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Chapter 122: Courting Death

Above the Qiuye Animation House, a sharp muzzle ejaculated from the pitch-black muzzle, but the subtle sound was quickly swallowed up by the noisy noise below.

"Caesar, lie down!"

Shen Zifan was warned that the golden light in his left pupil seemed to pierce the purple contact lens and gushed out. At the critical moment, he didn't even have time to call out the word "senior".

Hearing Shen Zifan's urgent roar, Caesar quickly bent his legs and leaned on the ground. Before Shen Zifan entered school, he had always maintained the record of Cassel Academy's reaction ability test. Even among the mixed-race A-level bloodline, Caesar was considered a well-deserved leader, so even if he was dragging heavy props and armor now, he could still react that ordinary people could not achieve.

asshole!

The Yan Ling·The Realm Pupil is turned on, and the picture that should have happened a few seconds later appeared in the golden pupils of Shen Zifan’s left eye.

Caesar leaned over and avoided the fatal blow of the bullet. The bullet rubbed his blonde hair, but penetrated the body of a little boy with his hands raised and his face full of smiles.

Since he has seen it, Shen Zifan will never allow such a tragedy to happen!

But he couldn't pull out the knife from the black umbrella here.

This was Shen Zifan's first reaction. He was sure to use the black knife in the reverse blade to split the bullet. After being split by the blade, the bullet will be shortened in two pieces, but its kinetic energy will not be much weaker.

There are bustling crowds around, that is to say, the two bullets are likely to be shot into the crowd at an unpredictable angle, and the probability of injury or death is high. Shen Zifan cannot bet on the lives of innocent people!

Then there is only one option left, which is this set of Langke Jianxin's prop sword. Qiuye Animation House cannot use the real sword of the real sword as props, otherwise the store should have been reported and collapsed, but they did not use plastic toy knives to make inferior products.

It should be said not to mention it. The props in this store's C-suit props were made early, so Shen Zifan had a steel knife that had not yet been cut.

He jumped high and jumped to the top of Caesar's head. Heimura Jianxin's weapon was imitated by the reverse blade sword. The Zhendao was pulled out of the slender and dark scabbard by Shen Zifan. The shiny blade reflected a dazzling light under the sunlight. Shen Zifan's arms and waist were tense, holding the steel knife tightly with one hand, and holding the blade tightly from behind with the other hand.

He wanted to use the cross-section of the blade to catch it, or to stop the bullet, and he would never let this deadly weapon pass through him and penetrate into the crowd!

The huge metal crossing sound was very abrupt. In Shen Zifan's eyes, he saw a line. The pitch-black bullet shot straight from above the Qiuye Animation House with a diagonal line. Shen Zifan successfully drew his sword and intercepted it in mid-air.

The huge force shocked his tiger's mouth and made Shen Zifan breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not a heavy sniper rifle. If it was Barrett M82A1 heavy sniper rifle or NTW-20 heavy sniper rifle, would he be able to stop the bullet? Another thing is that at least the huge recoil force would dislocate his arms or even break his bones.

"What a quick figure, I couldn't see clearly when he jumped up. It's so handsome, Lord Jianxin is so handsome!"

"By the way, have you heard a harsh sound? I just saw a little black insult on the sword of Himemura Sinxin."

"No matter what his voice or shadow, the focus should not be that this Coser not only has a very high restoration degree from Master Jianxin, but also can use decent moves! If I remember correctly, this should be Lord Jianxin's Long Xiang Shan! It turns out that compared with Lord Ukyo and Lord Gilgamesh, it is still higher than Lord Himemura Kenxin's competition!"

Although the friction between the bullet and the steel knife was very loud, it could not withstand the cheers of the crowd below, especially when seeing Kenshin Himezu jumping high with lightning speed and slashing. The snow-white blade body and the chic figure perfectly interpreted the image of Kenshin Himezu in the hearts of every fan!

So apart from Shen Zifan and the other two, few people present noticed the deadly dark bullet.

"Mr. Jianxin!"

"Mr. Jianxin!"

Without exception, both Ukyo Kirika and Gilgamesh fans have joined the camp that supports Lord Himemura Kenshi. If Shen Zifan and the three of them are beautiful, and the high-quality clothing and makeup of Akiha Anime satisfy their fantasies about these anime characters, then Shen Zifan jumped and slashed as if he really took them back to the painting of the last year of the shogunate.

In the late years of the shogunate, the red-haired Ronke was like a ghost, and whenever he swung his sword, a fine and sticky red rain would fall in the sky. When the enemy had almost fallen, the Ronke jumped high, and the remaining general saw the iconic cross scar on the Ronke's face. Often, before the name of "Badaozhai" was said, a red thread was tied around his neck, which stuck the three nightmares-like words in his throat. What oozed out of his mouth was not human words but crimson blood. After completing the veritable 100-person slash, Ronke wiped his reverse blade knife and then put his sword back into the sheath.

This is the "Thousand People Slashing the Badaozhai", named Himemura Jianxin. Himemura Jianxin's sword is a sword that has been tempered for thousands of times, and Shen Zifan's sword in his heart is also a sword that insists on cutting off everything. If anyone in modern times can truly interpret the lonely but powerful swordsman, it just so happens that Shen Zifan is the most suitable!

The people who saw Shen Zifan slashing and slashing were so excited that they rushed to Shen Zifan's voting machine, rushing to give their precious votes to the swordsman he liked.

So Shen Zifan's votes exceeded Chu Zihang's Juyukin and Caesar's Gilgamesh in a rapid manner, and it was still rising rapidly.

But Shen Zifan and the other two were obviously not at this point. They were all mixed-race species that could be called the ace commissioner of Kassel Academy. Chu Zihang glanced at a black shadow falling in the air and quickly grabbed it before it landed.

"It's a light sniper rifle bullet, it seems to be shot from the top of our heads." Chu Zihang, who has been praised by professors in military theory, quickly judged the type of bullet just by just a glance.

"Damn it, if you dare to use snipers like this, how can you come from a madman?" Caesar couldn't help but curse after getting up.

After Shen Zifan landed on the ground, he didn't care about his hands that were numb and the crowd that was so excited that he raised his arms and shouted. He quickly looked up at the anti-peeping glass on the eighth floor, his eyes cold.

"court death."
Chapter completed!
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