Wang Jixuan took the initiative with this kick!

The silver-haired old man stumbled backward and hit the elevator wall!

The two strong men reacted quickly and were about to draw their guns and shoot, but Wang Jixuan had already waved his hands forward. Amidst the rapid and brief sound of breaking the air, the two thugs covered their necks and slowly slipped.

Wang Jixuan's heart was full of warning signs!

The silver-haired old man had actually launched a counterattack, aiming at Wang Jixuan's front door with a fist wrapped in blue light and slamming it down!

It’s too late to get short!

Wang Jixuan shook his head, leaned his body sideways, and barely dodged the opponent's straight hook. He was not good at hand-to-hand combat and immediately chose to jump back to distance himself, and threw out three utility knives with his right hand!

The old man's punch missed and he immediately chased outwards. The elevator was shaken back and forth by his step. He did not dodge the sharp blade coming at him, but just raised his hand to protect his face!

The mottled aura in the old man's body was expanding rapidly, and the old man's body also began to swell like a balloon.

The utility knife accurately shot the back of the old man's hand!

There is no blood splatter;

The three utility knives were embedded into the back of the old man's hand two millimeters deep, and were thrown to the ground by the old man.

"Who are you!"

The old man's voice was like a roaring lion.

Wang Jixuan did not answer. He quickly retreated and rushed around the corner. Several nuts shot out with the sound of breaking through the air, knocking down the Black Fire Gang thugs who were holding cards and looking up.

With no worries for the time being, Wang Jixuan turned around and looked at the silver-haired old man rushing from behind.

The explosive muscles swelling in the old man's body have already burst his custom-made suit!

The voice of 'Bartender' Kooncho sounded in Wang Jixuan's heart, full of shock.

"He, he is actually a psyker! Our number three figure in Blackfire is a psyker! Oh my god! He has been in the lower city for more than twenty years! Shouldn't he be fighting those blade beasts!"

He is indeed a psyker!

This old psyker is the number three figure in the Black Fire Gang he is looking for, ‘Giant Fish’ Wen Heisen!

Close combat!

Wang Jixuan clenched his fists slightly, his eyes were filled with golden light, his toes touched the ground, and his body quickly retreated backwards.

Wen Heisen clenched his iron fist and attacked fiercely, like a human rhinoceros. The fist he swung was powerful enough to blast open the alloy door!

Wang Jixuan didn't just dodge, he kept throwing the utility knife blade hidden in his sleeve at Wen Heisen.

Facing the invincible 'Qi Flying Knife' of ordinary gangsters, now it can only tickle Wen Heisen, leaving shallow blood marks and clear pain on his body.

"You are looking for death! Ah!"

Wen Heisen cursed loudly, his eyes were blood red, and his expression was frantic.

This reminded Wang Jixuan of the demonic body cultivation that was recorded in the sect's ancient books by swallowing blood souls.

Facing such a powerful enemy for the first time in this world, Wang Jixuan's Taoist heart was eager to try.

It's like he... suddenly found a soulmate?

Yes, that’s what it feels like!

Even if the gang leader in front of him was a murderer and engaged in organ transplant business, Wang Jixuan was very interested in his characteristics that were completely different from ordinary human beings!

Wang Jixuan raised the sword with his left hand and pointed it forward continuously, and put his right hand behind his back.

[Low-level movement technique: Wind Riding Technique]!

The strong air flow from Wen Heisen's punch became Wang Jixuan's strength. Wang Jixuan spread the breath of his Dantian throughout his body. His muscles stretched and his body was like a feather, being pushed left and right by the wind of the fist.

After hitting the air with more than ten punches in a row, Wen Heisen was already out of anger!

Wang Jixuan became more and more calm, and had almost estimated the opponent's strength.

In terms of strength, he is at an absolute disadvantage.

Although the aura in this psyker's body is mottled and impure, the total amount of aura is comparable to that of a monk in the third level of the Foundation Establishment Realm who has 'returned to his true nature'.

In Wang Jixuan's original world, cultivation was divided into four major realms - foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, and ascension. The four realms were divided into different categories. There were four realms of foundation building, three golden elixirs, and three realms of Nascent Soul.

There are only two realms of ascension, and the final realm is Mahayana.

As a former Mahayana monk, Wang Jixuan's judgment is basically reliable.

Although there is a lot of aura in Wen Heisen's body, it is very mottled, even more chaotic and messy than those instant demonic cultivators that use elixirs, soul-devouring techniques, and dual cultivation techniques.

In addition, this silver-haired old man does not know how to use the energy in his body.

Is this a psyker?

There is no technique, no method, it will only forcefully activate the qi in the body to bless the body. This kind of rough blessing itself is devastation and harm to the body, and life span will probably be lost as a result.

‘It’s true that some of them are not worthy of publicity.’

Wang Jixuan was sighing in his heart, Wen Heisen was on the verge of rage.

He has thrown thirty-six punches in a row! He has chased him for more than half of the circle in the circular corridor on the second floor!

But he couldn't even touch the clothes of the young man in front of him!

Seven or eight of Wenheisen's henchmen rushed out of the room connected to the circular corridor, but before these men could raise their guns, their Adam's apples were shattered by the nuts fired at them.

Only then did Wen Heisen realize that he was being played by the slippery young man in front of him!

The calm gaze of the young man in front of him made him feel hugely humiliated!

"ah!"

Wen Heisen's skin suddenly turned blood red!

Wang Jixuan's figure fell, and his right hand that had been behind his back suddenly grasped a standard-caliber pistol.

Wen Heisen stepped forward violently, and the soles of his feet that swelled twice broke the leather shoes, and an obvious dent appeared on the cement floor!

Bend your legs and jump forward!

Wen Heisen was like a human-shaped cannonball, charging straight towards Wang Jixuan with a sound explosion!

Wang Jixuan had already anticipated that the four magical charms attached to the inside of his outer trousers were lit up at the same time. He took two steps to the left and turned in a half circle with the toes to the top of his head as the axis.

Wen Heisen passed him by, smashing the one-meter-high thickened glass behind him!

Wang Jixuan's calculation of the charging angle of the 'Giant Fish' was just right.

In fact, he already knew:

When his training techniques are combined with the powerful firearms in this world, it will be a sure kill!

Now he can also say that:

Fellow Taoist, times have changed!

Wang Jixuan raised the gun, with a calm smile on his face, and pulled the trigger with his finger continuously!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

In the gushing gunfire, six bullets shot at Wen Heisen's back and back of the head...

Eh?

Wang Jixuan was startled for a moment because he saw... six obvious depressions appeared on Wen Heisen's back and back of his head, but there was no blood splattered in the depressions.

Wen Heisen was like a bloody bear at this moment. His body shook hard, and six warheads were ejected almost at the same time, falling to the ground with a crisp impact sound.

no!

Can't penetrate even at such a close distance?

bite!

The sound of the elevator opening was heard from the side, and Wang Jixuan was keenly aware that at least ten Black Fire Gang gunmen rushed into the circular corridor.

Wang Jixuan stared at Wen Heisen expressionlessly, who turned to glare at him, roared and rushed at him again.

Wang Jixuan let out a slight snort from the tip of his nose, smashed his pistol horizontally, and lunged forward, expecting to collide head-on with Wen Heisen.

The moment when he is about to collide with Wen Heisen!

Wang Jixuan's whole body was trembling with breath, and his figure suddenly rolled upwards, narrowly avoiding Wen Heisen's sweeping arm. He raised his sword finger with his right palm and pointed at Wen Heisen's forehead.

Wen Heisen didn't realize that he had fallen into the trap, and he tried to crush Wang Jixuan's fingers without dodging his forehead.

Wang Jixuan's right hand suddenly shook, and a three-centimetre-long utility knife blade appeared in the middle of the sword finger. It quickly slid toward Wen Heisen's right eye and flicked it with his fingers.

Wen Heisen was caught off guard and closed his eyes subconsciously. A deep scratch appeared on his right eyelid. The blade was pushed into his right eyeball, causing him unbearable pain and he couldn't help but scream!

"Eye! My eye!"

Wang Jixuan's movements were smooth and smooth, and his left hand pressed down on Wen Heisen's back!

Wang Jixuan twisted the fingertips of his left hand, and a stack of paper talismans opened like a folding fan and stuck to Wen Heisen's back and heart; he borrowed some strength to shoot towards the broken window.

The group of Blackfire Gang thugs who rushed nearby with rifles only saw an afterimage jumping out of the window.
To be continued...