Bang –

Yang Qingfeng was born this time, and the most powerful enemy he encountered was kicked away by him.

Yang Qingfeng was blinded, what was going on? Could the other party be a fake Muscle Refining Realm cultivator?

Da Da Da –

The gunshots around him rang out again, but those bullets just couldn't penetrate Yang Qingfeng's body.

Those who shot had fear and shock in their eyes, but there was no turning back.

The barbarian poetry in Yang Qingfeng's arms lit up with a few rays of light, which was the light emitted by the bullet hitting her body and the defensive array inside the pendant.

Yang Qingfeng suddenly turned from stunned to angry, and actually wanted to kill his woman?

"Give me !! death"

The bullets that came as they came rang out with a pop, as if they were hitting cotton.

Then came the sound of the bombs, the bullets coming back the way they came!

"Ah!!h

"Huh!!"

"Danger!!!!"

The more than 30 black-clothed people around him fell to the ground after screaming, and there was no movement.

Chen Kun looked at all this in disbelief, his eyes were like the eyes of a dead fish!

What's going on? Isn't the other party out of the ordinary? Why aren't they afraid of bullets?

"How is it possible?!How can you resist a bullet?!"

Ruan Peiyuan, who stood up again, had blood on the corners of his mouth, and the look in his eyes was similar to that of his apprentice.

"Huh?"

Yang Qingfeng was a little confused, but he didn't want to answer Ruan Peiyuan's question.

Only by figuring it out for yourself will you know what is going on!

kicked on the coffee table, and the coffee table rushed towards Ruan Peiyuan with a bang, and Ruan Peiyuan hurriedly reached out with two hands.

Bang –

The hall area is about 100 square meters, and Ruan Peiyuan's body retreats uncontrollably until it hits the wall behind it.

The puzzle in Yang Qingfeng's eyes was even stronger, how could the Muscle Refining Realm be so weak?! Although he was surprised, he would not let go of such a good opportunity.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Yang Qingfeng jumped, chased after the coffee table, and kicked Ruan Peiyuan, who had more blood coming out of the corner of his mouth.

Bang –

Poof-

Ruan Peiyuan's body could not retreat, and blood spurted from his mouth.

Crunch –

Yang Qingfeng didn't even look at it, picked up the pistol on the ground, and turned his hand back.

Bang –

"Ah!! seniors spare their lives!!"

Chen Kun by the door was holding one leg, and his leg had a bloody hole, which was bleeding non-stop.

"Seniors spare their lives!!"

Ruan Peiyuan, who was pressed against the wall, also hurriedly begged for mercy, but Yang Qingfeng did not speak.

When he was born this time, he originally had nothing to worry about, and he planned to feel the mortal dust alone.

But after encountering Manshiyu and Xia Yanni, they became his counter-scales, and they became his fetters.

Anyone who dares to stretch out his hand against the scales, he will never show mercy!!

Bang bang bang –

Chen Kun, who felt that the temperature in the room was still dropping, was lying on his stomach and preparing to flee outside, but this time he couldn't move because a bloody hole appeared in his hands and feet.

"Senior, I'm a disciple of the Fire Sword Sect, you-"

However, before he finished speaking, Yang Qingfeng had already pressed one hand on his head.

"Ah!! please..."

After more than ten seconds, Yang Qingfeng exhaled softly.

Hurriedly helped Man Shiyu remove her blindfold and the stuff that gagged her mouth, Man Shiyu didn't cry, just hugged Yang Qingfeng tightly.

"Are you alright?!"

"Hmm!"

Manshiyu shook her head, her voice was a little awkward, thinking that the smell of blood around her rushed into her nose.

"Don't hesitate, Xuande, remove the traces about me and poetry. This place, just let it go forever!"

"Yes, master!"

Two ghosts emerged from behind Yang Qingfeng.

Half an hour later, Yang Qingfeng returned to the villa.

Xia Yanni didn't coquettish Yang Qingfeng and Manshiyu go on a date alone or anything else like usual, but was full of smiles.

"I've made dinner, let's wash our hands and eat together. ”

Yang Qingfeng smiled, and the barbarian poetry also smiled, everything was silent.

After eating, Manshiyu finally knew why he suddenly encountered such a thing.

"Qingfeng, what should Guiju do?"

"Do you remember your family's numbers?"

"I can't remember, I can't even remember my number. ”

Yang Qingfeng and others: "......"

"Since Huaxi can't call the police here, we'll go to the police stations in other districts, but you can rest here for one night tonight!"

"Uh-huh, thank you, thank you very much, woo..."

"Sister, you're welcome, if you don't have to go home earlier, we still want you to play here for two days. ”

After eating, after talking for a long time, Barbarian Shiyu saw that Lu Guiju was already very tired, but he was embarrassed to go back to the room to rest first, so he spoke.

"Let's go rest today, and we'll get up early tomorrow morning and go to another police station. ”

"Thank you. ”

Lu Guiju did not go to the second floor to rest, but stayed in a guest room on the first floor.

Yang Qingfeng and the three of them walked into a room, there were no extra words, although they did not express it, Yang Qingfeng could always feel their fear.

Two hours later, Man Shiyu and Xia Yanni were flushed and fell asleep hugging each other, no, because there was Yang Qingfeng among them.

Yang Qingfeng stared at the ceiling, slowly integrating all the information he got today in his heart.

It wasn't until an hour later that he finally straightened out all the information.

On the earth, in fact, there are still cultivators, no, it should be said that it is a weakened version of cultivators.

This is because these cultivators have obtained the cultivation techniques that the cultivators did not take with them when they left two thousand years ago, and through their own research, they slowly cultivate.

Cultivation is not only about exercises, the most important thing is to have aura.

Fortunately, the aura of the earth is gone, but it is not completely gone.

Something like thousands of years ago still contains a trace of aura.

Reiki pays attention to purity, but cultivators born in this era cannot rely on the aura of a certain place or the aura of a certain heavenly spirit treasure to break through at one time.

They are all this treasure absorbs some aura, that treasure absorbs some aura, and slowly accumulates until they finally break through!

And the low-level exercises they obtained were not like the exercises practiced by Yang Qingfeng, with automatic filtering and purification functions.

Therefore, today's cultivators, even if their cultivation is higher than Yang Qingfeng, their real strength is not as good as Yang Qingfeng's.

In addition to cultivators, there are two types of special people in this world.

One is an evil person who specializes in crooked ways and body mutations, that is, Wei Huadan's kind of person.

There is also a kind of people who do not practice the true exercises, but are the protagonists of the post-cultivator era, and they are martial arts practitioners.

The entry threshold for martial arts practitioners is not as high as that for cultivators, and the most important thing in the process of cultivation is the level of effort.

Therefore, there are a large number of martial arts practitioners now, and they are the mainstream unconventional force in China and even the world.

"Martial arts practitioners? Hehe, three thousand years ago, martial arts practitioners were rubbish! I didn't expect that after the cultivators left, they would seize the opportunity to step onto the stage of history. ”

After chattering, Yang Qingfeng also slowly fell asleep.