Peerless Divine Emperor

Chapter 161, The Wrath of the Gun King

"乾坤点剑."

"In the name of the dry, with the beauty of Kun, the essence of the knot, the world of everything..."

The obscure mouth was constantly revealed from Jingyun's mouth, and then he became a finger-sword in both hands, constantly changing in the air. Under these changes, in front of him, the momentum of a forward-looking trend continued to rise.

Finally, it condenses a little, and it is concentrated at the tip of Jingyun’s finger-sword. The light spot is getting bigger and bigger, and the momentum that comes out of it is getting stronger and stronger.

In the end, it will be very bright within a hundred meters of Jingyun.

Before, Jing Yunzhen was only five or six heavy, and the body was not rich enough. It was not perfect enough to display this style. It can even be said that only half of the power of this style was exhibited at the time, but now he, Wu Daoxiu Reaching the martial arts, the aura of the body is enough for him to use this style to the extreme.

"Go."

Jing Yun’s sword pointed out fiercely and rushed toward his right front.

"Right front? Isn't Fan Jian's stealth shot from the right front?"

Mu Shi poetry looked at this scene with dignity.

Rao is her, in the face of Fan Jian's move, it is difficult to find the attack trajectory of the stealth shot in a short time.

Unless the attack is within three meters of itself, there is a chance to detect it.

But now, Fan Jian has just displayed the attack, and the speed is fast. The distance from Jingyun should be at least seven or eight meters away.

At this time, Jing Yunxi was confidently lighting up his counterattack.

Once Fan Jian’s attack is not attacked from the right front of Jingyun, but from the rest of the direction, then Jing Yun’s is equivalent to completely exposing his body, and there is no time for resistance.

Therefore, Mu Shishi held his breath and prepared to help at any time.

Instead of letting Jing Yunxiao be smashed into a tortoise turtle hiding behind a woman, is it at least better than Jing Yunzhen?

Time passes by, everything happens between the electric and the flint.

Qiankun’s sword rushed away. In the position five meters away from Jingyun’s position, it was like a hit, and the momentum was slightly hindered.

It is also these obstacles that will force Fan Jian’s stealth shot to be visible.

"How can he know the attack trajectory of my shooting at such a long distance?"

Fan Jian saw it, and he was so devastated and suspicious.

"Jing Yunxiao actually guessed it right? No, he is not guessing, but he is confidently aware of it, but he is just a martial artist. How can the power of insight be so strong?"

Mu Shishi is also very surprised.

"Boom."

In the sky, the guns and swords are constantly flashing, and the booming sounds are rising, making Mu Shi’s poems and cold packs shocking.

A storm swelled from the intersection like a huge wave.

The surrounding boulders are broken and the old trees are broken across the waist.

Fan Jian’s body was also under the storm of Yuwei, and it continually retraced. Finally, it hit a huge stone and smashed the boulder. The sword only felt the blood in the body rolling, and the blood was constantly smashed. Spit out.

On the contrary, the Jingyun squatted, standing still in the same place, unscathed.

"This kid..."

The cold pack of the brain is dimly dark.

Jing Yunyi, who is full of martial arts, can actually suppress the Fan Jian of Lingwujing.

This is too unscientific, right?

“Is it because the inheritance he got in the inheritance allowed him to be so strong? But what exactly is that inheritance?”

In the midst of surprise, the cold eyes are still full of blazing heat.

For the uninformed inheritance of Jing Yunqi, he was very jealous.

"Fan Jian, you are so vulnerable, it really is a waste."

Jing Yunxiao smiled coldly at Fan Jian.

Fan Jian heard that his face was ugly to the extreme.

He was still unacceptable for a time, and he would suffer in an angry position.

"Why, now you should know for yourself who is the tortoise king and eight lambs? If I were you, then I would continue to shrink to the cold pack of the old Wang Ba, and honestly be a soft egg."

Jing Yun霄 deliberately stimulated the road.

Fan Jian was very uncomfortable, and Jing Yun’s sentence was very exciting.

On the spot, I was angry and angry.

"Do you think you really won me? Do you think I have this ability? Do you think I really have nothing to do with you?"

"Dark gun, the wrath of the gun king."

Fan Jian bite his tongue and a spurt of blood spurts on the black gun in front of him. The black gun trembles violently from black to dark red. A **** smell spreads from the gun body. Open.

When the **** gas spread to Jingyun's body, Jing Yun's body blood began to boil, as if he had been subjected to a huge suction force, he continued to rush to the outside.

The blood rushed out and merged into the dark red rifle, but the momentum that exploded above the gun body became stronger.

"Take a gun as a guide, supplemented by own blood, so that the dark red gun creates a **** world, constantly consuming the blood of others, thus contributing to their own momentum? This Fan Jian has mastered such a magical method."

Jing Yun’s heart is secretly indulged.

"Fan Jian, stop. You haven't succeeded in practicing the Dark Magic, and you must never act rashly."

The cold pack changed color and shouted.

Obviously, it is too late for him to stop at the moment.

Because Fan Jian is angry, he has completely immersed himself in the offensive, and he is indifferent to the cold pack.

There is only Jingyun in his eyes, and there is only one thought in his mind.

That is Jingyun must die.

"go to hell."

The blood is getting more and more full, and the **** smell around it is getting richer.

Fan Jian's face is very incomparable. When he manipulates the dark gun, he will use the momentum of the storm and the gun to point to the clouds.

"Bad boy, be careful."

Mu Shishi sipped a low voice and wanted to shoot.

The fascinating cloud is completely unchanged. Looking at the strong attack of the other side, he smiles lightly and gently, and the corner of his mouth evokes a cold arc.

"I am a great trick, I didn't expect it to be a mental retardation."

Jingyun snorted.

That way, it seems that I don’t put Fan Jian’s attack in my eyes.

In fact, Jing Yunyi really did not put the other side's attack in his eyes. He stood there, and the feeling of calmness was even more calm than any previous shot.

Before, he also intended to use the spiritual market.

But now, he even gave up on this idea.

It’s not that the spirit market can’t pick up the opposite side, but Jing Yun’s absolutely no need to waste energy to show the spiritual market.

"Jing Yunhao, what are you doing?"

Mu Shishi saw Jing Yun霄 motionless and shouted anxiously.

"It's an idiot."

The cold bag licked the mouth.

"This time you will die."

Fan Jian is angry.

The next moment, the three faces are suddenly changed.