Chapter 36 When the battle is in progress

The huge sword in his hand blocked the roaring bullet, but Han Ping's figure also stopped and even stepped back a few steps.

"What a terrible strength", Han Ping was secretly surprised. Li Yongqiang's power of each bullet was very strong. It seemed that he retained his strength even in front, which was worthy of his smile.

When Han Ping was moved, two guns appeared in Li Yongqiang's hand and suddenly opened them, and two blue and red dragons angrily chanted towards Han Ping.

Smiling at the corners of his mouth, although Han Ping was reluctant to fight with Yang Lin and others, firstly because of friendship, and secondly because their strength was too familiar, he could basically predict what the next move should be. Although he did not fully know it, he would not deal with the trouble.

The giant sword was raised from the front of his chest, and the space rippled, and the sound of tearing the space came out. It condensed against the two roaring dragons. An invisible sword spirit, dozens of feet. In the process of cutting down, it was divided into two and met two dragons.

After Han Ping waved a sword, he stepped out one after another, and the distance was shortened little by little. The bullets shot at him anytime and anywhere. Han Ping could also hide and could not be blocked.

Looking at Han Ping, a scorching light flashed in Li Yongqiang's eyes. The two pistols were combined and attacked Han Ping with a "bang".

A blue and red light ball, shaped like a dough, twisted and twisted blasted towards Han Ping. Everywhere, the ground was a loud bang. The ground broke open, and hard stones were mixed in the light mass and connected to Han Ping.

Han Ping was waiting, and the huge sword in his hand trembled with excitement. When he was about to split the light ball, he was in second place, turning into a blue and a red rainbow, attacking Han Ping left and right.

The giant sword was inserted into the ground, and the left and right hands were opened. Two red light balls appeared and instantly increased and turned into the size of a basketball. Two red beams of light that were nearly 100 feet touched the blue and red light mass and collided. A thunder sounded between heaven and earth, and then everyone was blind. After several breaths, it gradually improved.

At this time, Han Ping's figure had long been in place, but stepped on a wonderful step towards Li Yongqiang. The huge sword inserted on the ground felt Han Ping's call. After buzzing, it flew up from the ground, drew a streamer in the air, and appeared in Han Ping's hand.

"Imperial soldiers are psychic", and there are surprised voices in mid-air, and they can't stop envy and jealousy. They know how important such weapons are to a warrior.

In mid-air, hundreds of meters away from Li Yongqiang, Han Ping's sword split, but a simple sword caused the roar of elements, and a flame cross fell from the ground, covering all Li Yongqiang's routes.

As soon as the gun was collected, several thin swords appeared in Li Yongqiang's hand, even containing a handful of wind elements, which rolled over and attached to him. Suddenly, a tornado rose out like a pillar and went towards the flame cross.

The flame cross only touched the tornado and was completely assimilated. It actually merged into it and rolled towards Han Ping.

The flame tornado is fierce and violent. Wherever it passes, even the hard ground is blown up several inches, mixing in the tornado to enhance its defense.

In mid-air, the heat flashed in his eyes, and his tongue added his lips. Han Ping was completely excited, and the battle with Li Yongqiang made him completely excited.

The space element roared harshly, like a tsunami wave, gathered on the body of the giant sword. Between the shaking of the figure, it came to the top of the flame tornado.

Under a sword, a hundreds of feet of invisible sword spirit split the flame tornado from the middle, and Han Ping's figure also cut down with the sword spirit.

With a sound of "ding", although the voice was light, it spread across dozens of miles. The two figures fell from the sky and fell to the ground. The gravel flew separately. Han Ping's giant sword was cut on Li Yongqiang's several thin swords. Li Yongqiang's feet sank into the ground, and the two competed for strength in this way.

There are more and more small cracks in the ground, and gradually they are slowly broken, and pieces of boulders float in mid-air.

"Spirit of the Wind", with a loud shout, Li Yongqiang knew that he could not compare with Han Ping, but now he was trapped in passiveness and could only use his secret skills. Between the rise of cultivation, his wings gently flapped, the wind and clouds rolled, the hurricane roared, the broken stone into meteors, and splashed around with fire, making the ground trembling.

Han Ping's figure was thousands of meters away by Li Yongqiang's fan. Without any hesitation, the blood on his body rolled and caused the blood to explode. He knew his brother's strength. If he wanted to beat him, it was impossible not to show his strength.

Without the usual plainness and quietness, at this time, Han Ping seemed to have come out of hell, or the demon god who came out of the demon world. The blood gas turned into a huge blood flame, and even the beheading sword was shining with the blood light of Sensen, which looked extremely evil.

Li Yongqiang did not have the coldness of the past. The hurricane roared and roared all over his body, as if cheering for the excitement of the master.

A huge gun appeared in his hand, with a dazzling blue light. In one shot, a cyan light mass appeared. The light mass turned into two, two into four, and four into eight. Soon the sky was a dense cyan light mass like a wave, rushing towards Han Ping.

Feeling the light mass full of wind energy, Han Ping added his lips, his eyes bursting, and the huge sword shocked the sky.

The buzzing red, Han Ping's figure also turned into two, two into four, and countless figures in a blink of an eye. Each figure was roaring, and the fighting spirit surged. The red light ball in his hand appeared and burst into countless light masses, looking like a dream.

In fact, this is just an illusion of fast speed. It is not surprising that Han Ping can do this.

A series of blue and red lights collided and exploded, and the air waves after the explosion could directly blow ordinary soldier warriors to pieces, which shows how powerful they are.

Looking at the two-color light sphere that kept exploding, Li Yongqiang's figure retreated in an instant. After he retreated, a huge sword was cut in the air, and then Han Ping's figure appeared.

Looking at the retreating Li Yongqiang, Han Ping showed a wry smile. Sure enough, his brother knew his personality, and it seemed that the moves of sneak attack were useless.

The giant sword was left in mid-air. Han Ping clenched his fists, and a terrible force mixed with terrible elements and law forces began to condense in his hand. Finally, it was definitely bombarded out. Two dragons, one red and one yellow, intertwined, chanting angrily, spitting flames, stepping on the soil, and roaring away.

His eyes burst into light, and the air was condensed. Li Yongqiang actually felt that the air around him began to condense, obviously because Han Ping blocked his retreat with earth elements and space elements.

Since there is no retreat, Li Yongqiang is not ready to retreat.

Each hand resisted a giant gun, and the muzzle was combined into one. Together, it shot fiercely. Suddenly, the sky and the earth calmed down, and there seemed to be no other sound. It was not until a beast roar that people's hearts were pulled back.

Han Ping's eyes were shocked and remembered a passage he had read in mythological ancient books: the second son of the dragon, the dragon's body and the head, strong personality, brave and good at fighting, fighting, always holding a sword in his mouth, glaring, carving in the knife ring, sword handle swallowing mouth, to increase his powerful power.

Since Li Yongqiang's gun, he actually shot a mythical beast. Although he didn't look like a god, his body was arrogant and murderous. He shouted angrily at Han Ping, and then stepped on the wind and clouds.

With undisguised solemnness in his eyes, the power of this blow will fall here if he is not careful.

A few punches in a row, turned into a few hundred-foot fire dragons, surged away, and fought with the eyes. He knew that his casual attack could not destroy Li Yongqiang's move, so Han Ping brewed.

In the distance, Li Yongqiang, who was a little pale, looked at Han Ping's movements and showed excitement. Although this move made him uncomfortable, it was worth it to win a chance to take the lead.

Between the wind wings behind him, Li Yong strengthened a breeze and brushed his face towards Han Ping. He was about to fall into the well and win when Han Ping was busy dealing with his move.

The whole body gathered on the fist, and the three elements converged together. Han Ping grinned at this time and was bitterly by the explosive energy of the three series in his body. However, for him, this pain was nothing, just pretending to be painful, in order to create an illusion.

Feel the strength of the power in his hand, Han Ping's body rose from the ground and flew to the top. With a fierce pat, a big hand covering the sky with a fierce, heavy and mysterious breath, directly patted the bottom of the ring, and the big hand also landed. With a "bang", the big hand and the cane dissipated at the same time. Bursts of thick smoke blocked the sight of countless people.

In the smoke and dust, Li Yongqiang's eyes were full of excitement. A spiral sword appeared in his hand. His wings flapped back and turned into a breeze. In an instant, he came to Han Ping's side, and the spiral sword did not hesitate to press down.

Han Ping smiled at the corners of his mouth, pointed a little, and pointed at the center of the rotation of the sword in his hand, which was directly broken.

His eyes were even more excited. Li Yongqiang hid behind him with a thin sword in his right hand, shining a cold light and put it on Han Ping's neck.

Adding lips, Han Ping smiled more strongly, and his left fist collided with the thin sword, which was as big as a real red light ball.

Li Yongqiang's face changed and he was about to retreat, but a huge sword was roaring and mounting on his neck. The smoke and dust dissipated. The movements of the two appeared, and everyone who looked at them were stunned.

Han Ping was secretly glad that Li Yongqiang knew him, but he didn't know Li Yongqiang, so he took advantage of this to set up a game and finally won...

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