Wu Siliu

You won't understand it before you want to understand it.
After living with the old cripple for eighteen years, Shu Guan discovered that cultivation was actually a simple matter.
On the azure sea, a massive fleet of steel ships sailed against the wind and waves. Beneath the deep sea, a giant dragon opened its golden eyes and coldly looked up. 
Fighter jets roared, cutting through the clouds. Ahead, a large wing descended from the clouds, and a crane cried out in the vast sky. 
On the battlefield, artillery fire filled the sky, bullets flew, and amidst it all, sword energy could be faintly heard. 
This is a world where technology has risen, yet myths have not dissipated. 
The path to immortality has been severed, leaving only a solitary figure walking alone.

I Came From The Xanadu

Sang Liren withdrew his gaze, fully focused on continuing to fight his two opponents, and prepared for the counterattack under Qiuyang's support at any time.


Sang Liren didn't have to wait too long.


After pausing for dozens of seconds, the gunfire rang out again.


First there were four shots, "Bang", "Bang", "Bang", "Bang".


It was the rhythm of Qiuyang's gunshot that Sang Liren was familiar with.


Unfortunately, it seemed like he didn't hit any shot.


The two disciples of Gu Sha Sect on both sides were still attacking him continuously.


Then there were six consecutive gunshots.


But there was almost no gap between these six gunshots.


Just when Sang Liren had this thought, the disciple of Gu Sha Sect, who was on his left and stronger, with perfect Circulation Transporting Skill, suddenly faltered.


Chapter 65: Our Trap (Major Chapter)_2