Feng Jun did not dare to look at Ye Qingyi for a second, and then exited WeChat. He barely escaped the palm of the innate master and exited the cultivation space without hesitation.
When he came to the real world, he lit the detonator. Seeing that it was about to burn out, he entered the space of cultivating immortals again.
He threw the explosive bag in his hand at the innate master in the air, and then entered WeChat.
Originally, he wanted to buy an explosion-proof shield or something and hide behind it, but after thinking about it again, two kilograms of TNT is really not that fun, so it is better to avoid this wave of explosions.
In the WeChat camera, Xiao Yezi is holding his chin in his hands, still in a daze.
After staying for another two seconds, Feng Jun exited WeChat again, and then appeared in the cultivation space. He felt the ground beneath his feet trembling, and the echo of an explosion rang in his ears.
He didn¡¯t care about looking at others, and stared at the innate master in the air, only to find that he was being thrown far away by the shock wave of the explosion.
In Mr. Luo¡¯s eyes, the other party just disappeared for a moment. When he reappeared, there was a strange thing in his hand and he was thrown towards him.
This was definitely not a good thing. He judged it in an instant, so his first reaction was: Do you want to run away?
However, although he wanted to escape, he had stayed in the world for too long after all. As an innate master, he was used to being the master of others. Even if he knew that the other party was not easy to mess with, he could not completely lose his reserve: others saw If I run for my life, where will my face be?
After only a moment of hesitation, the thing smashed over.
He just hit a palm with all his strength, and then just like Feng Jun thought, he was just surprised and didn't make any other preparations.
At this time, it was impossible for him to strike out with all his strength. In a hurry, he swept his palm towards the thing again, but the power was only half of the previous one.
Of course, even if it was a hasty attack, it was done by an innate master, and its power was not something that ordinary people could match.
At the same time, Mr. Luo moved slightly to the side. In order to maintain his image, he did not move too far away, but he gave way after all.
In fact, he had the idea of ????deceiving the opponent forward and catching him. It should be noted that the close combat ability of the immortal may not be as good as that of the innate master. In terms of pure martial arts, the opponent is only an intermediate martial artist.
However, he is still hesitating whether to take action or not. His action just now can be said to be innocent, but now he wants to take action forcefully, which is naked malice.
Anyway, this choice is relatively difficult. He plans to take a look at the other party's methods before making a calculation.
However, how could he have imagined that what the opponent threw was an explosive with huge lethality?
When the detonator detonated, he realized that something was wrong. He had seen the explosion with his own eyes. The noise seemed a little louder, but the power that's all.
This time, facing an innate master like himself, the opponent still used similar methods. Even if he thought about it with his buttocks, he knew that the power would definitely be much greater than the one just now.
However, it is really too late to react at this moment. The detonator detonates TNT as fast as it needs to be. Mr. Luo didn't even straighten out his thoughts just now. Only the word "broken" appeared in his mind. It was even bigger. The explosion occurred.
Even if he is an innate master, even if he has luck to protect himself, he can only kneel down in front of absolute power.
He was not lucky enough to be able to withstand the powerful shock wave. Moreover, he was in the air and had no place to draw strength from, so he was blown away directly.
He didn¡¯t even notice that Feng Jun disappeared for another second, barely escaping the explosion.
Mr. Luo's body was thrown backward. In fact, his body was also severely damaged. Although he had luck to protect himself, the shock wave of the TNT explosion could leave ordinary people's appearance intact, but the bones in his body would be shattered to pieces.
He knew very well that with just this blow, he would have to go into seclusion to recuperate when he returned. He would not be able to recover without three to five years - immortals are indeed immortals, and not just anyone can make up his mind.
This is such a painful realization~
Then, his body fell heavily to the ground. After hitting the ground for a while, he bounced up and fell into the distance. He bounced like this three times before he slowed down, rolled twice more, and finally stopped.
Mr. Luo wanted to get up and run away, but his whole body was so weak that he couldn't stand up straight.
He raised his head with difficulty, only to realize that not far away from him were the villagers of Zhaojiabao. Many people were also shaken by the explosion.?, two junior martial arts masters, one was injured, one was Zhao Erye from Zhaojiabao, and the other intermediate martial arts master had been blown away by his grenade. Even if he was not dead, he only had half a life left. .
Only this high-level martial artist, although he was shot in the thigh, still seemed to have a certain degree of combat effectiveness.
His idea was not wrong, but he never dreamed that before he jumped out less than a hundred meters, the high-level martial artist directly threw away the weapon in his hand, raised his hands high, and shouted, "Sir, spare my life. I surrender!"
Hearing this, Feng Jun was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head to look at Lang Zhen in astonishment, with confusion in his eyes - Damn, can you still surrender? Where is the dignity of martial arts promised?
Lang Zhen also knew that his boss was a little ignorant of the world, so he coughed lightly and said, "He hasn't kneeled on the ground yet. You can kill him"
This sounds like it meansif you kneel down and surrender, you can't be killed?
What kind of logic is this? Feng Jun felt a little confused, but this did not prevent him from raising the thorn in his hand again.
"I surrender!" The senior martial artist screamed desperately and knelt down on one knee.
(The third update is here, the monthly ticket increase is really slow, so I call you loudly.)
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