The sword light filled the sky, like a swarm of bloodthirsty snakes, cutting through the rain curtain and arriving suddenly.

Among the intertwined silver threads, there was a sharp sword hidden in it, which came out from behind and smeared toward Liang Qu's neck and throat like a poisonous dragon.

Binding with fishing nets, capturing and killing with harpoons, this was supposed to be a seamless cooperation to kill, but a flash of green light suddenly flashed before their eyes.

Liang Qu passed the gun body with four fingers, and Haoran's energy and blood, which had been entrenched in the Dantian for a long time, suddenly rose like a dragon. The light on the gun tip danced, faintly emitting green light, and with just a flick, it pierced the surrounding sword.

"not good!"

Huang Jinghong's wrist seemed to have a lead weight on it, and the big fish tied in the sword net turned over and shook into a blue dragon, and the fishing net was torn apart during the struggle.

Suddenly, the sword light collapsed.

Liang Qu took a step forward, followed by the gun, splitting the airflow, and stabbed Huang Jinghong, who was shocked and pale.

Too close!

The air around me seemed to suddenly become colder.

Huang Jinghong had no way to dodge or block. He tried to retreat, but it was in vain. Liang Qu's spear was unforgiving and he pushed forward without hesitation of the sword flash coming from the side.

The green light on the tip of the gun was even brighter, and the roar of the blue dragon resounded through the sky, sweeping in, as if coming from the ancient mountains.

"Ziyan, save me!"

Such a desperate attack made Huang Jinghong's pupils shrink sharply and his eyes moved towards Huang Ziyan.

Soon after, Huang Jinghong died, and even killing Liang Qu was meaningless. Huang Ziyan immediately gave up the opportunity, turned his wrist, and struck the spear accurately.

Guns and knives intersect, and waves move in different directions.

Huang Jinghong, who was out of danger, almost screamed for joy, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Huang Ziyan's pale face.

At the moment of the collision, his hand was light, and all the sword light released was gone!

There was absolutely no power on the gun! Except for a slight shock, it was like it was moving through the water.

This is a false move!

Damn it, why does it have such an amazing momentum if it has no power?

The two sides passed each other, and Huang Ziyan, who struck with all his strength, lost his balance and stopped in front of Huang Jinghong.

Liang Qu held the barrel of the gun with both hands, leaned back, exerted force with both arms, and drew a large circle with the ivory wood gun body, slashing towards Huang Ziyan's exposed neck with a cold light, changing his attack and defense in an instant!

Huang Jinghong, who was behind him, stared angrily, and at the fastest speed in his life, he grabbed Huang Ziyan by the collar and retreated backwards!

Rumble.

Green light intertwined with electric light, and blood drops slowly fell from the black-gold gun tip. The blood-covered gun was quickly washed away by the rain.

The clothes were torn, the rags sank into the puddles, and were covered with a layer of mud.

Huang Ziyan only felt a coldness in his chest, and then a burning pain. If Huang Jinghong hadn't pulled him, the shot would have almost cut open his ribs!

“So old and spicy.”

After just one face-to-face meeting, the two of them supported each other, and their backs were covered with cold sweat.

How could anyone have so much fighting experience?

Fighting to the death with your biological brothers while you were still in your mother's womb?

Liang Qu turned the spear, the red tassel flew around, and the rain mixed with blood spilled out. Without giving the two men a chance to breathe, they came again with the gun.

The sudden advance brought up the fallen leaves floating in the puddle, and Liang Qu's whole body's strength poured into the gun body like water. He took three steps forward, and the strength accumulated to its peak, and the raging murderous intent came towards him.

Huang Ziyan ignored the pain in his chest and turned his wrist to raise the sword to face the spear. Huang Jinghong took a step aside and flicked the tip of his sword to poke Liang Qu in front of the door.

The tip of the spear touched the blade of the long knife. Liang Qu pulled hard, and dazzling sparks burst out mixed with the raindrops. The blood accumulated on the red tassel splashed across Huang Ziyan's face. His strength did not weaken, and he threw it straight across Fubo.

, and hit Huang Jinghong’s sword next to him.

Huang Ziyan was hit by Liang Qu's spear several times one after another. His mouth was painful and his forearms were shaking slightly. The same was true for Huang Jinghong, who was almost knocked off his sword.

The falling rain seeped into my mouth, making it taste bitter.

Liang Qu's shooting skills were ferocious, and his bursts of bursts made them tremble with fear, just like a tireless tiger.

sulfuric acid!

Liang Qu swung away his sword light and sensed everything around him through the rain curtain, almost always arriving first.

No matter which one of the two men is brought out to fight alone, they can defeat Whale Gang leader Liu Jie without any pressure.

But he is also not what he used to be.

The Zetao gives strength, the Yinglong Pattern gives movement skills, and the Mirage gives experience.

Any fight in the dream was a fight to the death, which gave him an unparalleled advantage.

Adding the three together, Liang Qu was able to compete with the two just by relying on ordinary means.

I can't say that the two of them are weak, I can only say that they are.

Not strong.

"Boring."

Liang Qu made a sweeping move and forced the sword back again.

Boring?

Huang Jinghong and Huang Ziyan were stunned for a moment. When they understood, they became furious. The veins in the hand holding the hilt of the sword were exposed. They were about to step forward when suddenly a heavy fog came from the woods on the roadside. It was as thick as milk. In an instant,

Cover everything.

fog?

How could heavy fog rise out of thin air?

The white mist, as thick as liquid, stuck to the sword and immersed the whole body, as dense as a thick white curtain. Whenever Huang Ziyan's sword opened a hole, the crack closed on its own in an instant.

The two of them looked at each other, alarm bells ringing in their hearts. They both leaned back and tried to use their breath and senses to explore the surrounding environment. However, they found that the fog was extremely unique. Even the breath could be covered up, and Liang Qu could not be found at all.

Is it that kid?

Huang Jinghong frowned: "Wanxiang Martial Arts?"

"What Wanxiang martial arts can create such a heavy fog?"

"I told you I didn't have to wait, I didn't have to wait, but now I'm waiting for something to happen!"

Huang Ziyan was angry: "What's the use of blaming me now? Do you think I want to?"

"Something's crawling on my foot!"

Huang Jinghong jumped up from the ground like a frightened rabbit, but was staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He kicked his legs hard to get free. When he looked down, the tentacle-like water flow collapsed into splashes. The scene just now seemed like an illusion.

"What the hell? Did you see it?"

Huang Ziyan looked solemn: "I saw it."

Huang Jinghong looked around nervously, only to hear the sound of tide surging around him, as if water was gathering from the sky and the earth. He thought quickly, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"I understand, it's an illusion! It must be an illusion!"

When Huang Ziyan heard this, he thought about it and realized it made sense.

What kind of Wanxiang Dharma has such an astonishing performance? It causes a heavy fog to cover the surrounding area?

The heavy fog, water flow, and tidal sound can only be illusions! They are guidance to coincide with today's heavy rain!

Reminiscent of the golden eyes photographed by Liang Qu...

He exclaimed: "Eye Technique, he has practiced Eye Technique, and we have been tricked! Quickly, find a way to crack the Eye Technique."

The two immediately mobilized their energy and blood to flow into the Niwan Palace, and used their unique method of awakening the spirit to try to unravel the illusion.

However, when they opened their eyes again, nothing changed around them, and the fog filled the air and flowed quietly.

The two looked at each other with heavy hearts.

What a powerful illusion!

Ordinary methods can’t solve it!

In terms of body skills, horizontal training, marksmanship, and illusion skills, he is younger than the first and has almost no weaknesses. Is there really someone with such talent in the world?

The two of them jumped up and down in the heavy fog, and their spears suddenly pierced the watery white fog, making a large hole.

"Got you!"

Huang Jinghong and Huang Ziyan, who were jumping up and down, suddenly joined hands, the light and shadow of swords intertwined, and the stream of light converged into a torrent, blasting into the thick fog.

The air currents danced wildly, and the thick fog dispersed.

The sound of the tide swept over and was overwhelming.

The two were stunned.

They looked up tremblingly and saw the waterfall pouring down along the edge of the sky.

Black rain fell to the earth, and then surged up into the sky from the earth. The yellow muddy water collided with the white water splashes formed by the sky, and converged into a flowing wall of water, reflecting and distorting the faces of the two people.

Liang Qu stood on the water and looked down, like two frogs sitting in a well looking at the sky.

He made a casual move, and the spear floated to his hand along the water waves, pointing diagonally at the two of them.

"I told you, just the two of you can't defeat me."

The huge wall shattered with a sound like thunder!

Another bolt of lightning struck in the gray cloud, and the green gun light left his hand.

The sound of the tide and the howling of the wind rose together, and the broken knife circled and flew several feet away, piercing the ground diagonally.

Huang Ziyan fell straight down like a kite with broken strings, his mouth full of blood spraying on the tree, dyeing the wrinkled bark red and soaking the black soil.

He widened his eyes and looked at Huang Jinghong on the other side, whose pupils were dilated.

Thousands of tons of torrent slowly broke out in all directions and merged into the woods.
Chapter completed!