Song Hongyan also gently pulled Ye Fan's arm: "This attacker may be the fake Tang Pingfan."
Ye Fan nodded: "I know."
"Honey, don't worry, I've dealt with the fake Tang Pingfan so many times and escaped unscathed every time."
He comforted Song Hongyan: "This time, I can still come back victorious."
Song Hongyan shook her head: "He has suffered so much and will never despise you again."
"This specially made warhead can also be seen that he came prepared."
She pulled Ye Fan and added: "You stay with me."
Bang bang bang, at this moment, there was another dull sniper sound.
Several one-meter-high incense burners were hit by warheads and exploded, and a dozen Song gunmen hiding behind screamed and fell to the ground.
Then, another Song master was hit in the body by a bullet.
With a bang, the master of the Song family who was carrying the shield fell straight to the ground and refused to close his eyes.
"suppress!"
Ye Fan shouted to Shen Hongxiu: "No matter who the attacker is, even if I throw myself into a trap, I will fight."
Song Hongyan pulled Ye Fan again: "Husband!"
Ye Fan patted Song Hongyan's palm, laughed heartily and comforted her:
"Honey, don't worry, I'm lucky enough to handle it."
"Maybe I can take down the opponent this time and see who he is in the Tang Sect."
"Hongxiu, take good care of my seventh uncle and grandpa. No, take good care of my wife. I'll come back when I go."
"kill!"
After saying that, he rushed towards the mountain opposite the Great Buddha Temple like a whirlwind.
During the charge, more than a dozen warheads were fired one after another, and they were fired from different directions.
However, the warheads were very ordinary, and Ye Fan calmly avoided them, further locking the location of the attacker...
Song Hongyan looked at Ye Fan's back, calmed down her worries, and then took out her mobile phone.
Her eyes became deep and extremely cold.
Then she pressed the Bluetooth headset and opened her red lips slightly: "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
A respectful response came from my ears: "Understood!"
"Whoosh!"
Almost as soon as Ye Fan arrived near the hill, a figure in black quietly approached the Great Buddha Temple from the darkness.
The old man in black looked at Song Hongyan who was sent to the Arhat Hall for protection with cold and cruel eyes.
Ye Fan's appearance made the sniper meaningless, but he was determined to take Song Hongyan's life and would not give up easily.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The old man in black flashed like a phantom, passing through the defeated defense lines.
In the few rounds of shooting just now, he had killed most of the Song guards deployed by Song Hongyan, and he was able to move through without any hindrance.
But as soon as he rushed into the Great Buddha Temple, the hairs all over his body exploded.
I saw a young woman blending in with the night appearing in the nine-story stupa in front of the Arhat Hall.
She was carrying a rocket launcher in her hand.
She unceremoniously pulled the trigger at the old man in black who appeared.
"Whoosh!"
The next second, a sharp and ear-piercing sound was heard.
An object as big as a fist flew out from the mouth of the barrel, wrapped in a small ball of dazzling flames.
Listening to the whistling sound that broke through the air, the old man in black's eyelids twitched, he kicked up a short gun and fired a bullet.
"boom!"
After the warhead shot dozens of meters, it hit the flying flame ball hard.
A deafening explosion sounded.
"Bang bang bang!"
Before the explosions could all subside, the old man in black did not retreat but charged forward.
He rushed towards the stupa like a cheetah and kept pulling the trigger at the same time.
The bullets shot towards the stupa in the distance like rain, causing the face of the young woman carrying the rocket launcher to change drastically.
She instinctively threw herself to the side to avoid the bullet.
With this delay, the old man in black flew around like a ghost.
The distance between the two sides quickly closed.
He had already found out the details of the young woman. She was Shen Hongxiu, Song Hongyan's personal gunman.
He's not very strong physically, but he can hold his own with a gun.
Song Hongyan suffered numerous assassinations in the past two years but was fine. Shen Hongxiu's protection was indispensable.
Now that Shen Hongxiu is blocking his charge, he will naturally crush him mercilessly.
"Bang bang bang!"
Seeing the old man in black rushing towards him like a ghost, Shen Hongxiu's eyelids twitched a few times.
Then she remained calm, picked up her spear and shot at the old man in black.
The warheads kept pouring out.
It's just that although the warhead is fast, the old man in black is faster.
He seems to be able to know the trajectory of the bullet, and thus avoid it by narrow margins!
Shen Hongxiu fired eight shots in a row but all failed.
This made her extremely uncomfortable, as if she had been punched on cotton.
Suddenly, Shen Hongxiu's pupils suddenly opened wide.
Because she discovered that the old man in black was getting closer and closer as he continued to dodge bullets.
He will soon reach the foot of the stupa.
It's just that Shen Hongxiu didn't have the slightest fear and still maintained the calmness he deserved.
She dropped the empty gun in her hand.
Then she reached out and grabbed another spear lying next to her.
"boom!"
Almost as soon as Shen Hongxiu picked up the spear, there was a loud noise outside the stupa.
The old man in black broke through the window on the seventh floor and rushed in.
A tremendous pressure then filled the entire stupa.
Totally suffocating.
However, the old man in black did not have the momentum to kill Shen Hongxiu, and there was even a slight gap in his coercion and dominance.
The old man in black stared at the spear in Shen Hongxiu's hand and said lightly: "Ghost spear?"
Shen Hongxiu responded simply and neatly: "Yes!"
The old man in black nodded slightly after receiving confirmation, then looked at the spear and sighed:
"It is indeed the ghost spear that severely injured Lin Qiuling."
"It's really different."
The old man in black said hoarsely: "It's a pity that you can't kill me."
Shen Hongxiu was very honest: "The ghost spear cannot kill you."
"But this distance, this space, is still a 'destruction' warhead that I personally polished."
"As long as I maintain my previous level and fire out a shot, no matter how powerful and domineering you are, you will still suffer a little damage."
"For me, as long as it can reduce your strength a little, the ghost spear and I are worth it."
As she spoke, Shen Hongxiu's hand holding the gun was as steady as a mountain, and her fingers were tightly attached to the trigger.
She was stalling for time, hoping that Ye Fan, who had lost contact, would come back in time to protect Song Hongyan.
The old man in black joked: "It's worth a little injury in exchange for your life..."
Before he finished speaking, the ground on the seventh floor of the stupa collapsed.
The old man in black's legs suddenly tightened when he was about to spring up, and then he lost his center of gravity and fell straight into the hole.
"Shuzi!"
The old man in black roared angrily and slapped the wall with both hands.
He bounced back to the seventh floor.
It's just that there is a huge figure wearing a helmet on the legs.
It is Atagu.
Before the old man in black could knock Atagu away, Atagu charged like a wild beast.
"Ahhh!"
In a series of roars, Atagu swept around with the old man in black in his arms.
The jars, incense tables, glass, doors and windows all shattered with bang bang.
Fast and fierce, comparable to a crazy trapped animal.
If Shen Hongxiu hadn't dodged in time, she would have been swept away.
"die!"
Then Atagu hugged the old man in black and fell straight through the gap on the seventh floor.
At the same moment, Miao Fenglang ejected from the sixth floor of the stupa. He stepped on the head of the old man in black.
