The result was still the same, except for a round hole in the chest, there was still no blood flowing out of it, but a lot of white mist seeped through the wound. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

People have the instinct to survive, and when they saw this vision, they all began to rush towards the cracks in the stones.

But I still stood still, not because I didn't want to run, but because I was locked by a spiritual force.

The warrior with holes in his eyebrows slowly raised his head, and the corners of his mouth stiffly grinned, "Well, this body is not very good, except that it is more muscular, there is almost no aura in the meridians, it is too bad, although yours is not very good, but it is barely suitable." ”

I glanced sideways, and just saw Platoon Commander Zheng being carried into the stone crack by several soldiers, and I could see a little entanglement and reluctance in his eyes.

This kid is interesting enough, if he had changed someone else, he would have run away without looking back.

The soldier touched the bullet hole in the center of his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "What kind of weapon is this, I've always wanted to ask, if I'm still alive, I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand such a blow." ”

A voice in the distance replied, "This is called a gun, you didn't invent it in that era, what, do you want to try it a few more times?" ”

It's Yin Qianhou! Why didn't he run, he was still in the same position as he was holding a gun just now, and Jin Ming next to him was looking at the bell in his hand in a daze.

The warrior moved his arm, looking a little dissatisfied, "This body is only capable of this, and the three of them have reached the limit?" But that's okay, this problem will be solved soon. ”

It seems that Yin Qianhou and they are also locked by that spiritual power, as for the reason, I am afraid that the aura in the body is relatively sufficient.

In fact, my state is much better than what I see on the surface, and while he speaks, the Zhiyang True Qi has been running in the meridians for a week.

However, this was not enough, that spiritual power locked the dantian, and more true qi was needed to rush into the sea of qi to reactivate the cloud intent to finally solve the problem.

Seeing that we were not reacting, the warrior also lost interest in speaking, he lowered his head, took a step forward with his leg mechanically, a little shaky, and soon took another step forward with the other leg, obviously more stable than before, and could see that he was adjusting to this body.

"He's not fully in control of that body yet, we need to act quickly! My body is completely frozen, Mr. Yu, can you move? Yin Qianhou asked loudly.

Everyone understands this truth, but at this time, I am controlling the true qi in my body to rush into the sea of qi, and I really have no ability to act.

'Ding~~Ding~~'

After a period of hard work, Jin Ming finally rang the bell in his hand, and at the moment when he regained his mobility, he bent down and pulled out a black pistol from Yin Qianhou's waist, and fired several shots at the toddler soldiers.

I have to say that his marksmanship is really not very good, two shots in the abdomen, one in the shoulder, and the rest of the bullets got into the legs.

The warrior's body shook violently, and then his legs bent to his knees.

However, he quickly raised his head, "It's good, but it's not good enough, is this the trick of the Central Plains?" A bell? That's something I didn't think of before, and I should reward you. As he spoke, he waved his hand mechanically, and the middle-aged man who had just run a few steps froze again.

The soldier picked up a rifle from the ground, weighed it, and then made an aiming posture, and the target was Yin Qianhou, who was the first to speak just now.

"Is that how it works? Why doesn't it ring? ”

The crowd was silent.

He fiddled with it for a long time, and finally put his finger on the trigger, "That's right, remember, it will ring like this." ”

Just as he was about to shoot, Jin Ming shouted, "What do you mean by doing this, I am the one who injured you, why are you aiming at Qianhou, you have the ability to rush at me!" ”

The warrior crooked his mouth, turned the head of the gun around, and pulled the trigger.

With a 'bang', the middle-aged man fell crookedly, and the blood soon stained his shoulders red.

Yin Qianhou wanted to rush over to help, but after trying for a long time, he still couldn't move at all, so he had to scold, "You bastard, what kind of ability is it to deal with a middle-aged man who can't fight back, you kind of come at me!" ”

The warrior ignored him, just stared blankly at the spear in his hand, as if holding a very interesting toy, and fiddled with it for a while before saying to himself, "Why didn't you die, I was crooked?" But he was aiming at me just now, huh? ”

After half a sound, he suddenly raised his head, and said excitedly, "Ha, I know, it turned out to be a problem with the technique, he didn't shoot accurately, so he hit the shoulder, and it finally made sense." ”

After speaking, he pointed the muzzle of the gun at Yin Qianhou's head, "Try again and see how the results are." ”

Just as the soldier was about to shoot, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the scene in front of him, or something was missing.

He quickly reacted that there was one person missing, and the young man standing on the far left suddenly disappeared.

There was a sudden 'click' behind his ear, which sounded like a broken bone, and then his head tilted down.

I lifted the hand that slashed at his neck, swung it, and kicked him all over.

"Focusing too much on one thing will distract you from other things, to use a modern adjective, it's called a plaything, for example, now, I've gone around the back, but you haven't reacted, the price may not be affordable for you!" As he spoke, he plunged the Yin Sword straight into his back.

The whole set of movements was quite smooth, and the tip of the sword entered smoothly without a hint of lag, and the warrior twitched a few times, and then did not move at all.

"This hand is played beautifully, it is really a master disciple of Yuan Qingzhen, Jin admires it!" The middle-aged man grabbed his blood-stained shoulders and got up from the ground.

Yin Qianhou also regained his mobility, and after throwing a beam of grateful glances at me, he tore off his cuffs and bandaged the middle-aged man.

At this moment, my mood is not easy at all, after all, this warrior is just on the body, if I can expel the soul of the tomb owner, maybe I can save it, but just now, my brain was hot, and I was driven by the Yin Sword to kill directly.

Xiao Qing's voice sounded in his heart, "You didn't do anything wrong, that person's vitality was completely cut off the moment the white mist entered the body, even if he was expelled, he could only be a vegetative person." ”

"Besides, we can't be a little careless, even if the sword just now is so fast and the entry point is so perfect, but that guy's main soul still ran away, and it is really a difficult opponent."

To be honest, this is something I didn't expect before, obviously the Yin Sword has absorbed a large amount of negative energy from this body, but Xiaoqing said that it has not been eliminated. (To be continued.) )