Rebirth of the Flying Era

Just when Eagle was almost in despair.

Ci Xin, who walked off the pier, looked at the person who stopped her expressionlessly.

When Ci Xin was young, he read the original work of "Feng Shen Bang" and was deeply impressed by the phrase, "Fellow Taoist, please stay."

But she didn't expect that one day someone would actually call her that.

Ci Xin raised her eyes and looked at Master Zhang, who was walking from a distance.

Master Zhang is still dressed in a Tang suit, with a slightly stout figure, a three-part beard, and a somewhat immortal air.

At this time, the pace seemed slow but was actually fast, and he was in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Ci Xin was a little wary. Master Zhang was already a top master just by showing off his skills.

She also discovered that Master Zhang was holding a telescope in his hand.

He must have been standing on the roof of a nearby house with a telescope and saw everything just now.

"What do you do for me?" Ci Xin's tone did not waver at all, and he casually reached into his satchel with one hand.

Master Zhang saw this and could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

He could see that there was a way to practice compassion in the body, and although the way was not correct, the skill was quite good.

It's just that the style of carrying cannonballs is... hard to describe.

I don’t know which expert taught it.

Master Zhang calmed down his thoughts and said with a smile: "I see that my fellow Taoists have practiced Buddhism in various ways, and the breath throughout the body is mixed with Buddhism. It seems that there are also methods from the Tantric Sect of the Western Regions. I am afraid... that it will be difficult to achieve positive results in the future."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and gently twirled his beard, looking like "I am a wise man, come and ask me".

Ci Xin looked at him without saying a word. After waiting for two seconds, he suddenly swayed and punched him in the face.

Ci Xin's fist is not big, white and tender, and does not seem to have any lethality.

But the strong wind brought by that circle was extremely strong, and there was a sonic boom with a "bang" sound.

Master Zhang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Ci Xin would hit him as soon as he said so.

Originally, in his imagination, what he said just now hit the point, and even if he didn't recognize Cixin, he would at least say a few words to him.

Unexpectedly, the woman in front of him didn't play according to the routine, and she used her killer move.

Master Zhang's pupils contracted, and a voice in his mind roared, telling him to hide quickly or he would die.

But Metta's speed was so fast that he was caught off guard again.

Master Zhang will definitely not be able to hide after knowing this.

He became passive as soon as he dodged. He dodged this punch and was followed by countless killing moves.

"Can't hide!"

Master Zhang was heartbroken, roared, raised his arms together, and responded.

The next moment, it was like two rubber sledgehammers crashing together.

Master Zhang groaned and took three big steps back.

A blush appeared on Ci Xin's face, but she stood still and didn't move at all.

The strength of the two is high.

Master Zhang's expression was ugly. Although he expected Ci Xin to be extremely powerful, he didn't expect it to be this strong.

He also understood in his heart the reason why Cixin ignored his words just now.

His strength is here, why should he listen to his nonsense?

Master Zhang was heartbroken, put his hands on his collar, and pulled open the Tang suit on his upper body with a sharp click.

As a middle-aged man, his muscles are shriveled and his skin is sagging, making his actions look a little funny.

But Cixin saw Master Zhang's Qiongqi tattoo extending from his shoulder to his left chest, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke for the first time: "Your surname is also Zhang. Who is Zhang Qishan?"

Master Zhang was surprised: "Do you know Qishan, fellow Taoist?"

He did not misunderstand his age because of Ci Xin's appearance. It is impossible for a girl in her twenties to have such strength.

Compassion does not answer.

Master Zhang continued: "Qishan and I are both branch of the Zhang family, and we are cousins ​​by seniority."

Ci Xin said "Hmm", then tiptoed and attacked again.

Master Zhang was stunned. He thought that speaking compassionately and mentioning an old friend would help build relationships.

Unexpectedly, the ladies in charge didn’t have this logic at all.

If you continue to beat Zhang Qishan after mentioning him, then why are you mentioning him?

Master Zhang was depressed and his reaction was not slow at all.

With a loud shout, his whole body felt like it was inflated, and his muscles swelled.

The tattoos on Qiongqi's body became more and more obvious, and his overall aura increased by two levels.

He waved his hand to receive Metta's punch, and then hit him back with his backhand.

The two of them were like rabbits and falcons, going back and forth to plan their skills and defenses, and the delivery was extremely fast.

It was like two whirlwinds rolling around the beach, colliding at high speed and then separated immediately.

After fighting for dozens of rounds in the blink of an eye, with a bang, the two separated and each took a few steps back.

The sleeves of Ci Xin's little white dress are fluttering, and she still looks like a three-naught girl.

Only in the loose sleeves, the originally thin and white arms suddenly swelled to a large extent, becoming thicker than those of ordinary men, with bulging muscles and protruding veins.

Because of the continuous exertion of force, the blood in her body surged like a river, emitting an astonishing amount of heat. If you looked carefully, there were wisps of white steam on the top of her head and on the surface of her skin.

Master Zhang on the opposite side was even more embarrassed.

He was panting with his mouth open, and his face was swollen and red, as if he had just run ten kilometers without exercising for a long time.

The Qiongqi tattoo on his body was stimulated by his blood and turned into a bright red, becoming more and more lifelike and vicious.

Ci Xin looked at the other party and spoke again: "He is worthy of being a member of Zhang Qishan's clan. It's a pity that you are confusing me with your evil words and messing up my Taoist mind..."

As he spoke, Ming Xin's hand reached into his satchel and took out the demon-conquering pestle.

I used the magic pestle before because it was convenient to use one at a time to avoid getting my hands dirty.

Now, facing Master Zhang and taking out the Demon-Subduing Pestle is a sign of respect for the other person.

Master Zhang looked at the dark demon-subduing pestle and couldn't help but feel his heart twitch.

He had tried his best just now, and most of his abilities were in his fists and feet. Even if he was given weapons, he might not be able to increase his strength by a few points.

On the contrary, he was compassionate, held the demon pestle in his hand, and his aura suddenly increased, which was obviously different from before.

Master Zhang swallowed his foam and said quickly: "Fellow Taoist, wait a minute, I'll..."

Before he could finish speaking, Compassion's pestle had already smashed over.

Just now, he dared to face off against each other with punches and kicks, but now that he has changed his weapons, he would not dare to do so no matter what.

Coupled with the excessive consumption just now, he immediately fell into a disadvantage.

After only a few moves in this fight, Master Zhang couldn't stand it anymore.

Knowing that if the beating continues, Master Zhang regrets provoking Ci Xin today.

But the matter has come to this, and it is useless to blame oneself. He hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Taoist, stop, I have a method of immortality, and I am willing to study the details with my fellow Taoist..."

Meanwhile, at the hotel.

Just as Du Fei was about to come out of the house, there was Xiaowu watching him eagerly.

Despite the critical situation, Eagle's head remained calm.

He made a quick judgment and rushed to the room next to Du Fei.

The door was locked, but it couldn't stop him.

With a bang, Eagle burst into the door.

Although the fundamental problem cannot be solved here, it can temporarily escape the unfavorable terrain and avoid falling into the joint strangulation of Du Fei and Xiaowu.

Eagle's face was gloomy. After entering the house, he immediately rolled over, turned around and pointed his gun at the door.

The door limited the range. At this time, no matter Du Fei or Xiao Wu, as long as they rushed in from the outside, he was confident that they would hit the target 100%.

However, the next moment, the gun went off before Eagle could pull the trigger.

Gunshots came from the direction of the balcony.

"Bang bang bang~"

Three shots were fired in succession, all of which hit Eagle's back. One shot hit the heart, one hit the lungs, and one hit the waist, all of which were vital organs.

Eagle groaned and fell to the ground, turning over and looking in the direction of the balcony with a look of disbelief on his face.

Du Fei was seen standing on the balcony, holding a Type 54 pistol in his hand, the smoking muzzle still pointed at him.

"You..." Eagle's face was full of surprise, and he couldn't understand why Du Fei appeared here.

Then he turned to look at the door.

I saw one big one and one small one, with two hairy heads sticking out from the side.

One is Xiao Wu and the other is Xiao Huang.

It turned out that after Du Fei sprayed fire twice, he didn't drag the flamethrower out at all.

What Eagle saw was just an illusion created by Xiao Huang.

Originally, with Eagle's strength, it was impossible for him to be affected by this illusion.

But in the situation just now, Eagle's judgment obviously declined, so he didn't see through it.

It's also because Xiao Huang is so cunning, not only using illusions, but also trying to figure out people's hearts.

The illusion it just created was just the flamethrower's nozzle protruding from the room, and nothing more appeared. This is really clever.

If Du Fei's illusion is really created, the more complicated it is, the more flaws it will have, and the easier it will be to make it self-defeating and let Eagle discover the flaws.

The real Du Fei had already jumped over from the balcony in advance.

In fact, in the situation just now, Eagle's only chance to turn the situation around was to rush into the guest rooms on both sides of the corridor.

He had two choices, one was the one next to Du Fei, and the other was the one opposite.

The hotel rooms are not facing each other.

Go to the opposite room, the door should be two meters behind.

Therefore, when Eagle chooses, he is most likely to enter here.

Du Fei came over in advance to wait and see, what he wanted was a high probability.

If there was a small probability situation, he would have no choice but to admit it.

Eagle's face turned pale, and a pool of bright red blood spread under his body, and he leaned weakly on the bed.

Du Fei looked at it and couldn't help but sigh with emotion at the tenacious vitality of these top martial arts masters.

An ordinary person would have been hit in the heart, lungs, and waist, and would have died on the spot.

But Eagle was still thinking of giving someone a backing up before he died.

With a "bang" sound, the gunshot rang out again.

The bullet hit Eagle's left wrist.

Eagle groaned again, despair appearing in his eyes.

A short dagger without a handle fell out of his struck palm.

The dagger is shaped like an eagle's talon, with only a ring pierced through the finger.

If Du Fei was careless just now, get closer.

It would be really painful to be stabbed by this thing.

The last little thought was seen through. Eagle smiled bitterly and opened his mouth to say something.

But because the lobe of his lung was shot, a large mouthful of blood foam spurted out. He was choked and coughed violently, and could not speak at all.

Du Fei then took two steps forward and looked at the man lying on the ground whose life was counting down.

Eagle didn't look at Du Fei anymore and leaned his head on the bed with his eyes distracted.

Du Fei thought silently, watching Eagle's vitality rapidly weakening, and finally thought of something.

The next moment, the person in front of him disappeared out of thin air.