With a bang, Wang Xuan's chest, neck, and legs were all shot. He was also going to be shot in the forehead, but Wang Xuan shook his head as much as possible in the air to avoid the bullets.
The whole world seemed to be quiet. People saw that Wang Xuan's body was shaking in the air. Experienced people knew that he was shot, and he was shot repeatedly. His body was being strafed.
Wu Yin turned her head slightly, unable to bear to watch such a tragic thing.
Old Wu saw Wang Xuan being shot repeatedly, his body lost balance, and fell to the ground by the impact. He sighed softly.
In the courtyard next to him, a middle-aged man standing in front of the window said: "This is an era of brilliant technology after all. Even if you practice the old art to this level, you can't avoid the attack of modern weapons."
At this moment, many people cried out in shock, feeling sorry for Wang Xuan. Such a powerful young man appeared in the field of old art, but he was shot dead by someone?
Some people also watched everything quietly in the rainy night, thinking that everything was normal. The times had changed, and no matter how strong the old skills were, they could not stop technological weapons.
In the eyes of some people, just like Wang Xuan and Mu Qingmu carried energy cannons and smashed several powerful enemies one after another, both new and old skills were suppressed by modern weapons.
Someone said calmly: "In this era, what is the meaning of individual strength?"
Representatives of some large organizations were present and watched from a distance. Although some people sympathized with Wang Xuan, they also believed that this was an inevitable trend in the future.
In this era, nothing can challenge technology and it is difficult to shake the status of the chaebol.
After Wang Xuan fell to the ground, he did not move for a while.
He felt a stinging pain in his body, but it was not serious. The bullet entered his flesh and blood less than half a centimeter and failed to penetrate completely. He exerted a little force, and all the bullets in his neck, chest, thighs and other parts were shaken out, and a little blood appeared on his skin.
It was not a high-energy weapon with great lethality. That kind of thing could not be brought into the manor. It was an ordinary gun that was assembled temporarily and could not really threaten Wang Xuan.
"It seems that I still need to practice the Golden Body Technique!" After Wang Xuan fell to the ground, he pretended to be dead and used every opportunity to consume time to recover his hot body.
Some people sighed when they saw him fall to the ground and never get up again.
"Some of the guests actually did this to kill him!" The people who practiced the old technique came to their senses. Some of them roared and took the lead to kill people in the attic where the cold gun was shot.
"If he hadn't jumped into the air by chance, he would have been able to avoid the bullet in advance at this level of strength!" Someone sighed.
A chaebol man stood in the rain, witnessed all this, and spoke calmly and calmly: "This is the age of science and technology after all. No matter what you practice, it is just a technique, and it cannot rise to the 'Tao'. Science and technology is the Tao, and it is in our hands."
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During this period, Qingmu contacted the expedition organization and requisitioned a small spaceship, which was nestling in the distance, preparing to make a ruthless move and kill the number one figure in the new art field.
He quietly hibernated, waiting for the opportunity, wanting to give the blond old man a fatal blow at the last moment.
Others have come to kill him, so he naturally won't have any particulars, and will fight openly. He will do whatever it takes to send the blond old man in the extraordinary field on his way.
However, he waited for a long time and found that his master and the blond old man were fighting fiercely and were always entangled. He was afraid that an energy cannon would kill his master as well.
"What, Wang Xuan was shot?" Qingmu felt his scalp was about to explode after receiving the news unexpectedly. If Wang Xuan died, even if he killed the number one figure in the new art field tonight, he would not feel that his achievements were brilliant.
"Hasn't every guest in and out been carefully checked? No hot weapons are allowed to come in!" Qingmu's eyes were red.
When he learned that it was not an energy weapon, but a firearm that someone had temporarily assembled, his anxiety and fear instantly cooled down, and he was not so worried.
He already knew that Wang Xuan had practiced the Golden Body Art to the sixth level. He had witnessed Wang Xuan's face peeling off more than once in Lao Chen's ward, and he was extremely envious at the time.
"Blow up that attic for me!" Qingmu was murderous and asked people to deal with those attackers.
But he calmed down in an instant, thinking that some representatives of all parties lived there, to avoid chaos, panic escape and stampede, he quickly changed his mind and said: "Don't make a big noise, block the place, shoot them one by one, but don't kill them, and investigate thoroughly!"
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It was not until two powerful enemies approached that Wang Xuan suddenly stood up and rushed to an attic, where the bullets were shot from.
It was not a new enemy, but one of the guests who attacked him at a critical moment, which made him more murderous and excited. He had to get rid of him first no matter what!
Within half a minute, he could no longer use the physical skills in the golden book, so he just took advantage of this person!
"He was hit by many bullets, and he can survive? It seems that he is not injured!" Zhong Cheng was very surprised and felt incredible.
Beside his sister, the old man who had mastered the Snake Crane Eight-handed Fighting Skill said with a trembling voice: "What kind of physical skill did he practice? The secret method of the Taoist ancestral temple, or did he master the Buddhist 'Vajra Body' and actually withstand it with his flesh?!"
Wang Xuan suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the attic like a vigorous dragon, shocking many people. For modern people, this scene is very shocking.
"He was shot but not dead?" Most people in the rain were shocked and found it unbelievable.
Old Wu was also quite surprised. What level did this little Wang practice the old skill to?
"Little Wang didn't die, this is really... a miracle, how did he do it?!" Wu Yin was shocked, and then showed joy, thinking that this young man was shrouded in mist.
In a courtyard, an old man said calmly, "Have you really mastered the old art to the point that ordinary guns can't kill you? If you continue to improve so rapidly, it will be a bit dangerous. People like this should be paid attention to and reported when they go out."
Wang Xuan ran through the rain with a pale golden look in his eyes, with endless killing intent and coldness. On the way, he avoided the bullets that were fired again.
When he approached the attic, he changed direction several times, not going to the window area, and finally jumped up, smashed the wall with one palm, and broke into the big hole.
There were two people in the room, their faces were pale, and people who couldn't even be killed by guns broke through the wall and came in front of them. How could they not be afraid?
One of them just turned around and shot again, but Wang Xuan was already in front of him and picked him up. With a puff, his limbs were blown up by Wang Xuan's fist.
At the same time, Wang Xuan kicked the other man's gun-holding arm and broke it into pieces. After several kicks, the man's limbs were also bloody.
After Wang Xuan crippled them, he did not kill them, but kept them for interrogation. The two powerful enemies behind him came and jumped in along the wall that was punched through.
Wang Xuan did not look back, went out through the window, and fell into the rain again. It was less than 30 seconds, mainly because he was too fast!
The two people behind him chased him resolutely without saying a word. They had a premonition that if they did not kill this young man and gave him some time, he would probably break through to the Grandmaster realm.
A Grandmaster in his early twenties was unheard of and unseen. Once he reached that level, the future was unimaginable.
Not far away, a group of people came over and saw that Wang Xuan was not dead, and they were excited to come forward to help.
Wang Xuan said in a low voice: "Don't come over here, go to the attic to deal with the people who fired cold guns!"
Because these people who practiced the old arts could not help at all. Once they approached people wearing super-material armor and possessing master-level combat power, they would be killed in the shortest possible time.
Nowadays, even quasi-grandmasters are extremely rare in the field of old arts, not to mention masters, mainly because this road is too difficult to walk. Since the disappearance of the legendary secret roads such as the inner scene and the heavenly medicine, the old arts have lost their extraordinary attributes, especially in this era, and are getting worse and worse.
Relatively speaking, the new arts are indeed easy to achieve, and the most important thing is that they can prolong people's lives for several years. This is also the reason why they have been favored by chaebol capital in recent years, and even super-material armor has been jointly developed.
The benefits of pouring resources are obvious, so people in the field of new arts do not want to see Chen Yongjie break through. They want to detonate his five internal organs in Congling, hoping to completely beat the old arts to the bottom.
Wang Xuan sank into the darkness, and the two powerful enemies were determined to kill him and chased him all the way.
Suddenly, the figure in front stopped and turned around to look at the two of them. In the rain, white mist came out of his mouth, and his chest rose and fell violently, as if he was exhausted.
The two approached slowly, very cautiously, but their footsteps on the ground were very powerful, as if with a special rhythm. They were very serious and wanted to fight the young man with all their strength. After all, the opponent's combat power was quite amazing, and they wanted to avoid capsizing themselves.
The man wearing super-material armor moved, his whole body was covered with dark green metal, and a green long sword appeared in his hand, slashing towards Wang Xuanli.
This is a weapon condensed from matter, with extraordinary factors boiling. The track of the long sword was evaporated, and the rain was evaporated into white mist.
The moment Wang Xuan dodged sideways, he rushed forward and slammed into the man's forehead. His five internal organs resonated, the secret power flowed, and his pores were emitting a faint glow.
He had already used the physical skills recorded in the golden book, ready to break the opponent's dark green armor in one go.
However, this person did not fight him head-on. When the two masters had the upper hand, he decisively retreated and avoided Wang Xuan's sharp edge, and did not fight him in close combat.
Wang Xuan quickly dispersed his secret power, his body no longer heated up, and his five internal organs no longer thundered. As a result, the two rushed back in an instant and launched a violent attack.
Boom!
The green long sword seemed to have broken through the sound barrier, causing the air to explode, and the surrounding area was white. The sword light was bright and kept slashing towards Wang Xuan.
Wang Xuan was stern. These were two opponents with extremely rich combat experience and sharp eyes. They realized that his physical skills were amazing and did not give him the opportunity to get close to him after the explosion.
Once he used Zhang Daoling's physical skills, the opponent decisively avoided it, and as soon as he dispersed his secret power, the two difficult opponents attacked fiercely!
Wang Xuan dodged at high speed. As powerful as he was, he was also in danger under the fierce attack of the master-level strongman. His arm was rubbed by the knife light, and blood spurted out with a puff, leaving a horrible bloody wound.
However, this scene shocked the man wearing super-material armor first, because he knew very well how terrifying the master's knife was. If he was stabbed, his arm would be crippled, but the opponent's forearm was shaking violently, and the knife light was blocked, and in the end, he just bled.
"Golden Body Technique!" He figured it out at once, and his eyes changed immediately. The opponent's attainments in the old art were extremely terrifying. He actually practiced the kind of body protection technique that takes a long time to achieve at this age!
Could it be that the other party found a secret path in the field of old art? He couldn't help but think about it. The reason why people who take the new art path want to get the golden bamboo slips is that they are thinking about the legendary secret paths such as the inner scene and the heavenly medicine!