After Bai Ze was "shot", his expression on his face did not change at all. He only shook his wrist and a clap sound! A blood-stained bullet was thrown out of his broken sleeves.

It turns out that Edward's shooting is indeed powerful. Even since Bai Ze was "shot" last time, he has been very alert to the power of modern firearms. He has also practiced some of the body techniques that he had not paid attention to before in the past in the past few days. However, when it happened, he only dodged four of them in the face of the five bullets that "Edward" shot from close range.

Only the last one shot him.

Fortunately, Bai Ze reacted quickly enough and practiced his skills to the "transformation realm." As soon as Zi Wubang reached his body, he turned his sleeves, like a big wave rolling up, and suddenly removed a little momentum. Then he shrank his arm, suddenly retracted his sleeve, and reached out and flicked violently on Zi Wubang's bullet.

And just as Bai Ze shook his wrist, the blood on his fingertips also stopped.

He was obviously shot, but it seemed that he was not affected at all. The next moment, someone else was behind the tree. As soon as he stopped, he suddenly moved. He grabbed the ground with ten toes under his feet, and stepped down with a sudden step. His body slid slightly, shaking his joints, and swayed his strength all over his body, as if he was filled with big skin filled with mercury.

With a shout, the wind blew up on the ground, and a gust of dust and smoke was blowing. Bai Ze's entire figure looked like a large "cat" animal in the dark that had been peering in the mountains and forests for a long time, and suddenly rushed out of a large "cat family" animal that was hunting for food.

"The tiger crosses the hill." Among the "five steps and thirteen guns" at the bottom of the box, the most powerful tiger-shaped stake, once it rotates from static, it immediately moves like a thunderbolt, and its aura is ferocious, causing the entire space to be shrouded in a bloody storm.

The only step of the ancestral kung fu in the Bai family was passed down by this "tiger crossing the hill" was not lost and scattered during the long years. Even though Mu Taoist had taught the four remaining deer, bear, ape, and crane one by one, what Bai Ze practiced the most from childhood to adulthood was this step of the shaking kung fu.

Seeing Bai Ze just shook his hand, Edward threw out the bullet that was supposed to be deep inside his body. His expression changed, as if he had seen a ghost, "Oh, God..., what's going on? My bullet..."

It seemed as if he knew that things were not easy to deal with today. Edward retreated repeatedly, but before he could finish the words in his mouth, a figure flashed and a gust of wind blew up. Bai Ze had already fitted up and rushed up.

"Damn..."

After all, Edward was a little panicked and intended to retreat temporarily, facing Bai Ze with a gun in his hand, he was definitely not confident at all. He saw the shadow in front of him and pulled the trigger...

Unfortunately, this time was very different from the moment before. Bai Ze's body shook, and the whole person seemed to have completely lost the inherent form of human beings at the moment of attacking, and the speed was faster. He looked at it on the left and suddenly on the right. Even if Edward's eyes were like an eagle, he could only follow Bai Ze without bullets, and whistle in vain.

However, what Bai Ze did not expect was that this magic gun named Edward had a good skill. He saw that he had shot several shots in the air, but he could not do anything to his opponent. He had no way back and even raised his foot on the spot, and kicked Bai Ze out with a frontal kick.

Moreover, his kick came from a dangerous momentum. There was a sharp knife more than three inches long at the front of the combat boots that protected his ankles, and suddenly bounced out. As he kicked, the sharp blade broke through the wind and made a heart-wrenching sound.

A typical Japanese karate practical combat style, just looking at the skill of this kick, it is obvious that this skillful gun and no weapons, Edward has a full range of "kung fu" that is still above his two companions.

Bai Ze's eyes flashed, but he didn't take it in a force. He only put one side of his body and passed the oncoming foot knife.

Edward kicked the ball, and his waist twisted, and his whole body rotated ninety degrees to the left, sinking his upper body, and was about to take advantage of the momentum to shoot the last bullet in his hand out from under his abdomen, asking Bai Ze, who was so close to him, to flash, but at this time Bai Ze was no longer ready to give him any chance.

Lifting the knee, bounce the legs, and "punching the gun legs." It is the killer move of "breaking into the door" of the central palace.

Legs are like gun poking.

Edward was used to going to the battlefield, and countless trials between life and death made him extremely sensitive to danger. As soon as Bai Ze kicked this kick, he felt that his lower chest was shiny and he wanted to hide. But at this time his moves changed, his old power had been exhausted, and his new power had not yet emerged, and he hit the ground with one leg, so he couldn't hide even if he wanted to.

At this critical moment, Edward instinctively raised his hands, stretched forward and bent backward, and formed a "cross" in front of his lower chest and abdomen. Just blocked Bai Ze's feet.

Click!

With a crisp sound, Bai Ze's penetrating leg was concentrated on his toes. Although Edward blocked it in time, the force was about to break, and Edward's two forearms were being held together. At the same time, the castration had not subsided. His long legs were singing and moving forward like a gun. The next moment, Edward bent over and was kicked three or four feet high by him.

Edward's arms were broken. "The five internal organs moved in his chest and abdomen, and his whole body was convulsed in pain, but out of instinct, he was unwilling to sit and wait for death. Although his arms were broken, he still tried his best to raise the gun and shot out the last piece.

Bai Ze quickly used a move to "Squat in the Monkey." He shrank his head and his body fell down. Seven-foot Angzang suddenly turned into a three-foot child. He felt the bullet instantly passing over his head. The moment he brushed over his scalp, Bai Ze's eyes trembled with fierce light, suddenly he rose up, stretched out his hand and stretched his hand up, pinched his five fingers into eagle claws, and rushed up like a poisonous snake that came out of the hole, spreading its fangs, and grabbed Edward's neck in front of him.

Edward felt a fishy storm between his mouth and nose, forcing himself to almost suffocate, and immediately raised his head up. In the impossible, he avoided Bai Ze's killing move.

However, Bai Ze always used one move after another, making a series of moves, without giving in a single step, and then he immediately changed again. He took the eagle claw into an "eagle strike." His arm around Edward's neck, then fell down, and with a puff, blood splattered everywhere.

In a blink of an eye, his hand had already grabbed the foreigner's back and closed his spine with his five fingers.

Edward screamed, his spine was cut off at the back of his neck, and his five finger holes were filled with blood.

When others land on the ground again, the whole body can move its neck, and it can't move a little finger half an inch in all parts of the body.

"What a great Chinese Kung Fu... You were obviously hit by my gun... Why didn't it have any effect..." Edward crawled to the ground with difficulty, and streams of black blood kept gushing out of his mouth. It was obviously Bai Ze's kick just now, which had already hurt his five internal organs.

Bai Ze stretched out his arm, flicked his nails, and made a metal sound like a piece of steel staggering: "You have never practiced Chinese Kung Fu, and you won't understand it even if you say it. In fact, the shot you just now only hurt some fur to me. The price I paid was just this broken piece of clothing."

He shook the half-sleeved sleeves on his arm, and Bai Ze looked at his index finger and middle finger again. After the shot just now, he used the "breasted cloth to make a stick" to remove some of the strength, his lethality remained unabated. He had no choice but to take a dangerous move, condense his qi and blood, and used his fingers to bounce it against the Zi Wubiao.

Fortunately, he had an iron shirt to protect his body, and his skills had already been mastered. Once he used his skills, his fingers were as hard as iron and stone, especially ten nails, with golden sounds and jade vibrations, and even more like gold and iron. Otherwise, the gun without weapons in Edward's hand was more powerful than the bayonet mercenary team, and he could not imagine that he was just shattering his nails and hurting his flesh.

If you are not careful, both fingers will be broken and become disabled.

"I have heard people say that there are three realms of Chinese Kung Fu... No... Practice strength... Practice Qi and Practice mind... Practice muscles, bones and skin on the outside, and a breath inside... Practice muscles, marrow washing, and blood exchange... Have you already practiced to this level?... Please tell me... I don't want to die with my eyes closed..."

Bai Ze knew that Edward would definitely not be able to survive. Not to mention his last grab, he just cut off the vitality of this person with one kick in front. "My kung fu is just a beginner. I can barely be considered a master, at least I have not reached the point of blood exchange yet."

Upon hearing this, Edward's face trembled, and his voice suddenly became hoarse and dry: "Don't be modest... Although we failed, this matter is not over yet... No matter how powerful your skills are, there will always be someone who comes to you..."

"I'll wait!" Bai Ze nodded, his face remained unchanged.

"Then I'll take a step first... wait for you below... kill me, don't let me suffer so much... This is the preferential treatment of prisoners of war..."

"After answering my question, I'll tell you to die." Bai Ze narrowed his eyes: "What kind of organization are you from? How do Americans deal with me?"

"This is not a secret... Also arriving on the same plane with us are the Japanese Ozawa family... Ozawa Hero and... South Korea's Nankita... They will come... challenge you... But maybe you can't wait that day."

"So that's the case. Think about it, they should come." Bai Ze pondered for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "And the words you just said, practicing strength, practicing qi and practicing mind, easing tendons, cleaning marrow and changing blood, these are not something that ordinary people can know. Where did you hear it? Is there such a master in your organization...? Who is he?"
Chapter completed!