"Old Lin, these people are in good strength, is there any hope for them to be used by me?"

In a building more than 500 meters away, a group of people watched the battle scene through a large screen, there were not many people, only seven or eight, all of them were introverted, and their breathing was like nothing, and they knew that they were amazing masters at a glance.

There were only two people sitting, the man on the left was in his thirties, with a hooked nose, and his narrow eyes shot a falcon-like gaze, sharp as a knife, and a sense of ruthlessness and perseverance, and in the quiet room, it was this person who broke the peace.

The other person was an old man, dressed in Tang costume, with a beard, and a kind smile on his face, he changed his posture and coughed lightly, and the seven or eight people behind him suddenly straightened their waists and couldn't help but stand up a little straighter.

"I think that the difference between a master and an ordinary person is the difference in self-valuation, and as long as the chips reach the expected value in the heart, there is nothing impossible." Lin Lao said with a smile.

"I'm afraid that some people overestimate their worth, or deliberately open their mouths." Su Yiwu paused when he said this, at this moment, the big screen was playing a three-inch nail to snipe the soldier, only to see the soil flying, the black shadow accompanied by the cold light, and in a flash, a soldier fell, this person flickered, shot like lightning, killed dozens of soldiers in a row, and did not receive any damage, the soldier was helpless against it.

"The ability to drill into the ground is rare, and if this person can be used by me, it should be a great help." Su Yiwu was a little hot-eyed.

"Childe, wait for me to subdue him." A man with a yellow face was unconvinced.

The seven or eight people in the back were of different shapes, either powerful and tall, or thin as monkeys, or short and fat as piles...... His expression was respectful, and his eyes were full of wildness and ferocity.

"This big man is also amazing, such a divine power, it is really unheard of." Su Yiwu looked at the elephant with love in his eyes, and as for how many tanks and armored vehicles he overturned, he didn't care at all.

"It's brute force, it's not surprising." The figure shaped like a bamboo pole said compassionately, although this person was standing, it gave people a sense of floating, swaying, very weird.

"This man is a threat." Lin Lao pointed to the inside of the building, a figure running wildly under artillery fire.

"This person's marksmanship is good, but he can only deal with ordinary people, if he meets a master, his marksmanship will be-" Su Yiwu suddenly closed his mouth, and his face became a little ugly.

The big screen in front of me is pitch black, the drone was destroyed, the last scene of the picture is fixed in Liu Wei'an's crazy running back shot, the drone is the most advanced technology product, only the size of a bee, it is not easy to see the bee from seventy or eighty meters away, and it is not easy to shoot in a shot in the wild run, such a marksmanship can no longer be described with good use.

Terror!

"Childe, don't be impatient, I'll be back when I go." Lin Lao stood up and bowed slightly towards Su Yiwu, as a guest qing, he knew very well when he should do something.

"There's Elder Laurin and you." Su Yiwu followed and got up.

"Don't dare!" Lin Lao came out of the room with seven or eight men.

……

Inside the building, as the cannon was overturned by the elephant, the artillery fire weakened, and the students continued to rush out, and the soldiers who rushed up to shoot, the soldiers' weapons are good, the firepower is fierce, in contrast, the students' weapons are a little ugly, varied, at a glance, you know that it is a miscellaneous army, however, it is also a help, Liu Wei'an in the wild rush obviously felt that the pressure was greatly reduced.

In the dark, he felt that something was peeping at him, and he didn't want to think about it, a shot shot was fired, his eyes were sharp, and he could see that it was a drone from the disintegrated parts, and he was in his heart, intelligence determines the outcome of the battle, and if the enemy has a reconnaissance plane, it will be a big bad thing for him.

"Demon God's Eye!"

Two rays of light shot out of his eyes, the whole world turned gray, all the scenery turned into black and white dotted lines, in the line of sight, he found two other drones, one on the side, one in the back, he aimed and shot, one shot at a time, all solved, heard the sound of breaking the air in his ears, kicked his feet, turned over and rushed out of the building, stretched out his hand to hook in the corridor, fell to the next floor, and when he ran five or six meters wildly, a terrible explosion sounded in the upper left, and the masonry flew and fell outside the building, as if it was raining stones.

The sound of a strong collision was mixed with a slight muffled snort, Liu Wei'an was startled, he heard that the sound was Yang Wujiang's, someone was able to beat Yang Wujiang to injury, a shot shot a soldier aimed at him in the head, poked out his head, just saw Yang Wujiang shoot into the building, leaving a series of blood in mid-air, an old man in a red Tang suit chased behind, the old man walked leisurely, not slow or slow, but the speed was extremely fast, two steps fell, spanning a distance of more than 20 meters, and suddenly chased behind Yang Wujiang, and slapped it with one palm.

The palm power was gentle, and the smoke and dust behind the old man surged with it, like a vast ocean, waiting for a certain moment to erupt.

Burst!

The old man took a small step to the side, his movements soft, his slowness contrasting sharply with the speed of the bullet, and the bullet hit the place where he had been standing, leaving a deep hole.

Liu Wei'an pulled the trigger and fired three shots in a row, on the ground, the old man took one step at a time, easily avoided it, and there were three more bullet holes on the ground.

With such a block, Yang Wujiang disappeared into the building, and the old man was not annoyed, raised his head and smiled at Liu Wei'an.

Boom –

This ordinary glance, Liu Wei'an was like dropping a bomb in his mind, blowing him up almost to pieces, "The Dark Emperor Sutra" appeared, and the starry sky pattern in the depths of his mind appeared in an instant, like a street lamp in the night, lit up one by one, as the starlight shone, the chaos turned into calm, and his thinking returned to normal.

When he opened his eyes, the old man had already arrived in front of him, and as for how he appeared, Liu Wei'an didn't know anything. The old man slapped it lightly with one palm, like an antelope hanging its horns, without any flaws.

In an instant, Liu Wei'an found that no matter how he dodged, he would be hit by this palm in the end, which is a very strange thing, this palm is just shot from the front, according to common sense, as long as he retreats, he can get out, but he has a feeling that if he retreats, he will only die worse.

In the midst of lightning and fire, he made a decision that surprised the old man, put away the sniper rifle, sank his waist immediately, and slapped it with one palm.

Kiss!

The two palms were attached together, not popping off, but sucking together like a magnet, and in an instant, Liu Wei'an only felt a terrifying suction from the other party's palm, and this suction was so strong that he felt that his whole person would be sucked in.

Liu Wei'an has never encountered such an attack method, hurry up and lock the internal breath, his idea together, the suction on the opponent's palm instantly turned into a rising force, surging over, Liu Wei'an is equal to his own internal force plus the opponent's internal force to attack himself together, the whole body was shocked, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was injured instantly.

The internal breath operated, resisting the surging true qi rushing into the body, unexpectedly, the two true qi had just come into contact, and the old man's internal breath flowed back, and the strong suction force formed again, pulling Liu Wei'an's internal force and leaving, the speed was twice as fast as Liu Wei'an's own operation, and in an instant, Liu Wei'an felt that his internal force was rapidly consumed, and he poured thousands of miles.

"If you don't want to be a waste, surrender obediently." The old man spoke, and persuaded him gently.

"If you don't want to be a waste, surrender obediently." Liu Wei'an repeated the other party's words, his face was originally blue from injury, but now it became ruddy.

"It turned out to be a fool." The old man shook his head, his eyes were regretful, he naturally didn't know the magic of the Dark Emperor Sutra, with the enhancement of Liu Wei'an's own strength, he breathed in and out, and the internal injuries had healed.

"Seeing that the predecessors are also far-sighted people, why bother to follow the Su family?" Liu Wei'an was worried that the internal breath would be lost if it flowed into the other party, but he soon found that the old man's internal strength was not as good as his own, and he was able to injure himself, relying on this magical luck method, he wanted to suck his internal force dry, but it was impossible.

"At a young age, ambition is not small." The old man also discovered this, and was secretly frightened, seeing that Liu Wei'an was only in his early twenties, why was his internal strength so strong, because he had adventures in his youth, he could cultivate a shocking internal force, Liu Wei'an was taller than him, this is simply incredible. However, although he was surprised, he was not afraid, high internal force does not mean that the combat effectiveness is high, and the use is the key.

"The seniors are old." Liu Wei'an looked at the old man's eyes and knew that this person could not be moved, so he gave up continuing to persuade, and doubled the output of his internal force.

"Drink!" The old man spoke the truth, and circles of ripples that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye spread, and the entire space shook.

Liu Wei'an's head shook and he was dizzy, but he recovered in an instant. Sensing that the suction on the old man's hand was gone, he immediately withdrew his palm.

The old man didn't pursue, he looked at Liu Wei'an calmly, his attack technique was the same as the previous glance, but he used his gaze before, which was unexpected, but this time he used mantra, which was more powerful. Unexpectedly, Liu Wei'an had the "Dark Emperor Sutra" to protect his body, and he was not afraid at all.

"Surrender to me, and you can still save your life, otherwise—" The old man didn't say a word, and suddenly his face changed greatly, and he said sharply: "What have you done to me, ah-" He took a step forward and slapped out his palm, but his palm was raised, and he couldn't fall down, and the heat poured out of him, and the temperature in the air rose suddenly.

The old man's body became red, like a piece of red-hot iron, the old man let out a painful scream, the skin of his whole body cracked, flames gushed out from the cracks, the clothes on his body ignited, and the next moment, the flames rushed out of the body and completely wrapped the old man.

Ahh

The old man let out an uncontrollable scream, the kind of pain was reminiscent of the torture of the eighteen layers of hell, the old man twisted his body, fell in less than two seconds, struggled on the ground, the flames became more and more vigorous, but the screams became weaker and weaker, and in five or six seconds, the screams stopped, the flames quickly weakened, and finally extinguished, a gust of wind blew, and the old man's body was like burned confetti, turned into ashes, sprinkled one after another, and was wiped out.

It was the first time for Liu Wei'an to use this flame attack technique, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful, and he was secretly frightened.