Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 41 Far ahead
Seeing that the old man could cut through two steel-plated shields with one sword, Tang Xuanci knew that this guy's strength was definitely among the top among the masters.

However, when the old man rushed over, he just raised his hands and hugged Chen Xiaoke's neck, with his feet nailed to the ground and motionless.

There was a two-meter-tall black shadow beside him. Seeing this, he immediately flashed to the front, grabbed his waist with his right hand like lightning, and raised a revolver with textbook cowboy gun-drawing skills.

Unlike flintlock rifles
This revolver was secretly made by Tang Xuanci. It adopted a mechanical automatic continuous-fire design unknown to Li Shimin, as well as a firing method of firing pin + fulminate of mercury.

It is huge in size and twice as heavy as the M500, the most powerful revolver on Xuan Ci's mother planet.

It can hold six 12.7 x 99 mm bullets, which are thick and long, and can reach a muzzle velocity of Mach 2.5, comparable to the Barrett.

The bullet is made entirely of rare black iron, with a pointed front end and extremely strong penetrating power and hardness.

I don’t know if I can injure Fahai, but it’s more than enough to kill a master.

The one-armed old man had extremely rich combat experience. Not only did he lock his eyes on Tang Xuanci, he also kept an eye on the movements of Ah Xuan's hands, assuming that he also had a gun.

The moment I saw the gun muzzle~
The old man's figure flashed as he moved at high speed, and he performed a crossover that was a billion times faster than basketball star Iverson. He changed direction and went around to the side, while at the same time he swung out a sword with his backhand, slashing through the air.

"Whoosh~"

The first bullet fired from the revolver had a very deviated trajectory and didn't even touch the hem of the one-armed old man's clothes.

However, this revolver is not like a flintlock rifle, it is manually operated.

When in pure automatic mode, the firing rate can reach 1 round per second.

If manually linked, it can reach a speed of 0.012 seconds.

Ah Xuan held the gun in his right hand, and placed his left hand on the top of the gun handle. At the moment when the firing pin triggered the bullet, he pulled the hammer and reset it to fire continuously.

A blood-red halo appeared between his pupils, and his sight was fixed on the one-armed old man moving sideways at high speed;

The muzzle then turned and fired the remaining five supersonic bullets.

"Swish swish swish~"

"Qiang!"

Everything happened in a moment.

The next five bullets~
One of the bullets hit the old man's abdomen, blasting his kidney and completely paralyzing several major arteries running through there.

Another one grazed his ear and nearly blew his head off.

And the sword energy from the air slashed Ah Xuan's chest.

However, the aerial slash of ordinary warriors is like the empty palm, which is much less powerful than directly slashing with a sword.

Ah Xuan was an eighth-rank warrior after all, and he was wearing a chain mail under his clothes. He took the damage head-on and was only knocked back two steps, suffering minor injuries.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang", six gunshots shook everyone's eardrums at this time.

The one-armed old man groaned in his throat, feeling extremely horrified. He never expected that the gun in the hand of this black slave could be so terrifying!
This is probably... comparable to the magic weapons of some hidden sects.

Suddenly, his pupils dilated again.

After Ah Xuan stabilized his feet, he loosened his right hand. Before the revolver accelerated and fell, he pulled out another revolver from his left waist with his left hand, and placed his right hand on the hammer in the same way.

Ah this?

There is actually another one!
The word "danger" appeared on the one-armed old man's head. He didn't even bother to adjust the chaotic energy in his body. He forcefully swung his sword to launch two weaker air slashes. He changed direction again and rushed straight towards the high wall of the courtyard.

Ah Xuan still did not dodge or evade, but just used a martial art similar to the iron shirt to resist, opened the blood-red eye, aimed and shot, perfectly executing the exchange of injuries method that Tang Xuanci usually taught him.

In a moment.

Blood splattered on Ah Xuan's protruding forehead and arms, leaving two gashes.

The one-armed old man was shot twice more, one bullet pierced his right leg and the other hit his waist. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"what!"

He burst out with a strong desire to survive, threw the sword with his backhand, and leaped towards the top of the wall, trying to climb over it and escape.

However, by this time, dozens of gunmen had already reloaded their guns and were all aiming at the one-armed old man and opening fire.

Amidst the dense gunfire, the one-armed old man was like a kite blown crooked by the strong wind. His trajectory distorted and he crashed into the wall half a meter away from the top and fell down.

"Refill the gun!"

Old Man Cuimei shouted, quickly pulled the flint hammer, and led a group of people to the position of the one-armed old man, and fired him dozens of bullets.

Seeing that the gun he invented had killed a top master in actual combat for the first time, Tang Xuanci felt proud and thought:

"What the hell is Grandmaster?

“I can’t even handle the local specialties from my home planet.

"I am far ahead."

He had heard scientists say that, in theory, as long as the bullet and the gun body were hard enough and the thrust of the explosives was strong enough, it was entirely possible to shoot through the sun with one shot.

Killing the Buddha and the Jade Emperor is naturally a piece of cake.

He had set a small goal for Beaker-GPT, which was to use special materials from the Three Realms, combine metaphysics with technology, and, regardless of cost, create a gun capable of killing Fahai. This would allow him to hunt goblins in the blessed lands of the immortal mountains near Chang'an.

He patted Chen Xiaoke, who was covering his ears with his head, flicked the long sword in his hand, and walked towards the inner courtyard slowly.

In the middle of the fight, he even used his foot to pick up the green-shirted woman's spear, held it in his hand and examined it carefully, saying:
"This is good stuff~"

the other side.

The handsome young man and his group who wanted to escape were blocked in the hall by dozens of members of the Cripple Gang who broke in from the back door.

The handsome young man's face turned pale, and he completely lost his previous composure. He drew the two swords at his waist and shouted hysterically:
"Get away!

"You bunch of dogs are so bold! My Cui family is a thousand-year-old family. Even His Majesty has to show respect to us.

"Tang Xuanci will definitely not escape the blame tomorrow, and you will all die then!"

The lame Ah Mei was not moved at all. He held the flintlock rifle in one hand and the cigarette in his mouth with the other, blocking the road tightly.

"This... Cui Lang, what should I do?"

The scholar who caused the trouble was trembling with fear, and was now deeply regretting his decision.

If God gave him a chance to start over, he would say three words to the girl who spanked him:
"Good fight!"

If he had to add another title before this sentence, he would call her "aunt", and even hope... it would be the best to recognize her as his godmother, which would definitely not be a loss.

"Whoosh!"

An extremely powerful sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out, and a blurry gun shadow pierced through the head from behind, pulling the body up diagonally, passing over the heads of several Kunlun slaves, and nailed to the wall of the lobby.

Everyone was shocked, especially the handsome young man and others, who were frightened out of their wits.

They turned around in panic and saw the fair-skinned and handsome man leading a group of black men towards them again.

"Run, you paralyzed~"

Tang Xuanci was holding a long sword in his hand, and deliberately let the tip hang on the ground, making a sharp sound that made people's scalps numb.

The handsome young man and an injured martial arts master looked at the sword and asked in a lost voice:

"Where is Senior Sword God?

"Where is my master?"

Tang Xuanci laughed, "You're still a Sword God, but you've already been beaten into a hornet's nest."

"impossible!"

The handsome young man couldn't believe it and suspected that Tang Xuanci was lying to him.

Because the master known as the Sword God was recognized as the number one on the Grandmaster List before his arm was broken.

"You've killed everyone, is that impossible?"

Tang Xuanci said:

"For my royal brother's sake, I'll give you one last chance.

"Do you want to come here and kneel down to be beaten, or do you want me to kill you?
"You still think I don't dare, do you?"

The handsome young man's teeth were almost broken and he looked like he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"Gege, how about... forget it?" Chen Xiaoke said weakly.

She originally just wanted to beat someone up to get revenge, but she didn't expect so many people to die.

Tang Xuanci said unhappily:
"What are you afraid of? Just hit me if I ask you to."

He raised his sword and pointed it at the handsome young man:

"Don't waste time, do you think anyone will come to rescue you?
"I'm telling you, General Cheng Chubi of the Left Jinwu Guard is my younger brother. The Shaoyin of Jingzhao Prefecture is nominally my uncle, but in reality, he's also my younger brother.

“Do you think they’d be stupid enough to rush in?
"I'll count to three.

"One, two~"

"it is good!"

The handsome young man stuck his two swords into the ground, took a deep breath, and walked up to Chen Xiaoke like a tragic hero.

Under the gaze of his own people and a group of black slaves, he finally comforted himself with words like "A real man can bend and stretch himself", and silently swore an oath like "Three years in the east, three years in the west".
His knees sank and he fell to his knees.

"Haha, aren't you from some aristocratic family? I thought you were so tough. You should have been fine if you had just knelt earlier, damn."

Tang Xuanci taunted mercilessly, and more than two hundred Kunlun slaves laughed along with him, and dealt a critical blow to the handsome young man's mind with 10,000 points.

Chen Xiaoke had completely lost her temper and even felt a little sympathetic, but since Gege allowed her to be hit, she had no choice but to stretch out her little hand and hit him thirty times in the face.

It's not very harmful, it's very insulting.

(End of this chapter)