It is a pity that whether it is a sharp needle, an arrow or a flying knife, hitting Ma Xiaoquan's body has the same result, that is, it is ineffective and cannot penetrate into Ma Xiaoquan's body at all.
Ma Xiaoquan did not stand still and act as a target. He kept dodging, but no matter how he dodged, there were still many arrows and sharp needles hitting him.
There was no feeling on the skin and flesh, and the clothes and pants on his body were beaten into "beggar clothes" at this time.
Ma Xiaoquan was very annoyed. When he went out today, his second sister-in-law Qiao Yu made special arrangements not to get these clothes dirty. Well, now that it has become like this, how can he explain it to his second sister-in-law when he gets back?
"Damn~~" Ma Xiaoquan couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the throwing knife that fell from the ground, pointed it at a green hooded man, and threw it out.
"Uh~~" The green hooded man was stabbed in the chest and instantly vomited black blood. Unfortunately, he became the first unlucky person to die under Ma Xiaoquan.
"Holy shit, are there poisons on flying knives?" Ma Xiaoquan yelled, squatted down, and picked up a small bundle of flying knives, arrows and other things on the ground.
"Hmph~" Ma Xiaoquan smiled ferociously and pulled out a throwing knife and threw it towards another green hooded man.
...
When the green hooded men saw that Ma Xiaoquan was using local materials to counterattack them, they dropped their weapons one after another, pulled out the daggers they carried with them, and charged at Ma Xiaoquan.
There are too many people on the other side. It would be unwise for Ma Xiaoquan to go head-to-head with hundreds of people on the other side.
Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy, one word - run.
Although Ma Xiaoquan knew in his heart that the opponent's sword could not hurt his body, if the opponent used a net to trap him, there would be nothing he could do.
When the green-hooded men saw Ma Xiaoquan running away, they took out ropes and nets and surrounded Ma Xiaoquan from all directions.
Ma Xiaoquan shouted loudly, dropped his backpack, and quickly took out the scimitar given to him by Huang Taiji. He rushed to the green hooded man closest to him, knocked him over in two or two strokes, and knocked the man down with a swipe of the scimitar.
The carotid artery of the neck was severed.
Seeing this, the others dispersed in the shape of a five-pointed star. As they dispersed, they also spread out the big nets in their hands, trying to catch Ma Xiaoquan in a chain.
Ma Xiaoquan squatted down, rolled over several times, and narrowly escaped the first net attack.
Before he could take a breath, the second net attack from the green hooded people came again. Ma Xiaoquan couldn't avoid it. He waved the scimitar in his hand, and heard the sound of "squeeze", and the scimitar cut open.
Big net.
Ma Xiaoquan's eyes narrowed and he thought that Huang Taiji's scimitar was really good. He quickly swung it again and finally withstood the second net attack.
The green hooded people didn't seem to be worried about the scimitar in Ma Xiaoquan's hand. They took a few steps back at the same time, and then took out various tube-like objects from behind.
"What, you are still carrying firecrackers?" Ma Xiaoquan was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. The number of weapons on these green hooded men exceeded his expectations. There are also firecrackers at the moment. Damn it.
After a quick glance around, Ma Xiaoquan found an excellent bunker - a huge boulder. He jumped forward and hid behind the boulder.
At this moment, the sound of firecrackers exploded loudly, and then bursts of stone flakes splashed on the front and upper surface of the boulder.
Ma Xiaoquan hid behind the boulder and listened carefully to the sound of the firecrackers exploding. The more he listened, the more strange he felt. Logically speaking, the sound of the firecrackers exploding should be muffled, but the green hooded men on the opposite side were holding their hands.
The sound of the firecracker when it explodes is a bit crisp, like the sound of bullets popping out of a rifle used in modern society.
Ma Xiaoquan stuck his head out to see what was going on, but as soon as he stuck his head out, he was hit on the forehead.
With a pop, Ma Xiaoquan was knocked to the ground, his head was dizzy, and the place where he was hit on his forehead was a little painful. Although his body (including his head) was invulnerable, it did not mean that he was immune to the shock.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to wake up quickly. He subconsciously groped with his right hand, and he actually touched something.
When he picked it up and took a look, Ma Xiaoquan's eyes widened in surprise.
In front of the boulder, there was still the sound of firecrackers exploding and stone fragments splashing. Behind the boulder, Ma Xiaoquan looked at the little thing in his hand in a daze.
"This... this is not a steel ball at all, this is a bullet, yes, this is a bullet." Ma Xiaoquan couldn't believe that there were bullets in this strange alien space.
Although the workmanship is not very high, it is definitely a bullet.
...
Ma Xiaoquan is the deacon of Jinyiwei, and he has played with the firecrackers used by the Shenji Camp many times. The firecrackers have an exquisite structure, but due to the level of craftsmanship, the "bullets" used by most of the firecrackers are actually iron eggs and steel balls, which are very lethal.
The power is pretty good, but the range is limited.
"Damn, this place is getting more and more mysterious. There are actually bullets. So...those guys must be more advanced than firecrackers in using them. Damn it, where is this place?"
Ma Xiaoquan was extremely annoyed and murmured: "If this continues, I will be very passive. No, I have to find a way to fight back. By the way, the gravity field..." Ma Xiaoquan slapped his forehead and luckily calmed down his emotions several times.
Finally, he closed his eyes and counted three times silently in his mind, then shouted loudly and opened his eyes.
"Hmph~" Ma Xiaoquan stood up, held up his hands, and jumped onto the boulder.
Seeing Ma Xiaoquan jump out, the green hooded men all raised their elbows, pointed the muzzle of the "gun" in their hands that looked like a blunderbuss but not a blunderbuss at Ma Xiaoquan, and fired bullets with bang bang bang.
"Drink~" Ma Xiaoquan shouted violently, and a burst of dust suddenly rose up within two meters of him, clearly visible like an energy field in a fantasy movie.
When those fired bullets reached the "energy field", they fell to the ground one by one like tadpoles that were tired from swimming and wanted to rest.
"What?" A green hooded man stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what he saw. He shook his head, rubbed his eyes again, and made sure that this was the case before he cursed, "What the hell is this?"
Damn, why is that Ma Xiaoquan so hard to kill like a monster?"
On the boulder, Ma Xiaoquan did not dare to neglect. He knew that the gravity field could not last long, and when it reached its limit, it would be troublesome if he did not find a way.
At this moment, a man's scream suddenly came from not far away.