When they saw the other party ignite the trunk, An Mufeng and the third elder didn't feel anything, but Dongfang Shaobai and Dong Xuanzi, who were following the two, changed their faces.

They have seen such things before.

The last time in Butterfly Valley, when Huo Yuanzhen saved Dongfang Qing for the first time, he picked up a ignited tree trunk. The power of this huge weapon impressed them too deeply.

As long as you have the strength, if you use this kind of fire stick, it is basically impossible for humans to resist.

When they thought of Huo Yuanzhen waving the fire stick, both of them shivered. Dong Xuanzi hesitated and said to An Mufeng and the third elder: "Mr. An, the third elder, this kind of stick will burn and then turn on, it will be powerful. If it hits the position, it will be difficult to resist!"

Before An Mufeng could speak, the third elder sneered: "Just, this stick is certainly not small, but it is impossible to hit the position. Is our spear array a decoration?"

After saying that, he looked at the four people with a tree stump in front of him and pointed, "What do these people do? Do they think that a tree stump can resist our spear? Come on! Don't wait, they have entered the range, and now they will shoot them into a sieve!"

After the third elder finished speaking, he gave an order on his own, which seemed to him for granted.

Although An Mufeng felt something was wrong, there was no flaw at the moment. It was obviously a joke to say that a tree stump could resist the spear by putting on it. An Mufeng did not think that every Shaolin monk had the perverted body as his abbot.

Huo Yuanzhen and the others had already seen each other ready to start firing the gun, and the ten of them quickly divided into five groups.

In the four groups of eight disciples, Huo Yuanzhen stood in front of Sanger. Don’t care about too many people. Huo Yuanzhen is confident that he will not let the spear shoot on him.

As they walked forward, they walked within about thirty meters of the position.

Huitian and others held their breath and concentrated, the huge wooden sticks in their hands were burning, and the blazing firelight shone brightly in the passage.

Huidao and the four others were even more careful and slowly approached.

When he finally arrived within 30 meters, the third elder waved his hand. The disciples of the Dragon Sect who had already prepared were immediately fired their bows and shot arrows.

One person loaded a spear, two people pulled a huge bowstring, and the spear, with powerful inertia and shrill whistling, shot straight to the four living targets such as Huidao!

Without dodging, they would not dodge, nor could they dodge, so their spears almost all hit at the same time!

Some spears pierced the stumps they were lying on their bodies and came out of the other side. However, they were all guns that did not stab their bodies.

The spear that stabbed them all stopped!

With the buffering of the tree stump, although they were shot a lot, their bodies were in pain. However, they were not injured, but their faces were a little pale.

The only thing they did was that they underestimated the inertia of these spears and their bodies were a little tilted back.

Huitian and others behind immediately held a big stick with one hand and pressed one hand against their backs, making them unable to lean back.

At this moment, several people accelerated their pace and quickly approached the position of the Shenlong Sect.

After the first wave of spear rain, there were some pauses on the Dragon Sect.

No one expected that such a result would be. Although those people with tree stumps were shot into hedgehogs, they were obviously not seriously injured. Instead, they rushed over faster!

What's going on? These spears have been tested, and even a single punch-thick iron plate cannot resist. Are these people's bodies stronger than iron plates?

During the period of silence, these people had already rushed into a range of about twenty meters.

The third elder waved his hand again unwillingly: "Do it again! They are close to you and can be shot to death in an instant!"

After receiving the orders of the third elder, the disciples of the Shenlong Sect were rushing to load the spear again and prepare to fire again.

It was such a delay that caused the disciples of the Dragon Sect to lose the best time to retreat.

When a spear can exert its power, it is an unparalleled killing weapon. However, if it loses its due power, this kind of thing will be clumsy and even troublesome to operate.

The second wave of spear rain was even less powerful than the first wave. Some people were rushing and shot in a mess, and some people simply failed to complete the loading process that they were very familiar with.

The main reason is that the other party's fire stick that was about to wield really brought great psychological pressure to ordinary disciples of the Dragon Sect.

If the opponent cannot be shot to death, the big stick will be smashed down!

How can we achieve good results under this mentality?

So the second wave of spear shot out. An Mufeng knew it was not good. If this continues, the position will be over.

Although I don’t know how these monks can be invulnerable, it must be related to Yijie.

An Mufeng gritted his teeth: "Yijie! Let me see if these bald donkeys in Shaolin can withstand me!"

Although they were unwilling to work with the three elders, they were grasshoppers on the same rope at this time, so they must not let those monks lift the big fire sticks up.

"The spear is no longer available, the third elder! Let's go and kill those people. Dongfang Shaobai and you two attack from the side!"

An Mufeng greeted him, immediately flew up in the air, and rushed straight to the Huidao and the others.

He had just taken off the air, and the Shaolin ring was ejected in the air.

In a relatively narrow environment like the passage, An Mufeng's flying ability does not have much advantage. Yijie's light skills are also very good, and he has such a weird way of moving his body, which is more than enough to intercept him.

Huo Yuan was really focused on An Mufeng. When he saw the other party move, he came to intercept him.

The third elders over there also rushed over at the same time, and Sanger immediately flew out.

Sanger is also a master of the imperial realm, and flying is not a problem. Although his skills are a little inferior, it is still okay to get involved with the third elder for a while.

The two intercepted their opponents at the same time, and Huo Yuanzhen shouted at the eight disciples: "Do it! Smash it hard!"

The disciples could not wait long ago, they were already within ten meters of distance.

Within this range, four people who learned the Indestructible Vajra squatted in a row in front, while the four people behind began to wave big sticks from the room above their heads.

When the huge fire stick was smashed down with a raging fire, many disciples of the Dragon Sect were mentally broken!

God, this is not a fight. I am still young and don’t want to cremate!

The second shot wasted too much time for them to escape. When the fire stick was smashed down, most people did not have the chance to escape, and the tragic thing happened like this.

"Boom boom boom!"

It was as if the sky was falling and the earth was sinking, and the delicate crossbows and disciples of the Dragon Sect were like paper in front of these huge fire sticks.

Wherever the fire stick passes, everything is razed to the ground, and after the devastating impact, a fire light soars into the sky.

The fire sticks covered with oil were like a plague, sweeping over the position in a crushing manner. Even those fires could not be extinguished.

At first two people tried to resist. But soon they became the first to enjoy cremation treatment in ancient times.

Seeing their fate, the ordinary disciples of the Dragon Sect completely lost the intention to fight.

Whether it is the defense or the weapons built, they have become a mess. They have become dust on the earth. They do not want to become dust, and their loyalty to the Holy King cannot resist the fear of being burned to death. People began to flee desperately.

Under the protection of four junior brothers and sisters, Huitian and the other four screamed excitedly. It was not that they were too slaughtering, but that the feeling of waving a huge fire stick to hit people was too cool and too refreshing, making it difficult for them to control themselves.

If this weapon is convenient to carry, it is simply an invincible weapon. It will be smashed everywhere and burned all over. It is not something that can be resisted at all.

The position of the Shenlong Sect collapsed instantly, and An Mufeng saw it.

However, the monk Yijie in front of him did not get rid of it, and An Mufeng did not have the ability to help ordinary disciples of the Shenlong Sect.

It is not easy to get rid of a trash. This monk is not fighting hard with him today, just like a piece of dog skin plaster. If you try your best, he will retreat a little. When you want to retreat, he will fight to the death. He will never give you the opportunity to harass his disciples.

This is even more true for the third elders there. Sange does not have as many tricks as Huo Yuanzhen, but only the great seal of Tantric Buddhism, which kills his life. Although his skills are not as good as those of the third elders, he cannot escape for a while.

An Mufeng saw it and was anxious in his heart. He suddenly turned around and shouted at Dongfang Shaobai and Dong Xuanzi: "What are you doing? Go and stop those people!"

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. After seeing it, the two people were swaying there with a little weak feet.

An Mufeng looked at the ring fighting with him again. It turned out that he had taken a break from his busy schedule and opened his palms to the two of them. A golden word "forbidden" appeared.

I don’t have any feelings about this word, but Dongfang Shaobai and the others are not good at it. They seem to be drunk too much and cannot stand firmly.

"It's just two wastes!"

An Mufeng gritted his teeth and cursed, and turned around and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Monkey Yijie, I didn't expect you to break our position. It seems that I underestimated you. However, even if the position is broken by you today, you must not go further. Even if I try my best, I will keep you behind you!"

Huo Yuanzhen smiled: "If Mr. An has the ability to do it, come and try it."

An Mufeng no longer paid attention to the situation of the position, and a trace of black air began to spread out from outside his body.

"Is this another move? Black gas can make you stronger in a short period of time, but it's a difficult thing to kill the monk!"

An Mufeng did not answer, the black gas was emitting faster, but Huo Yuanzhen suddenly realized something was wrong.

There was a trace of blood in An Mufeng's black air!

A powerful force spread out from An Mufeng's body, and this force made Huo Yuanzhen feel palpitations.

"What is this... what kung fu?"
Chapter completed!