"What? Show me!" The man in the big hood tilted his neck and looked at Wu Ruzhu and Li Moxian, his eyes were filled with greed and playful expressions.

Wu Ruzhu signaled the thing in her hand to everyone, proving that this thing was not a dangerous item, and threw it towards the man with a big hood from a low position on the ground.

The man with a big hood took a cautious step back, but after waiting for a long time, he carefully walked slowly towards what Wu Ruzhu threw.

"Wolf Slayer! How could you have such a thing?" The man with a big hood shrank slightly, his voice trembled, and he seemed a little surprised. His eyes looked at Wu Ruzhu a little different, that was doubt, that was fear.

"Poison King, long time no see!" Lu Feng's voice suddenly rang.

"Demon Wind! Why are you here?" The man with a big hooded look stopped, and the atmosphere was quite solemn, as if he attached importance to the mainland style.

"I'm not going around the bush. We are actually here to get things. Ruan Qifengke has been waiting for this thing." Lu Feng's eyes were fixed on the man with a big hood.

The confrontation was just when the two of them were in a stalemate, an old voice suddenly rang out in the tomb.

"Little monster, don't be fine!"

Suddenly hearing this voice, his whole body stiffened, which made Zhao Qianyu never expect that Si Wanjue would come here, and he didn't expect to meet Si Wanjue again under this situation.

Zhao Qianyu thought to himself, how could he come here?

Suddenly, the man with a big hood seemed to feel the third party being present, and with his instinctive special reaction, he felt that the person coming should be a master, a super expert!

"Bang!"

The man with a big hood opened fire directly at the entrance of the cave. Zhao Qianyu hurriedly ordered everyone to lie down. The man with a big hood seemed to only choose the target to attack according to the power of their master. Zhao Qianyu and others were also lucky. They avoided this section because they did not open fire as soon as possible.

"Okay, very good, very good!" Si Wanjue said three good things in a row. Without saying good things once, his momentum would become even more fierce.

"This is the first time I have seen someone fire so resolutely!" Si Wanjue silently condensed the masked men who fired. His body was filled with murderous aura, but everyone clearly saw that it was a series of charge and scrambled fire, but the old man had nothing to do. It seemed that he used some magical methods to dodge these bullets. If Zhao Qianyu and others had improved their strength a few more realms, they might sigh that this person's speed could be so fast?

The wind was not allowed to be automatically, and the man's black robe in the big hood was blown by the strong wind, and Si Wanjue was laughing, his smile was particularly hideous.

"Hehe, there are actually some people who are more sinister than me! Are there no rules on this island? You dare to open fire and break the rules. Very good, very good!"

"Are you good? Are you good? Shoot him to death!" The big hooded little eyes were full of coldness. Even though the old man could dodge his bullets, he didn't think the old man could survive the rain of robbing bullets.

"This immortal is even more arrogant than me. If you fuck his grandma to death, can he survive the fire? Brothers, work harder!"

Zhao Qianyu took a deep breath, and fortunately, their group was far away from the hole. Zihao wanted to pull the trigger excitedly. Zhao Qianyu immediately pressed him down and said, "Watch it, we are not easy to set off now, don't move each of you! Don't make a sound!" l

Zhao Ganyu didn't explain anything and crawled on the ground and pretended to be dead.

Lu Feng crawled on the ground, thinking to himself that these are lifeless, do you know that you welcomed a powerful devil with a snatch sound?

Li Moxian crawled beside Zhao Ganyu and shivered. He Mingjie and Zhao Ganyu looked at each other with a strange expression.

Except for a few people, everyone was not sure why Zhao Ganyu was so scruples, but they were still willing to believe Zhao Ganyu's words, and Zihao has become honest now because of the past.

Now the other party is concerned about the old man, so he temporarily chose to ignore them. If they join in at this time, whether it is helping them hit the old man with purple hair or helping them fight against this group of people from the drug organization themselves, they will probably be affected by the war immediately.

Fortunately, everyone did not move, and they all maintained a unified formation, all lying on the ground.

The members of the Ruan Qifeng Poison Group were all holding the robbery and spitting out flames at the position of the purple-haired old man, and kept firing.

The purple-haired old man dodged left and right, constantly traveling freely under the fierce bullets, getting closer and closer to the men in black. The people were shocked. The reason why they could not care about Zhao Ganyu was completely shocked by the amazing speed of the purple-haired old man.

Under the bombardment of so many bullets, the old man with purple hair was not only nothing, but also kept approaching everyone. However, countless bullet holes had been squeezed out behind him. Now the stone walls with holes were dislocated, and a layer of murals fell directly to the ground.

The men in black were unwilling to believe this fact. Even though they held the fingers that were snatching their bodies and trembled slightly, they had already resisted the advanced charge and snatch, and they would have to shoot the old man with purple hair through it.

The old man in purple hair was swimming beside a man in black. The man in black punched hard. It seemed that he had practiced it, but for the old man in purple hair, he was just a doll punch, and he pinched the man's neck casually.

"Karat!"

The man in black lost all his resistance and fell softly to the ground until his eyes were dead, showing a look of horror.

"Hmph! There are seventeen heads left..." The old man with purple hair strangled one person to death and did not stop. On the contrary, his face had a terrifying hideous sensation.

But whether they believed it or not, the old man with purple hair had already changed, and his body movements were like ghosts and shuttled between them. At an unparalleled speed, he pinched the neck of the man in black. Just pinched the man's neck easily by him, not just pinching it.

"There are sixteen left... fifteen... haha... ten left..." Every time the old man with purple hair read a number from his mouth, a man in black would fall to the ground and rest forever.

It seemed that the voice of the old man with purple hair was as terrifying as a demon in hell, and the number lingered in everyone's heart like a demon sound. The next moment...will he take my life too?

"Nine more...haha!"

The purple-haired old man traveled through the vast bullets, either rotating and hovering, or flew straight away. As his movement speed became faster and faster, the faster he ran.
Chapter completed!