Debris and dust filled the air.
A touch of blood flew out.
Xie Guang groaned, tightly covering his shoulders with one hand, and retreated as fast as lightning.
After coming to the side, he quickly took out a golden pistol from the drawer.
Looking through the crack with vigilant eyes, I saw a masked figure standing at the door, like a demon coming, which was terrifying.
The man raised his foot and kicked forward violently.
"Bang!"
The broken security door shook violently, and the entire iron door dented inward, then flew in and hit the wall of the living room hard.
The next moment.
The moment the door opened.
Xie Guang pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Secret Martial Artist generally has strong confidence in his own physique and disdains the use of thermal weapons.
But for him, he has long lost the competitive spirit he had when he was young.
What is the heart of a warrior? Survival is the most important thing.
to this end.
After learning that there was no hope of breaking through Martial Dao Practitioner, he chose to practice spearmanship to enhance his strength.
Bang bang bang!!!
In the smoke and dust, several gunshots suddenly exploded.
Xie Guang's marksmanship is extremely accurate.
Except for the two bullets that were knocked away by the long knife, almost all the remaining bullets hit the man's body.
"Seeking death!"
Xie Guang sneered.
But the next moment.
Bang!
There were several sounds of metal objects falling to the ground.
His smile instantly froze on his face.
That was the warhead he fired.
"How is it possible? Could it be that this person is Martial Dao Practitioner?"
It should be noted that although Secret Martial Artist of the Qi and Blood Realm is powerful, both physical strength and defense are far beyond those of ordinary people.
But it is almost impossible to be immune to bullets.
As far as he knows, it can be done to this extent.
There are only two possibilities.
Either by refining a certain defensive type of Qi and Blood Technique to perfection, or by breaking through to Martial Dao Practitioner and opening up Essence, Vitality, and Spirit Treasury, life has undergone a transformation.
It is even as difficult to perfect a Qi and Blood Technique as it is to break through and become a Martial Dao Practitioner.
Regardless of the two points, the improvement in strength brought by Secret Martial Artist is extremely exaggerated.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt hairy all over.
A hint of timidity could not help but arise in his heart.
Uh-huh!
At this moment, the evil wind hit him.
The tall figure approached him instantly.
The knife struck towards his face with a bang.
The sword light lit up, carrying an astonishing evil aura.
Knowing that I have no choice but to fight.
Immediately, Xie Guang raised his hands, and the skin of his hands turned red gold.
Golden Stone Hand.
After mastering this Qi and Blood Technique, your palms will be like fine iron, which can be used to hit a sword head-on.
Hitting a person's body is like a heavy blow from a hammer, causing either death or injury.
But the next moment, he was in a trance, both physically and mentally, and froze on the spot.
The whole person seemed to be possessed.
puff!
When he reacted, he only felt numbness in his arm, severe pain instantly came, blood splattered everywhere, and both arms were broken by the sharp sword light.
The disconnected arms briefly stayed in the air for a moment, and then fell to the ground feebly.
Blood splattered on the floor and walls everywhere.
"... Ah!"
Just as he was about to scream, a big hand grabbed his neck and lifted him up with one hand.
The tremendous force took his breath away.
Xie Guang's face had bulging veins.
He stared intently at the person in front of him.
There was incredible horror in his eyes.
This terrifying power and speed left him with no resistance at all, and he was pinched in his hands like a chicken.
He was both frightened and confused.
I don't know when I provoked such a strong person.
He wanted to say something, but because his neck was strangled, he couldn't speak at all.
"Actually, Xie Fei and I get along quite well. I gave you a chance, but if you insist on forcing me to seek death, then you can't blame me..."
At this time, a familiar voice sounded from behind the mask.
Xie Guang's pupils opened wide.
His face was full of shock and disbelief.
He naturally recognized who the owner of this voice was.
Hu Qi!!
these days.
He thought about seeing the other person being killed.
But he never expected that it would be such a scene.
At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a sense of regret in his heart.
I remember what Xie Fei said to him when he was still alive.
"Dad, your personality is too extreme and you need to change it."
However, he didn't take these words to heart at all.
"... Um... you..."
He struggled to find something to say.
Click!
Suddenly, the palm squeezed hard.
Xie Guang's neck was broken directly like a piece of rotten wood.
Then, he stared at Hu Qi, as if he had something to say.
Seeing this scene, Hu Qi smiled.
"Don't worry, when you die, I will keep my promise and kill your whole family."
"Ho... ho..."
Hear the words.
Xie Guang's mouth was slightly open, his eyes were wide open, and his face was twisted. He was originally hanging on by a thought in his heart, but now after hearing Hu Qi's words, he was directly filled with anger. He died on the spot without closing his eyes.
Bang!
The body fell to the ground.
Hu Qi The sword flashed in his hand, and he chopped off his head, confirming that the dead could no longer die.
He looked down at the several places on his body that had been hit by bullets.
The skin had broken open there.
Compared with the killers he encountered before, this Xie Guang pistol was obviously more powerful, and it was able to break through his skin membrane.
Although there was still a long way to go before killing him, it still made Hu Qi feel shuddered.
The fight between the two was very long from beginning to end.
But it only took more than ten seconds.
In the corridor outside the door, there was already a noise.
Vaguely, there were footsteps approaching here.
Hu Qi quickly glanced around the room.
Did not stay any longer.
He put the knife back into its sheath, pulled up the brim of his windbreaker, and directly broke the glass on one side.
Jumped from a tall building.
The cold wind and rain came together with the feeling of weightlessness.
Hu Qi clasped the five fingers of his hands together and continued to grab and shoot on the wall.
For a moment, the speed of falling suddenly slowed down.
About ten seconds later.
Hu Qi came to the ground from a dozen-story building.
After briefly identifying the direction, the figure quickly disappeared into the rain of the dark night.
Above the sky, lead clouds hang low, and raindrops are like weaving threads.
Densely woven diagonally, it casts a hazy veil over the whole world, making it slightly chaotic.
The raindrops fell on the lake, causing ripples.
A group of small fish appeared quietly. They swung their tails nimbly, shuttled between the tiny vortices created by the raindrops, and surfaced from time to time, spitting bubbles upwards.
Location in the center of the lake.
A white figure stood alone, standing steadily on the water.
Looking closer, he turned out to be a young man with a handsome face.
What's strange is that under this heavy rain.
There was no trace of water on the robe on his body, and it was still as dry as ever.
At this moment, the young man's eyes were slightly closed.
His hands were behind his back.
The rippling lake water could only cover the soles of his shoes.
The figure rises and falls with the surging lake surface.
Paired with his white clothes and handsome appearance, he looks like an immortal from the mortal world.
I don't know how much time has passed.
suddenly.
The young man opened his eyes.
A flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.
Raise your hand forward and hold your fingers together!
The next moment.
Rich water vapor gathered crazily from all sides.
All the rain has disappeared.
Not only that.
Even the water at the lakeside that originally rose has dropped a bit.
See this situation.
He spread his outstretched palms, then raised his head.
He looked directly at the gloomy sky.
Raise your hand and slap it upward.