Chapter 634

Holding a powerful sabre, he killed Qin Yi wildly. On the broad sabre, the blood awn was loud and dazzling, which turned the whole training ground into a blood red. In the rush, the whole person became a dense virtual shadow.

How amazing!

All the people around watching the war were surprised.

However, the young man from China looked at the dense virtual shadow of Tan Zong, but slightly shook his head with disdain: "but you."

The mysterious Qi in his body surged wildly. Suddenly, the whole person disappeared in place. The dense shadow of Tan Zongxu suddenly threw himself into the air.

The next moment, the dense shadow of Tan Zong disappeared, leaving only a real Tan Zong, stunned, with violent ups and downs in his chest.

He tried his best to strike, but as a result, he threw himself into the air. At this time, it can be imagined how angry he was.

In fact, from the beginning to the present, Qin Yi played with Tan Zong like a monkey.

Tan Zong and Qin Yi are not at the same level!

Suddenly.

Tan Zong, who stood there stunned and jealous of the burning fire in his chest, only felt a sharp pain on his vest, as if there was an invisible force that pierced him in an instant.

Kill me!

What a strong killing intention!

Tan Zong was shocked and lost his color. He was very upset. He hurried back. Sure enough, he saw that behind him, the Chinese boy, his whole body and the smoke gun in his hand, held in a straight line, stabbed himself from 30 feet away. The speed was fast to the limit and directly turned into a remnant.

Tan Zong had no time to think about it. His tall body just flew up subconsciously.

Hiss!

The smoke cloud spear stuck to his skirt and stabbed him. It was only a line away, so he stabbed him straight.

Tan Zong was in a cold sweat and felt a sense of survival. However, the attack of the Chinese youth was like a shadow. He still had time to catch his breath in the future. The long gun in the Chinese youth's hand was suddenly picked up.

"Peng!"

Such an attack was too fast. Tan zonggen couldn't avoid it. The smoke cloud long gun was fiercely picked on his legs. Suddenly, Tan Zong only felt that his legs were almost broken by the long gun. His huge body was like a leaf in the wind, without any weight, and directly picked up dozens of feet high.

As he was flying, he looked down and was immediately bitter. Qin Yi, who was below, had already gone up against the sky with a long gun. The cold head of the gun in the sun pointed directly at his heart.

"Ah!"

Such a scene surprised all the people watching the war around.

"Chinese youth, it's not so easy to kill me!"

Tan Zong roared and suddenly opened his mouth. A mouthful of blood sprayed on the sabre. The sabre rose at the sight of the wind. In the blink of an eye, it soared to a full five feet long and half feet wide.

Holding a full five foot long war knife in his hands, he danced wildly and danced a airtight knife wall around his body.

"When!"

Qin Yi's spear point was hard on the knife wall. He only felt that his arm was slightly numb, and the smoke cloud long gun lost its accuracy.

And Tan Zong, the tiger's mouth of both hands, was cracked, a blur of flesh and blood. The world-shaking sabre, which was five feet long, gave up and flew to one side.

Surprised, Tan Zong quickly burst and swept the amazing Sabre flying out. With a big hand, he clenched it in his hand again, and then quickly landed on the ground.

"Hoo..."

Seeing such a scene, the people around him breathed a sigh. Fortunately, Tan Zongzhen is worthy of being the first expert of the girder. As expected, he is powerful and unparalleled. In the face of such a situation, he can escape from death.

"Tan Zong, you are the first expert of the girder, but your strength is really ordinary. I don't even need to show my strongest martial arts, which is enough to defeat you! Don't you have the last three knives in your thirteen dragon slaying moves? Show it. "

Qin Yiyang pointed his gun at Tan Zong and said faintly. There was indifference on Junyi's face.

His words undoubtedly pierced into Tan Zong's heart like an awl.

"Chinese youth, you must be crazy... Hiss..."

Tan Zong roared. As the first expert of the girder, he not only failed to kill the boy with full arrogance, but was always at a disadvantage, which had ruined his face. Now, the boy still despised himself. Before he finished saying a word, he was spewing out a mouthful of blood.

I don't know whether I was hurt or angry.

After wiping the residual blood on the corner of his mouth, Tan Zongna looked at Qin Yi, leisurely became a Yin vulture to the extreme, and said word by word: "OK, I'll show you the last three knives of the thirteen dragon slaughtering styles."

"Thirteen dragon slaying moves - the eleventh move!"

When Tan Zong burst into drinking, he fiercely cleaved the five foot long matchless sabre in his hand to Qin Yi in front. On the sharp blade, three full ten foot long sabres suddenly burst out. With a harsh roar, he fiercely cleaved to Qin Yi. The speed was indescribable. In the blink of an eye, he cleaved to Qin Yi's chest.

Qin Yi smiled faintly and raised a smoke gun.

"Click!"

At the moment of touching the smoke and cloud spear, the three huge bloody swords suddenly broke. The huge impact made Qin Yi suddenly retreat a few steps. His clothes and black hair were all backward.

"A small skill."

Qin Yi raised his gun across his chest, smiled faintly and said slowly.

The corners of Tan Zong's mouth jerked violently. His eleventh move of the thirteen dragon slaughtering moves only split the Chinese teenager back a few steps, which is far from the picture he imagined in his mind.

He can't accept such a bad picture!

"Chinese youth, die!"

Tan Zong, whose heart had already broken into pieces, roared and played the twelfth form of the thirteen dragon slaughtering forms. The five foot long unparalleled sabre, fought hard to split, from the previous three huge blood-colored sabres to six, and cut into the air towards the young man in front.

"Hum..."

Smoke and cloud, long gun concussion, surging out of a towering murderous intention.

The young man was holding an old spear and stirred it suddenly. The old spear suddenly destroyed the world and smashed all the six amazing blades.

The movement of Tan Zong in front did not stop. His broad soles stamped hard on the ground. The whole earth trembled suddenly. His huge body burst out with the help of this stamping force.

In the process of blasting and plundering, the world-shaking sabre in his hand fought hard.

The thirteenth form of dragon slaughtering!

And the strongest!

As he chopped this knife out, the endless killing intention filled every inch of space here, as if the whole training ground had become an eternal killing ground in an instant, which was breathless.

And the bloody Dao mang became nine. Nine bloody Dao Mang, like nine blood dragons, roared away towards the Chinese youth in front, completely drowning him and strangling him.

"Ha ha, Chinese youth, is the thirteenth form of Laozi's thirteen dragon slaying forms still a small skill?"

Looking at the Chinese youth who had been completely submerged in the nine huge bloody swords, Tan Zong laughed wildly. He felt very comfortable. This arrogant boy was finally killed by himself.

He knows very well the power of the last version of his thirteen dragon slaughtering styles. Now, Chinese teenagers are hanged by thirteen bloody knives and mangs. They will definitely become one piece by one. There will be no second middle school.

However, many times, things will always go against people's wishes.

Tan Zong's happy laughter suddenly stopped, because he saw that the nine bloody swords in front suddenly collapsed and opened, directly turning into nothingness.

He only had time to open his mouth in amazement. A virtual shadow came from the explosion. In the blink of an eye, it came in front of him. He fixed his eyes and saw only a handsome face with a faint smile.

The next moment.

"Bang!"

A loud noise!

The smoke and cloud spear has been ruthlessly swept on Tan Zong.

Tan Zong's body suddenly heard a sound of "pa pa" bone fracture. His huge body flew only a hundred feet away, and fell to the ground with a bang, smashing a piece of dust.

"Tan Zong, obviously, the thirteenth style of your thirteen dragon slaying styles is still just a small skill."

With a light breath, Qin Yiyang pointed his gun at Tan Zong on the ground and looked down at Tan Zong on the ground.

Qin Yi's last shot was not light. The bones on Tan Zong's body were broken more than ten places. However, despite this, Qin Yi obviously showed mercy. Otherwise, what is lying on the ground now is a corpse.

Anyway, the purpose of coming to Daliang this time is to get Huolian. He doesn't want to make things out of control. Once the first expert of Daliang is killed, his majesty Daliang really doesn't know what it will be like to be angry.

Tan Zongjing was lying on the ground. Her face was as white as paper. In her mouth, she still made a low roar like a beast. Her red eyes stared round and radiated unwilling light.

At the same time, in a trance, he felt that the Chinese youth standing proudly in front of him was a fairy ancient emperor who came here from the very distant fairy ancient years, broken endless time and space, mysterious, tall and majestic

what?

The first expert of girder, defeat!

How is this possible?

Such an outcome made all the people who had to watch the war, including his majesty, kill their eyes.

The whole training ground was like a huge cemetery. There was no sound at all.

All the people are like five thunders. They are stunned and can't move. They can't accept such an outcome.

The God in their hearts was defeated by a young man from China. From beginning to end, the young man even showed quite relaxed. It seems that... He hasn't done his best!