Gunfire!

"Ah

Scream!

Zhong Kui held his hand, blood dripping, facial muscles squeezed together, desert eagle fell to the ground.

Wang Jianye, holding a desert eagle, stares at Zhong Kui, who is in great pain. He says faintly, "the desert eagle is not for everyone."

"It's you, or you took my desert eagle at the imperial club?" Zhong Kui gazed at the familiar desert eagle and asked in a low voice.

"It's outrageous to leave such a good thing on such a rubbish as you." Wang Jianye responded.

"You..." Zhong Kui looked at the muzzle of the black hole gun, wanted to scold but didn't scold it out. He was afraid that the other side would shoot again. He had realized that he was inferior to the other side in controlling the gun.

Zhao Kun was startled by the sound of the gun. When he saw Zhong Kui's tragedy, he was almost out of his wits. The other side had a gun, and there were a lot of people, so he seemed to be in danger.

Zhou Biao's attack was swift and violent, and Zhao Kun was defeated.

"Zhao Kun, you dare to talk big with this ability." Zhou Biao roared.

From time to time, Zhao Kun cast a glance at Wang Jianye. He was afraid of eating his gun. Seeing that he didn't show any sign of firing, he was a little relieved.

"Zhou Biao, what kind of hero are you? Many people bully few people, and you still use guns. Are you not afraid to be laughed off?"

"Where do I need a gun to deal with you?" Zhou Biao said confidently.

"Well, don't use a gun. If you beat me today, I'll let it go. If I win, you'll let me go, so that it won't damage your reputation." Zhao Kun is secretly happy in his heart and continues to use the method of agitation.

Zhou Biao gave a cold smile: "Zhao Kun, is that all you have? It's too weak. I don't know how you used to be the boss. "

"Don't worry, Zhou Biao. As long as you keep your promise, I will certainly publicize your reputation in the future."

"Ha ha, Zhao Kun, it's a shame to fight with you, but even if it's a shame, I'll fight today. The only thing you can do now is fight me well. Anyway, you don't want to escape today. "

"You really don't have a chance to live?"

"Your life is no longer under your control. You should let van go."

"Then I'll fight with you."

Zhao Kun explodes. He knows that the only hope for survival is sword mania.

Only when the sword maniac wins, can he hope to live, and the only thing he can do now is to insist on saving his life before the sword maniac wins.

Both of them tried their best to fight. Zhao Kun's strength should not be underestimated, but Zhou Biao is not easy to give.

Zhong Kui hurt his hand. It was the end of the crossbow. He glanced at Wang Jianye, then looked at the peony and said, "come on, who are you going to come? It's you who've solved me with one shot. "

"Brother Wang, I'll meet him for a while." Peony jumped out.

Wang Jianye nodded his head, holding a gun and standing quietly. He has a military character in his heart and is result oriented. If in accordance with his temper, directly with a gun down, completely remove the threat of the other side.

But if Zhou Biao and peony want to fight, let them fight. He also believes in their strength.

"Zhong Kui, I know you are very good at horizontal training. Today I'll learn from you."

"Hum, peony, I was bullied by dogs today, but you are not good enough. Even if I hurt one hand, you can't take advantage of it."

"Ha ha, if you don't take advantage, you're a son of a bitch. I'll take advantage of you today. " Finish saying, her toe is a bit, a run-up, slender calf soars in the air, kicked Zhong Kui.

"Roar!"

With a low roar, Zhong Kui went up like a shell, and his huge fist burst out.

Both of them are experienced men.

To be fair, Zhong Kui's strength is slightly better than others, but he was shot in the wrist and his skill was greatly reduced, so his fight with peony became quite fierce.

Wang Jianye's strength is firearms, but watching them fight also benefited a lot.

However, although the fight here is dangerous, it is not as good as that between Ning fan and Jianchi, because if you are not careful in that level of fighting, you will surely be caught by the other side and killed.

Sword crazy abandon sword!

This is absolutely unexpected.

Ning fan thinks that such a crazy person as she should serve the sword with her body and regard it as her life. Even if she dies, she will not abandon it.

But she did give up the sword.

The sword kept its inertia and was still clamped between his fingers.

Ning fan's nerves are tense for a moment, because this unreasonable action must contain greater danger, because sword mania is not a person who gives up easily.

Sure enough, Jian Chi's eyes were as sharp as lightning, and his whole body was like a sharp sword, carrying unparalleled momentum straight to Ning fan's body.

This short distance is as fast as lightning!

Ning fan hastily withdraws hand, but startled discovery a strange sticky strength, firmly absorbed his double fingers.

The dim light of the sword tip bloomed in an instant, just like a flower in full bloom.

"Ah, what's the matter?"

Ning fan had no time to think. With a deep roar, the lake where the vital energy gathered in the Dantian set off waves. The vital energy was transpiration and burst out, one protecting the heart and the other pouring into the fingers.

Yuanqi and Jianqi fight each other.

The bright light of the stars became brighter and brighter. At last, it boomed, just like the explosion of the stars, giving off dazzling light and domineering force.

The sword was finally released, but it was too late to defend.

Ning fan takes a deep breath, bows his back backward, and his chest sinks in.

Just at this time, the sword crazy attack has arrived. She bullied the body to him, right hand forward suddenly a bar, like a sword stab to Ning fan's chest.

Fortunately, Ning fan had already made an accurate distinction, and his chest sank down, mysterious and mysterious, but he was not hit.

But Jian Chi didn't intend to give up. He stepped forward. But Ning fan's after move also arrived, another hand lightning like brandish, grasped to her chest.

She didn't retreat. Instead, she took another step. She put her fingers against Ning fan's chest, and her Qi entered her body. But yuan Qi had already protected her heart, and this Qi was immediately swallowed by Yuan Qi.

Ning fan's hand has reached her chest. Ning fan's hands are scattered and grasped, and his vitality is breathed and breathed at her fingertips.

Hiss!

A large piece of Jian Chi's chest was torn off.

Fortunately, she found something bad and stepped back, otherwise Ning fan would surely catch a piece of meat.

But even so, there was a big hole in her chest.

Sword crazy only feel chest slightly cool, and hot pain, looked down, five red finger marks impressively printed on the body, extraordinary eye-catching.

Although she is infatuated with swordsmanship, she still has a female side, which can be described as a great shame. It is more painful than taking her life.

"Shameless!"

She really wants to rush up and kill Ning fan again, but reason tells her not to do so.

She quickly bent her arm to protect the spring light, and glared at Ning fan fiercely. As soon as she fished in her right hand, she caught the sharp sword that was about to fall on the ground.

Ning fan was slightly embarrassed, looking at the half piece of clothes left in his hand.

He really wanted to say it wasn't intentional.

He just wanted to fight, but he didn't expect that the woman's female identity, he scratched her clothes and left a mark, which he didn't expect.