"Clang!" The bullet hit as if it struck steel, producing a crisp sound, but it didn't leave a single mark on Zhong Ming.
He was a Body Refiner, exceptionally robust, now in the War King Realm, making ordinary firearms scarcely capable of harming Zhong Ming.
"Boom!"
Another punch was thrown, accompanied by a gust of wind, and Zhong Ming directly shattered the heart of the shooter.
At this time, more henchmen reacted, preparing to shoot from a distance.
"Are you waiting for me to make a move?"
Ye Qingfeng stood still and spoke nonchalantly.
Luo Jiuya's face stiffened instantly; Ye Qingfeng hadn't advanced him to the War King Realm, nor given him the Ancient Martial Cultivation Technique just for fun.
"Yes!"
Luo Jiuya no longer hesitated, with a spring of his step, he soared like the Mo Yuan.
His hands transformed into sharp claws, suddenly swiping through the air, as if to tear the heavens, immediately sending several blades of Spiritual Power flying out.
