The heavy machine gun was spitting flames desperately, the chains of hundreds of rounds shortened rapidly, and the shell casings splashed like rain!
A group of guards and gentry were beaten to avoid them, jumping around like dogs. In fact, the bullets from the heavy machine guns couldn't do anything to these six or seven-level masters, but the Song Clan and the Kong Clan in the lead didn't fight back, and the rest of them just dodged and retreated.
There are not many people on Wei Shizi's side who are capable of fighting. Once the scuffle starts, Wei Potian becomes a big trouble. Excessive beatings will definitely attract the intervention of the Spring Hunting Supervisors, but if you release water on this prince, judging by his aggressive posture, he will not show mercy, so the beating is not in vain.
Although Kong Yanian was unwilling, it was still a step. Immediately snorted, he urged the original force to set up a barrier to block all the incoming bullets, while continuously backing away, and finally turned and left. Before leaving, he gave Ji Yuanjia a hard look.
However, Ji Yuanjia still smiled, with a calm demeanor, and softly groaned the half-foot sword in his hand, and the light of the original force faltered. This made Kong Yanian feel a little bit emotional, how could such a talent not belong to his command.
But for the next Spring Hunt, Kong Yanian was going to have a big headache. There were only three guards around him, and all the supply lines were taken away. If you go back to the advance base to get supplies, it will be a long way back and forth. Just thinking about the time wasted, most of the spring hunting and so on will be given up in the final stage.
When Kong Yanian left in a hurry, he suddenly thought: Since it is too late to get supplies, then go grab them! There are many supply points in other families!
Wei Potian shot the whole box of bullets, although no one was killed, not even seriously injured, but seeing Kong Yanian take the lead in retreating, and the rest of the people, including Ye Mulan's posturing woman, all scattered, his heart was still very happy .
He threw away the heavy machine gun, reached out and pulled out a short knife from Ji Yuanjia's waist, then pointed at the guards of the Wei family and the Yin family, and said, "Go and watch those guys and drive them out of this area. Whoever dares to obey the law, write down the name, and find trouble with them after Lao Tzu's spring hunting is over!"
"Wei Shizi, you..." Ji Yuanjia heard Wei Potian's interpretation of the four characters of bullying so uprightly, he couldn't help smiling wryly, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead.
Wei Potian waved his hands impatiently, and said, "Okay! That's it!"
After finishing speaking, he held the saber in his hand and strode towards the depths of the Profound Sky Mountain Range. Seen from behind, Wei Potian's pace was steady, his imposing manner was as if the abyss stopped and the Yue stood upright, it was indeed extraordinary, especially a kind of arrogance that was being given up to me, was slowly being formed. But his clothes are ragged, if it is normal, this can be regarded as a proof of a real man. It's just that at the moment, the exposed half of the white butt completely destroyed all the aura.
Ji Yuanjia opened his mouth, but he still thought it would be better not to remind him, if he spoke quickly, he might be hated instead. The guards of the Yin and Wei families looked at each other, including Wei Huai, who coughed lightly and turned his eyes firmly away. Obviously, all the people present were smart people.
Ji Yuanjia pondered slightly, "Wei Shizi, it's actually not that simple!"
Wei Potian seemed to be entangled here and spent a lot of talking, but in fact he dragged the hunters to death here at the same time. Whether it is said that he is domineering or bullying others, Wei Potian has no room for maneuver to express his position, and he is forcing everyone to withdraw from the hunting. As long as he was present, if the other party didn't want to offend him to death, they couldn't get away and hunt down Qianye. This is much better than the effect of rushing forward to fight, after all, in terms of strength, Wei Potian's side is a bit far behind.
In the depths of the forest, Qiqi's short hair was flying, and she was moving quickly.
At this moment, Nangong Wanyun led the guards out of the forest ahead, and asked with a smile, "Where are you going, sister?"
But her smile froze on her face in a blink of an eye. Qiqi didn't say a word, and directly took off the hideous giant gun behind her back, and with a bang, a ball of force light the size of a water basin blasted over!
Nangong Wanyun screamed and threw herself to the ground! She dare not accept such a large Force bomb! This is not a bullet, it is clearly a shell!
The violent explosion pushed her several meters away, and when Nangong Wanyun stood up, Qiqi had already forcibly passed through the heart of the explosion and went all the way away.
Looking at Qiqi's back, Nangong Wanyun's expression was uncertain.
A guard asked: "Miss, do you want to chase?"
Nangong Wanyun gritted her teeth and said, "Forget it! This woman is already crazy, we better not provoke her! Let's go!"
The Nangong family's team then changed direction, preparing to turn back to their hunting area and continue to score points.
At this time, on the small hill, Danny Hatton opened his mouth and let out an unconscious growl, and his two fangs stretched out involuntarily. His eyes were all on the blood oozing from Qianye's wound, and he couldn't move away. Then he breathed hard, as if he wanted to inhale all the sweet and sweet fragrance of blood in the air into his lungs.
Qianye didn't seem to feel anything unusual, he seemed to be too weak to raise his hand now, and he didn't expect to stop the bleeding, the scarlet from the wound was still gushing out.
Danny has amazing willpower, and he was able to barely maintain his sanity at this time. He whispered: "Maybe it's a good idea to turn you into a blood slave! No, why not give you a first hug? Maybe I can create Produce a very powerful descendant."
Qianye looked at him, smiled and said, "Give me a first hug? Marquis Ross will kill you."
Danny forced himself not to look at the blood in the wound, stretched out his hand to Qianye, and said, "The Marquis of Ross may also develop you into his descendant. This may be your only chance to survive."
Qianye smiled wryly, "I don't seem to be able to resist."
"Indeed."
Danny knelt down on one knee beside Qianye, leaned forward, and stretched out his hand to push away Qianye's scattered and damaged collar, revealing a section of his neck. He took a deep breath and was about to bite down.
However, at this moment, a breeze suddenly blows, soft and warm like a lover's fingers slowly brushing over the skin. Fallen leaves flutter like rain, swirling down from the air one by one, like the skirts of dancers at a grand celebration.
Qianye shuddered inexplicably, this hill was full of bushes, there was still some distance from the forest, and it was spring again, where did these fallen leaves come from
At this moment, Danny's mind was already on Qianye, and he didn't pay that much attention at all. He just wanted to quickly taste the delicious food that only appeared in his dreams.
However, a fallen leaf just drifted past his eyes.
Danny subconsciously reached out, trying to push the obstructing leaves away. However, he waved his hand, and the fallen leaf was still fluttering along the original track. It turned out to be a phantom!
Danny was startled suddenly, and then felt a chill in his heart, and the numbness quickly spread throughout his body. In just one breath, the unprecedented coldness and darkness instantly overwhelmed his consciousness and took away his last strength.
"It's you." Qianye looked at the figure slowly emerging behind Danny.
The fallen leaves are still endlessly floating down from the void, and now some light pink and white petals are mixed in, swaying and flowing with the gentle breeze. The man seemed to be walking out from the bank of the fallen forest.
"It's me." Song Zining smiled, and slowly pulled out the long sword from the back of Sir Blood's vest.
"Actually, it's not bad to end like this. It's better to die in your hands than to die in that vampire's hands." Qianye said very calmly.
The atmosphere froze for a moment.
Song Zining immediately shook his head and burst out laughing. He drew the sword without stopping at all, and his technique was very special. While pulling out, he rotated, and he could see the subtle light of origin force bursting on the sword body again and again, and the little blood flowers bloomed like fireworks.
No flesh and blood splattered out, everything the sword touched turned into gray powder, and when the long sword was completely pulled out, Sir Blood's heart and blood vessels had been completely shredded. Song Zining picked up Danny Hatton's body and threw it aside.
Around the two of them, fallen leaves and flowers were still flying, and some of them were entwined with the sharp edge of Song Zining's sword. Wherever they passed, the bloodstains and gray powder disappeared little by little, as if there was an invisible hand erasing all the traces left behind. . In the end, the original force sword was so clean that it seemed that it had just been forged, Song Zining casually threw it aside.
He raised his hand, and the fallen leaves and flowers flying above Qianye flickered for a while, dissipated into a misty translucent mist, and then descended, sinking into Qianye's skin.
Qianye's burning pain, as if immersed in lava, suddenly eased a lot. He raised his head and looked at the flowers and leaves in the sky curiously. The ground, and finally disappears into the earth. But then, in an unknown corner of the void, a new petal will appear.
"This is your ability, very powerful."
The force of the warlord can be manifested, and the phantom is also real. Song Zining was only at the seventh level, yet he was able to control the release of the original force covering a radius of Zhang Xu. Every flower and leaf in front of his eyes meant subtle changes in the original force. Qianye has only seen Ji Yuanjia's swordsmanship, which has the power to block space, but it is only limited to around the trajectory of the sword.
Song Zining lowered his head slightly to look at Qianye, still smiling calmly and gently: "This is the Three Thousand Floating Leaves Art, but it's nothing more than illusions and superficial tricks." His eyes fell on the deepest hole between Qianye's chest and abdomen. On the wound, a light mist condensed by the original force has almost completely submerged into the skin.
Song Zining was stunned suddenly, "Your wound seems a bit strange, do you mind if I take a look?"
Qianye smiled wryly, and said simply: "Look."
He also felt that something was wrong. After Song Zining's original force entered his body, the blood energy that was curled up quietly in his heart suddenly surged, and even the golden blood energy barrier shook. However, Qianye is very tired now. He used up the rest of his blood energy when setting a trap for Danny Hatton just now. If he hadn't leaned against the boulder, he would not even be able to sit still. He no longer wanted to hide or struggle.
Song Zining stretched out his fingers to get a little blood on the wound, and a few fallen leaves gathered in the air, forming a small force storm at his fingertips. His expression changed slightly: "The power of blood! Blood race? That's not right..."
"I was bitten before, but I didn't have a first hug, and I'm not a blood slave. I don't know why I became like this." Qianye said frankly.
Song Zining nodded, the gentle expression on his face that seemed to never change slowly faded away, frowning in thought. After a while, he sighed, and said with a half-smile, "Qianye, you are still so troublesome."