But he barely blocked six of the guns.

"Bang"

The seventh gun smashed the qi, like a heavy object hitting an eggshell.

The eighth gun drove straight in. As Qiu Buping calmly watched, the spear smoothly penetrated the Demon Lord's left shoulder. The gun rod shook, and the true energy poured in, pulling up a bloody wound.

"puff"

Ai Dacha was hit by the last shot and flew backwards, leaping out three feet, his steps were a little chaotic, but he could barely stop.

When Qiu Buping chased after him with a gun, he saw the Qingyang Demon Lord turn around and shake, and the Tianlang stick in his hand was strung with iron wire, and it turned into a black battle bow between bends.

And Ai Dacha also had a blue wolf-toothed arrow in his hand.

The sky wolf chases his life!

"Swoosh"

The death-chasing arrow roared out, Qiu Buping took a step back, plucked the silver spear in his hand, bringing up the afterimage, condensed the true energy and shook it out, pushing the death-chasing arrow away from a distance of ten feet.

The death-chasing arrow that was driven out drew a trajectory in the air and then turned around and stabbed it, which was a little faster.

Gongshu's skillful hands! Take control of everything!

Ai Dacha's hand wielding was like manipulating a puppet. His will seemed to be parasitized on the death-chasing arrow, allowing the flying green light to siege around Qiu Buping.

But every time I get close, I will be knocked back by uneven guns ten feet away.

The Hundred Birds's Pearl is a weapon, and Qiu Buping holds a gun in one hand, so the life-chasing arrow cannot get close to him.

A trace of anxiety flashed in Ai Dacha's eyes.

He knew very well that he had a brutal martial arts and internal skills.

If this death-chasing arrow cannot explode within five feet of him, even if the bull-haired needles are powerful, most of them will be blocked by Qiu Buping with his combat aura and body skills.

Five feet!

This is the minimum lethal distance when Zhui Sheng faces the experts on the Tianlist.

Of course, if it is used to deal with people on the ground, it will explode at random for thirty or forty feet, which will be enough to make the opponent suffer the pain of thousands of arrows piercing his heart.

But then again, if you deal with the people on the list, you still have to chase your life...

Then Ai Dacha was embarrassed and lost.

"Brother Ai, your hidden weapon is good."

Qiu Buping shot his life with one shot. He held a silver spear in his hand and rushed into the seven feet of Ai Dacha's body like lightning.

The soul-chasing shot was directed at the head of the Demon Lord.

"clang"

The silver spear collided with the black stick, barely pushed the gun blade away, rubbed Ai Dacha's cheek and stabbed it, pulling a deep bone-visible wound on his face.

At this moment, the spear swung obliquely, hitting the Demon Lord's neck like a war hammer, knocking him to the ground.

Qiu Buping looked at the arrows behind him, and the distance between the two was less than one foot.

Unless Ai Dachai is thinking of dying together, no matter how crazy the Demon Lord is, he will not detonate his life from this distance.

It seems that the winner has been decided.

"Brother Qiu is a good method, we are very convinced!"

Ai Dacha lay on the ground and grinned.

But his finger suddenly waved outwards, and the death-chasing arrow that was coming from Qiu Buping suddenly turned around and flew towards Shen Qiu and others who had already run dozens of feet away.

"I just don't know, can Brother Qiu save them?"

Ai Dacha's voice was still echoing in the wind, and there was no sign of hatred in front of him. The gun was like a galloping horse, as fast as lightning, and he chased the death-chasing arrow.

He knew what Ai Dacha was going to do!

This mess!

"Hahaha, Brother Qiu! I still won this game!"

Ai Dachai wiped the blood from his mouth, staring at the distance between the death-chasing arrow and Qiu Buping, and the moment when the arrow shaft was cut off by a hundred birds' phoenix gun.

The only arrow left to chase the death was three points faster and fell into revenge.

And behind Qiu Buping, Chen Qiu and others were still running wildly.

"Bang"

Ai Dacha snapped his fingers maliciously on his face.

"Bang"

The death-chasing shell opened, revealing thousands of small arrows of cow hair, which shone under the moonlight and exploded within four feet of Qiu Buping.

Amid the sharp and sharp sound of soul-chasing efforts, the dragon and tiger fighting spirit surged out from the uneven gun's body, and the hundreds of birds flew into his hands.

Just like a propeller, it was supported by an uneven gun.

"Little Iron!"

Chen Qiu dropped the mountain ghost and raised the wide shaking light to block it. He shouted, and Xiao Tie also raised the door panel heavy sword to protect everyone. Hua Qing dragged the monk around and rolled around, and the two of them lay tightly on the ground.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang"

The sound of rain hitting banana leaves sounded in the night. The shaking knife was naturally not afraid of the puncture of small needles, and most of the fine needles were pushed away by Qiu Buping using gun defense.

At this time, Xiao Tie's heavy sword seemed to have hair, and nearly a hundred small needles pierced into the iron.

It looks numb to the scalp.

"Father!"

Xiao Tie shouted, his voice full of sadness.

In front of everyone, Qiu Buping stood with a gun, and blood oozed out of his shoulders, waist, abdomen, and legs. The distance was too close and there were too many hidden weapons.

In the end, I couldn't block it all, and there were still small needles of cow hair entering the body.

Moreover, the injury was too urgent, which made Qiu Buping's reaction slower.

In front of him, in the wilderness where he was chased, Ai Dacha smiled wildly and held the Tianlang stick with both hands, and was hitting Qiu Buping's head.

His eyes were full of madness and the light of victory.

"Don't think about it!"

With a loud shout, the figure rushed up from behind Qiu Buping. After nine-minute sacrificed himself, the fierce sword aura surged into the sky and slashed towards Ai Dacha's face.

"clang"

When the two edges were in contact, Chen Qiu's mouth sprayed blood, took a few steps back, and half-kneeled on the ground.

However, there was a black shadow flying out, and the deathly shadow pierced straight towards him. Under the mask, the mountain ghost's eyes were filled with cold light.

"useless!"

The Demon King turned sideways and lets the sword pull out scars in his chest. He kicks the mountain ghost in the abdomen. Fu Er lifts the Tianlang and then hits Qiu Buping again.

but...

Opportunities are fleeting.

The victory or defeat reversal is at this moment.

"Swoosh"

The light like a meteor in the bright moon illuminated the eyes of everyone present, and Qiu Buping's hat on his head was swept away by the agitated dragon and tiger fighting spirit.

His scribe's bun was scattered, and his long white hair was flying in the wind.

He stood proudly, holding a gun in one hand, and still had dazzling blood on his body.

But this shot...

Too fast, too ruthless, too fatal.

In the sound of birds screaming and phoenixes singing, a flash of lightning flashed past everyone's eyes.

The gun blade pierced Ai Dacha's shoulder.

The Demon Lord widened his eyes, and the Sky Wolf in his hand was stained with blood.

This shot could have pierced Ai Dacha’s head, but Qiu Buping did not. He would never miss the target if he used guns.

He just wanted to stab Ai Dachai's shoulder.

And Ai Dachai also seemed to know what Qiu Buping was going to do.

"No, don't!!!"

The Demon Lord's shrill begging for mercy sounded in the night.

Qiu Buping's wrist trembled slightly.
To be continued...