Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Suddenly, Mel's eyes widened.

But I saw a black shadow, behind the seven elite guards at an unknown time.

The ferocious metal armor, with oriental beauty and the thickness of western armor, reflects a mysterious color in the dark.

"Buzz!"

The two sleeve knives were ejected, and the fiery light and cold murderous aura intertwined together, illuminating a pair of excited eyes.

Chapter 337 Cunning

The left hand was scorching hot, like a scorching sun, burning the surrounding air to the point of distorting.

Night stabbing with the right hand, cold and murderous, the blade is like a dark starry sky, and the silent cold light is like a shooting star penetrating the night.

Sunburn and Nightthorn, which have not been seen for a long time, reappeared when they were in my hands.

Zhao Ke could already feel the bloodthirsty resonance of their boiling killing intent and the suppressed anger in his chest.

"kill!"

Swinging with two blades, one dark and one fire, cross-cutting to create an X-shaped light trail.

It was too sudden. Do you still remember the throwing knife that Zhao Ke threw out before? Zhao Ke specially used this flying knife to cut his finger in order to activate the special ability of "Veteran", Iron Will.

It was this flying knife stained with his own blood that became the medium for activating the Blood Escape Technique. No one would notice the difference between this humble flying knife falling under his feet.

When these elite guards found Zhao Ke, everything slowed down, they didn't even have time to think, and faced with the criticism, they slashed with sword light.

The elite guard in the lead rushed forward with one step, using his body to block his companions and buy time for them.

What seemed like a reckless move was actually the best choice in the blink of an eye.

But he miscalculated Zhao Ke's strength.

The anger in his chest was like a ball of flames, which ignited Zhao Ke's whole body, and also ignited the fighting talent from anger.

"Hey!"

Ye Ci sliced ​​open the opponent's chest, but saw that Zhao Ke didn't stop as he thought, but took a step forward, slightly bent his legs, and kicked hard!The mud with a radius of ten square meters under his feet suddenly sprayed and splashed in all directions, shooting seven or eight meters away.

He also jumped up high with the force of this kick, and swung his left hand sideways towards the two closest to him. The fiery flames instantly cut the throats of the two.

From Zhao Ke's appearance, to the time when three people were killed or injured in the blink of an eye, Zhao Ke's actions did not give people the slightest gap.

Zhao Ke is very clear that there is only one chance, since he wants to play, he should play bigger.

However, it has not waited for Zhao Ke to make another move.

A piercing chill enveloped Zhao Ke's body, making Zhao Ke's hairs stand on end.

At this time, Zhao Ke finally realized why the ghost was eager to dodge the moment it was targeted by the gunman.

The suffocating pressure didn't even give Zhao Ke any extra time to think.

While Zhao Ke was alerted by the powerful perception, Zhao Ke had already adjusted his posture and did not hide forward.

Having seen the astonishing lethality of this shooter, Zhao Ke didn't think he could escape the opponent's lock, but that didn't mean he couldn't dodge.

I saw Sheyuan waved his hand, and the air flow in his body was quickly activated by Zhao Ke. With a sweep of two pairs of big hands, he grabbed the two corpses in front of him and threw them towards the blond gunman.

"boom!!"

In the friction of flint, the ancient flintlock is like a revived dragon, exhaling a ball of hot dragon extinguishing, and a silver bullet piercing through the air.

The bullets pierced through the two corpses, and the spiral wind pressure formed a terrifying meat grinder on their bodies.

Just listening to "Puchi!", the two corpses exploded at the same time.

Intestines, liver, minced meat, and bones all dyed the rainwater in the air red in an instant.

The two corpses delayed enough time for Zhao Ke.

I saw that Zhao Ke didn't continue to shoot, but reached out to grab the musket on the ground and the body of the leader's elite guard, stuffed it into the postal album, turned around and ran away.

With the effect of rushing day and night, Zhao Ke's own speed was already amazing enough, and at this time it was once again boosted by a full double.

While running wildly, Zhao Ke's body became even more blurred, infinitely close to an invisible state.

In normal times, you might still be able to see a vague outline, but here, under the harsh environment, the disadvantages of others just became Zhao Ke's advantage at this time.

"shot!"

The response speed of the elite guards was also surprising. Three of the seven-member team were killed in a blink of an eye.

After they were stunned for a short while, the moment they came back to their senses, they fought back.

Seeing Zhao Ke running away, they raised their muskets almost at the same time, aiming at Zhao Ke's back and firing.

Just like before, it was an extremely fast and ruthless blood-drawing bomb.

As long as one hit even scratches the skin, the power of the blood-drawing bullet is enough for Zhao Ke to experience what it means to live rather than die.

But this time Zhao Ke's speed was too fast.

With the passiveness of "Nature's Fury", Zhao Ke ignored the troubles of the terrain and was not bound by the terrain and heavy rain. His speed was extremely fast, and his powerful perception of acceleration made Zhao Ke evade the moment they shot. Actions.

"Puff puff!"

The bullet wiped off the afterimage left by Zhao Ke, penetrated deep into the bushes, and didn't even scratch Zhao Ke's skin.

"Damn!"

Bloody rain sprayed Maier's face.

The strong smell of blood stained Maier's blond hair. Seeing that his hand missed a hit, Maier pulled out the flintlock gun in his hand, and the black muzzle exuded a sharp murderous aura, and locked it firmly on Zhao Ke's body.

No matter how he ran, Zhao Ke could feel the desperate pressure behind him.

"boom!"

At the same time as the flames sprayed from the muzzle of the gun, Zhao Ke also knew that Maier had already fired by virtue of his perception.

"Two seconds!"

Zhao Ke's pupils tightened, keeping in mind the time when Maier shot.

In such an environment of heavy rain and night, and unfavorable factors, Maier's shooting action also became slower. It used to be a blink of an eye, but now, it takes a full two seconds from aiming to shooting.