Chapter 422 A wave is not over

At this critical moment, the dark air wave is like a burning flame, rising from An Bochen, and every trace of air in the air wave is rotating at a very fast speed.

"Oh."

Mr. Peng looked down and was shocked.

He thought that using the source force could easily solve An Bochen's problem, but he didn't expect that the way An Bochen used the source force was so strange. The dark air wave seemed to wrap him in an eggshell, and its force rotated and overturned the incoming spears.

Standing in the middle of the sea, An Bochen was innocent with his hands and his eyes were shining.

Seeing this, Mr. Peng San quickly retreated a few steps, and a shadow flashed in front of him. An Bochen had appeared where he had stood before.

"Gun for a shot!"

An Bochen shouted in a low voice and teleported to Mr. Peng San.

At this moment, he has exerted his speed to the extreme. With the naked eye, mortals can only see An Bochen standing motionlessly. However, like Prince Peng San, with his six-fold heavenly cultivation and the impermanent eyes of the family, he can faintly see that An Bochen is actually moving, but he moves too fast and seems to be all the time. There is no teleportation, every move draws an almost invisible shadow, so the naked eye can only see the motionless An Bochen.

An Bochen moved at such a fast speed that it was difficult for Mr. Peng to distinguish what An Bochen was thinking on his face. Before he was surprised, he was innocent and stabbed.

There was a fight, and the two of them fought back and forth, just like mortal generals fighting only by strength.

The difference is that the two of them galloped between the mountains and rivers outside the Dragon Girl Palace. The gunpower of Mr. Peng Sanzi is like a flowing ocean, which is endless. An Bochen's gunpower is like the starry Zhou Tian, which is vast. Every time the two of them collide, it seems that Wang Yang and Zhou Tian are in a confrontation. When the long gun is stabbed out, the tide is raging towards the starlight, and the long gun In the retraction room, the sea ebbed, and the starlight disappeared,

More than a hundred shots came down, and the two of them fought inexpensively. Mr. Peng had completely taken off the style of the noble son on the fireworks river, rolled up his sleeves, pulled his robe, and shouted happily while beating.

An Bochen's face was expressionless. Seeing that Mr. Peng's Vietnam War was getting worse, he secretly cheered in his heart.

He fought three or four times again. Suddenly, An Bochen staggered. Mr. Peng saw that the flaw would not let go. The gun swept like a whip. An Bochen retreated and suddenly stabbed back after two steps.

"I knew it was a horse gun."

Mr. Peng stopped his footsteps and avoided An Bochen's thorns in time, and said disdainfully.

However, his voice fell, and his expression changed slightly. When he looked up, he could no longer see An Bochen's figure.

At this time, Mr. Peng San was in a white and confined space, with no mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and no clouds, eagles and cranes.

"Learn quickly, so let me see your Zhou Tianyuan power."

Mr. Peng San knew that An Bochen suddenly used tricks to trap him here when he was chasing him. However, he did not panic. He could clearly feel that An Bochen did not understand his own source power, and he could not grasp the essence of it in vain.

Picking up the tip of the gun, Mr. Peng stood leisurely in a closed space. At this time, he only felt a murderous atmosphere in the West.

Looking back, Mr. Peng San saw a rolling river there. The river suddenly surged to the sky and turned into a transparent long gun. The gun was a hundred feet long, like water waves shaking gently, soft and strong.

At the same time, the east, south, north and south sides started to kill again. The fire, wind and thunder showed their true nature, and turned into long guns. The muskets were like flames, burning, the wind guns were invisible, whistling without trace, and the thunder guns were swift and aggressive.

In the blink of an eye, the gun battle has been completed.

An Bochen used the cultivation of the six heavens to display the battle array of Tianpin. The sharpness is still the same, but whether it is the power contained in it or the mystery, it is not the same. He also knows that Zhou Tianyuan's power has not yet been integrated. It is better to use the source force to deal with the monster. It's better to take risks and use the four forces he is best at.

"It's a good move, but it's a pity that the mystery is not enough."

The corners of Mr. Peng's mouth were slightly upturned, and he saw the dense gun shadows coming with the four mysteries. His face floated with a sound and dripping color. The long gun waved like a windmill, and the aered wind emanated from the gun, blowing the four guns upside down.

However, the next moment, Mr. Peng's heart thumped.

The wind blew out, only blowing the four gun arrays messy, but there seemed to be a strange spiral power in the gun array. It returned to chaos, but it did not collapse as Mr. Peng expected. On the contrary, it was like an irregular turbulence, overflowing and shooting, not in the control of Mr. Peng San.

"You think it's too simple."

An Bochen's voice came from his ear. Mr. Peng's eyes were cold. He refused to fight. There was no time to find where An Bochen was.

The four-phase gun array became more and more chaotic. From time to time, the spiral gun force crossed the wind and rushed to the front of Mr. Peng San. In the gun array, Mr. Peng only felt that it was very difficult. He never thought that someone could suppress him without the help of the source force, not to mention that his opponent was only the peak of the six heavens.

With a sneer, Mr. Peng stopped dancing the gun and stood proudly in the center of the gun array.

The four-position gun array gradually recovered, the water was invisible, the fire was fierce, the wind was traceless, the thunder was running, and the shadow of the gun was like a shuttle, gathered in this closed space, shooting at Mr. Peng from all directions.

I don't know when there was a fog in his eyes. Mr. Peng San raised the corners of his mouth in the face of the gun shadow close at hand. The next moment, he suddenly opened his mouth wide.

"Wow..."

The fierce wind echoed in the gun array. As Mr. Peng San opened his mouth and swallowed, the gun array trembled violently. The voids were suddenly exposed in the sealed gun array. The gun shadow attacking Mr. Peng seemed to suddenly lose its strength. It turned around and fell into the void in a blink of an eye.

A huge virtual shadow appeared above Mr. Peng San's head, like a bird and fish. He opened his mouth and swallowed, and the virtual shadow above his head also swallowed, and his anger was in the sky, not knowing tens of thousands of miles.

In a blink of an eye, the four-phase array was blown down and torn apart by the macro air uttered by Mr. Peng San.

However, Mr. Peng San was still happy in the future. At this time, a murderous machine that was more fierce than the gun array quietly appeared behind him and hurriedly turned around. Mr. Peng San saw An Bochen with a shot.

"It's cheating again!"

Mr. Peng's strength was exhausted, and in a hurry, the long gun was hit aside by the spiral force in the An Bochen gun.

"The soldiers are never tired of cheating."

An Bochen didn't say much. He wrapped Zhou Tianyuan's power gathered in innocence, and then bombarded out with the power of a spiral, which made Mr. Peng San fight repeatedly and had no power to fight back.

It's not easy to gain the upper hand. How can An Bochen let go? He exerts his speed to the limit, and his body turns into remnants, which is difficult to recognize. Mr. Peng clenched his teeth and tried to stand up. His speed was not slower than An Bochen's at all. At this time, he had also become a shadow.

The eagle and white crane flying in the distant sky were stunned. They could only hear the violent sound of breaking the wind and the sound of gold and iron hitting each other. Occasionally, they saw two shadows that almost overlapped together, but it was like an illusion. But when they flew away curiously, before they got close, they were popped up by waves of residual force and screamed in horror.

After another 70 or 80, An Bochen completely gained the upper hand. He held the gun in his left hand and pushed it forward with his right hand. He innocently turned into a gun that was nearly a thousand feet, spinning at a speed invisible to the naked eye. He broke Mr. Peng's ink gun effortlessly and hit him in the chest.

With a muffled hum, Mr. Peng San looked at An Bochen in horror. His body seemed to be a broken kite and fell down.

"Boom!"

The gun fell to the ground like a meteor, destroying three or four peaks in a blink of an eye.

An Bochen took his gun and stood in the air. He breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and was lucky in his heart.

The unknown monster is really strong. If it hadn't been for his two consecutive temptations, it would have been hard to say who won and who would lose in this battle.

Looking at the Dragon Girl Palace, a smile appeared on An Bochen's face.

I didn't expect that the little official was still alive, and I didn't know whether he had become more mature than before 180 years later. Whether he and the Southern Wilderness Princess Duoduo have achieved it or not.

Raising his footsteps, An Bochen was about to fly to the Dragon Girl Palace, but at this moment, his eyebrows suddenly frowned.

Turning his head and looking at the collapsed peak, An Bochen faintly sensed the existence of a trace of demonic spirit.

"Isn't he dead yet?"

An Bochen's eyes flashed, innocently pointing, and he was about to completely end the life of the monster.

The heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and a touch of surprise flashed on An Bochen's face. Instead of weakening, the demonic spirit climbed at a crazy speed.

How can this be possible? He can be fine with my full blow?

There was a trace of uneasiness in An Bochen's heart.

The laughter came from the ruins and echoed between the mountains and rivers outside the Dragon Girl Palace. In a blink of an eye, the transversal mountain exploded in all directions, and a figure of people ejected and fell firmly opposite An Bochen.