Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 108

Yan Xi hurriedly replied: "There is still beer!"

Nayunsou Gu Shenye said, "Coke, too!"

Yan Xi really doesn't smoke much, so the two packs of Xiaojing Gushenye are already in stock, and they haven't been replenished the last time he traveled back.

He took out all the beer and coke, put them on the ground, waved Yunsou Gushen Ye with a big hand, put the things into his sleeves, and shouted: "Prepare a few more lighters, those things are for you!" The teacher sent someone away."

Yan Xi thought in his heart: "I'll go to Ftchacha right now and buy you five hundred of them. The wholesale cost is a few cents. You old man can use them well."

Satisfied, Nayunsou Gushen Ye Zhi patted Yan Xi on the shoulder and said, "Master still has something to do, you hang out with Yan Po boy for a while, remember not to really be a teacher."

After saying this, the old beggar shouted: "I'll go!" It turned into a golden rainbow and disappeared into the sky.

But he was worried about being robbed of his apprentice, so he deliberately showed off.

Yan Xi watched the teacher leave, thinking to himself: "I have to go back and buy some more cigarettes!"

"The teacher shouldn't care about the good or the bad. I'll pick the ones with good packaging and buy dozens of them for spare."

There have been more than a dozen battles in a row in the valley where the centipede is hiding. Xie Hesun has fought three people successively. Except for Liang Mengxia's competition, he relied on the iron corpse to gain the upper hand, and lost the other two.

Fortunately, he is a disciple of the Yinshan sect, so others didn't do anything wrong for the sake of the Nine Great Swordsmen sect.

But Xie Hesun was still in a mess.

At this moment, Xie Hesun looked at the five-headed iron corpse who had been severely injured and beaten into a puddle of flesh, wanting to cry but not crying.

Although the iron corpse is already a monster, it will die soon, but I don't know how much effort it will take to sacrifice and recover.

Xie Hesun himself was also limping, one leg was injured, and he felt resentful, secretly shouting: "Don't let me get the Xuanzhu, or today's enmity will be revenged one by one."

He was furious secretly, but he didn't know that his head had been locked by a sniper rifle.

Zhang Zhongyang hid at the bottom of the valley, relying on high technology, he was actually well concealed under the noses of monks from various sects.

Although, most of these people are too lazy to care about an ordinary person.

He watched several fights, his heart trembled with excitement, and he secretly shouted: "As long as a bunch of characters in the legal world can get a character card, my status in the umbrella organization will not be like this."

Although Zhang Zhongyang is a bit playful, he is not a fool after all.

These people fought back and forth, and the methods they used were earth-shattering, and he didn't dare to show his head, otherwise, if anyone made a move, he might be gone.

With the help of a high-definition camera installed nearby, he observed several battles and turned his target back to Xie Hesun.

Zhang Zhongyang thought secretly: "I'm afraid this is the only guy with the weakest strength and the easiest to be killed."

He crawled on the ground with his body covered in camouflage. The moment Xie Hesun lowered his head slightly, he pulled the trigger. A bullet pierced the air and hit the Yinshan Sect disciple in the forehead.

Xie Hesun tilted his head, his face was bleeding, and there was a deep hole on the top of his head, but he was not pierced by the bullet.

He stretched out his hand to wipe it, and saw that the palm was covered with blood, he couldn't help but become extremely irritable, and cursed: "I would have been killed if I hadn't been protected by magic spells. That junior counted me with a hidden weapon?"

Xie Hesun really didn't know that there were guns in the world, he just thought they were powerful hidden weapons.

He is a swordsman, how can he be afraid of hidden weapons?
Xie Hesun shook off the five-poison and white-boned banner, surrounded by black air, and ran in the direction of the hidden weapon, not even moving the last remaining iron corpse.

Zhang Zhongyang's face was pale. After observing for a long time, he determined that Xie Hesun was the weakest, but he didn't expect that his shot was sure to miss this person's head.

He fired again and again, but Xie Hesun, who was on guard, was surrounded by black air and flew the bullets one by one. Although the five-poison bone banner is not a powerful magic weapon, it is a magic weapon after all. If it is hit by missiles, bombs, heavy artillery Bombardment, or being unable to withstand it, is it just a dream to shoot through with a mere sniper rifle?
He fired seven or eight shots in a row, but none of them could do anything to thank Hesun. Zhang Zhongyang also panicked, and jumped up. The two short knives in his hands danced brilliantly, but he was wrapped around his waist by Heisuo and held in mid-air.

Xie Hesun glanced at the sniper rifle under Zhang Zhongyang's feet, grinned grimly, and said, "It's Yuanzong's junior! Your Yuanzong is just a sect in the world, how dare you sneak attack the successor of the Yinshan Sect? You really don't know what to do."

Zhang Zhongyang struggled vigorously, but he felt that his vitality was constantly disappearing, and the black rope sent a huge force of swallowing, and he was quickly swallowed into a mummy.

In the next second, Yuan Zong Shui Qianyue's character card exploded, and Zhang Zhongyang's real body rolled out.

Xie Hesun was also very surprised, and thought to himself: "What kind of substitute technique did this person use? He was able to escape from my chains of five poisons and bones?"

Zhang Zhongyang returned to his original body, but he was still a little dazed. Ordinary character cards could not synchronize his martial arts back to his original body, and he was impatient. He practiced martial arts by himself, and this body was nothing more than an ordinary person.

Xie Hesun manipulated the five-poison bone banner, black air fell, and in just a split second, the high-ranking member of the Umbrella Agency, the second generation of time traveler, was punished immediately, and died a miserable death.

A dry corpse fell to the ground.

On the contrary, Xie Hesun was a little strange, and thought to himself: "Why is this person so weak?"

"It doesn't matter, a mere junior, if you die, you will die. I don't know what to think about."

He stretched out his foot, crushed the sniper rifle left by Zhang Zhongyang, and walked away. The natives of the Jiayin world did not have the habit of touching corpses.

Xie Hesun is also a disciple of Yinshan Sect after all, how can he look down on ordinary people?
Zhang Zhongyang was killed, and Zhao Qijin, who was going around borrowing the power of time and space, immediately got the news that Zhang Zhongyang had some devices on his body, and when he died, the information would be sent back to the Umbrella Agency's stronghold.

Zhang Zhongyang had an extraordinary status in the Umbrella Organization. His death immediately caused an uproar in the stronghold. The senior management of the Umbrella Organization had several meetings in succession to discuss how to avenge him.

Zhao Qijin, who was worrying about the power of time and space and had lost a lot of hair, slapped his thigh when he heard the news.

If Zhang Zhongyang was alive, he would never dare to swallow the other party's things, but Zhang Zhongyang was dead, the two iron corpses had no witnesses, no evidence, he said they were all his own, who can refute them?

Who will refute it?
Zhao Qijin made a price for an iron corpse, and sold it quickly, in exchange for more than three thousand different forces of time and space, a body of the world's law world, the value is immeasurable.

With enough time and space power, Zhao Qijin turned another iron corpse into an avatar. When he got the avatar pendant that looked like a zombie doll, he couldn't suppress his excitement.

I can't wait to find a place where there is no one and yell.

(End of this chapter)