Black Rose's marksmanship is not bad at all.

This Lu Sen knows better than anyone else.

But at this time, no matter how good her marksmanship is, without the injection of power, the bullet can't touch Zhang Huzi at all.

Black Rose had already fired several bullets in a row, all of which stopped ten centimeters away from Zhang's beard.

The bullet entangled the knife and stayed in mid-air.

Zhang Huzi casually took a bullet and played with it in his hand.

The bullet had just come out of the barrel of the gun after a rapid fire, and it was piping hot, however, Zhang Beard did not feel hot at all.

"When. ”

A bullet fell to the ground.

"When. ”

Another bullet fell.

Then Zhang Hu flicked all the bullets that had stayed in the air in front of him to the ground, and everything returned to calm.

"Little beauty, don't be in such a hurry, I'll take care of you later. ”

Zhangbeard rushed over with one hand, and he tried to grab the black rose.

Black Rose tried to step back, but found that her legs couldn't move, as if something was absorbing under her feet, and she couldn't even exert force.

Knife gas.

The resentment from the Devil's Head Knife was attached to the ground.

This ghost-headed knife is really not an ordinary evil thing.

Black Rose's body couldn't move, as if the whole person was being bound. Lu Sen saw that Zhang Huzi's hand was about to reach over, pulled the black rose back, and held his last breath to palm Zhang Huzi.

I thought I was going to be shocked.

But when it was strange, he could still stand in place, and there was no possibility of Zhenfei at all. Not only that, but there is also a force in his body that is constantly surging in.

What is the situation!

It's just like before, as if you can suck the opponent's internal force over. This kind of thing, Lu Sen can't control it. But in this case, he didn't want to control it.

Feeling the continuous reduction of the strength in his body, Zhang Huzi panicked.

"Boy, what are you doing!

Lu Sen naturally didn't put it.

Because this is not under his control.

"Let it go!"

Zhang's beard began to grow frightened.

Holding the Devil's Head Knife, he was ready to slash down at Lu Sen.

At this time, Lu Sen wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't avoid it. Because the palm of the hand is adsorbed with Zhang's beard, he can't pull it back if he wants to.

Seeing Zhang Huzi raise the ghost head knife, Lu Sen was also a little panicked in his heart.

Although Zhang Hu only has one hand, he can use the position of his arm to control the Devil's Head Knife.

If he couldn't withdraw his hand, no matter how much strength he sucked later, it would be useless. His arms have all been cut off, unless he becomes Yang Guo and practices more powerful martial arts, otherwise he can also become a half-crippled person in the future.

The main thing is that he doesn't want to be a waste person at all.

"Boy, let me die!"

The Devil's Head Knife slashed down.

Everyone's expressions were pale.

Chen Hu wanted to rush over, and the Ning family brothers also wanted to make a move, but they were stopped by the ghostly sword qi, and they couldn't get close if they wanted to.

And the black rose, which was closest to Lu Sen, couldn't move because of his body, so he watched the ghost head knife fall.

She didn't want to see it anymore.

"Ahh

A terrible cry rang out.

Black Rose's eyes widened, everyone's eyes widened.

An arm fell to the ground.

Blood stained the floor red in an instant.

"My hands!"

It was not Lu Sen who screamed, but a scream from Zhang Huzi.

"My hands!"

Zhang Hu looked at the severed hand on the ground, he wanted to pick it up, but found that he now had both hands gone.

How can it be!

He obviously cut off Lu Sen's hand, how could he become his own hand.

What the hell is going on!

Zhangbeard roared angrily.

But no matter how angry he was, now he did cut off his own hand, but Lu Sen was fine.

Not only that, but his arm was broken, and most of the strength in his body was gone.

Looking at Lu Sen again, he was obviously hit hard just now, but he recovered quickly at this time.

Lu Sen looked at the broken arm on the ground, and then looked down at himself, nothing happened. Take a deep breath, as if there is a force swimming in your body.

It's a breath of air.

But this breath seems to be carrying some evil power.

However, this is not what he wants to suck in, and even he has not figured out the specific situation now. However, thanks to this breath, after he recovered from his injury, his strength also increased a lot.

It seems that he has really inadvertently practiced the Dafa of Star Absorption.

However, it seems that his star-absorbing Dafa is not the same as the star-absorbing Dafa that can be used by anyone, as if all the power that has been absorbed can be turned into his own use.

Ignoring these for the time being, looking at Zhang Hu, who was kneeling on the ground with a painful face, Lu Sen walked over and picked up the ghost head knife.

When he reached for the Devil's Head Knife, his fingers were as if they had touched lightning, and they were a little numb from the electricity.

Lu Sen did not let go, but tightly held the ghost head knife. Because the ghost head knife belongs to Zhang Huzi's weapon, at this time, it is unlikely that it will become someone else's knife.

The ghost head knife kept struggling, and the sound of the knife was constantly sounding.

Lu Sen didn't pay attention to it at all, but grabbed it tighter and tighter.

"I'm telling you, if you're not honest, I'll throw it in with the samadhi fire and burn you well. Then, whether you are a wronged soul or something else, you will all become a light. If you are wronged, you are most afraid of the true fire of Samadhi. ”

Yu paused, and the ghost head knife in his hand also quieted down.

Lu Sen muttered, "This is like words." ”

Holding the ghost head knife tightly, Lu Sen slashed in the direction of the door.

Rumble!

The black sword qi rushed over like a flood beast again, and then broke the flesh of the knife world.

Sure enough, the bell still needs to be tied to the bell.

Lu Sen put away the ghost-headed knife and came to Zhang Huzi.

Looking at Zhang Huzi's painful face, Lu Sen said expressionlessly: "Zhang Huzi, seeing you in such pain, I can't bear it anymore." In that case, I'll give you a ride by the way. ”

The Devil's Head Knife was slowly raised.

How bold he was before, how panicked he was in the face of death.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me, I can give you money. I have a lot of money, and as long as you promise to let me go, I will give it all to you. ”

"It's too late to intercede at this time. ”

Hand up and knife down.

The head falls to the ground.

The bearded head rolled in front of Jiang Jingqiu, causing her to scream in fright, keep jumping her legs, and then run to the side.

Zhang Beard died.

Even he didn't expect that he would hold a ghost head knife and kill countless people, and one day he would die on his own ghost head knife.

Cause and effect cycle, not one of them can run away.

After disposing of Zhang Huzi's corpse, Lu Sen spoke: "We have to get out of here quickly, even the extraditers of the underworld are here, so the next hunters can be stronger than the other." If you don't leave, I'm afraid you'll ......."

"You can't leave. ”