The movie was ruined, a few elders made harsh remarks to each other, and a few people just sat around chatting in boredom.
Shang Qianqiu smacked his lips. None of the children in the family had ever done such a thing as calling their elders when something went wrong. Children would always look to adults to solve problems.
However, one time Shang Qianqiu's rhetoric at the ruins did not work, and the elders in the family could not be summoned, so he suffered a sudden loss.
Now she has begun to think about this issue.
"Why is it so shameful that we should have a hard fight with a master practitioner?" Xia Tienan replied.
"It's okay for us to be basic cultivators. Advanced cultivators and juniors can probably handle it barely. This kind of thing is beyond our capabilities."
Xia Tienan made an analysis. According to the strength of Bawang Martial Arts School, the combat power level of the five people was completely sufficient to cope with it. Yan Dongliang, a senior practitioner, was very good at cultivation and could barely enter this category.
Among the five people, three were equipped with guns, and Xu Zhi was the best in combat ability. He could withstand Yan Dongliang with several moves for a while.
I never thought there would be a master practitioner in a place like this.
Xu Zhi thought he could buy some lottery tickets or something. These high-level practitioners were rarely seen in ordinary times, but in the past few months, he had met so many, whether they were masters or masters, one after another.
If you want to slap others in the face, they often get slapped in the face. This is a fucking time.
Life is not meant to be trampled upon like this.
The king of kings and Hu Quanyong, who have no say, are speechless. Parents who call Niu X must be talented.
The fighting in the Dongyue Empire is not obvious to the outside world. The fighting is humiliating, but it is long-lasting.
But externally, there is an unusually common hostility, which is not a secret among high-level cultivators.
As long as there are enough clues, the empire is the best burial ground for aliens.
That's enough hatred over the years to attract such unanimity.
It is not difficult to explain why Shang Wenwu used the sword. The older he gets, the deeper the hatred between him and practitioners from other countries.
"It's just a little chance."
Gu Changying and Xia Xinhong sighed, there was no way they could intervene in the fight between Shang Wenwu and Yihu.
At their level of combat power, if there is no complete and strict cooperation between them, the effect of two people fighting together may even be lower than that of one person.
Shang Wenwu has been at the advanced master level for many years, and his combat power is first-rate. Even if Gu Changying and Xia Xinhong surpass each other, their excess is limited, and they are not enough to intervene in such a battle and crush the Yihu.
It was reasonable for both sides to stop fighting. If the fierce fight continued, Yihu would turn around and retreat, making it difficult for Shang Wenwu to pursue him.
What's even more helpless is that the Ying people's puppet substitute technique has cornered Yihu. He can choose to die together and trade his own death for the chance of serious injury to the enemy.
For them, it is just a matter of losing a blood essence puppet and losing some years of its lifespan. After three days, it will be resurrected with full blood.
But on our side, we have to completely destroy a person of equal combat power. If we don't have the best healing medicine, we can only wait for a slow recovery.
The country of Ying caught in the gap has a small land area and only two masters at the grand master level. However, since the founding of the country of Ying, the dynasty has been standing for nearly a thousand years with the help of the puppet substitute technique.
Even the big countries such as the West River, Nan'ao and Northern Xinjiang were helpless against the Ying Kingdom.
The way of practice is different in different countries. For the skill of Puppet Substitution, one can only choose to envy and envy it.
If you want to practice to the master level in Ying Kingdom, it is not easy to obtain such means.
Shang Wenwu's eyes flashed with helplessness under his mask. He had been fighting against the Ying people for several years, and he already knew this outcome.
All his efforts failed, so what could he say?
Suddenly, in this depressing scene, a shining arc of electricity shot out.
Like a bolt of lightning flashing across the gray sky.
The arc appeared so suddenly and even unbelievably.
As an expert practitioner who is proficient in firearms, Shanong, with the length of the arc and the shape of the laser, it is clear that this is a large T13 stun gun. This is a stun gun that can threaten a master-level practitioner.
gun.
Compared with other firearms, the advantage of stun guns is that they are full of energy and powerful, but their shortcoming is the ultra-short shooting distance.
The effective distance of the T13 large stun gun is only twelve to fifteen meters. This distance, under the movement speed of the master practitioner, is only a matter of seconds.
To deal with master practitioners, T13 has enough threatening capabilities, but it will never be the target of choice for firearms practitioners.
Firearms practitioners will choose electric rifles or machine guns with longer range, higher rate of fire and lethality.
Yihu's sneer still echoed in his ears.
He never thought that there would be a large stun gun shooting at such a distance. He kept his attention on the three master practitioners. He never thought that anyone else could fire such a lightning shot.
This kind of stun gun needs to be carried on the back, and in reality no one likes to carry it around at all times.
Even master practitioners cannot resist such a powerful current.
A numb feeling spread all over his body, and Yihu's heart suddenly shook.
This is going to be bad.
In his eyes, the light and shadow of a knife, a sword and a whip flashed.
This is the light and shadow that brings despair.
From the moment the electric current shoots onto the body to the time Shang Wenwu, Gu Changying, and Xia Xinhong take action, it only takes a tenth of a second.
And for him, it takes at least two to three seconds to relieve the paralysis in his body. This is a time that makes Yihu desperate.
The wing tiger got out of the window and fell into room 8888 again.
Different from sitting on the big mahogany chair before, he was now unable to stand upright at all.
His left calf had been cut neatly by a knife, and the cuts were smooth and smooth.
His right leg was cut into pieces by a sword light, and the air was filled with thick blood mist.
The right hand holding the knife was entangled with the long whip, and the bones were shattered into twelve pieces.
In just this moment, Yihu fell from heaven to hell.
He fully understood what these people were doing.
The meridian points were sealed, the left hand was then removed, and the Qi Sea frame around the body was destroyed by a single palm.
Yihu, a master practitioner, had been cut into a human stick in just a few seconds.
Even at this time, the numbness caused by the strong current has not been completely eliminated.
With no limbs and no source of air, Wing Tiger couldn't commit suicide at this time.
Even if the meridian points are sealed and the blood is fixed, it will not cause him to bleed to death, and even the pain will be greatly reduced, so that he will not die in pain.
His face was slumped, his teeth were clenched, and he never looked like before.
"Tie him up and take him to the city hall."
Xia Xinhong said calmly, for the people of Ying country, you can be as cruel as you want, as long as you don't kill them and don't give them a chance to commit suicide.
Now, it depends on the city government's investigation to decide whether Yihu will be returned to his place of origin or sentenced to life imprisonment.
Even he felt that that divine shot was just right. Xia Xinhong cast his eyes on Xia Nong, full of approval.
Xia Nong was confused, "What the hell, it's none of my business."