The God of War Challenging Heaven

He held a hegemonic battle knife and slaughtered the past towards Qin Yi. On top of that generous battle knife, the blood was loud and glaring, and the entire training field was a reflection of blood red. In a frenzy, the whole person turned into a shadow of dense numbness.

It's amazing!

Everyone around us was shouting.

However, the teenager from Huaxia looked at the shadow of Tan Zong, who had burst into density and numbness, and shook his head slightly with disdain: "But Yell. ”

His inner qi, wild surge, the whole person suddenly disappeared in place, that dense and numb Tan Zong fiction, all of a sudden empty.

The next moment, those dense mahjong Tan Zong fiction, disappeared, leaving only a real Tan Zong, stunned there, a sharp rise and fall in the chest.

He tried his best to strike, but it turned out to be empty. At this time, he was angry in his heart, you can imagine.

In fact, from the beginning to the present, Qin Yi played Tan Zong like a monkey in his hand.

Tan Zong and Qin Yi, are not at all a level of existence!

Suddenly.

That stood there, his chest jealous bear burning Tan Zong, only felt a little pain on the vest, as if there was an invisible force, stabbed him in a pair at a moment.

Killer!

What a powerful killer!

Tan Zongda was shocked, his heart was very uneasy, and he turned back hastily. Surely, he could only see behind him. The Huaxia teenager, his whole body and the smoke cloud gun in his hand, held a straight line, coming from 30 yuan outside, burst towards himself, fast to the limit, directly turned into a residue.

Tan Zong couldn't think much of it, tall body, just subconscious oblique flying up.

Boo!

The smoke cloud gun stuck to his collar and just past the line, stabbed him straight in the face.

Tan Zong was shocked by a cold sweat and had a feeling for the rest of his life after the robbery. However, Huaxia's attack was like a shadow. He had not had time to breathe. Huaxia's young man's long gun was suddenly picked up.

“Pong!”

Such an attack was too fast, Tan Zong could not escape at all. The Yan Yun Long Gun was harshly picked on his legs. Suddenly, Tan Zong only felt that both legs were almost severed by the Long Gun. His huge body was also like a leaf in the wind, without any weight, and directly picked dozens of heights.

He in flight, looking down, suddenly bitter, can only see Qin Yi below, already holding a long gun against the sky, that in the sun the head of Munson, pointed directly at his heart.

“Ah!”

This kind of scene makes everyone around the world shout out.

“Junior Warsaw, trying to kill me is not that easy! ”

Tan Zongroar, suddenly open mouth, a bite of blood sprayed on the battle knife, the battle knife saw the wind rise, between blinking eyes, it surged to full length, half width.

He held a full five-length World War Knife in his hands and danced wildly, dancing around himself, dancing an impervious knife wall.

“When!”

Qin Yi's gun tip, harshly over the knife wall, only felt his arm, also slightly numb, smoke cloud long gun lost its point.

Tan Zong, the tiger mouth of both hands, were all shaken, a flesh and blood blurred, that five-length World War knife, even more so, let go and flew to the side.

Tan Zongzheng was shocked and rushed to explode into the flying World War Knife. He looked at it and held it back in his hand, then quickly landed on the ground.

“Phew…”

Looking at this scenario, all around the people, this breathed out a long breath. Fortunately, Tan Zongzhen really deserved to be the number one master of Daliang. He was indeed mighty Geshi. In the face of this situation, he could all escape death.

“Tan Zong, you are the first master of Daliang, but strength, so rare and ordinary, I don't even have to show the strongest martial arts, enough to defeat you! Don't you have the last three swords of Dragon Slaughter 13? Show it out. ”

Qin Yiyang gun, pointed at Tan Zong, said faintly, Junyi's face, indifferent.

His words, undoubtedly like a cone, burst hard into Tan Zong's heart.

“Young Huaxia, you have to be crazy...”

Tan Zongroar, as the first master of the beam, not only did he not have the ability to kill the kid, but he was in the downwind all the time, which has caused him to sweep his face. Now, the kid is still so disdainful to himself. He didn't finish his sentence, it was a bloody spew.

I don't know if it was injured or angry.

Wiped off the corner of his mouth, the residual blood, Tan Zongnao looked at Qin Yi, and gently became a vulture to the extreme point, vomiting: “Okay, I'll show you the last three knives of Dragon Slaughter Type 13." ”

“Dragon slaughter type 13 - type 11! ”

Tan Zong burst into the drinking room, the five long Geshi war knife in his hand, cut Qin Yi in front of him in the space, on the sharp knife blade, suddenly burst out three full length swords, with the thunderous whistling sound, severely chopped to Qin Yi, the speed was so fast that he couldn't describe it, between blinking eyes, it was to chop Qin Yi's chest.

Qin Yi smiled faintly and raised the smoke cloud gun to a stop.

“Knock! ”

Three giant blood knives, at the moment of touching the smoke cloud long gun, suddenly broke open, that huge impact, impact Qin Yi, were all fierce and then took a few major steps back, the blouse hunting, full of dark hair, always backwards.

“Little sculpture trick. ”

Qin Yi raised his gun across his chest and smiled slightly, slowly.

Tan Zong's mouth corner, violently smoked, his own "Dragon Slaughter Model 13" type 11, actually only this Huaxia teenager, chopped back a few steps, this is too far from what he imagined in his mind.

He can't accept such a terrible picture!

“Junior Huaxia, die! ”

The heart had long been broken into pieces of Tan Zong, growled and struck out the twelfth type of "Dragon Slaughter Type 13", that five-length Ge World War knife, striving to split, from the previous three huge blood knife, into six pieces, towards the juvenile in front, cut into pieces.

“Buzz...”

Smoke clouds and long guns shook and shook with great intent to kill.

The teenager held an ancient longgun with one hand and suddenly stirred it. The ancient longgun suddenly withered and decayed. Six shocking swords split from Naqi were stirred to pieces.

The movement of Nathan Zong in front of him did not stop, the broad foot, a stamp on the ground, the whole earth, suddenly trembled, his huge body, through this stampede burst out.

In the blast, he had a staggering knife in his hand.

Dragon Slaughter Type 13!

And the strongest!

As he chopped the knife out, the endless killing intent was to fill every inch of space here, as if the entire training field were in the middle of nowhere, turning into an ancient killing ground, with a kind of breathless feeling.

And the bloody knife was turned into nine, nine bloody knife, as if it were nine blood dragons, towards the Huaxia teenager in front, whistling, suddenly completely submerged him, constantly hanging him.

“Haha, Huaxia teenager, my Dragon Slaughter Type 13, or is it not a sculpture trick? ”

Looking at the Huaxia teenager, who had completely submerged in the nine giant blood swords, Tan Zong laughed wildly and just felt comfortable. This immortal boy was finally killed by himself.

He knew very well that his "Dragon Slaughter Model 13", the last form of power, now Huaxia teenagers were hanged by thirteen blood knives, absolutely one piece at a time, there would be no second case.

However, in many cases, things are always against one's will.

Tan Zong's delightful laughter stopped suddenly, because in his room, the nine bloody swords in front, suddenly crumbled and opened, directly into nothingness.

He only had time to faintly open his mouth, a shadow, burst into the air, between blinking eyes, burst into front of him, he set his eyes and saw only a handsome face with a slight smile.

Next moment.

“Boom!”

A loud bang!

Yan Yun long gun, has swept hard on Tan Zong's body.

In Tan Zong's body, a sudden sound of "cracking” bone broken, huge body, directly flew out of only 100 feet open, fell on the ground, smashed a piece of dust flying.

“Tan Zong, it's obvious that your Dragon Slaughter Model 13 is still just a sculpture trick. ”

Breathe out gently, Qin Yiyang's gun pointed at Tan Zong on the ground, standing high above Tan Zong on the ground.

Qin Yi's last shot was not lightly swept. The skeleton on Tan Zong's body broke more than a dozen places. However, despite this, Qin Yi obviously had mercy from his men. Otherwise, it is now a corpse lying on the ground.

In any case, the purpose of his visit to the beam is to obtain Fire Lotus. He does not want to make things unpackable. Once this beam is killed by the first best hand, His Majesty, the beam really does not know what will become of rage.

Tan Zongjing lay still on the ground, his face was white as paper, and his mouth still shouted like an animal, his red eyes stared and emitted an unsatisfactory light.

At the same time, between his trances, he felt that the Huaxia teenager, who stood proudly in front of him, was an immortal emperor, mysterious, tall, great shore, who came here from that very distant, immortal year, shattering timeless...

- What? - What?

Daliang's number one expert, defeat!

How is that possible?

In such an end, all the people of Daliang, including His Majesty Daliang, were killed.

Throughout the training field, as if it were a large cemetery, it was silent and there was no sound.

All the people, like five thunder blasts, were stuck there, immobile, and they couldn't accept the ending.

God in their hearts was so defeated by a teenager from Huaxia, mightily defeated, and from the beginning to the end, the Huaxia teenager even behaved quite relaxed, seemed to have not done all he could!