Zhou Yang walked to Doudou and sent Doudou back to his personal space. At the same time, the white mouse disappeared.
He was very considerate and prepared a small one-cubic room for the mice.
"Magic?"
Seeing Doudou suddenly disappearing, the leading senior brother's eyes narrowed.
"Form up!"
The people from Shenjian Villa were the first to form a sword formation and attack Zhou Yang.
The sword array is in the shape of a "mountain". The sword glows and the sword light is sharp, giving people the feeling of a dragnet with nowhere to escape.
Zhou Yang silently took out the TKB-2009 arc rifle, turned off the safety, held the gun body, raised the muzzle and pointed it at the disciples of Shenjian Villa, and pulled the trigger with his index finger.
"Ding ding ding ding ding..."
The arc that has been improved many times is not strong, and when the trigger is pulled, it makes a crisp sound like iron.
Bullets were fired one after another, forming electric arcs at the muzzle of the gun, pulling out a long electric spark, streaking across the dim hall, like trees and silver flowers, and looked very beautiful.
"Boom!"
The bullet hit the sword, making the sword break.
The powerful force of the bullet, after breaking the very brittle sword, penetrated into the bodies of the disciples of the Divine Sword Villa. The energy attached to the bullet rotated in a spiral shape, stirring up a huge cavity in their bodies.
, and came out from behind.
Those who were hit in the vital part were killed with one blow, and those who were not hit in the vital part also lost the ability to move.
Each of the inner disciples of Shenjian Villa is a good player in the world, but in this short period of time, in a distance of only ten meters, they were all attacked by arcs of electricity, and they all fell on the way to the charge.
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After the silence, everyone present couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
"Thunder!"
"Warlock!"
"So scary!"
There were exclamations one after another.
The sword formation formed by the famous disciples of Shenjian Villa was destroyed by this man in the blink of an eye before any contact!
Fang Guozhen, who originally drew his sword towards Zhou Yang and the other two, silently withdrew his sword one by one and looked away, their eyes wandering, for fear that the magic weapon in the man's hand would be pointed towards them.
This magic weapon is really powerful.
In all likelihood, this person is not a member of the martial arts world, but a rare sorcerer like the sorceress.
Some of the spells mastered by these warlocks are extremely powerful, and some are very weird and difficult to mess with!
Moreover, warlocks are also divided into levels. The sorceress relies on invisibility and goes into battle with a dagger in hand, but this person can release thunder through magic weapons. His combat effectiveness is obviously much stronger than that sorcerer!
RBQ!
"The power is not bad."
Zhou Yang weighed the arc rifle in his hand. This was the first time that it showed its power in actual combat.
Zhou Yang was very satisfied with the weapon as it was independently manufactured using Sky Town's own technology. He planned to provide Zhao Yuan's laboratory with looser financial support and higher priority in talent allocation after returning.
"call out!"
Just when the scene froze and everyone was thinking about making a choice again because of the appearance of Zhou Yang and others, Chu Tian Jianhao suddenly turned into a sword light and disappeared in the darkness.
In the darkness, people's vision is already limited, and coupled with Chu Tian Jianhao's speed, he is like an unsheathed sword, so that after he moves, he disappears from people's eyes.
Until there was a flash of sword light, and when he reappeared, he had already pulled out a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wings from his waist, and the tip of the sword came close to Zhou Yang's neck.
His eyes were firm and determined, just like the cold sword light in his hand.
It was so fast that the speed at which the tip of the soft sword ejected exceeded the speed of a pistol bullet, but it was silent and did not cause any ripples in the air.
The people present looked nervously at Chu Tian Jianhao's sword, which was as exquisite as art and without any fireworks.
Can it be accomplished?
Ordinarily, this distance is close enough. It is said that if a warlock does not practice physical training, he will be at a disadvantage if he is approached by a warrior.
"Buzz!"
There was an invisible wave in the air, like rushing water.
In Zhou Yang's hand, a cane inlaid with crystal appeared unknowingly.
With the appearance of this magic vine stick in his hand, his mental power has been greatly improved.
In the air, there seemed to be a heavy punch that hit Chutian Jianhao quickly and violently on the heart. The instantaneous and sudden impact caused the swordsman's internal force running in his body to become chaotic for a moment.
But his originally indomitable momentum was instantly shattered.
At the same time, a long sword suddenly poked out from the void and pierced the swordsman's heart!
"bass!"
As the tip of the sword penetrated his flesh, Sword Master Chu Tian spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Then, it crashed to the ground.
Zhou Yang looked at Chu Tian Jianhao, who was still staring at death, and reached out to touch his neck.
There was a trace of blood on his fingers.
Although the swordsman was subdued by him, a sharp sword energy hit his neck.
Fortunately, his body's defense was amazing, and it blocked the sword energy and only scratched a small hole.
At this time, the blood that had flowed out had returned and returned to smoothness at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"The sword energy in this world is really powerful. If I didn't have telekinesis and couldn't clearly observe Chu Tian Jianhao's every move, and couldn't attack the swordsman with telekinesis, I might not be able to win him.
And his sword energy can easily break through my defense and cause fatal damage to me.
You cannot underestimate the warriors of this world."
This collision gave Zhou Yang a certain psychological judgment about the masters in this world.
Zhou Yang took out the long sword that was inserted into Chu Jianhao's heart. This sword was still the sword of that arrogant swordsman when he first came into contact with the time traveler in the wasteland.
look around.
At this time, the only people left on the field, not counting the caravan, were Fang Guozhen's troops, the remnants of Shenjian Villa, and Yunxiang Pavilion's sedan chair.
When Fang Guozhen saw Zhou Yang's glance, he clasped his fists decisively and said: "Sir, I am Fang Guozhen, a member of the Qianhu Office of the Zhejiang Shipping Department. I consider myself no match for you and am willing to withdraw from here."
After saying this, Fang Guozhen turned around and led a group of men towards the courtyard gate, regardless of the heavy rain.
"Why is Fang Qianhu leaving now? Aren't you going to have fun with your slave?"
Just when Fang Guozhen walked to the gate, the charming voice in the red sedan rang.
Fang Guozhen made up his mind and wanted to give in first. He didn't want to get entangled anymore. He turned around and cupped his hands towards the red sedan chair and said: "Girl, I'm talking nonsense. If you offend me in any way, please forgive me and go to Yunxiang someday."
Come and apologize."
"How dare you, slave? Fang Qianhu's words are serious. It's better to just have fun here, at this moment."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sedan curtain suddenly raised, and a white shadow flashed away.
