My Master is Lin Zhengying

Duan Jiepeng was drunk, and saw Uncle Jiu and others coming to kill him.

Immediately order:

"Shoot, shoot..."

After the corpse soldiers heard this, they all started the plane with a "bang bang bang".

All of a sudden, a rain of attacks hit.

Uncle Jiu stood in front of the crowd and only let out a cold snort.

"Edict!"

Suddenly, purple air billowed.

In front of Uncle Jiu, a purple light curtain formed.

This is Jiushu's stellar energy defense.

Those bullets kept hitting Gang Qi.

Make a "dang dang" sound.

The last one after another fell to the ground, densely packed.

Uncle Jiu, Nan Chen and others hid behind the stellar energy and were not affected at all.

Duan Jiepeng was dumbfounded.

This Nima!

Not afraid of bullets?

"Fire, bomb them, bomb them!"

Duan Jiepeng continued to shout.

He was also in a hurry, and he didn't feel drunk at all.

At the same time, the corpse soldier stepped aside.

Five earth cannons suddenly ignited and fired in Uncle Jiu's direction.

"Boom boom boom..." Five sounds, five bombs struck.

Uncle Jiu, who was the leader, remained unmoved.

A cultivator of this realm is not afraid of such an attack at all.

Such weapons are also difficult to harm them.

Uncle Jiu held a long sword in his hand and swept across with it.

A purple sword energy surged.

Five cannons and bombs exploded in mid-air instantly.

"Rumble..."

The sound was huge, and the broken shrapnel flew around.

As a result, hundreds of corpse soldiers guarding Duan Jiepeng were shot.

Some of the bodies were shot okay, at most there was a hole.

But some of those who were shot in the head were headshot directly and died on the spot.

Seeing this, Duan Jiepeng almost cried from fright.

Is this, is this a human being, or a god?

Although he knows that cultivators are very powerful.

But none of the cultivators he had seen before was as perverted as Uncle Jiu, so unbelievable.

He is not even afraid of shells, and he can completely defend against bullets like raindrops.

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Except for Duan Jiepeng, the rest of the people present were also terrified.

Those adjutants hurriedly said:

"Master, run away! This man is too powerful!"

"Marshal, this cultivator is too strong, if he doesn't escape, he will die..."

"..."

The adjutants kept talking.

The rest of the soldiers also showed signs of panic.

Duan Jiepeng swallowed.

"Escape, escape..."

He stammered, turned and ran away.