Li Peicheng quietly slipped out from behind the tree and slowly moved towards Luo Long. He didn't know when a black spear appeared in his hand.
Li Peicheng is good at using guns, but the Fire Cloud Spear is Li Xuanting's signature magic weapon. Li Peicheng will never take it out unless it is absolutely necessary. Therefore, Li Peicheng refining Kunli's Black Demon Spear into a new gun and named it the Black Demon Spear.
Although the Black Evil Spear cannot be compared with the Fire Cloud Spear, it is still a powerful weapon.
Li Peicheng suppressed all signs of life in his body and relied entirely on the power of his body to sneak forward. Therefore, even a master like Luo Long could not detect a trace of mana fluctuations when his mind was focused on wanton sexual intercourse.
A strange light flashed through Meng's beautiful and blurred eyes, and she obviously saw Li Peicheng approaching as she was facing Li Peicheng.
Unknowingly, the dreamy gasping and moaning sounds became so captivating that even Li Peicheng, who was approaching with all his strength, could hardly control himself, let alone Luo Long, who was engaging in wanton lewdness.
His eyes were hot and crazy, one hand continued to ravage Rumeng's plump breasts, and the other hand had already taken off his belt and prepared to carry the gun into battle. He let out a smug laugh from his mouth, which was obviously Ru Meng's.
The reaction greatly satisfied his manly vanity.
Li Peicheng's face was calm and his eyes were calm. Only the tip of the black evil gun shone with a ferocious cold light in the sun.
The veins popped out, and the muscles were tangled together like rolled steel. Li Peicheng was ready to shoot.
Luo Long was able to sense it, his body trembled slightly, and the movements of his hands suddenly stopped.
Li Peicheng didn't dare to hesitate. He exerted force all over his body, and all his true energy burst out at this moment. The black evil gun quickly cut through the space and made a sharp sound.
Although Luo Long was amazing, his skills had almost reached the middle stage of integration, but he never expected that someone could do it quietly in the Yuanman Mountains with only his physical body. Without causing any fluctuations in mana, coupled with such things as Ru Meng
The cooperation of the charming woman made him focus on Rumeng, so he was destined to suffer a big loss.
But even under such a disadvantage, he could still move his body sideways in time to avoid the vital points on his back. But Li Peicheng's martial arts skills are so superb, since his attack must not be missed, the Black Demon Spear followed him like a shadow, chasing his back vital points fiercely.
Stab hard.
Before the gun arrived, a biting and sharp murderous aura intertwined with the scorching true energy was already approaching the vital part of Luo Long's back.
Luo Long was horrified in his heart. He clearly realized that the person behind him was not at a high level, so how could the power of his attack be so powerful and the transformation be so powerful?
Luo Long roared angrily, his black robe bulged behind him, and bursts of mana burst out from his back like bottomless whirlpools. When the situation came to an end, he had no choice but to endure it.
Boom! There was a loud noise. The black robe was shattered into pieces. The wind was strong and powerful, and it rolled up the fallen leaves all over the sky.
The Black Evil Spear was as powerful as a rainbow, still thrusting straight forward, vowing not to turn back until there was blood!
Hey. The Black Evil Spear pierced Luo Long's vital part of the back, blood spattered everywhere and stained the Black Evil Spear's barrel red.
Previously, the Black Evil Spear broke through Luo Long's temporary body-protecting Qi, and the sharp and hot true energy penetrated into his body, making him very uncomfortable. Now the Black Evil Spear penetrated into the vital part of his back, and finally not only injured
His muscles and bones, and Li Peicheng's cunning and hot true energy, also damaged his meridians and soul.
Luo Long felt that he couldn't stand it anymore, so he spit out a mouthful of blood, roared wildly, and slapped Li Peicheng's face with his backhand.
The two had a face-to-face meeting.
Only then did Li Peicheng see Luo Long's face clearly. He had a long and narrow face, protruding forehead bones, and slender and sinister eyes. His nose was like an eagle's beak, and his lips were extremely thin, giving him a ruthless and sinister impression.
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It was too late for Li Peicheng to fire back. He immediately raised his iron fist and suddenly struck Luo Long hard.
With a "Peng" sound, Li Peicheng flew back with his gun and his men. His whole arm was numb and weak, as if it was useless. The true energy in his body was turbulent. A mouthful of blood almost spat out from his mouth.
Li Peicheng secretly screamed in his heart that he had hit him hard with a sneak attack. But he was still hit by his backhand like this. Under normal circumstances, he would never be his opponent. But he didn't want to think about the early stage of distraction and the stage of close integration.
They are not masters of the same order of magnitude at all. If Li Peicheng had not possessed nine great Nascent Souls, each of whom was equivalent to nine early-stage distractions, and his body was extremely powerful, a direct confrontation with Luo Long would have been an act of courting death. He could have fought to this level.
To a degree that is enough to be proud of.
Luo Long took out his palm in anger, but after all, he was seriously injured, and Li Peicheng's strength was so fierce and domineering. Even though he was a monk in the middle stage of integration, he still couldn't bear to spit out blood again, and his back slammed into the person behind him.
The trunk of the tree broke when it stood up, making a loud sound. However, Luo Long did not stop. His body was still flying backwards like a kite with a broken string, breaking countless branches along the way.
The two stopped flying back almost at the same time. There was blood on the corner of Luo Long's mouth, and he stared at Li Peicheng with evil eyes. He didn't know when he had a scimitar in his hand that was the same as the five guardians of Luo Heimen. The scimitar was shining in the sun.
There was a cold light shining down, which was really dazzling.
Just when Luo Long was about to swing his sword to kill Li Peicheng, his expression suddenly changed, and there was a burst of thunder.
When Li Peicheng was flying back, he actually shot the Guishui Yin Thunder.
Almost at the same time, Li Peicheng's figure flew towards Rumeng like a ghost. He picked up Rumeng with his arms and put it on his shoulders. The whole movement was smooth and flowing, and his progress did not stop at all.
Li Peicheng used his body skills and moved with all his strength, soaring and landing in the forest, as fast and fierce as a cheetah. His body flew through the air, but it was like a bird flying and an eagle falling. The sliding arc was full of the flavor of the sky, but it also vaguely followed the laws of nature.
By the time Luo Long came out of the thunder formation with disheveled hair, Li Peicheng and Rumeng had already disappeared.
Luo Long stood on the spot, his slender eyes gleaming with cold light, and a chill filled the forest. He never expected that the mysterious man who injured him would be so thoughtful and resolute in his actions, without any hesitation.
He was dragging his feet. Even though he was seriously injured, he could leave resolutely without stopping at all, otherwise Luo Long would definitely make him pay a heavy price for sneak attack on him.