Chapter 238

This time, the rabbit rose and fell, lightning and flint. In less than a minute, they became life and death enemies again.

At this time, Ouyang Qingfeng and Liang Heng realized that both Yang traitor and Liang Heng were pretending to defuse each other's hostility and secretly attacked each other while the other was unprepared.

However, they were too insidious and their acting skills were so good that they could hardly see any signs of camouflage, which also made Ouyang Qingfeng feel cold in their hearts.

"Let me recognize you as an adoptive father, and you don't pee. Look at your stupid appearance. Do you deserve it?" Yang traitor despised it, bent his fingers and flicked, and a blue gray thin line shot out of his fingertips. With a harsh sound of breaking the air, it hit Liang Heng's face door.

"Your method of using concealed weapons is not clever. It's just brute force. It's not even as good as bullets. I can hide even bullets. What can you do to me?"

Liang Heng easily dodged the ancient bronze needle on his side. When his right hand was shocked, the original soft whip was filled with real Qi and suddenly stretched straight. Then he stabbed Yang traitor's throat like a sharp big gun.

Yang rebelled against the sword. With a Chi sound, the sharp knife on the braid just stabbed on the blade. With a choking sound, the sword suddenly broke.

Yang traitor withdrew five or six steps after a row. His face became as white as paper, and his throat was sweet, poof! A mouthful of blood gushed out.

This is the power of genuine Qi. A xuanjie master, genuine Qi breaks through the body and fills the soft whip, making it extremely sharp.

Although Yang traitor was strong, he didn't pour His Qi into the sword, so the sword was broken immediately.

"Master! Old and immortal, you dare to hurt my master. Go to hell!"

Ouyang fell silent and exclaimed. He jumped up like a little tiger, rushed out, and smashed the old man's face with a bang.

"Huang Jie's accomplishments dare to come and die. See how I cut you!"

He was still three meters away from Liang Heng Mingming, but Liang Heng sneered, waved his hand casually, and a wind blade rushed out and cut off Ouyang zhantian's chest.

This wind blade is condensed by true Qi, which is the advantage of xuanjie master. Its attack power is even more terrible than bullets.

Ouyang cried out in a sudden. It can be said that if this wind blade is cut firmly, it can't resist. There is no doubt that he will die. There is no suspense.

The old man was smiling proudly, but suddenly, the laughter stopped suddenly, his eyes were full of incredible colors, and panic emotions covered his face.

The wind blade suddenly broke up three centimeters away from Ouyang zhantian's chest, and Ouyang zhantian also dropped a kilo to the ground and looked at Liang Heng in disbelief.

But he saw a thin invisible blood hole on Liang Heng's forehead. The small blood stain was getting bigger and bigger. His eyes kept turning white and his steps gradually faltered. He seemed to want to stare at Yang traitor, but his eyes kept turning upward uncontrollably.

"This, how is this possible? Where is the concealed weapon?" Liang hengmo looked vaguely at Yang traitor, holding a bloody bronze needle in his hand, and roared angrily.

He didn't see Yang traitor sending any concealed weapons at all, nor where the concealed weapons came from, but he was caught!

And it was shot from the back of the head!

"This is the power of the magic weapon. Although I really can't break out of my Qi machine, this magic weapon can feel my Qi machine and be urged by me!"

Yang traitor sneered in his heart, his right arm vibrated and his fingers hooked.

In the distance, the bronze needle that Liang Heng had avoided falling on the ground trembled slightly, and then flew up automatically!

The ancient bronze needle, with a sound of breaking through the air, swished through Liang Heng's forehead, bringing out a trail of blood and brains.

Then, the ancient bronze needle flew up and down, in a cycle, dazzling and constantly passing around him, bringing out a canopy of blood.

Liang Heng was like a banana in a storm, shaking and trembling, filled with a blood dance.

In a few seconds, at least hundreds of small holes appeared in Liang Heng's body, which was completely pierced into a sieve and blood flowed.

Wheeze!

Finally, the bronze needle flew between Yang traitor's fingers. Liang Heng fell down like a cut tree and startled a piece of dust.

"I'll go... Xuanjie master, a xuanjie master who can condense into a wind blade! He was killed by Shifu!"

Seeing that the strong enemy was killed, Ouyang zhantian relaxed his mind and sat on the ground. He immediately looked at Liang Heng's body with a look of ecstasy.

The xuanjie level master's real Qi is broken. It can condense into a real Qi shield. It is invulnerable and can also condense into a wind blade. This kind of master's combat effectiveness is super strong. Unexpectedly, he was still killed by Yang traitor.

Besides, the way of killing people is amazing! This concealed weapon is totally magical. Who can avoid it if you don't walk in a straight line and fly up and down? Even the Xuan level masters can't resist things with Qi to this magical degree!

"This concealed weapon is also amazing..." Ouyang Qingfeng was shocked by Yang traitor's mysterious and mysterious bronze ancient needle.

At the moment, Liang Heng's eyes were still wide open, full of resentment, reluctance and disbelief. It seemed that he couldn't believe that he died in such a sad way.

Yang traitor also sat on the ground slowly. Just this war, he also suffered internal injuries. He offered a heart protecting and pulse protecting pill from the storage ring and swallowed it. He felt that his strength had recovered a lot in an instant.

The next moment, Yang traitor stood up, came to Liang Heng and touched him.

Soon, Yang traitor touched a jade box and a cloth bag. At the moment, Yang traitor was too lazy to explore what it was. He threw it into the storage ring.

Standing up, Yang traitor threw several fireball talismans at the bodies of Liang Heng and the gunmen.

Those bodies burned instantly, and in less than five seconds they were burned into fly ash. They didn't even leave a hair. Even if the police came, they couldn't find a trace.

This time, Ouyang and Qingfeng were deeply shocked again. They looked at each other and saw the shocked color in each other's eyes.

When I go, I can throw a few talismans and catch fire. Moreover, I can burn these bodies into fly ash in an instant. It's amazing! Is Yang traitor an immortal?

Yang traitor came to Ouyang Qingfeng. His divine consciousness opened and saw the bullet embedded in the back wall of his abdominal cavity. Fortunately, he didn't hurt his internal organs.

"Bear it!" Yang traitor offered a long bronze needle, provoked a few times, and took out the bullet.

Then, Yang traitor stretched out his fingers and clicked on the holes around him, and the blood stopped immediately.

"I'll go. You can also point acupoints to stop bleeding! It's amazing!" Ouyang Qingfeng was a little numb by Yang traitor's unique skills.

Yang traitor gave him another pill to accelerate wound healing, and sacrificed all the guns, bullets and cartridge cases on the ground into the storage ring. Only then did he and Ouyang zhantian help him on the bus.

Apart from other harvests, these seven or eight guns alone can arm the flying car party and increase a lot of deterrence on Hokkaido. The harvest is not small.

When we arrived at Ouyang Qingfeng's villa, the wound of the goods healed and we could almost get off and walk by ourselves.

He sighed and admired Yang traitor to the extreme. This pill is too rebellious! That's weird!

"Yang traitor, you can stay here tonight!"

At this time, it was already early in the morning. Ouyang Qingfeng asked the servants to prepare supper, clean up the room and prepare personal belongings.

"OK, then I'll harass you! Go and have a rest!" Yang traitor smiled politely.

Tonight, he spent a lot of physical strength and real yuan fighting. He was really a little tired and didn't want to toss.

"That's OK! You toss around in the villa as if you were your own home!" Ouyang Qingfeng was still very weak. He went back to his room to have a rest first. Yang traitor and Ouyang zhantian ate supper in the magnificent restaurant.

"Master, you just threw out some talismans and got angry. It's amazing. Can you teach me?" Ouyang zhantian said eagerly like a curious baby.

"This thing, you can't learn it for a while!" Yang traitor shook his head with a bitter smile.

On the one hand, talismans should seal the true yuan of practitioners. Sometimes, they also need to use divine consciousness to perceive the aura of heaven and earth and communicate the energy contained between heaven and earth. In short, this is the method of cultivating truth. Ancient martial arts people may never learn it.

"Shifu, your concealed weapon is also very magical! It's more powerful than bullets. Bullets go in a straight line, but this thing can fly as it wants! Can I learn it?" Ouyang zhantian said eagerly again.

"No!" Yang traitor smiled bitterly. This is the way to control magic tools. It also needs Zhenyuan and divine knowledge. Ancient martial artists still can't control it.

"Shifu, when you fought with the grey robed old man, it was like a robot cat. For a while, a sword came out of thin air, a concealed weapon came out of thin air, and a talisman came out of thin air..." Ouyang asked with a smile, "Shifu, how did you do it?"

"You are the robot cat!" Yang traitor took a bite of bird's nest and gave him a bad look: "let me show you..."

The next moment, Yang traitor offered a pistol from the storage ring and appeared in the flattened palm.

"Hmm? Where did it come from? Hiccup --!"

Ouyang zhantian was shocked by the strange scene and almost choked on a steamed dumpling.

The pistol is heavy, coagulant, full of metal, and a little light nitrate smoke. It can't be fake. It can't be any magic tricks, blindfolds and so on.

The next moment, Yang traitor sacrificed the pistol to the storage ring. In Ouyang's view, it just disappeared out of thin air.

"Hiss --!" Ouyang zhantian took a deep breath of cold air, and his eyes straightened immediately. I'll go. It's amazing.

Then, Yang traitor offered the pistol out of the storage ring and in. The pistol was like a virtual shadow flashing in the palm of Yang traitor's hand.

"I'll go..."

Ouyang zhantian is stupid, completely stupid! What a kind of rebellion and magic it is!