A dense rain of bullets poured in.

In the depths of Lu Ze's pupils, there were dozens of trajectories that tore through the air, and the yellow warhead carried a cold aura of death.

The emergence of firearms is a colorful progress in the history of human civilization, so that the duel between victory and defeat is not limited to the power of the user, so that anyone has the possibility to challenge the order.

However, is the progress of science and technology necessarily the only direction of human development?

Before the appearance of the Star Source Force, there would be countless people in this world who would say—yes.

But at this moment......

When Lu Ze stepped forward indifferently and slashed out with his right hand, the Tang knife that flashed cold light all over finally showed its incomparable sharpness!

The bullet that was about to sink into the center of his eyebrows was finally fixed 30 centimeters in front of Lu Ze's eyes, divided into two.

Ding——

A crisp sound emerged, as if it were the beginning.

The faster the rate of fire of the group of leather-clothed men, the more the sword light and sparks in front of Lu Ze shone brighter.

Ding Ding Ding –

The same dense sparks are accompanied by crisp metal cuts, as if the orchestra has reached its peak in an instant.

The Tang Sword [Hanling] in Lu Ze's hand was like a city wall that was enough to make the enemy sigh in despair, blocking all invasions.

The gunfire stopped abruptly, and Lu Ze's eyelids raised slightly, staring at the dozen or so gunmen who were crowded only 10 meters away.

The muzzles of the guns held by the leather-clad men were still emitting white smoke, and their expressions were fixed on their faces, staring at the indifferent figure in horror.

The clanging of bullet casings and the sound of bullets falling on the ground were stacked together, like drumsticks constantly ramming into their hearts.

At a distance of less than twenty meters, with a Tang knife, he slashed all the barrage under his feet.

"Is that all?"

Lu Ze picked up the knife flower with his backhand, looked at the person in front indifferently, and raised his left foot and stepped forward heavily.

When the figure was tilted sharply, a fierce sword light slashed out obliquely in an instant, breaking through ten meters!

This knife actually cut the blade less than a meter long out of the gods.

The door to the floor, from the top left to the bottom right, a thin line emerges.

In the next second, a thrilling huge crack bloomed with bright red sprayed blood!

However, where the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, even the blood sprayed was pressed down alive.

It was splashing in one direction, but in the end, it turned into the left and right sides.

A blood-stained road leads straight to the outside.

Bang!

In the distance behind him, a gunshot rang out.

This huge echo sound, the smoke and dust that trembled in terror......

It is clearly a lethal weapon with ultra-long range, a Gauss rifle!

There was also a gunman who appeared at the back door.

The timing of this shot was so tricky, it was stuck when Lu Ze's slashing was difficult to return.

However, while the gunman pulled the trigger, he suddenly found that in the scope, an arm with his back behind his back and a Tang knife with a steel blade outward suddenly appeared in the back of the head of the originally defenseless target.

"Time, stillness."

Lu Ze's eyelids drooped.

The sharp warhead, Lu Ming's blankness, and the sprayed blood......

All hovered eerily in mid-air.

Except for the six-edged and octagonal Tang knife that gently picked up Lu Ze's wrist and stuck to the warhead.

With a very slight high-frequency tremor, Tang Dao's backhand moved inward at an angle of less than 10 degrees, and then flicked it in reverse.

The extremely hard blade pressed the warhead hard, and the ripples of the layers of air distorted solidified in the air.

"Time to recover."

The golden hands in the sea of consciousness paused for only 0.2 seconds, and then moved forward again under that magnificent will.

All the actions that are completed in a freeze frame, all the kinetic energy accumulated in the gap of time, are finally released at one point.

- Bang!

Behind Lu Ze, on the side of the blade, the white air wave suddenly exploded vertically to the ground.

No one could see what was flying in mid-air.

But fifty meters behind Lu Ze, at the back door of the empty training ground, there was a sound like a watermelon bursting.

Red blood covered half of the walls, and a headless corpse fell to the ground.

Lu Ze held the Tang Dao [Hanling] horizontally in front of him, and faintly stared at the reflection of his eyes reflected in the blade.

This razor-sharp sword still doesn't drop blood.

Two fingers caressed the blade, and the faint sound of a dragon's groan bloomed.

Lu Ze threw the Tang knife with his backhand, and the blade rotated exactly and accurately fell into the scabbard.

"Ah Ming, do you remember your favorite game in kindergarten back then?"

"Eagle catches chicks?" Lu Ming said with some uncertainty.

"Do you think we're eagles or chickens?" Lu Ze held the ebony scabbard and walked through the blood-stained gate indifferently.

Lu Ming couldn't help but look at the corpses that were cut in two, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but there was firmness in his eyes, and his tone revealed unparalleled perseverance: "Eagle! ”

"Nope."

Lu Ze finally turned around and patted Lu Ming's shoulder gently, "We are hunters." ”

Then he turned and went downstairs.

Whether it is an eagle catching chickens, or a flock of chickens escaping and killing eagles, all this is in the natural law of the jungle.

The hunter waited on the sidelines, at most as a show.

But the premise of all this......

Neither the eagle nor the flock should try to attack the hunter.

Because in this case, this endless biological chain will be hit by dimensionality reduction from outside the cycle.

So, since it's an eagle, be an eagle honestly.

Since he is a chicken, he tries to survive in this troubled world.

The creatures in this world lack nothing more than ......

Self-knowledge.

Lu Ze walked down the stairs and stood quietly outside the glass door, staring at the equally empty space inside, and the two young men with a transcendent aura.

Out of politeness, Lu Ze smiled briefly.

Then, gently push the door open.

Lu Ze's gaze fell on the front...... On the face of the man in a suit and leather shoes, with gloomy eyes.

The corners of the young man's mouth gently curled, not knowing whether to smile or sneer.

Lu Ze pushed the door in.

In the huge light luxury space, the two looked at each other quietly.

In the end, the cold young man dressed in black lines Fu Yuweaving continued to drink tea quietly after glancing at Lu Ze lightly.

……

The tea table is over, and the camera is still faithfully performing its duties, but there is already a dead silence in the live broadcast screen.

Blood-stained walls, floors, gates, piles of corpses.

All this is silently telling what happened half a minute ago.

From the moment Lu Ze appeared in the video, Ji Wu's right hand completely let go of the teacup.

Forty kilometers away, under the TV tower, Musher's back was already dripping with cold sweat.

The same is with a knife.

The gap between his own sword skills and Lu Ze is like a moat.

That's not something that can be described in a single bit.

Sometimes light as the wind, sometimes domineering as a ghost, the ebony Tang knife seemed to come to life in Lu Ze's hands.

He had never seen anyone be able to use the Tang Dao to such a level of perfection!

For.

For.

Lu Ming's armpit crutches were thrown on the car, he limped at the door with a rifle, and then leaned against the doorpost, watching his brother slowly walk towards his back.

"I'm a good talker."

Lu Ze held the middle of the scabbard, and walked towards Ji Wu casually, his voice was even more indescribable, and he didn't take the strange atmosphere during this period to heart at all.

Ji Wu stood in place, his eyes indifferently watching Lu Ze approach him without hesitation.

"But that's only when I'm in a good mood."

Lu Ze sat indifferently at the other end of the huge purple bamboo tea table.

In the rising mist, Lu Ze put the Tang knife on the table, and looked at Ji Wu calmly.

"And how are you feeling right now?" Ji Wu suddenly smiled a little sickly, with mockery in his voice.

"No fluctuations." Lu Ze looked at Ji Wu's gloomy face and added softly: "I even want to laugh a little." ”

Sand...

Lu Ming suddenly rubbed off a piece of wall skin behind him, and quickly straightened his body.

Ji Wu held the teacup in front of him with his right hand, and the hot water vapor was still steaming, covering his face.

"Huh...... Hehe......"

Ji Wu's body shook slightly because of laughter, he raised his head, looked at Lu Ze with a bright smile on his face, and said in an elegant tone: "I really didn't expect that General Lu would be so fond of fighting for the advantage of his tongue." ”

"The game continues, congratulations on jumping from the first chapter to the final chapter, after drinking this cup of tea, I will give you a chance to confess......"

After a brief pause in his voice, Ji Wu grabbed the teacup and raised his backhand.

Suddenly, a faint wave of qi bloomed between the sleeves of his clothes, and the hot tea spun at high speed, flying diagonally towards Lu Ze.

This hand was raised, and there seemed to be thunder blooming in the air.

"Where is the inventor of the melting point virus?"

Ji Wu's voice sank suddenly, with a chill.

Lu Ze's two fingers in his right hand were put together, sideways in front of him, and when the teacup that burst into the air like a bullet approached his face, the fingertips were slightly retracted and flicked slightly.

In the faintly diffusing white mist, the black glazed Jianzhan let out an ethereal mournful roar all over its body, and suddenly paused in mid-air.

But under the huge inertia, the tea soup in the cup was about to rush out and pour it on Lu Ze's face.

The two fingers that were close together were gently retracted, turning into five fingers like a mountain with the momentum of thunder, and slapped down heavily.

The tooth-wrenching sound of bamboo twisting and squeezing stacked together in a very short period of time, turning into a sharp sound that suddenly bloomed.

Lu Ze's palm slapped on the Zizhu tea table, and his palm was level with the tabletop.

The tea cup was not spilled with a drop of tea soup, and it was pressed into the purple bamboo table.

Lu Ze's eyes were also cold, his gaze fell on Ji Wu's handsome face, and he spoke seriously:

"Ants are still greedy, let alone humans?"

Well?

Ji Wu's eyes suddenly froze.

Even the cold young man who was leisurely drinking tea on the side finally raised his eyelids and looked straight ahead.

Because of this moment, the momentum on Lu Ze's body began to climb geometrically!

Lu Ze raised his right hand and slapped it forward.

Click-

The five-meter-long purple bamboo tea table was instantly split.

The tea soup was spinning at high speed at the moment, like a spinning top, spinning wildly and rushing forward.