Chapter 250: Fight to the death! (IV)

Ning Fan is behind, Jian Chi and Li Pojun are in front, Qianlong is attacked from both sides. [ ↘@

Without thinking, Qianlong had his own choice. Although he forced Jian Chi to abandon the sword, his subsequent killer moves could not be used.

Qianlong's blade shook forward, sprinkled a blade light, turned around quickly, slapped out with his left hand, facing Ning Fan's attack.

After Jian Chi abandoned the sword, he pierced his snow-white hands, and his hands seemed to turn into sharp swords, piercing Qianlong's vest. Li Pojun's fist also rushed towards Qianlong's back.

Obviously, under the crisis, Qianlong chose to confront Ning Fan head-on.

The sword light shone down, blocking Jian Chi and Li Pojun. Bo, Jian Chi's arm was like a sharp sword tore open the sword light, and then poked Qianlong's vest hard, and then,

Li Pojun's fist also hit Qianlong's back.

After two muffled sounds, the hidden dragon remained motionless.

Jian Chi and Li Pojun looked at each other, their eyes were full of horror. Their attacks were enough to open the stones and crack the stones, but Qianlong was safe and sound.

Too scary!

A person suddenly appeared in Jian Chi's mind——Huang Fengtu.

He is the only one who can do this in her understanding, but this person is the supreme existence in her mind.

Ning Fan was also very frightened. The three of them met one person. Qianlong was so at ease. Is he still a human being?

He was shocked without any extra thoughts, because the attack he was ready to take turned out to be like a mud cow entering the sea. The palm of Qianlong seemed to have an attraction, firmly restraining him and resolving the thunder attack.

"Not only is he powerful in swordsmanship, but he is also so profound in his skills. It's so terrifying."

Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, two muffled sounds sounded in Qianlong's vest, and Jian Chi and Li Pojun were actually shocked, and a smile appeared in Qianlong's eyes.

Ning Fan's heart trembled and he quickly moved the "Qiankun Jue" and the storm-like vitality continued to inject from his right arm from his dantian.

roar!

The dragon head formed by the vitality raised, showing its hideousness. The dragon's tail swung, and it actually broke free from Ning Fan's palm, broke out from his body, and rushed directly into Qianlong's palm.

Qianlong's face changed suddenly, and he stared at his arm. Bang, the sleeves of his arm were broken, and the blue veins were raised high. A stream of air could be seen running among the tendons and veins, rushing towards the center of his body.

"What's going on?"

Qianlong's body and mind were shaking violently, his meridians seemed to be about to be broken, his arms became soft, and the energy in his body was retreating step by step.

Ning Fan was secretly happy that the fourth layer of "Qiankun Art" was indeed infinitely mysterious. The dragon formed by this vitality is more fierce and domineering than ordinary vitality, and it is tempting to look down on the world.

Swish!

Qianlong danced his sword again and slashed straight towards Ning Fan's forehead.

Ning Fan gritted his teeth unwillingly, jumped back, and the dragon of energy retreated helplessly.

Qianlong hurriedly retreated, and the sword energy intertwined in front of him to form a large shield to guard against Ning Fan's attack. His left arm shook violently for a few times before he felt like he was controlling the arm again.

Qianlong knew very well that he was much better than the opponent's martial arts, but it was the blame for the opponent's martial arts, which was too evil.

He could almost assert that if he allowed the fierce airflow (the dragon) to invade his heart veins just now, even if he had the power behind him, he would not be able to turn the world back and would definitely fall into the other party's hands.

"Ning Fan, hand over your martial arts and I can spare your entire body."

As the saying goes, one learns from one mistake and becomes wise. Since you know the power of the other party's palm technique, Qianlong will not be foolish in the face of his palm. He must use his sword technique advantages.

Ning Fan's expression frightened. This Qianlong was really unwilling to give up. He actually coveted his martial arts. This martial arts is really an jealous guy. In the eyes of those who know how to do things, it is a supreme treasure.

"You should keep the treatment of the whole corpse by yourself." Ning Fan understood the situation today. If Qianlong was not killed, everything would be an interview. Even if others killed all other members of the Skeleton and Bones Society, it would be useless.

He glanced at the others from the corner of his eyes and found that the situation of the battle was still very nervous.

The butcher and Miko Sato fight equally, and Miko Sato has a large number of helpers. These people may have less martial arts than the butcher, but they are cunning and sneak attacks from hidden weapons, which makes the butcher suffer.

Miko Sato is very good at leveraging her advantages, she is flexible and changeable, and has repeatedly attacked her sneak attacks, and cooperated with her companions to make the butcher gradually show a decline.

Ye Xingren's ghostly body movement also slowed down, and the red demon sword was no longer so accurate and ruthless. He was injured on many sides of his body, and blood stained his dark clothes red.

The situation of scimitar and cold noodles is not much better. Although they are brave, they are numerous and powerful, and they are not mediocre, but elites from the world.

The two of them were already scarred, and their cold faces were still cold, but their blood was dyed red, making them even more ferocious.

It is obvious that if Qianlong won't win, they will be at the end of their strength and will be difficult to sustain.

Of course, they also saw the battle between Qianlong and Ning Fan and others, and their hearts were mixed. Qianlong was their boss and even more so, and no one would disobey Qianlong's orders.

Therefore, when Qianlong made the decision to make a plan, no one expressed any objection. They believed in their boss, and he said yes, so he would definitely do it.

But now, their beliefs are gradually shaking. Ning Fan and others were able to compete with Qianlong, which was unexpected. In their concept, Qianlong was almost invincible.

Their eyes were floating around, hoping that the Gun God could accidentally resolve this dilemma.

The Gun God lurked not far away, his fingers tightly on the trigger, and his pair of hawk eyes observed everything through the scope. He naturally saw his companion's plight clearly, but he did not dare to pull the trigger.

He hasn't discovered the enemy's sniper yet, and he has a kind of intuition, he has a kind of intuition that the other party must be nearby, and if he fires a shot, he will definitely be exposed.

The other party could immediately capture his hiding place, and a bullet could take his life.

This kind of showdown is not easier than hard-working, and it even tests the mind. Only people like them who have experienced professional training can withstand this psychological pressure. If ordinary people are, they may be forced directly by strong psychological pressure.

Crazy, so shoot first.

Adams was indeed lurking nearby, and he followed the Gun God all the way. Although he now knew the general position of Gun God, he still did not lock him.

Even if there was an unfavorable situation before, they were able to reverse the situation with their own adjustments.

At first, although Adams discovered the trace of the Gun God, the Gun God finally escaped from his sight.

Adams also saw the situation of the war and understood that the key to this battle was Qianlong's victory or defeat, so he chose to hold his troops unmoved. If Qianlong won, even if he killed the Gun God, it would be useless, and instead he would reveal his position.

If he was chased by Qianlong, his ten lives would probably not be enough.

Facing Qianlong, even a sniper with a firm mind like him is not sure of winning.

This battle has reached this point, and the difference between victory and defeat is already on Qianlong. Ning Fan naturally understands this issue, so he is particularly serious.

Ning Fan, Jian Chi, Li Pojun looked at each other and understood it. Ning Fan shouted angrily and launched another attack. The other two also rubbed their bodies and pounced on them.

Qianlong snorted coldly, his feet swirled, the blade flew around, and the shadow of the knife covered the sky like a tornado, covering him tightly.

Bang!

A few palms were used to break the sword shadow, but the sword shadows were added one after another. Ning Fan seemed to hit a shield, causing no damage to the enemy behind him. His palms became more and more fierce, but the opponent

The blade is getting stronger and stronger.

Although the sword crazi's sword-hiding technique is exquisite, when facing the blade that cannot be poured into the water, she can only hear a jingling sound, and she can only sigh.

Li Pojun's strength is the weakest among the three. Faced with such a domineering blade, his hands could only attack a few punches at any time, which would not pose any threat to Qianlong.

"Haha, your attack time is over, it's my turn now." Qianlong laughed wildly, and the overwhelming blade suddenly condensed into a knife, extremely arrogant, feeling like he regarded the world as nothing.

"break!"

The big knife slashed down, as if it was about to crack the air, and everyone felt their hearts stagnant and their breathing was not smooth.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Three muffled sounds, the sword crazy flew backwards, the sword came out of his hand, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out, and it stopped after he was installed on the wall of the abandoned factory building with hatred.

Li Pojun was even more miserable. He broke a big tree in the waist and fell to the ground, unable to get up at all.

Ning Fan was also knocked away. The unrivaled knife seemed to be about to open up the world. He gathered all his energy to resist, but still could not. He flew out like a kite with broken strings.

"You can't defeat!" He cried in his heart. He didn't need to look at it and knew that Jian Chi and Li Pojun had almost no combat power, and now everything depends on him.

When the person was in the air, he hurriedly circulated his energy and stopped the castration. The energy under his feet circled. He stopped steadily in the air, and then rushed towards the Qianlong again like a shell.

"Huh?" Qianlong exclaimed in surprise, grabbed the knife with both hands, his eyes were solemn, full of decisive murderous intent.

The blade's cold light shines, as dazzling as the sun's brilliance.

"die!"

A simple knife, but it contains endless power and murderous aura. Facing Ning Fan who was attacking fiercely, the knife slashed down, and the sword was full of energy, freeing from the constraints of the knife, forming a knife that was visible to the naked eye.

The arc slashed on Ning Fan.

The Qiankun Palm was used, and the smoke and clouds disappeared with the arc, and the cold real blade slashed on Ning Fan, as if a giant knife was about to split his body. The internal organs were violently vibrating, and even the condensed dragon of energy was also there.

It broke through this knife.

Ning Fan flew out again, blood dripped into the air along his clothes, and the bright red blood reflected the light of the sun.

Bang!
Chapter completed!