Chapter 20 Tyrannosaurus Blood Gun

At this time, several people have sat at the top of the tower, in front of the space passage, on both sides of the platform.

According to the regulations, 300 crystals can be escorted out during the Yuanying period. Due to the strong spiritual power, there can only be up to three places in the escort magic weapon during the Yuanying period.

And these three places need to be fought for. The oxtail happily took the cold three hundred crystal stones to exchange for a place. This time, the manager was Miao Yunfeng of the Sanqing Temple. After giving a small token to the oxtail, he announced, "There are six spiritual people here. You can decide for yourself. People can use the space channel.

How arrogant Miao Yunfeng is. The spiritual period of the six people, including Han Fei, are all young men. She really looks down on her.

This woman's pride is a natural pride, looking down on everyone.

Han Fei smiled, and there were six people sitting on the left and right sides. At the same time, there were two people each. At one point, he entered the fighting platform.

"In the early days of the spiritual ora!" Showing his strength, the two spiritual orifices did not move in the middle and two spiritual orifices did not move in the later stage. Only the other spiritual orifices stood up in the early stage. He gave people the feeling of extremely fierce plagiarism, and he was quite powerful.

When this man came on the stage, he didn't even say a greeting. With a step under his feet, there was a slight vibration, which turned out to be close to him. The fierce momentum was eye-catching.

Just fight, Han Fei is not an easy person. As soon as his right foot retreated, his fist was pulled back, and the sword power ran his whole body, and punched the young man fiercely.

Fist each other, ordinary immortals will definitely fall behind, but the young man's body is no less than that of Han Fei, which surprised Han Fei.

The young man was also quite surprised to see that one punch could not shock the cold fly. His punch and strength were definitely not weak compared with the spiritual power of the immortals to urge the flying sword, but he did not expect that the cold flying was also a punch.

With one punch, the two of them already recognized the reason, and regardless of the surprise of the people around them, they actually fought with Han Fei's body again.

Han Fei was also interested. He moved his five fingers, pinched out, bent his elbow, and suddenly collided with the other party.

As soon as they collided, suddenly the wind blew in his ear. Han Fei was not in a hurry. He blocked it with his left hand, and the sword's power was turbulent. It turned into layers of water waves and melted into the opponent's foot. At the same time, his right fist suddenly hit the opposite door.

The young man was suddenly shocked and found that he still underestimated Han Fei. His body suddenly sank, and his fists were raised, and he actually wanted to block it.

"Bang!"

The fist fight, the splashing power made it sink a little more than the fighting platform. The momentum rolled up, and the people around him couldn't help but look at it respectfully. Neither of them seemed to be physical cultivation, but their bodies were extremely strong, and the risk factor of close combat was higher. A slight carelessness was a serious injury, and even the end of death.

Han Fei and the two compete for physical and physical skills. It seems to be extremely dangerous, but no matter how you look at it, there seems to be a fierceness.

"This boy is rarely so interested, but it's better not to play crazy. Miao Yunfeng is not an ordinary person. If he is asked to see some of your things, he will be robbed."

The figures on the fighting platform are intertwined. Han Fei and the young man have been entangled together, and every time they touch each other, they will explode aura.

When the fight was fierce, the young man suddenly retreated, shook his hands, and said with a smile, "It's very good. Let's be serious."

With that, he patted his hands and pulled out a blood-red gun from the void. Suddenly, a bloody murderous atmosphere spread away.

The blood-colored long gun is sharp and sharp, shining with cold light, and a barrel of blood is like fangs, and the dragon's head is ferocious and angry.

"This is the fairy weapon I have sacrificed for several years. You have to be careful, although I haven't exerted much power yet." The young man smiled coldly and was not worried about others hearing it.

As soon as the word fairy weapon came out, it immediately attracted the noise of the people watching the battle around. Here, there were seven people in the Yuanying period, six people in the spiritual period, and several old people in Chinese clothes hit the Miao Yunfeng. When they heard that this blood-red long gun was actually a fairy weapon, they couldn't help but be moved.

If it can be called a fairy weapon, it must be created with countless rare worlds, and there are immortals who give spirituality by forging techniques before it is called a fairy artifact, and the fairy weapon itself must pass through the robbery, otherwise it can only be destroyed once.

Fairy artifacts are not too rare in the hands of immortals above the small fairy period, so Miao Yunfeng was just slightly surprised. On the contrary, a few people of Hanfei, or the spiritual period of the Yuanying period, is extremely rare for fairy artifacts.

"Drink!"

While Han Fei was still surprised, the young man had burst out, and the violent blood dragon in his hand turned into his own industry. He opened his teeth and claws and rushed to Han Fei.

Feeling bloody on his face, Han Fei was suddenly shocked. This move is fierce, and he will be killed if he is not careful.

"There are really no good people in the dark current world. If you do it a little, you will be extremely ferocious, and you will not keep your hand." In his heart, he must be hard under his feet, and Han Fei did not do more than dazzling movements. He reached out and grabbed it, and a ball of water dragon rose from the ground, wrapped around and rushed to the blood dragon.

"Puff!"

The two dragons only collide, and the winner is divided.

The blood dragon roared, shook into a long gun, broke through the water dragon, and went straight to the cold flying face. It was fierce and violent.

"Cock!"

Han Fei's face did not move, and the long gun stopped a few inches at the door of Han Fei's face.

The young man was shocked. The coldness from all over his body made him recover in an instant. He saw that the long gun in his hand had been frozen on a layer of ice, and his whole body was covered with a layer of ice fog.

His face changed greatly. The young man shouted, his body trembled, and his spiritual power broke out in itself, bursting all the ice.

The ice crumbs were flying, and the young man was about to continue to fight. Han Fei had bullied his upper body. His sword pointed straight to his forehead, and the extremely sharp edge was in front of his forehead. As long as he had a slight movement, his head would instantly break the blood.

This battle seems simple, but there are killing opportunities everywhere. Han Fei fights freely and easily, but it is because the soul power is comparable to the later stage of the disaster. It has a deep understanding of the power of the five elements of water, and it is also stimulated by the power of the sword, which is far more powerful than the same period.

"You lost!" Han Fei withdrew his hand faintly and said.

The young man's face changed, and his blood-red eyes seemed to swallow the cold fly, but he still resisted and said, "I will practice here for another three years. In three years, I will definitely go out. I will call you again and tell me your name."

"Mountain and field scattered cultivation, cold flying!"

"Okay, I remember!" The young man swallowed his breath, took back the Tyrannosaurus Rex blood gun, and turned away.

Han Fei returned to his seat with a smile and looked at Miao Yunfeng intentionally or unintentionally.

In the remaining four spiritual orifice period, the result of the fight is not unexpected. The so-called young and vigorous. In the middle of the spiritual orifice, the two are one old and one young, all of which are the power of the five elements of gold. The fight is more fierce than the two, and the magic weapons are extremely sharp. The two of them do not need other spells to fight. No Cui Lang, no fire, strong confrontation, flying sword wipes out electricity. Light sparks, how tragic it is.

As a result, the young and vigorous teenager naturally won. The old man left the field sadly, and his spiritual cultivation was ups and downs, sighing that there was no hope of long life.

Even if you go through the spiritual ora of soul refining, you can't get rid of the shackles of heaven and earth. You still struggle in the reincarnation of heaven and earth. The soul and body are all oily and withered.

And on the other side, it is naturally an old man and a young man. The old man's clothes are steady, and his strength is strong, and he has a lot of momentum.

And the teenager behaves elegantly, but has a frivolous look in his eyes. It seems that he is a son of a family, but he indulges in wine and color, and walks away from the road of long life.

Such a character is naturally easily shot out of the field by the old man.

The three places have been set. Miao Yunfeng threw down a gossip wheel, enlarged it in front of the space passage, and said, "Come up and protect your body with your spiritual power."

At this time, Miao Yunfeng was a little eager. Han Fei couldn't understand it. Niu Wei explained, "The temple also issued a task to encourage future generations to practice. Miao Yunfeng thought that he came here to do the task, and then took over the task of escorting you in this Tongtian Tower. It's just easy. I think she is also in a hurry to go back to get some rewards.

PS: The network is disconnected at home, and I just wrote such a chapter on the Internet. If there is no accident at night, let's update another chapter!