Even though she was filled with rage, Mu Yunqi could only focus all her energy on dealing with the attacks from the three parties.
Although every shot failed to hit Mu Yunqi's vitals, Mo Zihan still saw the dawn of victory. There were eight bullets in her gun chamber, and now every bullet hit the enemy, even if every shot failed
Even if she hits the vital point, 8 shots can leave holes all over her body.
The more her combat effectiveness is reduced, the greater her chances of winning.
The fourth shot was about to be fired, but this time, Mo Zihan was aiming for Mu Yunqi's right lung. Even if she could dodge, it would still hurt her right shoulder or right hand.
Her left hand and left shoulder were already injured. If her right shoulder and right hand were injured again, it would not be impossible for them to kill Mu Yunqi with their own strength.
But just when Mo Zihan was about to fire the crucial fourth bullet, a fierce palm wind struck her from behind.
Mingtang's brothers are almost in the inner circle, but she, in order to facilitate the transfer of positions, is in the outer circle.
At this moment, such a powerful internal force was attacking her, she must be someone from the Evil Spirit Sect.
Mo Zihan was shocked and could only give up the attack on Mu Yunqi and ducked to the left to avoid it.
Avoiding attacks from behind was no problem for Mo Zihan.
The key is that in a duel between masters, you cannot give the opponent any breathing space, otherwise the entire situation may completely change in the next second.
And Mu Yunqi is exactly such a top player.
Just when Mo Zihan dodged to avoid the attack from behind, Mu Yunqi finally broke free from the shackles of the three parties.
She was so angry that she didn't care whether Mo Zihan knew the whereabouts of Sheng Lingtian. There was a little girl who should have known about it anyway, so Mo Zihan, who had caused her such misery, must pay for what she had done.
A price that would make her regret it.
Her left arm was so painful that she could hardly lift it. Mu Yunqi exerted her inner strength to the maximum, flew up, used her right arm to exert force, and struck Mo Zihan with a blow that was enough to knock her out of her wits.
Mo Zihan, who had just escaped the attack from behind, had not yet stabilized her body when she saw Mu Yunqi strike at her, and he was already very close to her. It was impossible to escape.
At this time, Yi Wuchen, Leng Feng and the other brothers from Mingtang were all in the inner circle. How could their speed compare to Mu Yunqi?
Mo Zihan's heart sank slightly, knowing that there was no chance of survival, so he didn't even bother to hide, he stood still and raised his gun to shoot Mu Yunqi in the heart.
"Han'er!"
"Sister!"
"Sister Mo!"
At the same time, cold wind sounded from behind, and the deafening, almost desperate calls of Yi Wuchen, Ming Cousins and Sheng Qing came.
The corners of Mo Zihan's lips raised meaninglessly, but her eyes held too much nostalgia for this world.
She really couldn't bear to leave, because she had found the love of her life, but before she had time to enjoy the rest of her beautiful life, she had to separate from this world again.
Take off...
Mo Zihan silently called the name of the person she wanted to see most in her heart, and before Mu Yunqi had time to dodge, he accurately shot the bullet into her heart.
Just when everyone thought that Mo Zihan was bound to die, just when Mo Zihan pulled the trigger, a white figure rushed to the middle of Mo Zihan and Mu Yunqi at a very fast speed like a bow and arrow.