Chapter 22 The King of Gun

If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan, hey...

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The combination of man and gun is as fast as a dragon.

At this moment, Li Feitian is simply a golden dragon with a smile in the sky. Between its teeth and claws, it turned into a golden streamer and stabbed the real sword. Li Feitian in everyone's eyes just moved, and almost instantly flew in front of the real sword.

However, is Jian Zhenren really the kind of character who can be killed by Li Feitian in one move? Of course not. How can a master who has become famous for thousands of years be indifferent?

When Li Feitian turned into a golden streamer and merged with the "golden flow gun", the real sword smiled faintly. He casually took out a black flying sword from the six flying swords behind him and gently took it in his hand. Then, with a faint smile, he held the black flying sword with both hands tightly and looked at Li Fei who was about to fly in front of him. The golden streamer turned into heaven.

"Keng--"

Sure enough, when Li Feitian's golden streamer flew in front of the real sword, it seemed to be majestic. However, the real sword just slowly threw up the black flying sword in his hand and greeted the golden streamer. The onlookers did not know how powerful it was, but everyone could see that this time Li Feitian was with With a determination, with an endless mood, he used the golden streamer of that move.

However, the real sword cast a flying sword to meet the enemy so lightly. I'm afraid that the real sword this time will capsized in the ditch.

When everyone thought so, the situation changed greatly.

After a sharp explosion, the flying sword thrown by the real person in the air not only blocked the golden streamer of Li Feitian, but also emitted a dark extremely dark light, completely binding the golden streamer of Li Feitian like a black chain.

"This...this...is amazing!"

The sigh in the hearts of the people on the field fell to the ground, but the golden streamer bound by the black light burst and fled to the distance like an arrow. Under the dark light, it revealed the fierce sky with a long gun in hand.

At this moment, Li Feitian didn't have the mania just now. Looking at the faint expression of Jian Zhenren's hand holding the black sword, he no longer felt contempt, but a kind of shock. His heart was even more huge waves rolling, and his hands holding the golden gun trembled slightly. The long gun was raised diagonally and looked at the real sword opposite him on guard.

The real sword has no sign of doing it. He looked at Li Feitian with a fpointed face and said softly, "Yes, it's good that you can break free from my trapped sword with your cultivation. Maybe there will be a chance to enter the divine period in the future. Should we get out of here now?"

This sound was the first time that Jian Zhenren had spoken after entering the field, but no one thought that just a gentle sentence would make the famous Li Feitian leave the game, that is, he was willing to admit defeat. Suddenly, the people around him were in an uproar and turned their eyes on Li Feitian, but wanted to see this big group that dared to fight with famous families. How will Li Feitian, a few masters fight against him, treat his almost humiliating behavior?

Li Feitian's face turned red, and the long gun in his hand trembled slightly. After a few breaths, Li Feitian's hands stabilized. He took a deep breath and then said slowly to Jian Zhenren, "Jian Zhenren, I respect you as a senior and you are strong. However, in my Li Feitian's heart, I have never been willing to admit defeat. You are making me destroy myself!"

"Well," Li Feitian took a deep breath and said loudly, "Let's fight--"

A word fell, and Li Feitian's momentum suddenly changed. If he said that he was only a god soldier in the world because of the prestige of the sword and real person, then Li Feitian, who only had the desire to fight in his heart at this moment, was a real murder weapon. In his heart, there was only one word at this moment: "Kill!"

"Bum--"

Li Feitian's body turned into golden light, and the long gun in his hand turned into a sharp golden arrow. He attacked the real sword again with a fearless and dying spirit. After seeing the momentum of Li Feitian's rushing past this time, his face was also solemn and carried on his back. A golden sword was also brought over.

This is an epee about three feet long but one foot wide.

The real sword threw it casually. Suddenly, a black sword and a golden sword both flew up and met the golden arrow turned into a rushing Li Feitian. It seemed that this time the real sword was not big, but decided to take the initiative to meet the enemy.

The golden arrow, not afraid of death, faced it with a momentum of not killing but self-destructing. However, the real sword on the opposite side moved slightly with extremely indifferent hands, and the two flying swords in the air emitted strong light and faced the golden arrow in two directions.

The black flying sword gushed out countless black chains again and greeted the golden arrow light. Although the golden arrow was extremely powerful and broke through dozens of black chains in a row, under the endless obstruction of the black chain, the speed of the golden arrow was greatly reduced. In the end, all the black locks The chain formed a huge black ball, trapping the golden arrow in it. No matter how the golden arrow conflicts with Li Feitian, it can't break through the black ball.

When the real sword looked at this scene, his hands suddenly pressed down.

"Bum--"

The golden flying sword that originally emitted strong light in the air finally fell to the top of Mount Tai under the control of the real person of the sword, and brazenly fell over the black ball. At the same time, the black ball formed by the black chain suddenly cracked, and Li Feitian, who was rushing left and right inside, saw the black strange chain. The formed ball suddenly cracked. Before thinking too much, it rushed out, but it happened to meet the golden epee falling from the sky.

Suddenly, the sky shook.

Under the collision of the two compartments, the whole huge peak shook, and the wind caused by the collision spread violently. Those monks with low cultivation were directly blown into the air. As for those scattered repairs during the unprotected foundation period, they were seriously injured. Only those places with Yuanying monks could be spared.

At first sight, the wind, which was only caused by the collision, had such a great power, and all the Yuanying monks present directly changed their color. At this time, they were not only surprised that Li Feitian, who had such a great power under the full explosion, but also surprised them by the posture of looking at the sword. It was really bad. I'm afraid Will the competition for water beads this time really evolve into a performance arena for those dusty old guys for thousands of years?

No, the real sword has seven flying swords, and only two have come out, which makes Li Feitian, who has just pushed straight to the late Yuanying period, dizzy. If the seven swords come out, the Yuanying monks present really can really stop a move, and this It's just a real sword. Who can guarantee that among these monks present, are there any monks who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers? They really won't appear until the end when everyone is exhausted?

The smoke dissipated, and only the real sword stood in the air indifferently as water. The two black and gold flying swords had somehow returned to the scabbard behind the real sword. Looking at the opposite side, Li Feitian's hand held a golden spear and stood quietly with his eyes closed, as if there was no wound, but the situation was relatively It's weird.

Why is this? Many monks on the field are strange.

Is it that the real sword was full of explosive power at the last moment when he saw Li Feitian, and it was not easy to pity the other party's cultivation, so he deliberately let the other party live, but shouldn't it be? Which of these old monsters does not regard human life like grass? How can they show mercy because of an unknown Yuanying monk? The original sword and real person at least had to abolish each other's cultivation in every war. How can there be an exception this time?

Suddenly, everyone was silent.

After about half an hour, Li Feitian, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and a brilliant golden light burst out in his eyes, and then disappeared. His bright eyes stared at the real sword and said in a low voice, "Sure enough, it is worthy of the real sword. This battle with you has greatly increased my cultivation and mood, but It's a pity..." At the end, his voice was extremely low.

Since he has gained something in this test, Li Feitian should be good at this moment and take the initiative to leave, but why did Li Feitian stand in the air again? However, Li Feitian's next action completely solved everyone's confusion.

"What a pity, what a pity!" At the previous moment, Li Feitian's voice was still very frustrated, but almost for a moment, Li Feitian actually laughed and said, "Speaking of which, how about you, Jian Zhenren? The battle with you actually made my heart touch the film of the god period, and I can experience the god period that I can hardly experience before the fall, which is not in vain for me to practice..."

After saying that, Li Feitian's head tilted, and the long gun in his hand quietly and completely broke into countless sections. Then, it completely became a piece of golden powder and integrated into Li Feitian's body. Then, Li Feitian's body also broke apart, and the two completely dissipated with the wind.

The gun is in people, and the gun is killed. It depends on the degree of dependence between Li Feitian and his own spiritual treasure "Golden Flow Gun", which is really worthy of being the "first gun in the world".

"Who will come next?" Jian Zhenren no longer looked at Li Feitian, who had turned into powder, but his eyes moved slightly and glanced at the whole audience.

Suddenly, many Yuanying monks outside the field stagnated one after another. After a while, there were still people who were unwilling to give up the huge name and legendary effect of Shuilingzhu, and resolutely walked into the field.

The figure of Yuanshan disappeared into the void. Looking at the real sword man with a sword, he couldn't help sighing...

PS: There is only this chapter today, and there is really no motivation. Do you think it's stupid to put all your joy, anger, sorrow and joy in the hands of others?