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Xiao Chen chased and looked at the surrounding environment at the same time.

Although this is a village, there is no one here. The form is very strange.

Just then, a strange voice came.

Whoosh!

I saw countless bamboo arrows shooting, with the roar of tearing air.

Nima.

Xiao Chen dodged in a hurry and stood on the branch of a big tree to avoid this wave of arrow rain.

He looked down and felt the terrible silence around him.

Judging from the movement just now, it should be that some kind of mechanism was triggered, which triggered the launch of bamboo arrow.

Now that he saw through the plot, Xiao Chen immediately came out, broke a small tree with one foot, held it in his hand, and swept violently around him.

Crackling

This small tree is also seven or eight meters long. Under the crazy sweeping, countless mechanisms are triggered.

Arrow rain, pit, bamboo row, iron thistle One after another.

Whoosh, whoosh

However, these tricks can not play a role in Xiao Chen's elegant body.

His silent sneer, "ha ha, the real chivalrous son in the temple is really scheming, too clever, the same settings, even dare to use the second time."

You know, when you were in the rainforest, that Ouyang cloud had already used an organ trap.

Xiao Chen has suffered a loss, naturally will not be confused by this small plot again.

He went on, swept more than tens of meters, and finally came to the middle of the village.

I saw a tall wooden house standing there, the decoration is very luxurious, it is also the luxury house of the whole village.

Those who want to live here should be the powerful people in the village, or the village head.

However, there was no one around at the moment, which made Xiao Chen in a dilemma.

Is it possible that That takeshiichiro has entered this wooden house?

Still thinking of it, Xiao Chen murmured, "little devil, there's a kind to escape like a mouse. What kind of Hibiscus Ninja is?"

“……”

However, no one answered his question. It was quiet, only the chirping of birds came from time to time.

Xiao Chen's eyes with firm, know that in this situation, not into the tiger's den, how to get tiger.

So he walked into the wooden house with vigorous steps.

In the wooden house, a feather snake god was worshipped. It was coiled in countless circles, with its blood mouth and tusks open. It looked fierce and evil. It should be the totem of the local aborigines.

Just as he was staring at it.

With a plop, the door behind him was closed, and the light of the whole cabin was dim.

And it's far from over. There's only a burst of air.

Whoosh!

What?

Xiao Chen's pupils shrank and looked in the direction of the sound.

A look, startled out of a cold sweat.

I saw a sharp arrow shot from the mouth of the harpoon God. It can't be called a sharp arrow. It's not strange to say that it's a stick.

It's already as thin as a baby's wrist, shooting at itself with a dull burst of air.

The situation is extremely critical, Xiao Chen's eyes flash, body method nimbly hide to one side.

Whoosh!

The thick arrow passed by his side and hit the door and window behind him with a loud roar.

Xiao Chen took a breath of cold air and felt that he was a little rash. He broke into here alone and went deep alone. He might fall here and die.

However, as a new leader of the Wulin, his cultivation has been close to the extraordinary state. The ordinary threat is ignored at all, for fear of invisible danger.

Sure enough.

As he imagined, it was just then.

There was a creaking sound from the wooden house. Then, the holes opened one by one, and the muzzle of a submachine gun came out. The black muzzle was like the gate of hell, which was frightening.

Xiao Chen calmed down, and his whole body was full of momentum, with faint fluorescence.

"The true chivalrous son in the temple, if he has the ability to do it, what skill is playing these tricks?"

However, it is not the true chivalrous son in temple to greet him, but the sound of pulling the trigger.

In a flash, the muzzle of a submachine gun, spitting out the tongue of fire, the bullets whistling out, like water.

Pa pa

Dada

Although the guns are arranged in all directions, there is only one target, that is Xiao Chen.

Looking at the bullets shot around, Xiao Chen's pupil shrank suddenly. Facing the countless breaking sound, his body moved wildly and flew in the air. With the help of the inertial wall, he walked across the body and swept to a submachine gun at the lower part.

Snap!

Under the intense bombardment, the barrel of the submachine gun bent and burst and became a complete waste.

However, the other submachine guns have turned the muzzle, and are still spewing fire, as if the bullets do not need money, roaring out.Dada

Bullets have been following Xiao Chen's back, constantly hitting the wall.

For a time, the smoke and dust rose everywhere, making the whole wooden house chaotic and smoky.

Cough

Xiao Chen coughs unceasingly, but the body shape actually does not have the slightest stagnation, bravely hits the muzzle of a submachine gun.

BAM, BAM, click, click, click

In this constant confrontation, the submachine gun in the continuous reduction, not a bullet hurt Xiao Chen cent, it is also a blessing in the misfortune.

Xiao Chen angrily yelled, and swept the muzzle of a submachine gun. The strange situation greatly increased the pressure of those people outside the house. They were all the shooters arranged by zhenqianzi in the temple.

Want to kill Xiao Chen here, or force him to submit.

In order to achieve this great goal, the wooden house has been well remodeled and inlaid with a centimeter thick steel plate, just like a steel cage.

It's not easy to get out of here?

Although submachine guns are constantly being kicked out, they still have an endless supply.

"Damn it, I've heard that empty handed swords go into the white sword. Xiao Chen is a bully. Under the barrage of bullets, he not only did not get hurt, but also kicked Laozi's submachine gun into a pile of rotten iron."

"Hehe, do you think? Otherwise, why did the leader build a steel cage here? This Xiaochen is a beast."

"Don't worry. When he's exhausted, it's time for him to be tied up."

In one after another, they enjoyed it, constantly changing their guns, and the bullets still shot out like raindrops.

Xiao Chen in the room, looking at the strange situation, some anxious.

He knew that if this continued, he would surely die when his oil ran out and the lamp was dry.

After all, man is not a machine, and there is no constant power. When he is tired, he always swears and swears, "good, you are a real chivalrous son in the temple. He even regards Laozi as a tiger in a cage. If you survive by luck, you will surely die without a burial place."

Maybe, it's his life.

Suddenly, I felt the pressure of the bullet was getting smaller and rarer.

Moreover, the sound of falling to the ground and roaring came from all directions outside the house.