Chapter 20

Bai Qi's anger did not calm down, but his hands became very stable. He held the broken gun, and the fire in his heart seemed to be injected into the broken gun, making him remain extremely calm.

The two forms of anger and calmness coexist in Bai Qi, and Bai Qi himself did not notice this.

Wang Fang held the big flag in his hand and rolled the triangle flag on the flagpole, holding it as a spear in his hand. Su Mu and Guo Ai were even more nervous. The weapons in their hands had been broken, and the two broken swords were useless. They could only draw out a dagger to defend themselves. They knew very well whether this dagger had a harmful effect on Qi Refiners.

A short dagger cannot even be used to foster courage, it is just a comfort.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the water in the alley reached its ankle in a blink of an eye. Bai Qi took a step under his feet and splashed a splash of water.

There were people on the long street, and Bai Qi had no sense of security at all. It was also a fight to rush onto the long street. Who had ever seen such heavy rain and people walking on the street? But, he could no longer look back.

Bai Qi's speed accelerated again, and his body passed through the rain curtain and brought a long white line. A tall warrior appeared in front of him, wearing triple iron armor, holding a battle axe with a flashing green light in his hand, and slashing it down. The warrior was two feet tall, and Bai Qi was less than eight feet tall.

The flashing green light on the battle axe made Bai Qi smell the danger. He staggered half a step under his feet, lifted the broken gun upwards and headed straight for the warrior's throat.

The warrior turned a blind eye to Bai Qi's broken gun, and the battle axe was still chopped down, as if he wanted to exchange his life with Bai Qi.

Bai Qi's broken gun tip trembled and hit the side of the battle axe horizontally. The battle axe tilted and chopped to the ground, sank into the entire axe. When the broken gun rebounded, Bai Qi's feet had already rotated half a circle. With the inertia, the seven-foot broken gun drew an arc in the air, and the sharp tip of the gun hit the warrior's neck horizontally.

With a click, the samurai's neck bone was broken. The tall warrior's neck was broken, his head was tilted to one side, but he tried hard to pull the battle axe out of the ground and swept horizontally towards Bai Qi's waist. The green light on the axe blade became stronger and stronger, and Bai Qi's skin trembled, as if an electric current was passing through, and a slight tingling pain accompanied by the stiffness of the muscles.

Bai Qi ignored this axe. If he continued to fight, he would die at the end of the alley.

He stepped up the force under his feet and rushed to the long street. Behind him, Wang Fang's flag gun was poured into the warrior's throat, completely cutting off the warrior's head.

A burst of blue smoke rose, and the iron-armored warrior turned into a paper man, floating around and falling into the accumulated water. The red cinnabar on the paper man was soaked in the rain and dispersed, like blood, red, shocking.

A paper man has a combat power that is better than the most elite soldier in the Great Jin Dynasty. Will this Qi Refiner start a war in the capital?

Bai Qi saw hundreds of people in the rain, full of fighting spirit, but he couldn't be without worries.

The iron-armored warrior turned into a paper man, but the huge battle axe did not change, but the green light disappeared. Guo Ai rushed up, held the battle axe in his hand, weighed it for a while, and felt it looked like it was seventy or eighty pounds.

On the long street, pedestrians in the rain turned around and looked at Bai Qi and the other four. These pedestrians either carried swords around their waists or held swords on their hands. More than ten people were holding umbrellas and dense runes were drawn on the umbrellas with oilcloths.

The same thing among these pedestrians is that they have no vitality in their eyes. When they look at Bai Qi, they look a little confused.

Bai Qi paused under his feet and said, "Brother Wang, Brother Guo, Brother Su, when my father killed the Northwest Sky Wolf King, he led 800 cavalry to chase 5,300 miles, and killed 72 generals under the Sky Wolf King. What were the enemies at that time?"

"It's 80,000!" Wang Fang replied.

"Well, for eight hundred to eight thousand, my Bai family never needs to have many people to fight. Three brothers, today, let me fight with me. If we can survive, the Qi Refiner who disciplines me will not die well." Bai Qi said this with a smile, and there was no murderous aura. However, Wang Fang and others were terrified of their youngest friend.

Bai Qi came today, obviously not prepared, but after seeing Zhen Zhen, he simply killed the female Qi Refiner and then came out all the way without any delay.

This is a skill that only generals who have a sense of crisis and have strong decisions on the spot have.

A tiger father has no dog son, and Duke Yu's son...

"Drink!" Bai Qi didn't need to boost morale anymore. He shouted loudly, and shot him back and stabbed the head of a young man in a civilian who rushed to the other side. The long sword in the boy's hand was almost as long as Bai Qi's broken gun. He was a little slower, and he was assassinated by Bai Qi on the spot, turning into a paper man and falling into the water.

After killing two paper men in a row, Bai Qi's confidence increased greatly. The broken gun caused great harm to the Qi Refiner, and I'm afraid it was hope for him to survive today.

Bai Qi flew several feet away. Su Mu, behind him, picked up the paper man's long sword and chased after him.

They were bound to Bai Qi and could not take care of themselves. Even if Bai Qi died, they would not be able to survive.

Bai Qi's words just now were not just to give them courage. Bai Jian could use 800 cavalry to chase and kill 80,000 enemy troops and kill the Tianlang King. This great merit was not mixed with any moisture. If he and his people were not good for Bai Qi, no one could protect them.

Bai Jian's eight hundred iron cavalry were private soldiers. So after that battle, Duke Yu was kept by His Majesty and returned to his hometown to retire. The emperor was also frightened to keep such a powerful general by his side. This time, Bai Jian was invited back to the capital because of the construction of the Bronze Man Palace.

The flesh and blood body, fighting against Taoism, is not enough to have courage.

Bai Qi's spear technique is an introductory one, and he has no experience in fighting this big scene. A piece of gun is like a spirit snake coming out of a hole in his hand, which is strange and unpredictable. Around him, the white water splashes and flying raindrops are mixed with the red cinnabar on the paper man's body, just like a flower rain.

The broken gun is extremely sharp. Every time he stabs, a piece of paper man will fall. Any weapon hitting the broken gun will break violently. Bai Qi becomes more and more brave as he fights, and in a blink of an eye, he actually breaks out half of the street. His broken army energy becomes smoother and smoother, and in the battle, it gradually transforms into innate vitality. Under the influence of this innate vitality, the power of the True Dragon Seven Killing Spear becomes stronger and stronger.

Ten years of accumulation, during this battle, Bai Qi gradually turned from a warrior to a pure Qi refiner. The passers-by who transformed into a paper man suddenly retreated one after another, and a loud bang at the end of the long street. A tall puppet statue rushed over with a war hammer.

The puppet statue is made of wood, with a bit stiff joints, but it is extremely fast. The stone slabs on the long street are shattered by the puppet.

Seeing the puppets over five feet high running towards him, Wang Fang screamed in surprise: "Xiaobai!"

His voice was then covered by the sound of the wind. The war hammer in the puppet's hand made a buzzing sound, drew a thick gray arc in the air, and smashed towards Bai Qi. The hammer was as fast as thunder, and its speed was unimaginable. At least in Wang Fang's eyes, Bai Qi could not avoid the attack of the accumulation of momentum.

Bai Qi smelled the smell of death. At this moment, the rain between heaven and earth seemed to have stopped. He could only see the huge war hammer falling from the sky, and his mind was blank.

Even if he has become a Qi Refiner and is hit by this war hammer, at most it will be a complete meat pie.

Wang Fang was behind him, his hands and feet were filled with wood, and he was suppressed by the Taoist technique on the puppet. He saw a bizarre scene. The broken gun in Bai Qi's hand, and the scales on the gun rod were spread out. Bai Qi's figure became blurred at this moment, blending with the rain. Only this broken gun was left between heaven and earth, like a divine dragon, rushing towards the sky with his head held high.

In the sky, a purple lightning lit up, but no thunder sound was heard. Bai Qi's broken gun collided with the huge war hammer, and even the thunder was suppressed.

Wang Fang and others had severe pain in their ears, and this shock caused bleeding in their seven orifices.

Bai Qi felt his whole body numb. The muscles on his arms had exploded because they were too swelling, and blood was sprayed. The huge warhammer was hit by his broken gun and shattered together with the puppet's arms.

The puppet had no effect in one blow, his arm disappeared, and then he raised his big foot and stepped on Bai Qi.

Bai Qi waved his gun angrily, but found that his arms had trembled slightly, and he could no longer lift the weapon. He broke the gun and fell to the ground with his hands.

Bai Qi was not frightened, but a little regretful. It was really worth it to die like this. Wang Fang and others were frightened. Bai Qi died, so how could they get rid of it? On the long street, those pedestrians transformed by paper people gathered up again, and did not intend to let go of the remaining three people.

"Who hurts my son's life?" A roar came from the sky, and at the same time, a black spear flew over. The spear penetrated the rain curtain and made a rumbling sound. The air trembled violently. The tiles on the houses on both sides shattered as the spear approached.

The tall puppet was hit on the back by a spear and flew forward violently. The spear flew out more than ten feet before stopping with the puppet.

"father……"

Bai Qi heard Bai Jian's voice and his body relaxed and fell softly to the ground. He fought against the puppet, causing his body to exceed the normal load dozens of times. He was not dead, thanks to the qi in his body that had been transformed into innate vitality.

On the ground, the scales on the cut-off gun slowly closed and quietly sank into Bai Qi's body.

Wang Fang and others did not notice this. The three of them could still act. Seeing the paper men holding weapons and pounced on each other again, Wang Fang first erected his flag gun and came to Bai Qi, gritting his teeth and holding it back.

When Duke Yu comes, then you don’t have to die...

A tall man flew from the end of the long street, holding a sword in his hand. His body flew in a straight line in the rain, without placing his feet, and even a vacuum corridor appeared behind him.

Wherever Bai Jian passed, the sword wind was stirring and the paper people were broken. Wang Fang and others couldn't see how Bai Jian took action. Bai Jian came to Bai Qi in a blink of an eye, and his feet fell to the ground. The momentum on his body suddenly became restrained, like an ordinary middle-aged man, with a plain expression.

"Qi'er, is it okay?" Bai Jian waved, and the spear that stabbed the puppet to death flew back in the air and landed in his hand. He casually put the sword back into the sheath and looked up at the sky.
Chapter completed!