Chapter 337: Life-saving magic weapon? Life-saving magic weapon!

"Gun?" Zou Peng was stunned at first, then laughed strangely. What he feared most now was that Su Xiaomei turned around and ran away. In that case, if he wanted to seize Su Xiaomei's seven orifices, it would take more time, which undoubtedly added greater danger. However, now, Su Xiaomei not only did not escape, but also acted as if she wanted to fight him, which was exactly what he wanted.

With a strange laugh, Zou Peng jumped up and threw his arms towards Su Xiaomei. At the same time, he said sarcastically: "Silly woman, don't you think that ordinary pistols can also pose a threat to me as a bone spirit? If you turn around and escape, I might still feel a little headache, but now, I'm going to settle your seven-orbital heart and soul!"

Su Xiaomei didn't talk nonsense to him, but just sneered and pulled the trigger. Without any sound, a spiritual bullet was released from the desert eagle and shot towards Zou Peng's fleshless face.

Just as Su Xiaomei pulled the trigger, Zou Peng felt strands of spiritual energy quickly condense into shape in the gun barrel. Before he could react to what was going on, he saw a spiritual energy bullet shoot out of the black hole muzzle, which made him scream: "Magic weapon?"

Seeing the spiritual bullets shot towards his face, Zou Peng, who was in mid-air, quickly twisted his spine, changed the direction of his forward rushing, and avoided the spiritual bullet. Although Zou Peng's self-confidence increased after becoming a bone spirit, he was not so arrogant that he thought that he could withstand the spiritual bullet with his face.

Although he avoided the spiritual bullet shot by Su Xiaomei, Zou Peng still felt very scared. If he had been slowing down just now and was shot by this spiritual bullet, he would be afraid that the facial bullet would break with his current demonic power and bone hardness.

Just when Zou Peng thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, the spiritual bullet that he avoided actually turned around and continued to shoot at his head.

"My mother, why does this damn spiritual bullet have the function of tracking?!" In addition to being shocked, Zou Peng quickly raised his hands and blocked the spiritual bullet.

'Bang'

A clear crack suddenly appeared on Zou Peng's hand bone. There was no doubt that if a few more spiritual bullets were applied, his hand bones would be completely broken.

Zou Peng, who was still in shock, couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Which magic weapon in this woman's hand was refined by a devilish ghost? It actually turned into a pistol... Isn't this a damn trick? Magic weapons should all be flying swords, flags, mirrors and other antiques? Why are there anyone who follows the trend to refine it into a gun? If I hadn't my reaction was pretty fast, wouldn't it be a pistol? Insidious! The person who refined this magic weapon was really insidious!"

The thriller is so terrifying that he curses him secretly, but Zou Peng does not intend to be given up. He has also strengthened his idea of ​​a quick battle and decisive decision, and wants to seize Su Xiaomei's seven orifices and exquisite heart and soul in the shortest time.

However, Su Xiaomei was not a fuel-efficient lamp. She pinched a magic trick with her left hand, and quickly opened fire at Zou Peng who was rushing towards her. One by one, the spiritual bullets were built into a spiritual net, covering Zou Peng.

One person and one bone spirit started fighting.

At the same time, the three-legged black roared under the night sky suddenly let out a sharp roar and flew rapidly towards the direction where Yongcheng University was.

The four fat monks were all stunned: "What's going on?"

"I've found Zou Peng, hurry up and follow the three-legged black and don't let him run away!" Zhang Wenzhong raised his eyebrows, and a ray of light shot out from his eyes. He jumped down from the roof of the teaching building that was 16 stories high. With the protection of the moonlight, he followed the three-legged black and rushed towards the direction of Yongcheng University at an jaw-dropping highway.

"What? I found Zou Peng? It's great! But you must not let him run away!" The fat monks and the other four were overjoyed and hurriedly followed Zhang Wenzhong tightly.

At this moment, Zou Peng had already circled around Su Xiaomei for more than ten times, and there were spiritual bullets following him in front of him and behind him. In this case, not to mention rushing to Su Xiaomei and seizing her seven orifices of exquisite heart and soul, even if he was a little slower in his agility and fast body movement, he would be hit by the spiritual bullets and would be bombarded into pieces by the spiritual bullets that rushed forward.

Zou Peng gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Damn it, this woman is so difficult. Judging from this situation, it is impossible to seize her seven-orbital heart and soul in a short time. However, if I continue to entangle with her, I will definitely attract the guy named Zhang Wenzhong. At that time, if I want to leave, I am afraid it will be too late! Forget it, let her go for the time being. After seven days, I will be promoted to the White Bone Spirit and then seize her seven-orbital heart and soul."

"Let's leave your life for the time being, and come and take it in a few days." Zou Peng roared sharply, turned around and ran away.

"Want to run away? Stay for me!" Su Xiaomei chased after her without thinking.

After a few steps, Zou Peng was forced to change the direction of his escape, because not far away from him, a fat monk holding a wooden stick and flashing with golden Buddha light appeared.

However, Zou Peng could only stop at his feet, because the other three directions were blocked by one man, two woman and three cultivators. Not only that, he also keenly discovered that the four people's standing seemed to imply a certain formation, and he himself was trapped in this formation. Not only did he feel that there were thousands of kilograms of power bound on his body, but he also felt that his soul flame was suppressed tightly, and he could be destroyed at any time.

Looking at the four fat monks, Zou Peng was shocked: "Damn it, who are these four guys? Although their cultivation is not as good as the guy named Zhang Wenzhong, I am not able to fight against me now. Damn, I was trapped in the formation by them. It is probably not easy to get out. Oh... Why did this guy named Zhang Wenzhong come too?"

At this time, Su Xiaomei also saw Zhang Wenzhong and ran to him quickly, pointing at Zou Peng who was surrounded by the four fat monks, and asked curiously: "Teacher, what is the origin of this skeleton rack? These four people are also cultivators, right?"

Zhang Wenzhong said: "Little sister, I will answer these questions later. This time, I really want to thank you. If you hadn't entangled him, I'm afraid he would have escaped before we arrived."

Su Xiaomei smiled and her expression was quite proud.

Zhang Wenzhong glanced at Zou Peng. This bone spirit had just taken shape and was very weak in demonic power. Otherwise, Su Xiaomei, who was in the middle stage of nourishing Qi, would not have been able to fight with him for so long. Faced with such a fairy, Zhang Wenzhong was too lazy to do it himself and let the fat monks and the other four go against him.

Sanchi raised the Qingfeng sword in his hand, pointed directly at Zou Peng, and said loudly: "Bone Spirit Zou Peng, you have done many evil things and harmed human life for no reason. Today, the four of us will do our best to do the way for heaven and eliminate you!"

In the cold wind, the blue Taoist robe on Sanchi's body floated with the wind, and in conjunction with his tone, he really had the style of a righteous master. He even calmed down the two rookies Zou Peng and Su Xiaomei, and he really thought he was a well-known master among cultivators. But unfortunately, Sanchi's style of a master only lasted for a second, because Gui Mei rolled her eyes and scolded him: "Are you annoying? Do you need to show off such poss before every fight and say such pretentious words? Haven't you ever heard such a saying: 'Don't show off, pretend to be struck by lightning'?"

The three cynical skills were instantly destroyed, and the master's style disappeared. He screamed strangely and cursed: "Ghost sister, will you die if you don't destroy the atmosphere? Ah, I understand, you must be jealous. In my every move, you have a kind of fairy spirit that makes people look up to!"

Guimei sneered and said, "Don't be ashamed, I will be jealous of you? Even if I am jealous of my sister, I will not be jealous of you!"

These two people were also seeing that Zou Peng was not powerful enough, so they relaxedly bickering here. If they met a strong enemy like Jiuying before, how could they have the intention to bicker?

"Okay, stop making trouble for you two, go together, except him!" The fat monk shouted muffled, planning to argue between Sanchi and Guimei, and spread the wooden stick in his hand and pounced on Zou Peng.

"We have to go side by side to deal with such a small bone spirit? Isn't this too embarrassing?" Sanchi muttered, but did not hesitate. Instead, he immediately carried the Qingfeng sword and rushed towards Zou Peng.

Yuwen Ke and Gui Mei also rushed towards Zou Peng from two other different directions.

Zou Peng, who was attacked from all sides, had no intention of panic and had calmed down. He only heard him sneering twice, then took out a white marble pendant from his arms.

At this moment, the man who taught him how to practice the bone spirit appeared again in Zou Peng's mind. When he handed the white marble pendant to him, he said to him: "Before you become a white marble pendant, once you encounter an unmatched opponent, crush this white marble pendant, and you will naturally be able to escape danger and kill the enemy and overcome the difficulties..."

"You guys, let me die!" Zou Peng crushed the white marble pendant vigorously.

A violent demon power surged out from the shattered white marble pendant. However, what Zou Peng never expected was that this violent demon power did not attack the four fat monks who rushed towards him, nor did it attack Zhang Wenzhong and Su Xiaomei who were standing in the distance, but instantly entangled on him.

Kakkakkakka...

A series of crisp sounds suddenly sounded, and cracks began to appear on Zou Peng's skeleton.

"How could it be targeted at me?" Zou Peng was shocked, but at this time, he had no way to save him.

In just a few seconds, Zou Peng's skeleton completely turned into powder, and blew in all directions with the bitter cold wind of late autumn.

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