The moment Ouyang Tong's words fall, Luo Feng behind, Qian Yi Lan's face changes.

The guns in the hands of Tiangang team members are specially made. If they join hands to shoot, Luo Feng will become a sieve.

"Luo Feng!"

Almost did not want to think, Qian Yi Lan hand appeared a gun, directly threw to Luo Feng.

The flash room of the tourmaline.

Tiankui's reaction is the fastest and draws the gun quickly.

Bang!

The gunfire rang out.

At the same time, with Luo Feng's figure landing after receiving the gun, the muzzle of the gun points to the direction of Tiankui. At the moment, Tiankui's palm is stained with blood and screams, and the gun in his hand has fallen to the ground.

Bang bang bang!

In all directions, the actions of every Tiangang team member seem to be unable to conceal Luo Feng's eyes.

Whenever a member of the Tiangang team tried to draw the gun, the palm immediately stained with blood.

Without exception.

In the twinkling of an eye, ten members of Tiangang team fell down with blood stained palms, and their eyes showed a strong color of panic.

Terrible shooting.

It's incredible how fast you shoot. They are not ordinary people. They are one of the most elite members of Xuanyuan Pavilion. But in front of this person, they have no chance to draw a gun.

Whether it is their own strength, or the shooting method, they are all defeated.

This is the existence of the top three!

"We are much stronger than before However, compared with him, there is still a huge gap. " Chu Tianji's eyes were blazing at his upright body, and his eyes worshipped him. In Xuanyuan Pavilion, there are many fans of Yama. Chutianji is one of them.

No one dares to draw again.

The breath of the scene, the silence of death.

Ouyang Tong suddenly felt a panic in his chest. He stepped back a few steps. Suddenly, he began to speak in a loud voice, "although the gun in his hand is specially made for Xuanyuan Pavilion, there are only 13 bullets." Ouyang Tong took a deep breath, "he is only left with the last three, not afraid."

The last three!

For a time, many Tiangang team members eyes have poured out light.

Luo Feng, holding a silver gun in his hand, looked indifferent and calm, "the last three shots If you come out, you will burst your head. "

The words are filled with cold and murderous spirit.

These three shots are life-threatening guns!

No one will question Luo Feng's words.

King of the world, Yama!

Since he can say it, he can do it.

It's much less difficult to hit the head than to hit the palm.

Many people feel that their head has a kind of cold feeling, seems to be a target.

Even if Luo Feng has only three bullets, now, who dares to draw.

Draw, die.

The atmosphere was repressed to the utmost.

One shot, three bullets, even the entire Tiangang team, including two xuanyuange veterans, including the crowd, death suppression.

"Is this the name of Yama..." After Luo Feng, Qian Yi Lan's eyes radiate a blazing light and stare closely. At the moment, the waves in her heart are still lingering. His hands clung to the corner of his coat involuntarily.

Luo Feng's eyes suddenly stare at Ouyang Tong like an arrow.

It's covered with evil spirit.

"Are you the commander of this operation?" Luo Feng's eyes flashed red again.

Ouyang Tong's face was stiff, still fierce, and said in a cold voice, "Yama, you are not the one who could command the world in Xuanyuan Pavilion at the beginning. If you do it again today, you know the consequences. "

"Are you the commander of this operation?" Luo Feng didn't seem to hear Ouyang Tong's words at all. He asked again.

Ouyang tong body light shock, deeply took a breath, did not show weakness, look faint arrogant, "I am!"

Although Luo Feng awed the audience, Ouyang Tong did not think that Luo Feng had the courage to start with him.

Bang!

Bang!

Two shots.

Plop!

Ouyang Tong knelt down on his knees.

Luo Feng's two bullets fall on both sides of Ouyang Tong's knees. Ouyang Tong falls to his knees directly. The direction of his kneeling is exactly where Hei Wuchang falls to the ground.

"Even if I have only one bullet left, who dares to draw?" Luo Feng's voice is indifferent to the extreme.

Ouyang Tong was sweating all over his body, and his eyes were frightened. He looked up at Luo Feng. From Luo Feng's eyes, he saw a strong killing opportunity.

He not only shoots, but also kills himself.

Madman!

What a madman!

"You'd better pray that my brother is OK." Luo Feng has no expression.

Since Ouyang Tong is the commander of this operation, the gun of Dongsheng gun king is naturally ordered by Ouyang Tong.

Finally, Ouyang Tong was afraid, kneeling on the ground, his blood stained the ground, and his whole body was trembling.In my life, I have never felt close to death.

The iron face turned back and came back with him. There were also two people, judge and situ Mingfeng!

The three people's looks are cold to the extreme, like the three gods of killing, quickly flash to.

"Boss!" At that time, I met Simao Feng again, but I didn't expect to see him again.

This is not the time to reminisce.

"Judge, control the old thief." Luo Feng directly issued an order and said in a deep voice, "if impermanence has something to do One shot at him. " Luo Feng handed the gun to the judge, then turned around and walked toward the place where heiwuchang fell to the ground.

All people's eyes are focused on Luo Feng. At the moment, Luo Feng has no gun in his hand. However, no one dares to draw a gun.

Yama's strength has already awed the audience.

Ouyang Tong's pupils are wide, his forehead has been covered with cold sweat, and his whole body is slightly trembling. At this moment, he can only pray that heiwuwuchang has nothing to do.

In front of me, they are all from the hell team. The blood in their hands can't be counted.

At the moment, no one dares to touch the murderous spirit that permeates them.

Luo Feng went to the black impermanence side squat down, quickly check the situation of black impermanence.

A moment later, there was a deep sigh of relief.

Dongsheng gun King's bullet is very powerful and poisonous. This gun is close to the heart. If Luo Feng had not taken jiuzhuandan to heiwuchang in time, I'm afraid that Hei Wuchang's life would have died.

"I've called an ambulance and should be there soon." Qian Yi Lan opens his mouth at one side.

Luo Feng raised his eyes, looked at Qian Yi Lan, half ring, his face showed a smile, "thank you."

Today's World War I, Qian Yilan although in terms of strength compared to the people present, there is a lot of difference, but she gave Luo Feng a lot of help. In the face of crisis, Qian Yilan stands beside Luo Feng without hesitation. After Hei Wuchang is shot, Qian Yilan resolutely stands in front of Luo Feng to block the sniper's second attack. When Ouyang Tong orders to shoot, Qian Yilan throws his gun to Luo Feng as quickly as possible

Looking at this cold and extraordinary face, Qian Yi Lan's heart beat suddenly intensified.

Because at the moment, in Qian Yilan's heart, this nerd, has a heavy identity.

King of the world, Yama!

My idol!

The idol even laughed at himself and said thank you Qian Yilan was so happy that she almost fainted.

"Thank you, scamp." Luo Feng added another sentence.

“……” The corner of the mouth of Qian Yi Lan, the belief seems to collapse in an instant.