Chapter 1985

"Die."

Over there, there was another burst of Liu Yijian's shout, and the sword in his hand was only an inch away from the Laughing Buddha.

This laughing Buddha is also a very powerful super master, but at this time, he was pressed by Liu Yijian's momentum and couldn't move, and in addition to his chest, he was already hit by a sword, and for a while, he seemed to have become a fish and let Liu Yijian slaughter him.

"Ah......h

In the moment of life and death, the laughing Buddha instinctively let out a miserable scream, however, the sword in Liu Yijian's hand failed to take his life.

At the last moment, a gunshot rang out, and then the laughing Buddha saw Liu Yijian fly out from his eyes.

On the opposite side, another group of people rushed over, each with a gun, and the leader was none other than Luo Shenfeng, one of the five tiger generals of the Xia family.

Bullets hit Liu Yijian's body one after another, and in the blink of an eye, he was shot seven or eight times.

Seven or eight blood holes appeared on Liu Yijian's body, and his whole person froze in place, but his face was still calm.

Puff puff!

Several mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the sword bell in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Liu Yijian, a generation of northern sword heroes, may never have dreamed that he would die in such a humiliating way in the end.

He did not die in the hands of Xiang Yang, nor did he die under the sword of the peerless swordsman, but in the end, he was dealt with with a hot weapon.

Moreover, when the other party used a hot weapon, he didn't even have a chance to dodge, he was too tired, too badly injured, and at the same time, too sad.

The sword fell to the ground, and Liu Yijian was still standing, but his entire body was no longer alive.

Such a big master, even if he is dead, is still standing.

Luo Shenfeng wasn't sure if Liu Yijian was dead, so he raised the gun in his hand again, and shot at Liu Yijian with a roar, until the bullet was finished, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then threw the gun in his hand aside.

He walked up to Liu Yijian and kicked him, and Liu Yijian fell in response.

A generation of northern sword kings has fallen.

"Laughing Buddha, you are really going back more and more, look at it, these things that can be done with a few shots are so troublesome by you."

"Are you okay, can't you die?"

Luo Shenfeng looked at the Laughing Buddha with three points of smugness in his tone.

The laughing Buddha glared at Luo Shenfeng viciously, Liu Yijian was dead, and his task was completed, he didn't say a word, nor did he continue to laugh, but covered his wounds, and with the support of two still alive men, he left here in embarrassment.

At this time, Luo Shenfeng focused his eyes on Xiang Yang who was lying on the ground.

"Old man Xiang, can you still move?"

Xiang Yang on the other side did not answer, and the corners of Luo Shenfeng's mouth turned into a cruel smile.

Just in case, Luo Shenfeng was very cautious, he beckoned to the men next to him, and one of them immediately handed a gun to him.

Then, he aimed his gun at Xiang Yang's side.