Whether it was from the speed with which the gun was drawn, or the emotional disguise before, this man had done it to the point of near-perfection.

That is, he is a professional killer!

The speed at which he drew his gun was lightning and flint, and in the blink of an eye, the pitch-black muzzle of the gun was already aimed at Lin Xuan's heart.

But what he didn't expect was that Lin Xuan's speed was faster than him!

I saw that the muzzle of his gun had just been aimed at Lin Xuan's heart, and Lin Xuan's right hand had already grabbed his hands holding the gun and stuck on the trigger, preventing him from pressing down.

Just before he could fully react, Lin Xuan kicked him in the stomach and grabbed the pistol at the same time.

Bang!!

The man was kicked out by this powerful kick for more than a dozen steps, and even his always steady hands couldn't grasp the pistol, and he was snatched by Lin Xuan.

After the man was kicked back for more than a dozen steps in a row, a large pool of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he knelt on one knee, his right hand supporting his crumbling body, and his gaze was firmly locked on Lin Xuan with resentment in shock.

Locked by this kind of gaze, Lin Xuan was already surprised.

He turned the muzzle of the gun, aimed the pistol at the man's head, and said in a somewhat mocking tone: "If you are really familiar with the ancient martial artists, you should know that there is such a saying in the ancient martial arts world. ”

"Between the fist and the gun, if you tell who is faster, you need to look at the distance of seven steps. ”

"Within seven steps, the fist is fast, and beyond seven steps, the gun is fast. ”

"You're only a little bit away from me, and you're still trying to shoot me?"

Lin Xuan sneered: "You might as well punch me directly under the ribs to be faster." ”

"Who knows...... Your reaction is so fast......"

The man clutched the place where he had been kicked and said in pain.

"As an ancient martial artist, this kind of reaction speed is a must. ”

Lin Xuan said lightly: "Otherwise, in this era dominated by thermal weapons, the ancient martial artists would not be able to survive for a long time. ”

"Yes, as our goal, it is rare for us to share the same opinion. It's a pity to kill it like this. ”

An old and thick voice suddenly came, and Lin Xuan immediately aimed his gun at the source of the sound like lightning.

I saw that directly in front of Lin Xuan, an old man slowly walked in, wearing a white Tang suit, strolling leisurely, as if he was disdainful of the pistol in Lin Xuan's hand, exuding a transcendent and otherworldly atmosphere.

"Ghost Heart Holy Hand Ink Evil?" Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and asked tentatively.

"You know me?" said Moxie, a little surprised.

"Oh, he didn't tell me yet. Lin Xuan gestured with his gaze to the man who was kneeling on the ground gasping for breath, and at the same time secretly slandered in his heart.

I'll it! This name sounds like a name, but it's really the name of an ancient warrior!

"I see. ”

Mo Xie stood within Lin Xuan's seven steps away: "But ...... You just let me go here, and it looks like you're not going to shoot. ”

According to the words of the ancient martial arts world, the distance of the ink evil just now was undoubtedly the most suitable opportunity for Lin Xuan to shoot.

"Wouldn't it be boring for you to go so far as to kill me, if I just shot you like this? ”

Lin Xuan smiled slightly, put away the pistol, and turned his gaze in another direction: "Since there is another person here, let's come out quickly." Don't hide there, save yourself from ruining the reputation of the ancient warriors. ”

"Hahahaha...... I dare to be so arrogant when I die, I like it!"

This time it was a rough voice.

I saw a middle-aged man with an extremely tall figure and a huge fist coming behind Lin Xuan.

His face was covered with stubble, and his skin was a bronze color, but there was a domineering meaning in those deep eyes.

"It seems that this must be the giant body god fist thundering. Lin Xuan said with a smile.

"That's right!

Lei Zhentian smiled and said in a rough voice: "Did you hear it from that kid again?"

"Of course, but that's just the names of the two of you. ”

Even in the face of the two ancient martial artists, Lin Xuan never showed the slightest panicked expression, and still maintained an indifferent demeanor: "If there are any other people, let's come out together." ”

"Today, I, Lin someone, stand here and accept your challenge together!"

Under the indifferent voice, what is revealed is the arrogant spirit of the king!

"Hmph, so arrogant at such an age. It seems that if you die here today, it will be an unchangeable fate!"

A gloomy voice sounded slowly, and a rickety old man with his whole body hidden under a black robe appeared on Lin Xuan's left side.

"Who are you?" Lin Xuan raised his eyelids slightly. "You!"

The rickety old man was almost angry, but he immediately calmed down, and his voice became more than ten times colder than Fang Cai: "The old man's name is 'Ghost Spirit' - Fu Yuan!"

"I took such a name that can suppress ghosts, but I am a ghost myself...... Tut-tut, it's really a good lackey. ”

Lin Xuan shook his head and said mockingly.

"When you are dying, you dare to speak wildly! See if I don't tear your mouth later!"

Fu Yuan's voice was filled with boundless anger, and the pair of eyes that seemed to be dead stared at Lin Xuan, wanting to kill him directly with his eyes.

"Brother Fu Yuan, you don't need to be as knowledgeable as this kind of person. ”

A plain, but seemingly cloud-level voice sounded on Lin Xuan's right side.

Lin Xuan looked away.

This is a middle-aged man who looks extremely mediocre.

But in his eyes, there was a sharpness like a sword.

And behind his back, he also carries a long sword.

Part of the appearance of that scabbard touched part of Lin Xuan's memory.

"If I'm not mistaken, this sword ...... It seems to be called Tianyun Sword. And your master is the previous generation master of the Tianyun Sword, right?"

Lin Xuan asked.

"Yes, my master is indeed the previous master of the Tianyun Sword, and I am now the current master of the Tianyun Sword. ”

"I'm probably the least famous of the four ancient warriors standing here. ”

The middle-aged man smiled lightly and said self-deprecatingly: "Under the surname Yun, the master gives the name...... Sky. ”

Two simple words, but based on the name of the sword.

This undoubtedly reveals a possibility...... That is, his fit with the Tianyun Sword has reached a mysterious realm.

"Four Ancient Warriors...... Oh, they're all such powerful characters. ”

Lin Xuan didn't have to think about it to know who the people who called these four ancient martial artists out: "It seems that your master really wants to kill me, and he is really anxious." ”

Instantly, he burst out laughing.

"Just four of Su Wenyao's lackeys want to kill me too?"

"It's up to you...... Worthy of it?"

Without warning, sarcastic words rang out, and Lin Xuan's body suddenly flickered!

With a burst of blood-red light flashed.

Shenjun appeared, and the situation changed abruptly!