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Chapter 191: Whispering

The sky is destroyed!

When Xu Liusu revealed the three words, he used his mental power to expose his power to his chest, and a roar of thunder shocked, and the sound exploded!

The thunder sounded thunder in the air, and the people of ancient Xinjiang felt that their eardrums were damaged, and even those with weak cultivation quickly covered their ears, not daring to resist this prestige.

But what's the use of covering their ears tightly? They all looked pale, blood was oozing from both orifices, and their faces were instantly filled with deep fear.

With such a reputation, what should we do with cultivation?

Is he really a young man? Or is he the Central Plains people extremely talented, and all of them are like this?

If this is the case, it will be much better than Gujiang.

At this time, Gu Jiang people had this idea in their minds.

Suddenly.

Their palms were so painful that they blew blood and flew backwards, falling like sandbags that were shattered, and the condensed net made a strange noise.

In the situation of cone blade surrounding and killing, the youth's face was as plain as before, his arm muscles were bulging, and the tightly held gun light condensed at a certain moment, and it suddenly turned into a gun shadow all over the sky.

The gun shadow gathered like an Optimus Prime to emit a beam of light, and the Nine Heavens soared up and hit the blade net hard.

There was a huge rumbling tremor, and the blade net was shaking strangely. The cracked patterns spread instantly, causing the light to fade and dissipate immediately!

Moreover, the Optimus Prime-like gun shadow did not mean to weaken. It actually rode the wind and waves to penetrate the void and smashed it toward the ancient Xinjiang man!

"No!"

The man from Gujiang screamed, but he couldn't catch this kid even if he wanted to get the secret art of Gujiang.

Even if you can't get trapped, it's impossible for you to wipe your life with your backhand!

But it is the blame that the ancient Xinjiang men were too careless.

So even before he could even prepare for the resistance, he was flattened by a gun, his bones were shattered into ashes, his flesh and blood were blurred, and turned into countless pools of meat paste.

.........

still...

It seems that the factor of air stops flowing.

At this moment, the dense forest is still silent.

At this time, there were only three living people, Xu Liusu, Linghao and even Lin Qingwu.

Only a corpse was left.

The whole process was seen by Ling Hao and Lin Qingwu, and before they knew it, they were already shocked and numb.

Unexpectedly, when the two men in desperate situations were about to die, they would be rescued by this sudden young man in white.

It seems that young people are only in their twenties...

But his face exudes a mountainous calmness and murderous aura.

The gun was held in his hand and it was integrated with the young man without distinction.

"Uncle Ling, are we safe? Did he save us?"

Lin Qingwu blinked her beautiful eyes, and the corpse died tragically, but she was not afraid.

For some reason, she seemed to be completely attracted by the temperament of this young man and could not take her eyes off her.

Ling Hao also sighed: "It's safe for the time being... But Qingwu, don't relax your vigilance. It's an enemy or a friend, and you can't tell whether it's a ruthless person. This person's murderous crimes may not be a good person."

After the words came, Lin Qingwu came to her senses, closed her mouth tightly, and did not dare to speak.

Ling Hao looked at the young man carefully, but he was puzzled: "Hmm? Qingwu, look, what is he doing?"

Lin Qingwu was also surprised when she saw this.

I saw a young man in white standing in the wind, folding his hands together, and praying to the remaining limbs beside the wooden barrel.

Worship is a Buddhist etiquette.

Xu Liusu was born in his previous life, which was a peaceful era without war.

So in this life.

Although he killed people, he was in awe of life.

This is just a habit.

"Uncle Ling, do you think he seems to be alone... Look at him also using a black spear?" Lin Qingwu's eyes were stunned, and she remembered something.

"You don't know Qingwu, I know you're talking about Brother Xu, but he is completely inconsistent with the person in front of him. There are many guns using martial arts, but this young man's methods are very similar to Xu Xiaoyou."

Ling Hao said nervously: "Maybe they are the same type of people."

"Mumble, say something more!"

Just then, Ling Hao and Lin Qingwu suddenly heard a voice.
Chapter completed!
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