Hell, is this kung fu or magic? Is it magic? Ling Qingfeng was shocked and puzzled. He had never seen this kind of attack method. If it doesn't work, it must be cracked as soon as possible, otherwise there will be variables.

The drunkard who has the same entanglement as Ling Qingfeng is actually a killer who has cultivated to the innate realm. He is not a master, but a killer who is much more powerful than a master.

Innate killers are titles that only exist on the top chain of the killer world. They were initially formed by a group of warriors who entered the innate realm but had exhausted their potential and could not continue to improve. Later, these people passed on the experience of changing innate killers and formed a unique killer school.

Although there is no hope of breaking the realm, their lethality is higher than the innate masters of the same level in certain specific environments, and the drunkard is one of them.

At this moment, he had already moved the innate true energy in his body to the limit, just to maintain the blinding method in front of him, and then use the bamboo arrow to break through the air to kill the enemy. Unexpectedly, the opponent's body protection skills were too strong, and the bamboo arrow shot was not very effective.

"Do you have to use that thing?" Although the alcoholic drank two pounds of Wuliangye, he was drunk and understood that once he used that thing, his lethality was ten times greater than that of a bamboo arrow, but his loss would take three months to make up for it.

"When practicing, you have to drink less alcohol." Although the alcoholic felt very sorry, he slowly took off an iron arrow that was dark all over the waist.

The material of this black iron arrow is very famous. It is made of Antarctic Cold Iron. It is said that it was the first initiator of the Iron Curtain Organization. It went to Antarctic glacier to collect cold iron ore and has been passed down for four hundred years.

Although the drunkard doesn't believe this legend, in China four hundred years ago, someone could go to Antarctica to mine even if he was a martial arts master, he couldn't run that far, but the drunkard tried the power of this arrow with his own hands.

This black iron arrow can maximize the innate true qi of innate masters and turn it into a peerless arrow that specializes in breaking the body's true qi.

So the drunkard held the black iron arrow in his palm. He raised it behind his head and planned to shoot it out with the next round of rainy rain pear blossom bamboo arrows, and decide to fight.

At this time, Ling Qingfeng knew nothing about the coming danger and was still trying his best to think about how to break the situation

"Why can't the invisible arrows see and hear the direction of the sound? This is why is the attack really coming from another space how can I deal with this kind of thing?"

Ling Qingfeng murmured to himself, his mind was spinning fast

"Not to me, not to see it. Not to hear it may not be the other party's problem. Maybe it is my problem. What I see is not what I see, what I hear is not what I hear, but what I hear is not what I hear, but it must be like this. Everything is illusory."

Ling Qingfeng flashed a thought and closed his eyes resolutely.

When facing an enemy, not everyone can do it Ling Qingfeng closed his eyes because he found a reason that it was understandable. Since it was not an environmental problem, it was my own problem.

Throughout history, thousands of sentient beings who encounter difficulties and pains first complain about the environment, the unfair nature of nature, and the unrighteousness of others. They truly know how to examine themselves. There are those who dare to put problems on themselves, but the proportion is extremely low.

Because this is human nature, anything that can truly break through this is not something in the pool.

Ling Qingfeng chose to close his eyes and ignore it because he suspected that something was wrong with his feelings.

Moreover, the most important thing is that Ling Qingfeng has already entered the innate world and has already mastered the skills of listening to the qi, so he is ready to try to push the skills of listening to the qi further, and to observe the qi and perceive the qi based on his feelings.

Just as he closed his eyes, Ling Qingfeng felt that the front of his eyes was dark first. But then the pores in his body automatically opened, and his skin became extremely sensitive, fully sensing the vibration and energy changes in the air.

This is a mysterious and mysterious sense. Gradually, the external world in Ling Qingfeng's mind was restored in another form.

The composition of the outside world is no longer light and sound, but the flow of energy and breath.

Ling Qingfeng's body remained motionless, but he felt it slowly, detecting the changes in breath and energy around him.

Suddenly, he sensed that there was a strong energy reaction body not far away, about ten steps away from him.

This energy is burning, constantly splitting the energy in it to the front end.

Ling Qingfeng suddenly felt a huge threat, his mental power was highly concentrated, and gradually, a blurred figure appeared in his mind. This figure was continuously inputting energy into the weapon in his hand, and the energy of this weapon was firmly locked on his body.

When I said this, the drunkard threw out this black iron arrow full of innate true energy.

Between the two, the air within ten steps was split into a passage, and the legendary invincible black iron arrow arrived in front of Ling Qingfeng in an instant at an unspeakable speed of the naked eye.

When the drunkard threw this arrow, his innate true energy was exhausted, and it was difficult to maintain the tricks in front of him. Even the casting of the rainy pear blossom arrow was one step slower.

Ling Qingfeng lowered his head without hesitation, his neck shrank, barely avoiding this lightning-like attack.

The cement wall behind it buzzed, and a hole the size of a fist appeared.

This arrow actually shot out the effect of a sonic boom, which shows how fast the speed and how strong the power are.

Ling Qingfeng was also shocked by the power of this arrow

The arrow just now is definitely stronger than a sniper rifle bullet, and it is even better than that. Fortunately, I avoided it.

Almost at the same time, Ling Qingfeng's body heard another ding-ding sound. It turned out that the heavy rain pear blossom arrow shot over.

Ling Qingfeng's distraction was no longer able to maintain the extremely subtle external listening state just now, and he couldn't help but open his eyes suddenly.

A guy with the same shocked look appeared in front of him, and a wine gourd was hanging around his waist.

The two of them were shocked at the same time. Ling Qingfeng's first reaction was that he would never let the man shoot the arrow just now, it was too dangerous.

So he grabbed the ground with ten toes under his feet, moved his body, and rushed towards the drunkard like a rapid electric shock.

The drunkard never expected that the black iron arrow would be lost just now. He was still thinking that he would have to go downstairs to pick up the priceless iron arrow later. Then he saw his opponent inexplicably shrink his head and neck, but he actually didn't hit him.

But in this moment of stunned kung fu, Ling Qingfeng had already rushed to the drunkard and punched without hesitation.

Ling Qingfeng used all his strength to use his most proud boxing technique and used the wrong line punch.

The original dark force and fist intention were mixed with ten times more powerful innate true qi and heart power, and a punch was blown out.

This punch came quietly, just like winter is coming, winter is gone, spring is coming, dawn is coming, without a trace of human fireworks, gently hitting the drunkard's chest.

The drunkard was shocked, shocked and angry. He was shocked that his opponent's movements were so quick, but he was actually punched.

However, this punch seemed to be neither painful nor hurt, nor itchy. What kind of fist is the alcoholic who was already ready for injury, but the other party's punch was as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face, and it was not alarmed. This was completely beyond his understanding.

Ling Qingfeng with a calm expression on his face and stood in front of the drunkard.

"Tell me why I'm asking for trouble, why did you do it just now, why can't I see you?"

Perhaps Ling Qingfeng's expression was too sincere, which made the drunkard feel a little embarrassed.

"You, that me, oh, I was the assassin who collected money to kill you. I just used alcohol to turn mists, blinding your five senses and making you unable to sense my existence. In fact, I was standing here and didn't move at all."

After finishing the drunkard finished speaking in one breath, he quickly added: "Don't think that if you let me go, I will win your love if you don't hurt me, I will not kill you this time, and we will still take action next time."

Ling Qingfeng narrowed his eyes and listened with relish, but he still didn't understand it. He asked again, "Hey, how can you deceive my five senses by using alcohol to evaporate mist? This trick is very powerful. You are a congenital master, right?" To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.

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