The vigor of the Taiping Guan Guan Lord shook everyone's heart, and the most shocking of them was Murong Siqi.

If it weren't for the Taiping Guan Lord's ambition to replace the Murong Clan, if I hadn't grasped the handle and had no power to return to the sky, if I could network it under my command, it would definitely be of great help to myself.

It's a pity that a fierce man like the Taiping Guan Guan Lord, who is a genius, can't allow him to live in the world at all.

Thinking of this, Murong Siqi simply pulled out the pistol pinned to his body.

This pistol is more special, made of gold, less murderous than ordinary pistols, but a little more expensive.

However, when Murong Siqi loaded the bullet, it completely became a murderous weapon, and there was no longer a status symbol in it.

After Murong Siqi pulled out his gun, the Taiping Guan Guan Master was still fighting tenaciously, knocking the surrounding swordsmen away one by one.

At this time, he shouted violently, suddenly snatched the machete from the hand of a knife hand, and followed with great might, the machete slashed wildly.

"Dangdang!"

There were more than ten sounds, and more than ten knives were knocked into the air.

The Lord of the Taiping Temple shouted again, and while kicking out, he turned in a circle on the spot, and when he turned around, more than a dozen knife hands fell to the ground, and he screamed.

Although it is impossible to achieve both strength and speed with such a fast kicking speed, no matter who it is, every kick of Taipingguan still contains huge power, which is unbearable.

The slightly lighter one fell to the ground and couldn't get up for half a day, and the key one was fractured on the spot, screaming miserably.

Seeing the majestic appearance of the Taiping Temple, the swordsmen who Murong Siqi carefully networked couldn't help but be timid, although they held the knife, they didn't dare to step forward easily.

Seeing the scene of the scene, the Taiping Guan Guan sneered again: "If you want to kill me, you have to pay a heavy price." Murong Siqi, if you want to kill me, then it's no wonder that I'm not to blame! As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly burst into sharp light, and the machete in his hand turned into a cold light, and with a whoosh, he shot towards Murong Si.

Zhu Shangrong was guarding in front of Murong Siqi, and when he saw the Taiping Guan Guan Master throwing a machete, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and shouted: "Fourth prince, get out of the way!" As he spoke, he pulled out his saber and slashed at the machete thrown by the Lord of the Taiping Temple.

"Dang!"

Sparks flew up, but the shocking scene reappeared.

Although Zhu Shangrong's saber was cut on the machete, it also produced fierce sparks, but the machete was not knocked away, not only was it not knocked away, but even the trajectory of its flight did not change, which shows how amazing the power of the Taiping Guan Lord's throw is!

"Whew!"

The machete was directly inserted into Zhu Shangrong's left chest, and then it was exposed from the back, and Zhu Shangrong's body was driven back by the force contained in the machete, and he fell back several steps, until he hit Murong Siqi behind him before he stood firm.

The violence of the Taiping Guan Guan just now was already shocking, and this scene made everyone feel a psychology that was difficult to match.

Such a person or a person?

He is simply a god!

The number one master in the world, no one can match it.

The Taiping Guanguan Lord has been shaking Dayan for decades, and it is definitely not in vain.

Although Murong Siqi had an absolute advantage in numbers at the scene, more than 100 people did not dare to fight again in the face of the Taiping Guan Lord.

Murong Siqi had already pulled out his matching gun, but under the intimidating aura of the Taiping Guanguan Lord, he instinctively hid the gun behind him.

Even if he had a gun, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to shoot the Taiping Guan Lord.

Now, he didn't even have the courage to shoot at the Taiping Viewer.

The scene also fell silent with Zhu Shangrong's knife, silent.

The Lord of the Taiping Temple approached Murong Siqi proudly, and Murong Siqi was so frightened that he retreated.

Murong Xiongwei saw this scene in the direction of the door, and immediately shouted, "What are you doing in a daze? He's alone, and the wound is still bleeding, and even if it is consumed, it can consume him......"

Halfway through the words, Huo Di, the master of the Taiping Temple, turned his head to look at Murong Xiongwei, and Murong Xiongwei screamed fiercely, but when he saw the Lord of the Taiping Temple looking at him, he was also shocked in his heart, and the following words were swallowed back.

One of his hearts couldn't help but puff, could he be too impulsive just now, would the Taiping Guan Guan Master transfer his hatred to himself?

Just as he was worried about himself, the Taiping Guan Guan suddenly couldn't help but snort and grinned.

A moment later, he suddenly opened his mouth, popped, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Blood splattered, causing the faces of several knife men on the opposite side to be covered in blood.

When Murong Xiongwei saw this scene, he knew that the poison of the poisonous wine drunk by the Taiping Guan Guan was eroding the Taiping Guan Lord's internal organs, no matter how strong he was, it was impossible for him to resist it, so he immediately lifted his spirits and shouted: "Quick, go up and kill him, he is seriously injured!" ”

Hearing Murong's majestic words, the swordsmen once again plucked up their courage and pounced.

This time, the Taiping Guan Guan Master barely fought, and the momentum was not as vigorous as before, and it felt like his movements had been slowed down tenfold, and his shots were not as powerful as before.

Although the swordsmen were still unable to kill them, he was unable to repel them, showing a stalemate.

When Murong Xiongwei and Murong Siqi saw the situation of the Taiping Guan Lord, they regained their confidence, and they both felt that there was hope for killing the Taiping Guan Lord.

Today, I have turned my face, and I must see life and death, otherwise, with the unpredictable skills of the Taiping Guanzhuo, if you want to retaliate, I am afraid that no one can prevent it.

Therefore, Murong Siqi knew very well that he must not let the Taiping Guan Guan Master have a chance to escape.

The pistol he had hidden behind his back was taken out again, aiming at the Taiping Guan Guan from a distance.

However, his marksmanship is average, and in the fight, the figures of the Taiping Guan Guan Master and the knife hands are constantly moving, and even staggering, and he is not sure that one shot will hit the Taiping Guan Guan Master.

After a while, the toxicity in the main body of the Taiping Contemplation reappeared, and it was unprecedentedly violent, he couldn't bear it, and there was a cry of hatred on the spot, and his movements couldn't help but slow down.

"Whew!"

At this moment, a person jumped up from behind and stabbed the back of the Taiping Guan Lord.

The Lord of the Taiping Guan was furious, turned around to look, but saw that the person who plotted against him was his disciple Liu Yihang.

Although Liu Yihang was broken by the Taiping Guanguan Master, he was still able to hold on to the battle.

He had been hiding in the crowd of the knife hands, waiting for the opportunity to strike again, and the poisonous attack of the Taiping Guan Guan just now gave him a chance.

Seeing that it was Liu Yihang, the Taiping Guan Guan was even more angry, how dare this rebel plot against himself again? With a loud shout, he was about to rush forward and kill Liu Yihang.

"Bang!"

But at this moment, a deafening gunshot rang out in the room, because the room was small, the sound was even more deafening, and it felt like it was about to burst the eardrums.

This gunshot also made the scene appear for a short time.

A flower of blood rose in the back of the Lord's heart, and a bullet shot into his body.

His body shook, he turned around slowly, and saw Murong Siqi holding a golden pistol pointed at him, and couldn't help but be furious: "Murong Siqi, you despicable ......"

"Bang Bang ......"

Two more gunshots rang out, and two more blood flowers rose on the chest of the Taiping Guan Lord, and the following words were swallowed back.

He looked down at his wound in disbelief.

Bang!

Another shot, but apart from the reaction of the Taiping Contemplator's body tremors, the other reactions were no longer obvious.

He immediately raised his eyes to look at Murong Siqi, and couldn't help but feel a sad heart, how could he have lost to anyone in his life? died of betrayal and conspiracy like this, and I was unwilling.

He laughed, the laughter was so heroic and lonely, the scene was all stirred, and the surrounding swordsmen were all so panicked that they retreated again.

"Murong Siqi, do you think that if you kill me, Mo Xiaokun will not be able to deal with you, and you will be able to achieve what you want?"

The Lord of the Taiping Observatory said loudly.

Murong Siqi snorted coldly and said, "This is my business, I don't need you to worry about it, you can die with peace of mind." ”

The Taiping Guan Guan Master laughed and said, "Death? It's not so easy for me to die! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly rushed to the window again.

The position he was in was relatively close to the window, only a few knife hands stopped in front, those knife hands did not expect him to be so strong, he was shot several times, poisoned wine, and stabbed by a dagger, and he was still capable of fighting, but he couldn't react, and he was caught off guard by the Taiping Guan Guan on the spot, and fell to the ground one after another.