Dark Blood Age

“Baiyu Tang abstained, Wu Kezhao, are you still comparable?” Zhu Lingbutterfly pointed out that Baiyu Tang would not be an opponent of Chu Yunsheng. She knew very well, but didn't expect him to abstain without even a single move. Is Chu Yunsheng stronger than she thought? Instead, she is curious to know what level of strength Chu Yunsheng is, which can allow a level 3 C black weapon to resist war.

“Yes, of course! Don't think you can scare me!” Wu Ke corroded, Baiyu Tang actively abstained. Although he was reckless and impulsive, he was not an idiot. At least he understood that the other party might really be a master, but his story was already in front of him, and he could not recover it. But most importantly, he felt confident that he was much stronger than Baiyu Tang. His attribute abilities were not ordinary ice flames, but rare protections and attacks were extremely powerful gold energy!

Chu Yun closed the magazine, 15 rounds of ammunition, waiting for Ling Butterfly's order to start, and shot immediately for a quick battle decision. He controlled his body's energy well. Each bullet injected less than one-third of his energy. Don't congratulate Butterfly. He also knows that every Dark Warrior on the West Side defense line will be a comrade of his own.

“Despicable!” Wu Ke shouted outrageously, Chu Yunsheng's attack was only at the moment when the voice of Zhu Ling Butterfly had just fallen.

Bullets in close range, with the firepower of a whistle, can't escape at all! Wu Ke emitted a faint golden light outside his body, forcibly blocking two bullets, and a strong energy impact, causing him to slightly step back.

Black Martial Arts with Fire Energy Gun Above Class C, and can be fired continuously! Wu Ke looked at his heart in a dark alarm, hurriedly turned around and tried to approach Chu Yunsheng. For the black warrior with gun skills, as long as he moved fast, ran out of his bullets, and even successfully pushed into him, he could take them down all at once, without any effort, against the dark warrior with gun skills. This is not the first time, he is kind of experienced.

Chu Yunsheng wanted to attack first because he was not very good at shooting. He was okay with the bugs that had always been "brave forward”. In the face of the manoeuvre of the height of human black warfare, it was not easy to use.

As soon as Wu Ke took a spin, Chu Yunsheng lost his fixed “target”, but he had an advantage, faster speed, and faster than Wu Ke did.

Chu Yunsheng swayed and immediately caught up with Wu Kezheng running in a circle. This was completely out of Wu Kezheng's mind. He was trying to get close to Chu Yunsheng. He came to the door without thinking.

Wu Ke Zhaoxi was out of sight, immediately prepared to forcibly reverse, launched a counterattack, but Chu Yunsheng was faster, did not give him a chance to turn around. He shot him twice in a row, so that Wu Ke took his breath and blood, hurriedly accelerated, turned the direction, and then gave Chu Yunsheng such a fight. He really wanted to be congratulated on his words and bandaged away.

In the presence of the two people, you chased me, the shooting continued, and Wu Ke was frequently shot, there was nothing he could do. Good thing he also found Chu Yunsheng's shooting method was not very good. As long as he turned fast, 89 out of 10 would be empty.

Wu Ke counted in a dark silence: 10 rounds, 11 rounds, fuck, dog, where the hell are you going to hit! 12 rounds... 14 rounds, just one shot short of this kid's bullet ran out, his chance came, so he deliberately slowed down and immediately shortened the distance between him and Chu Yunsheng.

Chu Yunsheng, this is the first time he has ever fought Kim Neng Black Martial Arts. Under his continuous shooting, although he can't do the full shot, he still has half of it. He can still stand up to now. His protective ability is indeed horrible. At this time, I saw Wu Ke slowing down his speed and seizing the opportunity to take another shot.

“Ha ha, boy, you're out of bullets! Now it's my turn!” Wu Kezhao finally shouted “Exhale the eyebrows” and was really too stubborn to be chased.

Chu Yunsheng thought that Wu Kezhao was chasing weakness before slowing down, but he didn't expect Wu Kezhao to hit this idea. He never counted the bullets himself, because there was no need at all, the realm of dual heaven, with the second order of firepower metaphor, he can also fire firepower ammunition, no less power!

Wu Kezhao did not give Chu Yun Sheng any chance to replace the magazine. He had just come out of his mouth. People had swept into mid-air, retracted their fists and concentrated their sharp gold energy. Dao Jin Guang wrapped around his entire fist and even his small arm. He tried to continuously bombard Chu Yun Sheng, and also wanted Chu Yun Sheng to taste the taste of being chased.

Even Zhu Lingbutterfly felt that Wu Ke photographed some incredible pretexts.

Boom! Boom!

The three shots were completely different from the sound of the bullet just now and suddenly came.

The first round of pure fire gas immediately destroyed Wu Kezhao's offensive, the second round of fire gas directly hit him in the chest, and the third round of fire gas continued to chase.

Three shots, each full of one amount of its own energy, the power soars.

Chu Yunsheng was always unable to target Wu Ke Photography, so he didn't want to waste his energy on empty bullets. Now he's fine. Wu Ke Photography has become a “dead target” again. He's right. Considering Wu Ke Photography's ability to protect against the horrors of Jin's energy, he simply fired three energetic fire gas bombs directly, and the bullet hit him!

“Fuck!” Wu Ke had a severe pain in the chest, and the gold energy that could not be recovered was instantly dispersed. It looked like he had been beaten from the sky with a stuffy stick, flied out, and heavily fell to the ground. The river fell into the chest, shocking a bite of blood and even a hint of skin burning paste.

“Impossible. Impossible. You're out of bullets!” Despite the burning pain in his chest, Wu Ke said incredibly that he had never seen a black weapon with gun skills and could continue to attack without a bullet.

“Who says you can't shoot a man without a bullet!” Chu Yun lifted his pistol, by which time the victory and defeat had been scored.

Who says you can't shoot a man without a bullet?

At this time, not only did Wu Ke faint, but Ling Butterfly and others were equally shocked, which completely disrupted their perception of the gun skill Black Martial Arts!

In the surrounding Dark Warriors, there is no shortage of Dark Warriors who use guns. They are often regarded by other Dark Warriors as the existence of chicken ribs. At this moment, they are inexorably excited. This is the true strength of the gun skill Black Warrior effort! their striving goal, their day of appearance!

“Group 3, Chu Yunsheng wins!” Zhu Ling Butterfly first reacted, crisply said.

Chu Yunsheng's more than thirty people, not at all as excited as the two winning companions of the first two groups, all looked natural and unexpected, almost let Wu Ke photograph hold his breath again.

Next, the fourth group of trials had not yet begun, but the officers and soldiers of the ninth main division surrounded by massive disturbances, the soldiers poured like a tidal wave into the defensive line of various clutter, and the alarm was constantly echoed.

“What's going on?” A black warrior grabbed a soldier and asked worryingly.

“Across the river, across the river! …" The soldier said hastily.

Today, people are extremely nervous, and when the wind blows, everyone is like a bird of shock and anxiety, even the Dark Warrior.

Between them, more than 300 black martial arts couldn't control the last group of fights, and ran over the defensive line.

Chu Yun rose fast and jumped onto the defensive wall pushed by three abandoned containers in a row. He looked at Jiangbei with great vision.

It is now the noon of the Yangguan era, the light of the sky is the best time, the black fog that has been spreading over the river also dissipates, far north of the river, there are many huge blurred shadows, mixed with the flames of the sky, red fog, bloody!

“Brother Chu, use this.” Zhu Ling Butterfly handed over a military telescope and said softly, his face was extremely heavy.

Chu Yunsheng took over the binoculars, his eyes crossed the river and went straight to the opposite bank. He was forced to suck in a breath of cold air and sweat from the bottom of his heart.

On the position of the bug in Jiangbei, sometime a seat emerged, a giant grave-like organism like a nest, at least 60 meters high, more than 50 meters in diameter, like growing from the ground, fleshy body, blood-red color, waves of upward creep, disk roots crossed!

The giant aperture at the top opens and closes from time to time, spraying out flames and plunging them straight into the sky.

A huge pipeline extends from the bottom, with a lot of red and red mucus, staining the earth red!

Countless red beetles travel between giant graves and giant graves; blue beetles flying in mid-air sometimes live between the waists of giant graves.

A little further away, the dim light, the countless massive graves, implicitly reveal their vast and hazy shadows, without end of the line, makes people desperate.

Those blood-red mucus have been spreading to the edge of the river, blocking the water of the Yangtze River, the northern section of the broken bridge, has condensed the blood-red organism, forming an empty pipeline, if the bridge is not broken, I fear that it is now directly beneath the Western District defensive line.

Chu Yun's heart jumped sharply, and the Yangtze River blockade was fortunate in the west and north districts. If such giant graves also appeared in the east and south districts, could these strange pipes and mucus spread directly?

“Is this the world, or the hell?” Zhu Ling murmured.

Nobody answered her question, everyone was shocked!

“Artillery fire!” “Cannonball!” “Cannonball! ”

Ninth Primary Division's artillery squad is firing!

Whistling artillery shells, in a quiet sky, shed an eye-catching light, shooting the entire division up and down, including the expectations of the Black War Independence Corps, into the world of bugs on the north shore.

The shells flew over the head of the entire division, over the Yangtze River, over the North Bank, but did not explode on the ground, there was no imaginary fireball, there was no imaginary depletion and decay, there was nothing but distortion!

Yes, distortion!

If you have to find a word to describe what Chu Yunsheng is seeing now, it can only be a distortion.

The huge opening of the tomb, suddenly spinning open, distorted the entire space, all the shells, sucked inside the tomb without a leak.

The giant tomb stirred, creeping, even stretched a circle, but it didn't burst apart. Soon afterwards, the “grave" reopened slowly, creating a flame and smoke.

Quiet, silent, the whole division, including the Black War Independence Corps, no one even spoke, even stopped breathing!

No one is willing to accept such a result, preferring to be hallucinated!

An uncontrollable panic and despair, less than a day apart, struck again, but this time, quietly, except for a few occasional sighs. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)