Looking at the old and strange face of the old man surnamed Feng, Zhou Yi also frowned deeply. No matter in which world he is, there will be people like this who become mentally twisted due to lack of ambition.
The old man in front of him wanted to torture himself just because he hurt his scar.
"Old man, just continue to be wicked! You may not even reach the foundation building stage in your next life!"
Zhou Yi's words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. In anger, the old man surnamed Feng roared angrily, rushed forward with his hands open, and rushed towards Zhou Yi.
Judging from the other party's appearance, it seemed that he did not intend to use the magic weapon. He was stunned for a moment, and then an idea flashed in Zhou Yi's mind: Body Refining Monk!
Body refining monks are different from ordinary Dharma cultivators. They rely on tempering the physical body to improve their cultivation. Once this type of monks has achieved success in cultivation, their physical achievements can reach the point where gold and steel are indestructible, but body refining
It is also a test for your own physical fitness, so the speed of advancement will be relatively slow.
A look of horror flashed in his eyes, and Zhou Yi finally understood why the old man's cultivation was only in the middle stage of foundation building. It turned out that the other party had advanced by tempering his body.
Just as the old man pounced on him, the man surnamed Yu also took action, urging the black skull to bite Zhou Yi from a high position.
Seeing that the situation was unfavorable to him, Zhou Yi did not dare to challenge him. His footwork changed vertically, and he moved laterally more than ten meters away. He flipped his right hand, and strangely an extra gun appeared.
The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the old man surnamed Feng, and the trigger was pulled. As a series of "click-click" sounds were heard, the muzzle of the gun spit fire, and more than twenty rounds of bullets hit the old man's body.
But what made Zhou Yi gasp was that when the bullet hit the old man's body, it was like hitting a steel plate, making a banging sound. It only penetrated several holes in the old man's clothes, but it did not hurt him at all.
The body of an old man.
This time, Zhou Yi was even more certain that the old man surnamed Feng was a body-refining monk. Such a powerful body could be compared with the advanced and enhanced adventurers on the Glory Continent.
After being hit by more than twenty high-speed bullets, although the old man was not injured, he still suffered a burst of pain. However, his eyes were full of surprise as he looked straight at the red snake gun in Zhou Yi's hand. Look at it.
It looked like he was using the gun as a magic weapon.
"Fellow Daoist Yu, the magic weapon in this kid's hands is quite good. Once I capture him, the magic weapon will be mine, and everything else will be yours, how about it?"
"That `s a deal!"
Before Zhou Yi was killed, the two men actually started to fight each other. Seeing this scene, Zhou Yi felt like he wanted to cry without tears. It seems that it is the same in any world. The common man is not guilty but he is guilty of carrying the jade. Unexpectedly,
A single gun has already determined his life or death. From the looks of it, even if he wants to stop fighting this time, he will never be able to.
Just as his thoughts were turning, the black skull above his head whizzed down, and Zhou Yi struck out with a backhand sword. Although he blocked the blow, his arm was still numb from the shock.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the old man surnamed Feng was a little faster and rushed towards Zhou Yi. Ten fingers like dry branches stretched out their hands, brought up a strong wind, and grabbed Zhou Yi's face.
Close combat is not difficult for Zhou Yi. The only thing he is afraid of is the round bead magic weapon of the man surnamed Yu. At the moment, the 'Array Killing Technique' in his hand is activated, and combined with the introductory skills of Huang Maple Valley, the 'Array Killing Technique' is activated at this moment.
Jue' is no longer what it used to be. After three fierce sword moves, the old man surnamed Feng didn't take any advantage at all. Instead, he was slashed by the Fierce Claw sword.
This time, with the power of the C-level attack item of the Fierce Claw Sword, only one wound was cut on the old man's body. However, unlike other wounds, the old man did not bleed after being injured. It was only vaguely visible that the old man had been cut.
In this place, the skin and flesh were slightly open, revealing a faint crystal color inside.
Seeing such a strange scene, Zhou Yi was shocked. The Fierce Claw Sword and his current cultivation level could only hurt the old man to this extent, which shows how powerful his physical body is.
If you can learn the old man's method of strengthening the body, you can save the glory points required for strengthening. On the other hand, Zhou Yi's own primary enhancement of defense, coupled with the defensive effect of the night windbreaker, can be regarded as double primary enhancement at most, and even
Intermediate strengthening is not even considered.
"This guy's sword is also a good magic weapon!"
The old man surnamed Feng originally thought that Zhou Yi was just a Dharma cultivator and would definitely not be his opponent in close combat. However, he did not expect that Zhou Yi's ability in close combat was far superior to his, and he actually suffered a big loss after a confrontation.
However, the greedy light in the old man's eyes became stronger, and his mind fell on the Fierce Claw Sword again.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, if you like it, this sword is yours too! Yu just wants the elixir on it."
The man surnamed Yu's eyes turned cold, and he sounded a little unhappy. Previously, the old man said he wanted Zhou Yi's gun, which was acceptable to the man surnamed Yu. But now he is interested in Zhou Yi's sword, which made him very unhappy.
So he quickly said what he wanted, thinking that the old man surnamed Feng would not ask for the elixir.
The old man sneered and agreed without any politeness.
At this time, Zhou Yi hated these two people to the point of his teeth. After raising his eyebrows, he inserted the long sword on the ground, reached out and took out a bunch of bullets from the badge and quickly changed it into the red snake gun.
He stretched out his hand and gently touched the old man surnamed Feng, saying:
"Come here if you have the guts?"
"Tch! I'm still afraid of you, right?"
Facing Zhou Yi's provocation, the old man snorted disdainfully. At this moment, he also felt that he wanted a little too much, so he wanted to kill Zhou Yi with one person. Only in this way would he not provoke the man named Yu.
dissatisfaction.
Thinking of this, the old man rushed towards Zhou Yi again. But Zhou Yi stood still, staring at the old man named Feng with his eyes. When the other man was less than ten meters away from him, Zhou Yi suddenly raised his gun.
, fired a bullet at the old man.
boom!
At the same time as the gunshot sounded, a fire snake flashed at the muzzle, and then a bullet flew out of the barrel and hit the old man surnamed Feng directly in the chest.
Since he had been attacked by bullets before and knew its power, the old man did not dodge this time. However, when he rushed in front of Zhou Yi, he saw that Zhou Yi still did not move, just looking at him with a smile on his face.
Suddenly, the old man surnamed Feng felt a pain in his body. He hurriedly looked down and saw a bloody hole the size of a fist where the bullet had just hit him.
"How... how is it possible?"
Looking at the wound in disbelief, the old man's voice trembled. With his powerful body, even ordinary magic weapons could not damage him to this extent.