The heavens begin with Hongquan

At the moment of the gunshot, Ye Lanqiu only felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and a tremor exploded from his heart.

They have guns? !
Ye Lanqiu, who only saw guns in movies and TV dramas, had a fear of guns deep in his blood.

But before she could scream, the next scene made her cover her mouth and be speechless.

Hong Kang slowly stretched out his hand, and a yellow bullet lay quietly in his palm.

"We've only met for the first time, and this is a decisive move..."

A flick of the finger.

The bullet screamed and shot out in the direction it came from.

"boom!"

"Ah! My gun...!"

Hearing the exclamation in the distance, Wu Xie was shocked and worried.

Shouted: "Fatty, what's the matter? Are you all right?"

"Fatty is fine..."

Fatty Wang got out of the grass tens of meters away, with the wreckage of his rifle in his left hand and a machete in his right hand.

He quickly ran to Wu Xie and the others, staring at Hong Kang cautiously.

"Brother, this idea is tricky!"

"Your former enemy...?"

Hands catch bullets, this is simply not human! ~
If it weren't for Fatty Wang, he would have been in danger for a long time, and he might have been frightened and softened by now.

Hong Kang looked at Fatty Wang, and said in a low voice, "If you hadn't aimed your gun at the ground, that bullet would have blown up your gun."

Fatty Wang smiled, but his hand holding the machete was still tight.

He only shot when he saw Wu Xie's gesture, but he didn't expect to meet a fierce man.

Ye Lanqiu's heart was still beating violently, and he was afraid after a while.

Who are these people?
Why do you still have a gun?
She had seen in the previous news that there were old people hiding some shotguns in some mountain villages, but she didn't expect to see it with her own eyes today, it was a rifle...

However, Mr. Hong can catch bullets with his hands?The real version of Fire Cloud Cthulhu! ~
Zhang Qiling lifted the long cloth strip, revealing the ancient black gold knife.

Wu Xie calmed down, staring at the person in front of him.

"You know my brother's name, and what secrets are you talking about? Who are you? What is your purpose?"

Hong Kang smiled at Wu Xie.

"Sorry, I'm here to look for Zhang Qiling, I'm not interested in you, can you please go aside quietly and wait!"

As soon as Hong Kang's words fell, Wu Xie and Fatty Wang immediately followed the instructions without any resistance.

But their minds are still clear, but they can't control their feet.

"I'm going!~"

"Why did Fat Master's body move by itself?!"

"Brother, brother, the fat man has been possessed by a ghost, use your blood quickly..."

In that situation, he was obviously very unwilling, but his body obeyed his words. It seemed that his heart was trembling, and his air was so cold.

Zhang Qiling didn't move, because he saw that Hong Kang was making room for the two of them.

"Miss Ye, you go to the side too!"

"It might hurt you later."

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Hong Kang stared at Zhang Qiling, it was rare to meet someone who ignored his mental investigation, and he could only rely on words to know something.

"I thought that finding you would solve many of my doubts..."

"I didn't expect that after seeing you, this doubt became more..."

Because only Zhang Qiling has entered the bronze gate, he thought that he could get relevant information directly by reading his mind, but Hong Kang couldn't enter his spiritual world.

And Wu Xie has never entered the Bronze Gate, so there is nothing of value in his memory.

Zhang Qiling still stared at him without saying a word, his mouth and nose had already started to emit white gas.

"Breathe method..."

"Do you know Ouyang Qing...?"

Zhang Qiling's eyes were still as calm as clear water, but Hong Kang made a judgment from his micro-expression.

"I don't know..."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, my purpose is straightforward..."

"First, I hope to get a drop of your blood essence; second, I want to know some news behind the bronze door..."

"In return, I can teach you something..."

Not far away, Wu Xie and Wang Fatty changed their expressions when they heard Hong Kang's words.

Sure enough, this person came for the secret that Poker Fing (little brother) guarded.

Another person for the secret of longevity! ~
The two of them were excited and wanted to help, but they couldn't control their bodies at all. What kind of sorcery is this?
Wu Xie's brain was running rapidly, thinking of a way to break the situation.

Seeing Ye Lanqiu at the side, a gleam flashed in his eyes, maybe we can start with this girl...

After Zhang Qiling heard Hong Kang's words, he still didn't say a word, but slowly drew out the ancient black gold knife. The blade was pitch black and the blade was bright, like his eyes, deep and deep.

After seeing Cai Hong Kang's ability to catch bullets with his bare hands, Zhang Qiling didn't seem to think it was incredible.

"Is this a rejection?"

"Aren't you worried about your two friends?..."

Not finished.

Zhang Qiling let out a big mouthful of white air from his mouth and nose, his figure squatted down slightly, and suddenly rushed out with the force of a gust of wind.

"Bang!~"

The explosive power created a big hole in the ground, Zhang Qiling disappeared into everyone's eyes as a black shadow, and the strong wind brought by the high speed moved the fallen leaves and dust.

But Zhang Qiling's speed beyond the limit of mortals did not bring him the belief of victory. Hong Kang's calm and smiling face was reflected in his pair of indifferent pupils.

Raise the knife and chop down quickly.

"Ding!~"

A sound of gold and stone sounded.

Zhang Qiling's pupils widened slightly, his eyes were extremely solemn.

The split just now, even if it was a huge boulder, he was confident that he could split it easily.

But now, what was touching the blade of the ancient black gold knife was only a jade-colored finger.

The strong force stimulated a small circle of air waves, and the air waves flattened a radius of ten meters.

…………

The three spectators on the other side all opened their mouths in the shape of an "O".

Whether it's Zhang Qiling's lightning speed or Hong Kang's flesh and blood blocking the sharp blade...

Fatty Wang stared wide-eyed: "Brother... When did you become so powerful?!"

"Then whoosh..."

"The Flash..."

"Also, the ground was crushed with one foot..."

"I'll go, that person is also a little superman wearing underwear outside, using his body to block my brother's knife..."

"What's wrong with this world...?"

While Wu Xie was shocked, he forced himself to calm down, and his mind was quickly analyzing and reasoning.

Poker-Face was also very powerful before, but not so outrageous, his eyes couldn't keep up with his speed, what exactly did he experience behind the bronze door?
And this person, does he have anything to do with the Wang family?

No, the Wang family themselves are not so powerful!

Ye Lanqiu was two parts worried and eight parts surprised.

Sure enough, there are also tall people here...

Zhang Qiling failed with one blow, the knife went with him, and cut horizontally again.

However, it was easily blocked by Hong Kang again.

"Ding ding ding..."

The black gold ancient knife was swung in Zhang Qiling's hand and turned into an afterimage, and the vigor formed by the sharp wind of the knife formed a knife curtain.

When Hong Kang calmly blocked all Zhang Qiling's attacks, his words came out peacefully.

"How about it?"

"Do you want to learn this ability, which can be called the indestructible body of a diamond? I can teach you..."

"It's just a drop of your blood..."

"You should be able to feel that you are not my opponent..."

"If you don't cooperate, if I forcibly extract your blood essence, I'm afraid it will cause some damage to your body..."

Hong Kang flicked on the ancient black gold saber with one finger, and his strength increased a little bit. Zhang Qiling was driven by the power of the saber, and immediately flew backwards.

Relying on his strong waist, he twisted in mid-air and landed on a locust tree.

A cold voice sounded.

"Blood, I can give it to you, but..."

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Ten years of sharpening a sword, Frost Blade has never tried.

"swordsman"