"Tiger Hou, I believe that your marksmanship is definitely at the level of a sharpshooter. ”

In front of everyone's eyes, Wang Chulan said with a sneer:

"However, I'm 100% sure that I'll kill you, and then dodge the bullets, do you want to gamble?"

"Wang Chulan, since you want to find death, then this is the right place to fulfill you. The anger in Huhou's heart finally reached the extreme.

"Kill me!" Baiyun presided over and roared angrily.

The voice fell, and those disciples of Baiyun Building threw the big knife one by one and touched it to their waists.

Whoa!

But in a moment, these monks had an extra desert eagle in their hands.

"Shameless!"

"Xuanmen duel, actually use a gun?"

"Despicable!"

"The Desert Eagle has an amazing attack power, and with a single blow, it can instantly kill African elephants!"

"Baiyun Tower, it's really hateful!"

In an instant, the heroes were boiling, and they were all angry.

And the Taoist priests of Lingxiao Pavilion looked at each other, all of them in despair.

Originally, if it was between the Xuanmen, the normal killing of the two sects.

Even if they were certain to die, the disciples of Ling Xiao Pavilion would be able to kill a few more before they died.

But now!

No way!

The disciples of Baiyunlou, all use guns, and we all use big knives, how to fight?

This battle, before it started, Ling Xiao Pavilion lost!

This is simply a one-sided slaughter!

"Ready!" Bai Yun presided over and raised his right hand.

When the voice fell, the disciples of Baiyunlou all raised the Desert Eagle with a clear look.

"Ready, ready...... Kill!" Bai Yun's hand fell.

Click!

When the voice fell, the monks were about to pull the trigger with murderous eyes.

"It's over!"

"My life is at stake!"

Daoist Qiu and King Sun Yao looked desperate and prepared to die.

Unexpectedly!

At this moment, there was a loud shout, but suddenly it sounded: "Stop!"

The voice fell, and a middle-aged hunter appeared in front of the mountain gate of Lingxiao Pavilion.

This is a simple-looking, honest mountain village hunter, at first glance, nothing outstanding.

But as soon as this person appeared, Lu Feng instantly felt that this person was a master!

But!

So what!

There are so many desert eagles in Baiyun Tower, even if there are many masters, there is not much willingness!

However!

When you see clearly, the appearance of this middle-aged strong man.

Bai Yun, who was originally full of confidence and invincible, presided over it, but cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Division...... Master. A voice blurted out from the mouth of the white cloud host.

Bang!

The voice fell, and the audience was in an uproar.

"This person is actually the master of the Jianyang monk, this is too exaggerated, right?"

"I'll go, old monk's master, is he so young? This hunter looks like he's only in his forties, right?"

The crowd was in a commotion, and everyone was puzzled.