The black-armored hunter was very surprised, he didn't expect that the sudden shot to knock down the six people would be three teenagers, and they were the teenagers they had been chasing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the Barbarian City Treasure Trading Fair was going on, the black-armored hunter was eyeing Sun Long and a few people, the 10,000 taels of silver tickets and human-level intermediate martial arts, none of which were easy to obtain, and he sacrificed his life to hunt in the Barbarian Beast Mountain Range, and lived a life of licking blood at the tip of the knife in order to earn a considerable amount of cultivation resources, so as to leave this wild place and enjoy the prosperity of the Shenwu mainland.

Right now, there is a good opportunity, and it is not difficult to obtain, how can the black armor hunter let it go easily.

It's just that now it seems that the situation has changed a little, the hunter has become the hunted, and the other party is just three teenagers who don't look big, which is really ironic.

However, the Blackarmor Hunter quickly made tactical adjustments.

As the leader of the Blade Hunting Group, his strength is far above those six members, which means that the three teenagers can sneak attack those six members, but they can't sneak attack the leader of his Blade Hunting Group.

The essence in his eyes exploded, and the fleshy centipede-like scar on his face looked extremely hideous.

His weapon is a jet-black broadsword, with a golden pattern on the blade, like a golden dragon pattern inlaid on it, giving people a mysterious and noble feeling.

He still had to carry out the original plan.

It is also necessary to avenge the wounded six members.

The black-armored hunter held the knife, glanced at the three teenagers opposite, and finally his eyes fell on Sun Long, and said viciously: "You little bastards dare to sneak attack the brothers of the blade hunting group, you are so bold that you are in the sky, I will kill you today to avenge your brothers." ”

The black-armored hunter said, his body was shrouded in an indifferent golden light, and the rich metallic power spread all over his body, and the treasure light surged like a stream of water, making it look like a golden statue.

The overflowing martial soul power floated in the air, not attracting anyone's attention, but it was silently absorbed by Sun Long into the meridians of his arms and stored.

Sun Long felt that the powerful metal power was becoming more and more majestic, and it seemed that he had a tendency to break through the shackles of the meridians, knowing that the strength of this black-armored hunter was very strong, at least in the realm of a great martial artist, and it was much stronger than the six black-armored hunters who were shot down.

The arm in the sleeve of the robe instantly thickened, and the faint golden light on it was also as if it had been gilded, which looked full of texture.

Powerful power filled between Sun Long's arms, and the martial soul power in the dantian was also faintly restless, as if it was about to burst out with a powerful force to destroy all the indestructible substances in front of him.

Sun Long was secretly frightened, thinking that this was the special benefit brought by the power of the metallic martial soul? This feeling of indestructible power seems to have invisibly improved even the courage to fight a lot, thinking that the war tiger is also a metallic martial spirit, but the strength is essentially different from this black-armored hunter.

Since Sun Long used the five-string hard crossbow, when he was really fighting, he rarely used the strength of his body and martial arts to fight the enemy, because he only needed to control the hard crossbow to kill the opponent, with such convenience, Sun Long was indeed a lot lazy, and he could solve the problem without martial arts at all.

Thinking that he had not fought with his bare hands for many days, and the proficiency of his martial arts was inevitably rusty, Sun Long understood that the real strength should still be reflected in his own combat effectiveness rather than relying on foreign objects, this black-armored hunter was not weak, and he was just used as a sparring partner.

He took a few steps forward and confronted the black-armored hunter.

Sun Long moved his muscles and bones, his ten fingers were crossed, the pine bones were loosened in front and back, and there was a crackling sound of popping beans, and a pair of sharp eyes stared at the black-armored hunter, and said: "Since you have been following us for so long, it seems that it is too faceless not to fight with you, what skills can be used against me, don't keep your hands." ”

As if seeing a joke, the black-armored hunter carried a knife with a murderous expression and said, "Do you really want to fight me?" Tell you not to try to deceive me with any weirdness, in the face of real strength, any trick is just as fragile as paper, if you dare to do this, I promise to kill you before your little girlfriend can make a move. ”

As he spoke, the black-armored hunter glanced at Cai Xiaoyan, and his murderous pupils were full of a playful smile.

Cai Xiaoqi blushed, secretly glanced at Sun Long, and lowered his head a little shyly.

In the eyes of the black armor hunter, even if Cai Xiaoqi sneaks up with a bow and arrow, it is impossible to hurt himself, and the great martial artist can attract the martial soul suit, especially the metal martial soul suit, which is even more amazingly defensive, and a small martial artist realm can't turn the sky upside down.

He is the strength of a great martial artist, and he can easily see the details of those who are not as strong as him, and he clearly feels that the martial soul power in Sun Long's body is still very weak, which is the strength of the martial soul that can only be found in the martial artist realm.

Isn't it a joke that a sixteen or seventeen-year-old martial artist realm is so ashamed to speak?

"If you can insist on ten moves under me, my ancient knife will admit it, and I won't look for it today!"

The black-armored hunter called the ancient knife directly plunged the giant knife into the ground, rubbed his fist the size of the sandbag, and looked at him playfully, which could be regarded as accepting Sun Long's challenge.

The bulging fist was covered with calluses like dead tree bark, giving people a strong sense of strength, even if it wasn't for the use of a metallic martial spirit, his punch seemed to be able to have the strength to crack the stone.

In the face of the strength of the ancient knife, Sun Long was not afraid, but showed an excited expression and took the lead in attacking.

Tarzan is at the top!

His body rose high in the air, and Sun Long swung a punch and smashed it down on the black armor hunter's skull.

Above the bulging fist, there was a faint aura swirling, and the golden power in it was surging like thousands of golden threads, as if there was spirituality.

Sun Long's body also carried a mountain-like pressure, and what appeared in front of the black-armored hunter at this moment did not seem to be Sun Long alone, but an array composed of several soldiers who had experienced life and death, faintly containing a killing aura, which made the black-armored hunter have an instinctive fear.

Gu Dao snorted coldly, and above his fists, the agitated metallic martial soul seemed to have put a layer of metal gloves on his fists, with an incomparably hard texture, and his fists came out together and slammed into Sun Long's fist.

With the shot of the ancient knife, the air made a whining sound, which was enough to see that the power of these two punches was very powerful.

The fists collided together.

Bang!

A dull sound came out between his fists, and under the feet of the ancient knife, large pieces of gravel and fallen leaves flew together, and his body suddenly dropped by about half an inch, trampling several cracks in the hard rock.

The smooth golden splatters scattered into the air like molten metallic liquid, pulsing with the vibrating qi and scattering dust.

The first punch failed to inflict fatal damage on the ancient knife, and it was also expected by Sun Long, he turned around in the air, and kicked the ancient knife in the lower abdomen with a volley.

The power of this kick is also very strong, with more than a thousand catties of strength, if it is drawn, the viscera of the ancient knife will inevitably break, and it will lose its combat effectiveness in an instant.

Hum!

A cold snort came from the mouth of the ancient knife, and he did not stop Sun Long's attack as a threat, and the two seemingly powerful attacks actually had very limited damage to the ancient knife, although it seemed to be on defense, in fact, the ancient knife was completely dominant.

As long as Sun Long's attack is tired, the ancient knife will not hesitate to attack, and it is even possible to defeat Sun Long with a direct move.

This is based on Gu Dao's deep understanding of his own strength, the strength of the metallic martial soul is already strong and strong, if the level difference is so obvious, he can't defeat Sun Long with a full blow, then there really won't be any need to mix it up in the future.

Just as Sun Long's leg was about to hit the ancient lower abdomen, a powerful metallic force ran into the lower abdomen, like a golden mirror, emitting a scorching luster, completely enveloping the lower abdomen of the ancient knife.

Sun Long's leg slammed into the golden luster.

At the same time, the ancient knife finally seized the opportunity, and with the help of the moment of resisting Sun Long's blow, he finally found an opportunity to completely defeat Sun Long.

Gu Dao glanced at Sun Long coldly, shook his head and expressed contempt, as if telling Sun Long, after all, you are still too young, and your combat experience is too immature.

The golden fist surged above the bulging fist, and the fist of the ancient knife burst out with a scorching luster, like a golden ball of light, with a terrifying power, and smashed it towards Sun Long, who was close at hand.

The power carried by this punch reached more than two thousand catties, even if it was a hard rock, it would be easily shattered, and if it really hit Sun Long, his life would almost be difficult to protect.

The golden fist in the void left a golden trail, and at an extremely fast speed, it was about to fall on Sun Long's head.

At this critical moment, Sun Long not only did not have any panic and nervousness, but his eyes lit up, and he showed a mysterious smile at the ancient knife.

Why is he laughing?

Gu Dao's heart suddenly had a bad premonition, how could a powerful punch have been blasted out, and the distance was so close, it was too late to close the punch!

Sure enough, instead of having any intention of retreating, Sun Long directly threw a punch and bombarded it with the iron fist of the ancient knife.

The ancient knife is a metallic martial spirit, and its fist is protected by its own metallic power, which is extremely hard, and the same impact will drop a lot in damage.

If you are not sure, to go to the ancient knife like this, and to do so when your strength is completely inferior to that of the other party, is completely the way to die.

But the ancient knife clearly saw that on the fist blade that was wrapped in strong wind, the scorching metallic luster exuded a hard texture, and the metallic power contained in it seemed that it was not weaker than himself.

Gu Dao was shocked, and his heart fluctuated, how could this kid have such a powerful metallic power?