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Chapter 735 Na Lanning

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The speed of the submachine gun was very fast, and several rounds of bullets were fired in just the blink of an eye.

Dozens of people shot together, and bullets flew everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yifeng shook his head lightly: "No one told you that the master is not afraid of bullets? Or are you testing the strength of the person behind me?"

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, he turned to look at Ji Dali and the Hundred Bandits, and said four words indifferently: "The operation begins."

"City Lord, I have been waiting for your words for a long time!"

"Gun? I used to be scared, but now, you just give me a tickle."

"A bunch of rubbish, those who dare to take advantage of our city will be punished by death!"

One hundred bandits had been impatient for a long time. As soon as Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, they rushed straight into the crowd like hungry wolves, facing the bullets.

Clang Clang Clang!

The bullets hit them but did not cause any harm to them.

Master, as long as he releases his true energy and inner strength, he is not afraid of weapons of this scale. A submachine gun cannot harm a hundred bandits.

One hundred war bandits each carried a broadsword behind their backs, but they did not use the broadsword. Instead, they attacked dozens of gunmen with their bare hands and killed them.

Bang bang bang.

The fists fell on these gunmen and there was a muffled sound.

No one in this group is a one-punch enemy of a hundred bandits.

"No point, everyone kneel down!"

One hundred bandits were too lazy to fight with this group of weaklings. Huang Feng suddenly shouted, and the master's late stage aura was suddenly released.

Under the terrifying pressure, these dozens of gunmen knelt directly on the ground.

Weak people simply cannot withstand the pressure of the master.

The leader, like the gunman, was sweating profusely and kneeling on the ground.

"Is this the power of the four major families in China? It's nothing more than that. It's just relying on its own army and pretending to be powerful all day long, right?"

"It's really too weak and not interesting at all."

The hundred bandits looked down at the gunman, shaking their heads at each other, with no trace of ridicule hidden at the corners of their mouths.

"Young people don't know how high the sky is, and they don't know that they are already standing on the threshold of hell."

Suddenly, a low shout resounded throughout the house, the voice was vague and emotionless.

As soon as the voice fell, rays of light suddenly appeared on the ground in the entire courtyard. If you look closely, you can see that they are actually formation patterns.

The light spread and reached the huge statues on both sides of the courtyard.

A scene that slightly surprised the hundred bandits appeared. The huge statue suddenly appeared cracks, as if the statue was about to be resurrected.

Fortunately, the statue was not resurrected. Instead, formations of light emerged from the body of the statue. The light condensed into a beast in the air. This was a ferocious lion. The lion's appearance was exactly the same as that of the stone statue, but its body shape was that of a statue.

More than ten times larger, it stood in the void, like a beast king looking down on the human world.

Zhang Yifeng could tell at a glance that this was a formation called the Spiritual Lion Killing Formation.

This formation is not weak and may have been left by the ancestors of the Nalan family.

"so big!"

One hundred bandits were all very surprised. Two huge lions with wide-eyed eyes suddenly appeared in the void. Even the sunlight was blocked. Ordinary people would have been so frightened that they would have collapsed on the ground.

"What? Are you scared? This is my Nalan family's courtyard-protecting formation, called the Spiritual Lion Killing Formation. Over the years, countless masters have died under this formation. Don't think you have a few masters.

You can come to Nalan's house and run wild, they are just a bunch of arrogant clowns trying to please others."

The misty voice came again, seeming to be very confident in the Nalan family's formation.

"Although I admire your courage, anyone who provokes the dignity of the Nalan family will be killed without mercy. Now, the Nalan family sentences you to death!"

Sentence you to death!

The sound keeps floating, sonorous and powerful, which can be regarded as soul-stirring.

"Roar!"

The two huge lions in the sky suddenly opened their mouths and roared towards the sky. Although no sound could be heard, there were terrifying fluctuations all around, as if the two lions formed by the formation were really roaring.

The next moment, a huge lion descended from the sky and came towards the hundred warrior bandits to kill them.

The terrifying aura caused waves of wind and waves.

Boom boom boom!

The next moment, violent noises were heard.

It was as if a cannonball had landed in the yard. The whole yard was filled with smoke and dust, and sand and rocks were flying.

"A bunch of ants don't know how high the sky is. Someone come and clean up the corpse."

The cold voice came again. As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people came out from the side courtyard. It seemed that in their eyes, Zhang Yifeng and others had become corpses.

But as soon as the group of people reached the center of the yard, their bodies flew up upside down, like kites with broken strings, and fell to the ground from all directions.

Everyone vomited a mouthful of blood and found it difficult to stand up for a while. The weak ones were turned into corpses.

At this time, the smoke and dust in the yard gradually dispersed, and the figures of a hundred bandits appeared in everyone's sight.

One hundred people were neatly dressed and not injured at all.

Instead, the two stone lion statues in the yard were smashed into rubble.

"How can it be!"

The person hiding in the dark let out a cry of surprise, as if he did not expect such a result.

How powerful this formation is. He knows better than anyone else that no one below the Grand Master can survive this formation. But he never imagined that the hundred bandits brought by Zhang Yifeng were not wasteful.

In vain. These are one hundred masters!

Among Chinese warriors, even the most powerful five-star sect probably does not have a hundred masters. A hundred masters working together can still be barely comparable to a generation of grandmasters.

"It's interesting. I underestimated you. Then I'll take action myself."

The door of a room suddenly opened, and an old man with gray hair walked out of the door. The old man's skin was wrinkled, as if he had lived for a hundred or two hundred years.

"Which one of you is the master?"

After the old man came out, he kept looking around among the hundred bandits. He knew that there must be a master hidden among these people. Otherwise, how could he break the formation in the courtyard.

"Lao Immortal, are you a great master?"

One hundred war bandits did not answer the question.

The old man's eyes shone brightly and he said arrogantly: "I am the great master of the generation, Nalan Ning!"

"Really a great master!"

"I didn't expect that we would meet the legendary grandmaster so soon. I feel like my blood is boiling."

The eyes of the one hundred warrior bandits were all bright. Their eyes were not afraid at all, but full of expectation and endless fighting spirit!

A great master with legendary fighting power. If he were defeated by them, hahahaha!

Just thinking about it makes me feel very happy.

The Hundred Bandits have lived a life of licking their flesh on the tip of a knife, and have always been fearless. The stronger the enemy, the more they can show off their awesomeness after killing the enemy!


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