Chapter 1106 The real 7-star gun
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Wan Li Yu
Boom boom boom!
On the ring, as soon as the seventh gun appeared, a huge explosion sounded immediately.
The entire arena was shaking under the huge shock wave, and smoke and dust were rising.
After a long time, the smoke dissipated.
Two figures stood on the tattered ring, one holding a knife, the other holding a gun, one was spotless, and the other was covered in blood.
The one who was spotless was naturally Guan Yuefei. Apart from his extremely pale face, he was not seriously injured at all. As for Zhang Yifeng, although he finally offset the third knife, he still suffered serious injuries, with wounds all over his body.
But even though his whole body was covered with wounds, and even though his chest kept rising and falling, he still held his spear and slowly straightened his waist. He looked at Guan Yuefei, suddenly grinned, and said, "I'm sorry, I slapped you in the face again. In three moves, you don't seem to have defeated me."
Even though he has always been at a disadvantage, Zhang Yifeng is still calm and calm. You know, he didn't even use the Battle Immortal Body. Now it seems that there is indeed no need to use the War Immortal Body.
As soon as Zhang Yifeng's words came out, the disciples of Shenglong Peak immediately sneered.
"Trash from the outer courtyard, you still have no shame, but you can still laugh. Even if Senior Brother Guan doesn't defeat you with three moves, so what, can you still fight with your body?"
"Yes, you are still the loser of Senior Brother Guan. Although I don't know where you learned the Seven-Star Divine Spear, Qianlong Peak's Seven-Star Divine Spear is nothing more than that, not at all as good as my Shenglong Peak's Three Killing Sword! "
On the ring, Zhang Yifeng did not speak, he just shook his head lightly. Then under everyone's astonished gaze, he raised the spear in his hand again, the tip of the spear still pointed at Guan Yuefei.
Then, he spoke with a calm expression: "Do you know why I said I will defeat you in four moves, instead of three moves, or two moves?"
Zhang Yifeng's sudden question made Guan Yuefei stunned. He didn't know why Zhang Yifeng would ask this question. He looked puzzled.
Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly, and did not wait for Guan Yuefei's answer, but asked and answered his own question: "Because I know that there are three styles of Shenglong Peak's three-kill sword technique!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of many disciples of Shenglong Peak changed, and some even started to curse.
"You ant in the outer courtyard, you are simply too arrogant!"
"You are totally looking for death!"
The stupider disciples didn't understand the reason and asked: "What do Zhang Yifeng mean? Why are you so angry?"
"Are you stupid? You can't even understand this. What he means is that because there are three styles of Shenglongfeng's three-killing sword technique, so when he said that he could defeat Senior Brother Guan within four moves, he was giving Senior Brother Guan a chance to use three techniques. Killing knife!"
"What! This bitch actually means this! It's so arrogant!"
"It's so vulgar and unbearable!"
After understanding what Zhang Yifeng meant, all the disciples of Shenglong Peak were so angry that if they hadn't been too weak in cultivation, they would have wanted to go on stage and push Zhang Yifeng to the ground and beat him up.
On the ring, Guan Yuefei listened to Zhang Yifeng's words, and there was anger in his brows. At this time, Zhang Yifeng actually dared to say such words. As if he understood Guan Yuefei's thoughts, Zhang Yifeng spoke again.
"Do you think I'm talking big words? But, I can tell you with certainty that I, Zhang Yifeng, never talk big words."
"From the time I came to power to now, you must think that every move I make is very arrogant, right? Unfortunately, I don't think so, because what I say is all true. My arrogance and arrogance come from my strength. Yes. Arrogance in strength is never called arrogance, but called confidence!"
"I said I can defeat you within four moves, and I will never take more than four moves! Now, your three moves are over, and it's my turn to take action. I'll defeat you with the next move!"
The next move, I will defeat you.
Zhang Yifeng's voice kept floating around.
The Qianlong Peak disciples felt short of breath and accelerated blood flow. This battle was full of twists and turns, and Zhang Yifeng could always say something that made their bloodline swell.
It's a pity that Zhang Yifeng is not from Qianlong Peak. If he were a disciple of Qianlong Peak, he would be much relieved.
"You defeated me? What a joke! What did you use to defeat me? Even your seventh shot is no match for me."
On the ring, Guan Yuefei's voice came. I can still remain calm up to now, and this mentality is indeed worthy of admiration. But sometimes, being too calm is not a good thing. Because if you are too calm, you will lack passion.
"Really? It's just that you haven't seen the real Seven-Star Divine Spear."
Zhang Yifeng spoke calmly.
"If you talk hard, then I'll see what you say."
Guan Yuefei sneered and raised the knife in his hand again. Zhang Yifeng's arrogance made him unable to bear it any longer.
At this time, if this kid is still so stubborn, then kill him.
One more blow and cut this kid in two.
The violent aura condensed again, and the knife-shaped storm quickly took shape.
As soon as the sword-shaped storm appeared, the disciples of Qianlong Peak immediately changed their expressions.
"No, the aura of this sword seems to be more violent than the last time!"
"Could it be that Guan Yuefei didn't use all his strength last time! Instead, he showed mercy. That's too bad!"
This sword was obviously more powerful than the last time.
This sword is Guan Yuefei's full strength.
"Haha, this is the result of pretending! If you are shameless, you are asking for death!"
"Senior Brother Guan, well done, you can relieve your anger by chopping this kid into pieces!"
On the ring, feeling Guan Yuefei's more powerful aura, Zhang Yifeng smiled instead of being surprised: "Well done! Let me show you what the real Seven-Star Spear is!"
Zhang Yifeng's voice was still floating, and the spear in his hand had already moved.
The gun is a gorgeous gun!
A gun is a beautiful gun!
Zhang Yifeng held a spear and turned it into a meteor, quickly hitting Guan Yuefei.
Everyone felt their eyes blur, and a cold light appeared in the sky.
However, after a bit of cold light appeared, there was no second cold light!
Just the first shot?
Just when everyone was confused, Han Mang held up his long tail, as if he had transformed into a divine dragon!
Although it was just a bit of cold light, a terrifying aura suddenly appeared in the entire martial arts training ground. It was so heavy that everyone could hardly breathe, as if there was a wild beast watching them from behind.
In the stands, the Qianlong Peak Master's pupils kept shrinking, and he even stood up from his seat in surprise.
Is this the Seven-Star Divine Gun?
But, he can't do this shot either!
……
The cold light transformed into a dragon, and it disappeared in a flash at an extremely fast speed.
Just in the blink of an eye, the cold light disappeared.
Before everyone had time to figure out what happened, Zhang Yifeng's voice came from the ring.
"you lose."
Only then did everyone realize that Zhang Yifeng had appeared behind Guan Yuefei at some point.
Guan Yuefei, on the other hand, still held the big knife and looked like he was attacking. The only difference was that the knife-shaped storm that had just condensed had long since dissipated, and at some point, a spear was inserted into Guan Yuefei's right chest!
On the ring, as soon as the seventh gun appeared, a huge explosion sounded immediately.
The entire arena was shaking under the huge shock wave, and smoke and dust were rising.
After a long time, the smoke dissipated.
Two figures stood on the tattered ring, one holding a knife, the other holding a gun, one was spotless, and the other was covered in blood.
The one who was spotless was naturally Guan Yuefei. Apart from his extremely pale face, he was not seriously injured at all. As for Zhang Yifeng, although he finally offset the third knife, he still suffered serious injuries, with wounds all over his body.
But even though his whole body was covered with wounds, and even though his chest kept rising and falling, he still held his spear and slowly straightened his waist. He looked at Guan Yuefei, suddenly grinned, and said, "I'm sorry, I slapped you in the face again. In three moves, you don't seem to have defeated me."
Even though he has always been at a disadvantage, Zhang Yifeng is still calm and calm. You know, he didn't even use the Battle Immortal Body. Now it seems that there is indeed no need to use the War Immortal Body.
As soon as Zhang Yifeng's words came out, the disciples of Shenglong Peak immediately sneered.
"Trash from the outer courtyard, you still have no shame, but you can still laugh. Even if Senior Brother Guan doesn't defeat you with three moves, so what, can you still fight with your body?"
"Yes, you are still the loser of Senior Brother Guan. Although I don't know where you learned the Seven-Star Divine Spear, Qianlong Peak's Seven-Star Divine Spear is nothing more than that, not at all as good as my Shenglong Peak's Three Killing Sword! "
On the ring, Zhang Yifeng did not speak, he just shook his head lightly. Then under everyone's astonished gaze, he raised the spear in his hand again, the tip of the spear still pointed at Guan Yuefei.
Then, he spoke with a calm expression: "Do you know why I said I will defeat you in four moves, instead of three moves, or two moves?"
Zhang Yifeng's sudden question made Guan Yuefei stunned. He didn't know why Zhang Yifeng would ask this question. He looked puzzled.
Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly, and did not wait for Guan Yuefei's answer, but asked and answered his own question: "Because I know that there are three styles of Shenglong Peak's three-kill sword technique!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of many disciples of Shenglong Peak changed, and some even started to curse.
"You ant in the outer courtyard, you are simply too arrogant!"
"You are totally looking for death!"
The stupider disciples didn't understand the reason and asked: "What do Zhang Yifeng mean? Why are you so angry?"
"Are you stupid? You can't even understand this. What he means is that because there are three styles of Shenglongfeng's three-killing sword technique, so when he said that he could defeat Senior Brother Guan within four moves, he was giving Senior Brother Guan a chance to use three techniques. Killing knife!"
"What! This bitch actually means this! It's so arrogant!"
"It's so vulgar and unbearable!"
After understanding what Zhang Yifeng meant, all the disciples of Shenglong Peak were so angry that if they hadn't been too weak in cultivation, they would have wanted to go on stage and push Zhang Yifeng to the ground and beat him up.
On the ring, Guan Yuefei listened to Zhang Yifeng's words, and there was anger in his brows. At this time, Zhang Yifeng actually dared to say such words. As if he understood Guan Yuefei's thoughts, Zhang Yifeng spoke again.
"Do you think I'm talking big words? But, I can tell you with certainty that I, Zhang Yifeng, never talk big words."
"From the time I came to power to now, you must think that every move I make is very arrogant, right? Unfortunately, I don't think so, because what I say is all true. My arrogance and arrogance come from my strength. Yes. Arrogance in strength is never called arrogance, but called confidence!"
"I said I can defeat you within four moves, and I will never take more than four moves! Now, your three moves are over, and it's my turn to take action. I'll defeat you with the next move!"
The next move, I will defeat you.
Zhang Yifeng's voice kept floating around.
The Qianlong Peak disciples felt short of breath and accelerated blood flow. This battle was full of twists and turns, and Zhang Yifeng could always say something that made their bloodline swell.
It's a pity that Zhang Yifeng is not from Qianlong Peak. If he were a disciple of Qianlong Peak, he would be much relieved.
"You defeated me? What a joke! What did you use to defeat me? Even your seventh shot is no match for me."
On the ring, Guan Yuefei's voice came. I can still remain calm up to now, and this mentality is indeed worthy of admiration. But sometimes, being too calm is not a good thing. Because if you are too calm, you will lack passion.
"Really? It's just that you haven't seen the real Seven-Star Divine Spear."
Zhang Yifeng spoke calmly.
"If you talk hard, then I'll see what you say."
Guan Yuefei sneered and raised the knife in his hand again. Zhang Yifeng's arrogance made him unable to bear it any longer.
At this time, if this kid is still so stubborn, then kill him.
One more blow and cut this kid in two.
The violent aura condensed again, and the knife-shaped storm quickly took shape.
As soon as the sword-shaped storm appeared, the disciples of Qianlong Peak immediately changed their expressions.
"No, the aura of this sword seems to be more violent than the last time!"
"Could it be that Guan Yuefei didn't use all his strength last time! Instead, he showed mercy. That's too bad!"
This sword was obviously more powerful than the last time.
This sword is Guan Yuefei's full strength.
"Haha, this is the result of pretending! If you are shameless, you are asking for death!"
"Senior Brother Guan, well done, you can relieve your anger by chopping this kid into pieces!"
On the ring, feeling Guan Yuefei's more powerful aura, Zhang Yifeng smiled instead of being surprised: "Well done! Let me show you what the real Seven-Star Spear is!"
Zhang Yifeng's voice was still floating, and the spear in his hand had already moved.
The gun is a gorgeous gun!
A gun is a beautiful gun!
Zhang Yifeng held a spear and turned it into a meteor, quickly hitting Guan Yuefei.
Everyone felt their eyes blur, and a cold light appeared in the sky.
However, after a bit of cold light appeared, there was no second cold light!
Just the first shot?
Just when everyone was confused, Han Mang held up his long tail, as if he had transformed into a divine dragon!
Although it was just a bit of cold light, a terrifying aura suddenly appeared in the entire martial arts training ground. It was so heavy that everyone could hardly breathe, as if there was a wild beast watching them from behind.
In the stands, the Qianlong Peak Master's pupils kept shrinking, and he even stood up from his seat in surprise.
Is this the Seven-Star Divine Gun?
But, he can't do this shot either!
……
The cold light transformed into a dragon, and it disappeared in a flash at an extremely fast speed.
Just in the blink of an eye, the cold light disappeared.
Before everyone had time to figure out what happened, Zhang Yifeng's voice came from the ring.
"you lose."
Only then did everyone realize that Zhang Yifeng had appeared behind Guan Yuefei at some point.
Guan Yuefei, on the other hand, still held the big knife and looked like he was attacking. The only difference was that the knife-shaped storm that had just condensed had long since dissipated, and at some point, a spear was inserted into Guan Yuefei's right chest!
