Silver Overlord

Ghost King is not here!

Lin Qingtian who is incarnate is not here!

Presiding over the overall situation, besieged by a guard **** in the palace, only Lu Tianxing and Situ Fei were two. After Yan Liqiang saw the scene clearly, he decided to take the shot!

People like Lu Tianxing and Situ Fei are the accomplices of this catastrophe. From the first time they saw two people, they have swayed twice under Yan Liqiang's eyelids like wandering souls. This time, Yan Liqiang will never let them go, but he will kill the people.

Yan Liqiang didn't say a word, the spear on his hand was shocked, the whole person's body was like a green smoke, and he stepped out of the bamboo forest in a ten-step step. The spear was like a dragon. Recently Situ Fei.

Holding a fan in his hand, Situ Fei was physically and mentally flexible and flexing in the crowd. The folding fan in his hand was strange and unpredictable. The passing point is like a sword. Occasionally, the folding fan in his hand will fly out like a butterfly and fly back, and an old **** escaped from the palace will be cut by the flying fan in the hands of Situ Fei. Crossing the neck, only a moment, I screamed, fell to the ground covering the blood vessels on the neck that was cut, and the fan flew back, falling to Situ Fei's right hand, but in a blink of an eye, the fan jumped to the left hand, Situ Fei He fought back, flew a long sword of the guard in the palace, and a little bit of cold and sharp bones spewed out of the fan bone of the folding fan, and suddenly penetrated the guard's shoulder, and Situ Feifei kicked and kicked at that On the chest of the guard, the chest of the guard immediately fell, and blood spewed from his mouth, flying out ...

Almost in a blink of an eye, Situ Fei killed both of them.

Situ Fei laughed and was very excited, "Hahaha, the palace guard, that's all ...".

As soon as the laughter was over, I felt that the wind behind was different. Situ Fei turned his head and saw Yan Liqiang shooting one person at a time, one person and one gun, and flying across the sky. He shot at him like an arrow. At that time, Yan Liqiang's cold gun head was less than two meters away from him ...

"Who?" Situ Fei was startled, his face changed, and when he saw Yan Liqiang's spear coming, he flew back without thinking.

"The Emperor Qi Yun of the Han Dynasty guarded Yan Liqiang!" Yan Liqiang opened his mouth, his body accelerated, and the tip of the spear in his hand was like an arrow chasing souls. Fei was so frightened that even though Situ Fei was the eight kings of the White Lotus religion, his skill in martial arts was not weak, enough to crush many masters, but he was in front of Yan Liqiang, but the gap between the two sides was not a small star.

Seeing the spear coming, Situ Fei instinctively pressed the folding fan on the gun's tip toward him, and his body slid to the other side, trying to avoid it, but the folding fan in his hand had just come with the thorn. As soon as the tip of the pistol touched, he felt that the tip of the pistol was not like a dead thing, but like a living thing. The folding fan had just been placed on the tip of the pistol, and the pistol slipped, and it was from his whole body. The only fiery gap and stasis of change of luck turned into it, just as he deliberately hit his gun with his neck ...

In Situ Fei's terrified eyes, Situ Fei felt that his neck was cold ...

"Well ..." The sharp tip of the meteorite spear suddenly passed through the throat of his neck, exposing the tip of the gun from the back of his neck.

In the next second, the spear's meteorite iron head disappeared from Situ Fei's throat, and then appeared two meters away from Yan Liqiang, holding a large knife and trying to cut it towards the heart of Bai Lianjiao, a master of Yan Liqiang. The heart of the Bailian master behind him, from the beginning to the end, Yan Liqiang didn't even turn his head back. His footsteps didn't move, and the rifle shrank again. A circle was drawn within three meters of Yan Liqiang, and then a total of seven Bailian people At the same time, throat blood flew and fell out ...

Appearing from Yan Liqiang, one shot killed Situ Fei and the seven white lotuses around him in one shot. The whole process was between electric light and fire, in less than one second.

The horror of martial arts, which is born with consciousness and keen sensitivity, is a horror with a shot in hand. At this moment, it began to show.

"Ah, it is Lord Yan, Lord Yan is here ..." The eunuchs who escaped from the siege of the imperial palace until this time did not realize that Yan Liqiang had been killed, screaming one by one, just like seeing the savior same.

On the contrary, the people over Bailianjiao were suddenly taken aback. Many people who were fighting against Bailianjiao quickly rushed to open their opponents and quickly took a few steps back.

Situ Fei was still standing on the ground, and the whole person was teetering, holding one's throat tightly with one hand, and the blood splattered like a blood stream from his fingers. He was red-eyed and stared at Yan Liqiang. In the mouth, he asked a difficult sentence, "This ... this ... is ... what marks ..." After finishing the sentence, the blood from the mouth overflowed.

"This is the tactic of killing thieves!" Yan Liqiang said calmly. He took a long gun in his hand and took it lightly, just like slap a fly with his hand, without turning his head and moving his feet, but his wrist moved, and then Someone who wanted to come and attack him from behind was pierced by a lance in Yan Liqiang's hand three meters away from his throat, and fell down suddenly. This man, who was also wearing a guard in the palace, was supposed to be against the Prince's side. One of them.

"Okay ... marksmanship ..." Situ Fei finally said three words arduously, and then the whole person fell straight to the ground and turned into a corpse.

In such a blink of an eye, the ten masters of the White Lotus who had just lived and turned into a dead body turned into corpses on the ground, and one of them was one of the eight King Kong of the White Lotus.

Yan Liqiang turned his head, his eyes flashed, and he looked at Lu Tianxing who was pale in the distance.

As a master, Lu Tianxing felt Yan Liqiang's intentional killing in an instant, and his whole body suddenly became cold.

"Kill him ..." Lu Tianxing yelled, and threw his sword directly at Yan Liqiang, and then slaps his waist, and suddenly he has an iron whip of more than one foot in length. Swinging, he pulled towards Yan Liqiang fiercely-just now there were many people here on Bai Lianjia who had an advantage. They were surrounded by the guards in the palace. They were already holding the ticket. Lu Tianxing hadn't pressed his hand to the bottom of the box. Took out his weapon, but at this time, as the whip King Kong, one of the eight King Kong King Kong teachings, Lu Tianxing knew that he could not die.

Lu Tianxing originally also heard Yan Liqiang's reputation, thinking that Yan Liqiang was only a powerful archer, but where did he think that besides the bow, the big gun in Yan Liqiang's hand was really life-threatening ... ...

Watching Lu Tianxing throw the big knife on his hand and shoot at himself, Yan Liqiang's mouth can't help but a hint of irony. Lu Tianxing looks rough, but in fact, this person is very cunning, and he takes the lead now Shooting at yourself seems to be desperate for yourself, but in fact, you want to escape desperately. Since he can kill Situ Fei in one shot, his cultivation is not much different from Situ Fei, then he can be under his own hands. How many shots?

When the big knife came, Yan Liqiang's hand picked the spear lightly, and then picked up the knife's handle, then the tip of the gun was shaken, and the big knife was rotated on Yan Liqiang's gun like a windmill, and then compared with When Lu Tianxing threw it ten times faster and harder, he turned into a spinning knife wheel, and cut to the master of the Bailian religion who rushed towards him.

Where can those masters of Bailian religion think of the knife that Lu Tianxing throws out, he flew towards himself in a blink of an eye, one by one, he was cut by the spinning knife wheel and rushed to the first dozen. The master of Bai Lianjiao was instantly cut off by Yan Liqiang with a knife wheel thrown out by a spear, screaming and falling to the ground in grief ...

Seeing Yan Liqiang so powerful, the guards in the palace were also excited, and one by one seized the opportunity to rush forward and continue the fierce battle with the Bailian people ...