Chapter 939

With a loud bang, this leg collided with the wind Dharma protector, and even stirred a circle of visible ripples in the air.

"Deng Deng Deng", they retreated three steps and stared at each other with dignified faces. This time, they even fought with equal strength.

"It's worthy of seven murders. It's really powerful!"

The wind Dharma protector didn't seem to expect that the response of the seven murders was so fast that his sneak attack failed, and his pupils shrunk into a light, and he sincerely praised him.

In fact, he knew that he was not as good as seven kills in the competition of power, because he had planned to do his best, but seven kills was a hasty response and couldn't do his best at all.

"Each other, worthy of being the wind Dharma protector, can quickly turn into a remnant and deceive my eyes."

Seven kills dare not be careless. He is alert and stares at the wind Dharma protector. Although his strength is stronger than the wind Dharma protector, his speed is far lower than him.

The only martial arts in the world can not be broken. Speed is definitely one of the important factors affecting the battle results. In the face of such an enemy, he dare not be careless.

"Let's have a good fight today!"

Before the voice of Feng Dharma protector fell, the whole person suddenly disappeared in place like a wind. When he appeared again, he was already behind the seven murders and slapped him on the back.

"If you use the same trick twice, it won't work!"

Seven kill Lang smiled, the whole man suddenly fell straight forward, his two arms supported the ground, jumped up like a toad, his legs turned into countless remnants in the air, and kicked more than 100 feet in a twinkling.

"Deng Deng Deng!"

The wind Dharma protector reacted very quickly. He put his arms on his chest and stubbornly withstood more than 100 feet. He couldn't help retreating more than ten steps back to dissolve this strength, but there was an unhealthy red tide on his face.

Qi Sha knew that he couldn't prevent the leeward Dharma has been injured. Although the injury was not serious, it would also have some impact. As soon as his arms supported the ground without stopping, the whole person flew into the air, detonated and shot at the wind Dharma, and kicked hundreds of legs in the air.

The wind protector's Qi and blood surged, his breath was not smooth, and his reaction was slow for half a beat. He had to reluctantly raise his sore arms to protect the face door and resist his fierce attack.

"It's a little interesting!"

The corners of the seven murders' mouths made a cunning arc. As soon as the man landed on the ground, his toes kicked on the ground and soared up again, kicking against the wind to protect the Dharma.

When he realized that the strength of wind Dharma is speed, but his strength is far lower than himself, he formulated this set of battle plan. He interrupted his breath adjustment with strong strength to suppress his speed, and then attacked his shortcomings with his own strengths. He must not slow down and give full play to his speed advantage, otherwise he will fall into a hard struggle.

Although the fighting power of Feng Dharma protector is good, the combat experience is not at the same level as the seven kill. As soon as the war began, he fell into the trap of the seven kill. He led him by the nose and was beaten back step by step. The combat rhythm is completely controlled by the seven kill.

"Poof!"

The lack of strength finally made the wind Dharma protector burst out with a mouthful of blood. After several tumbling on the spot, he jumped under a wooden house and narrowly avoided the continuous attack of seven murders.

Seven murders secretly screamed. Unfortunately, if the wooden house was not in the way and interrupted his attack rhythm, he would kill the wind Dharma directly.

Zhang Yang and others have long been silly. They can't catch the dazzling series of battles. When they wait for the shadow, the wind Dharma protector loses its trace, and they don't know who won.

"You hurt me, you hurt me, okay, seven kills, just wait to bear my anger!"

The wind protector awkwardly drilled out from under the wooden house. The corners of his mouth were still filled with blood. The fundus of his eyes was spewing angry flames. He roared hysterically, and his pale face became distorted.

"There's a lot of nonsense. If you have the ability, use it!"

Seven kill didn't mean to be wordy with him at all. Before he finished, he burst into trouble again. People jumped up to the wind like javelins.

"Poof!"

The wind protector suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a blood arrow. The whole body's breath suddenly became depressed, but his eyes were cruel and happy. He laughed and said, "go to death!"

Seven kill suddenly had a strong sense of crisis in his heart. The whole person suddenly bent back 90 degrees like violating the laws of physics. An iron bridge narrowly avoided this mouthful of blood, but there were still two drops of blood splashing on his chest.

The blood bead ignored the vigorous Qi of Qi Sha and quickly penetrated into his skin.

Seven kill just felt that his chest was as painful as being scalded by a red soldering iron. His forehead was green and jumping. He bit his teeth and tore open his skirt. Looking down, he saw two more blood spots the size of peanuts on his chest skin.

The spot slowly spread around like a spirit, and in the twinkling of an eye it became the size of a table tennis ball. The pain became more and more intense, so that seven kill couldn't help roaring.

"Hahaha, if you are poisoned by my evil spirit, what else can you take to fight me? Oh, I forgot to tell you. The more you use the vigorous Qi, the faster the evil spirit will attack. If you don't use the vigorous Qi, you may live two more days. Only I can match the antidote of this poison in the world. Kneel down and surrender obediently. Maybe I can spare your life!"

Although the wind Dharma protector could not even stand steadily with his listless breath, he still laughed happily.

Wan Rui and others changed their faces, so they came forward and grabbed the wind Dharma to ask for an antidote.

"Go to hell!"

But unexpectedly, a grim smile flashed across the corners of his mouth, and suddenly raised his hand and shot the head of Feng Dharma protector.

"Publicity, I grass your ancestors!"

Wan Rui's eyes turned red. He rushed forward with a scold and knocked Zhang Yang to the ground with a hard punch.

"What does your special Wanrui want to do?"

Zhang Yang got up, covered his swollen eyes, and roared with a gloomy face.

"I wipe NIMA, you despicable person and shameless garbage. Why do you kill the wind protector?"

Wan Ruihong still wants to continue beating publicity, but she is hugged by Li Wei: "Wan Rui, calm down, calm down."

"He is a terrorist. Of course I have the right to kill him on the spot. What? Are you with him? Want to avenge him?"

Zhang Yang rubbed his swollen eyes and shouted angrily.

"Put NIMA's shit. You really think we are all fools. Can't you see that you want to kill my cousin for public and private revenge?"

Wan Rui struggled desperately and roared angrily.

"What do you mean? Why can't I understand you? Wan Rui, remember your identity. We are Yulin Wei. I'm your captain. If you dare to spit again, I will complain to my superiors!"

Zhang Yang's eyes flashed a satisfied look, and he shouted angrily.

"Publicity, you shameless villain, you're going to die for me!"

Wan Rui was completely crazy. He broke away from Li Wei's hand, reached out and took out his gun and shot at Zhang Yang.

A "bang" gunshot hit Zhang Yang's feet, and the splashed broken stones burst into his body. If Li Wei hadn't suddenly slapped Wan Rui's hand and lost his heart, Zhang Yang would have to be killed.

"You are so crazy, Li Wei, Lin Bao and song Lin. I suspect Wan Rui is with the terrorists. He dares to shoot me. As captain, I order you to kill him immediately."

Zhang Yang's frightened soul flew out of the sky and rolled on the ground. He roared wildly in his mouth and twinkled with a cold color in his eyes.

"This..."

The three of Li Wei looked at each other in embarrassment. They couldn't see that publicizing the killing of Feng protector was deliberately trying to kill seven murders.

Psychologically, they prefer Wanrui, but at the thought of Zhang Yang's family's power in Yulin guard, Zhang Yang is also the captain. If they don't obey the order, I'm afraid they will never have a good life in the future.

Lin Bao and Song Lin were still hesitant, but Li Wei suddenly started, pointed the gun at Wan Rui's temple and said apologetically: "sorry, Wan Rui, I'm Yulin Wei, and I'm also a soldier. Soldiers take obeying orders as their bounden duty. I hope you don't blame me when you get down here!"

"Li Wei, are you crazy? Even if Wan Rui commits a crime, there is a military court to try him. What qualifications do you have to fight him?"

Song Lin couldn't believe it. He raised his gun at Li Wei and shouted, "put down the gun!"

"Song Lin, I'm the captain. I'm the biggest here. Since you don't want to do it, don't talk so much nonsense. Li Wei, do it and kill him. In the future, the vice captain will be you."

Seeing that Li Wei had controlled Wan Rui's madness, Zhang Yang immediately got up and shouted angrily at Song Lin.

"Captain, I'm sorry. You're against the rules. Wan Rui is our vice captain. You have no right to deprive him of his life without trial!"

Lin Bao couldn't see it anymore. He picked up the gun and pointed it at Li Wei. "Put down the gun, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Li Wei looked at Zhang Yang in embarrassment, but Zhang Yang suddenly took out a gun and shot Lin Bao.

"Lin Bao, be careful!"

Song Lin's face changed dramatically and suddenly pushed Lin Bao!

"Bang!"

When the gun rang, Song Lin fell down, and his chest was red with blood.

"Song Lin... Ah..."

Lin Bao gave a shrill roar and rushed to Song Lin to cry.

"Go to hell! All go to hell!"

Publicity was stunned. Then he gritted his teeth and raised his gun again. Since he had killed one, he simply didn't do it and killed everyone. Then no one knows what's going on here. All the credit is his own.

"Bang!"

When Li Wei saw the murderous opportunity in Zhang Yang's eyes, his heart was cold. He wanted to kill Wan Rui with Zhang Yang's thigh for promotion, but now he realized that Zhang Yang was cruel and cruel. He wanted to swallow the credit alone. He shot Zhang Yang without thinking.

"Er!"

Zhang Yang snorted, and a blood flower shot out of his chest. He couldn't believe looking at Li Wei with a pale face. He didn't expect to die in her hands.

Difficult to raise the gun in his hand to pull Li Wei to be buried with him, but the angry Lin Bao raised the gun and beat it into a sieve.

"Crazy, DUT is crazy!"

In the twinkling of an eye, two people died in the five person team, and WAN Rui was stunned.

Li Wei's eyes flashed a murderous opportunity. He publicized that he had been killed by him. He was also dead when he went back. For today's plan, he had to kill people and put everyone's death on the terrorists.

"Bang!"

Just when he was evil to the side of the gall, suddenly a crisp gunshot came. Li Wei only felt that his eyes were black, completely lost consciousness, and his head exploded like a broken watermelon.

Everyone looked as like as two peas in the air, and saw a Lama dressed up in the same way as the wind. He walked slowly down the wooden floor, surrounded by three members of the God's organization, and more than ten young Tibetan gunmen.

"This is the virtue of Chinese people, see? When there are no foreign enemies, they will only fight each other. How can we let such people rule in Tibet, so we want freedom and liberation."

The Lama said with a compassionate face, full of bewitchment as he walked.

"Freedom! Liberation!"

A group of gunmen raised their guns and roared with enthusiasm in their eyes.

Wan Rui's heart had sunk to the bottom of the valley. He walked quickly to the seven killing body who was unable to stand up and was sitting cross legged. He whispered, "cousin, I'll stop them later. Go quickly!"