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041 Intercept(2/2)

Diao Wenjing's two guns took a fast and fierce path. The two guns broke through the air, and even tore open the wind and waves in front of her, turning into two silver snakes. With the red tassels flashing, they hit the back of Sun Heng's head.

"Save it!"

The sharp aura that came from behind his head made Sun Heng's scalp numb and his heart sounded loudly.

However, it was even more impossible for him to let Shao An go. He shouted muffled and slapped his left hand back.

Golden Body Technique!

Big monument burglar!

"Peng..."

With a loud bang, the air waves rushing in the place where the three of them were, even suppressing the wind and waves.

Diao Wenjing let out a muffled groan, and her body flew backwards. After landing, she took several steps back before she could step down.

"puff……"

A sweet throat, a mouthful of blood had splashed out.

With the breath of internal luck, his face couldn't help but sink. With the opponent's attack, he was injured in all his internal organs!

Sun Heng's arm trembled and he took several steps before he stopped.

"ah!"

At this time, Shao An also came back to his senses from the sting of the broken arm, gathered his right palm and roared wildly towards Sun Heng's cheek.

"Go to die!"

"snort!"

Sun Heng clenched his teeth, and his sore left hand couldn't block it. He immediately grabbed the other party's arm and exerted force directly, pulled Shao An and smashed it hard towards Shanyan on the ground.

"Peng..."

On the ground, the rocks cracked, and Shao An's palm also deviated from the direction and landed on Sun Heng's chest.

Diao Wenjing, who was behind, narrowed her eyes, and had no time to suppress her injuries. She shouted loudly and took a gun and came again.

Shao An's body shook so much that he vomited blood. Seeing that he could not escape Sun Heng's clamp, he was completely ruthless. He slapped his single palm and slashed at Sun Heng like a desperate situation.

Sun Heng blocked Diao Wenjing's two guns with one hand and held Shao An in the other, and still frantically slapped Shanyan under him.

His movements were in no way possible, but his posture was fierce and domineering. He fought against two second-rate masters one by one, but his eyes were cold, but his expression never changed from beginning to end.

The three of them wrestled together, and the rocks cracked and gravel flew everywhere. Shao An's breath in the field became weaker and weaker.

"Peng!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound.
Chapter completed!
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