Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

After Han Zhan received Shang Jianyue's request for help, he responded immediately.

However, instead of immediately going to help, he found Lock Yang, the manager of the Lifespan Boxing Arena, and Guan Congming, the manager of the Third-rate Writers Bar.

He asked Luo Yang and Guan Congming to help him change his identity from a tool to a VIP in the paradise.

At the same time, two people in charge of the park came forward, and Han Zhan's strength in the longevity boxing ring made his identity change procedure very smooth, but it also delayed a lot of time.

This is why the Korean War came late.

Han Zhan's words made Shang Jianyue's eyes light up.

Indeed, this is one way.

Since you can't defeat the opponent in the field where he is best, then force him out of this field!

"National mourning, fall!" While Han Zhan was speaking, Luo Qiuhong on the side had already taken action again.

As soon as it is released, it is the realm of national mourning that comes with the national mourning sword.

The demonic red eyes of the National War Sword showed unwillingness, but it still blended into the ground just like it did in the No. 1 boxing ring.

In an instant, the Sic Bo game was flooded by an endless sea of ​​blood on the battlefield.

Chen Dubei half-squinted his eyes, feeling the strong wind blowing against his face.

"Field? Tsk, I didn't expect that you are so popular that you actually have friends with such strength."

Being enveloped by the realm, he was still in the mood for small talk.

I saw Chen Dubei stretching and raising his head slightly, letting his eyes appear from under the brim of his hat.

It was a pair of faint blue pupils.

Underneath the absolutely crazy eyes, there was a completely different cold indifference.

"Since you want to experience fighting, then, as you wish."

At the gambling table, he is the lucky gambler.

Away from the gambling table, he is also a real ninth-level powerhouse!

As soon as Chen Dubei finished speaking, his hands crossed on both sides of his waist.

Two pistols with different styles appeared under the black riveted leather jacket.

One of them was completely black, and the barrel of the gun was filled with dangerous red light.

The other one was ivory white, with complex patterns carved on the gun body, and the overall texture looked holy.

The two pistols exuded completely different auras and were held in Chen Dubei's left and right hands respectively.

At the moment when he drew his gun and prepared to fight, in the field of national mourning, the skeleton warrior in the sea of ​​blood on the battlefield had been resurrected again.

They raised their rusty swords and attacked Chen Dubei.

The white skeleton was the first to approach Chen Dubei. It raised the tetanus sword in its hand and was about to chop him on the shoulder.

Suddenly, there was a snapping sound from its legs.

The already dilapidated leg bones were broken due to the fast running.

It staggered, and the sword in its hand shifted in an instant, and it happened to be in the same position as Chen Dubei.

Chen Dubei grinned, revealing white teeth and a nasty smile.

The black muzzle of the gun in his right hand was already aimed at the skull's head.

boom!

There was a gunshot.

Jet-black bullets ejected from the muzzle, trailing red tail flames, and instantly penetrated its head.

The moment it penetrated the head, countless broken bone fragments flew into the sky, and the pitch-black bullet rushed higher without any stagnation.

Chen Dubei gently lifted up his cowboy hat with the white muzzle of his left hand and blew on the black muzzle of his right hand. "Lucky~"

"A gambler's luck is not limited to the gambling table."

As if confirming what he said.

The next second, jet-black bullets wrapped in crimson flames fell from the sky.

That bullet, it hasn't disappeared yet!

Without even looking, Chen Dubei raised the muzzle of his left pistol, pointed straight upward, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

Another pure white bullet was fired by him, and the two bullets happened to hit each other in the air.

What is this doing... Luo Qiuhong was confused. Before she could react, in the blink of an eye, there were only two bullets, but after the collision, they suddenly became four!

These four bullets were like scattered fireworks, falling towards the four nearest skeletons.

Bang bang bang bang!

Four white skeletons exploded immediately.

Four bullets flew high into the sky again.

"Stop him!" On the other side, Han Zhan, who understood what he was talking about, shouted in a low voice.

When he spoke, his entire figure disappeared from the place, and when he reappeared, he was already in the sky.

The Xuanyuan Sword condensed into shape, and the golden sword energy that Peimo could not control surged, covering the four bullets flying into the sky.

However, an unexpected scene happened again.

No matter how Xuanyuan Sword's golden sword energy collides, those four bullets cannot be completely destroyed.

"Very keen." Chen Dubei glanced at Han Zhan, "But unfortunately, it's of no use."

"The name of this antique prop is white sandalwood and black ivory."

"Its bullets are made from the corpses of gods. Hey."

Chen Dubei said in a narrow tone.

Antique props, white sandalwood and black ivory, are the names of these two pistols.

It has two characteristics:

First, bullets fired from white sandalwood and black ivory cannot be destroyed within 3 minutes, will not disappear, and will rebound after collision.

Second, when a black bullet collides with a pure white bullet, a bullet of the opposite color will be copied. When a bullet of the same color collides, it will disappear early and produce an explosion.

These two features are a bit useless if used by a normal person.

After all, the bullet will not disappear after it is fired. Not only must you calculate the trajectory of its rebound, but you must not accidentally hurt yourself.

We also have to find a way to make the black and white bullets collide to increase the number or cause explosion damage.

No matter which one, it is not so easy to complete.

Even a sharpshooter would not be able to exert such a powerful effect when using the two pistols of white sandalwood and black ivory.

However, when these two antique props fell into Chen Dubei's hands, everything was completely different.

He doesn't have to worry about the ballistics of the bullet, because luckily for him, he won't be hit by the ballistics.

He didn't have to worry about aiming, because if he was lucky, even if he fired into the sky, the bullet would fall back to the ground and hit the target.

Therefore, when Chen Dubei holds these two antique props, there is only one thing left for him to do, and that is, shoot! shot!

Bang bang bang!

The bullets in white sandalwood and black ivory are made from the corpses of gods, and require the infusion of spiritual energy to condense and activate them.

As Chen Dubei fired one shot after another, black and white bullets began to appear everywhere.

For a time, the entire battlefield was densely covered with ballistics, and patches of skeleton warriors were hit and smashed into pieces by bullets.

More and more bullets were copied, and there were explosions.

The territory of the National Sword was soon riddled with holes and was on the verge of collapse.

Among countless ballistic trajectories, a bullet drew an arc and hit the back of Luo Qiuhong's head!