Chapter 394 Oriental Victory

Product; Dongfang Changgao, who is struggling with the method. Hearing the words, he took the opportunity to glance, and the ugly armor really held the black long gun. He couldn't help cheering up, but then he was a little puzzled.

He is good at using guns, so he is more concerned about all kinds of good guns. The peerless soldier "dragon-slaying gun. Where did it come from? Why have you never heard of it before?

Yan didn't return to see Quan Deming holding a gun in his hand. His face immediately changed. He guessed what was going to happen next. He immediately said to Yan Biao, "Mr. Yan, be careful. Fuxian Island wants to put a treasure gun into the field. This gun is likely to break Mr.'s long whip. Don't fall into the hands of the East's arrogance

Rparity., ten thousand

Yan Biao stopped in the air. Although it seemed relatively easy, he did not dare to rely on Dongfang Changao to get too close. He was always vigilant and was afraid that Dongfang Changao would make another sneak attack. He was really shocked before. At this time, when he heard the voice of Yan Bugui, he was distracted and looked at Fu Xianwu. Sure enough, someone came out with a gun. He couldn't help laughing and saying back to Yan Bugui, "The Lord of Yan Palace is too worried. The oolong whip in the hands of my three brothers is the top-quality magic weapon that the family slaughtered a dragon that had been practicing for thousands of years. How can ordinary treasures be broken?

Yan did not return to see that this guy was a little underestimated. He reminded again, "Fuxian Island is not comparable to ordinary sects. The Jinyuan treasure gun in Dongfang Changao's hand is also a top-quality magic weapon, but it happened to be restrained by the gentleman's oolong whip. Now they can take out and replace Don't be careless, sir!"

Yan Biao woke up, and the afterglow of the eyes of the two people in the air were paying attention to the gun in Quan Deming's hand. All factions also saw some clues and knew that Fuxian Island had invited a powerful magic weapon. Quan Deming picked up his position and said, "Elder of the East, get ready to pick up the gun!" After saying that, he threw the gun out hard.

A dark shadow came out of the arc and fell on a protruding stone at the bottom of the valley. The black gun was inserted directly into the stone obliquely, and there was almost no sound. Only a dark tail of the gun was exposed in the river. All factions were shocked. It was indeed a treasure gun. Dongfang Changao, who was fighting, was slightly happy, and Yan Biao was slightly shocked. The two immediately locked the target on the gun.

"Hi!" Dongfang shouted loudly. Waiting for a long time is to wait for the opportunity to find a way. Now the same family has asked the treasure to come out to save him. Success or failure is pinned to the gun below. There is no reason not to fight. The gun in his hand tried his best to shake out hundreds of gun shadows, and the golden light was sprinkled, forcing the oolong whip to open. Flash and quickly fall down,

"Eastern Rest Run". Yan Biao shouted. He was also a little anxious at this time, and the finger was pinched. The oolong whip chased Dongfang Chang'ao, and he also chased after him. The whole audience's attention was focused on the fight between the two, knowing that it was the critical moment.

Hundred meters away from the ground, the sound of the wind came, and Dongfang stopped arrogantly. He turned back and tried his best to shake off the long whip with a few shots. Everyone thought that he could pick up the gun below. Unexpectedly, he looked up at Yan Biao, who rushed down, and shouted, "Kill." He rushed up to the sky with a golden treasure gun. Shooting Xiang Yanbiao, the momentum is really brave.

Hedging on both sides. The speed approached almost in an instant, and Yan Biao originally wanted the long whip to entangle Dongfang Changao. He put away the treasure gun below to avoid worries. Unexpectedly, Dongfang Changao turned around and rushed back, as if he had set up a trap to wait for him to drill.

The golden gun roared and broke through the air. Yan Biao was almost scared and fled in a hurry, but it seemed to be a little late. The two have met. With a cold snort from the east. The golden light drew a rain of blood. Ah!" Yan Biao screamed, and one of his thighs did not dodge in time, and was cut off on the spot.

The Xiuzhen League immediately cheered up. In particular, the hatred of the Demon Palace is extremely loud and exciting. Yue Qianchou nodded slightly. This oriental arrogance is worthy of oriental arrogance, as long as you give him a chance. The situation can be turned around immediately. This mind is very comparable to courage. No wonder Fuxian Island, the largest faction in the world, can take on this important task.

Although Yan Biao broke a leg, it was still important to save his life. He still fled for his life, but his vitality was greatly damaged and his speed was much slower. He desperately fled in the direction of Yan Bui and others. He shouted, "Two brothers, save me!"

Dozens." But he was pulled by a man next to him.

Those two people can't control so much now. My younger brother is going to die. Who cares about the rules? At worst, I will admit defeat and leave. But the scene that worried the two most appeared. Dongfang Chang'ao had caught up with him, and his face was as heavy as stamb water. He raised his gun above Yan Biao's head. The two immediately shouted, "Be merciful!"

Yan Biao turned back in horror and saw a golden light. "Dongfang Chang's arrogance is to beat the gun three times left and right, and the action is clean and neat. It is worthy of being a person who has been using the gun for a long time." Ah." A few pieces of flesh and blood, accompanied by a sad scream, fell to the ground, and Yan Biao was finished. The Cultivation Alliance is cheering again, "

"Brother". The two people who were coming exclaimed. The two raised their hands and pulled down the same whip as Yan Biao from their bodies. Dongfang Changao turned around and left, and the most... work fell to the ground. Seeing that the ownerless long black whip was in peace, he raised his hand and took it into his hand and threw it directly into the storage bag, which can be regarded as his booty.

Seeing that the two people who pulled the whip were picking up the broken body for Yan Biao, they looked at the broken leg in front of him, and I was afraid that the other party would not give up. Dongfang Chang'ao first took out a Huiqi Dan and stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it. At the same time, he stuffed the Jinyuanbao gun in his hand into the storage bag, and turned back to hold the black handle on the big stone behind him. He saw that his eyes were slightly wide open, and he suddenly put the dark dragon-killing gun inserted in the stone. Pull it out in your hand and raise the gun to take a closer look.

The long gun is cold. Dark and integrated, the dragon's claws hold the gun spine, the Jiulong wandering gun body, the angry dragon spit out the cold blade, the whole gun is almost covered by the thin scales of the wandering dragon, and the end is extraordinary momentum. Especially in it, it seems to contain a huge force, and that terrible force seems to be familiar. Dongfang Changao looked at the same door of Fuxian Island in surprise. He had never heard of such a gun in the door. If so, he would have given it to himself long ago. I don't think it will be delayed until now.

"Elder of the East, you have won the first game. Two offerings call you back. Dongfang Chang'ao suddenly received a voice from Quan Deming, nodded slightly, flashed, and flew back to the crowd of Fuxian Island. The surrounding cheers were everywhere, and the Xiuzhen League won the first battle, and all factions cheered.

"The elders of the East are really awesome!" A thousand sorrowful praises. This really makes him very happy. The gun hasn't been used yet. 50 million will be earned. Even if you lose in the end, you can still earn 10 million. If I had known this, I shouldn't have made that 40 million.

, positive

Dongfang Chang'ao was stunned. Why is this guy here? He nodded and said nothing. However, Yue Qianchou stretched out his hand and said, "Please ask the elders of the East to kill the dragon gun and give it back to me." Is this gun yours? Dongfang Changao looked at his peers in surprise, and finally his eyes fell on Quan Deming. The latter nodded silently and said, "It was borrowed from Yue Qianchou to make an emergency. I promised him that I would return it to him after using it.

"Must," Dongfang's arrogant eyes lingered on the gun, a little reluctant. After a little hesitation, he said decisively, "Yue Qianchou, you don't know how to sell this gun.

Yue Qianchou waved his hand and said, "If you don't sell it, don't sell it. No matter how much money you give, you won't sell it. Elder Dongfang, you'd better return the gun to me!"

At this time, someone in the valley suddenly shouted, "The monk in the middle of the disaster, Yan Fang came to accept the challenge. The East is arrogant, but it dares to come down to a war." Everyone on Fuxian Island looked at it one after another. It was not someone else. One of Zheng Yan's brothers seemed to want revenge.

Dongfang Changao snorted coldly. Looking back to Yue Qianchou and said, "Wue Qianchou, lend me the gun to the last time, and I'll pay you back after using it."

"Pride!" Ji Nian stopped him and shook his head and said, "The first Fuxian Island has to stand up. Now that you have won, let other sects come to the rest!" We Fuxian Island only need to take action at the critical moment.

Dongfang Changao stopped meditating. Knowing that the sect had the consideration of the sect, he couldn't help his own personal impulse. He looked at the people who called for war at the foot of the mountain and gritted his teeth and put the "dragon slaying gun" in his hand. It was sent to Yue Qianchou. Yue Qianchou took it over and touched it, stuffed it into the storage bag, and saluted Ji Nian: "After the challenge, the younger generation will come to find the seniors again

Ji Nian nodded with an uncertain face. After touching the gun, he spent 50 million yuan on Fuxian Island. If he had known that Dongyi Changao would kill the enemy like that, it would be enough to throw something casually as an introduction. Why should he spend that wrong money?

No matter how much Yue Qianchou did, he withdrew from the people of Fuxian Island and swam back to the four families. Ziyi leaned over and asked curiously, "I just saw that the gun you threw down seemed to have taken out?"

Yue Qianchou looked at her. It's good to have a high cultivation. You have seen so many people blocking her. In fact, it's not just purple clothes that I saw. Many people should have seen it. Even if you don't see it, you can guess it. If Fuxian Island really had a treasure gun, it would have been taken out long ago. It was also a need to surround him for a long time and get a gun. If it's not him, who else can it be.

Yan Biao's brother is still shouting: "What's the matter? Dongfang Chang'ao dares not stand out. Don't you dare to cultivate the true world in China? Are they all shrinking turtles? Who will fight me!"

He shouted and scolded for a long time, but no one from each faction came out. The key is that everyone knew the power of the whip from the battle of Dongfang Changao. If you have the same cultivation, you will not think it will be better than the East's arrogance. And the sure monks at the end of the disaster were forced to appear due to the rules. For a while, people of all factions, look at me, let me see your whip trouble!

Yue Qianchou looked around for a long time. Seeing that everyone was still hesitating, he couldn't help laughing and saying, "Hey hey! Since everyone is so polite, I won't be polite. Zi Yi's eyes lit up and said, "Are you going to play?" His way of fighting is always so novel, and she kind of likes to watch it.

"Hey hey! What do you think? We can't let people laugh that there is no one in the world of Chinese cultivation!" Yue Qianchou curled his mouth, pulled out a machete with both hands, and shouted loudly, "I'll do it!"

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