Chapter 17: The Seven Sons of the Earth

Xia Fan threw Xiao Ke's body out to fend off the dense bullets, while he himself rolled down the ground and fell into the deep ditch behind.

"Puff puff ......"

Bullets hit the ground, splashing large clouds of dust.

Xia Fan hid in a deep ditch, felt his legs numb, reached out and touched it, and his hands were covered with blood. He felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly checked it, but fortunately, he was only grazed by the bullet and did not hurt his muscles and bones. Suddenly, his heart moved, the muscles at the wound contracted rapidly, and the surging blood miraculously stopped.

"It seems that I have broken through again, my control over the muscles and blood of my body has been enhanced again, and ordinary minor injuries can stop bleeding even without medication. ”

He secretly rejoiced that the control of blood was very subtle, and it was also a great challenge for evolutionaries. The fact that he was able to make a breakthrough in this area shows that genetic evolution has reached a new level. The only thing to worry about is that the environment in front of him is quite unfavorable for him, and the rapid-fire machine gun in Scarman's hand is especially threatening, and he must find a way to break through.

"Ahh A terrible scream suddenly rang out.

What's the situation?

Xia Fan hurriedly poked his head out, and saw a black figure shuttling quickly between the scar man, the speed was terrifying, and with his eyesight, he could only see the afterimage. And the thugs beside Scar Man and King Kong fell down one after another, and they couldn't lock on to the ghost-fast shadow when they shot indiscriminately.

It's such a terrible body style, this kind of speed is estimated to be more than five times that of running with all his strength, and the sensitivity is far beyond himself.

In the blink of an eye, Scar Man and the others were all knocked down, the guns were shattered, and they were lying on the ground groaning in pain, and the figure finally stopped, revealing a familiar face.

It's her?

When Xia Fan saw the person coming, a warmth swelled up in his heart - the blood shadow had taken action in person. At this time, the blood shadow was wearing black leather pants and a jacket, and he looked very capable, like an unsheathed sword, with a sharp edge.

"Okay, everyone is solved, come out!" The voice of the blood shadow was loud, not the slightest delicate, but it was extremely crisp and beautiful.

Xia Fan turned over and asked in surprise, "Curator...... Why are you here?"

Huang Feng ran over from behind the blood shadow excitedly: "Boss, it's the curator I called to inform. ”

"So that's the case," Xia Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Huang Feng and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's fine. I was not injured when I was protected by airbags when I overturned, and although the window glass was broken, it did not affect me. Huang Feng said with a grin.

"That's good. Xia Fan nodded secretly, the target of Scar Man and King Kong was mainly himself, he didn't poison Huang Feng, and turned to Blood Shadow, "Curator, thank you!"

"Even if I don't make a move, they won't be able to stop you if you want to escape. However, you really impressed me, the evolutionary just now, who had the strength to challenge the third-order master of the Black Stage, actually died at your hands. Moreover, your last trick is very sharp, picking up a human head like a bag, where did you learn it?"

"I realized it from the Inheritance Tablet. Xia Fan replied truthfully.

"Why don't I remember. Oh, you can make something out of nothing, and you can feel moves that have never been recorded from the inscription, and your understanding is very high. I think you're very pleasing to the eye, and I think you're a lot like my brother when he was younger. Don't call me the curator in the future, just call me Sister Tang!" Blood Shadow looked him up and down carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and he actually said like this.

"Don ...... Sister?" Xia Fan was stunned.

"Blood Shadow is just my code name, not my real name. My real surname is Tang and my name is Ziyi. Born into a family of tomb robbers. It's just that now, I'm the only one left in the family. Speaking of this, there was a trace of sadness in the eyes of the blood shadow, and the sadness was so solemn that it was heart-wrenching.

Xia Fan's heart was hot, and he blurted out: "Sister, I will be your relative in this world in the future." ”

"Good brother. Tang Ziyi hid the sad emotion, smiled, and lost the color, "I think you have excellent qualifications and bones, and your future achievements will definitely be above me." In time, we may be able to catch up with the seven strongest evolutionaries in the world. ”

"The Seven Strongest Evolutionaries?"

"Yes, they are collectively known as the Seven Sons of the Earth. Each of them is at the pinnacle of evolutionaries, and their strength is strong enough to sweep away a well-equipped army. ”

"So powerful, who are they?"

"There are two people in our heavenly country, namely Wu Tianji, the director of the Tianji Martial Arts Hall, and Liu Changsheng, the hundred-year-old Taoist of Wudang Mountain. ”

"There is one man in India, the ancient yoga master Modi. ”

"There are two people in Europe, Farrell, the god of Mount Olympus, and Gibson the werewolf. ”

"There are also two people in North America, boxing champion Harry and magician Cleveland. ”

"There are seven of them, and any one of them has a genetic perfection of more than 10%, even in their respective countries, they also have a transcendent status. Whether it is the military or the locality, the resources at their disposal are beyond your imagination. ”

Tang Ziyi's eyes showed a strong light, obviously for such a strong person, his heart was very yearning.

"The genetic perfection is more than 10%, no wonder our Heavenly Kingdom has built Tianji Martial Arts Halls in various places over the years. Even in some remote places, there are branches of the Tianji Martial Arts Pavilion. Sister, have you ever fought with that Wu Tianji?" Xia Fan couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Handed it over once. Tang Ziyi nodded.

"What is the result?" Xia Fan was filled with great curiosity.

"At that time, I had just broken through to the ninth order of the Black Rank and entered a completely different realm, which was what you called the Transcendent Stage. I was full of self-confidence, and I went directly to the Tianji Martial Arts Hall to fight against Wu Tianji. That time, I really saw how powerful that man was. He was like a towering mountain, and in front of him, I had no hope of victory. Speaking of this, a trace of loneliness appeared on Tang Ziyi's face.

Xia Fan's heart was shocked beyond measure, with Tang Ziyi's super strength, he couldn't shake Wu Tianji at all. What kind of situation has the seven sons of the earth evolved?

"Brother, don't be discouraged, with your qualifications and intelligence, maybe you will be able to have the status of the seventh son of the earth in the future. By the way, who are these people, how could they ambush you halfway?" Tang Ziyi changed his words and asked.

Since the two have recognized their sister and brother, Xia Fan has no need to hide it, so he explained to Tang Ziyi how he had a grudge with Wang Chenjie and other things.

"Crazy Professor Wang Hui, I know this person, he often does some murderous experiments and mutilates people's lives, and he has long been included in the must-kill list by several of our martial arts halls. Unexpectedly, Wang Tao's father and son in the dungeon dared to hide this person, and secretly supported him in conducting inhumane live experiments. Brother, don't worry, this trouble sister will solve it for you. A murderous aura appeared on Tang Ziyi's face.

Xia Fan was overjoyed in his heart, his sister was not only a super stage master, but also the director of the Blood Shadow Martial Arts Pavilion, her energy was so great, even if it was extremely incomparable to that martial arts, it was definitely not difficult to deal with the black forces of a mere dungeon.