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Chapter 747 Guerrilla War (1)

Even if Wang Sheng ran away, he would not forget to be prepared. At the end of a series of explosions just now, Wang Sheng had already discovered the arrival of the enemy, so how could he have no protective measures?

It is also black gunpowder, arranged in a corner that no one will notice. It is a section of the road that Wang Sheng had just passed. There has been a gunpowder explosion in Linglong Pavilion, and the smell of gunpowder is everywhere. Even if it is Wang Sheng's nose, in this environment, it is unlikely that a pile of black gunpowder is being placed secretly here.

But this position happens to be where four or five Linglong Pavilion masters are standing at the moment. There is also a secret time-delay detonation device in Wang Sheng's explosive bag, which is a very simple method, but it can detonate the black gunpowder without Wang Sheng igniting it on the spot.

This explosion was not the explosion of Linglong Pavilion's gunpowder, but the explosion of real military-based black gunpowder. The equivalent of the explosion was about fifty kilograms. Of course, there are sharp fragments and things that increase lethality in Wang Sheng's explosives, which Wang Sheng will never forget.

The explosion was too loud and the screams were too small, so that except for Wang Sheng and the few people who were slightly closer, no one could hear four or five screams coming from there. The masters at the peak of the Ninth Level could not stop such a close explosion and thousands of sharp fragments sputtered at high speed.

Everyone was covered with hundreds of fragments, and their bodies were covered with blood. The violent explosion sounded strongly shocked the semicircular tubes in their ears from close range. The person was not dead, but he could not stand up in a short time. The protective suit on his body blocked most of the fragments, but he could not hold back too many fragments. The protective formation disappeared instantly under the influence of Wang Sheng's Seven-character Skill. It was impossible to stop the material alone.

But this time, three masters of the legendary realm and two peaks of the Ninth level lost their combat power due to excessive blood loss and shock injury.

But that's not all. After Lin Lingge fired a heavy arrow, Wang Sheng ignored the soreness of his shoulders, and quickly retreated, and a heavy sniper crossbow appeared in his hand.

Bang, a familiar recoil feeling came from Wang Sheng's hand. He shot at Master Qian. His previous friendship was the previous friendship, but during the battle, Wang Sheng would never be affected by those things, at least not by Master Qian's friendship. If it were Song Yan, he might have, but Master Qian, Wang Sheng would never be ruthless at all.

Master Qian was also shocked to find that the protective formation he had just supported had disappeared without a trace.

Both of them are extremely sensitive to danger. Master Qian's figure flashed in an instant. The masters of Linglong Pavilion are absolutely loyal. At least the batch brought by Master Qian this time is one of them, and one of them has already rushed to Master Qian. At this moment, he blocked between Wang Sheng and Master Qian without hesitation, and the weapons in his hand are also instinctively swinged out to block.

Boom, with an explosion, a big hole appeared in the chest of the master who rushed out, and fell softly. The formation on his protective suit was also useless and was directly shot through and detonated by a heavy sniper crossbow. The heavy arrow shot through his chest and exploded his heart. The remaining momentum continued to fly towards Master Qian behind him.

Master Qian was lucky and had a loyal subordinate who detonated the heavy arrow in advance. But he still couldn't avoid the heavy arrows that shot through his subordinates. Even though he could dodge fast enough, not everyone had enough speed to avoid in front of heavy arrows with several times the speed of sound. Wang Sheng did not dodge, and the same was true for Master Qian.

What's different from Wang Sheng was that the heavy arrow failed to shoot into Wang Sheng's body, but it easily penetrated Master Qian's protective suit and nailed it to his arm with an arrow, which was one inch of flesh.

Even the heavy arrow shot from the heavy sniper crossbow, after shooting through the material of the third layer of advanced protective clothing and the body of a peak master of the Nine-level realm, was left with only the last little power.

It was either a vital point or a large blood vessel, but a simple skin injury. Master Qian only felt that his arm was tightened, and then a severe pain came, but the pain was completely tolerated.

However, the physical pain was tolerated, but the mental pain was indescribable. The master who stood in front of him had followed him for decades and was as close as a brother, but was shot to death by Wang Sheng with an arrow.

That's not all. With just a few efforts, Wang Sheng's figure had already rushed to the five masters injured by the bomb. At this moment, they were completely unprepared for Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng did not hesitate to kill their lives with five swords.

The same is true. It is better to cut one finger than to hurt ten fingers. After the five injured masters recover, the skin injuries will not have much impact on them. Wang Sheng will never give them this recovery time.

In a blink of an eye, seven masters of Linglong Pavilion, the master of Linglong Pavilion were injured, but Wang Sheng was just hit hard by a heavy arrow, and Lin Ling on his back didn't even wake up. Why didn't Master Qian feel heartbroken?

Wang Sheng doesn't care about so many enemies. If one enemy can kill, there will be one less. Where can there be so many sadness on the battlefield? Although the sacrifice of comrades in the army is sad, they can only suppress their sadness first, calmly or angryly kill the enemy. Wang Sheng is an ace sniper. Usually in this situation, he will calmly kill the enemy first.

Ah Qi no longer cared about it. Her cultivation level was not even a burden in this level of battle, and she could only seek more blessings. What Wang Sheng could do was to hope that she would be lucky and able to escape this disaster.

Bang, there are more than fifty enemies, even if there are seven, there are more than forty. Wang Sheng just killed people here, and he was delayed for more than a second, and then he had to face the reality of being besieged by six people. Although Wang Sheng was strong in combat and rushed to resist the counterattack, he still couldn't defend all the opponent's attacks and was punched in the chest.

The spiritual energy like a tide poured in like a tide, and the powerful force directly beat Wang Sheng up. In the air, Wang Sheng shouted the seven-character proof of the word "Lin" and shocked several masters, and he was able to gain time to resolve this power.

Five hundred and twelve acupoints opened in an instant, absorbing these spiritual energy. Even so, Wang Sheng's chest also felt a sharp pain. The master who pushed heavy hammers to cast coins every day was indeed extraordinary. The force of a punch was even more fierce than that of the legendary masters of the Song family that Wang Sheng had seen in the Song family.

However, the other party was not well. The tiger-toothed saber hooked the wrist of the fist before Wang Sheng flew up, and cut off at least half of the other party's wrist with one knife, and blood was flowing.

To deal with group fights, you must never put yourself in a siege. The moment Wang Sheng landed, he was wearing the seven-character technique with the word "六" that made his opponent in a trance, and Wang Sheng turned around and ran away.
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