When he faced bullets, he mostly dodged them. On rare occasions, he had some tools to block them.

It's impossible to catch it purely with your bare hands, even if you use both hands at the same time!

The old man with the ghost head mask can do it with only one hand, so calmly.

It turned out that Canglong had only met one person.

Palace Master, Chen Bufan!

In the Land of Gods, the Spear God of Death who was killed should also have this strength, but he didn't show it.

In other words... this old man with a ghost head mask has the strength of a god!

Cang Long's eyes narrowed. With his strength, he couldn't deal with it at all. He decisively took out his cell phone and planned to notify the palace master.

"Chi!"

A ray of cold light came over, and it turned out to be a scimitar.

boom!!

There was an explosion and the phone exploded.

If Canglong wasn't fast enough, his palms would have fallen to the ground.

"brush"

The scimitar made a half-circle, returned to the old man in the ghost mask, and disappeared directly. It was impossible to find out where it was hidden.

Without the means of contact, we can only fight!

There was a strong fighting spirit in Canglong's eyes. No matter how powerful the opponent was, he was never afraid.

He immediately let out a roar, circulated his true energy, and charged towards the opponent!

"wrong!!"
Chapter completed!