Chapter 50

"Ah..."

At this time, Mo shengtu's shrill cry came out, and the tea bowls were still in his hands. It can be seen how fast Miao Yi's surprise shot was and how much he took advantage of it.

Zhang Shucheng flashed out a blood line from his chest under his broken arm, and at the same time, he absorbed his gun into his hand.

Bang!

A ferocious Miao Yi kicks Mo shengtu, who is still screaming. At the same time, he sweeps the gun, cutting off Mo shengtu's good head, and bursts out a pool of blood in the air.

Mo shengtu in the first two places of his body fell to the ground and couldn't call it out any more.

The owner's wife on the Xiangfei's bed over there also sat up and looked at this side. No matter Liba, scholars and cooks, they didn't expect that Miao Yi would suddenly attack without any sign. They thought Miao Yi didn't see their hint.

Only then did they find that this seemingly simple young man also had a very ruthless side, and there was no shortage of proper city capitals. If they didn't, they would have died. They were quite decisive!

If you don't have the ability to adapt and adapt to the survival, then Lao Bai is just wasting his time and picking someone out to die.

Zhang Shucheng, who looks a little pale, has already sealed the broken arm and the wound deep in his armpit with his magic power. He points a gun with one arm to Miao Yi and says, "little thief! How dare you attack us

"If you don't sneak attack, I'm afraid it's not your opponent!" Miao Yi's outspoken words are like killing gods. He points a gun at Zhang Shucheng, "two monks of three grades of white lotus actually use the trick of poisoning me, a monk of white lotus grade one, to kill you all! Say it! Who ordered it? "

The boss's wife and others looked at each other in awe. No wonder the boy would use the means of sneaking attack. He was just a monk of white lotus grade one, but he was brave enough. A monk with a white lotus grade one dared to attack two monks of three grades of white lotus. He was not ordinary fat!

Zhang Shucheng looks at his broken arm. He even lost an arm?

Suddenly he raised his head and said in a rage, "die!"

Flash is a shot at Miao Yi.

What surprised the boss's wife and others was that the boy who had cultivated the first grade of white lotus didn't avoid it, and launched a counterattack to the friars of the third grade of white lotus!

Zhang Shucheng flashed in, and Miao Yi was not afraid. With one step of his foot, he was able to get a man and a gun together.

When he was in the palace, he shot hard and concentrated almost all his magic power on the blow at the head of the gun. Just as he did when he practiced on the island, even if you were a stone mountain, I would destroy you.

Even the boss's wife and others were shocked by that momentum and indomitable ferocity. They dare to do so in the face of opponents who are two levels higher than themselves. I don't know which school or master can train such kind of students!

Boom!

A huge sound shook the hall, and the magic power shocked the four sides.

Under the surging magic power of the fierce scroll, several fallen stone statues suddenly fell down, and the fire below was suffocated and extinguished into charcoal fire, and Mars flew everywhere.

The fire on the landlady's side was almost extinguished, and the same sparks were flying, but no spark could touch the pink gauze curtain of the landlady's Xiangfei's bed.

The frightened horses neigh outside the house.

This hard hit made the two men split and bounce away.

Zhang Shucheng's broken arm and deep axillary incision burst out two groups of blood fog, fell to the ground staggered back a few steps, one arm with a gun to support the ground to stabilize his body.

Miao Yi, however, was shaken upside down in an instant.

Boom! A hole was blown out directly behind the stone wall, and people disappeared behind the hole.

There was a crash behind the broken wall, followed by a "bang" on the wall, and then it collapsed into the main hall. The stones in the smoke and dust were rolling around. The head of a gun slowly extended from behind the broken wall, and Miao Yi, who held the gun in his hand, slowly came out.

Miao Yi, who was in a mess, stood still in the rubble, raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth and nose, and pointed at Zhang Shucheng again, "what if you have the cultivation of the third grade of white lotus? I don't believe you've broken your arm and cut half your chest, and I can't kill you! "

Zhang Shucheng didn't expect that he would dare to touch himself. Although Miao Yi was hurt by this encounter, he could not feel better.

He had lost an arm, and his strength of carrying a gun in one hand was greatly reduced. In addition, he had to spend a lot of mana to seal the two seriously injured wounds and stabilize the heavily damaged heart in his chest.

Miao Yi saw this point and focused on it. As a result, almost half of the blood in his body burst from the wound.

Zhang Shucheng's body is a little shaky and his face is more and more pale. His injury is not only the blood burst seen outside, but also a lot of blood accumulation in his chest.

The owner's wife and others were a little surprised. They didn't expect that Miao Yi could attack Zhang Shucheng so fiercely under the influence of monk Bailian Sanpin's magic power.

Zhang Shucheng also regretted that his intestines were all green. Now he finally understood why the boy could not be defeated in the joint battle of five friars. The suppression of his own mana had no effect at all. The opponent's mana defense had an indescribable way to release his power. As a result, he met him severely in the case of serious injury."Who ordered you?" Miao Yi pointed at him with a gun, "tell me, I will spare you a dog's life!"

The landlady and others are speechless. A friar of white lotus grade one is threatening a monk of three grades of white lotus.

Zhang Shucheng suddenly sweeps with his gun. Several big stones on the ground hit Miao Yi, and he runs away.

He doesn't think that Miao Yi can let him go. It's better to fight.

Miao Yi throws away the stone slab with one shot, instead of chasing Zhang Shucheng, who has fled to the gate. In order to save time, Miao Yi smashes through the walls of the temple. Among the flying rocks, he stabs out a shot like a flower in the fog, just as accurate as shooting the stones falling down the waterfall under a blindfold under a torrent waterfall.

Zhang Shucheng, who has just stepped out of the gate, is scared out of his wits. With a shot, Zhang Shucheng tries to escape, but finds that he can't run.

He slowly looked down and saw a gun pierced his waist from the side, completely breaking his own magic defense, and his magic power was no longer able to gather.

Jingle!

Zhang Shucheng's gun can't fall to the ground. He wants to cover the blood from the wound, but he can't cover it. How can one hand cover several wounds on his body? His eyes are full of horror.

Outside the hall, thunder and shock, wind and rain, there are decadent, rain constantly floating into the eaves.

Under the electric light, the hair of the two people, one left and one right, was covered with rain, which was more visible under the electric light.

The statue of Buddha in the hall looks at the two people at the door and the gap in the broken wall

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