The size of the strange soldier's palm, in the shape of a "factory", the whole body is made of 100 forged steel, the whole body is painted black, the handle is wrapped by an unknown animal skin, there is a meniscus exciter above the handle, the dagger on the upper body of the strange soldier is long, and at the very front, you can see a round eye the size of a copper coin. And this miracle soldier is exactly - a self-defense pistol built by Zhao Mu and sent to the master!

Now the gun is there, but the deceased has passed away, and Zhao Mu is a little upset.

"This is really a gift from my master, and I not only know how to use it, but I also know how to build it. But..."

"But what?" When Wang Juechu heard that there was a drama, he swallowed his saliva and asked impatiently.

"But why should I tell you this nonsense?"

Everyone was furious, and before they could speak, they saw Zhao Mu turn into an afterimage, and when he found his body again, he was already behind the ugly old man before.

Zhao Mu flipped his palm, took out a pistol with a brush, pointed the muzzle at the ugly old man, and said, "Don't you want to know how to use it?" I'll tell you. With that, he opened the safety and pulled the trigger.

The crowd just listened to "Bang! With a bang, I saw the old man's head bloom, and he collapsed to the ground, motionless, and died.

Someone exclaimed, "True Qi Protector, Grandmaster Master!" "It turned out that the blood that the old man was splashed by the gunshot, but it was magically suspended next to Zhao Mu, and this was one of the signs of the grandmaster - the internal qi turned into true qi, and the body was detached!

He's only ten years old, how can he be a grandmaster? What a wickedness! Just when everyone's three views were shattered, regretting that they shouldn't have been so reckless, regardless of eating to lead to such a killing god.

Zhao Mu then moved again, and between the rabbit and the falcon, he knocked Wang Juechu, who was still sitting in the first place, into the air with one palm, and then slowly sat down.

Zhao Mu looked around and found that everyone was looking at each other, showing fear, and said coldly: "My master has been born and died for the Seven Xuanmen over the years, and he has worked diligently. Now he has sacrificed his life for the sect, and his bones are not cold. Just because of a weapon, you coerced and lured a young son at this funeral, I really chilled for my master! Lord Wang, take a good look at the Seven Xuanmen you lead, but there is still a trace of the shadow of a famous and decent family, which is no different from the Wild Wolf Gang where the horse bandits became a family. ”

Zhao Mu's righteous words, Wang Juechu was already ashamed, and he was embarrassed to be said all of a sudden. However, the hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, but the wealth has moved people's hearts since ancient times.

Zhao Mu looked at the master who was often mentioned by the master in the past, and the master who had a lot of support in his words was like a lost dog, and said to everyone with a sigh: "I will announce three things now. First, during the seven-day suspension of the spirit, the whole faction wore vegetarian food, was not allowed to drink and have fun, looked for a treasure of feng shui, and buried my teacher. ”

At this time, people are bound to be strong, and everyone has nothing to do when they hear it.

"Second, after the funeral, raise the power of the Seven Xuanmen to wash the Wild Wolf Gang in blood. For the time being, I will act as the head of the Hundred Forging Hall. Zhao Mu paused, thinking that the grandmaster had an internal qi protection body, and the firearm was no threat to him, so he continued: "I will arrange to build strange soldiers in batches, and lend them to you for use, and if you are excellent in exterminating the Wild Wolf Gang, I will give him the strange soldiers after the war." In addition, if there is a great meritorious, I will give him the method of weapon building, and it is not impossible. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's careful thoughts, which had been extinguished, came alive again.

This kind of strange weapon, when used properly, can kill first-class martial artists by surprise, and first-class martial artists are already elders, door masters and the like, so why worry about the family not being happy to inherit this weapon. Not to mention, there is still a chance to obtain the method of refining this weapon. If you really get this method, the world is so big that you can't stand anywhere.

Thinking of this, everyone's hearts were hot, and they couldn't immediately kill the Wild Wolf Gang.

"Third..."

"Wait!"

Zhao Mu was about to speak, but was interrupted by an old man in white.

The old man in white, with an old face, about seventy, but his body was quite strong, holding a sharp sword and standing at the door of the lobby at some point.

"Elder Taishang!" The Lord of the Royal Gate and several other deputy Sect Masters said in unison.

Wang Juechu stood up from the ground, thinking about the legendary life of Elder Taishang.

Elder Taishang was originally a disciple of the Seven Xuanmen Inner Sect, when he was young, he was mediocre, until the year of his establishment, he was only a second-rate martial artist, and later it was said that he was chased and killed by the enemy, but he did not die after jumping off the cliff, and when he came back, he was already a first-class peak master, and within a few years, he achieved innateness. In order to expand the sect, at that time, one person and one sword were killed in the entire Jingzhou, laying a solid foundation for the hegemony of the Seven Xuanmen for more than 40 years.

This old man has a fiery temper, and he has been immersed in the innate realm for more than 40 years, and he is now a master of the congenital peak!

Wang Juechu tidied up his sleeves, ran quickly to the old man, first saluted, when he lowered his head, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and when he raised his head, he suddenly pointed at Zhao Mu with his finger, and said loudly: "Please also ask Elder Taishang to help me take down this thief from the Seven Xuanmen, cut off his limbs, and spare his life to set an example." ”

Hearing this, Elder Taishang looked at Wang Juechu deeply. In fact, he came a long time ago, and he also saw the cause and effect of this matter clearly.

Although he was particularly contemptuous of this sect master, he thought that his time was short, and he promised his apprentice, the old Wang sect master, to protect his sect inheritance, so he was ruthless and prepared to solve this young sect master in order to eliminate future troubles.

Hearing Wang Juechu's vicious words, Zhao Muzhi looked calm, after all, he had experienced many similar things in his previous life, and people's hearts were sinister.

When the war was about to break out, Zhao Mu took the lead. I saw that he was holding a pistol in each hand, and the bullets were shooting at Wang Juechu like tongues of fire.

Seeing this, Elder Taishang dodged and blocked in front of Wang Juechu, protecting the internal qi to activate, and the bullet that was originally like a broken bamboo was easily hindered by the qi wall, and fell to the ground after losing kinetic energy, clanging.

Zhao Muben didn't think that the firearms could be effective, so he put away the two guns after the bullets were fired.

On the other side, Elder Taishang came to Zhao Mu like a dragonfly in water, and was about to cut off Zhao Mu's left hand with a sword, when suddenly there was a sharp pain in the right hand holding the sword, but it was Zhao Mu who moved and smashed his wrist with a punch.

Zhao Mu took advantage of the victory to pursue, fists, palms, elbows, and finally a left whip leg swept the old man back to the entrance of the lobby. The old man at the entrance of the hall just wanted to struggle, but after a mouthful of old blood spurted out, he completely drove west.

Wang Juechu looked at the legend of the past, but he didn't know whether he was beaten by Zhao Mu in a few breaths, so he immediately knelt on the ground and cried bitterly: "Zhao...".

Before he could beg for mercy, Zhao Mu waved his hand, and a bullet shell shot through his head.

The lobby was suddenly silent!

Zhao Mu sat down, crossed his hands, leaned back on the chair, and looked like: "Third..."