Chapter 207: Bombardment

The 207th chapter is smashed into slag

Yang Zhiwen was shocked and fell from the sky? Is this another fighting king?

He quickly and respectfully said: "Under the Qing Dynasty, I have seen the ancestors of Qingyun. I have seen my predecessors."

Qingyun Zongzhuzhu? Four Star Fighter?

There was a taunting color on the face of the cloth iron dress. "It’s ridiculous to say it."

The two heard the words, their faces were not good, but they were not allowed to show themselves because of the other's cultivation.

Yang Zhiwen had to say: "I don't know what the predecessors came from, what advice?"

"Do you know about Bai Shanzong?"

Cloth iron clothes cold channel.

Yang Zhiwen’s face changed slightly, and it was such a small change. He was also seen in the eyes of the iron cloth. He sneered: “It seems that you know it, say it quickly.”

"No, is this person related to Bai Shanzong? How can this be good?"

Yang Zhiwen flashed a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Predecessors, we don't know about Baishanzong. You asked the wrong person."

Yang Jingjing is very calm.

"The slaves of Bai Shanzong have come to you Qingyunzong. You told me that you don't know? If you don't say it again, wait for the end of your two people, just like it."

The cloth iron sneer sneered, and suddenly the palm of the hand was shot at the mountain gate of Qingyunzong. The archway that had just been repaired was immediately smashed and smashed, and the smoke of the sky was splashed.

The two were shocked by the power of the iron cloth. At this time, Qingyun Zong suddenly heard a laugh: "If you want to know what happened to Baishanzong, come in!"

"Yan brother! Isn't Ning Xiong know him?" Yang Zhiwen and Yang Jingjing were relieved, and the pressure on the iron jacket was very great. If they were not open, they were not sure if they could afford it. live.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

On the face of the cloth iron shirt, there was a sneer smile on his face. He walked directly toward Qingyunzong. He was a six-star emperor. He was fearless in this place, and no one could ambush him.

At the same time, Ning Qi has already placed all the 30 dragons and dragons, and waited for the other party to come in. When the cloth iron cloth just flew, Ning Qi saw his attributes, since it was bloody, it must be In order to avenge Qiu Wanli, Ning Qi does not intend to show mercy, that is, to let him go without return.

"Hey, there are them, how much I blasted the blood to kill the sect."

Ning Qi looked at the dragons and dragons and laughed at himself.

Cloth iron clothes went up in the chest and looked in the first time to see Ning Qi sitting in a large pear chair in the center.

I saw Ningqi Da Ma Jindao, one foot on the edge of the chair, one hand is very casually placed on it, sideways, looking at the cloth iron.

There was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This looks... you are! Hahaha, it doesn't take much time to get it! Are you killing Qiu Wanli?"

The iron cloth was just a little contemplative, and immediately laughed with ecstasy.

After the laughter was over, he looked at Ning Qi and nodded: "Well, the peak of the fighting spirit, can kill Qiu Wanli, who is known as the devil of the hundred, is indeed worthy of publicity, but unfortunately, you killed me. The blood of the murderer, such a reputation can not only not make you, but also harm you."

"I will give you two choices now. First, hand over the bucket, I will let you die. Second, I will take it myself. I will bring it back to the sect and die again. You choose it. ""

Ning Qi smiled and said: "Are you finished?"

"Ok?"

The brows of the iron cloth were slightly wrinkled.

"If you are finished, please see what is around you?"

Ning Qi’s joking road.

The cloth iron cloth glanced subconsciously. His face was first shocked. Then he was white and instantly saw only thirty silver dragon guns. He stood quietly in the corner. All the faucets were aimed at him at the moment.

"The Iron Dragon Cannon of the Kyushu Empire? Are you a Kyushu empire?"

The iron cloth was shocked.

The next moment, he immediately turned and fled, no matter whether the iron dragon cannon is true or not, he can not afford to gamble, thirty silver dragons cannons, even if the nine-star fighting, can not bear, let alone he is only six stars?

"I want to run, it’s late."

Ning Qi’s thoughts and movements, the body’s dragon martial arts were instantly evacuated and injected into the thirty iron dragon cannons. Only the faucet radiated a short silver light, and in a flash, a fist-sized silver cannonball was condensed. Qi Chao cloth iron clothes shot, the speed is fast, it is overwhelming!

At this time, the iron cloth is just flying away from Qingyunzong, and people are still in the air.

Yang Zhiwen did not know what happened, and looked at the figure of the cloth iron jacket. Then, behind him, a group of silver shells were fired and bombarded on the iron cloth.

"Do not!"

Cloth iron clothes are not willing to roar, the body directly turned into a powder, blown by the wind, dissipated without shadow, no trace.

Until he died, he couldn't understand, a simple task, how could he let himself crash into the ambush of thirty dragons and dragons?

"Hey! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Six Stars, but due to the use of external forces, in fact, it did not cause any damage to the Six Stars, and the experience value was reduced to 30,000 points."

“Hey! Congratulations to the host for getting a gambling package, please open it within 24 hours!”

"The silver dragon gun enters the cooling state, please use it after 24 hours."

"Oh, is there still a cooling state?"

Ningqi's brow wrinkled. Before that, there was no special description on the property. He only said that it could not be used continuously. I didn't expect it to last for 24 hours.

In this way, the Dragon Slayer is not as easy to use as it is supposed to be.

"God, this, what the **** is going on? Is he killed by Ning's brother?"

Yang Zhiwen stayed in the same place, and he couldn't believe it in his eyes!

Then Yang Jingjing quickly pulled him to run inside the sect. When the two saw Ning Qi, Ning Qi had already collected the Dragon and the Dragon.

"Ning brother, you actually killed a fighting king?"

Yang Zhiwen looked at Ning Qi as if he was watching a monster.

Yang Jingjing showed the color of worship, and did not know what to expect. His face was a little red.

Fighting king?

Ning Qi smiled slightly. In order to avoid scaring Yang Zhiwen's sputum, he did not tell him the true repair of the cloth iron, but said: "This person is the killer of the blood sect, I did not expect them to find it so soon. Here, I have to leave here first, otherwise I will be tired of your Qingyunzong."

"What? Blood kills the sect! How can you provoke this terrible sect!"

Yang Zhiwen's face was instantly pale, and this place was remote. He also heard the blood name of the murderer. This is why the Qing dynasty is not willing to provoke the existence!

Compared with other people, his Qingyun sect does not match people's shoes. Just a disciple can kill Qingyun Zong a hundred times in minutes.

Yang Jingjing showed a hint of worry in his eyes, and subconsciously pulled Ning Qi's arm forward: "Ning Big Brother, I am not afraid of you being tired of me, this time we have to face together!"