Zhang Dixian's huge reaction to such a solemn matter all stemmed from the huge sense of crisis that suddenly rose in his heart.

Just now, he sensed an incomparably strong aura, which had firmly locked on him, and under the lock of this aura, he had nothing to hide.

Because no matter what kind of action you make, you will be noticed in advance by the owner of the breath.

At this time, Zhang Dixian didn't know where he finally met the top master of the third brother's family.

Perhaps, this is the leader of the Rahu organization, with the title of 'King of Meteors', and Hua Lun, whose strength is said to have reached the beginning of the seventh grade, has made a move!

Soon, Zhang Dixian confirmed his conjecture and was not wrong at all.

He saw a tall third brother on the river, less than thirty meters away from his current position, and at this time, he was facing away from him, and he was in a pretending posture of looking at the sky with his hands in his hands.

It was as if he was thinking about the many secrets in the universe, rather than waiting to fight Zhang Wei.

The rich smell of pretending to be forced was simply coming to Zhang Dixian's face, and in an instant, it overshadowed the curry in the air, as well as the lingering smell of urine.

Just in terms of appearance, this is already the most stylish third brother Zhang Dixian has ever met.

What's more, just standing with such a back in his hands put a huge pressure on him.

In this way, this third brother who is pretending to be forced has nothing to doubt about his identity.

With the background of the third brother's family, there are definitely only a few powerhouses in the world at the beginning of the seventh grade, and the person in front of him can be other than Hua Lun, the leader of the Rahu organization.

What's more, after waiting for more than a minute, the third brother finally turned around.

He didn't do it directly, but in standard Oxford-accented English, with a fake reserved expression on his face, he began to introduce himself:

"Zhang Dixian is honored to meet you! Now please remember, who is the person who is about to kill you? I am Warren, the leader of the Rahu organization, the 'Meteor King'. ”

"With all these things you have done at the Third Brother's house this time, even killing you a hundred times is not too much, but if you promise me now that you can hand over control of the ruins, I can guarantee your life with my personality. ”

After Zhang Dixian heard this, he did not answer directly.

Instead, he asked a question in his mind, which was very puzzled: "What! How the hell are you locking my bearings and catching up?"

Figuring out this is very important to Zhang Dixian.

If you don't find a way to figure out this matter and crack the other party's tracking methods, wouldn't it mean that every time you come out of the ruins, you will be blocked.

If you have to do this every time you come out of the ruins.

That's why don't let people rob the bank at the third brother's house.

Just a hint of a mocking smile rose from the corner of Hua Lun's mouth, but this thing didn't have the slightest intention of solving Zhang Dixian's doubts: "As long as you surrender immediately, I will tell you immediately." ”

"Vote for your MP. The above sentence suddenly burst out of the foul language, which is Zhang Dixian's final answer.

At the same time, Zhang Wei rushed towards the other party with the wind under his feet, and in the blink of an eye, the big blade representing the same meaning was slashed down like a match.

Compared with the actual realm, Zhang Dixian, who doesn't even have five grades.

Warren's realm at this time is at least two realms higher than him, and there is even a high-end combat method such as aura locking.

But so what?

As long as he can use the knife, he will never have the possibility of compromising with his opponent......

Since the sense of crisis rose in his heart, Zhang Dixian had already begun to build momentum for this knife.

He knew that with his own ability, it was impossible to have any big battle with such a seven-rank powerhouse for three hundred rounds.

The only thing I can try is to use my most powerful head knife to make the other party suffer a small loss under the carelessness of the moment.

If the other party is wary and does not suffer a loss, it is easy to do!

It's nothing more than escaping into the ruins, just as the passage of the third brother's house, it will be completely scrapped.

However, something happened to Zhang Dixian unexpectedly: Warren suddenly became like a rubber man without half a bone and his body could be infinitely elongated.

He slashed out with all his strength, and when he was still half a meter away from the top of the opponent's head, Warren had already smashed over with a punch that he made first.

It stands to reason that with the length of Warren's arm, it is completely impossible to hit Zhang Dixian.

It's just that in Zhang Wei's frightened eyes, he found that the other party's arm was thinner and longer without any scientific words, and then a casserole-sized fist at the front hit his bearded chin.

With the sound of "Bah~", Zhang Dixian's whole person was beaten and flew up in a backward posture.

The knife that slashed at the opponent with all his strength was like a slash from the opponent's scalp, and naturally he couldn't even touch Hua Lun's hair.

After being punched, his mouth was full of bitter and bloody blood, and several teeth were loosened.

Only then did Zhang Wei realize how amazing the real gap between himself and a master like Hua Lun Qipin, even if he was just a master who had just stepped into the beginning of the seventh grade.

Even if he has awakened because of the power of the bloodline, his comprehensive strength seems to have become much stronger.

But even so, Zhang Wei's resistance still did not stop, his empty right hand stretched out to his waist, and quickly pulled out the shell gun on his waist.

Facing Warren is a shuttle, pulling out all ten of the demon-breaking bullets.

Now that the distance between the two of them is extremely close, in the case of sudden fire, even if it is a seven-rank powerhouse, Hua Lun, if he is hit by ten powerful demon-breaking bullets, I believe it will be quite enough to choke and not die.

In other words, he Zhang Dixian still has the possibility of turning the tables.

It's a pity that the bullets with Zhang Dixian's infinite expectations were dodged by the rubber man-like Warren, and less than two of them hit the chest and abdomen.

And Zhang Dixian knew very well that there was no way to kill such a big master with two demon-breaking bullets, and even the damage caused was limited.

Seeing that this was the case, Zhang Wei immediately dispelled the last bit of delusion in his heart: he no longer expected to keep the passage to the third brother's house.

In the aftermath of the punch in his body, when he was still flying backwards, he had already concentrated his mental power and gathered towards the sand table in the sea of knowledge.

He was planning to return to the ruins immediately, and if he couldn't beat it, he would flash people's posture.

At this moment, with a quick flick of Warren's left hand, a long whip appeared in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the whip was flexibly wrapped around one of his ankles.

Later, Zhang Dixian discovered that the teleportation ability that had been tried and tested was actually invalid......

can't beat and can't run away, in this bad situation, Zhang Dixian is a little desperate.

Then, he finally threw his head on the ground more than ten meters away, and the violent impact made him feel the bones in his whole body wailing,

But just as he was about to get up strongly, he reluctantly found a helicopter full of missiles, which had already appeared in the air several miles away.

With the flickering of the fire, a few missiles dragged their long tails and shrouded in this direction.

For a while, Zhang Wei breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: That's it! Dying under such a missile is at least not so painful.