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Chapter three hundred and thirty fifth fierce fight

In the Leviathan, Sarah and Planck confronted each other in the air.

Planck had noticed the crystal double guns she held in her hand, and she also saw Planck touching the lost pistol of the relics.

Just like the Western cowboy waiting for noon, at some point, two people looking at each other raise their guns and shoot at the same time and avoid attacks.

The gun shot out from the fire. Sarah rolled to the side while firing, hid behind a wooden barrel. She knew how powerful the large-caliber pistol was, and she could definitely pass through the skin nail to make a hole in her stomach.

Planck turned over and hid behind the pieced together throne, and the door was shot several holes by bullets. Sarah continued to shoot behind the cover and shot the throne into several charred holes.

Holding the crystal double gun, she looked even more firepower, and she beat Planck up so hard that she couldn't stand it.

Sarah was not complacent because of her absolute strength suppression. While shooting, she noticed the situation in the utility room.

The miscellaneous items in the room seemed messy, but they also provided various shelters perfectly. Planck's choice here as the place for the final battle may have a deeper meaning. Will a former pirate king be so cold and place so many miscellaneous items in the place where he drives his right to do so?

This is obviously abnormal.

While opening fire to suppress her, she kicked the wooden barrel at her feet calmly, and the things exposed inside made her sweat burst into cold sweat.

As there were more and more bullet holes on the throne, the bunker where Planck was hiding was about to collapse.

He could feel that the other party was a little anxious, and the frequency of shooting was getting faster and faster, as if he wanted to penetrate the wall and wipe him out behind the throne.

So he pressed a mechanism at his feet.

A loud noise of gear biting, a harpoon gun hidden under the canvas in the corner was activated.

Only a piercing sound was heard, and the dazzling lightning stopped abruptly.

Dead?

Planck took off his triangle cap, poked it out of the cover, pretending to appear to check the situation.

Sure enough, a beam of light instantly penetrated the triangle cap, and the broken cap flew out of Planck's hand, with hellish remaining heat left in the palm of his hand.

Pretending.

Harpoon didn't hit Sarah at all, and the ceasefire was just her trick, trying to expose him on his own.

Fortunately, he is quite cautious and can't make any mistakes in fighting such an opponent, otherwise he will be doomed.

Suddenly, a bang came from above the head, and the oil lamp placed at the top of the throne suddenly fell and fell into pieces at Planck's feet.

The lamp oil splashed, a ball of flame ignited, and Planck's red cloak was ignited.

He immediately put down his pistol and took off his cloak, but at this moment, he saw the flames projecting his shadow on the wall - his actions of taking off his clothes were clearly displayed on the shadow of the wall!

He knew exactly what this meant, and he was now in a state of inability to fight back.

Planck just realized something was wrong, but the rushing footsteps came, obviously this was Miss Doom's purpose.

He gritted his teeth, used all the strength to pull the bear's waist-thick teeth out of the mouth of the sea buzzard, and pulled off the flaming bulge and threw it into the air.

Sarah rushed over the throne and fell from the sky. A burning cloak came towards her, blocking her view. She shot several shots in succession and then stepped on the cloak and landed steadily.

She held a gun and guarded her front and back, but Planck had already moved his position while the red cloak blocked his sight, and there was no sign of people in front and back.

With a muffled groan, the severe pain almost drowns out her consciousness, but Sarah held on to the impact and her thoughts surged back like a tide.

This power is definitely not something that ordinary firearms can do!

"Damn it, it's Hex Technology!"
Chapter completed!
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