Although there was just a corner flashed in the distance, and even the owner of the corner did not see clearly, Nanyan Shou could feel that this is a tricky enemy.
Unstoppable distraction.
When he was distracted, the pressure and influence of Lao Zhao and Lao Zhao suddenly weakened, especially the two of them, who crawled over in the water and the response was so fast. Lao Zhao immediately raised his hand in his hand.
The gun, his hand was still a bit soft, and his heart was inexplicable, but his fingers had tightly clasped the trigger and pointed the muzzle at Nan Anshou.
Bang!
The sound of gunfire sounded, and the speed of the bullet could not be seen with the naked eye. Lao Zhao's marksmanship could not be compared with Su Ri, but it was also quite good. He had a full grasp to hit Zhongnan Anshou.
Then, then
Nan'an Shou did not have obvious dodge. After the sound of gunfire sounded, his eyes suddenly retracted from a distance, just like a light bulb in a sudden increase in voltage, the magical light flashed, after that, he
A slight side of the body, as if doing a very unrelated action.
This is this very subtle side, let Nan'anshou avoid the deadly bullet. This result obviously unexpectedly the expectation of Lao Zhao.
"The most terrible thing about this person is the spiritual power. He can change some things without direct contact." Xiao Beard quickly analyzed the current situation, and said to Lao Zhao whispered.
At the distance, Bosba's waist was bent by Nan'an Shou invisibly. You must know that the person like Bosba is as hard as the steel.
"Even the ballistic can be changed? This is too nonsense!" Old Zhao obviously refused to be soft, but he was unwilling, but he could only think about it in his heart.
We cooperate with him. "
Two people hide their figures with large and small stones around them, and quickly discuss the countermeasures below. Can Doji deal with Nan'an Shou? The beard is not too sure, because there may be a few of the abilities such as Nan'an Shou, there may be a few of them may be a few.
There will be no one in the century. It is an absolute alien, terrible aliens.
"Don't worry too much, you don’t know how old you are, or you don’t know the ancient witchcraft in the Tibetan area."
The beard really doesn't know much about these, but Lao Zhao accompanied Dorji for two years. For Lao Zhao, let him stay in a place for two years. This is hard to imagine.
Lao Zhao, who was okay, learned a lot of things from Dorji.
The wizard like Doji, to put it plainly, he is actually just an intermediary point. He borrowed a mysterious and unpredictable power through various rituals and weird magic weapons to crack down on people who want to fight.
Legend has it that this power comes from the devil, and the wizard is the spokesperson of these devil.
The rapid changes in the situation can no longer let them talk about it in detail. Although a shot that just hit Nan'an Shou did not hit, it made Nananshou's feelings of danger a lot stronger, so his offensive was even more violent, and he was chaotic.
The little beard and Lao Zhao who traveled back and forth in the stone felt that the curved waist seemed to be crushed with a heavy heavy object.
Nan'an Shou can no longer maintain calmness and calmness, because after Dorji's clothes disappeared not far away, they could not be caught, but the dangerous breath was always permeated.
Those who can be promoted to the highest peak will consume his energy. But at this time, he doesn't have much room for choice. Dorji, who has been hidden, is a huge restraint and threat.
At this time, Xiaohuo and Lao Zhao heard a sudden and unspeakable syllable. Although the beard did not understand, he knew that this was definitely from Doji. This syllable has no obstacles for Lao Zhao anymore.
He and Doji are very familiar with it, and Martian -like syllables are fully understood by Lao Zhao immediately.
"Let's find a way, take a little things from Japan." Lao Zhao immediately said to the beard with a voice: "It is best to be blood, hair, followed by pieces of clothing."
The beard does not have a statement, but it feels difficult to do so. If you want to get something on Nan'an Shou, you must get close to contact. With his skills, if you can really get close to Nan'an Shou, you can kill it in one hit.
Blood hair or something allows Doji to do it.
However, it is difficult to return, and it is still necessary to do this. Doji is undoubtedly the main force against Nan'an Shou. He must act according to his instructions. Lao Zhao's scalp is very hard, but when the two of them start to shorten the distance from Nan Anshou,
Strong pressures are like mercury pouring, pervasive and incompatible. The weight pressure on the body can still be afforded, but psychological pressure can not be carried. When the distance between the two parties enter a range, the door in the heart, and the dark paint is dark.
The ghost shadow appears again. This is a problem that must not be despised. The beard has a feeling. If it is really climbed into the door of the dark shadow, all his memories will be read by Nan'an Shou.
And your spirit will collapse.
The distance is closer, even the hand holding the alloy tube with a beard can't help but start to tremble. A alloyed tube change hundreds of thousands of pounds is so heavy that it must be tightened with the strength of the whole body.
Big, this also depends entirely on the firmness of the other party's will. At this moment, the little beard has a little admiration for Bosba. It is only a person like Bosba who lives for one goal for a lifetime.
Can resist the influence of Nan'an Shou.
And what about the beard? In the eyes of others, he is cold, indifferent, ruthless, stubborn. But only Jialuo, Weitian, Jinpu Awang knows that there are things in the heart of the little beard.
There are things that can't be put in his heart, so these things will become his weaknesses and weaknesses.
"I'm going to get things!" The beard turned around and greeted Lao Zhao: "You clean up others!"
The beard took a deep breath and tried his best to calm the trembling hand. He was trying to close the door in his heart to prevent the dark shadow. He had to do so and temporarily hidden everything in his heart.
For a moment, he seemed to return to the mountains of the mountains.
He remembered the scene of the old monk when he was meditating. Once the old monk who was nearly, once he sat down, it seemed to become a stone, the lines were motionless, and the external force could not be assaulted.
Everything in the outside world can't escape his induction.
boom......
This was a roaring but silent sound, which only sounded in the heart of Mustache. He seemed to have closed the door in his heart tightly in an instant, blocking the dark shadow from the door, and the ties in his heart suddenly disappeared.
Now. He has become like Bosiba, who only lives for one belief throughout his life.
He suddenly jumped out from the pile of rocks and rushed towards Nan Anshou. Mustache's sudden attack surprised Nan Anshou slightly, but he still did not panic.
With Nan Anshou's eyes soaring, a sticky swamp seemed to appear in the air. His forward mustache was blocked, and veins burst out on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and continued to move forward. When the distance between the two sides was only seven
At eight meters, this kind of
The blocking power reached its peak. It was difficult for Mustache to take another step forward. Although with his body shape, he could pierce Nan Anshou's thin body with an alloy pipe in just two steps, but the distance between these two steps was
, but it is an insurmountable chasm.
Click...
Mustache's arm holding the alloy tube seemed to be twisted by a strange force. He suffered the same dilemma that Bosiba once encountered. The whole arm was slowly twisting and folding at opposite angles. This force was slow but
It was so huge that it was almost impossible to resist. Then, tons of weights seemed to have fallen on Mustache's shoulders, which made him bend a little bit and he could not stand upright. This situation is quite dangerous. If there are other people around Nan Anshou,
People can attack and kill Mustache with all their strength.
The heavy pressure disturbed Mustache's mind, and the tightly closed door of his heart was forced to open a gap. The dark shadow that had been peeping crawled towards the door little by little. The blood all over Mustache's body seemed to surge to
On the head, his tanned face slowly turned red, and he was under double pressure.
The distance between him and Nan Anshou is quite dangerous. When Mustache first got information about Nan Anshou from Brother Qiu, he had a natural idea. He always thought that Nan Anshou's body was very weak. However, at this moment,
Nan Anshou, who had firmly suppressed his moustache, showed another side that no one knew about. His steps suddenly became fast and light, and with a movement of the palm hidden in his sleeve, he pulled out a sharp short knife.
Nan Anshou held the knife and approached Mustache. At the same time, Mustache could no longer resist the double pressure. He was like a man hanging on a cliff, struggling to hold on to a stone until he could no longer resist it.
The thought of giving up came when I continued to hold on. The door in my heart opened, and the dark shadow crawled in little by little.
This is an indescribable feeling, as if one's memories and thoughts are being spread out, allowing people to browse them in a microscopic way. Mustache feels that his heart is suddenly empty, and the memories hidden deep in his mind are like a flood.
There was no doubt that Wei Tian was hidden in these memories, and the memories were quickly read by Nan Anshou.
Nan Anshou, who was approaching with a knife, suddenly paused in response to these memories. After Mustache came to the Tibetan area, he discovered almost all the secrets about the family. In addition, there were many peripheral clues about the prophecy of the end of the world. Six Fingers
, blood, the curse left behind by Great Lute, a divided family, holy artifacts, destruction...
Nan Anshou seemed to suddenly learn that there were two people like Wei Tian and Gong Jue in this world, two people with pure blood and divine blood.