The danger broke out, and the man in gray shouted angrily.
The next second, his body bounced, as if he was being pulled from a thread, and his body was divided into seven afterimages and scattered out.
There are very few afterimages, but they are combined into a complete man in gray.
When he parted, his whole body disappeared.
The warhead and crossbow arrows were all hit on the spot, with smoke rising from gunpowder and stones splashing, but they did not hurt the man in gray.
The afterimage separated out calmly and quickly avoided the guns and bullets.
"What?"
Ye Fan and Song Hongyan couldn't help but be surprised when they saw this. Unexpectedly, the man in gray had this kind of body technique of "breaking the whole into pieces".
They knew that this was the other party's mysterious illusion, but the truth was unresponsive.
Ye Fan felt like Zhang Wuji had met the chief tutor.
The Song bodyguards and the others were also shocked.
It was the first time they had seen such a strange body movement.
The bombardment fell to nothing, and the bodyguard of Song turned his sword and gun to search, but he could not lock in the shadow of the man in gray.
"careful!"
When Ye Fan protected Song Hongyan and retreated five or six meters later, a gust of wind suddenly flew across the sky and another figure.
The man in gray appeared out of the shadow.
The Song bodyguard subconsciously raised his sword and gun to shoot.
The man in gray scattered his body and swooped down like lightning.
He shot at the Song gunman.
The Song gunman was also very good. When he saw the man in gray rushing over, he didn't dodge. He lifted up the hot weapon and shot it.
"Bang bang bang--"
More than a dozen guns were spraying fire tongues, and bullets poured out like lifelessly.
However, the man in gray reacted too quickly.
He easily shuttled through the bullet and came to the Song gunman in an instant.
A flash of sword light, and eight Song's bodyguards fell and flew out.
Blood in his chest, but he was not dead.
Then he waved the back of the knife and slapped the four of them out again.
Many people are caught off guard when the accident is swift.
Ye Fan protected Song Hongyan and Su Xier and continued to retreat.
Song Hongyan shouted: "Kill!"
The remaining Song bodyguards shot without mercy.
"Bang bang bang--"
Crossbow arrows shot everywhere, and the warheads flew everywhere, dense and fierce.
The man in gray kept changing directions, calmly avoiding in the rain of bullets, and drove straight in very quickly.
The Song family's bodyguards are strong enough, bullets are fired fast enough, and crossbow arrows are dense enough, but none of this can stop the man in gray.
Like lightning and thunder, like storm, the man in gray is too fast, so fast that it is far beyond the limit of human reaction.
A sword light flashed in the air, and next, a Song bodyguard would be injured and fell to the ground.
There is no way to stop, no matter how you take action, you will not be able to escape the defeat.
In the blink of an eye, all thirty-six Song bodyguards were knocked down by the man in gray.
He did not kill anyone, and used serious injuries to consume Ye Fan and his men's power.
"Swish--"
Just as the man in gray was about to rush into the garden, two figures suddenly flashed.
Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang were like tigers descending from the mountain, and their bloody mouths were opened as they roared.
Yuan Qingyi stabbed the man in gray with a sword.
Miao Fenglang also smiled and punched him out.
Amazing momentum.
The man in gray had his eyelids twitched, and felt the danger of Yuan Qingyi and the others, and subconsciously stopped rushing forward.
But he didn't retreat at all. He laughed dryly, his figure flashed, and his whole body was divided into two more figures.
A long sword blocking Yuan Qingyi.
A fist that seals the Miao and Fenglang.
"when--"
The man in gray shook his wrist and the flesh-cutting knife blocked Yuan Qingyi's attack.
Then he slashed Yuan Qingyi's heart with a backhand.
Yuan Qingyi's pretty face changed, and her long sword turned to block the flesh-cutting knife.
"when!"
With a crisp sound, Yuan Qingyi groaned and then retreated two meters.
Miao Fenglang flashed quickly, his body suddenly jumped up, and his fist hit the man in gray.
Majestic!
The man in gray raised his left hand and fought with Miao Fenglang head-on.
The fist was about to hit and exploded with a deafening sound.
Even though Miao Fenglang's fist was fierce and fierce, he was still blocked by the man in gray calmly.
Similarly, Yuan Qingyi's long sword did not take any advantage.
A series of attacks were blocked by the man in gray.
However, Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang were not depressed, but instead had a huge fighting spirit and revealed their full strength to fight.
"Dangdangdang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The three of them fought faster and faster, and the more they fought, the more crazy they became, so fast that even the Song bodyguards could not see anyone.
However, there were more and more grass clippings in the air, and the sparks of weapons colliding became more and more dazzling.
"Boom!"
With the last earth-shaking collision, the three men who fought fiercely separated and the airflow around them rolled.
Countless dust is flying, shading everyone's vision.
Under the violent shock, the three of them retreated for more than ten meters before stopping.
Yuan Qingyi's long sword stabbed into the ground and drew a long sword mark, which barely stabilized his body.
Miao Fenglang also dragged out two deep footprints and stomped a stone before stopping.
The two afterimages of the man in gray were once again combined into one, and they stepped on seven or eight cracked ground to return to peace.
This time the collision, the two were almost equal.
The three of them suddenly looked up, their eyes staring at each other, and their eyes were filled with a strong sense of fighting.
"I didn't expect that for decades, it was the first time I had such a difficult knife to use it on credit."
The man in gray had a little less calmness in his eyes, and he looked at Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang with a little more solemnity.
He tried to overestimate the strength of the beach villa, but he still underestimated the enemy.
It is difficult to get through Miao Fenglang and Yuan Qingyi, let alone Ye Fan who is protecting Song Hongyan.
It’s just that some things, once you choose, it’s hard to look back.
The man in gray looked ahead and smiled: "No matter what, this knife must be taken out of credit."
"I want this knife!"
At this moment, a figure flashed away, and a boy in black stood in front of the man in gray.
Dugu Shang pressed the black sword, with a expressionless face, staring coldly at the man in gray.
Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang shouted: "Dugu Shang, be careful, hard-working!"
Dugu Shang did not respond, but just stared at the man in gray: "I want this knife!"
The man in gray looked at Dugu Shang and smiled: "This knife has its master, so you have to give a reason to rob credit."
Dugu Shang looked at the man in gray and said coldly: "The Jing family is lifeless in the credit knife clan."
Jing Wuming was shocked: "Who are you?"
He didn't know the boy in front of him, but the boy revealed his origin at a glance, and Jing Wuming had to be shocked.
You know, few people in the entire Xin Kingdom know his name.
"The thousand-year-old ghost valley makes the capital a word."
Dugu Shangshi was shocked: "I am your uncle!"
"You are Guigu--"
Jing Wuming's face was completely moved, and the flesh-cutting knife could not stop it.
"Swoosh!"
Dugu Shang didn't say anything, just shook the black sword and slashed a branch.
He cut a bloody mouth in his palm again, and held the almost withered branches.
Dead branches are stained with blood.
Dugu Shang threw the dead branches to Jing Wuming:
"roll!"
Jing Wuming took the branch, his mouth and tongue were dry, and he looked down.
Looking at the sword technique left by the smooth incision, the vitality of the withered branches and leaves.
Jing Wuming's body trembled:
"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the root of all qi!"
"I'm sorry, offending the uncle..."
Jing Wuming slashed a finger with a backhand, put down the flesh-cutting knife, and then grabbed the branch and left...