Chapter 1115: Seventh shot

On the ring, Guan Yuefei held a big knife, full of heroism. Standing in front of Zhang Yifeng, he looked at Zhang Yifeng condescendingly, with a confident smile on his mouth.

"Why? Can't you hold on? Then how can you resist my next attack."

Guan Yuefei's flat voice came. After a pause, he said again.

"Of course, if you admit defeat now, you still have time. Otherwise, the injury will be more than that light. Maybe, you will die!"

"Perhaps, it will die!"

Guan Yuefei's voice kept reverberating around, he held a big knife on his shoulder, and the grin on the corner of his mouth was full of the taste of a winner.

With physical skills and triple-killing swords, Guan Yuefei dared to fight even the third-layer cultivator in the Silent Period, how easy it was to deal with Zhang Yifeng.

A knife in hand, full of pride!

One knife in hand, I have the world!

"Zhang Yifeng..."

In the stands, Shi Feiyan and Zihuang's nerves are tense, are they finally showing their defeat?

Shenglongfeng Guan Yuefei is indeed too powerful. Zhang Yifeng's full shot was not Guan Yuefei's opponent.

"It seems that this year's No. 1 is still Shenglongfeng, and what did Guan Yuefei just say? Does it mean that he will have more powerful attacks later."

"What, a more powerful attack, could it be... the third cut!"

The expressions of Qianlongfeng's people are very solemn. If Guan Yuefei learns the third cut, Zhang Yifeng in the outer courtyard is really dangerous. It's better to give up now and leave the green hills without worrying about firewood. After all, Zhang Yifeng is much younger than Guan Yuefei.

With the talent shown by Zhang Yifeng, he is absolutely qualified to join the inner courtyard. Four years later, he is another hero.

On the ring, Zhang Yifeng glanced down at the wound on his chest, then picked up the spear on the ground and slowly stood up.

Sure enough, if you don't use the battle fairy body, you still suffer a bit.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng did not admit defeat. Instead, he stood up, pointed at Guan Yuefei with the tip of his gun, and said lightly: "Two tricks."

Zhang Yifeng's meaning is very obvious, you said three strokes defeated me, but now two strokes have passed. What kind of face do you have?

"Since you are looking for death, don't blame me."

Guan Yuefei shook his head, and then turned to look at the seniors around him.

"You all saw it. I gave him the chance to admit defeat, but he didn't cherish it."

Although Guan Yuefei's words were plain, he was confident, and seemed to believe that Zhang Yifeng would be defeated by him and his life would be in danger.

"Since you let me make the third move, let you see my third sword at Shenglongfeng!"

As soon as Guan Yuefei's words fell, everyone's bodies trembled.

The third cut! Guan Yuefei really mastered the third knife. I have to say that Guan Yuefei's talent is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people. Jingyun at Qianlong Peak was not even worse than Guan Yue flying here.

"I ask you one last time, if you admit defeat, if you admit defeat now, it's still too late!"

Guan Yuefei asked Zhang Yifeng again, to be honest, he didn't want to accidentally kill Zhang Yifeng. The power of the third knife is beyond his control! If Zhang Yifeng died, Shenglongfeng would lose an outstanding disciple.

Guan Yuefei knew that Zhang Yifeng's talent had already given the peak master a love of talent.

"Too much nonsense. Don't you want me to see your third cut? Hurry up."

On the ring, Zhang Yifeng answered flatly.

Stayed, everyone stayed.

Is this Zhang Yifeng confident or mad? Guan Yuefei has given him steps several times, but he has kicked them off!

"The garbage in the outer courtyard is really shameless!"

"Brother Guan, why do you talk so much nonsense to such a person who likes to pretend to be aggressive! Beat him to death and make him arrogant!"

"Yes, kill him!"

The disciples of Shenglongfeng couldn't see it at all, and began to curse.

On the ring, Guan Yuefei's face was also a little ugly, he said everything that should be said, since Zhang Yifeng doesn't appreciate it, let him die.

If you want the third cut, I will give you the third cut.

"Behead the knife!"

Suddenly, Guan Yuefei let out a cold drink, and then the knife in his hand moved again!

With a single blow, a terrifying storm suddenly formed, and the violent breath was released from the storm.

The third knife seemed to be the fusion of the first knife and the second knife, and then the third knife was formed, the behead knife!

With a single cut, it directly forms a knife-shaped storm, just like a raptor.

Although the storm looked loose, no one doubted the power of this blow, the power of this knife, absolutely terrifying, killing people beyond the level was easy.

"dead!"

With a low drink, Guan Yuefei cut it off with a knife, and the knife-shaped storm whizzed towards Zhang Yifeng instantly.

Wherever the knife-shaped storm passed, the ring was cracked and stone chips flew.

"No, go back!"

The spectators retreat quickly, these scattered stones are so powerful that if they are hit on the head, they will definitely end in bloodshed.

They just felt so pressured by the onlookers, so what about Zhang Yifeng, who was locked by the Qi machine?

"It's over, it's over!"

"This Zhang Yifeng is so big, he should admit defeat, now it seems that his life is in danger!"

Many Qianlongfeng disciples were sighing for Zhang Yifeng, Guan Yuefei could hurt Zhang Yifeng with the second cut, not to mention this terrifying third.

In the crowd, Lan Xianghan also clenched his fists, looking very worried.

Is this kid confident enough? Or do it yourself?

On the ring, the dust was flying, and the knife-shaped storm completely submerged Zhang Yifeng's body.

The muffled rumbling sound was endless, and the whole ring became tattered. The originally two-meter-high ring became only one-meter high and was destroyed in half.

"It's over, it's over!"

The disciple of Qianlong Peak kept sighing, how would Zhang Yifeng resist such a terrifying blow? I'm afraid it's dead.

"No, it doesn't seem to be dead!"

Just as these people sighed, a cry of exclamation suddenly came.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then stared intently into the smoke.

"This this……"

At this look, everyone was shocked.

Amidst the turbid smoke and dust, all of a sudden, a lot of cold light appeared.

The reason why the spectators are sluggish is because of the number of Hanmang, carefully count, this Nima, it seems to be seven Hanmang.

Yes, after the sixth cold light appeared, the seventh cold light appeared again.

Even in the smoke and dust, these cold lights are dazzling.

After the appearance of the seventh cold light, a terrifying aura was released from the storm. Looking closely, there seemed to be an extra spiritual phantom in the storm. This phantom was golden, like a dragon.

Seventh Spear of Seven Stars: Jiaolong out of water!

Zhang Yifeng has mastered a complete seven-star gun.

I was dumbfounded, not only the disciples of Qianlongfeng were dumbfounded, but even Po Lao opened his mouth and eyes wide in shock.

At a young age, he has mastered the whole set of marksmanship. This talent is incomparable to anyone in Qianlongfeng.

After a short lag, the entire mountainside burst!

"Zhang Yifeng, you are amazing!"

"Zhang Yifeng, from today, you are my male god!"

At this moment, the entire mountainside broke out with a terrifying roar.