The God of War Challenging Heaven

Qin Yi couldn't help but get angry. Fu Yu and Shao Zhengqixiao were of little significance.

Time passed little by little. After some tangling, Qin Yi finally chose his target: “Shao Zhengqixiao's Liu Guan, Brother Liu. ”

Liu Guan, Ben, an inner disciple, stood out in the selection, killing the top ten elite disciples along the way.

“Haha, good, Brother Qin, don't see me behind Shao Zhengqixiao, I thought I was weak. ”

Liu Guan laughed twice and jumped out of the chair: “In the two previous rounds of the Wushu Guild, I know that you are the best, just in time, I would love to lead the teaching. ”

Liu Guan is a little older than Qin Yi. He is about seventeen or eighteen years old. He is strong and has a perfect mood. He made a long silver gun, nicknamed "Liu San Gun”, in the division door.

That means he's got three superior shots.

“Lu Yun Gun Type 1 - Silver Dragon Off the Sea! ”

Liu Guan's personality was very crisp. When he drank loudly, his torso burst forward and a silver gun stabbed straight at Qin Yi, the silver gun instantly turned into a silver flash, as if a silver dragon suddenly rushed out of the sea.

It seemed to pierce a void. Liu Guan's silver gun instantly stabbed Qin Yi. Around the end of the gun, an airflow opened.

Before the gun was stabbed, Qin Yi felt a sudden tingle in his chest.

Nice!

Qin Yi couldn't help but admire it.

He knew that it was a gun killing thought. If the gun didn't get stabbed, the gun killing thought would cause a lot of pain. This willow crown, sort of, captured the gun's true meaning.

Every weapon in the heavens and the earth has a sense of killing, passed down, and some of the peaks of the past ancient years can kill strong enemies simply by killing them.

Qin Yi did not dare carelessly, stomped his legs, and pulled back extremely quickly. However, the silver gun of Liu Guan was like a shadow accompanying him, always less than an inch from Qin Yi's chest. The killing of the gun was sharp, as if a real silver gun had stabbed Qin Yi's chest hard.

“Hopper Fist! ”

Qin Yiping punched the silver gun of Liu Guan, and the fierce entrance rushed and moved, compressing the surrounding air.

“Boom!”

Guns intersect.

At the intersection, a momentum suddenly burst open, and hit Qin Yi and Liu Guan hard. Neither of them could hold on to this momentum, and were beaten backwards to both sides by more than a dozen lengths to stabilize their footsteps.

“So powerful! ”

The two of them fought only one hand, and the people who watched the battle all felt the strength of the two of them, so they couldn't help but be amazed.

The high echelons of Ling Yumen on the bench were all slightly stunned, and some incredibly watched the two men fighting on the stage.

Guo Dusty's face became quite vivid. He smiled: "Liu Guan is a good boy. Turns out he hid his strength in the previous battle. Now Qin Yi challenges him. Because Qin Yi's previous momentum was too strong, Liu Guan no longer hid his strength and decided to fight it all. ”

“Yeah, this session of the Master Wu Guild is really special. Before Qin Yi and Yang Shiqi's performance, it was quite a surprise. Now, another willow crown was killed.” Another elder, happy to soften his head.

“This Liu Guan's Lu Yun shooting is brilliant, and he himself has learned the true meaning of the gun, which can lead to the killing of enemies. Seriously, it's not easy. This game, it's a strong pair of touches! ”

Gentlemen, the upper levels of the Spirit Feather Gate are all slightly hot-blooded.

“Lu Yun Gun Type 2 - Silver Dragon Dance Sky! ”

Above the ring, Liu Guan drank, his voice rushed straight into the clouds, his Lu Yun Gun Method Type 2, suddenly stabbed out.

For a moment, the silver gun in his hand gave the illusion that it was a giant silver dragon, not a silver gun.

“Ho ~”

In the trance, the giant “Silver Dragon” seemed to send a dragon tsunami, heavenly dance, and the momentum suddenly rushed towards the teenager on the other side of the ring.

Qin Yi stood on the ring as if it were a spear gun. His eyes curled slightly. He looked at the almost dragonized silver gun. In his chest, it was also a flash of fierce warfare. His clothes hunted and sounded, his head was full of dark hair, and there was no wind to automatic.

“Hopper Fist! ”

Qin Yi roared, the whole person jumped and waved his fists straight to the silver gun that seemed like a silver dragon dance heaven.

“Boom!”

Once again, the guns crossed, pounding their energy, and attacked the entire field.

The dragon shadow of the sky dance disappeared. It seemed to be a dragonized silver gun. It was instantly hit back into its original form. The pounding energy shook Qin Yi and Liu Guan again. Both of them could not help but turn their chests.

“Er...”

Many of the disciples who watched the war around them had already been shocked and unable to speak. Before that, they had only heard that Liu San Gun of Liu Guan was strong, but had never seen him really do it. Today, at first sight, this was only the second gun, and it had been stunned as if it were a dream.

And what is even more surprising is that Qin Yi received this stunning shooting with only the most basic fist technique of the master gate, "Ju Wang Fist".

“Really strong! ”

The elders on the bench gave this assessment to Qin Yi and Liu Guan.

The top five disciples in the division gate for the time being, are all different faces, Qiushao idle half squint eyes, faint face, not surprised by the waves, a highly unpredictable look.

That's the third row of Tong Hangan, over the corner of his mouth, but he's always hanging in the shade.

Strong?

That's just relative to some outside disciples or newly promoted inner disciples, and in his eyes, Qin Yi and Liu Guan's performance can only be regarded as normal.

Tong Hangan did have a proud capital, because heaven's attention received the seeds of flame, the attack power instantly doubled. Among the young disciples of Ling Yumen, he was only afraid to rank first in the Qiushao leisure, barely able to fight one.

“Lu Yun Gun Type 3 - Ten Thousand Homes! ”

Above the ring, Liu Guan stabbed Lu Yun's last shot.

This gun looks flawless, completely devoid of the hegemony and glamour of the first two shots, it is a common shot!

“What's the matter, this third shot of Liu Guan looks too weak, it's not as powerful as the first two shots! ”

With Liu Guan, the third type of Lu Yun gun was stabbed out of heaven, under the stage, a rather disdainful sound suddenly appeared.

Yet on that bench, several elders suddenly changed color, and Horde stood up from the chair.

“This willow crown really stunned me. I can't believe I've cultivated this set of Lu Yun shooting to the point of reversion. Ninety-nine into one fire. Just watch Qin Yi catch the next shot.” The doors of the Spirit Feather Gate are very relaxed and full of movement.

Above the ring.

At this moment, Qin Yi played the "Praise Father's Step" to the extreme. His figure almost turned into a shadow on the ring stage. However, this gun of Liu Guan was weird to the extreme. Whatever he avoided, that Cold Munson's gun was straight to his heart.

It's a dead end!

One shot, and I'll seal all my backtracks!

Qin Yi was amazed in his heart, and reverted to reality. Ninety-nine in one seemed to accommodate all the shooting methods in the world. Such a stunning shot could be repaired even if it was higher than Liu Guan's, he was afraid that he would be assassinated or seriously injured.

“Hopper Fist! ”

After finding that Liu Guan, the last shot, could not be avoided, Qin Yi chose hard spelling, drank loudly, and waved his fists to face.

The fierce entrance momentarily surged, even wrapping up the space around the fist to form a space vortex.

Although it is only the most basic boxing technique of Ling Yumen, the basic boxing technique of the great and full realm seems to accommodate all the boxing techniques in heaven and earth, and is naturally made.

“Boom!”

The shooting technique of the Great Full Realm collided with the fisting technique of the Great Full Realm. Qin Yi and Liu Guan burst out to both sides again, while the male inner strength emitted on Qin Yi's fist followed the silver gun of Liu Guan, as if it were a wave of heaven, and hit him hard.

“Psst!”

Liu Guan only felt on the chest, seemed to be suddenly struck by Wanjun's power, in the chest, suddenly a breath of blood flickered, an irrepressible bite of blood erupted.

Three shots over.

Liu Guan lost, eventually failed to defeat Qin Yi, the black horse born across the sky, Qin Yi black horse in the end.

The whole scene was extremely quiet and almost smelled like a needle.

All of them, watching the two teenagers on the ring, just now the first war was too amazing, but Qin Yi still won a little, eventually winning.

“Brother Liu, admit it! ”

Qin Yi smiled and pulled Liu Guan out of the ring. Liu Guan looked at Qin Yi in a somewhat miserable white face, just at the last moment of World War I, Liu Guan felt that the punch was not a teenager as young as 15 years old, but a god!

He hasn't done all he can!

“Thank you, I've lost, oral! ”

Liu Guan looked at Qin Yi with complexity and smiled at him.

“This teenager is getting more and more obscure. He actually won Liu Guan's near-perfect" Lu Yun Gun Law ”" Guo Wei dust on the bench. In his eyes, the unstoppable passing of excitement, as if he had just stunned himself on the stage.

“Common, just a little more proficient at practicing" Champion Fist. "” Puchan, the second-largest puchant, spoke softly.

Qiushao leisure is closed eyes, only eyes to support God, seems not to have any interest in Qin Yi and Liu Guan's stunning duel.

And the third ranked Tong Hangan, he also skipped his mouth rather disdainfully, he didn't see Qin Yi 10 days later, compared to 10 days earlier he had made any progress. When he saw it, Qin Yi merely relied on his own ambitious inner strength in the Xuando. He only hardened the willow crown in front of him.

“Brother Pu, do you mean Qin Yipu is common? ”

Yeung Shiqi over there turned his face and looked at Puchang. There was a hidden annoyance between the shallow eyebrows: “Brother Puchan, you commented so much on Qin Yi, but it was a little thin. Qin Yi was so stunned, you actually said it was common! ”

Faced with Yang Shiqi's patronage, Puchang was slightly stunned. Bias Yang Shiqi was also a red disciple. It was difficult to say guilt, and he had to look innocently at the next Qiushao leisure.

Qiushao did not speak, but smoked lightly with no trace of the corner of his mouth.

“Brother Pu is right. ”

Tong Hangan next to Puchang suddenly looked at Yang Shiqi with a faint smile: “Sister Yang, I will prove to you later, Qin Yi, it is indeed common. ”

“How did you...”

“Sister Yang, if some people say anything, let them go crazy for a while. ”

A faint voice interrupted Yang Shiqi's voice.

Slightly noisy scene, because of the sound of this sentence, suddenly completely quiet down, everyone couldn't help but follow this voice, only saw the handsome teenager, a faint smile, hands up to the foot room, full of strong confidence.

Looking at the young man's warm smile, the young woman's heart couldn't help but soften and gently nod her head: “Hmm. ”

Tong Han Gan was slightly stunned: “Just let us go crazy for a while? Interesting...”