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Chapter six hundred and forty-six: Yibi's Spear

Gunfire rang out again, alarming everyone present.

Everyone was shocked, and then turned pale with horror.

"Not dead - the killer saint is not dead!"

"That's it! The legendary killer saint is immortal, how could he be stabbed to death by that kid with a dagger!"

"That kid named Ye can make the killer saint fire two shots in a row, which is already amazing. He will be famous all over the world after his death."

Everyone was talking about it, and suddenly felt a crisis coming. They were worried that the injured Saint Killer might kill everyone here.

"He is indeed the top killer in the organization...but we worry too much..."

Fellow killers couldn't help but be shocked when they saw that the killer saint was touched on the neck with a knife and could still shoot and fight again.

"immortal!?"

"Is this... the strength of a top killer!?"

Huang Jiaming, the governor of Songjiang Prefecture, was also startled. He was secretly glad that he was an enemy, not a friend. Otherwise, being chased by such a person, perhaps death would be a relief.

"Huh...scared me to death..." Ouyang Ziyu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he really thought that Ye Feng could instantly kill the assassin saint with one move, making him invincible in the world!

Now it seems that there is no need to worry about Ye Feng.

But having lost sight of the other, I have to worry again about whether this brutal killer from overseas will lose control.

As the Killer Saint fired again, everyone present believed that Ye Feng was definitely dead this time.

At the same time, the moment the gunfire rang out, Ye Feng couldn't help but be stunned.

Unexpectedly, the blow I just made failed to hurt the opponent at all!?

Living dead!?

Immortal!?

At this moment, Ye Feng also suddenly realized that the opponent he faced this time was not simple and he should not take it lightly!

At this moment, there was no time to think too much, because three fatal bullets were already flying towards him in front of and behind him.

Especially the bullet in front of him was so close that it was too late to dodge.

In an instant, Ye Feng threw out the dagger in his hand and first knocked away the two bullets that came from behind.

Bullets are not difficult to deal with. The real difficulty is that gun, which can have unlimited bullets, is sure to hit the target, and is sure to die if it hits it?

Ye Feng didn't know how to crack it for a while, so he could only defuse the three bullets in front of him first.

Immediately, Ye Feng reached out and grabbed the bullet that was shot in front of him.

After all, the distance was short and difficult to deal with, so Ye Feng simply took the risk and intercepted the bullets that were close at hand with his hands.

——Wow!

Seeing Ye Feng catching the bullet with his bare hands, the scene was once again in an uproar.

"This boy named Ye is really brave for a skilled man! He dared to use his hand to block the bullet? The key point was that he was really caught!?"

"Strike an egg against a stone! How can a mortal body of flesh and blood withstand the bullets fired by that magic gun!?"

"I really don't know, should I call him brave or stupid? I'm afraid the palms of his hands have been damaged by bullets now!?"

This time, these people really got their word right.

Ye Feng opened his palm and found that the bullet had penetrated his palm and drilled a bloody hole.

Surrounded by Ye Feng's steel-like body and protected by golden light, he still couldn't stop the bullet's attack.

At this moment, the bullet was still moving forward rapidly, almost piercing Ye Feng's palm.

If it hadn't been for the steady flow of true energy pouring into his palm and resisting the bullet attack, Ye Feng's entire palm might have been penetrated.

"As expected of a bullet fired from a magic gun..."

Ye Qian couldn't even control this small bullet.

"You are the third one who can catch the bullets I shoot." When the killer saint saw this, his expression remained stern and he said neither sad nor happy.

"That

Who are the first two people?" Ye Feng wanted to know very much.

"Forgot." The killer saint said, "They are all dead anyway."

Saying that, the killer saint raised his gun again: "Catching a bullet is already your limit, right?"

"And the bullets in my gun are unlimited! There is always one that can kill you!"

The Saint Killer is like a patient hunter, boiling a frog in warm water, ready to shoot one shot after another.

After finally meeting a top opponent, he didn't want to kill him so quickly. That would be too boring.

And he also wanted to see how many trump cards Ye Feng could bring out to open his eyes.

At the same time, the two bullets that had just been deflected by the dagger turned around and struck Ye Feng again, as if they were alive.

Ye Feng looked at the other party, the dark muzzle of the gun, and thought to himself: If the bullets are fired one after another, it will be really difficult.

We have to find a way to get rid of these bullets first.

Suddenly, Ye Feng thought of a question: Since this killer has an immortal body, and at the same time, he has a gun, and if he shoots, he will definitely hit, and if he hits, he will die.

So what will happen if the bullet hits the killer!?

Ye Feng asked this question.

The killer saint's face, which had always been calm, finally showed a hint of reaction.

No one had ever asked such an unanswerable and stupid question, and he had never thought about it.

"You can't take away my pistol." The killer saint responded coldly.

"There's no need to grab a gun!" Ye Feng couldn't help but grin, "Who said shooting means you have to use a gun?"

"I have a bullet right here!"

Hearing this, the killer saint was startled again.z.br

It seems that he did not expect that Ye Feng not only dared to think, but even dared to do it!?

While speaking, Ye Feng had already forced the bullet out of his palm and held it on his fingertips.

"Back to you!!!"

Saying that, Ye Feng flicked his finger, secretly using a burst of energy to activate the bullet, and shot it back in the opposite direction.

Use his spear and attack his shield!

Ye Feng also wanted to see who was more powerful, humans or guns!?

In an instant - the bullets pierced the air and roared, quickly heading towards the killer.

"!!!?"

The Saint Killer couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw it. He didn't seem to have expected that Ye Feng would do such a thing?

You actually want to use your own bullet to kill yourself!?

This is an unexpected situation that has never happened before.

It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!

The distance between the two of them was just a stone's throw away.

When Ye Feng fired this bullet, the killer saint could no longer dodge.

--puff!!!

In the blink of an eye, the bullet shot directly into the killer saint's eyebrow.

The huge impact also caused him to fall backwards...


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