Chapter 37: Block a Bullet!

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

The iron hooves of the black horse gently tapped on the ground, unhurriedly, producing a clear rhythmic sound.

Dressed in a White Robe, and astride a black horse, all eyes were on the elderly man slowly walking through the center of the village.

Bian Feng, a White Robe of the Flame Shrine, was one of the most powerful men in the Lingyang District.

The black horse halted behind the formation of the Flame Army. Bian Feng, looking at Tang Fei surrounded by the crowd and targeted by hundreds of gun barrels, asked, "Are you Tang Fei?"

"Yes," Tang Fei replied cheerfully.

"Which one of you is the master of Divine Breath realm?" Bian Feng's gaze fell upon Phoenix; clearly, he could tell that this girl's appearance and demeanor were not like those who grew up in the Old Land.

Perhaps before the great catastrophe that would have been possible, but after, the Old Land no longer bore girls with such ethereal beauty and exceptional demeanor.