Chapter 394: Dongfang Wins
Product; The method is struggling with the oriental arrogance. Hearing this, he took the opportunity to glance at it, and the ugly hand armor really carried a black spear, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed, but then he was a little puzzled.
He is good at making guns, so he pays more attention to all kinds of good guns. Peerless Divine Soldier "Dragon Slayer Spear." Where did it come from, and why had I never heard of it before?
Yan Bugui saw Quan Deming come out with a gun in his hand. Immediately, his face changed, and he guessed what was going to happen next, and immediately said to Yan Biao: "Mr. Yan is careful, Fuxian Island is going to put a treasure gun into the field, this gun is very likely to break Mr.'s long whip, and it must not fall into the hands of Dongfang Changao."
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Yan Biao stopped in mid-air, although he seemed relatively relaxed, but he didn't dare to get too close to Dongfang Changao, and he was always vigilant, afraid that Dongfang Changao would make another sneak attack, and he was really startled before. At this time, when he heard Yan Bugui's transmission, he was distracted and looked at Fuxian Wuna, and sure enough, someone came out with a gun, and he couldn't help but smile and said to Yan Bugui: "Yan Palace Master is too worried." The oolong whip in the hands of the three brothers is a top-grade magic weapon that the family master slaughtered a dragon that had been cultivated for thousands of years, and the dragon tendons were reversed and boiled to boil the bones. How can ordinary treasures be broken?"
Yan Bugui saw that this guy was a little underestimated, and reminded again: "Fuxian Island is not comparable to ordinary sects, the Jinyuan Treasure Spear in Dongfang Changao's hand is also a top-grade magic weapon, but it just happens to be restrained by Mr.'s Oolong Whip, and now the things that can be taken out to replace the Jinyuan Treasure Spear will definitely not be an ordinary thing, Mr. must not be careless!"
Yan Biao was alert, and the eyes of the two people in the air were focused on the gun in Quan Deming's hand. All factions also saw some clues, and knew that Fuxian Island had invited a powerful magic weapon. Quan Deming picked a good position with his eyes and said, "Elder Dongfang, prepare to pick up the gun!" With that, he threw the gun out of his hand vigorously.
A black shadow arced out and landed right on a large boulder protruding from the bottom of the valley. The black spear was directly inserted diagonally into the stone, and there was almost no sound, only a swarthy tail of the spear was exposed. The factions were taken aback, and sure enough, it was a treasure gun. Dongfang Changao, who was fighting, was slightly happy, and Yan Biao was slightly surprised, and the two immediately locked on the gun.
"Hey!" Dongfang Chang shouted arrogantly. Waiting for a long time is just waiting for the opportunity to find a way. Now the same door has invited the treasure to come out to rescue. Success or failure is pinned on the gun below, and there is no reason not to fight. The gun in his hand tried his best to shake out a hundred gun shadows, and the golden mangs swayed, forcing the oolong whip away. Dodge and quickly fall down,
"Oriental Break". Yan Biao shouted. He was also a little anxious at this time, and his fingers were pinched. The oolong whip chased Dongfang Changao, and he also chased down. The eyes of the audience were focused on the battle between the two, knowing that they had reached a critical moment.
A hundred meters above the ground, the sound of breaking wind hit, Dongfang Chang stopped arrogantly, turned around and shook the long whip with a few shots. Everyone thought he would be able to pick up the gun underneath now. Who knew that he looked up at Yan Biao, who rushed down, and shouted: "Kill." He also held the golden treasure spear and rushed up to the sky. Facing the shot and killing Yan Biao, the momentum is really brave.
Hedging on both sides. The speed was almost instantaneous, and Yan Biao originally wanted the long whip to entangle Dongfang Changao. He took the spear below so as not to worry about it. Who knew that Dongfang Changao turned around and rushed back again, as if he had set a trap waiting for him to drill.
The golden gun roared sharply, breaking through the air, Yan Biao was almost frightened, and hurriedly turned around and fled, but it seemed that it was still a little late. The two have already met. With a cold snort from Dongfang Changao. Jin Mang drew a rain of blood. "Ahh
The Xiuzhen Alliance immediately applauded. In particular, the hatred of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace screamed extremely loud and excited. Yue Qianchou nodded slightly, this Dongfang Changao is worthy of being Dongfang Changao, as long as he is given a chance. The ability to turn the tide in an instant is a very human being who can compare with his mind and decisiveness. No wonder it can be on Fuxian Island, the world's largest faction.
Although Yan Biao broke a leg, he still wanted to save his life, and he still ran for his life, but his vitality was greatly damaged, and his speed was much slower. Desperately fled in the direction of Yan Bugui and the others. shouted loudly: "Two senior brothers save me!"
Dozens". was pulled by the arm of a person next to him.
Those two can manage so much now. His junior brother is going to die, who cares about the rules. It's a big deal to admit defeat and leave. But the scene that worried the two the most appeared, Dongfang Changao had already chased after him, his face was as heavy as stagnant water, and he raised his gun above Yan Biao's head, and the two immediately shouted: "Be merciful!"
Yan Biao turned his head in horror, only to see a piece of golden light coming from him, "Dongfang Changao smashed the gun three times left and right, and the action was clean and neat, worthy of being a person who has been using a gun for a long time." "Ahh A few pieces of flesh and blood rained down with a terrible scream, falling to the ground, and Yan Biao was finished. The Xiuzhen Alliance applauded again,"
"Senior Brother". The two who were arriving exclaimed. The two of them raised their hands and pulled down the whip that was exactly the same as Yan Biao's body. Dongfang Changao turned around and left, with the most ...... The worker fell to the ground. Seeing that there is no end to it, the ownerless black long whip Zheng'an, raised his hand to take it into his hand, and threw it directly into the storage bag, which can be regarded as his trophy.
Seeing that the two people who were pulling the whip were picking up the broken corpse for Yan Biao, they looked at the broken leg in front of them, but they were afraid that the other party would not give up. Dongfang Changao first took out a handful of Hui Qi Pill and stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it, and at the same time stuffed the Jinyuan Treasure Gun in his hand into the storage bag, and turned around to hold the black gun handle on the big stone behind him. I saw that his eyes widened slightly, and he violently slammed the black "Dragon Slayer Spear" stuck in the stone. Pull out your hand and raise your gun to take a closer look.
The spear is cold. The swarthy and black one, the dragon claw holds the spear vertebrae, the Nine Dragons swim the spear body, the angry dragon spits out the cold blade, and the entire gun is almost covered by the fine scales of the dragon, and the end is extraordinary. Especially inside, there seems to be a huge force inside, and that terrifying power seems familiar. Dongfang Changao looked at the same door of Fuxian Island in surprise, he had never heard of such a gun in the door, if there was, he was afraid that he would have given it to himself a long time ago, and it was estimated that it would not have been delayed until now.
"Elder Dongfang, the first game is already your victory. Two offerings call you back. Dongfang Changao suddenly received Quan Deming's transmission, nodded slightly, his figure flashed, and flew back to Fuxian Island. The surroundings cheered, the Xiuzhen Alliance won the first battle, and all factions cheered.
"Elder Dongfang is really powerful!" Yue Qian praised happily. It really made him happy, and the gun didn't work. 50 million will be earned, even if you lose in the end, you can still earn 10 million, if you knew this, you shouldn't have made those 40 million.
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Dongfang Chang was stunned, why is this guy here, nodded and didn't say anything. But seeing Yue Qianchou stretch out his hand and say, "Trouble the Eastern Elder" Dragon Slayer Spear, return me. ”。 Is this gun yours?" Dongfang Changao looked at his fellow disciples in surprise, and finally his eyes fell on Quan Deming. The latter nodded silently and said: "I borrowed it from Yue Qianchou for emergency, and I promised him that I would return him after using one game."
"Must," Dongfang Changao's eyes lingered on the gun, a little reluctant, and after a little hesitation, he said categorically: "Yue Qianchou, you don't know how to sell this gun."
Yue Qianchou waved his hand and said: "If you don't sell it, you won't sell it, and no matter how much money you give, you won't sell it." Elder Dongfang should return the gun to me!"
At this moment, someone in the valley suddenly shouted loudly: "Monk in the middle of the tribulation, Yan Fang has come to accept the challenge. Dongfang is arrogant, but dare to come down and fight". Everyone on Fuxian Island looked at each other, it was none other than one of Zheng Yanbiao's senior brothers, and it seemed that he wanted to take revenge.
Dongfang Changao snorted coldly. turned back to Yue Qianchou and said, "Yue Qianchou, lend me the gun for another time, and return it to you when it is used up." ”
"Chang Ao!" Ji Nian stopped him, shook his head and said: "The first Fuxian Island has to come out, since we have already won, let the rest be sent by other sects! ”
Dongfang Changao stopped and pondered, knowing that the sect had sectarian considerations, so he couldn't help his personal impulse, looked at the people who were calling for war at the bottom of the mountain, and gritted his teeth and put the "dragon slaying spear" in his hand. Sent to Yue Qianchou. Yue Qianchou took it and touched it, stuffed it into the storage bag, and saluted Ji Nian: "After the challenge, the juniors will come to the seniors again."
Ji Nian nodded with a gloomy face, this gun cost Fuxian Island 50 million when he touched it, he knew that Dongyi Changao would kill the enemy like that, just throw something as an introduction, why spend that unjust money.
Yue Qianchou didn't care so much, and after withdrawing from the crowd of Fuxian Island, he shook back to the four major families. Ziyi poked his head over and asked curiously, "I saw it just now, and the gun that was thrown down seems to have been taken out by you?"
Yue Qianchou glanced at her, this cultivation is high, so many people are blocked by you. In fact, Ziyi didn't just see it. It should be that many people have seen it. Even if you don't see it, you can guess it. If Fuxian Island really had a treasure gun, he would have taken it out a long time ago, and he would have to surround him for a long time to get a gun, who else could it be if it wasn't his.
The senior brother of Yan Biao was still shouting: "What's the matter? Dongfang Changao doesn't dare to come out, don't you all dare to cultivate the truth in Huaxia? Are they all shrunken turtles? Who will fight with me!"
He shouted and scolded for a long time, but no one from the factions came forward. The key is that everyone knows the power of the whip from the battle of Dongfang Changao. Those with the same cultivation believe that they will not be better than Dongfang Changao. And the monks who are sure of the end of the tribulation are forced to play because of the rules, and for a while, people from all factions look at me, and I look at your whip trouble!
Yue Qianchou looked left and right for a long time, and seeing that everyone was still hesitating, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Hehe, since everyone is so polite, then I'm not polite Ziyi's eyes lit up and said, "Do you want to play?" His fighting style is always so new, she kind of likes to watch.
"Hehe, what do you say? You can't let people laugh at our Huaxia cultivation realm, no one!" Yue Qianchou pursed his mouth, drew a machete in each hand, and shouted: "I'm coming!"