Chapter 79： Kick to iron

Looking at the black arrows on the ground, Yang Zilei's eyes gradually became cold.

If you couldn't dodge, I am afraid that this arrow would have killed him directly!

"Shoo!"

However, at this moment, two more arrows shot out from the bushes in front of them like lightning.

The arrow gleaming with Lei Mang still aimed at Yang Zilei's body and whizzed.

"Boom!"

Yang Zilei's eyes were cold, a May Fourth pistol flashed in his hand, and he quickly fired two shots.

Driven by the automatic tracking, it directly collided with the two arrows that were shot over in midair!

Immediately afterwards, Yang Zilei's gaze also locked on a giant tree with dense foliage not far away.

Without hesitation, he squeezed the trigger again, and directly shot out the remaining six bullets in the gun.

"Puff puff!!"

The May 4th pistol is equipped with a silencer, and the sound is not loud, but the power of the bullet is still fast.

With six bullets bursting in, the giant tree shook for a while and the leaves flew.

"Huh? What a powerful hidden weapon."

A surprised voice sounded.

Xuan even saw that a young man with short hair holding a bow and arrow, with a vigorous body, rushed down from the bushes and stood steadily on the ground.

At the same time, two more figures appeared on a nearby tree, standing with the short-haired youth.

"The badges on the chest of these three people are not the same family power."

Yang Zilei glanced at the clothes of the three people not far away, feeling a little surprised.

The rule of the hunting game is that each family power is allocated three places for the competition.

Under normal circumstances, if not the same family forces, most of them are mutually hostile.

But looking at the posture of these three people, it is clear that they are hunting together.

"The reaction is rather alert."

The short-haired young man looked gloomy and looked at Yang Zilei. When he saw the May Fourth pistol in his hand, a flash of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, if you are acquainted, hand over the imprint of the spirit pattern and the thing in your hand to avoid suffering."

The young man with short hair sneered sullenly.

While he was speaking, the other two companions also quickly dispersed from side to side with great understanding.

There seemed to be a little bit of life in the direction they were standing, which faintly blocked Yang Zilei's retreat.

Looking at the three fat sheep that were delivered to the door, Yang Zilei's mouth raised a curve.

Just take these three guys to try the enhanced version of the Gatling gun.

"Toast and not eat fine wine!"

Seeing that Yang Zilei didn't mean to be obedient, the young man with short hair had a slight face.

The sudden sound of a cold shout, the rich spiritual luster, surged across the bodies of the three of them, revealing their respective martial arts forms.

The martial soul of the short-haired young man is a bow, with thunder and lightning on the surface.

A fifth-grade martial arts spirit belonging to the instrument family, purple pantograph.

The other two were also fifth-grade martial arts spirits.

The scorpion tiger of the beast type, the blasting demon wolf.

"Do it! Kill him!"

Spiritual energy surged, and the three of them shot almost at the same time, each performing martial arts moves, and furiously plundered Yang Zilei.

However, at this time, Yang Zilei had already taken out the AK47.

The crimson gun body exudes a wave of burning energy.

"Boom boom boom boom!!!"

Suddenly, the continuous gunfire shook the entire jungle.

The bullet, a shuttle burst out.

Then under the control of automatic tracking, the bullets were divided into three directions!

Perhaps the bullet contained the flame energy of the beast core, and when it hit the martial soul shape of the three people, a flame burst out in an instant, and it burned! !

Two days ago, even Yang Mo, who was in the middle of the Spirit Vein Realm, almost couldn't stand it under the shooting of AK47.

What's more, now the enhanced version of the flame type AK47, to solve these three people, is undoubtedly a matter of blinking an eye.

Therefore, in just a few dozen breaths of effort, the three people who had just been full of confidence and fierce faces collapsed and fell to the ground screaming and groaning.

I saw the parts of their bodies hit by bullets, their wounds were as if they were burned, shocking!

"Now, it's because you plan to hand over the spiritual mark, or I do it myself."

Yang Zilei grinned a playful smile, threatening.

"Don't, let's do it ourselves."

The short-haired youths looked horrified, and hurriedly ran their spiritual energy, forcing the spiritual pattern from their palms to levitate in front of them.

Yang Zilei raised his palm, and directly put the three spiritual patterns in his palm, and then he turned away leisurely.

The three of them looked at the body that was fading away and were about to be sent back, with a bitter expression on their faces. They didn't expect that this was just the beginning, but they were kicking such a hard iron plate.

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