You can see it!

It's not just rifled bullets, but now even Gatling's bullets can be seen!

Yingluo is still the same as before, slowly getting stronger with time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The strong man straightened the muzzle of the gun, and the bullets strafed, far exceeding the rifled guns in both number and speed.

Although they are also called firearms, the two are not the same.

It's like the difference between a top-level swordsman and an average swordsman.

The bullets fired from the machine gun were like the sharp blades of a top swordsman, while the sharp blades swung by Yingluo were like the bullets fired by a firearm.

Then the two bumped into each other without any fancy.

If you can see it, you can cut it down, and the flying sword stream can cut everything that can be seen.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Sparks flashed in front of Yingluo, and the blade slashed accurately at the incoming bullets, and the five bullets were split in two in less than a second.

And the move called Nine-Headed Dragon Flash is just over halfway through!

Dragon, it won't stop!

My bullets are even better!

Yingluo continued to swing a swift slash and attacked the strong man.

"Ding!"

Sixth!

"Ding!"

Lesson 7!

The bullets could no longer stop Yingluo's progress, and she once again surpassed her limits!

"Death!"

With Ying Luo's roar, the dragon's fangs had already arrived in front of the strong man, and in less than a second, he could tear him to pieces.

And the only thing that can stop all this is the last bullet.

The trigger was still pressed, the crank did not stop turning, the firing pin in the chamber of the gun was still working hard, and the kinetic energy of the gunpowder was still being generated.

But it all takes time.

Although it is not a blink of an eye, there are still small intervals.

The nine-headed dragon flash did not.

At this moment, Yingluo is already above the firearm!

"Ding!"

A crisp sound sounded, and the blade of steel slashed at the bullet that was also steel, splitting it in two without accident, leaving only a cluster of sparks, proof that it had ever existed.

In front of the enemy, there is no hindrance!

Victory is within reach!

But Yingluo's smile froze on her face, because she clearly saw that where the long sword and the bullet collided, a crack first appeared, then gradually expanded, and finally broke into two with a click.

Bullets can't defeat Yingluo, but they can defeat swords.

As an ordinary long sword, you have done a good job of holding on until now.

Now, rest.

Yingluo looked at the bullets that came again, showing a little helplessness.

And I'm going to follow you soon!

Having beheaded so many people is enough.

Next, it's time to face death with a smile!

The strong man smiled evilly, and he was still the one who won in the end!

The bullet shot into the flesh without accident, splashing blood, but he was not happy, but scolded: "It's you again, it's you old guy again!"

Can be called an old guy, who else can there be besides the leader of Dark Naiwu?

His body, which was already riddled with bullets, didn't know where the strength came from, but he rushed in front of Yingluo in an instant and blocked the incoming bullets for her.

Blood splattered on Yingluo's face and slowly slid down her cheeks.

Her expression was extremely dull, and then she erupted into a crazy roar!

"Ah!!!h

This is the second time that the old man has sacrificed his life to save him.

Yingluo felt a surge of blood rushing to his head, and he was about to step forward desperately with the broken sword.

But he was violently pushed away by the old man.

"Let's go!"

Only one word was spoken.

The old man rolled over and threw himself at the terrifying machine, blocking the muzzle of the gun with his body.

A bloody hole was getting bigger and bigger, and blood, bones, and internal organs were gushing out.

But even so, the old man's body did not waver at all, but firmly grasped the hot barrel.

The spirit has long been above the body!

But Yingluo clenched the sword in his hand.

I'm sorry, I'm going to disappoint you!

Huangquan Road, let's go together!

She had just taken a step forward when she was stopped by someone.

Turning their heads, it turned out to be Kenshin and Ba, and they also embarked on this path of turning back at some point.

"Didn't you let you go, why come back!" Yingluo let out an angry roar.

But Kenshin was not afraid at all, he grabbed Yingluo's hand this time, and said seriously: "Because my most important family is still here, so we are back!"

Family...... Is it?

"You're not carefree, cumin. You're like me, you're a family and a family!" Kenshin also roared, "When it's time for the New Year, let's go back to the mountains to see Higu together!"

Ying Luoleng, it turned out that unconsciously, she also had a family of her own.

It's really troublesome, so that you can't die happily anymore?

But, it doesn't feel bad!

"Bang!"

Yingluo turned his head to see that it was a person at close range, and hit the old man's head with a rifled gun, directly blasting off half of his head.

lost his spiritual body, fell softly, and the only remaining eye on half of his face stared straight at Yingluo.

The corners of his mouth were bitten, and his mouth was full of sourness.

But between revenge and his family, Yinglu still chose his family.

It doesn't matter if she's selfish, or if she's cold-blooded, but she always thinks: dead is dead, and grievances and hatreds are gone.

Because whether it is kindness or hatred, as long as the living carry it!

Go to Elysium and enjoy the dead!

She saw the miserable appearance of the old man in her eyes and remembered it in her heart.

One more thing to do!

"Let's go!" she said without hesitation. Since you can't die happily, you have to desperately escape!

But the current situation is even worse than before.

Kenshin's foot hurts and he has trouble moving. Ba is a weak woman, and she is still carrying the young Kaoru and the injured Yukiyoyuan, plus Yingluo herself is also scarred, how should she run?

Now, there is no one to attract attention for them.

As soon as the muzzle of the strong man's gun turned, the bullet swept over.

Kenshin's faces changed drastically, Ba firmly protected Kaoru and Yuan in his arms, and Kenshin stood in front of Ba.

Yingluo raised the broken sword in her hand, even if she died, she would die on the way forward!

But a huge body stood in her way, scarred and bloody, but protecting them.

It's stupid!

People who should have died, struggling to come back from hell!

He blocked the bullets like a Buddha statue that had long been broken, and his mouth of blood spurted out, and he shouted in a muffled voice, "Enter the temple!"

You can't run away, and if you enter the temple, you can at least block it for a while.

It's like drinking to quench your thirst, but you have to do it.

He escorted Yinglu and several people with his strong body, and the bullets hit him with a fluttering sound.

"I've been shot so much, why don't you fall, why don't you die!" the strong man asked, puzzled, but the shooting didn't stop.

Probably because of the stupidity at this time, he has already incarnated as a Buddha.

What supports the movement of this body is just obsession!

Yingluo and his party entered the small ruined temple again, but Stupid did not enter, and his blood-stained face showed a sincere smile without disobedience, and then closed the door and firmly blocked it with his body.

That's the only thing he can do.

The furious gunfire stopped, and the battle came to an end for the time being.

The strong man looked at the sky, looked at the bullets that had bottomed out, spat at the foam, and said to the gunner next to him: "Go, send a few people down the mountain, bring some bullets and food, and fight long enough today, so let them go for the time being, and wait for tomorrow dawn to take their heads!"

"Yes!"

Seeing through the crack in the window, the other party didn't seem to have the intention of attacking, Kenshin showed a hint of happiness, and then turned to Yingluo and said, "Sister Yingluo, they shouldn't plan to attack immediately." ”

But the answer to him was a bang.

Ying Luo fell without warning.

Ba and Kenshin hurriedly stepped forward to check, but found that she was cold, her eyes were closed, and she couldn't even breathe.

Kenshin was stunned, could it be that Sister Yingluo, who was always smiling and would do funny things from time to time, was going to die?

A hand grabbed him, and it was Ba.

She looked at Jian Xin's eyes and said seriously: "I'll take care of Sister Yingluo's wounds, you can help!"

Kenshin opened his mouth to speak, but Ba shook his head, and then said with great firmness: "Believe her, the only thing we can do now is to believe in her!"

Perhaps, as Ba said.

Sister Yingluo, she won't die so easily!

Kenshin nodded, and together with Ba, began to treat Eiroku's wounds.

But that being said, in the current lack of medicine, it is just a matter of wrapping the wound with strips of cloth to slow down the loss of blood.

Whether you can wake up or not depends on Yingluo himself in the end.

The night was spent in apprehension.

Yingluo is always in a state of anger, as if the next moment, he is about to die.

Sunlight filtered in through the cracks in the window, and the bright light made Kenshin's eyes narrow.

Is it already morning, then it means that the opponent's attack is going to start again.

He sighed, and then his eyes became sharper.

If you want to kill us, you have to pay several times the price.

Flying Edgeworth, you will only go to hell with your enemies!

He turned his head, trying to confirm Yingluo's state one last time, but when he looked at it, he was taken aback.

Eiroku had opened his eyes at some point, staring blankly at the ceiling covered in cobwebs.

Surprise then turned into surprise.

"Sister Yingluo, are you awake?" Kenshin leaned over, and Ba also stepped forward.

Hearing the voice, Yingluo's gaze moved away from the ceiling and turned around on the two of them, as if they had met for the first time.

"Sister Yingluo, you ...... Are you alright?" Kenshin asked cautiously, the other party's eyes at the moment were weirdly scary.

Ying Luo turned his head over with the question, first looked at Kenshin's red hair, and then landed on the cross scar that had just formed on his face, and suddenly said faintly: "The bloody rain and bloody wind are overwhelming, there is no white plum fragrance in the world, the beloved has gone with the snow, and the living are alone in the cross wound!"

In the surprised eyes of the two, Yingluo stood up.

"You're Kenshin, right?"

At this moment, she had already thought about it all.