Technology changes the life of cultivators

There was no chance to draw a gun to fight back, but it didn't mean that Leng Feng could cut Ye Jianling down.

With a lower back, Ye Jianling immediately dodged the cold blade's horizontal chop, and then did a backflip. While keeping the distance from the cold blade, Ye Jianling took out the RSH-12 and aimed at the cold blade to disconnect the gun.

Bang!

Ding!
There was a sound of metal impact, which was different from ordinary disciples of the aristocratic family.Leng Feng is a casual cultivator who came out of the desert, and his combat instincts are extremely keen.In addition, with Li Feng's warning in advance, Ye Jianling's aura bomb was easily blocked.

The moment he blocked it, Leng Feng stepped forward again, holding a broad knife forward and slashing towards Ye Jianling's chest.

Ye Jianling stood on tiptoe, and at the same time swung his arm towards Leng Ren, put the pistol directly in front of Leng Ren's face, and then disconnected the gun decisively.

Ye Jianling was forced to fire this shot when he felt the crisis, the movement was smooth and the attack was decisive.

But he was still dodged by Leng Ren with a flick of his head.

The distance was too close, and the timing of Ye Jianling's pulling the trigger was clear to Leng Ren's eyes.

Even if Leng Feng didn't know about the mobile phone, he knew that the trigger was the mechanism that triggered the hidden weapon.

After another miss, Ye Jianling felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.Regardless of whether the cold blade will kill him directly, it must be very painful to open a hole in the body with that broad knife.

Under such thoughts, Ye Jianling took a step back and retreated into the Drunken Immortal Pavilion on the spot, then raised his left arm and raised his palm, stopped the cold blade and said: "Wait! Fighting is not allowed in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion!"

The knowledge I just learned came in handy.

But the action time is only half a second.Then Ye Jianling was kicked out of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion by Mu Lao: "I said it all, when someone challenges you, you have to fight!"

MMP!

Ye Jianling cursed in his heart!
This old thing really tripped me up!
Faced with this situation, Leng Ren was also taken aback, he didn't know Mu Lao, and immediately said: "Seeing that you are only the third level of foundation establishment, I still didn't believe it. But you can avoid my two swords, which means You do have some strength."

Hearing this, Ye Jianling smiled triumphantly.When it comes to killing and fighting, Ye Jianling has no experience.But when it comes to flashing around, his father in the late Yiquan period has been 'training' him for more than ten years, how can you, a junior in Lingtai, get it?

Before Ye Jianling could be proud for a few seconds, his face darkened again.

Li Feng stepped forward together with Qingshan and Qingshui, it seemed that they wanted to fight together.

And for some reason, a white light suddenly lit up under Ye Jianling's feet, and then he saw withered vines and old trees coming out of the ground, coiling his feet and binding his calves, imprisoning him in place.

All right.

I can't run now...

Seeing this, Ye Jing drew his sword and rushed towards Ye Jianling, intending to cut off the dead wood on his leg.

But how could the other party let her succeed?
Qing Shan's speed was slightly slower than Leng Ren's, but it was still beyond Ye Jing's ability to outrun.He was caught up in an instant, and the sound of the sword being drawn was heard immediately after.Qingshan wanted to draw his sword directly to slash Ye Jing's back.

Bang!

There was another loud noise, and Ye Jianling's aura hit Qingshan's hilt directly, knocking the sword she was about to draw back into its sheath.

"Come at me alone~" Ye Jianling tilted his head and smiled, swung his left hand back and raised his robe, and an aura grenade rolled down to the sole of his feet.

Seeing this, Li Feng was startled, and hurriedly shouted: "Leng Ren, step back!"

boom!
There was a roar.A small hole was suddenly blasted out on the ground by the concentrated aura.With the strong wind blowing, Ye Jianling was also blown out.

"Damn! It hurts." A sound of complaints sounded, Ye Jianling climbed up from the wall on the side of the street, smiled at Ye Jing, "You go back to the Zuixian Pavilion first."

Ye Jing hesitated, let Ye Jianling face the five spirit stage masters alone?

He is only at the third level of Foundation Establishment!
Why is she at the pinnacle of the ninth level of Foundation Establishment being the one to be taken care of!
Ye Jing couldn't accept it.

"Sister. Go back!" Ye Changqing's voice came from the eaves: "You will only drag the bastard if you stay there, have you forgotten what I told you!"

When you see any of them, don't hesitate to run!
Even if this sentence is not useful to Ye Jianling, it is also useful to you, Ye Jing.

Withdrawing the long sword in his hand, Ye Jing turned back unwillingly and walked into the Drunken Immortal Pavilion. After a short pause, he turned around and said, "If you can't beat it, you will admit defeat. It's only the first day. At worst, let's go grab it tomorrow."

Ye Jianling patted the dust off his robe in embarrassment, and smiled back at Ye Jing.

Although Ye Jing's worrying words were very heartwarming, but he was all responsible for grabbing the flag, and he didn't want to hand over to others.

Getting ready, Ye Jianling hooked Li Feng and the others and said, "I'm quite confident in avoiding this. Come!"

The five of them felt a little ashamed, and gave Ye Jianling a little time to integrate. This was the last concession of the five at the Lingtai level to the third level of foundation establishment.

Without warning, Ye Jianling's feet lit up with white lights again.This time he didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately rolled away from here, but just as he stabilized his body, he saw the cold blade rushing to his face.

It's still a horizontal cut.

Ye Jianling took out the M1911 from his pocket with his left hand, took advantage of the opportunity to hold the handle of the gun against Leng Ren's handle, and at the same time fired a sharp shot, hitting Leng Ren's chest directly.

Less than one meter away.

Although Leng Ren has spiritual energy to protect his body, Ye Jianling inevitably made a hole.

"It's a pity." Ye Jianling sighed secretly.If he hit with the RSH-12 in his right hand, he might injure his heart and lungs on the spot.

The wound inflicted by M1911 was too shallow, Leng Ren just let out a muffled grunt, and exerted force with his right hand instantly, and the knife still slashed on Ye Jianling's left arm.

hiss……

This was Ye Jianling's first injury since his rebirth, and the severe pain made his adrenal glands soar.

Taking advantage of the moment between Lengren's attacks, Ye Jianling suddenly stepped forward to the left, held Lengren's abdomen with his right hand, and fired three times in a row!

Blood splashed violently from the back of the cold blade.

But at this moment, Qing Shui attacked Ye Jianling from the left side, stabbing the sword at his left side.There was no time for Ye Jianling to react at all.

The stabbing silver light was so fast that Ye Jianling could only subconsciously retract his abdomen, and at the same time he pushed his butt back, and his feet matched with his waist, trying hard to turn his body to the left.Then, with the force of the rotation, he slammed an elbow on Qing Shui's head.

Compared to speed, Ye Jianling was no slower than this group of Lingtai masters.

He used his elbow to hit Qing Shui's face on the spot, and at the same time he lowered his hand, aiming at the chest and shooting.

This spear, Ye Jianling, was very confident, he didn't even shoot in succession, the effect of hitting the lung was only one, but it was extremely deadly.

She would have difficulty breathing and be hors de combat on the spot.

"younger sister!"

With a loud cry, Qing Shan rushed towards him. Facing the chasing Qing Shan, Ye Jianling suddenly turned his head to look behind him, and at the same time threw a black jar from his bosom.

grenade?

Of course not, that thing can't hurt Qingshan, Ye Jianling knows it all too well.

Ding!
There was a clear cry, and a bright white light stood out.The people standing on the eaves and watching the battle in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion instantly covered their eyes.

This is the aura bomb.

Not only was Qingshan covering her eyes and screaming, even Li Feng behind her was forced to stop the attack, and Ye Jianling, who turned his head to avoid it, also had tinnitus.

It can be described as harming others and benefiting oneself.

Turning around, Ye Jianling rushed to Li Feng first, and fired a shot without saying a word.

The abdominal wound that hadn't healed widened again, and Li Feng once again knelt down in front of Ye Jianling.

Within a few breaths, four of the five Lingtai-level masters had already lost their fighting power.

Li Feng and Leng Ren knelt on the ground and covered their abdomen to stop the bleeding, Qing Shui lay on the ground sobbing violently, Qing Shan rolled over covering his eyes not far away, only the man hiding behind them was still standing.

Seeing this, Ye Jianling walked towards the last person, as long as he was dealt with, the battle would be over.

"Wait! I surrender, I'm just a formation mage! Wait! Don't come here! Don't come here!" The man named Mingfu panicked instantly, he was just a supporting figure!It has no fighting power.

But it was useless to run, and Ye Jianling finally took a shot.

"This brat is too ruthless. After all, we are still from the same family." A voice of condemnation came from the eaves.

Ye Jianling's tinnitus gradually recovered, and when he heard it, he immediately cursed: "What do you mean by hitting too hard, can't you see that I was also injured!"

"It's too cruel, and I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade..." Ye Changqing also covered his mouth and echoed, his eyes were full of condemnation.

As for Ye Jianling?
She has completely understood that this bastard is very strong, there is no need to worry about him at all.