Facing countless Qing troops who were attacking from all sides, Cheng Peng's companions took action one after another, showing off their unique abilities and relying on their unique skills to block the Qing's massive attack with just seven people.
But among these seven people, there are still two people who have not taken action.
One is Cheng Peng, who is holding a fire lin gun, and the other is Wang Hu, who is wearing a unique black armor in a hurry.
"Liu Xuan did a great job." Wang Hu said, "He killed a large group of people at once, and the world immediately became a lot cleaner!"
Cheng Peng smiled and said nothing, just looking at him.
"Okay, I can't wait around like this..." Wang Hu moved very quickly, and in a moment he had already put on the pure black armor. He finally adjusted his collar and belt, and put on some
Black helmet with two pointed ears.
"Now, I'm going to deal with those Qing troops blocking the road and I'll be back soon."
Cheng Peng laughed, raised his right hand, and high-fived him goodbye.
The next moment, Wang Hu's entire body turned into a dazzling bolt of lightning and rushed towards the Qing army's formation.
Liu Xuan's fierce attack just now had penetrated the iron wall composed of at least thousands of Qing troops. However, his earth-shattering move consumed too much energy and broke the formation of the Qing soldiers. Then the strange people who surrendered to the Qing army were
The foreigners stopped him, and faced with all kinds of monsters and monsters from all four stars, he fell into a hard fight with his weakened momentum and gradually became exhausted.
And Wang Hu's charge came at this critical moment!
Wang Hu, who turned into lightning, crossed a distance of hundreds of meters in less than a blink of an eye, and before the various evil factions besieging Liu Xuan could react, he was among them.
His attack method is much simpler and more gorgeous than Liu Xuan's. As soon as he strikes, he raises his fist and releases a large dazzling electric 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 buy some time to sacrifice magic weapons or cast spells to protect themselves, but
Who in the world can be faster than lightning?
So when Wang Hu used this move, those who only focused on besieging Liu Xuan without providing themselves with a layer of protection in advance, or whose protection was not strong enough, were all blasted by the blue-white electric light, causing their whole bodies to twitch, as if they were doing a breakdancing moonwalk.
Trembling, trembling for a while, they all fell down one after another. The ones with thicker skin and thicker flesh were fine. Although they were charred and black, at least they still had enough breath to breathe slowly, while the more fragile ones just floated into the air.
Smell... "You're early!" Liu Xuan slapped a tantric monk holding a vajra into the air like a kite, and said without looking back, "I can still hold on for a while!"
"If it's a little later, we'll have to hold a ceremony to comfort the martyrs." Wang Hu laughed and used his right hand to catch the fist of a strong man whose figure could rival the statues in the temple. His palm suddenly became larger, and it actually
In turn, he grabbed the opponent's fist.
He roared and burst out with astonishing strength from nowhere. He pulled this big man, who was almost half taller than himself, off the ground and swept around like a huge wooden stick, forcing the enemy to be unable to get close.
, then roared wildly, used this guy as a weapon, and hit a Tutuo who was offering a golden bell-like magical weapon, smashing the golden bell to pieces, and the people inside the golden bell naturally turned into scum.
"When did you get this kind of strange power? I remember the last time you slayed a dragon, you were still a speed type." Liu Xuan asked in surprise.
"I went to the American comic book world some time ago and got some training under the guidance of Mr. Bruce - now except for charging, I am a power type rather than a speed type the rest of the time."
"Wash some? Don't you feel uncomfortable?"
"The power type suits me better than the speed type... Actually, once I get used to it, I find it quite interesting... Are you interested? I can help introduce you."
"Forget it, I'm quite satisfied with my current situation."
"What was that lightning trick just now? It worked very well!" Liu Xuan said casually.
"The technology in the Mass Effect world can be obtained through a surgery. The difficulty is to control it slowly after obtaining it. It is said that more than 99% of players cannot control this lightning ability well and eventually gave up on it...
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"So you are the remaining one percent?"
"To be precise, it's four thousandths. Of the three batches of transformed players with a total of 3,000 players, only 12 of them persisted."
"Can I complain that this reminds me of classic numbers such as the Twelve Golden Saints and the Twelve Beast God Generals?"
"Excuse me, but I complained about this a long time ago."
The two stood back to back, using fists and kicks to fiercely attack the evil monks around them who had lost all their energy. They did not forget to chat while fighting, as if they did not take the large group of enemies seriously.
Others who were trying to resist the Qing soldiers coming from all directions like a tide also seemed very relaxed.
It's not that they have any advantage in the battle - in fact, they are just struggling to hold on. After all, the human sea tactic is always very effective - but that they are facing this situation that seems to be at the end of their rope, and they have nothing at all.
Feeling nervous or scared.
However, no matter how fierce the battle was, they would always cast their gaze to the center of the team, to the figure wearing golden armor and holding a vermilion spear.
As long as that person is still there, they are confident.
Similarly, no matter what advantages they had in other battles, Dorgon and everyone in Qingfeng Palace could not see any joy on their faces.
His eyes were also fixed on Cheng Peng.
As long as Cheng Peng hasn't taken action yet, as long as Cheng Peng hasn't been stopped, they can't rest assured!
Cheng Peng obviously noticed everyone's gaze, so he smiled. His smile was pure and without any shadow, as if he just remembered something interesting while walking.
Then, he turned his attention to the people of Qingfeng Palace who were holding swords and guarding under the general stage.
"The last meeting was at an inappropriate place and you were not able to kill me. You must be very dissatisfied, right?" He said kindly, "So now, I will give you this opportunity."
Before he finished speaking, he had already summoned the unicorn horse, turned over on the horse, and gently pressed his feet into the horse's belly. The psychic horse immediately understood its owner's intention, spread its four hooves, and rushed towards the enemy like flying.
Yu Zhui Ma itself is already a BMW horse famous for its high speed. After evolving into a Qilin Horse, its speed has reached a new level. It runs like a fireball streaking across the sky, along the path opened by Liu Xuan and Wang Hu.
He kept charging along the road, and it only took him one or two breaths to rush in front of everyone in Qingfeng Palace.
"Don't even think about it!" A player with a big gun lined up and waved the long gun against Cheng Peng's horse, trying to stop him with a method similar to a horse-repelling gun.
Cheng Peng ignored him at all. He raised his left hand and slapped Qilin Juyu on the head. A powerful life energy immediately poured into BMW's body. Although his telekinesis ability was of the physical type, it could also be used to strengthen it.
Self or mount.
With this palm strike, the Qilin Horse's body suddenly glowed with red light, and the short horns on its forehead and four steel-like hooves were even more flames. Every step left small flames on the ground as it passed.
He also suddenly accelerated and passed by the player wielding the big gun before he had time to get into position, leaving him with only a big buttocks.
Cheng Peng's acceleration was obviously beyond the expectations of everyone in Qingfeng Palace, and he immediately surpassed the several rows of defenses in front of him.
Fortunately, there are not no masters in the Qingfeng Palace. As soon as Cheng Peng's war horse arrived in the fourth row, a big man with heavy armor and a two-handed giant sword stood out from the players in the fifth row. He roared and jumped up high, waving the sword.
He faced Cheng Peng and chopped it down hard.
"Demacia—!"
What answered him was Cheng Peng's air-splitting palm from his horse with his left hand.
Splitting the Sky Palm is a very popular palm technique. It is basically a required course for masters and no one can master it.
But there are only a few people who can be like Cheng Peng, who doesn't need to store his energy in advance, and doesn't need to keep his feet on the ground in order to exert force, but can just lightly blow people into the air with one palm.
Cheng Peng's air-cleaving palm was not very powerful, but it sent the big man flying at least five or six meters. No matter how powerful his attack was, it was impossible to hit the target even after he had retreated five or six meters.
Before the roar of the big man stopped, the giant sword crashed down with a roar, and the one who hit was not Cheng Peng, but a fellow guild member carrying a large shield.
At this moment, another young man wearing martial arts uniforms stood out from the crowd in Qingfeng Palace, showing off his boxing postures and not forgetting to introduce himself.
"I am Qiming, Aixinjueluo——"
It's a pity that he didn't have time to finish this sentence, because Cheng Peng directly urged Yu Chai's horse and activated the "collision" skill of this divine horse. With the high speed of man and horse, he slammed into this perhaps.
The young man with good boxing skills was knocked into the air, flying at least six to seven meters, and fell more than twenty meters. He hit a certain flagpole hard and knocked down the giant tree that was firmly nailed to the ground.
Seeing that Cheng Peng's war horse had already reached the general stage, everyone in Qingfeng Palace knew that the critical moment had come. One by one, they rushed forward regardless of their own safety, intending to use Cheng Peng's world-famous pear blossom flying snow gun at all costs, and just rely on force.
, dragged him off his horse.
What greeted them was not the countless gun shadows they expected, but a blue halo.
This halo only appeared for a short moment, but a thin layer of ice appeared on the players closest to Cheng Peng, and their movements seemed to have turned into slow motion in a movie. Not only did they fail to catch Cheng Peng, but
He stopped his companion behind him.
Cheng Peng ignored the people in Qingfeng Palace who were full of anger and panic. He took advantage of the moment when the sacred freezing aura of the cloak's "heavenly clothes" took effect - all his magic power could only support this aura for this second -
Putting away the jade chasing horse, he jumped up high, shrank continuously in the air, jumped over the weapons thrown by the players, jumped over the spells sent by the NPC evil masters, and jumped up to the general platform.
Looking at the Qing generals who had earth-colored faces but fearfully stopped him, they looked coldly at Dorgon, who could hardly stand still.
"I said, destiny is not on your side! Xuanyuan Sword does not belong to you either!" His voice was not loud this time, but it made everyone in the Qing army shiver to the core. "Now, have you washed your neck?"
