"Overbial ability." Sun Ze couldn't help but sneer, but his eyes became colder.

They said just now, as if they were thinking about Teng Qingshan. But in fact, they wanted to influence Teng Qingshan's will. If Teng Qingshan committed suicide, it would be better. In this way, the two of them completed the task without any effort, but if there was a real life-and-death battle, even if they could kill Teng Qingshan, they would probably be injured.

"This Dorgotrov, I was hit by a knife, but it didn't have any effect." Teng Qingshan glanced at the Russian strong man, "He and Sun Ze are both wearing black uniforms, and this black uniform should have strong defensive capabilities."

This strong Russian man did get a flying knife while on the roof. However, they knew that Teng Qingshan had a flying knife skill. This time they came here, both of them were wearing special clothes with strong defense ability. After a flying knife pierced the clothes just now, the power was already very weak. The body crusher "Dorgotrov" easily clamped the blade of the flying knife with his muscles and squeezed it out.

"Monkey, this wolf is seeking death, let's help him." This Russian man, "Dorgotrov," spoke Chinese very fluently.

"The biggest threat is the sharpshooter 'Sun Ze'. I have to kill him so that I can have the chance."

Teng Qingshan was very abrupt, with no sign of his body low, and his feet suddenly stepped on his feet and grabbed the ground with both hands, like a tiger descending the mountain. He jumped nearly ten meters and punched Sun Ze.

Sun Ze, who was standing at the gate of the courtyard, raised his mouth slightly and moved his whole body. This movement was like a phantom, flowing from one side. At the same time, the silver pistol in his hand also made a subtle and inaudible sound.

"Puff!" "Puff!"

The moment the other party raised his gun, Teng Qingshan immediately twisted his body, like a poisonous snake, turning and jumping toward the side.

In terms of the flexibility of melee body shape, among the three internal martial arts, Baguazhang is the first. Baguazhang has the saying of "one walk, two look, three sit, four turn". This first is the most basic "walk". The powerful "Sun Ze" of the Baguazhang master level moves like a dragon, as fast as lightning, and as elegant as the wind.

The pistol bullet was even more tricky and vicious.

With the sensitivity of Baguazhang and the power of modern fire guns, it is indeed very terrifying.

"My speed and flexibility are not as good as this 'Sun Ze'. If I can't chase him, he can keep attacking me. At the same time, there is this 'body smasher' Dorgotrov... Once I react slowly, I will be dead. I only have one chance!" Teng Qingshan understood in his heart.

"Puff." Another bullet was made, Teng Qingshan couldn't dodge, and there was a terrifying monster called Dorgotrov, a terrible monster, attacking him.

"not good."

Teng Qingshan's abdomen was as soft as cotton wool. The moment the bullet hit the middle of the abdomen, a strong internal force shook out, and the bullet force was removed for seven minutes. At the same time, the muscles were as hard as steel plates. The bullet head was stuck in it and then squeezed out by the muscles. Teng Qingshan himself was an iron bridge with his hands pressed against the ground, and his whole body was like a dragon storm, rushing to the side.

Sun Ze, not far away, showed a sneer on his face.

"Haha..." The Russian man laughed and rushed towards Teng Qingshan.

"It's this time." Teng Qingshan's figure turned to the peach tree in the courtyard again. He grabbed a flying knife with his left and right hands, and his eyes became sad. At the same time, the two flying knives came out, each passing by a cold trajectory, passing through the space, and shooting towards Sun Ze and Dorgotrov.

Sun Ze sneered and shot the flying knife.

In terms of gun technique alone, Sun Ze can definitely be among the top ten in the world. It is very easy to shoot a flying knife in one shot.

"Hmph~~" The Russian man, Dorgotrov, let out a low roar, and his right fist with a metal fist gauntlet suddenly hit the flying knife.

Teng Qingshan's eyes were cold and deep, and there was a hint of sadness. The internal strength instilled in the two flying knives was incredible and had an inconceivable connection with Teng Qingshan's mood.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

Just as the flying knife was about to hit the bullet, and no object touched the flying knife, the flying knife strangely cracked into seven or eight iron pieces. The trajectory of the seven or eight broken steel fragments changed slightly, and they were still shot at Sun Ze at extremely fast speed. The bullet was naturally shot empty.

"No--" Sun Ze's face changed drastically.

He was originally less than ten meters away from Teng Qingshan. Teng Qingshan threw a flying knife, and he immediately fired a gun. When the flying knife shattered, it was only about two meters away from him.

At a distance of two meters, at the speed of the flying knife fragments shooting, Sun Ze's sudden change was just as soon as he realized that the flying knife fragments had already arrived in front of him.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"

Three of the flying knife pieces shot directly through Sun Ze's face and shot out from the back of his head.

"Uh..." Sun Ze's eyes were still unbelievable, but then he lost his glory and fell to the ground.

One of the fifty-two S-level killers in the dark world, the powerful Baguazhang man - "Sharp Gunner" Sun Ze, died!

For strong people in the inner family, their faces are generally at the lowest level of defense, unless they reach the level of a master, they have no weaknesses in their whole body. Like Sun Ze, who has not reached the level of a master, will certainly die.

"Peng." The Russian man, Dorgotrov, encountered the same danger, but he was much more lucky because he used his right fist to block the flying knife, and his left fist to habitually block the face. When two pieces of fragments shot towards his face in the broken flying knife, he used his left hand slap with his gloves to easily block it.

"You, you..." The Russian man looked at his dead partner and looked at Teng Qingshan in shock.

Teng Qingshan finally showed a smile on his face.

"Monkey, monkey..." Dorgotrov looked at Sun Ze's body, "Flying knife, how can the flying knife break?"

A flying knife broke down on its own for no reason?

Teng Qingshan looked at the Russian man, but felt relieved.

When I was in the Red Organization Base, I fought fiercely with many killers alone, and I could not defeat four hands with both fists. I was about to be besieged to death. On the verge of life and death, in my desperate and despairful mentality, I actually discovered that under that special state of mind, with the special perception of the surrounding heaven and earth, I could actually have a strange connection with the "internal strength" in the flying knife.

With this touch of connection, I can completely control when the flying knife will shatter.

A flying knife shot, and when approaching the enemy, it suddenly shattered into several pieces of broken iron. How could I have time to react? For example, Sun Ze was unable to react at all at just two meters away, so he was shot through his head.

Absolute killer move!

Although Teng Qingshan didn't understand why it was related to the "internal strength" in the flying knife in that state of mind. But Teng Qingshan remembered that state and this move. At the same time, he also named this move "Sunny Sword".

"Wolf, let's bury the monkey with him!" Dorgotrov, a Russian man, had a faint red eyes, as if an angry lion had roared in a low voice. Within his sight, the Russian man's black uniform suddenly expanded to one point, and this strong murder machine kicked the ground.

The cement floor trembled and cracked, like a high-speed heavy truck rushing over.

"Haha, it's a good place!" Teng Qingshan laughed loudly, instead of hiding, and went to meet him.

His feet stepped on the ground continuously, like a giant trampling on it, causing the cement ground to continue to crack. Teng Qingshan seemed violent, but his body was as elegant as a dragon. His left palm was horizontal in front of him, and his right fist was like a dragon attacking, with his waist as the center, and his whole body strength was instantly concentrated on his right arm.

"Swish~~" his right arm actually expanded strangely.

The blue veins were bulging and were about to burst, and the muscles rebounded like beef tendon, and a strong spiral force was generated. The right fist was like a rotating electric drill, producing a sharp whistle.

"Huh!" The monster Dorgotrov jumped up, raised his right fist with metal fists high, and then carried a thousand pounds of force, like a firing shell, and suddenly smashed Teng Qingshan.

Dorgotrov's huge fist, with a trace of afterimage, collided with Teng Qingshan's fist.

"Swish~~"

Dorgotlov clearly felt a strange force transmitted through the fist gloves, which even made his entire right arm twist and made a slight bump. Dorgotlov's face changed. Fortunately, he achieved great success in ancient yoga, and resisted this spiral force: "If he is weaker, his arms will probably be twisted because of this! Now, the right fist can only exert 80% of his strength."

Dorgotrov was not feeling well, and Teng Qingshan's condition was even worse.
Chapter completed!