Zhang Kun's waist was cold and he could almost feel the sharp coldness on Yin Fu's fingertips...

Before the fingers actually touched the skin, the penetrating tingling sensation had penetrated deeply into the kidneys... The left half of the body immediately became numb, and a layer of goosebumps appeared all over the body.

Zhang Kun, who should have been panicked, surprisingly did not make any evasive move. Instead, a glimmer of light flashed deep in his eyes.

"Bah..."

Fire burst out from Zhang Kun's left sleeve.

Yin Fu pointed at the silver hook, but before he could exert any force, his expression, already confident of winning, was as ugly as if he had eaten a dead child. His figure was swaying, and he quickly dodged back...

The left shoulder had already been grazed by a hot bullet, leaving a deep bloody mark.

"It turns out that what you rely on is a Western short rifle."

Yin Fu looked at Zhang Kun holding a broken knife in his right hand and a short spear in his left hand, pointing at him. Not only was he not angry, but he laughed.

"If you think that you can easily escape with such small firearms, you would be underestimating the strength of me."

"Really? Then why doesn't the old gentleman dare to step forward?"

There was a smile on Zhang Kun's lips.

There were only seven steps between the two of them. The opponent's movements were surprisingly fast, especially his dodge movements, and he was able to change according to the situation. He was like a prophet who could predict the future. As soon as the gun was aimed and murderous intent moved, he would immediately sense it.

Therefore, it is not feasible to directly raise the gun to aim and shoot.

I almost got hit in the waist just now, partly because I couldn't avoid it, and partly because I used my body as a bait.

The moment the old guy thought he had succeeded, the short gun hidden in his sleeve aimed at his heart and shot directly.

But he never expected that even in this situation, Yin Fu could still react.

In the flash of lightning, he took the first step and stepped back, avoiding his heart. Only some oily skin and flesh was wiped off his shoulder by the bullet.

At this time, Zhang Kunshu had no confidence that he could achieve such results again with a short spear.

One thing he knew better than Yin Fu was that after shooting with a short gun, there would be an extremely brief pause, and the first bullet and the second bullet were by no means coherent.

If you shoot within the opponent's line of sight and induction, if the first bullet misses, you will become very dangerous.

"I see."

Yin Fu just stopped for a breath or two, stared into Zhang Kun's eyes, and suddenly moved.

The body seemed to be blown up by a breeze, undulating and floating like fallen leaves. It seemed to be extremely slow, but in fact the whole body was relaxed to the extreme. It could use force to accelerate at any time, becoming as fast as a powerful arrow.

Yin Fu's figure moved, and as the light and shadow changed, no murderous intention invaded his soul.

A spark suddenly lit up, and the cigarette stick in his hand had already touched Zhang Kun's eyebrows.

Five Tigers Soul-Severing Gun.

Compared to Cui Yuming, Yin Fu used a cigarette stick as a gun, which was more than twice as powerful.

There was no warning in his attack, the wind was silent, his power was restrained, and he was gentle to the extreme, and almost to the extreme.

Without thinking, Zhang Kun directly pulled the trigger with his left hand.

Shoot to stop the enemy.

While the revolver sprayed out flames, the broken blade of the right hand danced in a semicircle in front of the blade, twisting and striking the wrapped tobacco rod.

However, the body leaned extremely backward, as if it was being dragged by a rope, and the soles of the feet were used to slide backwards.

Zhi...

A hole had been pierced by the smoke pot in the clothes on his chest.

After Yin Fu thrust out the rod, it slid down and cut Zhang Kun's clothes.

He tilted his head slightly to the left, having already dodged a bullet, and said with a cold snort: "Guizhou donkeys have limited skills. People have to rely on their own abilities. After all, external objects are of little use."

Seeing that the barrel of the gun in his hand was wrapped in a broken knife, Yin Fu changed his moves very quickly.

His arms trembled slightly, and his wide sleeves immediately bulged and turned into wire nooses...

Wow…

The robe was wrapped around him, and the cigarette rod and the broken knife were all rolled up. His palm suddenly came out like a snake shedding its skin.

A palm like a knife or a cone used force again and stabbed Zhang Kun's heart.

"drink……"

Zhang Kun's boxing skills are perfect, breaking through the limit in one go, there is no place in the whole body that cannot be used, and there is no need to open up a stance.

The muscles and bones are buzzing together, and the voice is exerting force.

boom……

A punch hit Yin Fu's palm hard.

At the same time as his body was being shocked by electricity, he was thrown back and the short gun in his left hand suddenly fired again.

This time, he didn't aim at Yin Fu's head or heart; he didn't even aim at any of his life-threatening vital parts. Instead, he pointed his gun downwards and fired a shot that seemed to be intentional or unintentional.

puff.

Yin Fu, who followed closely like a shadow, quickly twisted and dodged.

When I landed on the ground and tried to step back, I felt a slight numbness and itching on one side of my thigh, and my feet felt soft.

He glanced down and saw that a blood hole had appeared behind his thigh... It didn't hurt the bones, it was stuck in the skin, muscles and tendons.

Leave it alone, but that's not the case.

"What an insidious boy, how far can you run if you forcefully hit me with a heart-breaking palm?"

Yin Fu originally looked like the old god was there and the situation was under control, but he finally couldn't hold on and squeezed out these words through his teeth, with a cold murderous intent in his voice.

"Haha, Mr. Yin should heal the gunshot wound on his leg first. He's getting older. He may bleed too much and catch cold from his burps... If you have the ability, you can catch up and see if Zhang can fight you for three hundred years.

round."

Zhang Kun's voice became farther and farther away, his body swayed, he rushed into the corner of the endless buildings and disappeared.

After all, Yin Fu did not pursue again.

He just stretched out his hand and patted it expressionlessly.

On the thigh, the bullet jumped out.

With his parallel fingers like a sword, he touched his thigh several times to stop the blood flow...

He raised his head and took another look at the corner outside the hall, then turned around and returned to the Yangxin Hall.

The figure rises and falls, rushing into the numerous palaces...

Just like when I arrived, it was silent.

…

Zhang Kun stood outside Zhengyang Gate, looking back at the overlapping palace walls, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

5 points of dragon energy rushed into the eyebrows from all over the city.

A battle with a master-level master of the Huajin Sect is not without gain. Presumably, the families of those heroes who died at the hands of the old guy will be grateful and shocked.

This is also the source of dragon energy points.

Now I have 25 points of Dragon Qi, and it is not too far away from 32 points to reach the next level.

Half of his body was numb, and every time his heart beat, there was an indescribable dull pain. However, all the depression in his heart was gone, and he was filled with indescribable joy.

After this battle, the dragon's Qi point is no big deal.

The main thing is to fight all the way from outside the city to the inside of the city, and then to the imperial city.

He killed Cui Yuming, the second general manager of the inner court, beat the imperial guard "Golden Monkey" Gong Baosen, and even fought to the death with the top martial artist Yin Fu, the treasure of Daqing Town Palace, and escaped with his whole body.

If you miss today, whether you are in the palace or any force, if you want to deal with yourself or the people around you, you must weigh it to see if you can withstand your thunderous revenge.

At this time, it can be said that it is relatively safe.

Yin Fu's strength is indeed extraordinary.

After transforming energy, washing the marrow and strengthening the internal organs, the attack methods are many different. They are completely different creatures from the martial arts masters in the stage of changing muscles and forging bones.

Basically, as long as a boxer who has practiced to cleanse the marrow and strengthen the internal organs does not encounter extreme situations or special accidents, it will be difficult for him to be beaten to death.

Especially this kind of knowledgeable Huajin master.

Facing ordinary people, it is simply a dimensionality reduction attack.

No wonder Queen Mother Qixi had so much faith in the old Bangzi and didn't care at all that someone would assassinate him in the palace.

If I hadn't had a flash of inspiration and used the "unintentional shooting technique" before, I might have had some difficulty in escaping.

If it doesn't work well, you will be forced to use the "Seven Stars to Kill" acupuncture method, which is used to stimulate potential and destroy the body.

The so-called "unintentional marksmanship" is actually an insight Zhang Kun gained based on the fact that the first two shots were sensed by Yin Fu in advance and he dodged in advance.

He discovered that masters at the level of masters of Huajin can react in response to stress and telepathy. It is an instinctive avoidance of murderous intent and danger.
To be continued...