At night, abandoned farms.

The smoke of gunpowder filled the air, a smell of blood wafted through the air, and from time to time a dense burst of gunfire echoed and lingered in this deserted wilderness.

Ye Junlang shot the pistols in both hands one after another, and the accuracy of each shot shot was like an incomprehensible existence, and the bullets that were fired and killed were all aimed at the direction where the three of them were located, and none of them were shot at the moment when the three of them were about to move out and fight back.

Every now and then, there will always be a bullet that seems to be equipped with a positioning system, accurately finding their position, and shooting them, if they dare to show up and fight back, they are afraid that before they can shoot, the miraculous bullet has penetrated their bodies.

Aggrieved!

Unprecedented grievances!

The three of them are simply hateful!

You know, they are the ace killers in the Living Tomb Organization, and in the ranks of the killers of the Living Tomb Organization, the killers who are higher than them are also at the level of powerful ghosts.

But how many killers of this level can there be in the Living Tomb Organization?

Now, under the joint efforts of the three of them, the blood leopard and the three of them were actually suppressed by Ye Junlang alone, which seemed incredible, in their opinion, even if they were powerful ghosts, they would not be able to suppress them so comprehensively.

"No, it can't go on like this. Ye Junlang is sneaking over, we are completely passive like this, and we can't take the initiative to counterattack!"

"Damn! How could this guy have such terrifying shooting ability? Such accurate burst shooting is simply incredible, and can only be seen in movies! How can there be such a perverted burst shot in reality?"

"No matter what, we're going to do our best to hold on until the Oni-sama comes! Behind the farm is a wilderness forest, and we should flee into it to avoid a head-on confrontation with him!"

"Could it be that this Ye Junlang is approaching, with our assassination ability, with the cooperation of the three of us, we can't kill him?"

The last thing was said by the blood leopard, he didn't approve of absconding, and wanted to fight Ye Junlang head-on.

During the exchange of these three ace killers, the gunshot, which seemed extremely deadly in their ears, suddenly stopped and stopped.

The essence in the ghost wind's eyes flashed, and he said: "The gun in Ye Junlang's hand should be out of bullets!"

A fierce look flashed in the Blood Leopard's eyes, and he said coldly: "Doesn't that mean that it's our turn to fight back? Then what are you waiting for! Let's break this guy's body into pieces first!"

"Get ready to attack!"

The Shadow spoke.

Immediately, the three of them gestured together, and then the three of them flipped to the front one by one, and at the same time, the guns in their hands fired one after another in the locked direction-

Bang! Bang!

Dense gunfire rang out, and a dense stream of bullets swept in the locked direction.

This direction was originally the direction where Ye Junlang sneaked over.

However, when the sound of their guns fell, they immediately realized that something was wrong—all the bullets that came out of the strafing were missing!

That kind of miss is not a miss that does not hit the opponent, but the opponent's figure is not in the direction they are aiming to shoot!

It is equivalent to saying that the guns they fired just now were all strafed into the air.

What about Ye Junlang?

The idea came to the three of them in the blood leopard.

When this thought flashed through them, the Blood Leopards immediately had a bad premonition, and indescribably a terrifying death-like feeling enveloped them.

Whoa!

Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking the air resounded, and something in the void shot at high speed towards the direction of the blood leopard, and the speed was as fast as a bullet.

The three of Blood Leopard, Ghost Wind, and Shadow hurriedly rolled and dodged.

When the sound of strong wind fell in the void, it landed precisely where they had just been hiding, hitting the ground with a dull popping sound.

That's small rocks.

The small stones, under the throwing of a huge force, are like bullets that shoot out, the force is so strong and swift that if they are hit by such a small stone, they will break a few bones.

Sou!

Just as the Blood Leopards were rolling and evading, a figure rushed towards them at a speed like lightning, accompanied by a monstrous killing momentum, and a gravitational potential field as heavy as a mountain!

The Shadow was the first to react, his face changed in shock, and he instinctively raised the weapon in his hand to fight back, and at that moment he suddenly realized that his speed was a little slower than before!

Soon, he sensed the problem, because he himself had already sensed the heavy mountain-like pressure, and the whole person seemed to be walking against the mountain, and under the weight of that heavy mountain-like gravity, his own speed of movement was significantly slower than before.

The consequences of slowness are devastating.

Therefore, when the shadow was about to raise his arm, a gust of wind whistled, and Ye Junlang's right leg had already swept out and slammed into the shadow's right arm.

Bang!

This leg sweep was infused with Ye Junlang's own terrifying and boundless abyssal heavy attack power, so this leg swept under the shadow of the right arm, not to mention the weapon in his hand directly out of his hand, and the shoulder blade of his right arm was also dislocated under the impact of gravity.

The reaction speed of the Blood Leopard and the Ghost Wind was also very fast, and they realized that Ye Junlang had successfully killed them at close quarters, and they had weapons in their hands, but they couldn't aim at all.

In such a short distance of hand-to-hand combat, any rash shooting will lead to serious consequences-

It is possible to shoot not the opponent, but your own people!

The Blood Leopard and Ghost Wind were also very decisive, and after giving up the weapons in their hands, they all drew out the sharp blades they were wearing, and attacked Ye Junlang with a tricky and strange attack like lightning.

Ye Junlang's footsteps were wrong, his body was like a swimming dragon, and while avoiding the attack of these two people, his figure flashed towards the shadow that had just stood up.

The Shadow sensed a terrifying wave of murderous momentum sweeping over him, and he was so frightened that he instinctively retreated.

However, just as his body was about to move, he suddenly felt as if his whole person was carrying a big mountain, and a heavy gravity collapsed invisibly, restricting his movements, and also making his usual proud speed appear a little sluggish!

In the blink of an eye, Ye Junlang had already rushed in, the shadow's right arm was dislocated, and he couldn't use it for the time being, he held a sharp blade in his left hand, and stabbed Ye Junlang frantically.

Ye Junlang also held a saber in his right hand, and with a wave of the saber in his hand, he blocked the sharp blade that the shadow assassinated him, and then his figure flashed, and with a dip in his left hand, he grabbed the throat of the shadow.

With a little more force, the thin shadow was lifted into the air.

The Blood Leopard and Ghost Wind were about to launch a second round of attacks, and when they saw Ye Junlang holding the shadow throat, they subconsciously stopped.

Ye Junlang squinted at the Blood Leopard and the Ghost Wind, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, and said, "You are indeed the killers of the Living Tomb Organization. I've been looking for you all along, and I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

As soon as these words fell, suddenly-

Click!

A piercing sound of fracture came, and I saw that the dark shadow that was carried into the air by Ye Junlang with one hand fell down softly, and the whole person's throat had been pinched off.

As soon as Ye Junlang let go, the shadow's body, which had already been cut off from breath, fell straight down from mid-air, as if he had been knocked down to the eighteenth layer of hell.