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Chapter 560 Lan Qing is Injured

On Wang Fan's side, as soon as Shitou made his move, Wang Fan hurriedly jumped to the side. This was also the plan he had planned before. There was also a Holy Realm warrior on the other side. As long as there was a slight hesitation during the entire movement,

You will immediately put yourself in danger.

But as soon as Wang Fan landed on the ground, two bullets shot straight at him. Fortunately, Wang Fan kicked his feet on the side of the coffin when he landed, and his body changed its trajectory, and he was able to escape the two bullets.

These two shots were dodged, but what about the ones behind them? Wang Fan quietly moved his position while thinking about countermeasures. But the good thing is that the flashlight that was aimed at Lan Qing was

The light has now been attracted and is following Wang Fan's traces all the way.

Wang Fan, who had fallen to the ground, could only dodge by rolling continuously. In addition, he could only raise as much dust on the ground as possible to block the pursuit. Under the dual pressure of the holy warriors and bullets, Wang Fan even

It was difficult to save one's life, so how could one still have the chance to knock the flashlight out of the Great Elder's hand? What's more, the Great Elder was a holy warrior, so it would be so easy to knock out the thing in his hand.

"Bang, bang," there were two more gunshots. Although the dust obscured Wang Fan's figure and the bullets fell on the mud beside him, the aroused sand and rocks still hurt Wang Fan's body.

Wang Fan's situation became more and more critical. He was lying on the ground and had limited space for movement. In addition, the injuries on his body also greatly reduced his speed, and the surrounding sand, gravel and dust were almost completely moved by him.

At this critical moment, suddenly a small porcelain bottle hit the flashlight in the elder's hand. Some thick gelatinous juice flowed out from the broken small bottle and covered the surface of the flashlight, which was suddenly obscured.

The glass on the flashlight was closed, and the light suddenly dimmed.

"Who dares to tease me?!" The great elder shouted angrily, and across the void, he slapped a palm in a certain direction. A slap with great strength from a warrior in the Holy Realm is no small matter, and the force he raised was immediately withdrawn.

The surrounding air was blocked, and everyone within the area suddenly felt as if they were deprived of oxygen and fainted.

"Bang," the great elder's palm seemed to hit something in the air, and the opponent fell heavily to the opposite wall.

The great elder instinctively raised the flashlight to shine in the direction of the sound, only to realize that the flashlight was covered with juice and there was not much light left. The embarrassed great elder casually smashed the flashlight in that direction.

, the "哐婷" flashlight was smashed to pieces on the mud wall.

In fact, it's no wonder that the Great Elder was so angry. Judging from the small bottle that hit his flashlight, the angle of the attack wasn't very tricky, and the force and speed weren't very good either. It was just because he was so close that he realized he was being attacked.

There was no time to react. But such an incompetent person could bypass everyone's perception, including himself, and deceive himself into launching a sneak attack on him. Wouldn't this make him angry?

After the sound of the flashlight breaking, the tomb returned to darkness again. In a state where they couldn't see their hands, the Great Elder and the others also lost the target they were tracking. The surroundings were so silent that there was no sound...

In a forest that is not very big, there happens to be a small stream flowing through it. There are large and small rocks piled on both sides of the stream. There is a small sunken nest on the rocky slope, and only one person can lie down in it.
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