Ye Dongcheng smiled and said, "Don't be surprised, I have thousands of people in the Red Lotus Sect. It is not difficult to mix one or two people into your camp."
Wu Zheng was taken aback, and immediately felt wrong, and immediately stared at Ye Dongcheng with a puzzled expression: "I found out that you seem to have a lot of releases today, especially since I didn't even ask you about such a secret thing, but I told you bluntly. It's not like your usual person!"
After talking about Wu Zheng, he raised his hand with a shot. He wanted to understand that Ye Dongcheng was definitely not trying to support him with a single breath, but was delaying time. The trembling of his left foot was a flaw he deliberately sold to himself. It's so that I believe that he is the end of the war.
Although he still couldn't understand his purpose of dragging time, he didn't need to think about it and knew that it was definitely not a good thing for him, so Wu Zhengguo disconnected his gun.
As a result, a surprising scene appeared. Ye Dongcheng didn't evade his bullets. A flyby rushed towards him. The uninjured left hand was now covered with five fingers and claws. Grasping to his throat.
But he mumbled too much about the power of the pistol. If he stood twenty paces away, he might be able to avoid the rotten bullet, but he rushed towards him fiercely, and the gun exploded on his left shoulder. A blood flower was opened, and his body couldn't help but feel the pain, and the whole person had to land in advance.
Wu Zheng took the opportunity to retreat quickly, and at the same time opened the gun wheel and stroked his belt, instantly loading the last five bullets. Looking back at the shot, the hammer hit the empty space without sounding.
Ye Dongcheng was taken aback, and immediately smiled: "There are no bullets? It's a pity that no matter how good the artifact is, no bullets are just a waste."
Ye Dongcheng forcibly endured the sharp pain in his hands and feet. If Wu Zheng reacted more slowly just now, he would be able to force the three bullets on his body out of his body without the bullets in his body. The law can be restored to 60% of the peak state, but now the original three warheads have not been forced out, and as a result, they have been shot again.
Ye Dongcheng was very angry and mad. He couldn't wait to burn Wu Zheng into slag with the anger in his eyes, but the reality is that he must now grab Wu Zheng with the pain in his body.
"Bang!" It was another shot. Under Ye Dongcheng's defenselessness, Wu Zheng hit his heart with this shot and exploded a bloody arrow blasting out of his heart.
Ye Dongcheng was stunned, subconsciously touched the gun hole in his chest, and looked at Wu Zheng with a strange expression on his face.
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Sorry, I watched and informed you when I was on the bullet."
"You..." Ye Dongcheng, who was under the atmosphere, stretched his fingers and clicked on his body frantically, sealed his wounds, then shouted, and rushed towards Wu Zheng again.
"Bang bang bang bang..." Four shots in a row, the shots hit.
But at this moment, Ye Dongcheng was as if he had hired the upper body of a divine soldier. He turned a blind eye to these gunshot wounds, and suddenly came to Wu Zheng's face as if he was unconscious.
Wu Zheng is a little stupid, he won't die like this
Before Wu Zheng could react, Ye Dongcheng was already severely kicked in his stomach, and he was kicked into the sky by Ye Dongcheng. When he fell down, Ye Dongcheng was about to kick again, as if he wanted to play himself like a ball in the air. Die, is the "Dragon Marrow Sutra" still the secrets of cultivation that can make a mortal with a flesh and blood body become so fierce, not dead by nine shots
Wu Zheng's body fell uncontrollably from the air. Ye Dongcheng, who was waiting for him to fall, lifted his feet and kicked. Ye Dongcheng, who was full of anger and finally vented, is now in a very good mood. He has been abused by Wu Zheng so many times. This time, he could finally be tortured to death.
Just between the sparks and flints, the falling Wu Zheng grabbed Ye Dongcheng’s neck, squeezed his body and kicked Ye Dongcheng, grabbed Ye Dongcheng’s neck and turned over and came to Ye Dongcheng’s back at the same time. Taking advantage of the trend, Ye Dongcheng fell to the ground, and he rolled out a long way under inertia.
Wu Zheng couldn't take care of the severe pain on his body and got up to take a look, but saw that Ye Dongcheng had gotten up and running towards him. Wu Zheng ran without even thinking about it, but in the end a piece of sand suddenly shot out from under Ye Dongcheng's feet. The arrow is not powerful, but when it hits Wu Zheng's joint, it is enough to trip Wu Zheng to the ground.
When he came up, he kicked Wu Zheng away, and Wu Zheng subconsciously clutched his stomach, sliding out on the sand like a cooked lobster.
Ye Dongcheng finally stopped. Even the desperate attempt to turn over also consumed a lot of his energy. Looking at Wu Zheng, who was already immobile on the ground, Ye Dong... (End of this chapter)