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Chapter 577 Chapter 576 The Secret of Fame: The Anti-Mystery of Guns!

The sporadic passers-by on the street evacuated the scene immediately, showing a high quality of fighting disasters and emergencies.

From this point of view, the reactions of these passers-by are also quite in line with the background of "Yingzhou has been transformed into the underworld for three years".

The bodyguards in front of Zhang Guangmu were a little flustered.

After all, according to the current information obtained by the Xuanxian Group, those ancient celebrities who claimed to be "ancestral spirits" and returned from the long river of history should have died for a long time, and even their corpses were completely rotten, but the fact is...

They were strengthened by the Nether Air Plastic Body, which produced some kind of qualitative change, and had no real weakness.

Even if the head and heart are blown, they can recover quickly.

Compared with normal human beings who can only "borrow" and "accommodate" dark energy, these [ancestral spirits] are much better than normal humans!

Based on this, considering that the man with the double knives on the opposite side is named "Miyamoto Musashi", the fear and anxiety of the bodyguards became understandable.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

After all, Miyamoto Musashi is a famous swordsman throughout the history of Yingzhou!

Even so, the group of bodyguards still instinctively responded to Zhang Guangmu's order.

Holding the explosion-proof shield in one hand, they quickly pulled out the pistols they were wearing, pointed the black muzzles at Miyamoto Musashi, the great swordsman who had been dead for hundreds of years, opened the safety, and slammed the trigger.

Bang!Bang!Bang! ...

Miyamoto Musashi had a dark ghostly aura all over his body, and the two knives in his hands danced so rapidly that it was almost impossible to splash water.

The blade collided with the bullet, stirring up layers of sparks and hot rust.

Ding!Ding!Ding! ...

The bullets fell to the ground one by one, the bodyguards were stunned and almost forgot to continue to pull the trigger for a while.

As early as three years ago, they witnessed Zhang Guangmu avoiding bullets with his unparalleled eyesight and swift steps against the hail of bullets.

Because of this, they followed the old path of Luo Zuan, adored Zhang Guangmu fanatically, became his most loyal supporters, and fought for the position of "Pro-Guard Camp" at all costs.

Three years later, Miyamoto Musashi, incarnated as the [ancestral spirit], chopped off bullets with two swords, shaking their three views again.

It has been known for a long time that [ancestral spirit] is many times stronger than [underworld energy holder], and can only be suppressed and repelled by firepower, but it cannot be completely killed.

But today, seeing the bullets all over the ground, they really understand how unreasonable something like [ancestral spirit] is!

The eyes of these bodyguards looked at Miyamoto Musashi, apart from fear, there was also a trace of longing and longing - they also wanted to become such a powerful [ancestor spirit]!
"Compared with the firecrackers of more than [-] years ago, the current firecrackers are much stronger in terms of firing speed and power."

Miyamoto Musashi lowered his head, looked at the pits on the double knives, and couldn't help frowning: "However, after I become [ancestral spirit], compared with when I was alive, I am more than ten times stronger!"

"These toys can't hurt even half of my hair!"

"It's just a ridiculous bullet made of condensed gunpowder. How can it be compared with the [Body of the Ancestral Spirit] that has been tempered by the dark energy?"

As he spoke, a jet of black air flowed out along his arms and landed on the two knives.

So...

The twin knives, which had been tattered due to the slashing of bullets, also quickly recovered, becoming intact and shiny.

"Miyamoto Musashi came here today only to take the head of [Shenzuo Wushuang] Zhang Guangmu, to make a name for himself, and announce my return!"

This was indeed Miyamoto Musashi's only goal.

He didn't make it very clear, but there was one thing, whether it was Miyamoto Musashi's soul or the person standing behind him, they were very clear.

【Ancestral Spirit】Not only need the spirit of the underworld, but also the fame!
"Ming" and "name" are the most intuitive factors that determine the strength of a [ancestral spirit]!
However, in the face of the powerful ancestor spirit Miyamoto Musashi, Zhang Guangmu just raised the corners of his lips, showing contempt: "That's it?"

"I've seen too many people like you who beat up their faces to make them fat."

"If you really want to be as powerful as you said, then don't back down!"

"Keep shooting, don't be stingy with bullets!"

In the round of bullet rain just now, Miyamoto Musashi did go one step ahead and snatched the sacred bridge section he had planned for a long time, and he did steal the limelight, but...

Others didn't notice, but Zhang Guangmu saw it clearly - after the round of confrontation just now, Miyamoto Musashi not only did not close the distance, but kept retreating.

Hearing this, the wall of bodyguards who had been vaguely shaken stabilized again.

They noticed that the distance between Miyamoto Musashi and this side has now been pulled to about 25 meters!

This shows that their firepower is effective!
Miyamoto Musashi noticed the change in the momentum of this group of people, and his eyes could not help but shudder, and the black cloud of smoke around him became more and more dense: "[ancestor spirits] are far stronger than humans, you..."

Bang!Bang!Bang! ...

The gunshots are loud!

The bodyguards of the Xuanxian Group who don't talk about martial arts will no longer give Miyamoto Musashi time to force Lai Lai.

They all know that among the four great classics, their boss's favorite is "Water Margin".

What is the drama of beheading the general before the battle and reporting the name of the person who came up first? It is a routine of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"!

【Xuanxian Group】Never fight alone!
This group no longer saves ammo.

For a while, the gunshots were like muffled thunder, and the bullets were like a rainstorm.

Miyamoto Musashi gritted his teeth, concentrated his attention, and desperately chopped off the bullets fired by the bodyguards, feeling extremely upset.

Zhang Guangmu's slack and slack look, not taking himself seriously, is simply the greatest insult to a warrior!

But having said that, the opponent's Xuanxian group is really generous!
Even these bodyguards, each one is a master at the [Second Qi] level!

If they are ordinary people, even if they are [one qi]-level dark energy holders, their reaction speed and eyesight are not enough to compete with themselves. Even if they hold hot weapons, they will still be found and killed directly!
pity……

There are no ifs in the world.

The Xuanxian group is full of wealth and talent, and Zhang Guangmu is such a boss who will not be stingy with his subordinates.

Clang!Clang!Clang!
Miyamoto Musashi looked fierce as he quickly chopped down three oncoming brass bullets.

The self who turned into the [ancestral spirit] is not an existence that these mortals can guess!

Even a peak powerhouse like Zhang Guangmu [Five Qi] would be easily crushed and killed by any ancestor spirit!

Miyamoto Musashi knew very well that he was 62 years old when he died.

Now it is summoned in the form of [ancestral spirit]. Judging from its appearance, it is about thirty years old and in the prime of life, but...

Occasionally, his eyes burst into light, revealing vicissitudes and calmness that did not conform to his appearance.

Give up the habit of fighting as a living person, as long as you learn to exchange results with insignificant "injuries", you will be able to win decisive victories in life-and-death fights!
"Musashi Mystery: Niten is first-class! Gun against!"

Miyamoto Musashi held the Taidao tightly in his right hand, and held the small Taidao in his left hand. The two swords slashed alternately in front of him, cutting off bullets one by one, and rushed forward.

The so-called [Gunfan Mystery] is actually imitating Sasaki Yanliu's killer move [Swallow Return].

However, Sasaki Yanliu is a dead man, firstly because he is not famous enough, and secondly because his bloodline descendants have been cut off and he failed to turn into an ancestor spirit.

Therefore, the final interpretation rests with Miyamoto Musashi.

Change the name, and this mystery belongs to him!
After all, after turning into a heroic spirit, he is really unbelievably strong, almost invincible in the world!
The real title of [Wu Shuang] should not belong to a non-Yingzhou person, but to Miyamoto Musashi!
Bang!
A bullet that was never intercepted fell on Miyamoto Musashi, knocking off a small piece of his body.

But no blood flowed out.

There was only black smoke from the wound.

Miyamoto Musashi froze for a moment, then continued to charge forward!
20 meters...

15 meters...

ten meters...

Close, closer!

The bodyguards also began to panic.

"Zhang Guangmu! I will accept your head!"

As soon as Miyamoto Musashi finished speaking, his eyes met Zhang Guangmu's.

From Zhang Guangmu's eyes, he read the emotion called "banter".

In a trance, Miyamoto Musashi noticed from the corner of his eyes that many bright red light spots suddenly covered himself.

　Hehehe...

　　Friends Meng, see you tonight!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)