Chapter 297 Mantis Catching Cicada

"Retir!" It was not until this time that Sun Taizhen rushed over. Unexpectedly, he was not hovering in the air and fell to the ground: "Sword fairy's vein, how can we be humiliated? Come on, Wang Chan, let's fight again. Let's see if your soldier's killing is powerful, or my Qingcheng sword is killing! Let me see you and seduce the star's ability to kill!"

When it can't be fired, the two sword lights outside the body are ringing back, jingling... It is as dense as rain, blocking the falling from the sky. Sun Taizhen's two flying swords were stabbed. Wang Chan's body involuntarily retreated backwards. He just broke out of the Luohan array, broke through the joint momentum of the dragon gate sword fairy, and killed the two people because of Sun Taizhenyi. When people arrive, they can't be saved immediately.

His figure seemed to fly close to the ground. When he stepped on it, it roared down and it was a big hole. Unexpectedly, Wang Chan's body retreated according to the original path. When the opponent's sword light dissipated, his man was already standing under the stone tablet.

The bodies of the two sword fairies, who had just been cut off by their waists, slowly slid down from the top of the stone tablet, and the blood was stained red.

When Wang Chan saw this, he shook his hand and released two seven kill knives again!

But because he turned his back to the stone tablet, he didn't notice that the inscription behind him was gradually disappearing into the blood. In the night, a faint red light was faintly emitted.

The seven-killing blood knife communicates with the nine-day star host, and leads the seven-killing star power into the body for refining, through all six meridians in his hand, tempering the internal organs with secret methods, and refining them into a group of knives. It was originally a magic power used to sacrifice the divine soldiers in the family, but it was taken by Wang Chan to find another way to sacrifice the body as a weapon to practice. Although it is not as psychic as Yue Wumu's Liquan gun, it can also wave its hands and be invincible.

Within ten feet of the circle, you can attack from afar and take it near. And because this knife formula is born between his own flesh and blood, muscles and bones, Wang Chan's knife, no matter far or near, is like an arm finger, which is more flexible than Liquan gun and Taibai sword pills.

This is still the time when Wang Chan practiced the seven-killing knife. He only refined the knife into his forearms and palms, and the heat is still shallow. Although the boxing spirit is indestructible, confidence and persistence, brave and refinement, and condensed the inner elixir, but the soldier's magic power, with war as the first, can't be able to sing all the way in one day and enjoy the great pleasure. It's done.

"Star evil into the body" is refined into a knife, quenching the muscles and bones of the body, and more than half of it is imperceptible by the real strength in the body. Therefore, Wang Chan's seven-killing blood knife can only be refined into the "seven-killing knife" in the first half until now. It is barely a small success. Although it can also cut iron like mud and cut gold and jade, it is only better in the front. There are not too many strange things about the word Rui. Between the action, the red light is diffuse, and it is easy to be found early.

Only when the second half of the "blood knife" is practiced can this soldier's magic power really enter the palace. The deeper the skill is, the lighter the knife light will be, and all kinds of visions can emerge in the knife light. One knife can be cut out, invisible, silent, no matter who only needs to be cut a trace of oil skin, the flesh and blood of the whole body will be To be turned away. The end is extremely ferocious.

However, these are all afterwords. Wang Chan's current seven-killing knives still have traces to follow, and naturally he can't hurt the almost invincible peerless sword fairy like Sun Taizhen. As soon as he turned his mind, there were two sword lights flying like electricity in front of him, one blue and one purple, cutting the void atmosphere, spinning left and right, turning an arc, and immediately blocking Wang Chan's two knife lights firmly.

Just after such a delay, Wang Chan also immediately recovered from the way back, and then a cold light suddenly appeared in the air. The starlight appeared on the Liquan gun in Wang Chan's hand, sent forward, and the destructive silver light was attached to the barrel of the gun and poured down like running water.

At this time, he was besieged and strangled. After killing four Longmen sword fairies in one breath, he once again faced the fierce return of Sun Taizhen, and the six Zen arhats behind him. Even with the power of Wang Zen, they had to hook up the military star power again, poured into the big gun, and used a great consumption. Break the army and kill the road!

The enemy's power is really too strong. Longmen Wudang, the magic masters of the two sects of Zen Shaolin almost poured out, plus a more powerful Sun Taizhen. If it hadn't been for their previous self-confident, they would have bullied more or less and tried their best. Wang Chan must not blink in the blink of an eye. In the kung fu, he came and went, easily killing four Taoist men, which greatly reduced the pressure outside his body.

In the face of Wang Chan's gentle send, although Sun Taizhen's swordsmanship is mysterious, practicing swords into an elixir, and the two flying swords in his hand are no worse than the Liquan gun, but he has already suffered a loss under Wang Chan's, but he does not want to make the same mistake and easily take Wang Chan's strange and invincible "breaking army killing".

At the moment, he raised his long eyebrows and stared in front of him. The cold light flashed, but he saw a starlight rolling towards him like the Milky Way. Almost in a millimeter, he saw the big gun hitting his circle of sword light. The moment the sword wailed and the force surged like a mountain, Sun Taizhen's whole body. Just like a puppet, he retreated backwards at a fast or slow speed, but he just avoided the sharpest and most irresistible point of Wang Zen's shooting.

Use your strength to follow the wind, which is not a special magic skill, but a very common boxing footwork spread in the area of Emei in Qingcheng, called "Golden Carp inverted Wave". Wang Chan can also do it, but at this time, Sun Taizhen, a sword fairy, is just right, just like antelope hanging horns. Baiju passed the gap. Even if Wang Chan saw it, he couldn't help shouting loudly in his heart. Only then did he know that Sun Taizhen was actually the same as himself. Before he practiced his magic power, he practiced a shocking martial arts.

"It's hard to escape!" Suddenly, a roar came, but the six Zen monks on all sides had all stood up from the ground at this time. On the one hand, they sacrificed magic weapons, covered the sky, and formed a thick golden light like a glass cover over the whole yard. On the other hand, they moved forward slowly, shrinking the encirclement, like collecting nets and fishing. The earth is vaguely in control.

"You have killed too much, and you have been stained with the demon's surname. You still don't know. Now where this side is, from the surroundings to the sky, are imprisoned. Even if you have Yue Wumu and Guan Yunchang's ability, you can't break out! As the saying goes, there is no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth! Let's put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha!"

"I, Buddha, am compassionate and universal to all sentient beings. In the end of the world, I am about to cross the world, change evil from good, and return the world to a bright universe. The cause and effect of your matter is too evil. You insist on going your own way, and you can't surpass it in the end. As long as you are willing to pay for your own magic martial arts, go back with me obediently, and repent in the middle of the Dharma cave, you will naturally be able to achieve the right result in decades..."

"Big Monk, you and the descendants of the soldier talk about mercy, which is simply talking to the stone!"

Sun Taizhen stood still and went back and forth. Although he was only shot back to the same place by Wang Chan in an instant, up to now, the whole yard has been blocked. In his eyes, Wang Chan is like a tiger trapped in an iron cage. No matter how sharp his minions are, under the siege of so many people, there is only a depressing. .

"It's a pity, it's a pity, you have a magic power! Murderer, people always kill him. When you just killed Hong Tianjing, you once thought that in a blink of an eye, you would end up in the same way as him. The things in the world are really a peck, and the retribution is unpleasant. How's it going, Wang Chan? Do you now agree with the exhortation of the great monks, abolish the magic martial arts, and go to Shaolin to confess, or are you going to be killed by us here?

Sun Taizhen cast two eyes from afar, stood with his hands behind his back, and the sword light flowed outside, looking calm and idle. After saying that, there was a strong momentum surging all over his body, oppressing him. It turned out that he really regarded Wang Chan as a plate of "little dishes" that he had taken, and regarded himself as the winner.

In an instant, he sensed the turbulent force swimming in his body. Wang Chan raised his gun and looked at Sun Taizhen indifferently. He turned a deaf ear to what these people had just said. Although the opponent was unexpectedly powerful and had an absolute advantage in the number of people, there was no fear and worry in Wang Chan's heart. On the contrary, there was hot blood in his body, surging endlessly, and the whole person began to tremble slightly excitedly from the inside out.

If you are weak, you will be weak. If you are strong, you will be strong. This is the true meaning of the struggle between soldiers. The enemy is just a tool to sharpen itself. Only the most powerful opponent and the most critical situation can stimulate the most incredible power of the way of soldiers.

Stop killing with killing, and control violence with violence!

This seems to be a killing game that is enough to make everyone desperate, and it is also a situation that people can't help yearning for and boiling blood.

What's more, even if you fall into such a field, who will know who will die until the end!

God is the master of other people's lives, but Wang Chan's life is controlled by himself.

"How much nonsense, whoever wants to die, might as well come up and fight with me!"

Wang Chan looked at a few monks who were slowly approaching around him. It turned out that Sun Taizhen had always been unwilling to fight alone with Wang Chan, and most of the six elders of Longmen Wudang had died, and only two were still in shock. They only dared to wander in the distance. Even if he took action again, he would definitely not be the same as at the beginning. Without hesitation, I tried my best to do it. It's just that at this time, the situation has gradually become clear, and the possibility of a melee is not great. Once the power of the magic array laid by the six Zen masters is fully exerted, the space for Wang Zen to display a big gun will become smaller and smaller, so Sun Taizhen will be fearless.

At the same time, in a quadrangle courtyard less than two kilometers west of Baiyunguan, all of them were fully armed and described as tough soldiers. However, although there were many people, they walked in an orderly manner and never noisy. Obviously, they were all of them were some real elites.

The windows in the main room are all sealed with local quilts, so you can't see the half light from the outside.

At this time, in this room, Lei Hengzheng, dressed in a uniform, looked at the high-definition screen in front of him with good eyes, and the scenes flashing from it were exactly what was happening in the white cloud view.

"Shou, these people are all strange people. Isn't it a pity that they died like this? Do you think about it more? His eyes were also staring at the screen. Seeing Wang Chan holding a big gun and a horizontal gun, he couldn't help flashing a trace of gloom on his face.

"These people have the ability, but they can't be used by the country. The greater the ability, the greater the harm. It's not a pity to die!"

Lei Heng snorted: "The country is the country of everyone. Because of these people, we can't destroy the good situation of stability and unity. This Wang Chan thinks that if he is good at it, he can lighten the prince and prince. He can do whatever he wants and not pay attention to the people of the world. He can even kill Lin Zhendong without hesitation. May I ask who else in this world he dares not move and dares not kill?

"How's the thing I asked you to do?"

"Before nightfall, the area around Baiyunguan had been blocked. In the name of the city's anti-terrorism exercise, all the personnel had arrived at the predetermined location an hour ago. The blasting device under the Lvzu Hall is installed through the original tunnel under the Taoist temple. Thirteen blasting experts work together, using the most advanced fixed-point directional blasting technology, which can cover the target area, and the sound will not exceed the sound of a 30-story building when it collapses. It should not cause a large-scale disturbance..."

"These are not important. As long as these people can't escape, everything is worth it. Even if they are taken to the end afterwards, I am willing to do it. Now I'm going to order all the people to take their positions and listen to my orders at any time. Just wait for Wang Chan and these people to lose and divide the winner and lose, and start to act immediately.

"Hi!" If you don't agree, it's useless to go on. Sun Taizhen's eyebrows moved, and the two flying swords suddenly flew up, sneered through the air and killed Wang Chan! Wang Chan shook his hand, the head of the big gun, the big gun flower, falling colorful, jingling twice. As soon as he picked open the two sword lights, he saw a Buddha in the golden light above his head, ** riding a tiger, Sanskrit masterpiece, open his mouth and spray, that is, the golden light all over the sky, turned into golden arrows, as dense as the rain, leaving all the space in front of Wang Chan. Seal it.

The sword light surged outside Wang Chan's body, and two Taibai sword balls flew above his head, turning into a light wheel the size of a round table, fluttering! Puff! ! In an instant, I don't know how many golden arrows have been crushed, but the power of this Zen array is infinite. Under the cooperation of six people, coupled with the power of magic weapons, the effect that can be exerted is simply terrible.

Every golden light is like a flying sword, stabbing with all its strength. Wang Chan's Taibai sword pills flow like the wind, but it can only block a small piece of sky above his head. Occasionally, there was a light arrow, which was stabbed like a fish leaking net. It was also caught in Wang Chan's hand and pinched into pieces. However, after a long time, his seven killing knives were unparalleled, but he also shocked his palms with a burst of hot pain.

Above these golden lights, they all condense the mind power of the Zen monk, and the divine power of the Dharma. Although it is not substantial, it can also penetrate steel. If it hadn't been for Wang Chan's body, the thirteen Taibao horizontal protection kung fu, the seven-killing knives on a pair of palms would have been a small success, and others would have been replaced, even the dragon road. People are afraid that the whole palm of their hands will be worn into a sieve.

(to be continued)