But this is already the only weapon that Fang Zhi can come up with in a hurry and rely on instinct.

A banging sound.

Very subtle.

The blood exploded.

"Boss!"

The six people shouted in unison, extremely sad.

Fang Zhi's body suddenly dispersed into bloody fragments in the shadow of the gun, and he had no time to leave a last word.

But he blocked all attacks.

Because, at the moment he sacrificed his life, a sword light fell from the sky.

The sword shines brighter than lightning.

Intercepted the opponent's gun.

It was also intercepted on Fang Zhi's chest.

The light of the sword and the tip of the spear collided in Fang Zhi's chest, but this was the Bone-Smashing Dream Spear after all. Even this knife could only intercept the opponent's subsequent offensive, but it could not save Fang Zhi.

The shining light of the sword makes people suddenly feel a strange feeling in their hearts, as if this sword has cut off all the bonds in the world.

My heart felt empty from now on.

The swords and guns intersected, erupting into a ball of unprecedented energy light, which only reflected the bright blue eyes of the people!

And the light lasts forever!

Only then did he realize that his whole body turned into bloody fragments and flew away, seeming to cover the light with a layer of bright red circles.

This is not the light that can be emitted by the intersection of swords and guns.

Both the knife holder and the gun holder had surprise in their eyes.

…

The boss's life only resisted the opponent for less than one second.

But this little time is enough.

A thin figure, dressed in white as snow, spotless in the pouring rain, fell into the ruined temple.

The back view seems a bit lonely.

Holding a long sword in his hand, the sword shines like snow.

"Duan Xiyang, your opponent is me!"

Weapon catalog in the cloud, love-cutting knife outside the dream.

Another legend has arrived.

Two people confront each other. Behind one is darkness, while behind the other the world is still the same, like light and darkness, existing at the same time, clearly divided and equally divided.

This feeling makes people feel extremely weird.

But it was too late for the six people to be shocked.

Their hearts had already been filled with grief, and in their eyes with piercing eyes, they could only see the body of the boss that was torn apart in the shadow of the opponent's gun.

"Boss..."

The six people only felt that their hearts were shattering into pieces.

He raised his eyes and looked at the gunman with red eyes.

Bone-shattering dream gun, Duan Xiyang!

They want to remember this person's face firmly in their hearts.

In the space where swords and guns intersect, that ball of light still exists, and at this moment, the light suddenly shines brightly.

Both swordsmen and gunmen looked shocked at the same time.

Back up at the same time.

Then, the ball of light suddenly shot up into the sky, broke through the rain curtain, broke through the void, and disappeared in an instant.

A bolt of lightning split the sky.

There was a thunderous sound, and the mountains and rivers trembled.

"Vision?! Soul-stealing?!"

The Dream-Smashing Gun and the Love-Severing Knife were shocked at the same time, and then they made the same move.

Spiritual consciousness sweep.

However, no broken soul power was sensed.

It seems that no one has died here.

There was only a slight trace on the tip of the Dream Broken Spear, which was quickly dissipating at this moment.

The two of them stretched out their hands at the same time, pointing their fingers at the tip of the gun.

If you feel it for a moment, it will dissipate.

The Love-cutting Sword frowned: "Did you cut off his true self?"

Dream Broken Gun frowned: "It wasn't completely chopped off, less than 30%."

The expressions of both of them changed at the same time.

"Who is this person?"

Almost at the same time, the two asked the six people.

Immediately, the Love-Destroying Sword turned around without hesitation and slashed thousands of knives towards the Dream-Smashing Spear like a violent storm.

The sword light condensed into an overwhelming light curtain.

"Walk!"

But he himself spun around, and the whirlwind suddenly picked up the bodies of six people. With a whoosh, it turned into a rapid stream of light in the air.

Instantly disappeared into the sky.

A loud sound.

The Bone Gun Duan Xiyang rode the boundless darkness and rushed up to the white clouds, looking at the light in the distance that he could not catch up with, his eyes flickered.

…

"check!"

"He's definitely not dead!"

…………

For a long time after that, both sides across the continent began various secret investigations.

Soul vision!

One side regards Fang Zhi as the future hope of the chosen one, while the other side regards Fang Zhi as a thorn in the flesh and a future enemy.

Years of searching, to no avail.

But there are always people working hard.

It wasn't until a hundred years later that they finally gave up. At least on the surface, there would be no further requirements every year.

I don't know if anyone is still investigating secretly.

But Fang Zhi's six brothers have never forgotten it and have been searching for it secretly.

They never gave up, year after year, they kept searching, in their own way.

They firmly believe that the boss is still alive!

Time flies.

One hundred years, two hundred years, five hundred years have passed...

After all, it was not found.

…

My hand has recovered, I haven't been stabbed, the curse of one book and one stab has been broken, and my condition is full.
Chapter completed!