Boom!

Zhao Shuo's body hit a tree behind him.

Directly knocked down the thick tree of the two people.

Then he fell to the ground.

As soon as he landed, Zhao Shuo spewed out a mouthful of blood, which dyed his clothes and beard red.

The whole person immediately became extremely weak.

Completely different from just now!

"You, who the hell are you?"

Zhao Shuo is very scary.

His eyes were wide open and almost jumped out!

He is the seven elders of Beitian Pavilion.

Strength is the nine peak ancient martial arts!

Never before had anyone who had fought with him so easily waved his hand and fanned him across the air!

"You have no right to know."

Ye Tian's tone is plain.

Talking.

Suddenly.

A "bang" gunshot rang through.

"Huh?"

Ye Tian frowned immediately.

Look down.

A bullet hole appeared in the clothes.

There was still a warhead left at his feet, but there was nothing under the skin under the bullet hole, not even a red mark.

This moment.

The air seemed to freeze.

Zhao Shuo's mouth grew up.

As if he could swallow his fist, he showed an expression of shock.

bullet...... Blocked?

And still intact!

But right away.

His face changed.

"Queer, run!"

After reacting, Zhao Shuo quickly looked at his grandson and shouted in a hurry.

But it's too late.

Not far away, Zhao Kui was still shooting.

His face was also full of shock.

And a little dull.

He has good eyes.

The shooting method is also very accurate.

It was just clear that the bullet had been hit for days, but it only penetrated each other's clothes, and then the warhead fell to the ground.

It did no harm to others!

But is that ridiculous?

At this moment, ye Tian has raised his hand.

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