Chapter 814 Who Dares to Draw a Gun?

The moment Ouyang Tong's words fell, Qian Yilan's face behind Luo Feng changed drastically.

The guns in the hands of the Tiangang team members were all specially made. If they joined forces to shoot, Luo Feng would probably become a sieve.

"Luo Feng!"

Without even thinking about it, Qian Yilan had a gun in her hand and threw it directly to Luo Feng.

In a flash of lightning.

Tiankui reacted the fastest and quickly drew his gun.

Bang!

The sound of gunfire rang out.

At the same time, Luo Feng's figure fell to the ground after taking the gun, and the muzzle of the gun pointed in the direction of Tiankui. At this moment, Tiankui's palm was stained with blood. With a scream, the gun in his hand had fallen to the ground.

Bang bang bang!

Every action of every member of the Tiangang team in all directions seemed to be invisible to Luo Feng's eyes.

Whenever a member of the Tiangang team tried to draw a gun, his palm was immediately stained with blood.

Without exception.

In a blink of an eye, ten members of the Tiangang team fell to the ground with blood on their palms, and each of them showed a strong look of fear.

Terrible gun skills.

Such a fast shooting speed is simply unbelievable. They are not ordinary people, but one of the most elite team members of Xuanyuan Pavilion, but in front of this person, they don't even have the chance to draw their guns.

Whether it is their own strength or their shooting skills, they are all completely defeated.

This is the existence of the first place in the three lists!

"We are much stronger than before... But there is still a huge gap compared to him." Chu Tianji looked at the straight and tall body with fiery eyes, with admiration in his eyes. In Xuanyuan Pavilion, there are naturally many fans of King Yan Luo. Chu Tianji is also one of them.

No one dared to draw his gun again.

The atmosphere at the scene was dead silent.

Ouyang Tong suddenly felt a blockage in his chest and stepped back a few steps. He suddenly became energetic and spoke in a loud voice, "Although the gun in his hand is also specially made by Xuanyuan Pavilion, it only has thirteen bullets!" Ouyang Tong took a deep breath, "He only has the last three bullets now,

No need to be afraid."

The last three bullets!

For a moment, many members of the Tiangang team had their eyes shining again.

Luo Feng held the silver gun in his hand, his expression was indifferent and calm, "The last three shots... will hit the head."

There was an extremely cold murderous aura in his words.

These three shots are life-threatening shots!

No one would question Luo Feng's words.

The King of Hell reigns over the world!

Since he can say it, he can do it.

Headshot is much easier than hitting the palm.

Many people felt a cold feeling in their heads, as if they had become targets.

Even though Luo Feng only had three bullets, who dared to draw the gun now?

Draw the gun, and you will die.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing.

One person, one gun, three bullets, actually suppressed the entire Tiangang team, including the two Xuanyuan Pavilion elders.

"Is this the reputation of the King of Hell..." Behind Luo Feng, Qian Yilan's eyes were emitting a fiery light, staring closely, and at this moment, the waves in her heart were still not subsided. His hands could not help but tightly grasp the corner of his clothes.

Luo Feng's eyes suddenly stared at Ouyang Tong like arrows.

Murderous aura covered him.

"Are you the commander of this operation?" Luo Feng's eyes flashed red again.

Ouyang Tong's face froze, but he was still timid and said coldly, "King Yan Luo, you are no longer the important person who could command the world in Xuanyuan Pavilion. If you dare to act rashly again today, you know the consequences yourself."

"Are you the commander of this operation?" Luo Feng asked again as if he had not heard Ouyang Tong's words at all.

Ouyang Tong's body shook slightly, took a deep breath, showed no weakness, and looked slightly proud, "I am!"

Although Luo Feng shocked the whole audience, Ouyang Tong did not think that Luo Feng had the courage to attack him.

Bang!

Bang!

Two gunshots.

Plop!

Ouyang Tong knelt directly on his knees.

Luo Feng's two bullets landed on Ouyang Tong's knees. Ouyang Tong fell to his knees. The direction he knelt was exactly where Hei Wuchang fell.

"Even if I only have one bullet left, who dares to draw his gun?" Luo Feng's voice was extremely cold.

Ouyang Tong was sweating all over, his eyes were filled with fear, and he looked up at Luo Feng. He saw a strong murderous intent in Luo Feng's eyes.

He not only shoots, but also kills himself.

Crazy!

He is simply a madman!

"You'd better pray that my brother is okay." Luo Feng had no expression on his face.

Since Ouyang Tong was the commander of this operation, the shot of the Eastern Saint Spear King was naturally an order from Ouyang Tong.

Ouyang Tong was finally scared. He knelt on the ground with his knees, blood staining the ground red, and his whole body was trembling.

In this life, he has never felt so close to the god of death.

Tiemian returned, and with him came two people, the judge and Situ Mingfeng!

The expressions of the three people were extremely cold, like three killing gods, flashing quickly.

"Boss!" Situ Mingfeng's voice was even more excited, looking at Luo Feng with great passion. He had met Boss at Shuimu University in Beijing, but he didn't have the chance to meet him again at that time. He didn't expect that he would meet Boss again under such circumstances this time.

Now is not the time to reminisce.

"Judge, control this old thief." Luo Feng gave the order directly and said in a deep voice, "If Wuchang has any problems...kill him with one shot." After Luo Feng handed the gun to the judge, he turned around and walked towards the place where Hei Wuchang fell.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Luo Feng. Luo Feng had no gun in his hand at the moment, but no one dared to draw it.

The power of King Yama had already shocked the whole audience.

Ouyang Tong's pupils widened, his forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and his whole body was trembling slightly. At this moment, he could only pray that Hei Wuchang was safe.

The few people in front of him were all from the former Hell Team. The blood on their hands was too numerous to count.

At this moment, no one dared to touch the murderous aura emanating from them.

Luo Feng walked to Hei Wuchang's side and squatted down, quickly checking Hei Wuchang's condition.

After a moment, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The bullets of the Eastern Saint Gun King were terrible and contained a strong poison. This shot was just a few inches away from the heart. If Luo Feng hadn't given Hei Wuchang the Nine Revolution Pill in time, I'm afraid Hei Wuchang would have died long ago.

"I've called an ambulance, it should be here soon." Qian Yilan spoke on the side.

Luo Feng raised his eyes and looked at Qian Yilan. After a while, a smile appeared on his face. "Thank you."

In today's battle, although Qian Yilan's strength was far behind those present, she helped Luo Feng a lot. When facing a crisis, Qian Yilan stood beside Luo Feng without hesitation. After Hei Wuchang was shot, Qian Yilan resolutely stood in front of Luo Feng to block the sniper's second attack. When Ouyang Tong ordered to shoot, Qian Yilan threw her gun to Luo Feng as quickly as possible...

Looking at this cold and extraordinary face, Qian Yilan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Because at this moment in Qian Yilan's heart, this nerd has an additional identity.

The King of Hell!

My idol!

The idol actually smiled at me and said thank you...Qian Yilan was so happy that she almost fainted.

"Thank you, old con man." Luo Feng added.

"..." Qian Yilan's mouth twitched, and her faith seemed to collapse instantly.