tianjun's qualifications are monstrous, otherwise he would not be able to sit on the throne of the photo studio owner.
Therefore, during those years when he was cultivating in Jianmen, Hu Tianjun actually learned the essence of swordsmanship in Jianmen, and even condensed a Jianxin Dao Fruit. And his Jianxin Dao Fruit was added with the secret knowledge of the photo studio.
The secret of killing is that with one sword strike, there will be no mercy.
Hu Tianjun's sword is a killing sword, and it is also a 'sword of assassination'.
The sky was filled with sword radiances whirling, but there was no sound, no killing intent... When the Jianmen disciples drew their swords, the sword intent soaring into the sky did not leak out at all. All the sword radiances were like phantoms, silent and silent.
dancing in the void.
There is almost no gap left between the sword light and the sword light.
The sword light filled the sky, and countless extremely thin sword lights enveloped the void in an instant. In the painting boat, Bai He, Mo Yun, and Wutong Sou sprayed out bright sword lights. The three-color sword lights surged out like fierce flames and enveloped them in an instant.
The whole boat was covered.
The sword light released by Hu Tianjun silently collided with the three-color sword light, and an extremely tragic sword cry suddenly sounded in the world. In the boat, the bodies of the three Jianmen elders swayed at the same time, or their mouths or nostrils,
Or blood spurted out uncontrollably from the corner of his eyes.
Hu Tianjun swayed slightly and stared deeply at the boat as if nothing had happened.
Three Jianmen elders who are half-stepping into the realm of heaven and human beings!
Damn thing!
Hu Tianjun stared at Hu Ping fiercely - there were three Jianmen elders waiting on him, and they could easily take out a supreme treasure like the Supreme Immortal Certificate... This damn beast, who did he provoke?
It has been many years since I met the current headmaster of Jianmen, but the information channels in the photo studio are very well-informed. Hu Tianjun naturally knew that Jianmen had an arrogant, domineering, wanton and reckless Shaozong whose behavior was similar to that of Hu Ping.
!
That Shaozong is in the painting boat?
However, after drying out Hu Tianjun's brain, he couldn't figure out why a treasure like the Taishang Immortal Certificate would be in the hands of the Young Sect of Jianmen? It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense at all. There are so many masters of Jianmen.
Elder, are they all dead?
The dense sword light enveloped everything, but it failed to envelope Lu Qian.
Under the sky full of sword light, Lu Qian and Feixiong Qiang turned into a very thin stream of wind, flying lightly through the gaps between the sword lights.
There is almost no gap between these sword rays, but it is only 'almost'.
As long as there are gaps, the flow of wind cannot be blocked.
The speed of wind is always very fast.
Lu Qian turned into a flowing wind, passed through countless sword lights, came straight to Hu Tianjun, and then stabbed out with a spear.
This shot was faster than the one that killed the skinny old man just now.
Lu Qian used all his strength and struck Hu Tianjun cleanly and with all his strength.
Hu Tianjun squinted his eyes, waved his sleeves, and a dark mysterious light surged in front of him, blocking the tip of the spear. The flying bear spear pierced the mysterious light, the light screen shook violently, and Hu Tianjun's body suddenly swayed
, took a step back in horror and inexplicable confusion.
"Shaozong, your father and I are old acquaintances, and we have a close relationship." Hu Tianjun shouted sternly: "I also ask Shaozong to order this Taoist friend to go back and travel around the world to make peace.
It’s so expensive!”
Hu Tianjun is trying his best to solve this trouble.
The photo studio is not willing to have a conflict with Jianmen!
This is not something that can be decided by the will of Hu Tianjun, the owner of the photo studio. It is the will of the photo studio and the entire photo studio... And Jianmen is obviously not willing to antagonize the photo studio. Doing so will not benefit anyone.
Hu Tianjun thought that everyone could sit down and have a good talk, apologize, whatever!
Hu Ping jumped up again at the side: "Dad, dad, we can't let them go easily! You are the owner of the photo studio, who are you afraid of? Come on, kill them, kill all the men opposite, the one dressed in men's clothing