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Chapter 181 Soul Emperor, Death
"I don't know if you two know Fudo Ming Wang Zhao Wuji!?"

Zifeng said nervously.

"Haha, boy, so what if we know it, do you think he can come over to protect you in an instant, or do you think we will be scared if we mention his name!"

The high-pitched voice of the tall man was very ear-piercing.

"That's right, boy, what's the use of saying that Titled Douluo is your backer now!"

Humpty Humpty also laughed.

"Not to mention a mere Zao Wou-ki!"

The dwarf said disdainfully.

The excitement and excitement of the two of them couldn't be concealed at all, because the difficulty of obtaining the spirit bone of the kid in front of him was almost like picking it up.

You know, they still have a soul bone that they have not obtained for a long time, that soul bone, but they waited for a full year before they found the opportunity.

"Oh, I mentioned Zao Wou-Ki's name not to scare you, but..."

Before Zifeng finished speaking, he had already taken out his own Barrett from the storage container!

The one-meter-long black gun body, in the eyes of outsiders, may be a kindling stick, but for those who know its power, in this world, only Zao Wou-ki has experienced it deeply.

After all, a few months ago, Zifeng used this gun to beat Zhao Wou-Ki, released his martial soul, and Zhao Wou-Ki, who released four powerful soul skills, was also beaten by this gun to the point of being extremely embarrassed, and even almost died .

The same is true for the soul sage Zhao Wuji, whose title is Fudo Ming Wang, whose strength and defense are astonishing. A soul emperor of the agility attack system, Zifeng feels that he can't hold his own shot!
click -

Load it up!

There are only two bullets in this magazine.

Those were Zifeng's special armor-piercing bullets. He almost broke his fortune, and only made these two rounds. The rest were all unqualified.

Unqualified bullets were directly thrown away by Zifeng, otherwise, it would be a big trouble to damage the gun body and scratch the barrel.

Even if it is a qualified bullet, the barrel can last for about a thousand rounds. If there are more, the rifling of the barrel will be damaged, and the accuracy of the gun will suffer greatly.

A few months ago, if Zifeng used armor-piercing bullets to attack Zhao Wuji, he would have to release his spirit avatar to block it.

Now, the short and fat Soul Emperor in front of him has obviously become his test subject once again.

Just at this moment, Zifeng's hand started!
Just a slight pull of the trigger.

boom--

A fierce flame burst out directly from the muzzle of the gun, but it disappeared in just an instant.

The huge sound was like thunder from the Nine Heavens, and it shocked the eardrums of the three individuals, like Zifeng, who actually had instant tinnitus.

Zifeng, who has a dragon arm, shoots directly from a standing position. The strong recoil is blocked by Zifeng's solid dragon arm. After firing, Zifeng only shakes her body.

The bullets of more than ten centimeters and the bullets of several centimeters rubbed against the air, emitting a fierce flame, and the speed was extremely fast.

click-

With the sound of gunfire, the sound of watermelon bursting sounded.

However, the broken melon flesh is not only red, but also yellow and white.

Humpty was directly shot in the head by Zifeng.

Soul Emperor, die!

After the sound of thunder, Zifeng slowly unloaded the magazine, and put the Barrett in her hand back into the storage container.

And the tall and thin man who was still mocking just now had an extremely rich expression on his face, because the blood and yellow and white things of the short fat man splashed all over his side.

Moreover, there were pieces of tissue meat, which were directly attached to the side of his face and shoulders.

This, what is this!
The tall man was taunting at first, then frightened, and now, there was only disbelief and despair on his face. A soul emperor, from such a long distance, was directly shot in the head by Zifeng.

What the hell is that black fire-breathing thing!
This kid actually put that guy away.

Call ~
The tall man breathed a sigh of relief.

Just put it away, just put it away.

"What I mean by Zhao Wou-ki is that he almost fell in front of me a few months ago! If you are not as strong as him, run quickly, you still have a chance to survive!"

Zifeng said slowly.

The tall man looked at Zifeng, his mouth began to tremble, and then his whole body began to tremble. For the first time, he felt that he was so close to death.

"I, I, you, I still have a soul bone, I think it's suitable, suitable, no, you can keep it, if it's not suitable, you can also use it, exchange it!"

The tall man's voice was extremely low, like a mosquito humming.

He never thought that he would be so humble in front of a soul master.

There's no way, my partner is a real soul emperor, his body was shattered into pieces in the blink of an eye!

"The villain died because of talking too much! It's true at all! If you didn't talk so much, you would just come up and take me away, and nothing would happen later!

Hey~
Give you a chance, I don't need the attacking soul tool just now, fight with me, if you win, you can leave! "

Zifeng said.

Because, he wanted to try out how his magically reformed Sand Eagle was going to be!Also, to what level can I bring the modified Sand Eagle Shura into full play.

After all, after testing, he has to modify the parameters.

"Is what you said true!"

Gao Zizi's voice suddenly screamed, and the voice was extremely piercing.

"Of course it's true. Didn't you see that I've already put away the soul tool? If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it a long time ago. Will I wait to say a few words to you now!"

Zifeng asked back.

"Okay, then I'll go!"

Although the tall man was excited, he did not relax his vigilance in the slightest.

If you don't use that terrifying weapon, if you are a soul sect, can't you still win a soul master! ?
The tall man couldn't help thinking.

Six super-long spider legs swayed regularly behind the tall man, supporting his entire body.

Soon, his first soul skill lit up.

However, at this time, Zifeng Longhua's right hand had already raised the magically modified large Sand Eagle Shura.

Looking at the black iron weapon in Zifeng's hand, the tall man's hair stood up instantly. Just now, it was the big soul guide, but now, it was replaced by a smaller one.

"Isn't there no need for a soul guide?"

shouted the tall man.

"Hmph, I said no big ones, but I didn't say no other ones!"

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Zifeng's mouth.

"you--"

The tall man was so angry that he couldn't speak, but he didn't dare to scold Zifeng directly, otherwise, if he was lifting out the soul guide device of the big man just now, his body would not be able to support the thunder.

"I have a suggestion for you. If you have any defensive soul skills, treasure armor, and defensive soul tools, use them as soon as possible, otherwise, you will have no chance later!"

Zi Feng kindly persuaded, as for him, is he really kind?
Of course not, I just let this tall sissy go with good intentions.

Zifeng's purpose, of course, is to test the power of her pistol.

(End of this chapter)