Destiny is ashes

Chapter 119 Kill! (Thanks to the leader for his honesty!)

【Don’t even think about it! 】

Fengdu Wei only heard what Wu Xiu said before, that he wanted to fight for a chance for An Jing to escape. He didn't know whether Wu Xiu had handed the rare item to him, so he immediately became anxious.

Regardless of anything, he raised the spiritual gun in his hand and was about to shoot in the direction of An Jing who had turned around and ran away quickly.

But when the trigger was pulled, the Lingguang gun not only did not fire, but instead a puff of white smoke rose.

—— Broken?! Damn it, why did it happen at this time!
But this is not a coincidence - at this moment, all the weapons and magic tools of Fengdu Guard controlled by Luofu military core in the vicinity of the entire black market have malfunctioned for a period of time!
Realizing this fact, An Jing ran even faster.

【Want to run? 】

Fengdu Wei wanted to take a step forward to chase him, but found that Lingkai's right leg had been hit continuously and could not move at all. The martial artist roared angrily and unleashed a powerful punch towards his back, forcing him to turn around and defend himself.

The two sides fought head-on with a punch, but this time it was the martial artist who was defeated.

In terms of physical strength, he and Fengdu Wei are on par with each other, but the other party practiced the fundamental art of immortality and prosperity in the "Qingmu Changsheng Sutra", while he only practiced the external practice "Zhaoyandi Fa" derived from the "Jiudi Treasure Book", and his spiritual energy was much less pure.

What's more, the opponent has spiritual armor to protect him. If he is not disturbed and eroded by the ghost cultivator's trump card, he can burst out with full power and strength, and even the cultivator with a foundation of Taoism can fight him.

That is to say, in a one-on-one situation, the spiritual armor is not very powerful. If the Fengdu guards form a formation and the spiritual energy is connected, he will not be able to break through the opponent's protective spiritual light!

One punch was broken, two punches hit the shoulder blade, the third punch completely broke the defense circle, and the fourth punch hit the head, which made the martial artist's soul fly away. His aura and posture loosened, and he was grabbed by the neck by Fengdu Wei and thrown heavily to the ground.

The ground cracked with a snap, and the rock and soil layers rolled up like waves, and half of the martial artist's body was smashed into the pit, and even his shoes flew off.

[Huff—] Standing up, Fengdu Wei took a deep breath and felt a little dizzy.

He had internal injuries, and the ghost cultivator's 'Mysterious Energy' was still lingering in his meridians. This cold ghost energy blocked the circulation of his spiritual energy, and made it impossible for him to quickly use his 'Eternal Life Energy' to recover from his injuries and physical strength.

Although Wu Xiu's 'Rock Flame Burning Qi' was not of high grade, it conflicted with Minggu Youqi. Every punch he threw caused ice and fire to mix in his meridians, causing him excruciating pain.

But it is not time to rest yet, the 'True Talisman' is still in the hands of that stinky wilderness kid... If I can retrieve the 'True Talisman' and get the appreciation from above, I will definitely be able to rise to the top in one step, and even get rid of this damn quagmire of the Xuanye City Sky Monitoring Bureau, get rid of this soul-devouring underworld armor, and go directly back to the group headquarters!
Come to think of it, that kid in the wilderness seemed to be just over ten years old? Damn, he could cultivate such a pure Gengjin evil spirit at just over ten years old? The four major Taoist temples were only at this level, right? We must not allow such a genius to appear in the wilderness!

buzzing...

Seems like you heard some strange insect sounds?
Fengdu Wei, who was trying his best to recover his breath, raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound with some confusion.

He saw no mosquitoes or flies.

What he saw was a drone.

A self-destructing drone!

Not far away, An Jing, wearing drone glasses, grinned and controlled the self-destructive drone to crash into Fengdu Wei's shoulder wound at the fastest speed!
Go? What a joke, isn't running the same as admitting defeat? This is the best chance to kill Fengdu Wei, he will definitely fight! It's a good time to test the effect of the self-destruct drone on large targets!
"And you exploded!" He pressed the button.

Then, there was a pause... and a rapid expansion of flames and light!

————Boom boom boom!!!
The horrific explosion occurred in a narrow passage.

The self-destructive drones in the Red Flame Land are used to deal with wild beasts and demons in the wilderness. They have an astonishing amount of ammunition. They were not supposed to be used in urban areas with suppressed signals, but the black market is isolated from signals, and the suppression array inside the black market was also destroyed in the previous battle between the black market and Fengduwei, so that this place has become a 'wilderness within the city'.

In the center of the suddenly lit red fire was a golden arc of electricity. The magnificent golden red flames swallowed and contracted, and the red sun thunder burned everything. Meanwhile, shrill screams and roars, mixed with the smell of burnt flesh and steel, spewed out along with large puffs of black smoke.

The wildly expanding hot wind almost blew An Jing away at the corner, but he forced himself to summon up a Taibai evil spirit to protect his body, endured the horrible high temperature and smoke, and looked towards the location of Fengdu Wei.

Then, he saw a steel figure standing in the scorching flames! Fengduwei's own 'Northern Yin Qi' expanded and gathered at the gap in the shoulder armor, forcibly creating a shield between the red flames and the yang thunder and the flesh, while the 'Eternal Life and Prosperity Qi' made the black spores continue to expand and form scabs, resisting the terrifying heat that penetrated his body and roasted him.

[You evil thief——]

He raised his head. Because all his strength was used to protect his wound, the outer layer of his ghost-faced helmet had melted. When Fengdu Wei saw An Jing, he let out a shrill roar and rushed towards him: [Die! ]

The high fever melted the stuck joint of his right knee, allowing Fengdu Wei to move forward. Although he was seriously injured at this moment, his ferocious and ferocious aura was still far greater than that of evil ghosts and beasts!

"You beast—"

But An Jing also revealed a crazy look. He gathered up the little Taibai evil spirit that was left and punched the wall heavily: "Die!"

With a crack, the pillars of the wall, which were already badly damaged due to the battle between the black market and Fengdu Guards and were on the verge of collapse due to the battle between Wu Xiu Anjing and Fengdu Guards, were destroyed. The ceiling collapsed and tilted, and huge rocks suddenly fell on the Fengdu Guards!

——He didn't just find a random place to place the martial arts cultivator! This is the 'battle site' that An Jing had chosen long ago!
Unable to dodge in time, Fengdu Wei let out a wild roar and used his last bit of strength to try to lunge forward - but this hurt him instead, as he lunged forward, the falling rocks and a large amount of rock debris and gravel just happened to press down on his lower body, making him unable to move.

If he was just crushed by the falling rock, no matter how injured Fengdu Kai was, he would be able to keep him alive. However, because Fengdu Wei instinctively wanted to survive, he exposed his upper body to the outside.

This was the cause of his death.

Because the wound on his shoulder was exposed.

An Jing picked up his sword case and Icefall rifle, holding a magic weapon in one hand.

Using ordinary gunpowder weapons against practitioners is simply a joke. Even if it is An Jing, who has quick-developed spiritual energy and is essentially just an apprentice cultivator in the spiritual realm, using spiritual energy, he can turn his flesh and blood into iron in a short period of time and resist bullets, let alone a high-level cultivator?

There are only magic weapons, only magic weapons!
boom! boom!
boom!boom!boom!boom!
Aiming at the flesh and blood on the shoulder of Fengdu Wei, whose spores were still wriggling and regenerating, An Jing aimed at the right angle and emptied the magazine in the direction of the opponent's heart and lungs.

The spiritual energy furnace that had been fully charged during An Jing's practice was outputting at maximum power, and the Icefall Rifle did not rely on the spiritual energy furnace but on special bullets. The two completely different magical weapons roared and output all their firepower.

boom! boom! boom!
An Jing's hands were steady and his shooting was accurate, as if it were all natural and instinctive.

What did he do in his previous life? How did he know both martial arts and shooting? How did his martial arts school teach people? Unlimited fighting? Did he also drive a truck?

All doubts rose and receded like a tide, leaving only a little peace. An Jing shot ruthlessly like a machine, with flames burning in his eyes.

Reloading, shooting, and killing the enemy in front of him, this kind of joy and determination is his tranquility.

The spores were shattered, blood and flesh splattered, and a strange smell of burnt stench mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees spread. More black roots poured out of Fengdu Wei's body, but were torn apart by bullets.

There is definitely something wrong with Fengdu Wei's body, and the technique of using vitality to control ghost energy must have a price, but these are not things An Jing can control.

He just had to shoot.

Until the spores stopped wriggling, until the black roots shook and fell, until the regenerated flesh and blood became dry...

Until the sword spirit spoke.

"he died."

With an encouraging tone, the sword spirit praised: "You won, An Jing. He is dead."

(End of this chapter)