Chapter 105 The Gun

Just by experiencing the momentum, you can determine the strength of this green man. As he strode closer, the wind became more and more rapid, and the roar hit his ears, as if thousands of troops and horses were plundering with him. There must be countless charge of golden horses, such as the body of the mountain and the flesh and blood of the sea to make such a murderous spirit. I don't know how many ghosts were buried under those two guns.

If such a master meets in the daytime, he may make Qin Yan happy to see him. But at this moment, he only has full of anger and an impulse to strangle the other party.

"That thief, report your name! It can be seen that even the king of Yan can't forgive your sins in the middle of the night!"

The green man showed a sneering look: "I haven't even heard of my name, which shows how narrow your knowledge is. If you are scared and trembling, go home and breastfeed, little brother!"

Yu Hanyan's expression was much calmer than Qin Yan's. She looked up and down at the man and said in a low voice, "My family has been looking forward to your name for a long time. You came from Yinshan Juyizhuang in the middle of the night, and you didn't come to preach to us, did you?

"Not on that day. It's just lonely in the middle of the night, smelling the fragrance of fresh blood here, and casually come to join in the fun. It's a surprise to meet a fairy. If you can cut off the fairy's head and go back to collect it, it will be even more surprising. I heard that the fairy's swordsmanship is divine. I don't know if it can satisfy my ruthless invitation?

"Since you know it's a mercy, you should also understand that whether you can be satisfied depends on your gun, not your mouth." Saying some ambiguous words, Yu Hanyan smiled coldly and waved his sword. The cold light flashed in his eyes and he wanted to jump down. At this time, Qin Yan suddenly raised his arm to stop her and held her right hand.

With his big hands wrapped around his small hands, the feeling of being tender and smooth came, but there was no trace of love in Qin Yan's heart. He stared at the man under the room and said lightly, "Sister, you're tired. Leave it to me."

Yu Hanyan stared at his side face, smiled, opened his hand easily, and sent the hilt of the sword into his palm. She blew in Qin Yan's ear and said, "Be careful, his two guns, one horizontal and one vertical, horizontal and vertical. The horizontal gun can penetrate everything, directly hit the spirit god, and the gun can cut gold and jade, which is invincible. If the first encounter doesn't know it, he will often say it.

Flan-like fragrance, the soft words sent to make people itchy. Qin Yan's heart was restless, quietly swallowed his saliva, and answered, "Don't worry, no problem." After saying that, he jumped down and fell seven steps in front of Jiang Zang's sword.

The long sword is in hand, recalling the exquisite magic skills such as the "eternal flying flow" of the day, his heart sank into another situation, his senses can't help spreading outward, and the sword seems to become part of his arm.

"A maniac who is not too big to talk, come and ask me to weigh you!" With a shout, the air flowed all over the body, and the fighting spirit was like a tide.

The opposite person, Yuan Yuezhi, was not shocked by his momentum at all. Two shots were staggered in front of him, with one "Huayin" across his chest, and the other "broken intestines" and pointed straight at the enemy. In such a standing posture, it can be attacked and defended without any flaws. Qin Yan stared at him for a long time, but he didn't know where to start. After a long confrontation, there was a sense of helplessness in his heart.

'Unfortunately, my new sword skills have not yet taken shape. If I fight hard, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win...' Thinking so, I made up my mind to brake quietly and never take the lead.

The blue man stood like a mountain, calmly paying attention to the teenager in front of him. Seeing that Qin Yan didn't mean to take action for a long time, he grinned and said lightly, "If you dare not move, just take my gun obediently!" As he stepped forward, the light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and the black gun in his right hand was handed out gently. The moonlight scratched the sharp tip of the gun under the corner of the eaves, as if it were as slow as a woman gently wiping the back of her hand with silk.

However, this gentle shot slowly pierced into the shadow of the moonlight, which made Qin Yan feel palpitated. His right hand was lucky, and his blood wrapped around his sword body and met him quietly. There was no violent sound, no violent wind, guns and swords were intertwined in the air, the space shook like water, and the scenery was slightly distorted.

This confrontation is only regarded as a close match. However, after the momentum on the tip of the gun was eliminated, a subsequent force pulled his body crooked and involuntarily turned to the right. The "Huayin gun" in Jiang Zangjian's left hand has long been ready to go there. Qin Yan caught a glimpse of the cold light in his eyes and knew that it was not good. With a heavy step under his feet, he took the opportunity to rush forward with this pulling force, opened his left palm into a claw, and grabbed it straight to the other party's ribs.

The situation changes rapidly. Seduction and trapping may turn into the help of the enemy at any time, and a momentary slackness may lead to irreparable consequences.

Jiang's sword's pupils tightened, and the silver gun boldly shot, making the air crackle. Even the gun became a sharp silver light and shadow, ignoring Qin Yan's claw attack, but rushed up more quickly. Qin Yan's heart was shocked and shook his body hurriedly, but his whole body was tilted to one side by the strong wind blowing his body, and his long hair on the side of his ear was also cut off.

The silver light was amazing, and the space under the eaves suddenly lit up, and the crystal light sprinkled among the grass leaves. Both of them rushed forward and suddenly passed by the wrong shoulder. Qin Yan had lost his balance, but refused to let go of this opportunity. He took advantage of the moment after the wrong shoulder and hit his elbow back. It happened that Jiang Zangjian also provoked the back end of the Huayin gun. Qin Yan's left elbow penetrated the illusory shadow and gently hit Jiang Zangjian's shoulder, and his own left arm I also felt a heartbreaking pain, snorted, stumbled forward a few steps, and kept stepping on the steps of the opposite restaurant. Then he stabilized his body awkwardly, spit out a turbid breath fiercely, and reached out to lifted the messy hair behind his head.

Sure enough, the silver gun in his left hand is tangible andzhient. It can't contact the entity, but it can directly attack the soul. If I want to win, I have to start with another gun.'

Between the thought turns, the two turned around almost at the same time, and their eyes were intertwined in front of them, colliding with brilliant sparks.

"Uncle, your two guns are not bad!" Shaking his left arm, he finally got rid of the paralysis in his elbow. Qin Yan raised his sword again and laughed, "However, you can also get the first one unexpectedly. With all due respect, your own shooting skills are actually not very good!"

Jiang Zangjian snorted coldly and looked at his left arm unexpectedly. Indeed, the area hit by the back end of the Huayin gun has recovered as before, which is really strange. Is this boy also a master of soul magic?

He held a gun in each hand, one horizontal and one vertical, and returned to his original posture. Just now, Qin Yan's left elbow was hit by a silver gun, and it was almost numb in an instant. When it hit his shoulder, there was not much force left. The power of blood could be stimulated in the future, coupled with the obstruction of the true protection of the body, so the injury he suffered was actually lighter than Qin Yan, which did not affect the next battle at all.