Urban Supreme Son-in-law

"Lord Zhai, I think your face is too bloody, you will surely be a catastrophe in the future, if you return to the right from today, there is still a ray of life, if you are still obsessed with it, you will lose your life."

The Taoist sighed and said as if in silence.

"Fuck, it seems that Lao Tzu still gives you a good face, and even dared to curse me in front of me. It seems that I must kill a few Taoist priests today."

The Scarlet man was obviously quite unhappy. He picked up the shotgun in his hand, loaded the bullet, and aimed at one of the Taoist priests, preparing to give them a blow.

But at this moment, there was a very loud sound from the woods not far away. Everyone turned their eyes to the source of the sound, because the sound was really too loud. I thought it was a beast that was flying through the jungle.

And Ye Shengling was the beast they were doing at this time. He was holding Zhao Ling in his hands and jumping wildly between the branches. He could only use this method to barely drag the Huong. He directly He went to the sound of the explosion, trying to attract Huong to there.

At this time, Xiong Jian was still chasing closely behind him. After he adapted to this chasing rhythm, his speed quickly increased. Now he is about to approach Ye Shengling again. The speed of the two is in the jungle. Everything in it was like a flash of lightning.

The two of them chased all the way out of the jungle and appeared in front of the group of social people. These underground gangs were shocked when they saw these two people appearing inexplicably. After all, their speed was too fast. It's almost the point where you will lose your opponent's position in the next second with just a blink of an eye. What an exaggerated ability is this.

Ye Shengling and Xiongrong have now emerged from the jungle. In such an open and flat area, Ye Shengling is no match for Xiongrong. The distance between the two of them is getting closer and closer, and they have almost returned to less than ten. M state. Ye Shengling sighed secretly in his heart, thinking that he was really driven to a dead end.

But at this moment, Ye Shengling suddenly discovered that the group of people in front of him had a weapon in his hands. Ye Shengling immediately recognized the man standing in the front with a scar on his face. He had no time to think so much, he With a high speed passing by the scar man, the shotgun in your scar man's hand has disappeared, and he still didn't react for a while.

"Damn, damn! What's going on, my gun?"

The Scar Man's face was inexplicable. He didn't know what was going on, so he still could only froze in place.

After Ye Shengling snatched the shotgun, there was no pause, and he turned back very smoothly and sprayed directly in the direction where Huns were.

"boom!!"

The power of the shotgun is quite incomparable, especially at close range. The distance between the two of them at this time is less than ten meters. This distance can almost be said to be the best attack range. If there is no accident, Can directly beat the opponent into a sieve, and the opponent has nowhere to escape.

Because the range of steel **** shot by shotguns is very wide, even a person with poor marksmanship can definitely hit the opponent as long as he is aiming at the position.

Ye Shengling’s marksmanship was quite good, so almost all of those bullets that didn’t fall hit Hun’s body, but the bullets only seemed to be inlaid into his skin, and could not penetrate him at all. , Let alone make him bleed or hurt.

Huns actually continued to chase him like a okay person. Ye Shengling would have been scared to death. This effort is really too powerful. There are too many bras and iron cloth shirts. Those skills are just too much. It's just to make his body more resistant to beatings, and the most he can deal with is fists or knives.

But he can even withstand bullets with this hand. Hungarian has strengthened his whole body to an extremely abnormal level. His skin and bones are now comparable to steel, and his defense is almost invincible. So even the bullets couldn't pass through his body. Although those were just shotgun balls, they were enough to see the strength of Hungary.

Ye Shengling had never seen this trick before. This time it was an eye-opener. I didn't expect that the cultivators on the Tianshan Mountain were so powerful. There were various sects of practice, and this kind of defensive power was extremely strong. His moves really made him quite interested.

In fact, it was not just Ye Shengling who was shocked. Other members of the society saw Ye Shengling fired a shot at such a close distance, and he still looked like alive and well. Everyone doubted that he was. It's not that there is an illusion, otherwise, how could someone still be able to take a gun?

However, Hungarian was not optimistic at this time, because the kung fu he used has almost reached the limit. Although his strength has reached the sixth stage of birth, he still cannot maintain this state for a long time at this level. If he is really willing to stop at the last moment, then his body will definitely suffer a very strong reaction force. Perhaps this will cause extremely strong damage to his body, and it will also be great for his future cultivation. Blow.

But Xiong has already understood that he has to send the arrow on the string now, even if he really has to bear the fate of death, he must kill Ye Shengling before he dies, because as long as he can get rid of Ye Shengling, then he still has a front line. Vitality, even though he has suffered a lot of physical damage at that time, if he can take Ye Shengling's head back, he must be able to treat himself kindly.

"Ye Shengling! You die for Laozi!"

The face of Xiong Lun has become extremely horrible, his face has blue veins violently, and all the blood vessels in the whole face are very hideously highlighted. His current appearance is no different from the ghosts in hell.

Seeing that the violent Huong was about to catch Ye Shengling, Zhao Ling, who had recovered some of Ye Shengling's body, also broke free from Ye Shengling's arms at this time, and then knocked down the two social people who watched the excitement. Holding the m16a4 in their hands, they are facing the Hungarian design.

At this time, Ye Shengling also loaded the bullet again, and shot again at the Huong who was behind him; hungry. Going out, all the steel **** hit him, but it seemed to have been bounced back.