The sword of Yu Ming Thirteen is also locked by Qi.
If he wants to dodge, he will definitely lose the opportunity. In the end, he will either be unable to resist or be attacked.
Wang Jian is not weaker than his opponent, so how could he be stupid?
As soon as he retracted his right arm, the two-foot-long spear quickly fell back, grazing his palm, and the barrel of the gun where the gun's light was located was held by his palm.
Although it is composed of gun light, it gives people a sense of substance.
In order to make up for the broken Zhang Er Long Spear, Wang Jian continued to use his true power to condense the gun barrel to form a complete gun body.
Such continuous training also made the gun barrel and gun head formed by the condensed true power look like real ones.
Holding it with your hand is like holding the front half of a spear.
Although there are still some differences, it does not affect the battle. On the contrary, it is more friendly because it is composed of his true power.
However, this thing does not last long. Once it is consumed, it has to be replenished, which is really inconvenient.
Moreover, when encountering a strong enemy, the spearhead composed of true power will easily break and cannot last for long.
Now it is very easy to deal with Yu Ming Thirteen.
The barrel of the gun was retracted, and the head of the gun was thrust towards the magic knife.
This move is the powerful grass in the wind, which was created under the pressure of Sun Wukong, the king of demons, and Tathagata.
This gun is best at turning defeat into victory in adversity, and it is also able to withstand pressure to the maximum extent.
The magic knife struck the tip of the spear, and Wang Jian felt the Zhang Er spear in his hand buzz, and the spear head formed by his true power seemed to be broken.
However, the strong grass in the wind could not be taken for granted. The spear head was broken into pieces and could not make any further progress.
On the contrary, Yu Ming Thirteen looked a little flustered, and felt a terrifying force penetrate the demon sword.
The concussive force in it made him almost unable to hold the magic knife.
The spear head took advantage of the moment when the magic sword lost its strength, instantly grazed the blade and stabbed Yu Ming Thirteen's throat.
This shot was so fast that Yu Ming Thirteen had no time to react.
His whole body exploded with strength, forming an energy shield around him in an attempt to resist the puncture of the spear head.
But Wang Jian's power is not simple at all. With a distance of a thousand tons and a real power comparable to that of a true fairyland, when he exploded with all his strength, the energy shield only lasted for less than half a second before it shattered.
But this was enough time for Yu Ming Thirteen to react quickly and move in an instant to avoid being pierced by the spear head.
But the left shoulder still couldn't escape, and was stabbed by the gun head in an instant.
The terrifying power burst out, Yu Ming Thirteen screamed, and his entire left arm flew away.
While it was still in mid-air, it exploded with a bang.
This made Wang Jian extremely amazed. The spear intent and spear light in Zhang Er's spear were all transmitted to the broken left arm by Yu Ming Thirteen in a short period of time.
This explosion was purely an explosion of all the power in his gun attack.
The left arm is like a mushroom. When it explodes, a terrifying wave of air erupts, sweeping in all directions.
The ground under his left arm was directly impacted, leaving a large crater dozens of meters deep.
Within a few kilometers, glass shattered, walls cracked, and the ground was shaken.
Even Wang Jian and Yu Ming Thirteen were knocked out of their feet by the air wave, and the latter flew away along with the air wave at an incredible speed.
Wang Jian snorted coldly, stepped on the ground, and the ground exploded instantly. The burst of power drove Wang Jian's body to catch up at a high speed.
He was in a very bad mood. He was still happy that Yu Ming Thirteen had been severely injured just now.
He even admired the opponent's use of power. He was able to put all the power he had into the opponent's body into his left arm and explode it.
Such methods are admirable, and Wang Jian is no exception.
But this guy actually ran away like this, which is intolerable.
He played well. Although it couldn't be said to be hearty or anything like that, at least it was a warm-up.
But who would have thought that Yu Ming Thirteen would be so timid.
He should just fight with him obediently and then die. This is his mission.
Running away now completely ruined his good mood.
Therefore, Wang Jian decided not to waste any more time with the other party and send him to death as soon as possible.
As for being reincarnated, that is impossible, and the end that he deserves most is to lose his soul.
Wang Jian was very fast, and Yu Ming Thirteen, who was escaping for his life, was not too slow either.
Especially the plan he had made the moment his left arm was disabled. His body had already rushed out along with the explosion. Wang Jian paused for half a second. This time was enough for Yuming Thirteen to throw away a long distance.
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It's just that Wang Jian is faster and will be caught up in an instant.
Yu Ming Thirteen's face turned pale, and even turned ferocious because of anger, resentment and a little panic.
But fortunately, he didn't run around without a clue. After resisting several attacks from Wang Jian, especially the pursuit similar to that in the TV series, he knew that the other party was playing with him.
He didn't know where on earth such a great master came from, and he was not even a match for a demon like him.
Now that he knew he was no match, he naturally made an escape plan.
And in order to survive, he didn't care about anything else.
Seeing Kazuo Yamamoto and others who were less than a kilometer ahead, they immediately shouted: "Master, help!"
Yamamoto Kazuo was just curious, when did such a strong man appear in this hot country and cause such destruction with a single attack.
If this continues, maybe even this city will be destroyed.
In particular, there was an aura among them that always gave him a familiar feeling.
He was watching a play outside, but the time was actually not very long.
The battle between Wang Jian and Yu Ming Thirteen lasted less than three minutes.
It took so long not to attack each other, but to waste most of the time talking.
The actual fighting may only last a minute.
This kind of battle itself is like this. It's a matter of thousands of moves, or fighting for several days and nights. Unless the match is evenly matched, or both sides are relatively short of brains, such exaggerated things will not happen.
In the world of Xianxia, fighting is even simpler.
Make a move first and see if the opponent can resist it.
If you can't stop it, then it's easy.
If it's blocked, just use the magic weapon.
Wang Jian has also become an immortal, so naturally he is close to this style.
This is why after knowing that Yu Ming Thirteen is similar to a warrior, Xun Xin was happy to see him.
After hearing the roar, Yamamoto Kazuo looked around and saw the broken-armed Yumei Thirteen running away.
His face was full of panic, and a lot of blood was spilled from the broken part of his arm, soaking his whole body and the ruins that came over.
That scene was really too horrible to watch.
Yamamoto Kazuo turned around countless thoughts in an instant, the most common of which was why the Ming Thirteen appeared here.
Moreover, he felt that he might not even be able to do that in those ruins. Was Yu Ming Thirteen forced to beat him, or did he also have a share of the credit?
There are too many questions, but it is too late to think about them now.
Yu Ming Thirteen came to him and immediately knelt down on one foot: "Master, help me, I just came here to explore the cause of the previous murderous intention! I didn't expect to meet such a madman. If I hadn't met you, my subordinates would
