The soldiers in the first and second rows immediately retreated after shooting.
The soldiers behind them moved forward to take up their positions.
The third row squatted down and fired, and the fourth row stood up and fired.
After one shot was fired, the two rows immediately retreated and gave way.
An Ming's disciples are not ordinary people, they are all spiritual cultivators.
When they rush to kill, they are also wearing spiritual armor and holding spiritual weapons.
However, under the attack of the fire gun, the spiritual armor on the people appears fragile.
The bullets hit him, fragments of the spiritual armor flew everywhere, and blood gurgled out along the bullet holes in the spiritual armor.
The rushing Anming disciples could not reach the front of the gendarmerie.
They were hit by fire cannons one after another while they were still a hundred meters away.
Many of them were hit by more than ten bullets. , until their lives are exhausted, they collapse.
Until they die, people's eyes are wide open.
More than a hundred Anming disciples undoubtedly survived and were all knocked down by the fire cannons.
The gendarmerie lost no time in cleaning the barrels and loading ammunition.
The artillery behind them continued to fire, bombarding An Ming's entrance from a distance.
Under the continuous attacks of artillery, some buildings in the hall began to be riddled with holes, overwhelmed and collapsed.
The gendarmerie's artillery attack seemed to be endless and continued without interruption.
Not long after, a group of dark disciples rushed out of the hall again.
This time, there were more people, and among them there were also spiritual martial arts masters from the spiritual god realm and the spiritual sky realm.
Seeing that the opponent was approaching fiercely, the military police's fire cannon attacks became faster and more fierce.
Each round of strikes increased from two rows to three rows.
The Anming disciples on the opposite side were still knocked down in rows, but Shangguan Xiu and Guang Li both saw the clues.
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In the charge of the Anming disciples, those with weak cultivation ran in front and those with high cultivation hid behind.
They used the disciples with weak cultivation as shields to cover the disciples with high cultivation in an attempt to rush to the gendarmerie camp.
After understanding the other party's intention, Shangguan Xiu shouted to the left and right: "Hunting flag, prepare for close combat."
"Understood."
Following Shangguan Xiu's order, Guang Li raised the Tianchu Tiger Soul Spear.
Duan Qiyue, Xiao Jue, Wu Yufei and other secret flag personnel also drew their sabers.
People's eyes fell on Shangguan Xiu, just waiting for him to say With the order, people rushed forward to fight.
The disciples of An Ming rushed to kill all the way, and were shot to the ground along the way.
They rushed one after another.
Seeing the enemy getting closer and closer to their own camp, Shangguan Xiu waved his sword forward and shouted: "Kill" "Kill!"
Guangliu, Duan Qiyue and others all shouted together, and like tigers out of their cages, they rushed towards the enemy coming from the opposite side.
Guangliu came up and cast the Ten Thousand Blades Ultimate, and the golden spiritual blades flying in the sky swept forward.
An earth spiritual cultivator on the opposite side responded with the Barrier Ultimate.
With the loud rumbling sound on the ground, a large wall of earth rose from the ground, blocking Guang Li's Ten Thousand Blades Ultimate.
However, the golden spiritual blade did not disappear.
Instead, it condensed in the air and turned into a handful of golden light.
The flashing giant knife fell from mid-air.
With this loud bang, the ground shook and the mountains shook, splitting the opponent's barrier in half.
The golden sword continued unabated and whizzed at the earth spiritual cultivator.
The latter hurriedly raised the spiritual weapon in his hand to parry.
In the harsh golden sound, the spiritual soldier in the opponent's hand was shattered.
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The spiritual cultivator seemed to have shot out a cannonball from the barrel, and his body flew out.
He was in the air, and the spiritual armor on his body was already in pieces.
Debris fell from the sky like snowflakes.
Guangliu was brave, and Shangguanxiu was also unambiguous.
He used the Wind Shadow Jue, and as he walked past, his spiritual sword cut off the heads of two spiritual cultivators.
A person nearby roared, and turned his spiritual sword towards his.
The top of his head was violently chopped off.
He drew the sword in front, but Shangguanxiu stepped to his side first, clasped the opponent's face with his palms, pushed the spiritual cultivator back five or six meters away, and pressed him hard to the ground.
The Soul Devouring Mind Technique sucked the opponent's spiritual energy, and the spiritual armor on the spiritual cultivator quickly disappeared.
When Shangguanxiu had sucked all the spiritual energy out of the opponent's body, he put more force on his palm and pressed it down suddenly.
With a pop, that The head of the spiritual cultivator was like a smashed watermelon, crushed into a patty by Shangguan Xiu's palm, and the blood and brains spattered far away.
"Ah" followed by several roars, several spiritual cultivators flew towards him.
Shangguan Xiu straightened his body and kicked a spiritual cultivator from the side.
Bang, the spiritual armor hit and fragments flew everywhere.
The spiritual cultivator screamed and flew backwards.
However, Shangguan Xiu was also jumped on by someone, and they both rolled to the ground.
Shangguan Xiu used his strength to mount on the opponent, clasping the opponent's head with one hand and pinching the opponent's neck with the other.
He pulled hard with both arms and heard a click.
The spiritual cultivator's head, which was still covered with spiritual armor, was struck by him.
He pulled it out forcefully, and blood spurted out.
When Shangguan Xiu went to the battlefield, he seemed to be a different person.
He was brave and cruel, bellicose and vicious, and his attacks would kill people.
He jumped up from the ground, waved his arm outward, and a silver thread shot out from the gap in the spiritual armor of his finger, wrapping around the neck of a spiritual cultivator.
He pushed back hard, and the spiritual cultivator flew towards him involuntarily.
Shangguan Xiu grabbed the man's breastplate, and after sucking the man's spiritual energy, his fingers kicked back and clicked, and the man's sternum was shattered in his palm. .
The body fell to the ground, and in his palm, he held a ball of bloody flesh and bones.
"Death to the wind thief!"
A spiritual cultivator in the spiritual realm roared and rushed in front of Shangguan Xiu.
He stabbed forward with his spiritual sword and hit Shangguan Xiu's neck.
The latter raised his arms and blocked outwards.
With a clang, the spirit sword was bounced away.
Shangguan Xiu took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, punching the opponent in the face.
The spiritual cultivator reacted quickly and sheathed his sword to block.
When Lang Shangguanxiu's fist hit the sword, a ball of sparks appeared.
Due to the force of the impact, the spiritual cultivator leaned back and took two steps back.
Without even standing still, he waved his other hand outward, and a ball of black dots shot out to Shangguan Xiu.
Shangguan Xiu, a spiritual cultivator of the spiritual tree type, reacted immediately and moved across to prevent the spiritual cultivator from getting close.
As he jumped to the side, the spiritual cultivator stamped on the ground with one foot, and three grass vines emerged from the ground.
The three grass vines twisted into a ball and turned into a rattan knife, which slashed Shangguan Xiu's back.
Shangguan Xiu didn't have time to think about it.
He was in the air, turned around, and raised his hands, but in front of him.
Dangdang's rattan knife made of grass and vines slashed three times in a row, and Shangguan Xiu's figure flew out horizontally while sticking to the ground.
Looking at the invisible shield on his arm, it seems to have been corroded by strong acid, and smoke is emitting repeatedly.
What the other party used was the wood spiritual martial skill, Poison Judgment.
Fortunately, Shangguan Xiu blocked these three swords with his invisible force.
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If they were struck directly on his spiritual armor, not to mention that his spiritual armor would be corroded by the poison, and even his skin, flesh and bones would be melted away.
Seeing that Shangguan Xiu was shaken far away, the spiritual cultivator gritted his teeth and was about to pursue him when he heard the sound of a firecracker strike from the gendarmerie camp.
The spiritual cultivator's chest, lower abdomen, thighs and arms were penetrated by projectiles in more than twenty places, and blood flowed out along the bullet holes in the spiritual armor.
His body swayed, and he knelt on one knee.
He used his spiritual sword to support his body from falling, roared to the sky, and stood up again.
But the second round of attacks from the Fire Gun arrived again.
The projectiles hit his body, blooming everywhere, and clouds of blood mist emerged.
The spiritual cultivator swayed and retreated continuously.
Looking at his body again, it was stained with blood and full of bullet holes.
He pointed angrily at the gendarmerie camp with his sword, and roared like a wild beast, with anger, unwillingness, and sadness.
Shangguan Xiutai can understand his state of mind at this time.
As a master of spiritual martial arts, he has practiced hard for most of his life.
He has also experienced the feeling of powerlessness when facing firearms.
It seems that he has spent his whole life doing nothing.
It's a meaningless thing.
After practicing Lingwu to such an extent, he still can't block a shot fired by an ordinary person with a firecracker.
Seeing the spiritual cultivator falling to the ground involuntarily, he got up from the ground unwillingly.
Unable to support himself, he threw himself down again, got up again, and walked up to him step by step, his tone low and low.
He said in a loud voice: "Transfer your cultivation to me.
There must be someone to prove that even if firearms are rampant, spiritual martial arts will not Decline."
As he spoke, Shangguanxiu held his shoulders and kept him from falling.
At the same time, the soul was sucking the other person's spiritual energy crazily, and the spiritual energy in the body of the spiritual cultivator was drained bit by bit. , his body riddled with holes finally could no longer hold up, his bright eyes slowly turned gray, and he breathed out his last breath.
Until his death, his body was still kneeling on the ground without falling down.
The firecracker attack was over, but the bombardment continued.
Shangguan Xiu looked around and saw that the ground was full of corpses.
Most of the Anming disciples had died under the attack of the fire cannons.
Shangguan Xiu couldn't tell what he was feeling at this situation.
Under the attack of the fire gun, it can be said that spiritual cultivators below the spiritual disillusionment realm are extremely fragile.
The spiritual armor on their body cannot block the attack of the fire gun.
When fire guns are fully popularized, who will practice Lingwu?
What’s even more terrifying is that even the spirit armor of the realm of spiritual disillusionment cannot withstand the attack of fireguns.
When fireguns are also popularized, where will Lingwu go?
Woolen cloth From a hostile standpoint, he certainly hoped that his side would win the battle, but from a fellow spiritual cultivator's standpoint, all he felt at this time was desolation.
Because of its occupation of Lingquan, Anming is a big gang with thousands of disciples.
However, in this short period of time, Anming lost nearly a thousand disciples, and the military police suffered casualties. , but it is terrifying zero.
More than 8,000 ordinary soldiers faced off against thousands of spiritual cultivators without any casualties.
The improvement of human combat power by firearms can only be described as terrifying.
Shangguan Xiu felt sad, which was of course justified.
After all the Anming disciples of the second batch were killed, no one rushed out from the entrance of the hall.
On the battlefield, the only sound left was the roaring artillery fire of the gendarmerie.
Although there were only ten artillery pieces, under the continuous attacks, An Ming's hall was blown beyond recognition
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