Chapter 1190

Ye Wen clearly saw that the front battlefield was completely covered by a fog that he didn't know where it came from, and the violent internal power generated by fierce fighting in heaven and earth disappeared at this moment.

"What's going on?" Ye Wen didn't understand. He didn't understand what happened. Of course, the Phoenix King didn't understand. No one knew what happened now.

Ye Wen feels a little strange. If the old man created this space just to let them see the battle, then the battle should have a beginning and an end. It will not end like this! If it ends like this, what is the significance of this battle?

Ye Wen and Feng Wang did not move. They just watched the fog in front of them. They believed that something would happen later. Such a battle would not end like this.

Sure enough, before long, the fog gradually dispersed, but now the situation, and just a little different, the young man's face, has not just full of ferocious pride, but a lot more fear, fear to look at the old man in front.

Ye Wen looks at the old man. He finds that although the old man is the same as before, the gun in his hand is different. The gun with bright gold color is now a kind of magical purple, but it is very different from the purple and black color on the sickle of death.

Ye Wen can feel that the smell of the Qianlin spear is the same as before, but the intensity is completely different. He can see that the purple Qianlin spear has undergone a qualitative change compared with the previous Qianlin spear, and the intensity is no less than the sickle of death.

"What the hell is going on?" Ye Wen can't understand, because he has never seen such a gun, and he doesn't know what happened in the fog just now.

But seeing this scene, the Phoenix King felt thoughtful, as if he thought of something, but ye Wen put all his energy on the battle ahead, and didn't notice this little detail.

After the change of Qianlin gun, the old man's declining situation completely disappeared. He once again took the initiative in the battlefield. But what ye Wen didn't understand was that the old man's face was now full of anger and sadness. The air was also full of sadness. Ye Wen really couldn't figure out what the reason was, Qianlin gun Getting such a promotion is obviously a happy thing, because his chances of winning have been greatly improved, but why is he so sad? Ye Wen couldn't figure it out, so he could only focus his attention on the battle ahead.

Ye Wen can see that the Qianlin spear really has some suppression effect on the sickle of death. This effect was not obvious before, but after the Qianlin spear was promoted, the suppression became visible to the naked eye. With the same cultivation, the suppression of this magic weapon was revealed again, but this time, the suppression was reversed.

Not only is the suppression completely changed, but ye Wen also finds that the old man's attack method has changed greatly. He remembers that the old man's attack method was orderly before, but now his attack is carried with a crazy, hysterical feeling. Ye Wen is very familiar with it, because whenever he is extremely angry, it will become like this .

But ye Wen didn't understand what had happened in the fog just now. It was as if he had completely changed the old man.

The boy's face has shown the color of hardship. Ye Wen can see that there is a meaning of retreat in his means, but the old man will not let him leave like this. His attack blocked all the retreat of the boy, and he is still suppressing the opposite side. Ye Wen knows that if he continues to do so, the boy in white will be dead The defeat is settled.

Although the young man didn't give up and was fighting with all his strength, the effect was not obvious. Now not only he, but also the sickle of death in his hand, could not bear the pressure. The light was dim. The old man took advantage of the victory and didn't want to give each other any breathing opportunities.

The young man's resistance gradually appeared problems, and his defense was somewhat disordered. This is also a very normal thing. Ye Wen knows that no matter how powerful a person is, he will inevitably panic at such a stage, which is inevitable.

"Yi!"

A lot of blood light burst out from the boy's body. The purple Qianlin gun had completely penetrated into his chest, and the tip of the gun stabbed out from his back. Ye Wen knew that at this time, he could really announce the victory of the battle.

The boy lowered his head and looked at his chest, but the corner of his mouth was still smiling. Ye Wen could see that he was not afraid of death at all.

The young man fell down and was hurt in such a battle. He could not live at all. But ye Wen knew that he was not willing to die. How could a strong man like this easily convince others?

"Is it over..."

Ye Wen thinks that if those two men are the protagonists in the battle, the battle should be over. The final winner is obviously the old man with the Qianlin gun.The young man's body turned into black smoke, and with him all disappeared in the world. The fierce battlefield in front of him also quieted down. The only one left was the old man with a gun.

It's definitely a happy thing to win this kind of fight. But ye Wen finds that the old man seems not happy at all, and his face is still sad. Now he seems to be in great pain, as if he is regretting something. Ye Wen faintly feels that his sad mood seems to be related to the change of Qianlin gun, but ye Wen doesn't know Bai, just in that fog, what happened to make the situation what it is now?

Ye Wen couldn't understand it, so he could only choose to continue to look. He saw the old man standing up with his gun and looking into the distance. Ye Wen didn't know what he was looking at, because all he could see was chaos.

However, just when ye Wen didn't understand what was going on, the old man's next action completely shocked Ye Wen.