They are all masters of the ninth level of the disciple. They have reaction ability, speed and power, so they are naturally much faster than ordinary martial arts practitioners. However, so many people attack them in groups, there are still great disadvantages. That is, He Sheng will not let these people surround behind him. The people in front of him take action against He Sheng, and He Sheng will hide if he can, and block if he can't. If the people on both sides want to surround behind He Sheng, He Sheng will punch or kick at the right time.

But when He Sheng attacked the people on both sides, his belly and his big legs were fists and kicked.

It didn't hurt once or twice, but three or four times, He Sheng still felt that he couldn't handle it.

After retreating many times, He Sheng suddenly seized the opportunity and punched a man in the ear. The man's eyes were instantly congested and he fell to the ground.

He Sheng chose a special direction. The position he retreated was exactly the third window in the living room. Within Tan Zilin's field of view, his meaning was very obvious, just to ask Tan Zilin to shoot him.

But what made He Sheng collapse was that Tan Zilin, a second-hand man, seemed to be determined to kill Guo Guotong. He missed three shots in the first place, and even fired the fourth shot.

"This idiot!" He Sheng couldn't help but curse, stepped on the sofa, and jumped backwards.

At this moment, Tan Zilin was keeping his eyes on Guo Guotong, and he was still mumbling.

"Hey, why can't this bastard hit?" Tan Zilin curled his lips and muttered: "No, didn't the boss say that Su Xiang would drag those disciples? Why did he fight Su Xiang alone?"

Tan Zilin was so depressed that he thought Guo Guotong was a disciple at first. After all, he could not feel Guo Guotong's breath from such a distance. However, after these four shots, none of them hit, which made Tan Zilin a little anxious.

Just as Tan Zilin was about to fire the fifth shot, a voice suddenly came from behind Tan Zilin.

"Young man, is it comfortable to put the cold gun?" The speaker's voice was low, and there was a sense of joking in his tone.

Tan Zilin's expression froze, he quickly turned around, held the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger at the figure behind him.

The gunshot sounded! The man turned his head and just happened to dodge the bullet.

Dodge such a fast bullet within two meters, and so calm!

Tan Zilin hurriedly got up from the ground and looked at the man in front of him in horror.

It was about five meters from the entrance of the corridor to Tan Zilin. The man walked three meters, but Tan Zilin didn't hear any footsteps.

As a ninth-level practitioner, Tan Zilin's hearing is naturally more sensitive than that of ordinary people, but this person is like a ghost, without a single sound.

Tan Zilin quickly realized that the man in front of him was definitely a genius!

"That...Brother, I...I'm setting off firecrackers, hehehe..."

Tan Zilin took two steps back, but suddenly, he felt that he retreated to the edge of the rooftop, turned his head and looked at it. Behind him was a height of more than twenty floors.

"Firecrackers? Hehe, it's a bit interesting." The man walked two steps towards Tan Zilin with his hands on his back.

Tan Zilin's forehead was covered with sweat. At this moment, he was as stable as a horse on the surface, but he felt even more panicked than a dog.

He had the strength of a disciple at the ninth level, but the person in front of him was a Tianshi. If he wanted to fight directly, he would definitely be dead!

Suddenly, Tan Zilin looked out of the corner of his eyes and turned to his feet!

There is an anti-theft network on the floor behind you!

"He Sheng? Why are you here?" Tan Zilin turned his eyes and looked behind the man, pretending to be surprised and shouted.

The man's expression changed and he immediately turned his head.

However, behind me was empty, let alone humans, there was no ghost.

The man immediately realized that he had been fooled and turned his head again, but when he saw Tan Zilin jumping down the rooftop, he hurried to the edge of the rooftop and looked down, Tan Zilin was hanging on the anti-theft network on the lower floor.

"Hehe, I'm bye you!"

After saying this, Tan Zilin hung on a height of more than twenty floors like a monkey, jumped to the left and jumped to the platform in the next corridor.

Looking back, Tan Zilin patted his chest: "It's so dangerous!"

There were two layers of glass in front of him. Tan Zilin carefully shrank back and then shot the glass.

The glass broke, Tan Zilin kicked it, then jumped into the corridor.

When he looked up, the man on the rooftop was slowly walking down from above.

Seeing the smile on the corner of the man's mouth, Tan Zilin swallowed, spitted, and ran downstairs.

I don’t know how many floors I ran to, Tan Zilin panted. He happened to be in the middle of the corridor, following the glass, and he saw that he was still fighting in the room opposite.

"Forget it, just shoot it!" Tan Zilin thought, raised the gun, and without aiming, pulled the trigger towards the window opposite.

After one shot, Tan Zilin continued to run under the stairs.

At this moment, He Sheng had retreated to the corner of the room where He Sheng was. Although the Tianshi who fought with the old ghost could not beat the old ghost, the old ghost could not kill him for a while. As for Guo Guotong, he was trying his best to kill Su Xiang.

The people opposite the building stopped firing their guns, and Guo Guotong became more bold when he started. After all, his strength was better than Su Xiang's first-level position, and his fists were very domineering. Su Xiang was punched several times in the arm and was beaten backwards.

Guo Guotong quickly picked up the scimitar, jumped up, and chopped Su Xiang head-on.

Su Xiang had no choice but to retreat, hesitated for a moment, raised his right hand and blocked it above his head.

But the next second, Su Xiang saw Guo Guotong's figure suddenly falling to the ground, falling stiffly to the ground, his eyes still widened, and then Su Xiang heard the sound of gunfire.

Looking at the blood hole in Guo Guotong's temple, Su Xiang looked pale and hurriedly took two steps back.

Looking out the window, Su Xiang breathed slightly and said softly: "Good shooting skills..."

If there was no such shot, Su Xiang would have to break at least one arm.

But Su Xiang could not have thought that Tan Zilin's shot was a coincidence.

"Su Xiang, go and help Uncle Ghost!" He Sheng saw that Guo Guotong was dead, and immediately shouted at Su Xiang.

"Okay." Su Xiang responded and ran quickly towards the old ghost.

But after taking two steps, Su Xiang retreated, bent down, and picked up the scimitar in Guo Guotong's hand.

Su Xiang was originally a weak woman. Although she was at the second level of the Heavenly Master, she rarely fought, so she was powerless to resist when facing Guo Guotong.

From childhood to adulthood, Su Xiang has never killed a chicken, let alone killed people. However, before coming to Yuncheng, Su Xiang was mentally prepared, but despite this, Su Xiang was still scared to the point of being pale when she saw Guo Guotong's body.

If these practitioners are not killed, they will kill themselves. At this time, you must not be afraid!
Chapter completed!