The danger was approaching, and the man in gray shouted angrily.
The next second, his body bounced, as if it was being pulled, and his body split into seven afterimages and dispersed.
Each afterimage is very small, but together they form a complete man in gray.
When he separates, his whole person disappears.
The warheads and crossbow arrows all hit the spot, smoke was everywhere, and stones were flying, but the man in gray was not injured at all.
The separated afterimage calmly and quickly avoided the hail of bullets.
"What?"
Ye Fan and Song Hongyan couldn't help but be surprised when they saw this. They didn't expect the man in gray to have such a "breaking into parts" movement technique.
They knew that this was the other party's illusion, but the reality was hard for people to react to.
Ye Fan felt like Zhang Wuji met the head coach and was manipulated.
Song's bodyguards and others were also shocked.
It was also the first time for them to see such a strange movement technique.
The bombardment failed. Song's bodyguards turned their swords and guns to look for him, but could not locate the shadow of the man in gray.
"careful!"
When Ye Fan was protecting Song Hongyan and retreated five or six meters, a gust of wind suddenly passed by and a figure appeared in the sky.
The man in gray emerged from the shadows.
Song's bodyguard subconsciously raised his sword and gun to shoot.
The man in gray swooped down like lightning.
He fired at the Song gunmen.
Song's gunners are also very good. When they see the men in gray coming, they don't dodge. They just raise their hot weapons and shoot.
"Bang bang bang——"
More than a dozen guns were spraying flames, and bullets were pouring out like crazy.
However, the man in gray reacted too quickly.
He easily passed through the bullets and was in front of the Song gunner in an instant.
The sword flashed and eight Song bodyguards flew out.
His chest was stained with blood, but he was not dead.
Then he swung the back of his knife and sent four people flying away.
Things changed quickly, and many people were caught off guard.
Ye Fan protected Song Hongyan and Su Xier and continued to retreat.
Song Hongyan shouted: "Kill!"
The remaining bodyguards of the Song family shot him mercilessly.
"Bang bang bang——"
The crossbow arrows were fired in all directions, and the bullets flew across the sky, densely and fiercely.
The man in gray kept changing directions, calmly dodging in the hail of bullets, and driving straight in at extremely fast speeds.
The Song family's bodyguards are strong enough, the bullets fire fast enough, and the crossbow arrows are dense enough, but none of these can stop the man in gray.
Like lightning and thunder, like strong wind and rain, the speed of the man in gray was too fast, far beyond the limit of human reaction.
I saw a flash of sword light in mid-air, and then one of Song's bodyguards must have been injured and fell to the ground.
Unstoppable and unavoidable, no matter how hard you attack, you can't escape being defeated.
In the blink of an eye, the thirty-six bodyguards of the Song family were all knocked down by the men in gray.
He didn't kill anyone, but consumed Ye Fan and the others' manpower with serious injuries.
"Whizzing--"
Just when the man in gray was about to rush into the garden, two figures suddenly appeared in a flash.
Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang were like two tigers descending from the mountain, roaring with their bloody mouths open.
Yuan Qingyi stabbed the man in gray with his sword.
Miao Fenglang also punched out with a ferocious smile.
The momentum is amazing.
The man in gray's eyelids twitched, feeling the danger between Yuan Qingyi and the two of them, and subconsciously stopped moving forward.
However, he did not flinch at all. He laughed dryly, and his figure flashed, and the whole person divided into two figures.
A long sword that blocked Yuan Qingyi.
A fist that Feng Fenglang directed at Miao Fenglang.
"when--"
The man in gray flicked his wrist, and the meat cleaver deflected Yuan Qingyi's attack.
Then he struck Yuan Qingyi in the heart with a backhand knife.
Yuan Qingyi's pretty face changed, and she turned her long sword to block the meat cleaver.
"when!"
There was a crisp sound, Yuan Qingyi grunted, and backed away two meters.
Miao Fenglang quickly flashed over, his body suddenly jumped up, and his fist hit the man in gray.
Majestic!
The man in gray raised his left hand and collided head-on with Miao Fenglang.
The fist collided quickly and exploded with a deafening sound.
Although Miao Fenglang's fist was fierce and fierce, it was still blocked by the man in gray calmly.
Similarly, Yuan Qingyi's long sword did not take any advantage at all.
A series of attacks were all blocked by the man in gray's meat cleaver.
However, Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang did not feel depressed. Instead, they had overwhelming fighting spirit and fought with all their strength.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The three of them fought faster and faster, and the more they fought, the crazier they became, so fast that the Song family's bodyguards could no longer see anyone.
There are just more and more grass clippings in the air, and the sparks from the collision of weapons are getting more and more dazzling.
"Boom!"
With the last earth-shattering collision, the three people fighting fiercely separated, and the air flow rolled around them.
Countless amounts of dust were flying, obscuring everyone's vision.
Under the violent shock, the three of them retreated more than ten meters before stopping.
Yuan Qingyi's long sword pierced the ground, leaving a long sword mark before he managed to steady himself.
Miao Fenglang also dragged out two deep footprints and crushed a stone before stopping.
The two afterimages of the man in gray merged into one again, and the ground stepped on seven or eight cracks before returning to calm.
In this collision, the two were almost evenly matched.
The three men suddenly raised their heads and stared at each other, their eyes full of fighting intent.
“I didn’t expect that after decades of borrowing knives, it would be so difficult for me to get knives on credit.”
The man in gray lost a trace of calmness in his eyes, looking at Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang with a little more solemnity.
He tried his best to overestimate the strength of the beach villa, but found that he still underestimated the enemy.
It was difficult for Miao Fenglang and Yuan Qingyi to clear this level, let alone Ye Fan who was protecting Song Hongyan.
There are just some things that, once chosen, are hard to look back on.
The man in gray looked ahead and smiled: "No matter what, this knife must be sold on credit."
"I want this knife!"
At this moment, a figure flashed away, and a young man in black stood in front of the man in gray.
Dugu Shang pressed the black sword, expressionless, staring coldly at the man in gray.
Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang shouted: "Dugu Shang, be careful, you will fight hard!"
Dugu Shang didn't respond, just stared at the man in gray: "I want this knife!"
The man in gray looked at Dugu Shang and smiled: "This knife has an owner, and you have to give a reason to steal it on credit."
Dugu Shang looked at the man in gray and said coldly: "The Jing family has no life."
Jing Wuming looked surprised: "Who are you?"
He didn't recognize the young man in front of him, but the young man told him his origin at a glance, and Jing Wuming couldn't help but be shocked.
You know, few people in the entire New Country know his name.
"A Thousand Years of Ghost Valley, One Word Comes to the Devil."
Dugu Shangshi was shocked: "I am your uncle!"
"You are Gui Gu——"
Jing Wuming's face was completely moved, and the meat cleaver couldn't stop tightening.
"Whoosh!"
Dugu Shang didn't say anything, he just flicked his black sword and suddenly chopped off a branch.
He cut a bloody hole in his palm and held an almost withered branch.
Dead branches stained with blood.
Dugu Shang casually threw the dead branch to Jing Wuming:
"roll!"
Jing Wuming took the branch, his mouth was dry, and he looked down.
Look at the remaining sword skills of the smooth cuts, and look at the vitality of the withered branches and leaves.
Jing Wuming's body started to tremble:
"Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the foundation of Wanqi!"
"I'm sorry for offending you..."
Jing Wuming slashed with his backhand, cutting off one of his fingers. After putting down the meat cleaver, he grabbed the branch and left...
