Chapter 286 Qinghui Cold Moon Sword Light Cold

People who practice guns have been obsessed with guns for many years. Hundreds of thousands of bullets are fired out. The skills of guns almost form the instinct of the body. Whether it is the strength and tendons on the wrists, elbows or index fingers, they are far more than ordinary people. Especially the martial arts masters who are proficient in boxing practice guns, the reaction speed is even more terrible.

Zhou Yinqiao is known as the "Gun God" in the Central Guard Corps. Although the exquisite marksmanship is one reason, it is also inseparable from his family's boxing and hidden weapon skills. However, the way of firearms, after all, is a foreign object, which can barely belong to the category of hidden weapons in martial arts. After practicing for a long time, if you rely on it in your heart, you will greatly eliminate the martial artist's own heart and surname, which invisibly makes the qi and blood scattered, just like an impurity in the body. If the spirit of boxing is not firm, it is naturally impossible to do anything in boxing. Refined. Since then, I have abandoned halfway.

People who practice boxing, whether they practice boxing, weapons or hidden weapon techniques, their roots still come from the boxer's own self. They are divine and divine, and they pay attention to the foundation of kung fu at will. But firearms and firearms are different. Although they are still used by people, the power is no longer from the human body, but the power of the firearm itself.

This is also the most essential difference between those who play with guns and those who practice boxing.

Cold weapons are in people, hot weapons are in things, and the role of man-made factors is very different.

"Do not measure yourself! A bunch of clowns!" Wang Chan couldn't help sneering in his heart when he saw this group of fierce and obviously unkind guards. The words from the leader just now have shown their intention.

These people came to trouble Wang Chan and stand up for Zhou Yinqiao, who died in his hands.

"How good the martial arts are, you can't get bullets quickly!" Seven cold-faced guards came over automatically in formation. More than a dozen eyes looked up and down, looking coldly at Wang Chan, the man who had just spoken, and spit out a sentence again: "I really think you are a character, and you dare to say anything in such a place, what Neidan, what Flying swords are all charlatans. They are all exposed in the 1980s. Do you really think you are a fairy?

This man is in his thirties. He is calm and rooted under his feet. He is more than Wang Chan's head. At this time, he walked closer and looked at Wang Chan condescendingly. His eyes were full of disdain: "I was in the room just now, observing you, but in the end, it was nothing more than that. He is human with us. Raised by his biological parents, he has a shoulder and a head. I heard that you broke into the military camp of the Russian signal flag and Alpha Squad alone in Siberia, killing countless people. I don't know whether it's true or not.

"Huh? Is this news known to everyone? Wang Chan raised his eyes and looked at the man. There seemed to be a little pity in his eyes. Turning around, I don't think it's strange. These people are the guards around the old man. They get the moon first when they are close to the water. Although there are strict confidentiality regulations, their own information in this yard is not a secret.

It's just the leader. With his position, he is obviously not qualified to enter the dining room before. Naturally, he didn't see the scene of Wang Chan's performance of deterrence, so he took it for granted that Wang Chan as a character like a magic stick liar.

"It's true that you are good at martial arts, but those things are all fake by tricks. It's not accurate. Immortals and real people are just some specially trained liars who blind the name of the world. There have always been many such immortals since successive dynasties. It's not surprising that foreign magicians can also float in the void and fly freely under the attention of the public. I'm just wondering what means you used to get here? The middle-aged man frowned at Wang Chan, and his tone was full of provocation.

Obviously, these guards are already deliberately stiring up trouble. They are all bodyguards in Zhongnanhai. Those with the lowest military rank are all majors. There are strict military discipline constraints in the system. Usually, it is impossible to come to find people casually, causing trouble. However, if they are "scolded" from another angle, that's another thing.

As long as you don't go too hard and teach someone a lesson, it is within the scope of discipline.

"Oh?" Wang Chan glanced at the people in front of him, but he was too lazy to talk much, just pressed? With a sound, he didn't shy away and walked forward.

Although these people are real masters, one of the top figures in ten thousand [***], with good martial arts skills, and everyone has practiced good shooting skills and is proficient in team combat, but in Wang Chan's eyes, they are similar to ordinary people. If you take it as an opponent, it's too much to praise these people.

Therefore, Wang Chan simply ignored them and answered the provocations of these people with his own practical actions.

"The shelf is not small, how dare you break through?"

Seeing that Wang Chan was silent, his feet kept walking straight over. The middle-aged man's face changed. Suddenly, the arrogance of disdain on his body suddenly became deep and introverted. His muscles tightened, and his hands slowly touched his waist.

At the same time, the six guards standing scattered behind him also changed their previous aggressive posture and moved their feet, revealing the unique calmness and murderous spirit of the iron-blooded soldiers who had experienced many battles.

After all, they are all famous masters of the world. They have received strict scientific training. As soon as they enter the state, everyone becomes as accurate as a machine, and their emotions in their hearts are completely empty.

"That's a little interesting!"

Wang Chan's eyes moved, but he did not stop under his feet. He only walked face to face step by step, as if these people in front of him were all air.

"Last warning you, stop, or I will correct you in the name of attacking the Central Guard!"

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's hand around his waist suddenly moved. His hand trembled gently, and his rootless fingers were incredibly flexible, just like antelope hanging horns. In a flash of movement, the phantoms were heavy, and it seemed that half of his arms had disappeared into the air.

The five fingers moved to the extreme, and ordinary people's eyes could not see any clues at all, as if they had put their hands into their waists.

Under a glance, his arm bounced steeply, and he inadvertently came out of the snake under his waist. At the same time, with five fingers turned, and there was a dark small-caliber quick-shooter gun in his hand, and a silencer was installed on his gun in advance, which could completely minimize the sound of shooting. Before it spreads from here to the inner court, the gunfire will automatically dissipate in the air.

The security of this yard is extremely tight. Any big movement will cause tension and attention in the whole capital. So this time they came to Wang Chan and were fully prepared in advance.

Moreover, this action was not his own. Almost at the moment when the leader stretched out his hand and took out his gun, the six companions behind him were all neat and uniform, revealing the muzzle of the black hole in his hand.

From these people, with five fingers moving together, Wang Chan also saw that these guards had a kung fu foundation in their hands. Sure enough, it is the same path as Zhou Yinqiao, which integrates the techniques of martial arts into the marksmanship.

However, although the movements of these well-trained guards are almost extreme in the eyes of ordinary people, they are as leisurely as slowing down in Wang Chan's eyes.

Just as the seven guards showed their guns at the same time, Wang Chan also walked in front of them.

Wang Chan walked very slowly, like an ordinary person walking in the afternoon, but in the last step, he landed gently under his feet, but suddenly shook the whole ground up and down, shaking left and right, so that several people on the opposite side floated under their feet for a moment, opening their mouths and shaking as if they were going to fall at any time. He Zhuntou aimed at Wang Chan, who was close at hand.

This vibration was like a smooth car. Suddenly, there was a sharp brake, and all the people on the left and right of the car lost their balance. They staggered and couldn't do it by themselves.

At the same time, Wang Chan's feet did not stop, like a boat in the water. Shi Shiran crossed the encirclement of the crowd and stretched out his hand to catch it randomly.

As soon as the guards held the pistols in their hands, the ground trembled violently like an earthquake. A sudden change caught everyone off guard. Fortunately, these people were not ordinary people, and the reaction speed was extremely fast. However, after a moment of panic, they all calmed down. Just as they wanted to pull the trigger, but they didn't want to, they only saw a dark shadow passing in front of them, and their hands were light.

When I look at it again, the guns in everyone's hands have disappeared.

Immediately, the ground stabilized down, and the big blue stones on the ground clammed from their feet to the door, turning into stone powder. At the same time, on the ground on the side of the gate, a big black iron ball, the size of a shot put, was condensed by seven pistols in their hands.

"This! This, this, this, this..." Looking at the scene that happened in front of them, everyone's eyes protruded out to the maximum. After a long silence for a long time, a neat inversion of cold air sounded. The seven people looked at each other, and their straight backs had been bent unconsciously, as if their bones had been supporting their letters. Nian had already left them at this moment.

Of course, among these people, the middle-aged man with the most drastic change in expression was the leader. At this time, he stared at the big iron ball rolling at the door, and his face was like dead ashes. He had already lost a little blood, and his whole body couldn't help trembling, shaking like a sieve. It seemed that he was much older all of a sudden, and the spirit of sharpness on his body was swept away. Obviously, he had been shaken by Wang Chan's first hand.

"Hold the iron into mud, and actually pinched the guns together..."

This middle-aged man looks gray, and his heart is simply decadent. Wang Chan disdained to fight with them at all. He passed by lightly along the way and took away the same weapon in their hands.

By this means, Wang Chan wanted to kill seven of them, but he was afraid that they would not know until they died.

Not only that, just practicing Wang Chan's kung fu on the ground just now is also shocking and frightening. The big bluestones on the ground are smashed like flour...

"Even if the whole guard regiment comes, he still wants to leave. Guns and weapons have no effect on him at all. Wang Chan is really a fairy!" What Wang Chan did just now has completely defeated the soldiers and guards of the Central Guard Corps. Make a mess of their ambitions that have always been confident.

However, after this, when Wang Chan killed Zhou Yinqiao, the enmity between him and the Central Guard Corps also had an indication and a result. Although he did not use Thunderbolt to kill people, as soon as Wang Chan walked out of the compound, everything began to embark on the original track, and even his mind became clearer and more transparent.

These grievances in Buddhism are called cause and effect. If there is a cause, there is a result. If you can't touch it, it's fine. Don't pay attention to it. But since you have encountered it, you must solve it clean it. Otherwise, the cultivation of Wang Chan is also an invisible obstacle.

Since you are ready to escape from the mountains and forests, you should cut off all the dust as much as possible. Whether it is kindness or resentment, tonight is the last moment.

Night is gradually falling, and Jingshan Park has been closed. This huge, classical royal garden has returned to its original tranquility and gloom. The moon is like water, the waves are rippling, and the night wind blows on the face, with the unique breath of spring, which makes people feel peaceful and peaceful.

However, at this time, a house behind Jingshan Park was brightly lit, shining like daylight. In the huge courtyard, there was only a snow-white Hongmen ancestor sitting on a stone chair as usual, closed his eyes and motionless. He was not shocked by the previous noise in the courtyard at all. .

The mountain rain is coming and the wind is blowing all over the building!! Today's Lin family mansion is particularly different. Although the lights are still flashing, there are much fewer owners in each room. Only Lin Zhenshan and Song Mingde continue to stay here, looking at the Hongmen ancestor in the yard through the clear glass window.

Lin Zhenshan was nervous and thought nonsense, and only felt that his back spine was getting cold. He is a mortal. He doesn't have the same determination as the ancestor of Hongmen. When it comes to the end, without waiting for Wang Chan to come, the whole person's breath can't help **.

At the same time, he has always wondered why the situation of this Hongmen ancestor today is particularly different from the past.

What's more strange is that in the yards next to him, there are sixty-four big men selected by himself, all of whom, like the ancestors of Hongmen, are upright and sitting cross-legged on the ground, breathing, like a group of dead people, looking strange in the moonlight.

"Ancestor, shall we just wait like this?" Finally, he couldn't help it. Lin Zhenshan's scalp was numb and he walked out of the room to ask.

"If Wang Chan doesn't come, he can't move. Sit down too, don't get too close, and retreat to 200 meters away. Otherwise, after Wang Chan came, he couldn't see a Lin family, and I'm afraid he wouldn't even show up. However, you should also think about it clearly. This time, I'm not sure to deal with him!" Hongmen's eyes were still closed, but his voice seemed very quiet.

It seems that what is said from his mouth is not a matter of everyone's life and death at all.

"Good!" Lin Zhenshan nodded. He also knew the origin of this Hongmen ancestor. With such a top master and a legendary figure like a living immortal, the reason why he could come to the Lin family at this time, regardless of life and death, was also because of his old man's inadvertent "rescue" when he was young.

At the moment, I didn't dare to ask more questions, so I automatically found a seat beside the old man and sat down quietly.

"Cough......"

Just when Lin Zhenshan was confused and he didn't know what he was thinking, there was a sudden sound behind him. He hurriedly turned around. Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart.

This feeling has nothing to do with the magic power of martial arts. It's just an instinctive shudder of human beings before the crisis. It's like ordinary people meet wolves in the wild. Before they run away, their feet are all soft.

At this time, it was in the middle of the moon. The night was as cold as water, and the bright moon above his head was particularly cold. As soon as Lin Zhenshan's eyes flashed, he saw a white light in the middle of the moon, as if the boundless moon condensed, and shot to the top of his head.

"Oops! Is it Wang Chan who is here...?" Lin Zhenshan's mind flashed in his mind. During the day, he saw Wang Chan's ability to exhale swords and circle the house three times. At this glance, he was immediately shocked. The white light was still on the top of his head, and he already felt that the cold wind was blowing between his head and neck. The body that had just been fine couldn't even move.

Sooner or later, it was like a knife cutting tofu. The white light only circled around the neck, and Lin Zhenshan's big head fell to the ground.

Then, the white light turned and twisted twice, as if it were a living thing wandering in the air, giving people the feeling of wandering around and observing the enemy.

"Sinful barrier, how dare you bully others?" Invertently, Lin Zhenshan was in two places. The ancestor of Hongmen, hundreds of meters away, suddenly opened his eyes and had to move together. As if he was blown violently by the strong wind, before he stood up, he stretched out his hand and pointed to it. When the time, the two stone piers on the ground were stimulated by him in the air and smashed towards the jumping white light.

And the white light also seemed to smell some abnormal breath at this time. From beginning to end, there was a slight trembling, like a dragon singing and a crane, pounced forward, and then circled. At the time, it twisted the two stone piers into pieces, and then flashed through the air and rushed to the ancestor of Hongmen.

"Good flying sword!" As soon as his body straightened up, the whole person disappeared in place. The body of the ancestor of Hongmen was as fast as a teleportation. Just in a flash, the person moved 100 meters away from the original place.

The white light sneered and landed in the air. He only twisted the stone where the ancestor of Hongmen sat in a big hole, and then there was a soft sound, and the silver light shone. He suddenly turned back and rushed up and floated in the air, revealing a illusory figure.

(to be continued)