The Strongest Sect of All Times
Chapter 428: Who Goes to Hell
When King Chang laughed at the three of them for putting AK47 up, the leader in black and his men competed.
What are they holding?
A bow crossbow?
Weird look, isn't it? Hot eyes?
Or just a simple wooden stick? Or is it a special short-sighted weapon?
“Kid. ”
The leader in black sneered: "Bring out a firecracker and scare who? ”
The AK47 grip and butt are made of brown and red wood and really look a bit like a firecracker.
"I'll give you and your men another chance and get the hell out of here, or you'll be a wasp nest. ”
“Phew, phew. ”
“You don't know," said the leader in black. "My men are carrying magic crossbows, and they're firing magic arrows with at least 50,000 kilos of power. ”
Normal peak martial artists are only 50,000 kg away.
A single arrow can explode such a powerful force, it is truly fierce.
More importantly, there are forty or fifty people in black with these crossbows.
The lethality of their shooting must not be underestimated.
Absolutely.
Demonic crossbows are expensive and the cost of Demonic Bomb arrows is higher with Crystal Nucleus.
Shooting an arrow equals shooting a spirit stone price.
Meteorological mainland martial arts repairs do not normally use this equipment because they cannot afford it at all.
Many regiments are equipped to attack towns and villages.
“Fifty thousand pounds? ”
Gun Chang smiled faintly: “Still a real dish. ”
The firearms trafficked in the system all determine their power according to the level of the nucleus, not to mention 50,000 kilograms, 100,000 kilograms can be prepared.
And a premium core that holds two shuttles of AK47 bullets is a great deal!
Now, instead of attacking each other, the two sides are shooting indiscriminately at the air, and the monarch can sell the iron they consume and dump the family out of business!
Come on, man!
Hurt each other!
Speaking of the power of the Magic Bomb arrow himself, the martial arts of the wolves have not left and are still in opposition, which made the leader of the black clothes angry.
Do you really think you're worried about the Devil's arrow and don't dare give orders to fire?
“Brush!”
The leader in black raised his hand and his eyes glistened.
The tasks given above, however much they cost, must be accomplished!
Brush!
More than forty men raised their magic crossbows and had already done the proofreading. When the boss's hand fell, the trigger was resolutely pulled.
“Kid. ”
"Go to hell," said black chief Lenson. ”
Hands down, give the shooting orders.
Numerous index fingers on the trigger began to push.
“Sweep it all out! ”
At this point, King often laughed and gave the order.
Da-da-da-da!
Da-da-da-da!
Da-da!!! ——————————
Three handles of AK47 burst into flames, a tiny bullet, vibrating the space, dragging the stream of light and shooting irregularly from three directions.
Slow down, like a scene in a hacking empire!
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Extremely fast shooting speed, strong penetration, ruthlessly sweeping onto a black suit that is preparing to pull the trigger.
Some came through the brain, some came through the chest, and were instantly shot three or four times.
In the meantime, Martial Arts of the Temple also successfully fired Demonic Bomb Arrows.
But when he just flew out of the crossbow, he was hit by a bullet, which immediately exploded, leading the surrounding demonic arrows, forming a series of big explosions!
Da-da-da-da!
Da-da-da-da-da-da!
Bombardment ——————————
Between the mountains, gunshots exploded in the ears, spreading mist and dust from the bullets, all the more so.
Wounded martial arts repair on the ground, his eyeballs burst out in shock.
Although the fog and dust blocked sight from the inside, the three werewolf riders' martial arts were unharmed and intact.
They hold strange things and the ends are constantly sparking fire, and they look very powerful!
Cut! Knock!
Gun Chang laughed at the first shot, took out the core, and filled the magazine as quickly as possible.
Brush!
Raise the AK47 again and shoot and sweep into the fog area.
That cold move, that faceless corner of the mouth, looks like the Terminator that Schwarzenegger played!
At this time, it must be very sensational to equip the monarch with a very burning BGM.
The corner of Jiang Evil's mouth twitched, "This kind of dark-like gun is so tough! ”
Knock, knock!
Li Qingyang and Xiao Sin also shot out a round.
Instead of shouting, the main door continued to load, shooting with a gun ‘da-da-da-da’.
After another round of shooting, King often laughed and lifted his gun. He held an electronic cigar and threw up a cigarette circle: “That's enough. ”
Li Qingyang and Xiao have already taken up their guns.
Although they had mastered the shooting frequency of the AK47, when they stopped shooting, their hands trembled slightly independently.
But hitting real people is a lot better than practicing guns...
……
Gradually, dust and mist dissipate.
Everything around him is clearly visible, fan-shaped around the monastic palace where King Chang smiles and more than forty people repair evil, twisting and falling on the ground.
Some of them were shot to death, others were blown to death by demonic arrows, leaving no one alive.
Blood runs and gathers together.
The cold wind blows in, and it smells like disgusting blood!
“Pfft! ”
The head of the black coat was soft and directly paralyzed in the blood, his face was gloomy and his eyes shocked.
Perhaps intentionally, all his men died and he lived safely.
However.
Live, rather die.
Because a very fast, powerful and fierce bullet flew from the side of the road just now, bringing a sense of fear and leaving the leader in black like hell on the 18th floor!
He can't be a peak martial artist, he's only a medium level, once he's swept by AK47, it'll be cold!
“Step! Step. ”
The Werewolf King walked in.
King Chang smiled single-handedly and raised the AK47, pointing the gun at his head, faintly: “Do you still think this is a firecracker? ”
The gunpoint fired continuously, generating a lot of heat, and the head of the hot black shirt grew more pale.
But!
Don't move because you see the power of the AK47!
“Friend... friend...” The leader in black pressed in horror and whispered: “Yes... have something to say...”
“Go to hell and talk to King Yan. ”
King's laughter pulled the trigger cold, the bullet ‘bang’ through, blood and sticky objects, splashed on the grass.
“Pfft! ”
The leader of the black coat fell on his back and his vision gradually dissipated and his face was still muscular.
As soon as we met, he ordered his men to throw the darker without asking indiscriminately. He had already pissed off King Chang laughing.
If I and my disciple are weak, because I didn't mean to pass by, you killed them, and I'm afraid I'm now complaining to Yan Wang.
Even if the leader in black took out 100 spiritual stones and took out 1,000 spiritual stones, the result would be death.
“Brush!”
“Brush!”
Li Qingyang and Xiao Sin jumped from the wolf of the hurricane and began to lick their bags with skill.
Gun Chang smiled in front of the wounded and put AK47's gunpoint on the grass. He said with no expression: "The people who are after you have all been solved. You are now safe. Bring 1,000 spirit stones. ”
“Little friend...”
The wounded martial arts broke his mouth and weakly said: “I... I didn't...”
“No?”
Kingston smiled and frowned.
“…" The wounded mended silence.
“Brush!”
Gun Chang stood up laughing, loaded again, pulled the plug, pointed the gun at his head, cold-blooded: “Are you kidding me? ”
Shit.
I'm guilty of a fifth class of evil for 1,000 spiritual stones. You told me you didn't? Are you so bullied by your reputation as a righteous man?
Injured Martial Arts naturally knew the power of the 'Fire Stick' and hurried: “I do! I have one! ”
“You're just kidding me. ”
Boo-------------