Baili Qingfeng had just killed the Iron Sword Sect warrior when he heard the sound of falling into the water.
The last person seemed to know that he could not escape Baili Qingfeng's pursuit, so he jumped directly into the pond.
He was obviously proficient in water skills. As soon as he entered the pond, he dived and quickly rushed into the pond twenty meters away.
When he felt that he was safe, he stared at Baili Qingfeng fiercely: "You are dead, you are dead! Baili Qingfeng, kill our leader, kill our elders, and kill our Iron Sword Sect.
Four masters, our Iron Sword Sect will never let you go! When Elder Wang comes back from meeting his friends, you will die. You will face the unrelenting pursuit of the thirty-nine masters of our Iron Sword Sect... Oh, I
Forgot, you used the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique, you won’t live until that time, but the blood debt can only be repaid with blood, when the time comes, your whole family, all your nine clans, will have to be buried with you for your audacity in offending our Iron Sword Sect!”
"Why are you, Iron Sword Sect, coming after me for something? Why do you always kill my whole family and destroy my nine tribes!? Why are you all so vicious and vicious! Don't your consciences hurt!?"
"Hahaha, conscience, haven't you ever heard of a saying that once you enter the rivers and lakes, your conscience is like a passerby? You must have this kind of ideological awareness the moment you step into the rivers and lakes!"
"I'm not a martial artist, I'm not a warrior, I'm just a student, a good student at Shire University with good academic performance, both morally, intellectually and physically! If it weren't for your Iron Sword Sect being aggressive and unyielding, how could I have dared to offend you Iron Sword Sect?
A sect as big as Jianmen!?”
Although the Iron Sword Sect master in the pond felt that something was wrong with Baili Qingfeng's words, looking at his shocked and angry expression, he felt indescribable relief: "Humph, the matter has come to this, even if you kneel down
It's useless to beg for mercy, our Iron Sword Sect..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Baili Qingfeng picking up the pistol abandoned by the Iron Sword Sect warrior and pointing it at the Iron Sword Sect master...
Suddenly...
The expression on the Iron Sword Sect master's face, who originally thought he could safely drag Baili Qingfeng to death by hiding in the pond, suddenly froze.
gun……
Baili Qingfeng actually has a gun!?
Wait a minute...
It seems like this gun was brought by their Iron Sword Sect master?
A dignified master of the Iron Sword Sect who is at the level of nourishing qi and exchanging blood, does not practice the Tiger Roar Fist, Dragon and Crane Eight Postures, and Songshan Boxing techniques inherited from the Iron Sword Sect, but he actually carries a gun!?
Shame! Shame!
He, Bai Yang, had originally hoped to drag Baili Qingfeng to death, but now he was about to be killed by his own people!
"No! Stop, I was just joking..."
"Bang!"
Gunshot!
At this moment, Bo Yang's breathing seemed to be stagnant. He had never felt that death was so close to him.
Then……
fine!
Wrong shot!?
Judging from Baili Qingfeng's jerky way of shooting, it was clearly his first time using a gun!
Realizing this, Bo Yang's desire to win became stronger than ever, and he swam violently towards the center of the pond as quickly as possible.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Baili Qingfeng fired six shots in a row.
Although his marksmanship seems to be getting more and more accurate thanks to his sharpness as a warrior, it is still the first time in his two lives that he has masturbated, trying to shoot a person who has swam thirty meters away in a dark environment...
It's really not an easy task.
But it's not easy for him, and it's even harder for Bo Yang.
How huge is the psychological pressure of being targeted with a gun but always missing?
It was so big that even Bo Yang, a veteran warrior, almost had his character collapsed.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Finally, blood burst out.
Baili Qingfeng fired three times again and hit one of the bullets, turning the pond red with blood.
But this shot didn't hit a vital point, and Baili Qingfeng...
"No more bullets! Hahahaha, you have no more bullets! God help me! When the sequelae come after the disintegration of the demon, I will see how you die!"
Bai Yang in the pond laughed wildly, as if he had been rescued from despair, and he looked a little crazy.
And Baili Qingfeng...
After removing the demon disintegration technique, he sat down on a stone and panted slightly.
Seemingly aware of Baili Qingfeng's weakness, Bo Yang listened for a moment and laughed wildly again: "Hahaha, do you feel that you are getting weaker and weaker? This feeling of watching yourself die bit by bit
It’s hard! When you die, I will kill your whole family. I, Bai Yang, will do what I say!”
"Iron Sword Sect! How can you be so bad!?"
Baili Qingfeng stood up angrily and shouted harshly.
It sounds like Baili Qingfeng is weak, but...
Still barely able to hear the strong shouts, Bo Yang, who was laughing, seemed to be strangled by the neck, and the laughter stopped suddenly...
After a while, he trembled a little: "You...how do you still have the strength to speak?"
Baili Qingfeng sat down again.
He knew that at this time, he had to be calmer.
Although the leader and elder of Iron Sword Sect just now seemed...
A bit weak?
He was killed instantly.
But he estimated that it was because he had taken advantage of the sneak attack. If they really fought head-on, it would definitely be a bloody battle with a near chance of death.
As for the four Iron Sword Sect warriors at the back...
Also very weak...
However, he is just a student, a student who just wants to study and go to school quietly, listen to music and practice boxing.
Killing a few people from the Iron Sword Sect seems simple, but it is murder after all. Killing itself is a burden on the soul and a matter of great mental pressure. Even if the people of the Iron Sword Sect are bad to the core, they are the scum of the world, with a bad heart and a dog's lungs.
, he has no conscience and is worse than an animal, but as a young man with upright views, he will still be condemned by his conscience, feel uneasy, worried, and afraid if he kills someone.
Therefore, in this bloody battle, although he had scratched his skin a little while blocking the car door with his left hand... Oh, he has recovered now, but he still did not dare to underestimate the disciples of big sects like Iron Sword Sect.
Always be tight and don't dare to relax even a little bit.
This kind of mental damage...
It is impossible for ordinary people to understand.
So he has to sit down, recover as soon as possible, and use his peak state to deal with the greater crisis he may encounter next!
Baili Qingfeng was sitting and resting, but Bai Yang's face in the pond was gradually turning pale.
He was shot once and was bleeding profusely. He had to keep moving in the pond, which accelerated the bleeding. There was already a tendency to bleed excessively.
"Why, why didn't anything happen to him after he used the Demon Disintegration Technique? Is this a monster? Is there any justice left!? No! He held on forcefully, no one can use the Demon Disintegration Technique and there is still some strength left, it's a bluff! That's right!
, he must be bluffing, the reason why he is sitting now is because he can't move!"
Thinking of this, Bai Yang endured the pain, quickly swam to the shore of the pond, and climbed onto the shore carefully.
After seeing that there was no movement at Baili Qingfeng when he landed, Bo Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "My guess was indeed true..."
"Boom!"
Before Bo Yang finished speaking, Baili Qingfeng, who was originally sitting, stood up suddenly. The strength under his feet was strong, and the ground shook. With the help of this surging strength, he seemed to transform into a cheetah, from extremely quiet to extremely moving, exploding.
At an unprecedented speed, he rushed toward Bai Yang like lightning.
That terrifying speed, as well as the power of energy and blood flowing when the body is attacking...
You tell me this is a warrior who has just used the Demon Disintegration Technique!?
"Ah! Why!"
Bai Yang let out a desperate roar, turned around and was about to jump towards the pond again, but when he was about to leap forward, there was thunder in the sky, and a kind of fear originating from the instinct of life made his hands and feet cold, and he became stiff on the spot.
Refining the gods and manifesting the saints!
"Move! Move!"
Bo Yang roared in his heart, relying on his extremely strong survival instinct to struggle out of the shocking and stiff effect of the self-refining god in a very short time, but at this time...
Baili Qingfeng had already rushed in front of him like lightning!
"Devil, die!"
Following Baili Qingfeng's roar, the sword light tore past his neck in an instant.
"No……"
In the pitiful and unwilling scream, Bo Yang's head flew high...
"I...I'm a devil!?"
While the world was spinning, this thought flashed through Bo Yang's mind.
this……
It should be the most serious slander in this century...