As soon as the words fell, Warlock Maoshan heard loud gunshots.

"Ding Ding!"

A tall figure flashed in front of Warlock Maoshan, with his arms crossed, just blocking the ballistic trajectory, the silver ring on his forearm exploded with exaggerated sparks, and the trembling corpse trembled.

The burst effect of the pistol!

The Maoshan warlock turned his head abruptly, with a layer of cold sweat dripping from his back, glaring at Yuanshi Tianzun:

"mean!

"Knowing that you are in a weak position, why don't you just be shameless and engage in sneak attacks? In order to win, you can abandon the bottom line?"

If it wasn't for the Yin Corpse's intelligence and initiative to save the Lord, he would have capsized in the gutter just now.

With so many people watching, how could Zhang Yuanqing let the other side splash dirty water and respond loudly:

"Soldiers are cunning, deceit is part of tactics, and you are also an experienced spiritual practitioner, why are you pretending to be a white lotus here? It is nothing more than because you were attacked by me, not you.

"Oh, I forgot, you splashing dirty water is also a tactic, and you want to set up a stinky and shameless character for me."

While talking, his hands were not idle, he kept walking, switching angles, pulling the trigger, and at the same time wearing the insight glasses to ensure that the bullets could hit.

Strips of fiery red ballistics poured towards Maoshan Warlock and Infernal Corpse.

Maoshan Warlock rolled on the spot and disappeared.

bang bang bang! The bullet hit the ground, creating shallow craters.

Zhang Yuanqing scanned the audience, looking for the Maoshan warlock, and fired a shot at the front, back, left, and right sides to test the opponent's position.

But all failed.

The other party didn't take the opportunity to touch and attack.

At this time, the Yin Corpse held the left wrist with its right hand and the right wrist with its left hand, and with a sudden pull, the silver rings on both arms flew out one by one, leaving a silver ring on each arm of the left hand.

"Buzz!"

Between the eighteen arm rings, there seems to be a strong magnetic resonance, suspended in the air, buzzing and trembling.

The Yin Zombie punched out both fists, and driven by invisible magnetic force, the eighteen silver rings smashed towards Zhang Yuanqing overwhelmingly, making a shrill sound of breaking through the air.

magnetic force? What kind of professional prop is this? Zhang Yuanqing flicked his legs, fell to the side, and rolled continuously.

There were muffled explosions behind him, accompanied by splashing of stones.

This lethality is much more powerful than the explosive pistol.

Zhang Yuanqing stopped rolling, and just jumped up, his back suddenly felt a chill, a short knife with a cold light protruded from the void, and stabbed steadily and quickly at the back of the heart.

Zhang Yuanqing threw the explosive pistol into the air, and at some point there was a pair of fists in his hands. He didn't dodge or dodge, and his fists touched his chest.

"boom!"

An exaggerated explosion sounded, and the violent air wave swept the flames and swept in all directions.

At the position behind Zhang Yuanqing, a pale white light curtain was generated under stress, like a solid outer wall, blocking the raging flames and air waves. JrNovels.com