Already well trained.

So although I was panicked, I didn't turn around and run away.

They raised their guns and shot at Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong smiled slightly and spread his wings, as if he was enjoying the baptism of this rain of bullets.

The bullets and the scales of his body kept emitting lights.

Then, he slowly came towards the eight people.

"What?"

"Oh no, it's not afraid of bullets!"

"Get back!"

These seven saints were shocked and not confused.

While retreating, he continued to shoot at Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong sneered: "Get out a chicken feather."

Then spread your wings.

He jumped directly to a saint.

Flipped over the head of this saint.

At the same time, the right wing stroked.

Chih--

When the sharp bone blade passed by, the man felt a chill.

Then, it turned into two halves and fell to both sides.

"Damn!"

"Oh my goodness!"

"Devil, this guy is a demon!"

The remaining six people never dared to shoot again, turned around and fled out.

Behind him, Wen Zilong's indifferent voice came:

"The sign has long been stated that I am from the Demon Legion, so you don't believe it."

As the sound came, chi chi chi chi chi chi chi-

Everyone's bodies stopped exercising.

They all fell to the ground, and a large piece of blood came out.

Not far away, the bald saint who was kicked out by Wen Zilong was not dead.

Of course, this was Wen Zilong who deliberately saved his life.
Chapter completed!