Chapter 279 One Shot

Lunhai City.

In front of a tall building in the inner city, the owner of the Yanyu building and Chen Yuning stood in the void.

"Guan Ming, come out." The owner of Yanyu roared and resounded through the whole wheel sea city.

"What's the sound?"

"Who is provoking Guan Ming?"

Lunhai City suddenly got up, and people nearby walked out of their homes one after another and looked up at the sky. In the tall buildings around them, figures flew out and looked at them from afar.

"It's Beichen. It's strange that he dares to provoke Guan Ming?" A famous martial artist was shocked.

"Who is the person next to him? I've never seen it." There are also some martial artists who pay attention to Chen Yu.

There are only dozens of martial artists in Lunhai City, who are quite familiar with each other. Strangers like Chen Yu are recognized at a glance.

"It should be Beichen's friend. I heard that Beichen wants a place in the Cangya fantasy world recently. Is it for this person?" The well-informed person immediately guessed the truth of the matter.

After all, it was after Chen Yu appeared that the owner of Yanyu looked around for a place in the fantasy world, which made it easy to connect.

"Guan Ming provoked many times, but Beichen has always tolerated it. Unexpectedly, he dared to come to provoke. Haha, it's a good show." More people are full of excitement.

As a member of Lunhai City, it is common for internal members to fight between internal members. Everyone is a martial artist. Once there is a conflict and contradiction, they will naturally not sit down and negotiate softly. More people use force to solve it. As long as there is no life, even the city owner will not interfere.

In the Western Continent, there are constant disputes, and the worship of force is higher than that of the Eastern Continent. Yanyu has disappeared for hundreds of years. Not long after he came back, he has been keeping a low profile and rarely participates in disputes, which undoubtedly makes many people look down on him.

Now this strong scene has greatly changed many people's impression of the owner of Yanyu.

"Tut, who do I think it is?" In the tall building, a figure flew out quickly and confronted the owner of Yanyu. It was the great-level martial artist, Guan Ming.

Guan Ming's face was full of arrogance, and his eyes were full of disdain when he looked at the owner of Yanyu: "Beichen, why are you looking for me?"

"You know that today, I will be separated from you." The owner of the misty rain didn't explain much.

Guan Ming's obstruction and difficulties are not difficult to investigate, but no one will care. What they care about is that the owner of Yanyu dares to rise up and fight back. He swallows his anger and does not respect him. No one will sympathize with the weak. Even the teacher and deputy city owner of the Yanyu will not come forward because of this.

Whoever has a hard fist is the reason.

Chen Yu nodded slightly. He also encountered provocations on Liguang Island, but once he shows his strength, no one dares to look down on you. On the contrary, even if he is valued by the owner of Liguang Island, he can't convince Wu Di and others.

"You look for self-humiliation, so you don't blame me." Guan Ming was stunned at first, and then sneered. There was a kind of scheme that he could succeed. The owner of Yanyu had never done anything, which made him helpless. Today, he didn't know what the wind was blowing, but he dared to come to the door, which was exactly what Guan Ming's heart.

"Let's fight outside the city." Guan Mingdao.

"The venue is up to you." The owner of the misty rain doesn't care at all.

Naturally, the battle of Dacheng-level warriors will not be carried out in the city.

The two of them flew quickly out of the city one by one. The people around them followed each other and wanted to witness this battle. This is the key battle that determines which of the two great-level martial artists is stronger or weak. How can they be missed?

Chen Yu looked leisurely and followed the owner of Yanyu closely. No matter how fast the two were, they could easily keep up. This immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"It's so strong. In terms of speed, this profound stranger is no less than a great-level martial artist." A famous martial artist took a deep breath.

Guan Ming took the lead in flying. After leaving Lunhai City for hundreds of miles, he stopped over a ruin.

This ruin often serves as a battlefield between the warriors in Lunhai City. Looking around, it is full of mess, and traces of destruction are everywhere.

"Let's go." The owner of Yanyu took a bleeding spear and pointed to Guan Ming from afar with an empty thorn.

"Hahaha, you, a guy who has just entered the Dacheng level, dares to provoke me. This time, I will show you the real strength of Dacheng level." Guan Ming sneered and didn't pay attention to the owner Yanyu at all.

He is one of the strongest people in the Dacheng level of Lunhai City. Although he is not as good as those who hold advanced sub-divine soldiers, the ordinary Dacheng-level martial artists are not at all.

In the past, the owner of Yanyu did not fight back in the face of provocation, which undoubtedly proved that his strength was not as good as himself.

"I'll give you three tricks." Guan Ming made a full gesture.

"It's worthy of being a senior. Even if you give in three moves, Beichen won't win much."

"After this battle, I think there is very little chance for Beichen to become a disciple of the city lord."

"Beichen is still a little impulsive. He has just entered the college level. He should practice well for a period of time. Mastering his own strength is the right way, alas."

Everyone knows the contradiction between Guan Ming and Yanyu.

A few miles away from the battlefield, there are two figures in the void. The man on the left looks 40 or 50 years old, with a resolute face and a righteous face. The person on the right is a woman in her thirties, but her hair is white, her eyes are calm, and her body exudes the momentum of self-respect.

None of the dozens of people watching the battle found them. Only Chen Yu looked sideways and quickly withdrew his eyes.

"Hua Shi Ce, what do you think of this war?" The woman smiled gently, but her voice was very vicissitudes.

"This rebel is too impulsive." The uprogate man sighed slightly. He was the teacher of the owner of Yanyu and Hua Shice, the deputy owner of Lunhai City.

"Not necessarily." The woman shook her head: "As soon as Beichen has gone for hundreds of years, no one knows what happened to him. Maybe it will surprise us, and..."

The woman's eyes fell on Chen Yu: "That man gives me a sense of danger."

"What?" Hua Shice was shocked: "City lord, he is just a deep level. How can he..."

"I don't know either." The woman withdrew her eyes and smiled: "Let's wait and see."

On the battlefield.

Guan Ming didn't even take out his weapon. In his opinion, it's not a problem to avoid the misty rain.

"You asked for it." The owner of Yanyu's face was full of sneering, and the blood in his hand suddenly shook.

The next moment, the blood light filled the sky, the murderous atmosphere rose to the sky, and the void shook. Everyone felt that the skin was pricked with a needle.

"Senior sub-divine soldier, how is this possible?" Everyone's look changed greatly.

"Go." In an instant, the owner of Yanyu arrived in front of Guan Ming, and the blood condensed into a bunch all over the sky, and stabbed Guan Ming fiercely with the blood front.

"It's not good." Guan Ming's face was as pale as paper. At this time, he didn't care about the big words of three moves. He took out the weapon and wanted to block it, but there was no time.

The power of the high-level sub-divine soldier is not easy.

"Gang~" Guan Ming's weapon was blown away from afar.

The blood front did not decrease, and it pierced Guan Ming's shoulder fiercely. The strong force immediately pierced it, and the whole person hit the ground uncontrollably.

On the ground, there is a deep gap dozens of miles long and 100 meters wide.

The blood front was inserted in Guan Ming's shoulder and nailed him firmly to the ground. He couldn't move and blood flowed.

"You lost." The owner of Yanyu said lightly.