Attributes are infinitely increasing, I dominate multiple

"

"Cough cough cough..."

Chu Yingbo struggled to open his swollen eyelids, looked at Song Di who was facing away from him, and roared in a low voice, "Little bastard! I want you to die!"

He suddenly took out a silver-white pistol from his arms, pointed it at Song Di who was gradually going away, and pulled the trigger with gritted teeth.

An Ruyi saw it from the side and said in horror: "Don't..."

At this moment, Song Di's heart jumped and he turned back suddenly.

Bang!!

With a muffled sound, the pointed bullet was ejected.

The next moment, Song Di raised his head and was hit head-on.

Seeing that he hit the opponent, and it was a headshot, Chu Yingbo laughed viciously:

"Hehehehe, hahaha! What a shitty martial arts, it's still a headshot by me! ! "

An Ruyi covered her mouth with a pale face, and it was obvious that she was also frightened by this intense scene.

An Yong stood aside and shook his head and sighed: "What a pity, what a pity for a young genius."

"Hey!"

"Huh? !" Several people looked in the direction of the sound in surprise...

It was Song Di who was shot in the head!

He slowly lowered his head and opened his mouth, biting a bullet between his two rows of teeth...

which was still smoking.

"How...how is it possible? ?"

Chu Yingbo's eyes twitched, and he shouted out of control, "You can actually bite the bullet with your teeth! This is impossible!"

An Yong and An Ruyi were also confused.

It was too late to realize...

Biting the bullet shot from behind with your mouth!

It's too outrageous!

How terrible must the physique, speed, and reaction ability of this young man be to do such a thing!

"He just said..."

An Yong stuttered with a confused expression, "The Ninth Prince is his master, so how strong should the Ninth Prince be? ! "

"Throughout the past and present!"

An Ruyi murmured this word, with an incredible look on his face, "Does this word mean that the Ninth Prince has gone very far on the road of human evolution? !"

Obviously, Chu Yingbo also thought of this, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Pooh~"

Song Di spit out the bullet from his mouth into the palm of his hand, looked at Chu Yingbo, whose face was extremely sullen, and sneered:

"The power is a bit weak, I'll give it back to you!"

After saying that, he threw it hard.

Bang!!

The air exploded.

The bullet instantly shot through the joint of Chu Yingbo's right leg dozens of meters away.

The flesh mixed with blood and water covered the stone bricks behind him.

"Ah ... "

Chu Yingbo screamed and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground, calling his parents non-stop.

At this time, another short, thin, green-eyed old man with an ancient appearance came over.

Although the old man was not good-looking, several people could vaguely feel a cold breath that instantly enveloped the whole place.

Before Song Di spoke, An Yong was shocked and said, "Ghost Spear Wang Nanxun! Why are you here, old man? ! "

Wang Nanxun paused, glanced at the excited An Yong casually, and asked in confusion, "Who are you? I don't know you."

"Uh..."

An Yong hesitated for a moment and laughed dryly, "I'm just a nobody. I wanted to visit you at this martial arts conference, but I was too busy to make it."

"Is that so."

Wang Nanxun nodded, "Yes, you saved your life."...

"Ah?" An Yong was stunned, "What do you mean? "

Wang Nanxun said: "Literally, a shocking demon appeared in this martial arts conference and slaughtered many martial artists. Fortunately, my master, the Ninth Prince, suppressed it, otherwise everyone would have died."

"Hiss~ Ninth Prince!" An Yong grinned and inhaled, obviously shocked.

"Something is wrong!"

Wang Nanxun frowned, turned his head and glared at An Yong, "You said you were going to participate in the martial arts conference, which means that you have entered the marrow washing and blood exchange, but how could you not know the name of my master? ! It's not written on the "Tianjiao List"? !"

"Ah? !"

An Yong was stunned, "I subscribe to the "Tianjiao List" every issue, but the new issue published in the past two days did not mention the existence of the Ninth Prince."

"This is impossible!"

Old man Wang rolled his green eyes and sneered, "This publication was opened by me and a few old friends. The news has always been accurate. How could it not even publish such a shocking event! "

"Uh..."

An Yong was stunned for a moment, and with a somewhat stiff expression, he took out a magazine from his pocket and handed it over.

"How about you take a look?"

The glare from Lao Wang just now suddenly stopped the blood circulation in his body.

A middle-aged man in his forties was actually a little frightened, and his words and actions became restrained.

It was really because the gap between the two realms was too big that led to this situation.

"Humph! "

Wang Nanxun took the magazine and flipped through it quickly, his face grim--\u003e\u003e

found... it seemed that it was indeed not published.

He immediately wanted to take out his mobile phone to call Bai Xiaosheng.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't do it.

This result is obviously due to some official force deliberately covering up the news.

'Could it be that the Secret Service Bureau did it?'

Wang Nanxun stroked his goatee, 'No, that group of people are not so idle. Could it be the Military Intelligence Department? It doesn't seem like it. That group of soldiers always likes to toss around abroad.'

"Could it be..."

He looked to the northeast.

There, it was the direction of the Imperial Palace.

"Imperial City Division..."

At this time, An Ruyi next to him curiously glanced at the two people talking, and whispered to Song Di next to him: "Brother, who is this old gentleman?"

Song Di glanced at her: "This is my senior brother Wang Nanxun, indestructible, a big shot in the martial arts world."

An Ruyi's beautiful eyes widened, and she was shocked and said: "You, are you really saying... all true? Is the Ninth Prince really that powerful?"

Song Di frowned, obviously unhappy and said: "Of course it's true, woman, you can believe it or not."

Just then, Mu Cang, covered in blazing golden light, slowly descended from the sky like a big sun.

This extraordinary appearance shocked everyone on the spot.

As soon as Mu Cang appeared, he seemed to become the center of the world, attracting the attention of several people present.

His face was handsome and unparalleled, and his temperament was unparalleled, like a god or Buddha coming to the world.

Looking at him, it is even impossible for people to have any bad thoughts.

It makes people both awed and admired.

For example, An Ruyi.

She froze in place the moment she saw Mu Cang, and her pretty face became visibly red.

More charming.

In An Ruyi's eyes. …

Mu Cang has a tall and strong figure, delicate and handsome facial features, and a radiant body.

He is almost like a god.

The stimulation caused her to secrete dopamine crazily.

It was about to burst out of her body.

"The Ninth Prince... is simply perfect, like a god born after human evolution to the extreme!"

An Ruyi's eyes were obsessed, and she kept muttering.

An Yong was also shocked and lost his voice.

As a martial artist, he could feel Mu Cang's boundless power more personally.

It was a kind of helpless and insignificant feeling, just like facing the vast world and being infinitely dwarfed.

It was vast and boundless.

Seeing Mu Cang appear, Wang Nanxun and Song Di hurried forward and bowed their heads respectfully:

"Greetings, Master!"

"Yes."

Mu Cang nodded calmly and said, "It seems that you have already practiced true qi."

Song Di chuckled: "As soon as you left yesterday, I practiced it immediately."

"Oh~"

Mu Cang was slightly surprised, and looked at Wang Nanxun again, "I didn't expect you to be so fast."

Old man Wang smiled awkwardly.

He felt that the master looked down on him, but compared with his junior brother, he was indeed a little stupid.

So Wang Nanxun said a little embarrassedly: "Junior brother is gifted, I really can't compare."

"Haha, talent is important, diligence is more important."

Mu Cang shook his head and chuckled, "Practicing true qi is only the first step. Later, you have to cleanse the qi and blood in your body into innate true qi, which depends on diligence."

"Yes, yes, yes."

The old and the young nodded respectfully.

An Yong and An Ruyi on the side were stunned.

After listening to the conversation between the master and the two apprentices, they understood everything.

It turned out that what Song Di said just now was not exaggerated at all, but all true.

Mu Cang!

This ninth prince of Daxia is really a Vajra-indestructible, or even a higher level martial arts leader!

"But...but the highest level of martial arts is Vajra-indestructible, isn't it? Is there a higher level?!" An Yong looked stupid, and his worldview was obviously broken.

But if it was fake, how could the Ghost Spear King Nanxun, the least valued ninth prince of Daxia, come to be his apprentice? !

Could it be that the Ninth Prince is really, as Song Di said, a martial arts master unrivaled in ancient and modern times? !

An Ruyi fell into an obvious infatuation.

She kept staring at Mu Cang blankly, with deep admiration and extreme curiosity on her face.

"How many secrets are there in the body of the prince? I really want to study it!"

No one noticed that Chu Yingbo in the distance was no longer screaming.

He struggled to get up with his swollen face, gritting his teeth and staring at Mu Cang who looked like a god from heaven not far away.

His expression was crazy and vicious.

"Mu... Cang!"

Chu Yingbo turned his head again and looked at An Ruyi who looked infatuated.

Suddenly, all kinds of emotions such as collapse, madness, jealousy, etc. surged into his heart.

The string of reason in his mind was completely broken. . .