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037 True Picture(1/2)

"Kill him!"

The three words reveal a cold and harsh murderous intent.

Hong Santu's eyes turned, his eyes crossed the square and fell on Zhang Chuwu, who was weak on his face.

Without any extra words or actions, the white wax gun rod shook lightly, and the sharp tip of the gun was already shining with cold light.

The red tassels were flying, and the man and the gun were instantly integrated, turning into a silver thread, piercing Zhang Chuwu's throat.

"Swish!"

The sound of breaking through the air just came into my ears, and the tip of the gun was already in my sight.

It was obvious that it was just one man and one shot, but Hong Santu burst into a powerful momentum like a charge in the military formation.

Shot of the battlefield!

As the other party's eyes turned, Fang Zheng's heart felt like a basin of cold water was poured on, and his body suddenly stiffened.

That cold gaze was completely different from a living person.

Standing in front of Zhang Chuwu, he was also the first to be hit, facing the invading murderous intent.

Seeing the tip of the gun approaching, Fangzheng's eyes suddenly sank.

In my mind, a mysterious figure quietly emerged.

Cultivation map!

This is a picture recorded on gold and silk, which is the basis for Xuanyin's body refining and the foundation of his practice.

He was confused about this picture before, and he didn't even know how he entered the art of his own martial arts.

However, as his cultivation level improved, his understanding of this cultivation picture gradually deepened, and he could even reach the point where he could read the animation picture.

This picture lights up, a cold flow in the body emerges, and the square mind and body instantly break free from the oppression of the other party's aura.

At the same time, his thoughts became calm, and his emotions such as frightening, panic, and fear were gone.

It seems that only absolute rationality exists!

Through his eyes, he could even clearly see the path passing by the tip of the gun and deduce the next changes.

"call!"

When his heart moved, his body had already moved.

Fang Zheng shook his wrist, and the hammer that beat the gong in his palm rose against the trend and smashed straight towards the incoming gun blade.

The movement is a little stiff, but extremely fast.

"bite……"

The two collided in mid-air and collided with fine Mars.

Hong Santu's expression remained unchanged. He twisted his body, shook his wrists, and the tip of the spear rolled up the red tassel and exploded the cold light.

Feng nodded!

Fang Zheng's eyes flashed, his arms swung wildly, and his seemingly monotonous beat was hit, but he remembered that he was hit at the tip of the gun.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding..."

In an instant, the sound of collisions was connected.

“Um…”

Behind, Mi Junliang raised his eyes and looked surprised: "I didn't expect that there is a good guy here."

But in his opinion, that's all.

With this kind of strength, if you want to block Hong Santu, who was possessed by the Lotus Platform messenger, can only dream!

As expected, after just a few moves, the situation in the field reversed.

"Oh!"

Hong Santu whispered, and his shooting skills also changed.

The red tassels of two feet skyrocketed and in an instant, more than ten gun shadows turned into each other, like a prairie fire, and surrounded Fang Zheng's body.

Shot-up technique on the battlefield - prairie fire!

Faced with this kind of shooting technique, Fang Zheng quickly breathed, and his hands could no longer keep up with the other party's changes.

"Get out!"

Hong Santu's hand had a spear like a whip, knocking away the hammer in Fang Zheng's hand, and the remaining momentum was constantly thrown on his waist.

"Peng!"

The bursting gun force shook his clothes and hit his skin, directly pulling Fang Zheng several meters away.

He took advantage of the situation and shook his spear to get a thorough understanding of Zhang Chuwu behind him.

"disease!"

Two streamers of light hit from the side in time.

But Fang Zheng was in mid-air and inspired the evil-breaking talisman and the ghost-exorcist talisman in his arms.

Once Hong Santu twisted his wrist, his spear could easily shatter the flowing light.

But my body also shook, staggered back several steps, and the expression on my face became distorted.

"efficient?"

Seeing this, Fang Zheng, who had just gotten up from the ground, was stunned.

He just used his death as a living horse, but he didn't want to destroy evil. The talisman paper that expels ghosts is actually useful to living people.

Could it be...

What's weird about this person?

"symbol!"

Behind, Mi Junliang's eyes sank.

"Looking for death! It seems that you can't keep it!"

Before the sound was finished, he had already padded his feet, took two steps at a time, and rushed towards Fang Zheng.

"roar!"

It was like a tiger entering the mountains and forests. Mi Junliang's simple punch actually made the sound of a tiger roar.

This sound is not illusory, but real.

It comes not from the fist, but from his body.

This is……

The five internal organs are successful, and the tiger and leopard are thundering!

Fang Zheng's heart was beating wildly, and his body retreated wildly, and he picked up the things beside him and smashed them over.

Although Hong Santu received the blessing of the Lotus Platform messenger's thoughts, his physical strength was limited, and the limit was there.

You can only win by relying on martial arts and lack agility, so you need others to guide you to kill the enemy.

Mi Junliang is different.

He has superb martial arts.

Moreover, the muscles and bones are strong, and the five internal organs have reached the state of thunder of tigers and leopards under the nourishment of many elixirs.

This is the tiger's claws and tiger fists change continuously.

When the black tiger pierces his heart, the fierce tiger goes down the mountain, the clenched tiger looks at the zither, and other moves, Fang Zheng is immediately in danger.

"Grandma Ma!"

Zhang Chuwu turned pale, his body retreated, and he pressed against the main hall gate, shouting desperately: "Do you think something happened to us and they will let you go?"

"Don't be naive, they will definitely kill people to silence them. Now we work together to do it!"

He reacted quickly enough.

Knowing that he was not successful, the situation on Fang Zheng was not good, so he immediately encouraged the witch Ma who had some tricks to take action.

Fortunately, Hong Santu had some problems. His face was ferocious and his body shook from time to time, and he could not kill him for a while.

"Even if they can't do anything to you for the time being, two people will die in your temple tomorrow, and the yamen will only ask you. What will you explain then?"

Zhang Chuwu took out the bone-clearing knife and advised him: "Grandma Ma, I know you are kind-hearted, open the door and take action to save us."

"Don't you want my medical bill?"

However, no matter how he persuaded him, there was no response inside.

"Infinite Life Blessings, Infinite Life Blessings, Infinite Life Blessings..."

Inside the house.
To be continued...
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