"Da Da Da!!"
No sooner had Mr. Duan's voice faded than the piercing sound of gunfire tore through the sky, the muzzle flashing with deadly fire as bullet after bullet whistled by, carrying the scent of death and aiming for Lu Tianxing's limbs.
The resonating gunfire seemed to make the entire sky start to tremble.
Mr. Duan and Zhang Quanshan both wore fierce, manic smiles on their faces, as if seeing Lu Tianxing prostrate on the ground like a dead dog in the next moment, begging them for mercy.
"To kill me? You can't do it, Mr. Duan. It's just a pity that starting today, the Sky Group will be one member short."
Lu Tianxing's face showed no change as he shook his arm, summoning the Iron Blood Battle Halberd into his hand, not dodging or avoiding, and stabbed it into the void.
A massive spiral force appeared instantly, smashing all incoming bullets into dust.