The bullet sliced through a short distance of ten meters, sending a fleeting flash of light in the air.

But the imaginary scene of Ah Bing falling to the ground did not happen.

In the blink of an eye, he dodged a bullet sideways!

Not only did he dodge the bullet, but he even had the strength to pull Qi Yuntian behind him, so that he could avoid this blow as well!

Lekma on the other side looked down at his gun in some surprise.

"No reason? Crooked? ”

Just when he was surprised, Ah Bing had already pushed Qi Yuntian towards Zhang Biao's side.

"Optimistic about Boss Qi!"

Leaving this sentence, a murderous aura flashed in Ah Bing's eyes, and he strode towards Lekma.

A fierce glint flashed in Lekma's eyes, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Ah Bing's head, and the trigger was pulled again and again!

But at this time, Ah Bing is no longer the little martial artist when Qin Lan was kidnapped last time, he is now a real martial arts seventh-stage powerhouse, barely a small half-step martial king!

In fact, there is no need for such a high realm at all, as long as it is above the martial spirit realm, its reflex power is enough to dodge bullets.

The speed of the bullets fired by this ordinary pistol is not as fast as the fists of the Wu team when they train the soldiers.

Even take a step back, but anyone who has practiced to the martial spirit realm, as long as he is not hit to a critical position, it is no problem to resist a few bullets.

And the reason why Master Cao was put down with one shot is not that the martial artist is useless, but that he is really a parallel commodity.

Bang bang!

Gunshots rang out in the middle of the field, and Lekma slammed the trigger on Bing's head.

But Ah Bing's understatement flashed his head, and even when it came to the last meter, Lekma fired almost at his forehead, and it was also flashed by Ah Bing's head!

At that moment, the contempt in the eyes of Lekma and the people around him turned to fear.

But it was too late, and with a single slapp, the gun in Lekma's hand became a part, scattered and flew out to the side, and even the palm of Lekma was cracked to the bone.

His body turned around for half a circle, and before he could react, Ah Bing raised his foot and kicked it sideways, kicking it upside down and flying out on the spot!

The companions around him seemed to be a little sluggish, and only then did they hurriedly touch their hands to their waists, apparently trying to pull out their guns.

But Ah Bing won't give them any chance at all, kicking and kicking, and knocking down one with one move.

Although these big brothers have fierce faces and strong physiques, they are just a group of ordinary people after all.

In front of a professional warrior like Ah Bing, he is completely vulnerable.

When Ah Bing dealt with them, he could only say that he was chopping melons and vegetables.

Although I don't know when I grew to this state, Ah Bing is really cool at the moment, and I feel like I am abusing vegetables.

After eight lightning strikes, Lekma and the people around him all fell to the ground.

And yet at this moment.

Bang!

Ah Bing's fist in the air was actually caught.

He was immediately stunned, and when he looked closely, he found that there was a guy with a gray hood who had not spoken the whole time, standing behind Lekma all the time, and it was he who blocked the blow of Ah Bing.

The man was dressed very strangely, wearing a wide burqa to hide his thin figure, and his appearance was deeply hidden under the hood.

"Warrior?"

Ah Bing was slightly shocked in his heart, and subconsciously took half a step back.

And the man under the hood in front of him suddenly let out a burst of extremely hoarse and ugly laughter:

"Assert ......"

"You little guy is really a good seedling, tsk, look at this appearance, it looks like me, it's simply born for my Holy Sect."

As he spoke, the man looked up.

But this lift made Ah Bing's frightened heart miss on the spot!

The person in front of him, although he had eyes, nose and mouth, his skin was very white, and the white was extremely strange.

If I had to describe it, it would be like the little boy in the curse, just ...... There was no blood on his face.

In particular, the eyes, like the little boy, were pitch black and bottomless.

In short, it looks like a dead man.

The key is that this guy is still bald, and he has no eyebrows, and he adds a bit of Voldemort's flavor to the face of a dead man.

Ah Bing's heart was furious, and his lips trembled for a moment before he scolded: "What kind of thing is this, who looks like you!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Ah Bing suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He recalled that Qi Yuntian had said that his appearance had changed, and the people around him always looked at him with a strange gaze, and now the bald head said that he looked like him......

He quickly took out his phone and took a picture at the camera.

Boy!

Because of the fire on the Giant God Peak before, his hair and eyebrows had already been burned to the ground!

"Damn, no wonder I always feel cold on my head today."

Ah Bing stared at the phone with a gloomy face, but Lekma, who had just been kicked out by him, half-sat up from the ground again, pointed at Ah Bing with resentment, and shouted at the bald head: "Lord Deacon, this kid is bad for me, kill him!" ”

The bald head called the deacon glanced back at him, but he didn't pay attention to it, but turned his head to Ah Bing and showed a terrifying smile: "Young man, put aside here today in advance, are you interested in talking to me?" ”

Ah Bing, who had just put away his mobile phone, stared at him with a wary expression: "What do you want to talk to me about?" ”