“…… There are no bullets in their guns! ”

"No bullets?"

The four-eyed Taoist was stunned, and so was Uncle Jiu, if Ah Wei was not unconscious, he would definitely invite credit, but unfortunately, Ah Wei fainted.

Mortals are mortals after all, and they can't invite gods one after another, and Ah Wei is not Zhang Daring who has been drawn a rune.

Mr. Feng Shui's heart moved, and when he heard the sound of the empty gun, his face instantly became very ugly and looked at Zhao Zhengdao.

"I underestimated you, I didn't expect you to calculate so deeply at such a young age!"

"No way, times have changed!"

Zhao Zheng sighed, he actually didn't want to do this, but who made him feel that he couldn't stop twenty or thirty guns.

So, he took the time to go to the security team last night...... Zhao Zheng looked at the gun in Mr. Feng Shui's hand aimed at him in silence, the gun that belonged to Ah Wei!

Well, he's the only one who misses him!

The faces of the ninth uncle and the four-eyed Taoist changed slightly, and the two glanced at each other, and were about to act, only to see Mr. Feng Shui sneering.

"Haha, do you really think I don't know they don't have bullets in their guns? Young man, you're still too young! ”

Before the words are finished,

Boom......

Gunshots,

The Ninth Uncle Peachwood Sword had already struck, and the Four-Eyed Dao Master also drove the Copper Coin Sword to Zhao Zheng's side, but Zhao Zheng was faster than them.

The magic sword starts,

Draw your sword,

Clang......

A piercing collision of gold and iron sounded, Zhao Zheng flicked the sword without a trace, glanced at the bullet that was bounced aside, and pointed at the ground with a blank face holding the sword.

"Seven steps away, your gun isn't as fast as mine!"

If he didn't have a copper coin sword and a mahogany sword in front of him to protect his heart and head, then everything would look better.

“……”×2

Is your kid too arrogant?

The four-eyed Taoist chief glanced at Uncle Jiu, the copper coin sword swished, and Uncle Jiu opened his hand expressionlessly to withdraw the peachwood sword.

"Huh!"

Mr. Feng Shui sneered and opened the gun, and the sound of gunfire and the sound of gold and iron colliding with the bell kept ringing.

Zhao Zheng seemed to be transformed into a sword light swimming dragon, and the Tai Alpha Sword in his hand kept chopping or slashing or blocking the incoming bullets, and he saw that the four eyes were wide-eyed, and he kept making question marks.

“？？？”

Is this a new apprentice?

“……”

This is really a new apprentice!

Uncle Nine was dumbfounded and looked at Zhao Zheng, who had grown to such strength in just over a month since he had cultivated, he knew that Zhao Zheng's martial arts were stronger than Qiu Sheng, but this strength was too outrageous!

All the way to,

Syllable......

Mr. Feng Shui continued to pull the trigger, but there was no gunshot as the bullet missed, only a whooshing sound of breaking the air.

The bullet that was blocked back by Zhao Zheng's etheric alpha sword struck at Mr. Feng Shui's head at an even more terrifying speed.

Mr. Feng Shui's face was ugly, and he walked sideways to dodge, but where did he have enough space to dodge when he was in the high-altitude altar.

The sound of bullets cutting through flesh sounded, and Mr. Feng Shui's face was gloomy as he touched the painful ballistic blood marks on his face.

"I can't keep you!"

Syllable......

With a big hand slapping the altar, the small paper people who were originally lying on the Dharma table moved instantly, and at the same time, the people below who looked sluggish and those in the security team moved.

Just like Qiusheng and Wencai, who had been controlled before, they rushed towards Zhao Zheng and the others, and after doing this, Mr. Feng Shui did not stop moving, but pointed at the mini coffin on the table with his sword.

Bang......

The walls of the room on the side collapsed, the dust was raised, and when the masonry was flying, a dark coffin rushed horizontally.

The goal is directly aimed at Zhao Zheng!

"I'm coming!"

The four-eyed Taoist chief opened his mouth, took out the peach wood sword from the cloth bag he was carrying and rushed towards the pitch-black coffin, the ninth uncle nodded when he saw this, and just wanted to speak, he saw Zhao Zheng rushing towards the high-altitude altar behind the crowd and said.

"Master, he's handed it over to me!"

"Be careful!"

Uncle Jiu's words were concise and to the point, pinching the seal with one hand, and rushing towards the people rushing around him with the other hand, Mr. Feng Shui looked at Zhao Zhengdao, who was like a loach and rushed directly towards him from the crowd.

"The mantis arm is a car, not self-sufficient!"

Before the words fell, Mr. Feng Shui picked up the gossip mirror on the Dharma table with his big hand, and the gossip mirror turned into his hand and took it to the sky and Yuehua.

Take a picture of Zhao Zheng.

Sou......

A silver brilliance was like a sharp arrow, rushing towards Zhao Zheng at a terrifying speed, but before he could get close, he saw a rune paper attacking at a faster speed!

Boom......

An explosion lit up in mid-air, and Mr. Feng Shui glared at Uncle Nine angrily, and Uncle Nine smiled and casually put down a person who was controlled by Mr. Feng Shui.

However, in a few breaths, there were as many as seven or eight people down, and I saw that Mr. Feng Shui's pupils shrank and said darkly, why was Uncle Jiu so slow to beat Qiusheng and Wencai before!

"Are you hiding it?"

“……”

Hide your size,

I can't do it!

Uncle Nine rolled his eyes, and said after seeing Zhao Zhenghou, who was like a live loach passing through the crowd and holding a sword to the shelf under the altar.

"Ah, yes, yes, I hid it......"

"You...... Vile! ”

When Mr. Feng Shui saw Zhao Zheng, who was climbing up along the altar below, he panicked, picked up the lit Dharma lamp on the table, lifted the wick with one hand, and drank it after reciting the Vulcan mantra in his mouth, and then spit it out in his mouth.

Rumble......

A scorching flame attacked Zhao Zheng from top to bottom, and the speed was extremely fast, and it was not good to see that the four-eyed Dao Chang who was fighting zombies was secretly not good.

Uncle Jiu, who put down another person, looked at Zhao Zheng in the middle palace with an expressionless face.

“？？？”

The four-eyed Dao Chang who took the time to see it kept making question marks, what the hell, can the middle palace be redivided like this?!

"Ah......h

With the flames attacking, Zhao Zheng's terrible scream sounded, and just when Mr. Feng Shui's face was happy, and the secret revenge was avenged, his ears moved.

I felt a strong wind behind him, and just when he subconsciously turned his head, before he could turn around, he saw a dazzling golden light in the corner of his eye, and it lit up behind him violently.

It shook so much that he subconsciously wanted to close his eyes, but he couldn't help but say angrily after seeing that behind the golden light was Zhao Zheng, who was wielding a sword.

"Shameless!"

"Thank you, Ang!"

Zhao Zheng slashed with his sword, looked at the side of his body, and narrowly escaped his attack Mr. Feng Shui, and stepped on it heavily.

Click......

The sound of trees breaking sounded from the bracket under the altar, and Uncle Nine looked at the openings in the bracket under the altar that were cut out at some point, and his eyes shrank: "This kid has already reached this point before he goes up......"

After thinking about it, Uncle Nine got up and down, and after putting down the controlled people around him, he crossed the crowd and rushed towards the altar that collapsed with a bang.

"Master, don't come here!"

Zhao Zheng's voice came, and just as Mr. Feng Shui was still falling from the altar, he found that under the braziers on both sides of the road in the courtyard, pieces of rune paper burst out and sank into the brazier, extinguishing the flames that illuminated the courtyard, just when Mr. Feng Shui felt bad and was about to land.

Zhao Zheng, who took advantage of the force, appeared several pieces of rune paper around his body, one borrowed from the top to the bottom, but unfortunately he didn't know what it was called the palm technique that fell from the sky, otherwise he must let Mr. Feng Shui see what is called a sandbag-sized fist.

Uncle Nine watched Zhao Zheng, who was holding a sword falling from the sky and attacking Feng Shui, as soon as his steps were fast, he saw that the golden light on Zhao Zheng's body began to flash.

Uncle Jiu, who was shaking to Mr. Feng Shui, had uncomfortable eyes for a while, his heart was nauseous, his feet were unstable, and he almost fell.

The more shaky four-eyed Dao Chang looked at the zombie who was so frightened that he fled, turned his head and squinted, his expression was like eating a fly, and looked at Zhao Zheng, who was flickering like a bad light bulb.

"What kind of spell is this?"

What spells are so disgusting,

I still have this kind of spell in Maoshan?

Wait, how did Zhao Zheng manage to control those runes so far to extinguish the flames in the brazier, and the four-eyed Dao was stunned,

However, he was stunned, and his figure flickered, rushing towards the fleeing zombies. Mr. Feng Shui squinted his eyes, and looked at Zhao Zheng with an ugly face that the golden light on his body was flashing, and he was holding a sword falling from the sky, at this moment, he couldn't dodge!

And just when Zhao Zheng was about to approach, Mr. Feng Shui raised his big hand, his five fingers in the palm of his hand, and the blue thunder and light were intertwined, and he jumped out violently, and he saw that the face of the ninth uncle who was rushing changed his face.

"Rayfa ......"