Chapter 431: Showdown, I am a peerless master! (please order all)

Hua Shier didn't have to think about it. There was no one else who could get along with Wang Zhong and could fly swords except Taoist priest Jia Yefeng!

He pulled out his two guns instantly, and pulled the trigger one after another.

Dang ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom.

Dangdang is a steel-core bullet, and Bangbang is an explosion bullet.

Two M500s, ten 12.7mm steel-core bullets and explosive bullets, in the slow vision and five senses, all accurately bombarded the white light training transformed by the flying sword.

Hua Shier shot out all the bullets from the two M500s in one breath.

The white horse trainer, like lightning, made a sound of Weng Ming who seemed to be sad and weeping, turned around and flew back.

While flying back, the prototype was already revealed in the air, and it was a two-foot-three-inch-long flying sword.

When I saw this flying sword in a hotel last time, the flying sword was white and shiny. Now, after ten special bullets were shot in a row, the light has disappeared, becoming white and miserable, swaying, and I feel like I’m injured or old.

Looking closely at the flying sword, there was a gap the size of a rice grain appeared.

At this time, Hua Shier said, "Jia Yefeng, you bastard, get out!" and he shouted, and under the urging of his internal force, the cave buzzed.

"Hey!"

But unexpectedly, Lu Na, the woman, killed him. Jia Yefeng slashed him twice with his sword. The first time he didn't recognize him was explained, but if you vomit blood and come again, that's not right!

Wang Zhong nodded: "I'm sure!"

Hua Shier was calm and flew out using the destroyed M500 hand cannon in his hand as a brick. He smashed Wang Zhong with nearly five kilograms of iron crotch and asked if you were afraid.

"Master Jia, Zhou Huanwen is now in power. We are forced to flee abroad. Even you are arresting. Why not let us do it together and kill these two people. After passing Changbai Mountain, we will reach the Northern Dynasties. I have a lot of funds in the Swiss bank. If you follow us abroad to enjoy your happiness, wouldn't you be free and easy!"

When Xu Tianbiao started, his bones exploded. He suddenly raised more than a foot higher, and the dimensions around him became thicker. This was the hard skill of Shaolin outer gate, the golden bell covers the iron cloth shirt, and the strange phenomenon that he had developed when he practiced deep into the body. He looked like a living Vajra.

Jia Yefeng himself didn't feel it. He looked at the flying sword in his sword box with heartache, and looked full of care:

"Mr. Hua is good at shooting skills. The gun hits the gun. What kind of bullet is you? Just a few shots, it will take me at least ten years of hard work to restore it to the beginning!"

Jia Yefeng advised: "Mr. Hua, if you have something to do, sit down and talk slowly. Brother Wang Zhong is also a good person who is open and honest. Don't hurt the harmony!"

So Jia Yefeng didn't know that Wang Zhong killed Zhou Huanwen. Lu Na was using Zhou Huanwen to put pressure on Taoist Jia and forced him to deal with Xu Tianbiao and Hua Shier together.

Hua Shier fired empty bullets, stuffed the M500 with his left hand into the holster of the tactical vest, and then began to put the bullets into the M500 with his right hand in front of everyone, and said at the same time:

"If the apology is useful, why do you need the police to do?"

At this time, Xu Tianbiao's fist was as big as a sea bowl, but he was blocked by his lightly raising his hand.

Jia Yefeng's side had not been done, so he took the initiative to return the money to Zhou Huanwen, but Zhou Huanwen became a playboy and insisted on asking Taoist Jia to give an explanation, otherwise he would be nice.

At this time, Hua Shier had no gun in his hand, and the threat was reduced immediately for Wang Zhong and Xu Tianbiao.

Hua Shier sighed in everyone's shocked eyes: "Don't pretend, showdown, I'm a peerless master!"

Wang Zhong succeeded with a move of the "Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword", but did not use the sword energy again, but instead twisted his body, and a Xingyi collapsed punch came over.

The two of them began to fear each other again, and neither of them continued to attack Hua Shier, for fear that the other party would take the opportunity to attack.

Lu Na had already taken out two daggers and rushed forward with a single point. She practiced internal martial arts to the level of dark energy, and was also a master of the great boxer level outside.

Jia Yefeng also knew that he was in the wrong and said embarrassedly: "Didn't the old Taoist apologize?"

Lu Na's eyes turned over and said quickly:

Zhou Huanwen's several martial arts slaves were not in the mood to get it, and finally spent a lot of money to ask Jia Yefeng to take action, trying to kill Wang Zhong with a flying sword.

After breaking Wang Zhong's five sword auras, there were still seven or eight sword auras chopping Wang Zhong's chest and limbs.

At this moment, Xu Tianbiao and Wang Zhong both breathed a sigh of relief. Just because Hua Shier had shown a move of "Spiral Nine Shadows" before, they were a little confused about the depth of the latter, and they felt that it would not be a bad thing to let Jia Yefeng remove this hidden danger.

Xu Tianbiao saw Hua Shier on the other side, and his eyes hopped, and he greeted Wang Zhong opposite:

There is no way, after all, under his slow vision and five senses, the flight speed of bullets and mosquitoes is not much different.

Bang!

The strength was everywhere, and a piece of dust suddenly broke out at the feet of Hua Shier and Xu Tianbiao. It was the stone powder shattered by the power of the two.

Hua Shier couldn't help but smile when Xu Tianbiao couldn't listen to this and said in a deep voice:

Hua Shier had a black thread at the end. What does it mean to wear too much and not recognize it? It's like you've seen me not wearing clothes. He just wore a helmet and goggles. Jia Yefeng's words were so ambiguous.

He pointed to Jia Yefeng: "Does the flying sword cut me down?"

"Taoist, don't get involved in any matters without you here. The good person you mentioned has no less than twenty lives on your hands. I am from the Guo-A Crisis Handling Department. I am ordered to arrest this criminal. If you don't want to be implicated, just go to the side."

Let’s look at the M500 in Hua Shier’s hand. It was split in half from the barrel, and the crack extends to the rotor, splitting the steel rotor in half. It is really amazing.

Xu Tianbiao knew that he set up two ambushes to get rid of Hua Shier, and the grudges between the two could no longer be resolved, so he made a decision as soon as possible, even making concessions in the task.

With a loud clang, the flying sword was as if it was hit by a thousand kilograms of iron hammer. It flew out at a faster speed than flying, and poured into the stone wall with a sneering sound, and it didn't go in, leaving a black hole in the shape of a flying sword on the stone wall.

Xu Tianbiao's pupils shrank sharply. His punch had at least two thousand kilograms of strength. How could he be blocked by the little white face in front of him so easily?

But Lu Na didn't plan to let him go, and shouted in a sweet voice: "Put the rest aside, Xu Yan and Taoist Jia all went together, kill this person first!"

Like in the original plot, Wang Zhong faced the flying sword and became wise. He used the sanitary napkins stained with Tiankui to break Jia Yefeng's flying sword. Then Lu Na mobilized her connections to find the Taoist temple where Jia was holding orders. The next day, the few people came to the door.

Lu Na and Jia Yefeng were preparing to finish the fight behind the two of them.

Jia Yefeng was reluctant to let go of the flying sword that had been hard for forty years, so he had to admit defeat and took out the flying sword and the "Three Yin Demon Slaying Sword" method as a plea to resolve this grudge.

Jia Yefeng believed Lu Na's words and thought that last time it was Zhou Huanwen who introduced Hua Shier to him, he immediately thought that Hua Shier was the one who was sent to kill him.

Hua Shier's eyes flashed with disdain. With a wave of his left hand, a hissing sound of breaking through the air was made in the air, and more than a dozen invisible sword auras were cut out in an instant.

So Hua Shier had already sentenced Lu Na and Jia Yefeng to death in his heart.

This was the first time Wang Zhong saw Xu Tianbiao. Compared to his cousin Wang Chao, he had a bigger holiday with Hua Shier. He nodded without thinking. The two of them had their eyes intersected and they even launched at the same time, rushing towards Hua Shier.

Hua Shier really wanted to kill. Originally, he thought that he would just kill Xu Tianbiao and Wang Zhong. As for Lu Na and the others had nothing to do with the overall situation, they would let them have a way out.

One-pointed Lu Na: "Is it true that you are playing with your heart and internal martial arts?"

Wang Zhong waved his hands together, and Chaohua Shier left and right, topped his head and feet, cut out five sword auras in succession, blocking his dodging space, hoping to kill him with one blow.

Seeing that the bullets fired by Lu Na could not do anything to Hua Shier, Jia Yefeng immediately shouted: "Mr. Hua, I'm sorry!"

Jia Yefeng smiled bitterly, "That's the matter, the flying sword is missing."

Hua Shier was on the surface, but the middle finger on his right hand was constantly moving, and the cover of his finger was slashed. The flying sword was nothing. He bounced on the side sword spine, but there was also sword energy on it. Although the bone was fine, he still ate some of the bitterness of flesh.

One finger of Wang Zhong: "Is the invisible sword aura?"

He was not panicked, and pushed the wheel back with his left hand, then moved the striker and activated the quick gun technique. In an instant, two bullets shot towards Wang Zhong and Xu Tianbiao's eyebrows.

Zhou Huanwen wanted to take Lu Na as a forbidden body, but the latter used Wang Zhong as a shield.

The flying sword got a mouthful of blood from the tip of the owner's tongue. Although its power was not as powerful as before, it also recovered a little lethality. In addition, Hua Shier had no gun in his hand at this time, everyone thought that he could not escape the killing of the flying sword.

Everyone was stupid, what was going on?

Breaking the flying sword in the blink of an eye!

This is too exaggerated!

Hua Shier bounced the flying sword and put his hand behind him, showing a grand manner:

"I originally used a gun to get along with you as an ordinary person, but in the end I received your contempt and misunderstanding. Do you think I can only use a gun?"

Wang Zhongxin was unwilling to accept that a kite turned over and avoided the whizzing iron lumps.

When he stepped on, the ground felt a vibration. Within one step, it was ten meters away. The fist was shot from his waist. The next moment he had reached a foot in front of Hua Shier. The fist collapsed like an arrow. This punch really hit the Xingyiquan characteristic of "a lighter will fall whenever it fires."

Hua Shier repelled Wang Zhong with one move, and then Feng Qingyun stretched out his back to his right hand behind him, gently holding Xu Tianbiao's fist.

On the other side, Wang Zhong did not dodge or dodge, waved his hand to the muzzle, and an invisible sword aura directly slashed the steel core bullet in half and landed on the ground.

Jia Yefeng sighed in his heart and launched it at the same time. Now he is the only one who can defect to Lu Na and Wang Zhong.

"What!" Jia Yefeng was immediately panicked when he heard this. In his heart, he still didn't want to face the Guo family's machine.

Hua Shier has the power of the peak Ao Pang, and has practiced Taoist breathing technique for decades. With decades of Quanzhen internal strength, under this bullet, there is at least a thousand pounds of power.

He pointed his left hand at Xu Tianbiao: "Is martial arts a good thing?"

Unexpectedly, Xu Tianbiao was the first to respond and shouted: "Okay, Wang Zhong, I can guarantee that if you kill this person, you will run thirty miles first, and then let's break it!"

"This Hua's shooting skills are as powerful as a god. It poses too much a threat to our warriors. It's better to join forces to kill him first, and then talk about anything else?"

In just a moment, Wang Zhong turned into a bloody man and flew backwards, landing into a blood gourd that rolled on the ground.

Hua Shier did not move in place, just turned his head slightly, or occasionally turned sideways, and there was no bullet that could hit him.

The remaining sword energy continued to slash towards Hua Twelve, and the latter blocked the M500 in his hand, and then it dissipated with a puff.

Xu Tianbiao roared, suddenly jumped to the left and dodged away.

After saying that, the foolish Taoist priest bit his tongue and squirted into the sword box with a mouthful of blood. The originally injured flying sword immediately burst out with a ball of light. Jia Yefeng pointed it casually and shot at Hua Shier.

The two of them rushed towards Hua Shier at the same time.
To be continued...