Ye Feng once again caught the flying bullet with his bare hands.
Same posture, same position.
Even the stinging pain coming from the palm of my hand was exactly the same.
He was wounded by another bullet.
Ye Feng spread his palms.
The wound caused by the bullet had not yet healed, and now another one came, making it even deeper.
When Ye Feng saw this, he was extremely shocked.
This is not just because the bullets fired by that holy spear can hurt oneself.
What surprised Ye Feng even more was that the wounds caused by the bullets could not heal.
Even though Ye Feng's medical skills were already astonishing, he could not heal this small bullet hole wound in his hand!?
"How can this be!?"
Just when Ye Feng was shocked and suspicious.
The Hell Saint on the opposite side once again pointed his gun at Ye Feng and shot him.
And said in a cold voice: "You are the first one... who can catch the bullets fired from my gun with your bare hands!"
"But unfortunately, it will also be the last one!"
When the gunfire rang out, Ye Feng seemed to have become a corpse in the eyes of the hell saints.
He didn't believe that someone could catch three bullets in a row.
And this time, Ye Feng did not pick it up with his bare hands.
Because he was shot twice in succession and his injuries were not healed, Ye Feng felt a little worried.
There is no need to act out of emotion and continue to use your body to carry those bullets.
After all, that gun is said to have unlimited bullets.
If you carry it on yourself, you will only be beaten into a hornet's nest.
——Whoosh!
Ye Feng turned his head and could barely avoid it.
The bullet almost grazed the tip of his nose.
--so close!
Somehow, after Ye Feng avoided this blow, his tense nerves did not relax, but became more tense.
As if facing a formidable enemy.
correct!
Ye Feng suddenly thought of it.
The characteristic of that holy spear is that there is another one.
That is: the shot must hit!
And Ye Feng just avoided that bullet.ωωw..net
Immediately, it was as if the bullet had eyes and triggered positioning.
Suddenly, in mid-air, he suddenly stopped and turned, and struck Ye Feng from behind again.
"Huh!?"
At this moment, if the hell saints had not witnessed it with their own eyes, they would not have believed that there were people in the world who could avoid his shooting.
"No wonder the previous assassin saint died at your hands!"
The Hell Saint nodded secretly and recognized Ye Feng's strength.
No longer think that the opponent is a killer saint who defeated through luck.
But it is due to strength.
but--!
The Hell Saint had a stern look on his face and fired another shot at Ye Feng.
Make him suffer from enemies from both sides!
"Today, I am ten times and a hundred times better than the previous Killer Saint!"
"Your death has come!"
At this moment, Ye Feng was facing bullets in front of and behind him at the same time, attacking from both front and back.
But Ye Feng was surprisingly calm.
Don't hide or avoid, just stay where you are.
"Hmph! Have you given up struggling?"
The hell saints saw this and could not help but sneer.
In his opinion, his opponent was obviously completely desperate.
After all, no one can escape being shot by this gun.
Infinite bullets, if you shoot, you will hit, and if you hit, you will die!
Once the prey you are targeting realizes your situation.
All will die in despair.
But, that's the case.
The Hell Saints also respect Ye Feng as their opponent.
"Since I became a saint in hell, you are the first person who can catch the bullet with your bare hands and dodge the bullet!"
"I will remember you!"
Just when the saints from hell were looking serious, they were preparing to watch Ye Feng die.
The next second later, the two bullets before and after him were already within easy reach.
However, Ye Feng's figure mysteriously disappeared.
