Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the darkness, gunfire was relentless.
The wind and snow howled, accompanied by the splatter of blood.
In the blink of an eye, several people were blasted to pieces.
A man holding a knife leaped up and hid behind the wall, his eyes bloodshot, looking at the distant half of a body, he roared:
"Brother Lu!"
His na was Cui Sandao, a renowned blade hitman in the Shu underworld. Due to his grudges against the Salt Gang, he joined the camp of the Naless Gentleman.
And that person with only half a body left was even more famous.
His na was Lu Zhenshan, skilled in Iron Cloth Shirt, known as Iron Buddha. He was imnsely powerful, once tearing apart the Cross River Iron Chain at Kui Gate with his bare hands, and had a great relationship with Cui Sandao.
But the Iron Cloth Shirt at the peak of Hidden Energy was no different from an ordinary person in front of the Divine Fire Gun.
Cui Sandao knew about the new firearms, also had the chance to obtain a gun permit, but still stubbornly believed that the knife in his hand was fundantal.
At this mont, sothing in his heart completely collapsed.
But the distant gunfire did not allow him to think more.
Debris flew overhead, and the stone wall could not hold for much longer.
"Brother Tang, what should we do?"
Thinking of this, Cui Sandao turned to ask Tang Ling.
His eyes were sowhat complex, and his voice had lowered quite a bit.
Honestly, before, the Naless Gentleman valued Tang Ling extrely, even ingratiating a bit, which made him uncomfortable, so he never showed a good face to the latter.
But now, he had also changed his attitude.
"Help as a protector!"
Tang Ling wasted no words, imdiately bit his fingertip, chanted a mantra, inscribed a talisman on his specially made firearm, and simultaneously recited:
"I implore the two original masters, this gun is no ordinary gun, transform into a sea of blood, transform into five hundred barbaric thunder, pierce liver and break lungs, I serve Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, swift as the law!"
Whoosh~
In an instant, strong winds blew around.
Tang Ling did not aim at all, just raised a gun and fired.
This technique of his, frankly, was not mysterious; it was just borrowing the power of the Ancestor, unleashing instinct to the utmost, and firing according to feeling.
It was considered the most basic technique of the Fire Gun Technique.
Boom!
Flas burst forth, and in the distant darkness, a few screams suddenly rang out, along with the sound of bodies and tiles falling.
The gunfire from that direction also ceased.
The tactical approach of the Black Feather Guards, with experts protecting, magicians probing, and suppressing with firepower, was truly overwhelming against ordinary people of the pugilistic world.
But their positions were too concentrated; facing the sa firearms, they were bound to suffer.
This ti, at least three people died.
Upon hearing Cui Sandao’s cheers, Tang Ling was not the least bit proud, and said in a deep voice, "I can only suppress them; they will temporarily disperse. This is the only chance."
"If we don’t break through, it will still be death!"
Finishing, he continued to cast spells.
Boom!
At this mont, gunshots rang out again from the distant darkness, followed by continuous screams, accompanied by the sound of rooftops collapsing.
A clear voice also echoed in the dark night sky.
"Li Yan of Guanzhong is here, everyone break out!"
It was Li Yan who made his move.
He chose the perfect ti.
The team in front was tense due to Tang Ling’s sudden shot, fully concentrated, thus creating a break.
Li Yan directly fired, first killing the probing Daoist of the Sanfa Sect, then rushed into the enemy formation.
With flashes of the knife, he slaughtered this team into a shattered state.
There were a few left catching their breath, but he couldn’t be bothered with them; shouting his na into the night sky, he picked up two Divine Fire Guns, leaped high like a white crane spreading its wings, and jumped from a high point to the low eaves.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Amidst the sound of tiles breaking, Li Yan lowered his body, sped forward, rapidly approaching another team, and directly raised both guns.
This team had just organized their formation after Tang Ling killed a few of them, and the magician was also fully deploying Divine Skills to probe.
Li Yan made his move, having already disengaged from the Escape Technique, and was naturally discovered.
"Over there!"
A monk with a lecherous face pointed and screeched at him.
Boom! Boom!
Before the other had finished speaking, Li Yan had already fired.
The two opposite were imdiately turned into a spray of blood, and at the sa ti, the rooftop collapsed, the remaining people fell with a clatter along with the tiles.
"Formation!"
The commander of the Black Feather Guards roared in anger.
But imdiately after, he felt a chill in his heart, looked up, and it was Cui Sandao who had taken the opportunity to rush in, face contorted, and thrust his knife right through him.
The others hardly fared any better.
The group gathered by the Naless Gentleman, although not top-tier, were also renowned ruthless individuals in the pugilistic world, not missing an opportunity.
Knives flashed, fists and palms alternated.
In an instant, this group of Black Feather Guards was completely wiped out.
"There are more over there!"
Li Yan didn’t waste words, directly pointed towards the distant street.
"Scatter and encircle!"
Tang Ling shouted lowly, rushing into the wind and snow with his gun.
The others, equally experienced, swiftly circled through the dark alleys, heading in the direction Li Yan had indicated.
As for Li Yan, he swung off the blood on his knife, looked towards the direction of the carriage shop, eyes full of killing intent, and walked into the darkness...
...
Outside the carriage shop, the fierce battle raged on.
Sha Lifei and the carriage leader Xie Huaiqing cooperated and managed to stabilize their front, forcing back the demoness Bai Qihong ti and again.
But to slay her was simply impossible.
Sha Lifei fired several shots, only to destroy one of her water sleeves.
As for the Naless Gentleman and Situ Qian below, they fought to a standstill.
Situ Qian, stepping on five ghosts, swirling an iron umbrella, with black mist surging as he moved, was almost like a real Ghost God.
Moreover, the opponent was skilled in swordsmanship.
According to rumors, Zhong Kui’s outings had four characteristics.
First, he rode the "Kui Star Sedan," a magic artifact bestowed by Emperor Tang upon granting Zhong Kui the title of "Bestowing Fortune House Protection Sage," traversing Yin and Yang, speeding upon touching the ground.
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