Hell yes! Is this kung fu? Or is it magic? Is it magic? Ling Qingfeng was shocked in his heart, he had never seen this kind of attack, no! It must be cracked as soon as possible, otherwise there will be variables!

The one who has the same tangled emotions as Ling Qingfeng is the drunkard, he is actually a killer who has cultivated to the innate realm, not a master, but a killer who is much more powerful than a master!

Innate killer! This is a title that only exists at the top of the chain in the killer world. They were originally formed by a group of martial artists who had entered the innate realm, but their potential was exhausted and they could not continue to improve, and later, these people passed on the experience of turning into innate killers, forming a unique killer genre.

Although there is no hope of breaking through the realm, their lethality is higher than that of the innate masters of the same level in some specific environments, and the drunkard is one of them.

At this moment, he has run the innate true qi in his body to the limit, just to maintain the blinding method in front of him, and then use the bamboo arrow to break through the air to kill the enemy, but he didn't expect that the opponent's body protection kung fu is too strong, and the bamboo arrow shooting effect is not great!

"Do you want to use that thing?" Although the drunkard drank two catties of Wuliangye and went down, he was drunk and understood that once he used that thing, the lethality was ten times greater than that of the bamboo arrow, but his loss had to be repaired for three months before it could be regained.

"When you cultivate, you have to drink less alcohol!" Although the drunkard regretted it, he still slowly took a black iron arrow from his waist.

The material of this black iron arrow is very famous, which is made of Antarctic cold iron, and according to legend, it is the first generation of the Iron Curtain organization, who went to the Antarctic glacier to collect cold iron ore. It has been passed down for 400 years.

Although the drunkard did not believe in this legend four hundred years ago in China. Can someone go to Antarctica for mining? Even a martial arts master can't run that far! However, the drunkard has tried this arrow with his own hands!

This black iron arrow. It can infuse the innate true qi of the innate master to the greatest extent, and turn it into a peerless arrow that specializes in breaking the true qi of the body!

So, the drunkard held this black iron arrow in his palm, raised it to the back of his head, and used a special archery throwing technique, planning to shoot it out with the next round of rainstorm pear blossom bamboo arrows, and it was decided in a battle!

At this time, Ling Qingfeng was ignorant of the impending danger. I'm still trying my best to figure out how to break the game!

"Invisible arrows! Why can't it be seen! I can't hear the direction of the sound, why is that? Could it be that the attack really came from another dimension? Damn it! How could I possibly deal with such a thing! ”

Ling Qingfeng muttered to himself, his mind spinning fast!

"That's not right! I can't see, I can't hear! It may not be the other party's problem, it may be my problem! I don't see what I see, I don't hear what I hear, yes! It must be so! It's all unreal! ”

Ling Qingfeng flashed a thought and resolutely closed his eyes.

In the face of the enemy, dare to close your eyes. Not everyone can do it! Ling Qingfeng closed his eyes because he had found a reason that made sense, since it was not a problem of the environment, it was my own problem!

Ages. Thousands of sentient beings, when they encounter difficulties and suffering, first complain about the environment. It is the majority who complain about the injustice of heaven and the injustice of others. Those who really know how to reflect on themselves and dare to put problems on themselves. Yes, but in a very low percentage.

Because this is human nature, and anyone who can really break through this point is not a thing in the pool.

Ling Qingfeng chose to close his eyes and not hear it, because he suspected that there was something wrong with his senses.

Moreover, the most important thing is that Ling Qingfeng has already entered the innate level, and his Tingjin Kung Fu has already been perfected, so he is ready to try to push Tingjin's Kung Fu one step further, and purely rely on his feelings to observe Qi and perceive Qi.

The moment he closed his eyes, Ling Qingfeng felt that it was dark in front of him at first, but then the pores of his whole body automatically opened, and his skin became extremely sensitive, fully perceiving the vibrations and energy changes in the air.

This is a kind of mysterious induction, and gradually, the external world in Ling Qingfeng's mind was restored in another form.

The composition of the outside world is no longer light and sound, but the flow of energy and breath.

Ling Qingfeng's body was motionless, but his perception slowly rotated, detecting the changes in the aura and energy around him.

Suddenly, he sensed a strong energy reactant not far away, in the corner of the wall about ten paces away from him.

This energy is burning, constantly splitting the energy into the front.

Ling Qingfeng immediately sensed a great threat, his mental power was highly concentrated, and gradually, a vague figure appeared in his mind, this figure was continuously inputting energy into the weapon in his hand, and the qi of this weapon was firmly locked on his body!

It's too late, it's too soon! The drunkard threw this black iron arrow full of innate innocence!

Between the two of them, a passage was split in the air within ten steps, and the legendary indestructible black iron arrow arrived in front of Ling Qingfeng in an instant at an indescribable speed with the naked eye.

When the drunkard threw this arrow, the innate true qi of his whole body was exhausted, and it was difficult to maintain the blinding method in front of him, and even the casting of the rainstorm pear flower arrow was a step slower.

Ling Qingfeng lowered his head without hesitation, his neck shrunk sharply, and he was able to avoid this lightning-like blow.

The concrete wall behind it hummed, and a fist-sized hole appeared.

This arrow actually shot a sonic boom effect, which shows the speed and strength of it.

Ling Qingfeng was also shocked by the power of this arrow!

The arrow just now is definitely more lethal than a sniper rifle bullet, and it is even better. Fortunately, Lao Tzu avoided it!

Almost at the same time, there was a chaotic sound of clanging bells on Ling Qingfeng's body again, and it turned out that the rainstorm pear blossom arrow had shot over.

Ling Qingfeng was distracted, and it was difficult to maintain the extremely subtle state of listening outside the body just now, so he couldn't help but open his eyes violently.

A guy with the same stunned face appeared in front of him, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist.

The two of them were startled at the same time, Ling Qingfeng's first reaction was that he must not let that person shoot the arrow just now, it was too dangerous!

So he grabbed the ground with ten toes under his feet, and his body moved, and he rushed towards the drunkard like lightning.

The drunkard didn't expect that the black iron arrow just now would be missed, and he was still thinking that he would have to go downstairs to pick up the priceless iron arrow later, and then he saw that the opponent inexplicably shrank his head and neck, and unexpectedly, he didn't shoot!

It's just that this stunned kung fu, Ling Qingfeng has already rushed in front of the drunkard, and he threw a punch without hesitation!

In this punch, Ling Qingfeng exerted enough strength and directly used the punch he was most proud of, taking the wrong line of punches!

The original dark energy and fist intent were mixed, and they were replaced by a ten-fold powerful combination of innate true qi and mental power, and a sincere punch was blasted.

This punch came quietly, just like winter going to spring, winter has gone, spring is dawning, without a trace of human fireworks, gently hit the drunkard's chest.

The drunkard was shocked, shocked and angry, he was shocked that his opponent was moving so fast? was angry, but he was actually punched.

However, this punch doesn't seem to hurt or hurt, it doesn't hurt or itch, what kind of fist is this! The drunkard was already ready to be injured, but the other party's punch was like a spring breeze and unsettling, which was completely beyond his comprehension.

Ling Qingfeng withdrew his fist calmly and stood in front of the drunkard.

"Say it! Why bother me? Also, how did you get it? Why can't I see you! ”

Maybe Ling Qingfeng's expression was too sincere, which made the drunkard a little embarrassed.

"You, that! Me, phew! I'm an Assassin! Took the money to kill you! Just now I used the smell of wine to dissolve the fog, blinding your five senses and making you unable to perceive my existence, but in fact, I was standing here without moving a single step! ”

After the drunkard finished speaking in one breath, he hurriedly added: "Don't think that if you let me go, if you don't hurt me, I will receive your love!" We can't kill you this time, we'll do it next time! ”

Ling Qingfeng narrowed his eyes and listened with relish, but he still didn't seem to understand, and asked again, "Hey, you said that you use wine to dissolve fog, how can you blind my five senses?" That's a powerful move! You're a congenital master! (To be continued......)