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As the voices outside ceased, 'creak~' Kuiler slowly pushed open the wooden door.

"Hmm? There's someone, someone's here!" The two black-suited bodyguards who approached immediately shouted and lifted their guns to shoot.

Facing the opponent's gunfire, Kuiler stood in front of the door unmoved, simply raising his arm in front of his eyes.

When the bullets struck his body, a strange scene occurred - the golden bullets were caught in his muscles.

Then, with a squirm, the bullets lodged in the muscles were slowly pushed out.

"A Godslayer Martial Arts that can threaten the Martial Saint Realm?" Kuiler's expression immediately turned grave.

The two men who had been shooting were instantly dumbfounded. The Sixth Order Godslayer Martial Arts couldn't even threaten this person?

The people a little further away were also horrified and momentarily forgot to shoot again.

Just then, Kuiler's figure flashed explosively, turning into a residual image and disappearing from the spot.