In the blink of an eye, Monk Fasheng ran towards Bama through hundreds of meters, and the distance between a few flashes was only twenty or thirty meters away.

"I want you to die!"

Monk Fasheng roared angryly.

However, what greeted him was dozens of sharp arrows shot from his head.

It turned out that there were still a group of witch and Hu warriors ambushed beside Bama.

The Wuhu people are very powerful in riding and shooting, and the shooting skills of these people are quite accurate.

However, Monk Fasheng snorted coldly and rushed forward without dodging.

These Wuhu people use bows to ride, which is difficult to use force immediately, and it is not convenient to carry too large bows.

Therefore, riding a bow is small and the bow strength is weak!

If there were heavy bows and strong crossbows here, the monk Fasheng would be afraid of this. Where would the mere cavalry bows and arrows be taken into his eyes?

Dozens of sharp arrows shot away, but the monk did not dodge all of them, not shooting him at all.

And the monk Fasheng had rushed closer: "Everyone died..."

Monk Fasheng roared with a tiger, and his body expanded, as if he had been raised several feet high, and the skin color on his body also turned into bronze.

Then he grabbed Bama with a grim smile, and was about to tear Bama into two to avenge Bama for killing his beloved disciple!

However, at this moment, a divine light flashed in Na Bama's eyes, and his whole aura changed agitatedly, which immediately made Monk Fasheng secretly scream: "This is possession..."

Just as he was thinking, the black man's muzzle in Bama's hand had already pointed at Monk Fasheng and pulled the trigger.

The two sides are extremely close, less than five meters away!

At such a close distance, Monk Fasheng could clearly see the flames spewing out of the long thing, and there was also a fatal danger...

"It's a magic machine secret weapon! What kind of magic machine secret weapon is so powerful..."

Monk Fasheng's soul is experiencing great popularity.

However, after all, he is a true immortal of Arhat, but his consciousness is calm and unaffected by emotions.

Then everything slowed down before him!

Within a distance of only five meters, the speed of the bullets fired must be calculated in milliseconds.

However, the bullets that escaped from the muzzle were clearly seen in the eyes of Monk Fasheng!

Everything in the world turned into slow motion, and even the sniper bullets shot in the air became videos that seemed to be in bad times in the Internet, and a princess was slowly shot.

Monk Fasheng began to turn his head and dodge bullets!

Whether it is an Arhat or a True Immortal, they have completed the marrow refining, and marrow refining also represents the deepest transformation of the body, which also includes the transformation of nerves.

This made Monk Fasheng's nerve reaction speed reach an incredible level!

Unfortunately, if all that came was fired was about 400 meters per second, the monk Fasheng might still avoid it.

But this is the sniper bullet with an initial velocity of 900 meters per second at this time. This speed is more than twice the speed of sound!

It is also more than twice as fast as the initial speed of a pistol bullet!

Therefore, even if the monk Fasheng was a true immortal, even if his nerve reaction was incredibly fast, he could not completely avoid this shot.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the bullet had already shot on the side of Monk Fasheng's face.

One of the monk's ears and half of his cheeks were almost torn apart.

It also made the monk's head and face look like an apple that was bitten by someone, and the blood of the golden light column scattered. The monk staggered back.

The powerful vitality of the true immortal has prevented him from dying or even falling into a coma.

While sprinkling blood, he continued to pounce towards Bama, who was possessed by Qingyun!

This time, there was no time to change the bullet and fire!

Qingyun had already put the sniper rifle into Qiankun bag casually. Facing the fiercely rushing towards Monk Fasheng, he still remained calm, and even a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The golden body of the Arhat is indeed powerful, and he will not die!"

As he pinched his hands, accompanied by the pungent smell of alcohol, a fire dragon flew out of his waist and burned towards Monk Fasheng.

It is the winemaking technique that improves the method of use!

The violent high temperature surprised Monk Fasheng, but he was as crazy as a demon at this time, so why would he be afraid of the flames burning?

Besides, how could monk Fasheng, who had no more face and still had a vibrant life, be afraid of the high temperature generated by the burning of ordinary alcohol?

He actually crashed into the flames and continued to pounce towards Qingyun.

However, the next moment, the monk Fasheng began to scream. After the flames were dozens of flying needles, which made the monk's face full of peach blossoms, like a hedgehog.

This monk has cultivated to the realm of Arhat, refined his golden body, and has a very thick skin. Even these flying needles that are not inferior to the power of pistols and bullets can only penetrate a few inches of flesh and cannot kill the monk.

However, no matter how powerful the Arhat's golden body is, it cannot be able to train its eyelids.

His eyes were shot through by flying needles the next moment, and he screamed and fell into the darkness.

He was severely injured one after another, and now he was blind again. In the scream of the monk Fasheng, he was decisive. His soul suddenly left his body and turned into a golden figure and flew out: "Junior, you dare to plot against me. I am incompatible with you!"

The huge pressure caused the surrounding Wuhu people and horses to have hallucinations, and they couldn't stand firmly, and they were in a slight and crooked manner, as if they were drunk.

Fortunately, Monk Fasheng's soul was only targeting Qingyun, and these Wuhu people were only affected, otherwise they would not be as simple as they are now!

"This monk Fasheng is so strong, stronger than the other true immortals I have dealt with!"

To be honest, the true immortal Qingyun has already killed two!

One is the unknown monk from Sanjue Mountain. That monk should be the first to enter the true immortal and the weakest.

The other one is Wang Jimeng, which is quite difficult to deal with. It was because of the joining forces between Yu Qingyun and Min Qianzi and they had to set up a trap, so they were determined to kill them!

If Monk Fasheng had not been careless, he was in this spiritually unconscious land, and his spiritual perception was affected, otherwise it would have been impossible to seriously damage his body so easily.

Now, once this guy's soul appears, the power of the True Immortal Realm is unscrupulously emitted, making Qingyun feel extremely stressed immediately!

Without any hesitation, Qingyun's soul had already escaped from the possessed Bama and flew towards the valley of the mining area.

"Want to escape? Die for me!"

The monk Fasheng scolded him coldly, and his speed suddenly doubled. A bell suddenly shot out, and it continued to grow bigger in a blink of an eye, turning into a golden bell. In the shaking, it carried dangerous pale flames and shot towards the blue clouds.

"Natural magic weapon! Damn..."
Chapter completed!