The two are too close to each other. Qian Hong and others can't imagine that the other side will shoot without even getting off the car.

The young man, who had just been called Qiufeng, was shocked. He had been hit on the chest by two bullets, and his face was stiff. Then he fell to the ground with a "poop Tong" sound, and he was unconscious.

All of a sudden, even if Qian Hongkong has a skill, it doesn't help. They can't stop bullets. Even Qian Hong jumps to one side and runs around.

"Hide!"

When Qian Hong saw that three or four of his men had fallen down, almost his eyes were about to crack. When the other side's pistol turned off, he rushed up with a sword with a roar.

He was careless. According to his plan, Ning Tao would force the other party to withdraw the troops from Donghai first, and then take some words out of the other party's mouth. He always felt that there were hostages in his hand, and the other party didn't dare to act rashly, but this gave him a bloody lesson.

In the face of Qian Hong's fierce attack, Ning Tao has no fear. He shoots out all the bullets in his hand. With a flash of one hand, another pistol is directly on the top. At the same time, he steps on the gas pedal to the maximum and rushes directly towards Qian Hong.

The sound of the car is not small. If ordinary people want to dodge, Qian Hong is very angry. With the courage of a master of Arts, he steps on the ground with one foot and directly steps on the front hood of ningtao's car. With a wave of his sword, he will stab ningtao.

With his strength, the windshield of a car is not an obstacle at all. He vowed that as long as he hit, Ning Tao would die.

Just, haven't waited for his sword to pierce, the pistol under Ning Tao's body raised again, don't need to aim at at at all, bang bang of fire again.

"Yes?"

And pistols? Seeing this, Qian Hong was scared out of his wits. Without thinking about it, he went back to protect himself with his sword. Suddenly, there was a clanging sound.

Block is blocked, but the front and back ignored a little bit, this is in the high-speed car body, only block bullets, can not help but some care about one thing and lose the other, by the car hard throw, Qian Hong's body is like a broken sack general, rolling on the ground.

Ning Tao's car crashed into a wall with a bang, and the front of the car was flat. Fortunately, Ning Tao was wearing a seat belt. Otherwise, even if he was of amazing quality, he would suffer a big loss.

The landing Qian Hong was thrown a seven meat eight vegetable, all over the pain of bared teeth, but he did not dare to stop, God knows that madman has no pistol, one hand on the ground, the whole person flew into the rotten end of the building.

He didn't want to run. Although he was caught by surprise, he didn't lose.

In addition, he also has hostages. I believe the other party will not mess around when they see Lin Beibei. In this case, he has seen the madness of the other party, and he feels it's better to be cautious.

Ning Tao with a cold face, pushed the door out of the car, hands quickly will be loaded with bullets, hands with guns, quickly to the unfinished building.

Looking at a few people lying on the ground, Ning Tao's whole body's anger has been calculated a lot. Only then can he understand why modern people are so keen on hot weapons.

This is absolutely invincible. He feels that if there is a machine gun, even if you are a baby refiner, it will be useless. After all, if you neglect the dense bullets, it will be a one-sided trend.

Even he fell in love with this, and planned to go back to Longwu to practice his marksmanship.

The rotten end of the building is very wide, there is not much cover inside. Lin Beibei is held in his arms by a man, with one hand on his neck compared with a dagger.

In addition, there are more than a dozen people in the room, all with cold weapons, one by one nervous.

"Ning Tao, if you don't want her to die, put down the gun!"

A move wrong, let his people lose four or five, Qian Hongman is heartache, at the moment staring at ningtao road.

In fact, it's no wonder that he seldom used hot weapons in friars' competitions, and most of them disdained him. He didn't take a gun from his side. Suddenly, he suffered a big loss.

Ning Tao looks at Lin Beibei and seems to be hesitant. After a while, he slowly raises his two guns and seems to surrender.

"Well, that's good. As long as you cooperate, I'll let her go!"

Seeing that the hostage was useful, Qian Hong was relieved. He pointed to the two disciples and took Ning Tao's pistol back.

However, at this time, the sudden change of life, Ning Tao hands a turn, the hands of the gun suddenly aimed at the two people, shot again.

"Bang Bang..." A series of gun noise in this open room is particularly loud, ear shaking feedback.

This time, Qian Hong and others suffered. The place was so big that not everyone could block bullets like Qian Hong. The first two friars who were shot were the two friars who came forward. They fell down without a snort. After that, four or five wretches who relaxed their nerves were shot in different places and howled.

Those who didn't fight were in a mess. For a while, the field was in a mess.

"Boy, I want to die!"

The front and back eyes are bleeding, and the teeth are almost cracked. You know, today's disciples are all from Emei. They have lost so much all of a sudden that they can't explain. At this moment, he roars and tramples on the ground, but he rushes to linbeibei with one hand holding the sword.Although he is angry, he is not stupid. Ning Tao has a gun in his hand. He can still avoid it if he is far away. If he is near, he is not sure if he has two guns.

Now it's not a big problem that Beitao and lin ning have killed each other.

Just in the face of Qian Hong's action, Ning Tao doesn't even blink an eye, but quickly fills himself with bullets, which makes people dazzled.

Fortunately, the other party's people are scared. Otherwise, the rest of the monks will be killed together, and Ning Tao will have to put it down.

The distance of three steps is just around the corner. A trace of madness flashed in Qian Hong's eyes. His sword was so fierce that he wanted to cut off Lin Beibei's head.

The young man who used to control Lin Beibei had been scared. He didn't dare to move without Qian Hong's command. Now he was so scared that he let go. After all, martial uncle is his martial uncle. His sword doesn't have long eyes. Wan Yi even carried it with him. He died in vain.

What the young man didn't know was that it saved his life. Just before Qian Hong's sword fell, a cold light came first and then flashed on Qian Hong's shoulder.

Qian Hong only felt numb in his arm, and then something happened that he would never forget in his life. His arm and long sword were out of his control and fell off.

There was no time to be shocked, and then there was a sharp pain, which almost made him faint.

Not to mention that, in the afterglow, a beautiful figure walked slowly down the steps and gave him a blank look.

Just at this glance, Qian Hong's soul was suddenly broken, and he suddenly felt that he could not resist. The master was so shocked that he didn't even think about it. He just wanted to escape. The farther he escaped, the better. He immediately gritted his teeth and ran out.