The next moment, the punch was raised high, and then...

Smash down!

"Bang!"

The terrifying force was like a solid hammer hit by all his strength, reaching Xiao Bili's temple.

The through force smashed Xiao Bieli's head and hit the ground hard, like a watermelon that fell heavily on the ground...

Cracking, sputtering...

Blood flows all over the ground...

Li Qiuxian stood up and did not go to see Xiao Bieli again. He walked step by step towards the dozens of remaining gunmen and Xiao Le, the second young master of the Xiao family.

Almost as he got up, eight gunmen who came specifically to rescue Xiao Bieli were going to take him away and their hearts burst and died on the spot.

However, Li Qiuxian didn't even look at this, and continued to walk towards Xiao Le and others. The beating of his heart clearly echoed in everyone's mind...

It was not only their heartbeat, but also Li Qiuxian's heartbeat.

As Li Qiuxian crossed a hundred meters and arrived in front of Xiao Le, who was in pain even when he got into the car, even the keyhole of the car was inaccurate, none of the twenty-two gunmen who had previously designed the firepower intensive design for him could stand.

All kinds of symptoms of heart arrhythmia, angina pectoris, and myocardial infarction fill their bodies. Some people with already poor hearts are silent. Even those with strong bodies are full of pain. Not to mention lifting a three or four kilogram rifle, it is difficult to even lift a hand with this extremely simple action.

Power...

It has been completely stripped from them.

Li Qiuxian looked at Xiao Le and stopped the heartbeat resonance of the craft of the blood evil thunder sound.

Xiao Le finally recovered a little strength when he looked at Li Qiuxian and begged in fear: "No... don't kill me... I can give you money... I give you a lot of money. In addition, you warriors... don't want spiritual objects in heaven and earth... I know... I know where many spiritual objects are... If you kill me, our Xiao family will never let you go..."

Li Qiuxian didn't say anything, and reached out to take out a pistol from Xiao Le.

Pure gold seems to be a famous legendary gun, which is of great value.

but……

He doesn't know him.

"You're not worth dying under my punch."

Li Qiuxiandao.

Looking at Li Qiuxian holding up the gun, the fear in Xiaole's eyes suddenly magnified to the extreme: "Don't..."
Chapter completed!