Zhenlongting

Chapter 83 Heart Destroying Palm, Heartless Spear

Zhang Kun's waist was cold, and he almost felt the sharp coldness of Yin Fu's fingertips...

Before the fingers really touched the skin, the penetrating tingling sensation had penetrated deeply into the kidneys... The left half of his body immediately went numb, and a layer of goose bumps appeared all over his body.

Zhang Kun, who was supposed to be in a panic, surprisingly didn't take any evasive actions, but a gleam flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Bah..."

The flames burst from Zhang Kun's left sleeve.

Yin Futie pointed at the silver hook, and before he had time to use his strength, his expression of winning was as ugly as eating a dead child, his body was shaking, and he quickly backed away...

The left shoulder was already grazed by scorching bullets, leaving a deep bloodstain.

"It turns out that your reliance is the Western short gun."

Yin Fu looked at Zhang Kun holding a broken knife in his right hand and a short gun in his left hand, pointing at himself, instead of getting angry, he laughed instead.

"If you think that you can escape easily with just such a small firearm, you're underestimating me and waiting for me to regenerate my strength."

"Really? Then why didn't the old man dare to go forward?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Kun's mouth.

There are only seven steps between the two, and the opponent's movement is surprisingly fast, especially in dodging movements, which can change in response, just like a prophet, once the gun is aimed, and the murderous intention moves, he will immediately sense it.

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

Just now, he almost got hit on the waist, half because he couldn't dodge it, and half because he used his body as 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 never expected that even under such a situation, Yin Fu could still react.

In the blink of an eye, he stepped back first, avoiding his heart, but the bullet wiped off some oily skin and flesh on his shoulders.

At this time, Zhang Kun was not sure that he could use the short spear to achieve such results again.

What he knows better than Yin Fu is that after the short gun shoots, there will be an extremely short pause. The first bullet and the second bullet are absolutely not coherent.

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

"I understand."

Yin Fu just stopped for a breath or two, fixedly staring at Zhang Kun's eyes, and suddenly moved.

The body seemed to be blown by a gust of wind, fluttering like fallen leaves, it seemed extremely slow, but in fact, the whole body was relaxed to the extreme, and could be accelerated at any time, becoming as fast as a strong arrow.

Yin Fu's figure moved, and in the changing light and shadow, merciless murderous intent invaded his soul.

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

Five Tigers Soul Breaking Gun.

Compared with Cui Yuming, Yin Fu's gun is more than twice as powerful when he uses a tobacco rod.

There was no sign of his attack, the wind was silent, the strength was restrained, the softness was to the extreme, and it was almost to the extreme.

Without even thinking about it, Zhang Kun pulled the trigger with his left hand.

Shoot the enemy.

While the revolver spewed out flames, the broken knife in his right hand danced in a semicircle in front of him, twisting and striking the wrapped tobacco rod.

The body is extremely backward, as if being dragged by a rope, and the soles of the feet are exerting force, sliding backwards.

Nourishes...

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

After Yin Fu stabbed out, he slashed down and cut Zhang Kun's clothes.

Turning his head slightly to the left, he had already dodged a bullet. He snorted and said with a cold smile: "The donkey is poor in skills, and people rely on their own skills. Foreign things are of no use after all."

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

His arms trembled slightly, and the wide sleeves immediately swelled up, turning into wire nooses...

clap la la...

The robe was wrapped around, wrapping the tobacco rod and the broken knife together, and his palm came out suddenly like a spirit snake that had shed its skin.

With a palm like a knife and an awl, he exerted force again and stabbed Zhang Kun's heart.

"drink……"

Zhang Kun's boxing skills are perfect, breaking the limit once, there is no place in the whole body that cannot be exerted, and there is no need to pull out the stance.

Muscles and bones roar together, and the voice is exerted.

boom……

A punch hit Yin Fu's palm heavily.

At the same time as if his body was being shocked by electricity, he flung 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 vitals. Instead, the muzzle of the gun pointed down obliquely, and it seemed to be intentional or unintentional.

puff.

Yin Fu, who was closely following him like a shadow, twisted and dodged quickly.

When he landed and wanted to step back, the side of his thigh tingled slightly, and his feet felt soft.

Looking down, I saw a blood hole behind the thigh... It didn't hurt the bone, but it was stuck in the flesh and tendons.

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

"What a sinister boy, how far can you run if you forcefully accept my heart-breaking palm?"

Yin Fu originally had an expression that the old god was there and the situation was under control, but he finally couldn't hold on, and squeezed out these words from between his teeth, with a cold murderous intent in his voice.

"Hehe, Mr. Yin, it's better to heal the gunshot wound on his leg first. He's getting old, be careful of bleeding too much, and just belch and catch a cold... If you have the ability, you can catch up and see, Zhang will fight you for three hundred years." round."

Zhang Kun's voice became farther and farther away, his figure swayed, and he rushed into the corner of the Lianlian Guangsha, and disappeared.

After all, Yin Fu did not pursue again.

He just stretched out a pat with no expression on his face.

Above the thigh, the bullet jumped out with a whoosh.

With parallel fingers like a sword, he tapped his thigh several times to stop the blood from flowing...

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

The figure undulates, rushing into the palace...

As silent as it came.

……

Standing outside the Zhengyang Gate, Zhang Kun looked back at the overlapping palace walls, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

At 5 o'clock, the dragon energy rushes into the eyebrows from all over the city.

Fighting against Huajin Grandmasters is not all fruitless. Presumably, the families of those heroes who died at the hands of the old guys will be grateful and shocked.

This is also the source of the dragon energy point.

Now there are 25 points of Dragon Qi, and it is not too far away from 32 points to upgrade to the next level.

One side of his body was numb, and every time his heart beat, there was an indescribable dull pain, but the depression in his heart disappeared, and there was an indescribable joy.

After this battle, it's a trivial matter to get the dragon's energy.

Mainly, all the way from outside the city to inside the city, and then to the imperial city.

He killed Cui Yuming, the second head of the inner court, beat up the "Golden Monkey" Gong Baosen, the imperial guard, and even fought to the death with Yin Fu, the top martial artist of Daqing Town Palace's treasure, but he escaped unscathed.

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

At this time, it can be said that it is safer.

Yin Fu's strength is indeed extraordinary.

After transforming energy, washing the marrow and strengthening the viscera, there are many different attack methods. It is completely two kinds of creatures from the martial artist in the stage of changing tendons and forging bones.

Basically, as long as a boxer who has trained to the level of washing the marrow and strengthening the viscera does not encounter extreme situations or special accidents, it is difficult to be beaten to death.

Especially this well-informed master of Huajin.

Facing ordinary people is simply a dimensionality reduction blow.

No wonder, Empress Dowager Qixi trusted the old clapper so much, and she didn't care much about someone going to the palace to assassinate him.

If I hadn't used the "unintentional marksmanship" in a flash of inspiration, I'm afraid it would have been difficult to escape.

If it is not done well, it will be forced to use the "Seven Stars Killing" acupuncture method to stimulate the potential and destroy the body.

The so-called "unintentional marksmanship" is actually Zhang Kun's perception based on the fact that Yin Fu sensed the first two shots in advance and dodged them in advance.

He discovered that masters at the level of Huajin masters can respond to stress and telepathy.It is an instinctive avoidance of murderous intent and danger.

So, as long as there is no murderous intent and no life-threatening, will this sensory ability not be stimulated?
It turns out.

He guessed right.

'I just predicted the possible position of Yin Fu in advance, shot in advance without hitting the head or chest, and blocked the pursuit.I didn't even think about hurting him, so naturally I couldn't even talk about being sensed.Unintentionally inserting willows and willows into shades, but actually hurt his thigh...'

Thinking of this, Zhang Kun couldn't help being amused.

He raised the revolver in his hand and couldn't help sighing again.

This kind of firearm is easy to use, but it is a pity that there are still many shortcomings. However, it is the limitation of the times, so there is no need to be too demanding.

There are not many bullets left now, and the Escort has to find a way to buy some, or snatch some.

Although it can't have the effect of killing a master with a single blow, but if it is used well to contain the opponent, it can also achieve amazing results.

Cannot be discarded.

(End of this chapter)