Chapter 1017

These seven old guys came all the way back from Emei. In fact, they had different ideas. Anyway, in zongmen, my martial arts didn't make much progress. On the contrary, I might as well improve my strength from other aspects.

However, Taoist priest piaohua is a little disgusted with this. These old people still think it's convenient to go to the old man's house after thinking about it.

So as soon as Qu Feiyan left, they followed him down to Emei. When they came to Lord Luo, they secretly found some guards and promised to take them as disciples. The price is to let them find some guns and practice playing them. It's called figuring out how to dodge bullets with lightness skills.

Several security guards respect the seven sons of Emei as if they were Heaven and man. When they heard that some masters wanted to study the skills of avoiding bullets, they immediately worshiped them. They could not find guns and ammunition anywhere else. It was very easy for them. At that moment, the whole dozen or so guns and a box of practice came over.

The Taoist priest played with it twice. He was afraid that there would be too much noise when he played with it, so he ordered the security guard to get a muffler with the excuse of using the lightness skill to listen to the wind and distinguish the position.

Several security guards are adored, honest to get over, cheap these old things. In the middle of the night, I hid in the room to practice "shooting".

I still wonder when I will see Yin Ziyu again. I must let him have a good taste of their new skills. It's not sure who will win at that time. After all, they were seven men and seven guns, and they won a lot.

However, this kind of practice shooting behind closed doors doesn't work at all. Just like learning martial arts, without the guidance of a famous teacher, even if you have been playing with a gun for ten years, you may not be able to enter the room. Seven old guys have been practicing for a long time, but they have also integrated their own concealed weapon techniques. They think they have got the true meaning. They are thinking about when to find an opportunity to clean up Yin Ziyu. Fortunately, the Secretary Wen came.

The Secretary frowned, but after decades of struggling in the field, he knew exactly what to say and what not to say. He immediately blocked the smell of gunpowder and turned a blind eye to the mottled bullet marks left on the wall. He said to Taoist priest Chihua with a gentle smile: "Taoist priest, I have something to ask you."

He immediately told Mu Xianghui what he had asked him to do, and then added: "I believe you should be willing to show your means. It's not in vain that the old man has provided you with so many conveniences."

Taoist Chihua was not a fool either. Of course, hearing what Secretary Wen said, he patted his chest and said, "I don't worry. It's our duty to help the government catch the fugitives. You can tell me where to go, and we'll pack up and start now. "

Secretary Wen was overjoyed. He did not expect that these old Taoists who drill in the cave to learn martial arts would be so successful. He immediately said with a smile, "the car is waiting outside. Just get on the car."

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A man and a woman stand opposite each other at the top of a skyscraper in Nancheng.

The man had a big knife about two meters behind him, with a red silk handle. He was hunting in the cold wind. He stood with his hands down and looked up at the bright moon in the sky for a long time.

In front of him stood Yizi, who was graceful and graceful, looking at him on guard. It seemed that he was not hurt.

They looked at each other for a long time, but no one spoke.

The breath of Shendao's body is not the intention of killing, nor the scene of the same clan. Just like a stranger who meets for the first time, the faint sense of alienation makes Yizi feel strange.

"Why did you come to me? Kill me and sacrifice to your descendants? " Yi son slowly takes out a soft knife from the waist, slowly grasped in the hand.

Anyway, this man is the strongest and the highest status of the single sword Meng family. It's impossible for him to find himself in the family. Yi son also made the worst plan, the big deal is to die, but can't let God knife kill too happy.

As the first killer in the mercenary world, izi has his own pride. Usually, others are afraid of her. How ever did she fear anyone? Want to take her life, do not pay a heavy price, do not want to succeed.

Shendao glanced at Yizi and took a deep breath: "is your mother called Wanxin?"

Yi Zi Zheng for a while, slowly shook his head: "I don't know, all the people I know say I'm an orphan."

"Wrong, they're all wrong." Shendao suddenly sighed and turned back. He stretched out his hand to Yizi and said, "give me your hand."

He was met by the merciless light of Yi Zi's knife, which cut his wrist, elbow and four fingers three times in a row. The action is as fast as lightning, and there is no tardiness in every move. The action is crisp and murderous. As long as any one of the moves hits the Shendao, there will be a continuous offensive following.

This is Yizi's killing skill practiced in the mercenary world. Even though he was born out of the Meng family's single sword drawing skill, it is completely different. It is not only more lethal, but also more perfect in movement and coherence. His realm has already surpassed the Meng family's sword technique.As soon as Shendao's eyes brightened, the hand that originally wanted to attack suddenly drew back. His right hand flickered a few times to avoid Yizi's three attacks. While the knife was not stopped, the other hand poked her right shoulder like lightning. With the smell of consideration in his eyes, he seemed to want to see how far Yizi was.

Yi Zi snorted coldly, his right shoulder sank slightly, his body dripped and turned oddly for half a circle, and then he took off one finger of Shendao, while his right hand was full of strength again. Taking advantage of the gap between Shendao and his left finger, he went straight to his right abdomen.

"Good!"

The divine sword praised, right hand stretched out two fingers to flick on Yi Zi blade.

"Ding" a crisp ring, the powerful internal force through the blade to reach her arms, let her electric shock more than a moment.

Yi Zi watched the finger of Shendao poke at him again, and he could only drink quickly. He stepped on a strange step unconsciously. His body was like a smart fish. He dodged for a few times. Unexpectedly, he dodged the cover of Shendao's moves strangely, and then he took a few feet to defend himself again.

At last, Shendao could not help but make a suspicious "eh" sound. He looked at Yizi strangely and said, "is this the footwork you stole from" the magic skill in Ma Yi? "? It's amazing. "

Yizi looked awe inspiring: "you are really here to snatch the magic skill of Ma Yi. But you are wrong. What I practice is not that kind of Kung Fu, and I haven't read half a word from the beginning to the end. Moreover, I have personally returned the "magic skill of Ma Yi" to the Ma Yi sect. You can't get it even if you kill me. "

Shendao took a deep look at Yizi, with a proud look on his face, and said with a sneer: "little girl, you think too much. It's the end of martial arts cultivation. There's no need to stick to the school's martial arts. I'm not interested in the stuff of the Mahi pie. "