"This group of people is extraordinary." Li Shier pressed Zhang San's knife and looked at Zhao Sanping: "I have never heard of your name. People like you should not be an unknown person."

"Do you know why?" Zhang Sanping asked rebelliously.

"Because everyone who has seen you is dead, right?" Li Shier said, looking into Zhao Sanping's eyes.

"I am worthy of being Li Shier! I used to hear that you are the best person in the world, but I don't believe it, but today, I believe it." Zhao Sanping pulled the bolt of the gun and slowly raised the gun.

"Master Zhang San, don't you want to try it?" He provoked.

"It just so happens that I want your life!" Zhang San flashed on the spot and disappeared in an instant!

Puchi!

He slashed out with one sword!

Slit the two gunmen in front of him directly!

Bang!

A gunshot!

Zhang San grabbed with one hand and a wall of air appeared in front of him!

But the air wall did not stop the bullet!

Seeing this scene, Zhang San narrowed his eyes and a long sword stood in front of him!

Bullets were shot like raindrops!

He rotated his long sword, swung his sword left and right at an astonishing frequency, and knocked the bullet to the ground.

But after a row of bullets was shot, Zhang San's tiger's mouth was slightly numb.

In addition, he was injured before, and for the first time he felt a little overwhelmed.

"Not right! This is not right at all! How could I be suppressed by bullets! I am Zhang San!" Zhang San stared at Zhao Sanping with his eyes, and he was very shocked.

He knows his strength very well.

Even if these bullets are strengthened, they will not exhaust him!

"San Master, I said, you are not as powerful as you think. Now, let me send you on the road? I can take your head and drink?"

Bang!

Zhao Sanping pulled the trigger!

The bullet shot out with a huge force!

Click!

Zhang San cut off with one knife!

The bullet was cut into two pieces!

But the flying needles and wooden ash inside are also sputtered out!

In a critical moment, Zhang San jumped in the air and avoided the flying needle!

But before he could land, Zhao Sanping pulled the bolt again!

Pull the trigger!

Bang!

Bang! Bang!

The continuous gunfire made Zhang San very passive in the air!

"I'm sorry, Master Third." Zhao Sanping raised the corner of his mouth slightly, he raised the gun and shot it quickly!

Bang!

Zhang San's long sword in his hand was shocked and had no time to withdraw it, so he saw the bullet shoot out!

"Damn it!"

He felt desperate for the first time!

This kind of battle made him suffer!

There is no way to use all your strength!

Frustrated!

Bang!

But just when the bullet was only five meters away from Zhang San, a cigarette flew out!

Hit the bullet.

The cigarette made of paper rolls hit the bullets in the trunk next to it like iron.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang San landed on the ground.

Looking at Zhao Sanping coldly.

"Li Shier, you interfere." Zhao Sanping had a calm face and his tone was very unkind.

That shot was enough to severely hurt Zhang San!

But now, I missed the best opportunity.

"Yes, the first time I have seen someone who can play the formation so well." Li Shier clapped, holding another cigarette in his right hand.

"Did you see it?" Zhao Sanping frowned slightly, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Of course, I can see it." Li Shier pointed at Zhao Sanping: "You are an ancient martial artist, or your master, an ancient martial artist."

"I have seen this method in ancient times, flying knives, bows and arrows, all of which can be done."

"Those people fired to force Zhang San to the position you wanted him to go. Every shot you had before was asking Zhang San to dodge and finally came to the most ideal position in the place, which we call the Eye of the Formation. The last shot was impossible to avoid. The fusion of martial arts and formations was wonderful. Today, I have hardly seen anyone use it."

After saying this, Zhang San's eyes narrowed into a slit.

Only now did he know why he felt overwhelmed!

The formation is like a swamp, and as long as you go in, you will be restrained!

No matter how much power he has, he cannot exert it.

"Are you really like this?" Zhang San turned around and slashed hard!

boom!

The spiritual energy of the formation disintegrated, like a strong wind swept over, smashing over a row of trees!

"Sure enough! I'll plot against me!" After the formation dissipated, Zhang San felt that his power was back!

He ran out with a long sword!

Puchi!

With one knife, more than a dozen people were killed!

This feeling of pleasure makes Zhang San very comfortable!

"Li Shier, I underestimate you." Zhao Sanping's face looked very ugly.

He didn't expect that all his calculations were guessed.

"I'm very familiar with this sentence." Li Shier only had a smile on his face, and there was no sign of any waves. He pointed at Zhao Sanping, "Do you know. Everyone who wants to kill me but was killed by me in the end said this. I have heard this many times, but I can't remember it."

"Haha! I am worthy of being the best in the world, I admire you! Li Shier, I have learned it. But please remember, I am a hunter, and once I target the prey, I must get it!"

"Retreat!" Zhao Sanping shouted.

It quickly disappeared into the woods.

"Want to run?" Zhang San lifted his sword and chased him!

The bullet hit again like raindrops!

"Get out!" Zhang San grabbed it with one hand!

All the bullets gathered together and fell to the ground, becoming scrap iron.

Before, he was trapped in the formation without knowing it, which led to the bullets easily breaking through the air wall.

"Stop chasing." Li Shier stopped Zhang San.

"Don't stop me! If I don't kill him today, I will not calm my anger!" Zhang San pushed Li Shier's hand away.

"How many times do you have to say it before you can understand?" Li Shier grabbed Zhang San's wrist with his right hand, pinched it hard, and grabbed the fallen knife with his left hand and threw it towards him fifty meters in front of him!

A long knife stabbed on the ground!

boom!

A dull sound!

"Does go!" Li Shier pushed Zhang San away and shook his sleeves!

Dozens of steel needles soaked in wood ash were tucked into his sleeves.
To be continued...