Lu Ziming quickly rushed in front of Zhang Zixi, and the vigor was mad, and a fierce fist hit it directly.

Under the punch of Lu Ziming, the area that was originally covered by bullets in front of him was directly smashed into a punch vacuum.

The high heat bullets are all like a broken kite, and it falls helplessly.

For a while, the world is like a rainstorm.

In addition, after the bullets were shocked again, Lu Ziming's punch was unabated, flying directly for 100 meters.

In the screaming sound of only a while, the gunmen in front were directly punched out by Lu Ziming, and the blood spit was spitting into the sky.

"Zi Xi, now!"

"Go!"

Lu Ziming immediately shouted.

Zhang Zixi also took advantage of this gap, and killed the sword directly in the direction of Lu Ziming.

"Meng Wanjun, today, I let you pay your blood debt!"

Zhang Zixi's eyebrows flushed.

The hatred of the destroyer is like a fire, and it is burning Zhang Zixi's heart.

At this time, she couldn't wait to make Meng Wanjun in front of her crushed corpses.

"Father, hide!"

Seeing Zhang Zixi, who killed from the rain of guns and bullets, Meng Chuan was scared directly, and his eyes stared at the size of the copper bell.

On the side, Meng Yilong quickly rushed to his father, shouting anxiously, while preparing to block the sword for his father.

However, in the face of such a critical situation, Meng Wanjun is not afraid of danger.

He stood with his hands and stood indifferently.

Deep eyes, with a little play and contempt, just look at the closer Zhang Zixi.

"Father, go!"

"It's too late if you don't leave."

Meng Yilong was anxious.

Meng Wanjun still didn't move the slightest, but instead brought a touch of arc.

It was the mockery of the loser, and that was the pride of the generation of kings looking down at the country.

"Zhang's family, don't save it."

Meng Wanjun's words rang suddenly.

Falling into the ears of the stage, if the god of trial was only judged, the sentence of the Zhang family's fate.

At the moment Meng Wanjun's words fell, the three figures here appeared abruptly.

They are in black, ghost charm in the past.

Between Xu Yan, he went to Zhang Zixi.

The power of the sky is like Yaoyang. From these three people, it is released suddenly.

It is Lu Ziming, who is half a life of Xi Wu, who is ten meters away, but still feels bold and shocked.

"not good!"

"Zi Xi, get retreat!"

Lu Ziming immediately shouted.

Zhang Jiuling above the stone pillar also realized the dangerous situation of his granddaughter. Even if he was already breathless, he still exhausted his last strength and shouted anxiously: "Zixi, hurry up!"

However, everything is too late.

After these three figures appeared, there was no hesitation at all.

The fierce offensive is like a storm, sweeping out.

"Sirius!"

"White Tiger!"

"Qinglong!"

The three of them shot, they were killed.

A terrible attack, in this world, bring up crazy.

For a while, everyone only saw that the top of the West Lake roared, the white tiger whistled, and the blue dragon rose.

The three of them murdered, and the infinite offensives were like rivers.

And Zhang Zixi is undoubtedly the leaf flat boat above the tide of Hanhai.

Just instantly, it was crushed by that heamonal momentum.

The ribs collapsed, the blood flew across.

In the groaning sound, Zhang Zixi's coquettish body, like a broken kite, flew out.

There were countless mountain stones and plants along the way, and the last bombardment, smashing it fiercely.

Coincidentally, it happened to be in front of Chu Wenfei.

Chu Wenfei was completely stupid. He stood there with helplessness, looked down at the woman with blood soaked in red shirt under his feet.

Chu Wenfei is unimaginable, this dying woman in front of her,

It was Zhang Zixi, who had fallen from the sky like the queen that day.

At this time, Zhang Zixi, his chest was sunken, the rib pierced the lung lobe, and the blood flowed from the mouth.
Chapter completed!