Chapter 119 Kill! (Thank you to the leader for keeping your hands white and your face not black!)
【Don’t even think about it! 】
Feng Duwei only heard what Wu Xiu said before about trying to fight for An Jing's chance to escape. He didn't know whether Wu Xiu had handed over the rare objects to him, and he immediately became anxious.
Regardless, he raised the spiritual light gun in his hand and was about to shoot in the direction of Anjing, who had turned around and ran away quickly.
However, when the trigger was pressed, the spiritual light gun not only did not fire, but instead emitted a stream of white smoke.
--broken? ! Damn it, why is it this time!
But this is not a coincidence - at this moment, around the entire black market, all the weapons of Fengdu Guard controlled by the Luofu Military Core have been malfunctioning for a period of time!
Aware of this fact, An Jing ran faster.
【Want to run? 】
Feng Duwei wanted to take a step forward to pursue him, but found that the right leg of the Ling Kai was completely unable to move after being hit continuously. Wu Xiu roared angrily and unleashed a powerful punch that hit his back, forcing him to turn around and defend himself. .
The two sides faced each other head-on and exchanged punches, but this time Wu Xiu was defeated.
In terms of physical strength, he and Feng Duwei are on par with each other, but the other party practices the fundamental technique of immortality and glory in the "Green Wood Sutra", while he only practices the heretic "Scorching Rock Earth Technique" derived from the "Nine Earth Treasures" , the pure spiritual energy is more than a step behind.
What's more, the opponent also has spiritual armor to protect him. If he is not interfered with and corroded by the ghost cultivator's trump card, he can explode with full power, and the monks who have forged the Tao Foundation can also defeat him by one or two moves.
That is to say, one on one, the spiritual armor is not powerful. If Feng Duwei forms a formation and the spiritual energy is connected, he will not even be able to break through the opponent's protective aura!
One punch was broken, two punches were hit on the shoulder blade, three punches were completely knocked out of the defense circle, and the fourth punch hit the head. The martial arts soul was sent flying into the sky. His whole body's momentum and posture relaxed, and he was caught by Fengdu Guards. He grabbed his neck and then slapped him hard on the ground.
The ground cracked open with a crack, and the rocks and soil were rolled up in large areas. Half of Wu Xiu's body was smashed into the pit, and even his shoes flew off.
[Wheeze——] Standing up, Feng Duwei took a deep breath and felt a little dizzy.
He had internal injuries, and the Ghost Cultivator's 'Minggu Qi' was still lingering in his meridians. This cold ghost Qi blocked the movement of his spiritual energy, making it impossible for him to quickly use his 'Eternal Life Qi' to recover from his injuries and physical strength. .
Although the martial arts cultivator's 'Rock Flame Burning Qi' was not of a high grade, it collided with Ming Gu's quiet Qi. Every punch caused ice and fire in his meridians, causing severe pain.
But it's not time to rest yet, the 'True Talisman' is still in the hands of that stinking wilderness brat... If he can recover the 'True Talisman' and get recognition from above, he will definitely be able to reach the sky in one step, and even get rid of Xuanye City's Heaven Supervisory Bureau. In the quagmire, get rid of this soul-eating underworld armor and return directly to the group headquarters!
Speaking of which, that wilderness kid seems to be in his early ten years? Damn it, how could he cultivate such pure Gengjin evil spirit in his early ten years? This is the level of the Fourth Avenue Courtyard, right? We must not allow such a genius to appear in the wilderness!
Buzzing…
Seem to hear the sound of strange insects?
Feng Duwei, who was trying his best to regain his breath, raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound with some confusion.
He saw no mosquitoes or flies.
What he saw was a drone.
A self-destructing drone!
Not far away, An Jing, wearing drone glasses, grinned and controlled the self-destructing drone to hit Fengdu Wei's shoulder wound at the fastest speed!
Go? Are you kidding me? Doesn't running mean admitting defeat? The best opportunity to kill Feng Duwei is here, he must fight for it! Just in time to test the effect of self-destructing drones on large targets!
"I'll have sex with you!" He pressed the button.
Then, there was a stagnation...and the rapidly expanding flame and light!
————Boom, boom, boom! ! ! !
The horrific explosion occurred in the narrow passage.
The self-destructing drone of Chimingyandi is used to deal with the ferocious beasts in the wilderness. It has an astonishing amount of ammunition. It cannot be used in urban areas where signals are suppressed, but the black market is inherently isolated from signals, and the black market itself The suppression formation he brought was also destroyed by the previous battle between Black Market and Fengdu Guards, so that this place became a 'wilderness within the city'.
In the center of the suddenly bright red fire was a golden arc. The brilliant golden red flames puffed and shrank, and the red flaming sun thunder burned everything. The screams and roars, mixed with the smell of burnt flesh and steel, followed the Puffs of black smoke spurted out.
The wildly expanding hot wind almost blew An Jing away from the corner, but he forcibly summoned up another Taibai evil spirit to protect his body, endured the terrifying high-heat wind, and looked towards where Feng Duwei was.
Then, he saw a steel figure standing in the scorching flames! Fengduwei's own 'Northern Yin Qi' expanded and gathered at the gap in the shoulder armor, forcibly creating a shield between the Red Flame Yang Lei and the body, while the 'Eternal Life Qi' caused the black spores to continue to grow. It swelled and scabbed, resisting the terrifying heat and roasting him through the body.
【You evil thief——】
He raised his head, because all the power was diverted to protect the wound, the outer layer of the ghost-faced helmet had melted. When Fengduwei saw An Jing, he let out a shrill roar and stepped towards him: [Suffer death! 】
The high fever melted the stuck joint in his right knee, allowing Fengdu Wei to move forward. Although he was severely injured at the moment, his ferocious aura was still far superior to that of the evil ghosts and evil beasts!
"You beast——"
But An Jing also showed a crazy look. He brought up the remaining Taibai evil spirit and punched the wall hard: "Die!"
With a click, the pillars in the wall, which were originally damaged due to the battle between Black Market and Fengdu Wei, and were on the verge of collapse due to the battle between Wu Xiu Anjing and Fengdu Wei, were destroyed. The ceiling collapsed and tilted, and a huge rock suddenly fell on Fengdu Wei. !
——He didn’t just find a place to place martial arts cultivators! This is the ‘battle place’ that An Jing has chosen long ago!
Unable to dodge, Fengduwei screamed wildly and used his last strength to throw himself forward - but this only harmed him. He threw forward, and the falling rock and a large amount of debris and gravel happened to hit him. It held his lower body, making him unable to move.
If he was just pinned down by the falling rock, the Fengdu Armor would be able to protect him from death no matter how injured he was. However, precisely because Fengdu Wei instinctively sought to survive, he instead exposed his upper body to the outside.
This was the cause of his death.
Because the wound on his shoulder was exposed.
An Jing picked up his sword box and icefall rifle, holding a magic weapon in each hand.
Using ordinary gunpowder weapons to deal with practitioners is simply a joke. Even if it is instant spiritual energy like Anjing, which is essentially just an apprentice monk who has opened the spiritual realm, he can turn flesh and blood into iron in a short time and resist bullets, not to mention refining the energy. High level?
Only the magic weapon, only the magic weapon!
Boom! boom!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Aiming at the flesh and blood of Fengduwei's shoulder, which was already mangled but with spores still writhing and regenerating, Anjing looked at the right angle and emptied the magazine in the direction of the opponent's heart and lungs.
The spiritual energy furnace that had been charged during Anjing's practice was outputting at its maximum power, while the Icefall rifle did not rely on the spiritual energy furnace but special bullets. The two completely different magic weapons roared to output all their firepower.
boom! Bang! Bang!
An Jing's hands are very steady and his shooting is accurate, all of which are like flesh and blood instinct.
After all, what did he do in his previous life? How come he knows both martial arts and shooting? How on earth does his martial arts school teach people? Unrestricted fighting? Will he still drive a big truck?
All doubts are like a tide, rising and receding, leaving only a little peace. An Jing shot mercilessly like a machine, and there seemed to be flames burning in his eyes.
Reloading, shooting, and killing the enemy in front of him, this joy and determination are his tranquility.
The spores were crushed, flesh and blood spattered, a strange smell mixed with the fragrance of vegetation spread among the burnt odor, and more black roots poured out of Feng Duwei's body, only to be torn apart by bullets.
There is definitely something wrong with Feng Duwei's body, and the technique of controlling ghost energy with vitality must come at a cost, but these are things that An Jing can't control.
He just needs to shoot.
Until the spores no longer squirm, until the black roots sway and fall, until the regenerated flesh becomes dry...
Until Sword Spirit spoke.
"He's dead."
With an encouraging tone, Sword Spirit praised: "You won, Anjing. He is dead."
(End of chapter)