With an order from Xia Ying, who had exited the hall, the gunmen opened fire in unison.

The sound of "chirp" and silencer firing continued, and the gunners who had missed a magazine immediately retreated, and the substitutes behind hurriedly stepped forward and continued to attack.

After more than ten minutes, it was estimated that the bullets fired would be enough to bury the gang, Xia Ying shouted to stop, and several heavily armed security personnel with blast shields stepped forward and opened the door.

There was a clatter, and metallic bullets rolled out of the crack in the open door, and everyone watched cautiously inside.

"Bang!" Suddenly there was a loud bang, and several security guards holding explosion-proof shields in front of them flew up with their shields, and the explosion-proof shields in their hands had been shattered and cracked like spider webs.

When the smoke cleared, there was an old Taoist priest with a white beard standing in front of the door, he snorted coldly, and the two streamers hovering around him were collected into his sleeves.

The old Taoist priest nodded at the other unharmed strange people, and said, "Resisting these bullets just now, my gossip magic robe has been damaged, so I don't have to do anything after that!"

The old man scratched his beard and said with a smile, "Of course!

He looked at the frightened crowd outside, and said with a cruel smile: "It's not honest! I really think that these mundane things can hurt us? I wanted to give you a chance, but it's a pity!"

"Later, I'm going to torture you to death! Dry Yuan Yin and sell it to the kiln to make you a bitch ridden by 10,000 people!"

Xia Ying's expression did not change, and she calmly ordered: "Hold the shield of the armor and block it, and the others will attack from the side!"

"Useless!" the old man roared, his hands were raised high, and the air in front of him seemed to be broken, and a dark and dark strange aura with a foul smell spread.

The shield-raising bodyguards who first came into contact screamed and fell, their faces showing a poisoned blue-black color.

At this time, the others also shot all kinds of flashes of brilliance, swept by, and killed the gunmen who were shooting on the spot without a sound.

Xia Ying's face suddenly changed, and she shouted loudly: "Retreat! Retreat!"

"Withdraw, where else can you escape?" the old man sneered, "Disobeying my will is the only reason for your defeat......!

"Why are you coming?" Suddenly, a voice sounded, and the retreating gunmen dispersed, and they saw Chen Xin walking towards this side with a cold face.

A person dressed as a jade-crowned scholar glanced at Chen Xin and smiled disdainfully: "There is no aura fluctuation at all, but he is an ordinary martial artist, this is their hole card?"

"Boom!" A thunderclap sounded, and Chen Xin's figure, who was a hundred meters away, flashed, and the next moment he appeared in the person's original position, and a hand grabbed his throat and lifted him up.

The jade pendant, jade crown, robe, and robes on the scholar's body all glowed brightly, but when they met Chen Xin's fingers again, they all burst like a bubble immediately.

The old Taoist priest who folded his arms and watched the play shuddered when he saw this, and whispered to himself: "Breaking the Fa Divine Body?"

The magic weapons on his body had no effect, and the scholar just held Chen Xin's hand holding his throat with both hands like an ordinary person and wanted to pull it away.

Chen Xin sneered, spit lightly, and with a "click", the scholar's neck was crooked, and the look in his eyes suddenly dimmed.

His corpse was thrown away by Chen Xin, and he sneered and looked at the old man who was still performing his poisonous skills: "What are you?"

This scholar was also a figure in their gang, but he was killed silently, and these strangers in strange costumes were suddenly stunned, and their movements stopped.

The old man also had some heads at both ends, but looking at Chen Xin's cold gaze, he knew that the other party had already moved to kill, so he yelled: "I'm afraid of a bird! No matter how powerful he is, he is just one person, I don't believe ......."

The old Taoist priest also said loudly: "I'm afraid this person is on the path of refining the body, his body is extremely terrifying, and all laws are inviolable, we attack with divine thoughts!"

Hearing this, the strange people present used their own tricks, lighting up different lights and shrouded Chen Xin, the great monk also had a heavy face, threw out a red copper rice bowl in his sleeve and rose in the air in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it became huge and buckled towards the top of Chen Xin's head.

Chen Xin sneered: "The people of the local chickens and dogs dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"

His figure flashed again under all kinds of divine light, and thunder exploded, and the monks who were casting spells fell backwards one by one, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"How is it possible! The divine intent of refining the body is still so strong, and we have all been countered by him casually!"

The old Taoist priest also spat blood from his mouth and smiled bitterly: "This is ...... He didn't even make a move, we were being eaten by our own spell!"

Just now, everyone was ready to work together to kill Chen Xin with divine thoughts, and after being countered by his protective divine light, the mana was reversed, and these people were about to break their hearts and die on the spot......

Chen Xin appeared behind the old man and pressed a hand on his shoulder.

The old man suddenly felt a mountain-like weight on his shoulders, and his body involuntarily bent downward, and he fell to the ground in a dog eating posture.

The great monk's red copper bowl exploded into many pieces with a crisp sound, and he sat on the ground with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and there was a clear palm print on his chest at some point.

This monk seemed to have been slapped to death by Chen Xinlian in the process of a split second, and no one even saw the whole process clearly.

Seeing that he brought someone to threaten the other party, he didn't expect the situation to suddenly take a turn for the worse, and in just a few seconds, the group of people he brought with him died completely except for himself.

The old man's heart suddenly rose with fear that he hadn't felt for a long time, and he fell to the ground and didn't dare to raise his head, but just held his head and knocked it on the ground again and again, staining the ground with a blood-red mark.

"Please spare me, seniors, please spare my life!"

"Please, please......"

Seeing him so unbearable, Chen Xin sneered, shook his head and said, "It's also a waste! Is the previous arrogance all pretended?"

He glanced at Xia Ying who came over and said to her, "This person is handed over to you?"

Xia Ying nodded and took the gun handed by her subordinates, and shot the old man in the back of the head.

"Bang!" the gunshot rang out, but it didn't make a difference, and the bullet was instead bounced off the guy's head and almost hit Chen Xin in the face.

Chen Xin stretched out his hand to pinch the warhead, and saw Xia Ying looking at him with a helpless sigh.

He knew that he was negligent, and when he kicked it, the aura invaded his body, completely dispersing his cultivation.

The old man snorted, and the whole person's skin immediately aged, and the exposed hair suddenly turned white.

While he was still dead, Xia Ying shot him in the head, completely ending his life.