Demon Exchange

Chapter 283 I Appreciate Craftsmen
With a flash of the magic-sealing black needle, the two stunt hunters immediately backed away, and several large holes exploded in the ground!Shocked expressions appeared on their faces. They looked like ordinary long black needles, but they had such terrifying destructive power when hit on the ground. It would be unimaginable if they were hit on a human body...

Strong winds are blowing!

The white-haired old man on the left hurriedly shouted: "Move!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, the bald partner not far away had no chance to get out of the way, because a fiery red sword tip was exposed on his chest!Teng, the flame ignited from the tip of the sword, and set the bald head on fire!The bald man knelt down tremblingly, and the flames crazily devoured his body and soul until he was burned into a pile of ashes...

Ning Qiu flicked the Yehuo sword. Although nothing was stained on the blade, it was more imposing.

He looked at the ashes on the ground and said to himself: "Unless it is absolutely necessary, don't use this sword. Even my soul will be burned to ashes. How can I continue to create wealth..."

The white-haired old man didn't dare to underestimate Ning Qiu, his nerves tensed up!
The young man in the white mask in front of him was so unbelievably strong, he was so shameless just now, he didn't even say hello to a direct sneak attack!
With the help of his companions, he also got a little information from Ning Qiu, that the other party has a number of powerful black long needles, a long sword that can burn, and it can fly in the air and teleport!

What the white-haired old man is most afraid of is teleportation, this ability is just like a bug.

Even the undead can't do real teleportation!
The teleportation of the undead in movies and TV shows is all deceptive, but the high-speed movement is true, and they are good at the shadow body, it is easy to give people the illusion of teleportation...

The white-haired old man is ready to go, he is on guard!
Be vigilant about Ning Qiu's every move, for fear that he will suddenly appear behind her and give her a chill!
Ning Qiu frowned, he was very upset.

The silver-haired girl before had reached a power value of around 1.2 after taking drugs, and the two people who suddenly appeared in front of her had a power value of 3.5 and the other reached a power value of 4.1, completely surpassing her poor 1...

After going back, I really have to find a way to cultivate my strength!

Just now, he used the teleportation and fire sword to surprise the bald man with a power value of 4.1, and successfully killed him!

It's much easier to keep this 3.5 old man...

After thinking for a while, Ning Qiu asked: "I'll give you a chance to answer my question. If I am satisfied, I may let you go back happily..." Then, he said: "You witch hunters are here! How many, what is the purpose of attacking the witch gathering place, and how to divide your strength levels, how many people are stronger than you?"

The grass on the ground was blown by the wind, making a rattling sound...

The white-haired old man took a step back, his ears felt cold, and Ning Qiu's voice came from behind him: "When others talk to you, you must respond in time, otherwise it will be very impolite... Also, if you want to run away again, my patience will last forever." It's gone!" The old man stretched out his hand and touched his ear, his hand was covered with blood, and one of his ears was cut off...

It's teleportation again, why is there no warning at all!
Damn it!

How can people beat this!
The smell of blood in the air stimulated his nerves, and he secretly groaned in his heart!
He sighed helplessly: "In addition to hunting witches, witch hunters also hunt some monsters and warcraft part-time. We have a total of five levels, namely elementary, intermediate, advanced, special, and the king of hunters, etc... I We belong to the super hunters, we belong to the Special Fantasy Department of the United States, or LRB for short! This time, we attacked the witch gathering place, a total of [-] basic hunters, [-] intermediate hunters, [-] advanced hunters, and two special hunters, one of them I was killed by you just now..."

Ning Qiu shook his head: "You are not serious about reviewing the questions. How many hunters are stronger than you? You don't seem to answer."

There was a flash of anger in the eyes of the white-haired old man, and he suppressed his anger: "There are a number of basic hunters and intermediate hunters in the headquarters, the number is very large, there are more than 5000 people, and new hunters are added every day and old hunters are sacrificed. The exact number needs to be checked at the headquarters! The number of high-level hunters is around 100, while there are more than [-] special-level hunters, and there are four king hunters who are stronger than the level-level hunters. Any one of them is as strong as ten or more The super hunter..."

Ning Qiu hummed: "Then what is your purpose?"

The white-haired old man let out a breath of foul air slowly, and he said: "The purpose of our attack on the witch gathering place this time is mainly to collect the blood of the witches, and to study what is hidden in the blood..." In the middle of speaking, His figure suddenly moved, and he took out a silver-white pistol from his arms and pointed it at Ning Qiu like lightning!
Draw your gun, aim, shoot, all in one go!
All compressed within 1 second!

The pistol of the white-haired old man is specially made. Whether it is the material structure of the pistol or the bullets, they are all targeted weapons for targeting supernatural forces!Blocking it with magic is not as effective as hiding behind a stone or steel plate...

There are three Witch Guilds in the gathering place who died under this pistol...

Ning Qiu stood quietly. In front of him was the newly summoned Shalar five-fold phantom shield. The white-haired old man made a sudden move and startled him. Fortunately, he was vigilant enough, and the five-ply phantom shield Stand between the two of you at all times!Otherwise, with the sudden shot just now, his soul would return to Huangquan Road...

The demon-destroying bullet fired from the white-haired old man's pistol was deeply embedded in the phantom shield!
When the phantom shield was hit by this bullet, it didn't break into one or two layers as imagined, but the entire front two layers of the shield became as elastic as rubber, and the bullet pulled out a long concave shape inside...

After a while, the bullet fell to the ground...

The atmosphere is a bit awkward...

Ning Qiu couldn't help applauding, and he praised: "You are so fast. At your age, you should have been single for 70 to [-] years! What I admire most are craftsmen, especially you who use traditional crafts. People who keep it for life are even more admirable... I won't care about it, you can choose to continue answering questions..."

The white-haired old man saw it when the demon-breaking bullet hit the masked young man.

A five-faced shield appeared. I don't know what kind of magic it is, but it can block the bullets that specialize in breaking down and destroying magic!
However, what if it attacked from all angles at the same time!
He exuded a sharp breath all over his body, and he also took out a pistol in his left hand, his eyes sparkled!

Bang bang bang bang bang!
It was obviously a pistol, but it made the old man feel like he was shooting a submachine gun...

There were flames and swords flying around, crackling continuously, and the white-haired old man had an almost hideous look on his face!

(End of this chapter)