It was actually already early morning and the sky was bright, but because of the thick clouds, the sun could not be seen yet.
I don’t know if it’s because the Violet State has intensified its efforts to burn many things in the battle during this period. After the thick smoke rose into the sky, the clouds in the sky in the early morning were all white with gray in them.
The wind also carried the smell of burnt ash intermittently.
Di Shaolong sniffed the air and looked a little bored, and said: "I know you, Magic Bullet Shooter, before you came to Violet, you were already at the top of the world's mercenary rankings.
Even before you acquire the extraordinary skill of controlling magic bullets, as a sniper without any training, your reputation is already very famous, and you have the value of being listed as a separate file in some international organizations. "
The magic bullet shooter moved his neck, moved his cervical vertebrae, and said, "What do you want to say?"
"Your most recent shooting record was to intercept five high-speed drones with a maximum speed exceeding Mach 4 in the Atlantic Ocean with a magic bullet that can change directions freely."
Di Shaolong continued unhurriedly, "This is not only because of your superb skills in making and manipulating magic bullets, but also because of your innate destiny talent, the killing of heaven and earth, the secret of the gun god, right? "
The muzzle of the magic bullet shooter was lowered a little, and it was changed from aiming at Di Shaolong's forehead to aiming at his mouth.
The power of destiny is all kinds of strange.
For example, Lu Chunhua's original Nine Emperors of the Big Dipper destiny was too precious and conflicted with the order of reality. On the contrary, it would harm herself, making her relatives and disciples unable to bear it, and they had to live far away from each other to reduce their contact with her. connect.
The fate of the magic bullet shooter is not as noble as the Beidou Nine Emperors in the overall situation. It will not force people to follow the path of the emperor's struggle for hegemony, but can be freely used in any era.
As the saying goes, "One kill in heaven and earth, the secret of the gun god", people with this fate will show their throwing talents that can be called superpowers from an early age.
He can shoot 100% of the time with his eyes closed, and he never misses when he throws paper cans into the trash can. However, as he grows older, the bad side of his fate begins to show.
The basketball will definitely hit someone on the head before it hits the ground, and the waste paper will just hit the unextinguished cigarette butt in the trash can and cause a fire.
In the end, it may even develop to the point where even blowing on dandelions will cause dandelion seeds to fly into the nasal cavity of a super allergic patient, causing shock or even death.
If a person has grown up in a social environment with a well-ordered moral order, he may gradually collapse due to frequent accidents around him.
However, the magic bullet shooter who was born in a war-torn area began throwing sharpened steel bars for the purpose of killing people at the age of eight. He was proficient in a variety of crudely assembled firearms at the age of ten. After hand-polishing the thicker bullets, he stuffed them into a smaller size. In the barrel of the gun, the hit rate can still be guaranteed to be 100%.
Before he knew what "fate" was, he was already self-taught and understood how to feed the invisible monster in his body that was always trying to cause harm - as long as he hunted more and more Valuable goals, that would be great.
His destiny was fulfilled, and he gained ever-increasing fame and income, and it was a pleasure to work with him.
But when this innate secret is exposed by others, it feels a little bad.
The magic bullet shooter sighed: "I didn't expect that the person who found my hiding place would be a person as verbose as an old nun in a welfare home."
"This is a warning and sincerity. You have been operating in war-torn areas before you came to Violet. The people you killed were not only local thugs but also warlord leaders, so I have no obligation to arrest you."
Di Shaolong advised, "If you give up the power to continue fighting for the violet fruit, lower your gun, and be quiet, we can avoid an unnecessary battle."
The magic bullet shooter said with a smile: "Then you must first prove that you are qualified to fight with me."
Just as he was about to pull the trigger, he felt pain in his right shoulder and stopped immediately.
Half a second later, the magic bullet shooter was still staring ahead, and he pulled out the knife stuck on his shoulder with his left hand without changing his expression.
It was a small knife, about twenty centimeters long, and the blade was very thin. It could only be used to peel apples and pears.
The magic bullet broke the blade with a little force from the tip of his finger. It was indeed just an ordinary piece of iron.
But such a knife was shot at him at such a speed that even the magic bullet shooter could not see it clearly. It did not heat up or melt due to the high-speed friction with the air. It was obvious that the person who used the knife used some kind of magic bullet. Wonderful power.
Di Shaolong said: "Can this be proved?"
The magic bullet shooter said: "Why don't you just shoot me in the eyes, throat, and heart?"
Di Shaolong said: "I don't like killing people."
"It's because 'if you don't teach, you will punish those who abuse them.' Therefore, most of the time, the first blow of a benevolent person will only cause warning damage to people. Because of this, your first blow is the most difficult to guard against. Yes, right?"
The Magic Bullet Shooter also quoted an old saying when he spoke, and threw away the two pieces of the broken knife in his hand, "I know who you are, that Donghua whose surname is Di, but insists on saying that his knife is Xiao Li Fei Dao." The top scorer in Xiangjiang Province.”
He laughed and said, "The sentence just now was your voice signature on the mercenary website before. I learned it fairly well, right?"
Di Shaolong shook his head: "That sentence is inappropriate now, but it seems that you are not ready to give up."
There was only a little blood seeping out of the wound on the magic bullet shooter's right shoulder, and the gun held in his right hand seemed to have no effect: "The game has always only had two endings: victory to win the prize or death to exit."
"Besides, I've wanted to know for a long time. You guys who are obsessed with cold weapons have no fashion value at all. Compared with people like me who are at the forefront of the trend, who is more powerful?"
Before he finished speaking, the magic bullet shooter pulled the trigger three times.
Three prism-shaped red crystal stones were shot out from the muzzle of the gun, connecting into a straight rainbow light as fast as lightning.
But before the first bullet reached the midpoint between the magic bullet shooter and Di Shaolong, a flying knife collided with the bullet.
The tip of the knife collided with the tip of the first crystal bullet without missing a beat. The flying knife was shattered. The first crystal was also covered with cracks, and its speed was greatly reduced.
After absorbing several violet fruits, the magic bullet shooter poured into the crystal bullets can make his warheads much stronger than before, and the penetration power is also greatly increased.
Moreover, it did not reduce his control accuracy of magic bullets.
Just when the first crystal was blocked, the second and third crystal bullets that were supposed to follow in a straight line suddenly changed their trajectories and went around one to the left and the other to the right.
With a slender light tail that was dozens of times longer than the length of the crystal bullet itself, it drew bright red marks in the air and attacked Di Shaolong.
Di Shaolong's figure took a small step back, holding a small knife in his right hand, standing where he originally stood.
The two magic bullets that had locked onto Di Shaolong failed to adjust their direction again. As if they were bewitched, they aimed at the knife and shot at it.
The magic bullet hit the knife from the left and right sides at the same time. The blade was naturally shattered into pieces, and the bullets exploded due to the collision with each other, turning into crystals the size of sesame seeds and scattering.
It wasn't until this moment that the sound of the three bullets fired before was heard, with three bangs and bangs stacked on top of each other.
The magic bullet shooter was still pulling the trigger quickly and fired three more shots. To others, it seemed as if the sound of his first round of gunfire had become the sound of his second round of gunfire.
If you want to pursue millimeter-level shooting accuracy, the magic bullet shooter can control three magic bullets at a time. If any of them break, you can immediately add new ones to maintain this number.
This time, his ballistic trajectories were even more unpredictable. Some went in a big circle, crossing a trajectory larger than the entire rooftop, and some curved forward with erratic peaks and troughs.
Another one shot directly into the building and disappeared, sneaking into an unknown location.
Di Shaolong just flipped his fingers, and another complete flying knife appeared in his palm.
Before the knife was fired, the magic bullet shooter had already made a dodge action, turned over and fell from the rooftop guardrail.
A seemingly invisible sharp shadow followed closely behind, passing by.
The paper airplanes placed on the railings all flew up one after another, and shattered into handfuls of confetti that looked like snowflakes in the wind.
The two sides fighting are no longer within each other's sight.
But the magic bullet has the characteristic of automatic tracking, and Di Shaolong does not need to see the enemy when he takes action carefully.
In fact, although they could no longer see each other, they felt each other's small movements more clearly than before.
Di Shaolong "saw" clearly the magic bullet shooter's little habit of standing up the hair on his little finger and feeling the effects of various wind directions, humidity, and temperature when he pulled the trigger.
The Magic Bullet Shooter "saw" Di Shaolong's action of taking out the sword for the first time.
He first looked at his flying knife with a kind and unbearable look.
Then, the knife broke through the wind, air, air, and light and flew away! !
Among the martial arts classics collected by the ancient country of Donghua from past dynasties, they cover everything from fists, palms and legs, swords, spears and halberds, Qinggong and internal skills, sonic training, and eighteen kinds of weapons, with a total of more than 13,000 types.
After entering the new century, they used the supercomputer "Martial Arts" to eliminate the unnecessary and retain the essentials of these martial arts skills, simplifying the complex and deducing fourteen ways of practicing martial arts with the lowest entry barriers and the highest potential.
Wind, fire, thunder and lightning, Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, cruelty and evil, benevolence and righteousness. Each of these fourteen characters represents a path, collectively known as the "Fourteen Secrets of Protecting the Country".
Di Shaolong's external move is Xiao Li's flying knife, but what he practices internally is Renjue among the fourteen skills.
Benevolence shines through the ages, and it is the first sword in the storm.
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"Guan Luoyang."
Shenwu Maha said, "You were the one who killed Faqi and Tiebo."
Guan Luoyang glanced at the people around him and said: "I didn't just kill the two of them, but I didn't expect that this Jubei could be resurrected after being burned to ashes."
Owen stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the wound on his forehead gradually healed, and no trace of blood could be seen. He hummed and said with a smile: "I thought you would wait until we and Shenwu Maha had a complete victory before taking action. "
"If you jump out so early, the situation will be a bit interesting. Should you join forces with us to kill Shenwu Maha, or will Shenwu Maha and I join forces to kill you first?"
Guan Luoyang looked at Owen's current appearance and said, "This is the body you really use to fight...Then do you know why I showed up so quickly?"
"You want to say, because you want to kill me with your own hands?"
Owen smiled broadly and pointed towards Qishanduo, "I would like to remind you that Shenwu Maha is preparing to resurrect an ancient king from your Donghua side. He seems to be a very powerful person two thousand years ago. If you fight me first, maybe in the middle of the fight, he will have an absolute reinforcement."
Guan Luoyang tilted his head and moved his eyebrows slightly: "That means I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."
He closed his mouth and performed a simple step-and-push palm move. His body undulated forward, but his momentum was astonishing. The cyan air flow suddenly expanded, and thunder and lightning flashed and intertwined in it, like a blue cloud and an angry dragon.
Guan Luoyang's body overlapped with the head of the angry dragon. To be more precise, his palm was the frontmost and most powerful area of the angry dragon.
The speed of this step was even more terrifying.
For Owen, who was directly in front of him, it was like the air in front of him suddenly bulged, and airflow, dust and light were pushed out in all directions, leaving a gap in the middle.
The person who was still far away jumped to fill the gap and pushed over with a palm.
Owen was at the pinnacle of fighting theory. He was the grand master of his own sect, and he could easily tell that Guan Luoyang's palm was not to be intercepted forcefully.
Once you have a head-on confrontation with him, the stamina contained within the palm force will become higher and higher, pressing over you layer by layer until the obstacles in front of you are crushed.
Unfortunately, Guan Luoyang's attack was too fierce. The ubiquitous bioelectricity, magnetism and earth electricity in the area where he waved his palm were already so strong that he could easily pick up two dry pieces. The friction of objects can cause electricity to catch fire.
Owen's consciousness could react, but his body instinctively stiffened and he raised his arms to block it.
His body actually betrayed him a little at this critical moment.
Owen's pupils shrank suddenly and his face changed dramatically. He didn't have time to feel surprised, so he could only make the mistake, muster up his 120,000-minute energy, and use the force-relieving technique of killing two snakes in the small sky rail.
But after he took this palm, he suddenly felt that everything around him that could be used for strength had disappeared. The gravity restraint that he was accustomed to abandoned him and moved away. The ground was no longer within his reach, and all the air currents pushed him towards the same direction. Retreat in one direction.
It would have been fine if he just retreated, but as Guan Luoyang reached out to grab him while pursuing, the violent air flow directly rolled his body back, and once again faced the full bombardment of the fusion of six forces.
In an instant, Owen's body had been flying a thousand meters away intermittently, and he had received hundreds of heavy palm punches. He actually couldn't count how many times he had blocked it, but he knew that he had never been able to relieve the force, and even No chance to perform his stunts.
Finally, after he was knocked away again, Guan Luoyang stopped and let out a long gasp.
"What a great opportunity!!" Owen cheered up and shouted ecstatically, "Big Sky Rail..."
He sensed something was wrong and clearly wanted to take action, but his body fell limp, as if smoke was still coming out of his body and everywhere.
"What's going on? My...my...big sky rail...the infinite snake hasn't had time to appear in the world..."
Owen's voice dropped, his mind became foggy, and he was speechless.
"You have used so many conspiracies, tainted other people's personalities and privacy, and played with genes, but you have not even been able to understand and tame your own body."
"Even if your speed is only slightly slower than mine, your pure strength is even stronger than mine, and your fighting skills are superb, in front of me, you are just wearing extraordinary armor and exposing your neck for me to chop... "
Guan Luoyang lowered his head and said the last words that Owen's remaining consciousness could hear, "Just a clown."
