The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1748 I am your uncle

The first thousand and 750 chapters, I am your uncle

"Shadow!"

The danger exploded, and the man in gray shouted angrily.

In the next second, he flicked his body, as if being spun, his body split into seven afterimages and scattered out.

There are very few afterimages of each, but when combined they form a complete gray-clothed man.

As soon as he separates, the whole person disappears.

The warheads and crossbow bolts all hit the spot, smoke was everywhere, and stones splashed, but the man in gray was not injured at all.

The separated afterimage calmly and quickly avoided the hail of bullets.

"what?"

Ye Fan and Song Hongyan couldn't help being surprised when they saw this, they didn't expect the man in gray to have this kind of "breaking the whole into parts" movement.

They knew that this was an illusion created by the other party, but the truth made people unable to react for a while.

Ye Fan felt as if Zhang Wuji met the head teacher and made a move.

Song's bodyguards were also taken aback.

It was also the first time they had seen such a strange movement.

The bombardment failed, and Song's bodyguards turned their knives and guns to search, but they couldn't locate the shadow of the man in gray.

"careful!"

When Ye Fan protected Song Hongyan and retreated five or six meters, a gust of wind suddenly swept across the sky, and there was another figure.

The man in gray emerged from the shadows.

Song's bodyguard subconsciously raised his knife and gun to shoot.

The man in gray jumped up and swooped down like lightning.

He shot at the Song gunmen.

The Song family gunmen were also amazing, seeing the gray-clothed man rushing but not dodging, he raised his hot weapon and fired in bursts.

"Bang bang bang-"

More than a dozen guns sprayed flames, and the bullets poured out desperately.

However, the man in gray reacted too quickly.

He easily passed through the bullets, and in an instant came to Song's shooter.

With a flash of the sword, eight bodyguards of the Song family flew out.

There was blood on his chest, but he was not dead.

Then he swung the back of the saber again, and sent the four of them flying.

The change was so fast that many people were caught off guard.

Ye Fan protected Song Hongyan and Su Xi'er and continued to retreat.

Song Hongyan shouted: "Kill!"

The remaining Song bodyguards fired mercilessly.

"Bang bang bang-"

The crossbow arrows shot in all directions, and the warheads flew across, dense and fierce.

The man in gray kept changing directions, dodging calmly in the hail of bullets, and drove straight in at an extremely fast speed.

The Song family's bodyguards were strong enough, the bullets fired fast enough, and the crossbow bolts were dense enough, but none of this could stop the man in gray.

Like lightning and thunder, like a gust of wind and rain, the speed of the man in gray was too fast, far beyond the limit of human reaction.

A saber flashed in the air, and then a bodyguard of the Song family was injured and fell to the ground.

Unstoppable, unavoidable, no matter how you make a move, you can't escape the end of being defeated.

In the blink of an eye, all 36 bodyguards of the Song family were knocked down by the men in gray.

He didn't kill anyone, and wasted Ye Fan's manpower with serious injuries.

"Whizzing--"

Just when the man in gray was about to rush into the garden, two figures suddenly appeared in a flash.

Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang were like two fierce tigers descending the mountain, opening their bloody mouths while roaring.

Yuan Qingyi stabbed the man in gray with a sword.

Miao Fenglang also smirked and punched out.

The momentum is amazing.

The gray-clothed man's eyelids twitched, sensing the danger of Yuan Qingyi and the two, he subconsciously stopped his forward steps.

However, he didn't back down at all. With a dry laugh, his figure flashed, and his whole body was divided into two figures again.

A long sword that blocked Yuan Qingyi.

A fist that sealed Miao Fenglang.

"when--"

The man in gray flicked his wrist, and the meat cutter blocked Yuan Qingyi's attack.

Then he hit Yuan Qingyi's heart with a backhand.

Yuan Qingyi's pretty face changed, and he turned his long sword to block the meat cutter.

"when!"

With a crisp sound, Yuan Qingyi let out a muffled snort, and then backed away two meters.

Miao Fenglang rushed towards him quickly, his body jumped up suddenly, and his fist hit the man in gray.

Majestic!

The man in gray raised his left hand to bump Miao Fenglang head-on.

The fists collided quickly and exploded with a deafening sound.

Rao Miao Fenglang's fist was sharp and fierce, but he was still calmly blocked by the man in gray.

Similarly, Yuan Qingyi's long sword did not take advantage of the slightest bit.

A series of attacks were blocked by the man in gray.

However, Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang were not depressed. Instead, their fighting spirit was overwhelming, and they broke out to fight with all their strength.

"Dangdangdang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The three of them fought faster and faster, and the more they fought, the more crazy they became, so fast that Song's bodyguards couldn't even see them.

It's just that there are more and more grass clippings in the air, and the sparks from the collision of weapons are getting more and more dazzling.

"Boom!"

Following the last earth-shattering collision, the three fighting fiercely separated, and the surrounding air turbulent.

Countless dusts flew up, obscuring everyone's vision.

Under the violent shock, the three retreated more than ten meters before stopping.

Yuan Qingyi's long sword pierced the ground, drawing a long sword mark, and barely stabilized his figure.

Miao Fenglang also dragged out two deep footprints and crushed a stone before stopping.

The two afterimages of the man in gray merged into one again, stepping on seven or eight cracks in the ground before returning to calm.

In this collision, the two were almost on par.

The three raised their heads suddenly, staring at each other, eyes full of fighting spirit.

"Unexpectedly, I have been crediting knives on credit for decades, and it is so difficult to get knives on credit for the first time."

There was a trace of calmness in the eyes of the man in gray, and he looked at Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang with a little more dignity.

He tried his best to overestimate the strength of the seaside villa, but found that he still underestimated the enemy.

It was difficult for Miao Fenglang and Yuan Qingyi to pass the level, let alone Ye Fan who was protecting Song Hongyan.

It's just that once you choose something, it's hard to go back.

The man in gray looked ahead and smiled: "No matter what, this knife must be sold on credit."

"I want this knife!"

At this moment, a figure flashed away, and a boy in black stood in front of the man in gray.

Dugu Shang held the black sword, stared at the man in gray with a blank expression on his face.

Yuan Qingyi and Miao Fenglang yelled: "Dugushang, be careful, stubble!"

Dugu Shang didn't respond, but just stared at the man in gray: "I want this knife!"

The man in gray looked at Dugu Shang and smiled: "This knife has an owner, and the reason for grabbing credit is to give it."

Dugu Shang looked at the man in gray and said coldly: "The credit knife family, the Jing family has no life."

Jing Wuming was startled: "Who are you?"

He didn't know the young man in front of him, but the young man told his background at a glance, Jing Wuming couldn't help but be shocked.

You know, not many people in the entire Xinguo know his name.

"A thousand-year-old ghost valley, a word becomes a ki."

Dugu Shang was shocked: "I am your uncle!"

"You are Ghost Valley—"

Jing Wuming's face was completely moved, and the butcher's knife couldn't stop tightening.

"Whoosh!"

Dugu Shang didn't speak, but just shook the black sword and chopped off a branch.

He cut another bloody hole in his palm, and grasped the almost withered branch.

Dead branches stained with blood.

Dugu Shang casually threw the dead branch to Jing Wuming:

"roll!"

Jing Wuming took the branch, mouth parched, and looked down.

Looking at the remaining swordsmanship of the smooth incision, looking at the vitality of the withered branches and leaves.

Jing Wuming's body trembled:
"Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, Wan Qi is the root!"

"I'm sorry to offend you sir..."

Jing Wuming cut off a finger with a backhand knife, and after putting down the meat cutter, he grabbed the branch and left...

(End of this chapter)