At the moment of the gunshot, Ye Lanqiu felt the hairs on his body stand on end, and a tremor suddenly exploded from his heart.
Do they have guns? !
Ye Lanqiu, who has only seen firearms in movies and TV dramas, has a fear of firearms engraved deep in his blood.
But before she could scream, the next scene made her cover her mouth and become speechless.
Hong Kang slowly stretched out his hand, and a yellow bullet lay quietly in his palm.
"We have just met for the first time, so this is a decisive move..."
With a flick of a finger.
The bullet screamed and exited in the direction it came from.
"boom!"
"Ah! My gun...!"
Hearing the exclamations in the distance, Wu Xie suppressed his shock and became worried.
He shouted: "Fat man, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
"Fat Master, everything is fine..."
Fatty Wang emerged from the grass dozens of meters away. In his left hand was the remains of his rifle and in his right hand was a machete.
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He quickly ran to Wu Xie and the others and stared at Hong Kang cautiously.
"Brother, this idea is so annoying!"
"Your former enemy...?"
Holding a bullet in his hand, this is simply not a human being! ~
If Fatty Wang hadn't been in danger for a long time, he would have been frightened now.
Hong Kang looked at Fatty Wang and said calmly: "If you hadn't aimed the shot at the ground, that bullet wouldn't have just blown up your gun."
Fatty Wang smiled, but his hand holding the machete was still tight.
He shot after seeing Wu Xie's gesture, but he didn't expect to encounter a fierce man.
Ye Lanqiu's heart was still beating violently, and he was frightened for a while.
Who are these people?
Why do you still have a gun?
She had seen in the news before that there were shotguns and the like hidden by old people in some mountain villages. Unexpectedly, she saw it with her own eyes today, and it was a rifle...
However, Mr. Hong can actually catch bullets with his hands? The real version of Fire Cloud Evil God! ~
Zhang Qiling opened the long cloth and revealed the ancient black gold sword.
Wu Xie calmed down and stared at the person in front of him.
"You know my little brother's name, what secrets are you talking about? Who are you? What is your purpose?"
Hong Kang smiled at Wu Xie.
"Sorry, I'm here to see Zhang Qiling. I'm not interested in you. Can you please step aside quietly and wait!"
As soon as Hong Kang finished speaking, Wu Xie and Fatty Wang immediately followed the instructions without any resistance.
But they were still conscious, but they just couldn't control their feet.
"I'll go!~"
"Why does Fat Master's body move on its own?!"
"Brother, little brother, Fatty is possessed by a ghost, please use your blood..."
In that situation, he was obviously very unwilling, but his body obeyed his words, which made his heart tremble and make him feel chilly.
Zhang Qiling made no move because he saw that Hong Kang was trying to make room for the two of them.
"Miss Ye, please go aside too!"
"It might hurt you later."
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Hong Kang stared at Zhang Qiling. It was rare to meet someone who ignored his mental exploration. If he wanted to know something, he could only rely on words.
"I thought that finding you would solve many of my doubts..."
"I didn't expect that after meeting you, I would have more doubts..."
Because only Zhang Qiling had entered the Bronze Gate, he thought he could learn the relevant information by directly reading his mind, but Hong Kang was unable to enter his spiritual world.
Wu Xie has never entered the Bronze Gate, so there is nothing valuable in his memory.
Zhang Qiling still stared at him without saying a word, white breath starting to come out of his mouth and nose.
"Breathing method..."
"Do you know Ouyang Qing...?"
Zhang Qiling's eyes were still as calm as water, but Hong Kang made a judgment from his micro-expression.
"I don't know you..."
"Forget it, it doesn't matter, I'll just tell you my purpose..."
"First, I hope to get a drop of your blood; second, I want to know some news behind the bronze door..."
"In return, I can teach you something..."
Wu Xie and Fatty Wang who were not far away changed their expressions when they heard Hong Kang's words.
Sure enough, this person came here for the secret guarded by Men You Ping (little brother).
Another person seeking the secret of immortality! ~
The two of them were excited and wanted to help, but their bodies were not under their control at all. What kind of evil magic was this?
Wu Xie's brain was working rapidly, thinking of ways to break the situation.
Seeing Ye Lanqiu on the side, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, maybe he could start with this girl...
After listening to Hong Kang's words, Zhang Qiling remained silent, but slowly drew out the ancient black gold sword. The blade was pitch black and the blade was as bright as his eyes, deep and deep.
After seeing Hong Kang's ability to catch bullets with his bare hands, Zhang Qiling didn't seem to think it was that incredible.
"Is this a rejection?"
"Aren't you worried about your two friends?..."
The words were not finished.
Zhang Qiling let out a big mouthful of white air from his mouth and nose, squatted down slightly, and suddenly rushed out with the force of a strong wind.
"Bang!~"
The explosive force created a big hole in the ground. Zhang Qiling turned into a black shadow and disappeared from everyone's eyes. The strong wind brought by the high-speed movement swept up the fallen leaves and dust.
But Zhang Qiling's speed that exceeded the limit of mortals did not give him the belief that he would win. His calm and watery eyes reflected Hong Kang's calm and smiling face.
He raised his knife and struck it quickly.
"Ding!~"
A sound of gold and stone sounded.
Zhang Qiling's eyes widened slightly, his eyes extremely solemn.
With that crack just now, he was confident that he could easily crack open even a gigantic rock.
But now what's standing in front of the blade of the ancient black gold sword is just a jade-colored finger.
The strong force stimulated a small circle of air waves, which spread out over a ten-meter radius.
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The three people watching on the other side all opened their mouths in an "o" shape at this moment.
Whether it's Zhang Qiling's speed like lightning and wind, or Hong Kang's use of flesh and blood to block the sharp blade...
Fatty Wang's eyes widened: "Brother...when did you become so powerful?!"
"That swish..."
"The Flash..."
"Also, the ground was crushed with one kick..."
"Let me go, that person is also a little superman wearing underwear outside, using his body to block the little brother's knife..."
"What's wrong with this world...?"
Wu Xie was shocked and forced himself to calm down, his mind quickly analyzing and reasoning.
Menyou Ping was also very powerful before, but not so outrageous. My eyes couldn't keep up with his speed. What on earth did he go through behind the bronze door?
And is this person related to the Wang family?
No, the Wang family themselves are not that powerful!
Ye Lanqiu was half worried and half surprised.
Sure enough, there are experts here too...
Zhang Qiling failed with one strike, so he walked away with the knife and slashed horizontally again.
However, it was easily blocked by Hong Kang again.
"Ding ding ding..."
The ancient black gold sword was swung into an afterimage in Zhang Qiling's hand, and the energy created by the sharp sword wind stretched into a curtain of swords.
Hong Kang's words came out calmly as he calmly blocked all Zhang Qiling's attacks.
"How about it?"
"Do you want to learn this ability that can be called an indestructible body? I can teach you..."
"It's just a drop of your blood..."
"You should be able to feel that you are no match for me..."
"If you don't cooperate and I forcefully extract your blood essence, I'm afraid it will cause some damage to your body..."
Hong Kang flicked his finger on the ancient black gold sword, and with a little more force, Zhang Qiling was driven by the power of the blade, and his body immediately flew backwards.
With his strong waist strength, he twisted in mid-air, somersaulted and landed on a locust tree.
A cool voice sounded.
"I can give you blood, but..."
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After ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tested.
"swordsman"
