"Amitabha!"

The middle-aged monk landed empty-handed, his face was sad or joyless, and he was not angry because of this, but held a sandalwood rosary and watched the blonde woman chant a Buddha name, no longer paying attention to the energy gun thrown into the air.

The same is true for the blonde woman, gently pulling out another desert/eagle staring at the middle-aged monk vigilantly, both of them have the same plan in their hearts, that is, to deal with each other first and then grab things, even if they don't kill each other, they will seriously injure them.

The war between the two of them here was about to break out, and Qin Fei and the others over there were also engaged in a scuffle to snatch the last energy gun.

The tall Ah San was the first to be impatient, and was the first to jump up and grab the energy gun thrown into the air, and Hou Jun also followed, flying up directly, grabbing the energy gun in the air without giving in.

"Yaga!" The mustache held the knife in both hands, perhaps because he hated Hou Jun more, jumped up and slashed at Hou Jun, Hou Jun was not good at borrowing strength in the air, and in the face of this knife, he could only choose to either take a knife or give up the opportunity to snatch the energy gun.

Qin Fei would not let the mustache succeed, lightly run, and then jumped and kicked the mustache's abdomen, ready to kick him away. However, the mustache is obviously not so easy to deal with, the person turned in the air, and the katana slashed down at Qin Fei's calf, this time to cut the whole leg with the sharpness of the katana, Qin Fei had to change the kick to kick, and kicked to the side of the katana, blocking the mustache's attack, and the plan of the two was stillborn at the same time.

After landing, Qin Fei stood behind Hou Jun and stared at the mustache vigilantly, so that he could not act rashly, lest he hinder Hou Jun's mission again.

At the same time, the battle in the air will also be divided into winners and losers, the tall Ah San relied on the advantage of height and hand length to reach the energy gun, Hou Jun was in a hurry when he saw this, and directly slashed at the arm of the tall Ah San with a poisonous snake blade, forcing him to stop.

At this moment, the Indian Ah San, who was dressed as a prince, flicked his sleeves, took the opportunity to throw out his flying claws, and directly grabbed the energy gun in the air.

"Damn!" Hou Jun didn't expect the other party to have this trick, and scolded hatefully.

However, accidents always happen inadvertently, and Prince Ah San, who had already turned around and was about to leave, suddenly stiffened, and the whole person seemed to be immobilized, his eyes became dull, and the energy gun fell from his hand.

"Hehe, let you taste the power of my god." Sakata, who fell behind, smiled coldly, holding a puppet-like thing in his hand and ordering at the place where the energy gun fell, "Quickly bring me something." ”

As Sakata's order came out, the energy gun that fell to the ground actually floated out of thin air and floated in the direction of Sakata, the speed was not very fast, it was about the same speed as an ordinary person's trot.

"What the hell is it? How can't you see. After Hou Jun landed, he was surprised and looked at the floating energy gun.

As the energy gun was snatched away, the Indian Ah San, who was dressed as a prince, immediately recovered from his sluggishness, and when he saw this, he was furious, reached out and took out a handful of white sand, and threw it into the air.

"Manifest!"

The white sand turned into specks of phosphorescence and vanished, revealing what was going on.

A little boy with a pale face, like a little ghost in a curse, was exposed, his feet did not touch the ground, floating forward more than ten centimeters above the ground, still holding the energy gun in his hand.

"Damn! It turned out to be visible and hidden sand. Sakata was stunned, as if he didn't expect that India Ah San still had this kind of prop in his hand to break the stealth, and glared at the latter resentfully.

"Wave Punch!"

Seeing that his companion had broken the other party's invisibility, the tall Ah San punched the little ghost in the air, and a milky white qigong wave flew out of his fist, accurately hitting the little ghost who was rushing to Sakata's side not far away.

The imp let out a terrible howl, turning into a ray of light and burrowing back into the puppet in Sakata's hand, and the energy gun fell to the ground at the same time.

"Damn, it's a little ghost!" Hou Jun was startled at first, and then relieved.

Ghosts and spirits are the onmyoji's forte, and the onmyoji cultivates them into their own "Shikijin" by subduing ghosts, and Shikigami has both human-shaped ghosts and beast-shaped ghosts, which are generally divided into two categories, namely auxiliary and attack. Most of the auxiliary gods have invisible abilities and do not have direct attacks, and can only mentally intimidate opponents through illusions and other means. Offensive gods are the opposite, basically do not have stealth abilities, but they are very vicious and can directly attack others.

"Be careful!"

Qin Fei reminded him, and he was in a hurry, it turned out that the mustache avoided everyone's attention when everyone was attracted by that little ghost, sneaked around behind Hou Jun, and suddenly launched a fatal blow, but the distance between Qin Fei and Hou Jun was four or five meters away, and there was nothing he could help at all.

"Ghost Slash!"

The sharp katana was wrapped in a cloud of black sword qi, and there seemed to be thousands of ghosts in the black sword qi who were screaming terribly, grabbing people's hearts.

"Stupid pig, die!"

Seeing that Hou Jun was about to be cut in two, and his life was whimpering, the mustache let out a happy sneer.

"Magic Shield."

At the critical moment, Han Mengxue scolded coquettishly, raised one hand at Hou Jun, and a light blue energy barrier instantly wrapped Hou Jun, resisting the attack of the ghost slash at the last moment.

The light blue shield broke, and at the same time, it also neutralized the attack of the ghost slash, Hou Jun came to his senses and broke out in a cold sweat, and turned around to see the mustache that was bounced off by the energy shield.

"I'll rub your mother's little Japan!"

Hou Jun escaped death, and immediately became furious, and showed his newly learned "Shadow Poison" skill, and suddenly the poisonous snake blade was covered with a layer of green light, and the hideous shape of the weapon looked like a poisonous snake spitting apricots, making the mustache look solemn and fearful. At this time, any words are meaningless, only a battle can vent the anger in his heart, Hou Jun rushed forward without saying a word, and the two fought back and forth.

Seeing that Hou Jun was out of danger, Qin Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and once again focused his eyes on the energy gun that fell to the ground, and the same was true of the tall Indian Ah San on the side, and at the same time he stared at Qin Fei vigilantly, and Ah San, who was dressed as another prince, also walked over to this side, and the two of them faintly formed a circle around Qin Fei.

Qin Fei was faintly nervous in his heart, Qin Fei didn't have much grasp in the situation of one against two, not to mention that the fluctuating fist of the tall Ah San just now also made Qin Fei feel jealous, Xiaopang and Han Mengxue saw this scene and hurriedly approached this side, but the frightened two Indians took a few steps back, and they didn't dare to make a move for a while.

However, Qin Fei only had a wry smile in his heart, his family knew his own affairs, neither of them had any means of attack, and their own attributes were not high, plus Han Mengxue's magic shield had already been used once just now, and now at most, he could only scare the other party in terms of quantity, and it would be troublesome until the two Indians found out that the two were paper tigers at all.

Qin Fei and the others here were tense, and the blonde woman and the middle-aged monk were filled with gunsmoke, and the images of the two were no longer as bright as they had reverted.

The blonde woman's hair was messy, and her body was covered with dust, which was nothing, and the middle-aged monk was even more miserable than her, not only was her clothes messy and dusty, but her lower abdomen was also covered with a blood flower, the blood flowed, and her face was pale.

"Bursting bombs!"

The blonde beauty screamed, only to see a bullet wrapped in white light ejected from the desert/eagle, and the middle-aged monk was startled, and immediately held the rosary and folded his hands.

"Vajra Protector."

The middle-aged monk showed a defensive skill, and a golden Buddha phantom shrouded it, and the white light bullet whistled through, making a whistling sound like a missile bombardment, instantly hitting the Buddha's phantom, and an explosion made the Buddha's phantom shake a few times and fade a little. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of the middle-aged monk's mouth, and he was stunned to prevent the Buddha's phantom from disappearing.

Seeing this situation, the blonde woman snorted coldly, as if she was not surprised, she pulled the trigger calmly, shot while retreating, and suppressed the fire by shooting with both hands crossed, always maintaining a distance of about six or seven meters between herself and the middle-aged monk, not letting him get close, but the bullets fired were not wrapped by the force, which belonged to the ordinary means of attack of firearms.

Such an attack is difficult to form an effective kill in the face of a middle-aged monk who has performed the body protection skill, and can only suppress the opponent's momentum and prevent being close to the opponent.

Once the physical resistance of the apocalypse exceeds 20 points, even if there is no help from defensive skills and equipment, it is difficult for ordinary pistol bullets to hurt it, not to mention that the Indian monk has also shown a defensive skill, even if it is a more powerful sniper rifle, he can't help it, of course, this kind of thing is not absolute, if ordinary bullets hit the same position continuously, it can still hurt the apocalypse, but with the enhancement of the attributes of the apocalypse, the effect of ordinary guns and bullets will become more and more useless, until finally the conventional guns are useless.

However, this does not mean that the gunman is weak, but the problem of firearms, after all, the desert/eagle in the blonde woman's hand only belongs to the category of ordinary firearms, and on top of ordinary firearms, there is also the Force firearm, a weapon that can combine the Force attack with the bullet attack, and there is also the Force Bullet that is used with the Force firearm, and the combination of the two is extraordinary.

In fact, in the apocalypse space, the gunner is a bit of a special profession, the means of attack are extremely dependent on the guns in the hand, the Force firearm is the main offensive weapon of the gunner in the Apocalypse space, whether a gunner uses an ordinary firearm or the Force firearm, the gap between the two is naturally incomparable.

The Indian monk dodged the bullet attack as much as possible, while constantly rushing forward, trying to close the distance between him and the blonde woman, and the bullet that could not be avoided resisted against the Vajra body, and seeing the bullets of the desert/eagle empty, the middle-aged monk finally waited for the opportunity to fight back.

"King Kong Fist."

"Dead bald, do you think the old lady will give you this chance?"

Seeing the Indian monk rushing up, the blonde beauty smiled coldly, rolled on the spot to dodge the attack of this punch, and at the same time retreated the empty magazine in the process of rolling, and when she got up, she had replaced the two new magazines, which had to make people sigh that it was amazing.

However, at this time, the Indian monk was less than two meters away from her position, but the blonde woman did not panic at all, and raised her right hand to change the magazine of the desert/Eagle pointed at the middle-aged monk's heart and showed a mocking smile, and her red lips lightly opened:

"Armor-piercing bullets!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged monk's pupils shrank suddenly, revealing a frightened face. He had tried the taste of this armor-piercing bullet before, and the middle-aged monk who had the Vajra Protector didn't pay attention to the blonde woman's firearm skill attack at first.

However, the blast bomb shook the confidence of the middle-aged monk, although the burst bomb skill could not break through the defense of the vajra body at all, but the impact of the violent force explosion could shock his internal organs, making him put away his contempt.

However, the next thing is not a matter of shaking confidence, but a matter of almost dying, the armor-piercing bullet seems to be specifically aimed at his defensive skills, directly breaking through the middle-aged monk's defensive skills, and opening a bloody hole in his lower abdomen, fortunately, although the armor-piercing bullet has excellent defense-breaking ability, the power is not as good as the bursting bullet, and it does not hit the vital point only to seriously injure him but it is not fatal.

Whether it is a burst bullet or an armor-piercing bullet, it is not a special bullet for steel armor on the earth, but a skill, but this skill is far more powerful than a special bullet, which not only contains the characteristics of penetrating steel armor, but also can specifically break the force armor, this skill can make the ordinary bullet fired with a special ability, which is the only way for the gunman to defeat the enemy.

Therefore, when he heard the nightmarish sound of "armor-piercing bullet" again, the middle-aged monk was so frightened that his butt urinated, not to mention that this shot was aimed at his heart, and if he was hit at such a close distance, he would definitely die.

The middle-aged monk put away the vajra fist and forcibly stopped the momentum, twisted his body with the strength of milk, and tried to avoid this shot, but he was hit without accident, but because of the relatively timely dodge, this shot failed to hit the vital point, and a bloody hole was opened in the middle-aged monk's left shoulder, and the powerful kinetic energy carried by the bullet directly knocked the middle-aged monk back three or four meters away and fell to the ground.

After falling, the middle-aged monk didn't dare to look back at all, so he rolled directly, dodged the next series of bullets, and then used his hands and feet together, quickly crawled to the back of the sarcophagus and shrank his head, he was really frightened, and quickly shrank behind the sarcophagus and called for help to the other two Indians.

"Summit, help me!"

The tall Indian, who was approaching Qin Fei and the others, looked back when he heard the words, and found the embarrassed middle-aged monk, who looked at another Indian in some disbelief, and said:

"Quickly retreat, Master Asen is in danger, let's go over and help!"

The Indian dressed as a prince nodded, and the two of them slowly retreated, staring at Qin Fei and the others vigilantly to prevent being attacked from behind, and only turned around and left quickly after exiting the dangerous distance.

After the two of them left, Qin Fei breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Don't be desperate for the time being, little fatty, quickly bring the energy gun." ”