"This should be the fortune teller Qi Yin said, a master!"

Hearing this sudden man's voice, Cui Ze's heart suddenly froze.

The fortune teller, whom he had never met, walked silently, not deliberately.

This is completely an outward manifestation of one's strength after one's cultivation has reached a certain level.

Even the current Cui Ze can only walk silently when he does it deliberately.

"The pistol must at least hit the opponent hard, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be his opponent!"

Cui Ze has a rough budget for the strength of the other party.

"Click, click......"

The door rang several times in succession, and then it was finally opened by Qi Yin.

Cui Ze knew that Qi Yin was deliberately making a move to remind Cui Ze that they had arrived, so as not to catch Cui Ze in the room off guard.

"Mr. Su, the room is simple, forgive me. ”

Qi Yin pushed open the door and walked in, just blocking Cui Ze behind the door.

In fact, Qi Yin doesn't know where Cui Ze is hiding now.

Cui Ze was calm, ready to wait for the fortune teller to come in and shoot him the moment he went to close the door.

It's just that what happened next was a little unexpected for Cui Ze.

"Hmm, Mr. Su, why don't you come in?"

Qi Yin's somewhat puzzled voice came into Cui Ze's ears, which made him "chuckle" in his heart.

The fortune teller walked to the door, but suddenly stopped, which had to make Cui Ze suspicious.

"Could it be that he found me?

Cui Ze quickly dismissed the speculation.

Although Cui Ze's current cultivation is not high, the breathing technique he is using now is a real immortal realm technique.

Unless the cultivation is far beyond Cui Ze, it is impossible for the other party to discover Cui Ze's existence.

"Well, I suddenly remembered that there was something going on, so I won't bother...... If you have time in the future, I'll bother again. ”

The slightly embarrassed words of the fortune teller outside the door came over.

The fortune teller's words were untrue as soon as he heard them.

In fact, just as he was about to enter the door, he suddenly had a feeling of palpitations, and then he suddenly stopped.

This fortune teller is best at practicing the Heavenly Calculation.

Although he is far from knowing the future, he has an almost instinctive reaction to danger.

Although he didn't know where the danger came from, the fortune teller followed his instincts and decided to get out of here for now.

"Miss Qi Yin, I'll go first!"

The fortune teller said to Qi Yin, and immediately turned around and left the place in a hurry.

"It's not good, it seems that this guy is really not simple, and he can actually sense danger!"

Cui Ze, who was hiding behind the door, couldn't help but feel anxious when he heard this, knowing that he couldn't hide like this anymore.

In case this fortune teller is gone, who knows when he will reappear next time?

Such a good opportunity to sneak attack the other party, Cui Ze will never give up easily.

Now that the other party is unwilling to enter the room, then Cui Ze will go out!

Thinking of this, Cui Ze's figure moved, and he rushed out directly from behind the door.

"Ah, Cui Ze is hiding here!"

Seeing Cui Ze who suddenly appeared, Qi Yin was also startled.

She just knew that Cui Ze was hiding in her house, but she didn't expect Cui Ze to hide behind the door all the time.

Cui Ze didn't have the time to pay attention to Qi Yin, and the moment he jumped out, he directly pulled the trigger on the figure outside the door!

Standing outside the door was a middle-aged man in his early forties, dressed in a robe, with a gentle appearance and a long beard under his chin, which made it easy to look at it.

However, Cui Ze did not hesitate to move.

Because he knew that when he first appeared, it was the best time to do it.

Once you miss this opportunity that suddenly appears and let the other party have a defense, you will fall behind.

"Puff ......"

The distance between the two sides is only about two meters now, Cui Ze kept shooting at the figure outside the door, and shot all the more than ten bullets in the pistol in one go!

Cui Ze was not prepared to shoot so many shots, so as not to kill the other party.

After all, Cui Ze wanted a live mouth, and he also wanted to ask about the space passage from the other party's mouth.

It was only after doing it that Cui Ze found that the other party's reaction speed was too fast!

The other party just showed up on his face when Cui Ze appeared with a firearm in his hand, and his face showed a trace of astonishment, and then he reacted quickly, and his figure continued to move quickly from side to side, dodging the bullets shot by Cui Ze.

The speed of this fortune teller was too fast, and the figure instantly drew out the afterimage of the Dao, if it was an ordinary person, it would be impossible to hit the other party.

However, Cui Ze's strength is also not weak, he can still keep up with the opponent's movement trajectory, and he is quickly adjusting the shooting angle.

But even so, Cui Ze only had the first two shots hit the fortune teller's lower abdomen and right shoulder.

Although the fortune teller was a little embarrassed by the next few shots, he dodged them all and did no harm to the other party at all.

Cui Ze knew very well that this was not because his marksmanship was too bad - even if he was terrible, it was impossible to miss when he was only two meters away.

Of course, it's not that this gentleman is fast enough to dodge bullets, that requires a higher level of cultivation to do it.

It's just because this fortune teller can always judge the angle of Cui Ze's shooting at the moment when Cui Ze mobilizes the muzzle of the gun, so he can dodge the past.

"Whew!"

After finishing the bullet in his hand in one go, Cui Ze directly threw away the pistol and threw himself at the fortune teller.

Cui Ze was not disappointed that he only hit the opponent with two shots.

Cui Ze didn't have much hope in the first place, as the strength of the cultivators increased, the threat of modern firearms to them became less.

The current situation has taken a big advantage for Cui Ze.

The previous two shots caused the fortune teller to suffer a lot of damage, and the subsequent series of rapid dodges consumed a lot of the opponent's true qi.

"Xuan Ming Palm!"

Cui Ze slapped out his palm, and his palm turned into a cold air, and he slaughtered the fortune teller outside.

The cold qi emitted by Cui Ze's palm technique is not the real cold qi, but the external manifestation of the true qi of the Xuan Ming Jue that can absorb vitality.

This set of Xuan Ming Palms is the supporting technique of Cui Ze's major Xuan Ming Jue, and the two can cooperate with each other to exert stronger strength.

Cui Ze could see that as he slapped his palm, the fortune teller on the opposite side suddenly became a little stiff, and his speed dropped by at least thirty percent.

Even Qi Yin, who was standing in the room behind Cui Ze, was affected by the cold air, and couldn't help shivering, and hurriedly retreated in the room.