Slay the Gods: The spokesperson for Zhulong, starts with the God-killing Gun

When Shen Qingzhu heard what Zhang Yun said, she felt angry and shocked.

He strode over and kicked Li Jia hard in the ass, using his hands and feet to give him a "big cunt kick" that made Li Jia scream.

But he didn't dare make any sound and could only curl up there pitifully.

Li Jia knew in his heart that if Zhang Yun had not appeared in time, he would have been in real trouble and his life would have been in danger.

Therefore, he could only hold his head and pretend to be dead, not daring to make any more moves, for fear of causing more dissatisfaction to Shen Qingzhu.

Shen Qingzhu glanced at Li Jia and felt helpless.

He cursed:

"idiot!"

There was both blame and worry in his voice.

He knew that although Li Jia's behavior was reckless, it was also out of concern and anxiety for Yaya's parents.

The burly man smiled grimly at this moment, his eyes revealing a cruel excitement:

“Little cuties!

Time is not for you to reminisce about the past!

Look at your mature brains!

Take you!!!" His words were full of desire for killing and indifference to death.

As he spoke, the burly man swung his huge axe, his movements swift and fierce.

The axe drew a cold light in the air, with a sound of breaking through the air, and pointed directly at Shen Qingzhu and Li Jia.

The blow was packed with power, enough to easily split a man in half.

Shen Qingzhu reacted quickly. He immediately pulled Li Jia aside and drew his weapon, ready to fight.

There was determination and resoluteness in his eyes. He knew that facing such an enemy, any hesitation and fear could lead to fatal consequences.

The battle in the woods is about to break out, and the confrontation between Shen Qingzhu and the burly man is full of tension and danger.

Every time Shen Qingzhu swung his sword, it was full of strength and skill, while every time the burly man swung his axe, it was violent and cruel.

The fight between the two seemed particularly fierce in the night. The sound of metal clashing and shouts echoed in the woods, breaking the tranquility of the night.

Facing this enemy from Sichuan, Shen Qingzhu could only barely fight back. He put all his strength into every swing of his sword, but he was still at a disadvantage, and every defense seemed extremely difficult.

Zhang Yun stood aside, his eyes calm and sharp, observing the situation on the battlefield.

He knew that Shen Qingzhu had tried his best, but facing this powerful enemy, Shen Qingzhu's strength was still insufficient.

Zhang Yun shook his head at this time. His voice was calm but carried an unquestionable determination:

"Shen Qingzhu! I'm in a hurry! Leave this head to me!"

As he spoke, Zhang Yun took a step forward. His movements were swift and sudden, like a comet rushing towards him. His body left a blurry trail in the night.

The spear in his hand had huge inertia, and it emitted a terrifying sonic boom and piercing sound in the air, as if even the air was torn apart by this shot.

"Stab!!!"

The spear stabbed directly at the burly man with such speed and force that the surrounding air vibrated.

The burly man who had just made Shen Qingzhu run around in a hurry now felt a threat of death. His hair stood on end, his whole body trembled, and an instinctive fear surged in his heart.

The burly man quickly raised his giant axe to block. Although his movements were quick, there was still a hint of panic in them.

His giant axe flashed a cold light in the night, trying to block Zhang Yun's spear.

The sound of metal clashing rang out again, but this time, the burly man felt unprecedented pressure, and his arms trembled because of the huge force coming from the spear.

Zhang Yun's spear was like an angry black dragon, unstoppable, and every piercing carried deadly force.

Although the burly man's axe was strong, it seemed powerless in front of Zhang Yun's spear.

Every time he resisted, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness, and a hint of fear began to appear in his eyes.

Shen Qingzhu stood aside, with a hint of surprise and admiration in his eyes.

He knew that Zhang Yun was powerful, but witnessing Zhang Yun's battle with his own eyes still shocked him.

"Zhang Yun's power is too terrifying!!!" He marveled in his heart. Every attack of Zhang Yun was like thunder, making it difficult to resist.

Shen Qingzhu was also a well-known genius in battle. His eyes were sharp and he could clearly see every time this burly man from Sichuan resisted Zhang Yun's attack.

The huge axe in his hand was shaking violently, and it was even a little unstable, almost slipping out of the burly man's hand.

Every time the giant axe and the spear collided, the burly man felt a huge force transmitted along the axe handle to his arm, almost breaking his arm.

His knuckles were torn by the violent impact, and blood flowed, staining the axe handle red, but he still held the weapon tightly, refusing to give up.

However, even so, the burly man was still struggling as if on the verge of death.

Every time he resisted, it seemed extremely difficult; every time he dodged, he was filled with despair.

Even the slightest mistake in response would mean death.

Shen Qingzhu could feel the fear and despair of the burly man. He knew that even a strong man in Sichuan would feel powerless facing an opponent like Zhang Yun.

Zhang Yun's fighting skills and strength have reached an astonishing level. Every attack he makes is extremely precise, and every dodge he makes is done with ease.

Shen Qingzhu knew that he had to learn from Zhang Yun's battle and improve his own strength.

There was a determination glint in his eyes, he knew that only by becoming stronger could he survive the future battles and protect everything he cherished.

A smile appeared on Zhang Yun's face, and his eyes revealed a calmness and confidence.

"Are you still calling me cutie now?"

His voice was calm and low, like the murmur of death, making the air around him seem to freeze.

When the burly man heard Zhang Yun's words, a wave of fear surged in his heart.

His body trembled involuntarily as he realized that he was not facing an ordinary opponent, but a powerful enemy, one that he could not match.

Zhang Yun was all smiles, his attitude relaxed and sarcastic.

"Warm-up complete!

Look at you, that's all you can do! Just a Sichuanese place!

Let you take a few of my moves! I'm giving you a chance!

But you're useless! You can't even warm me up!

boring! "

His words were full of contempt and disdain, and he obviously did not take the burly man's strength seriously.

Listening to Zhang Yun's words, the burly man felt as if he had been given a death notice. He felt an extreme sense of death.

His body was overcome with fear, but he still tried to resist, unwilling to give up easily.

The spear in Zhang Yun's hand suddenly turned into a huge stick, and his movements were swift and decisive.

From above, like a mountain pressing down on top of one's head, it smashed towards the burly man with unparalleled strength and speed.

"collapse!!!"

A loud noise shook the woods. The burly man raised his giant axe to resist, but the axe was like a fragile toy in front of Zhang Yun's giant stick and shattered in an instant.