Snort!

The bullet only made the eighteen elders in the distance stagnate slightly, and then ran again.

Just as Lin Yun was a little anxious to catch up, three strong men suddenly jumped out from three directions from a distance, stopping the eighteen elders who were running at once.

Seeing this, Lin Yun was not surprised and shouted as he ran: "Senior brother, you hold on, he ate the explosive pill, and he will wilt later." ”

It turned out that the three of them were the three senior brothers of the Black Earth Martial Arts Pavilion, and they all nodded when they heard Lin Yun's words.

"Look for death!" the Eighteenth Elder shouted anxiously and slapped a strong man who was handing him a fist.

As a result, the strong man flew out in response, and the other two were startled when they saw this, and hurriedly started fighting.

Lin Yun chased after him and surrounded the Eighteen Elders in an instant.

The Eighteen Elders rushed left and right, constantly repelling everyone, but they repelled one after another, and soon he was tired of coping with it, and his strength began to drop sharply.

Lin Yun slammed a punch into the opponent's head, and the eighteenth elder's strength dropped, and he was hit by a punch before he had time to react.

"Hum!" Suddenly, the eyes of the eighteenth elder burst out, and the whole person staggered, and just after reacting, one of Lin Yun's senior brothers slapped the other party's face.

"Papa!" The three senior brothers were addicted to playing, and they opened their bows left and right for half a minute.

Lin Yun saw that the situation was a little weird, and he was afraid that he would deceive him, so he punched the opponent in the chest, and instantly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the blood looked weirdly reddish-purple.

He was still struggling to open his confused eyes, and the whole person was abnormally flushed, as if he was returning to the light, and instantly forced the three senior brothers to retreat, taking the opportunity to run outside quickly.

Lin Yun was in a hurry, looked at the blocking bullet embedded in his chest, pulled it out at once, and threw it at the other party.

"Whew!" although his aim was not high, he was so close that he still hit the large area in the waist, causing him to fall to the ground.

He vomited a mouthful of blood and struggled to his feet.

Boom!!

Lin Yun walked over and raised his foot and kicked the back of the opponent's head, instantly opening his brain with a click.

"Bah!" A dangerous feeling came, and before Lin Yun could react, the eighteen elders in front of him were shot in the head.

The whole head was red and white, and it was faintly disgusting.

Lin Yun didn't care, but quickly groped around him, hoping to find the martial arts secrets on his body, but only found some banknotes and bank cards and empty green bottles.

After looking around, he picked up the soft sword on the ground before and pinned it to his body, and ignored the sharper long sword, which was regarded as a thank you gift for the help of the three senior brothers.

"Did you run away?" he looked up, and there was no one upstairs, and the walls of the building not far away were filled with screams and cries of gunshots.

There have been people from the Capture Fast Organization to appease, but the effect is not very good.

As for Xiao Lan, who was holding the sniper gun, she also trotted over to ask for credit, which made Lin Yun laugh for a while.

"By the way, the blocker on the opposite side has been caught by our people just now, and tomorrow he will be the culprit and push him to the Ximen vegetable market to publicly behead him. Xiao Lan seemed to have thought of something.

"Oh, that's great, if you have time, you should definitely check it out. Lin Yun also laughed when he heard that the blocker had been caught.

He laughed for a moment and looked at his tattered clothes again, which were completely like strip-shaped holes, and the clothes on his upper body were torn by the flesh of the bullets, and the bullet wound on his chest had formed a layer of blood scabs, and began to recover rapidly.

"How's it going?Lin Yun!" Ying'er also grabbed a pistol and walked over and asked.

The master and the others also rushed over from the carriage, praised Lin Yun for a few words, and then drove him away by several junior brothers of the martial arts hall, obviously wanting to protect him as soon as possible, lest the hall owner die and the black earth martial arts hall group of dragons was leaderless.

"It's okay, why are you here?" Lin Yun said with a smile: "I heard that they also have people in the fast hunting organization, so you guys will be fine like this!"

"What are you afraid of, we have a lot of forces in the Capture Rapid Organization, and they can't control here. Xiaolan didn't care.

Lin Yun took the shirt thrown by a senior brother and changed it on, it was a little uncomfortable to wear, after all, his martial arts practitioners didn't like this kind of slim style, but it was barely strong.

Finally, looking at the corpse on the ground, Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, completely relaxed his physical state, and let his body return to its original appearance.

This eighteenth elder is definitely a master at the same level as him, if he is young, his strength will be stronger, and if the two of them fight, at least if he wants to escape, a few people will really not be able to stop him.

After all, he is a strong man of the Huashan faction, and it is estimated that when he was young, his strength was about the same as that of the second core disciple of the Huashan faction, Mo De.

If it weren't for his old age and frailty, his physical fitness had decreased a lot, whether it was physical strength, strength, or explosion, he couldn't compare with the peak, and he would even be able to hit Lin Yun hard with the previous sword!

"This time I offended the Huashan faction.... There is also Maude, the second disciple of the Huashan faction. Han Hu, one of the twin swords in the south, a little-known junior disciple Maude and an eighteenth-ranked elder are so strong, Han Hu's strength is probably not simple. ”

Lin Yun roughly estimated the strength of the two sides, and became more and more jealous of the Huashan faction in his heart.

Needless to say, the Demon Gate is simply doing everything, using poison that even he is afraid of when he sees it, a sniper, and a marshmallow, there is a kind of all-encompassing appearance of three religions and nine streams, which is more vigilant than the Huashan faction.

"The Huashan faction is really hypocritical!" Lin Yun sneered. "I'm afraid you didn't think that the Eighteen Elders would die at my hands, thinking that at least they could escape at my hands, and wanted to make a nail here to contain us. ”

The Huashan faction is different from ordinary sects, among which there are many masters on the bright side, and there are many powerful underlying forces hidden in the shadows.

Not to mention the Demon Gate, if the hyena organization is just an underground force to steal, it occasionally dares to oppose the regional fast hunting organization.

That Demon Gate is simply blatantly opposing the entire Southern Righteous Path forces, all places have his forces, all places have his eyes and ears, and the entire Righteous Path needs to be combined to fight it.

Of course, the Sun Demon Gate is only the largest of them, and there are not many other Demon Dao sects, but they are not as united as the Righteous Dao Sect.

Unless the righteous path sects unite, these demon sects usually fight each other to the death.

He didn't know how many second-rate level masters like the Eighteenth Elder there were in the Huashan Sect, but as long as there were a few more, he wouldn't be able to withstand it.

His strength is no less than that of the Pavilion Advocate Yaoguang, and the other martial arts hall owners estimate that they also have this kind of strength.

And the Huashan faction and the demon sect are definitely not so simple, those masters, the Taishang elders, etc., must be stronger, even stronger than Han Hu, who is suspected of reaching the first-class realm.

This is obviously a gap in the level of cultivation, the Black Soil Breathing Method has been practiced by him to the pseudo-consummation realm, and in the face of the poor qualifications of the Huashan Mental Method, Mo De is only narrowly defeated.

And he has already faintly come to the end, and when he reaches the limit of this breathing method, how to go behind makes him a little confused.

"I don't want to think about it so much, wait until I have cultivated the anti-shock black soil fist of the breathing method to perfection!" Lin Yun shook his head, saw that Xiaolan had already helped him wrap the wound in a bandage at this time, smiled, and sat in the back of the car.

The car started quickly, slowly moving away from the train station, looking at the pedestrians walking and laughing around him, and all kinds of vehicles, as if all the previous crises were just an illusion.