Urban Horror House

Chen Sixian's actions made everyone feel unbelievable.

The flame in the hands of the old Taoist, the burning temperature made them all feel difficult to breathe, and couldn't help shivering.

As a result, Chen Sixian blew lightly and extinguished the fire.

What kind of magic operation is this?
The old Taoist looked at Chen Sixian in astonishment, feeling that he couldn't turn his head.

The flame in his hand is the sacred fire in the palm of his hand. Although it can't melt steel, it can burn a person alive and turn him into a mummy?
And the temperature of the flame is at least two hundred degrees!It's not the magic props Chen Sixian was talking about.

The results of it?
They really just watched Chen Sixian put out the fire!
"Could it be that he is also a cultivator?"

Thinking of this, the beads of sweat on the old Taoist's forehead flowed down drop by drop, especially after he couldn't perceive the existence of the little ghost, he was so frightened that his soul trembled.

That little thing that had been saved with great difficulty and made him act extremely smoothly, just disappeared like this?
Chen Sixian patted him on the shoulder, and said: "It's okay to learn some charlatan sorcerers. In the future, study hard to be a man and reform yourself."

As he spoke, a burst of energy was released from the palm of his hand and injected into the old Taoist priest's body.

The old Taoist was stunned.

He was horrified to find that the true qi he had acquired with great difficulty, along with a gust of cold flow into his body, dissipated without a trace in an instant like a weak flame encountering a downpour.

Chen Sixian said lightly: "You should remember what I said."

The old Taoist was stunned, and looked at Chen Sixian: "What did you do?"

Chen Sixian said: "Yes."

"You, you!" He pointed at Chen Sixian and was speechless.

Everyone was stunned.

Even a fool can see that if Chen Sixian extinguished your fire in one breath, could someone else do it?

Ghost?
Even if the previous fire was really a ghost, wouldn't Chen Sixian put it out?
Thinking of Chen Sixian's previous actions, Han Song's eyes flickered, and he vaguely felt that he had guessed wrong.

In fact, Chen Sixian is not just an ancient warrior, but a practitioner?
The so-called practitioners are very different from those who practice ancient martial arts. These people learn from the world, the body is small, the world is big, and they have many incredible means.

A martial artist simply transcends the limits of the human body.

But these real cultivators have completely broken people's horizons to a large extent.

It is said that some people have cultivated to the extreme, can walk through the air, cut a sword for more than ten miles, and take the head of a person from a long distance.

This was just a myth before, but Han Song knew that it was not a myth. He once saw a slovenly middle-aged Taoist priest who not only played superb swordsmanship, but when he performed it to the extreme, he could even let the sword fly across the sky. Driven by ideas.

This is almost equivalent to the means of a fairy!

Although some masters can do this, it is absolutely impossible to be as relaxed as that sloppy middle-aged Taoist priest.

Others are still in shock.

At this time, a black off-road vehicle galloped over.

After stopping, the rear door opened, and several men in uniform black uniforms stepped out, followed by Tianxiong.

People looked at him, all surprised.

Amidst the surprised, puzzled, or shocked gazes of the crowd, they came to Chen Sixian.

"Where's Ding Jianbo?" Tianxiong asked.

Chen Sixian pointed at Ding Jianbo who was kneeling on the ground, Tianxiong looked over, frowned, and didn't say much.

He raised his hand and ordered the people behind him: "Take him away, investigate what he has done, and see if we can join Sun Zhiwei's case. Anyone who dares to harm our organization will not be forgiven lightly! "

The men in black uniforms didn't dare to be negligent, and after a quick response, they drove up Ding Jianbo who was kneeling on the ground.

A thin boy with yellow skin picked up the pistol on the ground and asked, "Boss, are we recycling this gun for government affairs now, or?"

"You know what you should do, don't disturb me talking with my friends." Tianxiong said.

"clear."

The skinny yellow-skinned man chuckled lightly, and wanted to remove the magazine from the pistol, but it was as if he had touched the hardest steel, and the magazine wouldn't move at all.

"I have three hundred catties in pure physical strength, how could I not be able to break this magazine?" He was confused.

Tianxiong asked: "What's the matter with you?"

The thin yellow skinned man said with some embarrassment: "Boss, I can't unload this magazine."

"Let me do it."

As Tianxiong was talking, he reached out and grabbed the pistol, and also wanted to remove the magazine, but the switch didn't move at all, as if it had died of drought.

"what's the situation?"

At this time, the members of the Armed Forces Control Bureau who followed Tianxiong were all stunned.

They know Tianxiong's strength best, with a sway of his arms, he can hold a thousand catties of sharp weapons. Even a steel bar can be broken into a mountain road with eighteen bends, forming a nine-curved Yellow River formation.

This is how they believe in the scene in front of them.

Chen Sixian said: "Don't bother, someone secretly made a pistol from that gun, and now it's just a pile of welded scrap metal. It's not enough evidence. You can use it as evidence of fingerprints on your mobile phone. Be careful not to damage it." .”

The members of the Armed Forces Control Bureau obviously thought that Chen Sixian's words were more credible.

Chen Sixian's words are naturally credible, because this gun is his hands and feet.

He said earlier that Ding Jianbo couldn't fire a gun. Of course, he was not joking. Chen Sixian was confident in resisting bullets, but he cared about the safety of the people around him.

The most powerful defense in this world is active attack.

He didn't do anything else, just let Doug Iger release a ray of energy, controlled the pistol, and turned it into a pile of coagulated scrap copper and iron.

If you still want to unload the magazine now, unless you accompany the whole gun, take it apart one by one!

And Tianxiong took a deep look at Chen Sixian, didn't say much, just looked at the old Taoist beside him, and remained silent.

The old Taoist suddenly felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and his eyes were flickering, and he didn't dare to look at him.

Tianxiong glanced down, the big man who was slapped by Chen Sixian also looked embarrassed.

"The two of you came here without permission. This is a felony. Others don't know that you can be fined. But you are repeat offenders. Since you are here this time, you cannot be allowed to escape."

Their faces all changed.

The faces of the others also changed.

Hearing Tianxiong's words, combined with his high profile, some people thought of their identities.

Only one person exclaimed: "The Weapons Control Bureau!"

Everyone's expressions changed again.

Han Song didn't know the existence of the Armed Forces Control Bureau, and he didn't understand the horror of the latter, but seeing the changes in everyone's expressions, he almost understood how powerful the Armed Forces Control Bureau is!

Not to mention others, just the big man who practiced the Buddhist lion's roar skill, and the old Taoist priest with good morals, all of them were scared to death.

Doesn't this show how Tianxiong's identity is?

"According to this person, Chen Sixian is a member of their organization. Could it be that his organization is a special department of the country, and Chen Sixian is also a special personnel?"

Han Song looked at Chen Sixian with astonishment in his eyes.

No matter what, he couldn't combine the words Chen Sixian and agent, it didn't fit at all.

Although he stayed in the mountain village for 40 years and studied martial arts hard, he was also a young man who followed the trend.

After successful cultivation, Han Song likes watching movies very much. He thinks he knows a thing or two about England's secret agents and American heroes.

He still believes that others are agents, but Chen Sixian is a secret agent of the state, he really dare not confirm...