Chapter 804

With an ink gun in his hand, Long Yan proudly stood in the center of the martial arts arena, his whole body was full of a thrilling inner strength of the patriarchal Road, which oppressed the air around him.

His silver hair was calm, and his eyes were burning with the sense of war.

About thirty feet in front of him, Qin Yi was standing there quietly, holding a smoke gun and his clothes making a sound of hunting.

At this time, he also wanted to know how strong the Dragon inflammation, half of which had been activated by the war dragon lineage, was?

Slowly raise the smoke gun and point to Longyan: "Longyan, move!"

"Ha ha, Qin Yi, you are still as simple as ever. You don't say much nonsense. OK, I appreciate you like this."

Long Yan smiled loudly and pointed the ink gun in his hand at Qin Yi: "then I'll do it. Don't say I didn't remind you. Show your real strength and fight with me. Otherwise, if so many people are present, you won't look good if you are tyrannically abused by me. Hehe!"

At the end of his speech, Long Yan stopped talking nonsense. When the mysterious Qi in his body burst and moved, the ink gun in his hand trembled with a "buzzing" sound.

"Peng!"

The soles of Long Yan's feet stamped on the ground and directly stamped a huge crack on the ground. With the help of this stamping force, he burst out towards Qin Yi in front with an ink gun.

"Dragon blood warrior now - Tibetan dragon style!"

In the roar, the speed of Longyan was fast to the limit. In a moment, the ink gun in his hand stabbed Qin Yi in front.

Before the ink gun stabbed Qin Yi, there was a sharp pain on Qin Yi's chest, which was caused by the ultimate killing intention!

He still remembers that there are four styles in Longyan's ancestral shooting, the first style: Tibetan dragon style, the second style: Dragon chanting style, the third style: fighting dragon style, and the fourth style: anti dragon style.

Four types are more powerful than one type!

"The same move, but now the dragon fire is more than twice as powerful as before!"

Feeling the strength of Longyan, Qin Yi didn't dare to neglect it at all, and hurried out with a gun.

"Ding!"

The heads of the two long guns hit each other hard, making a huge sharp sound, which made the eardrums of the people watching the battle numb.

Qin Yi felt that the power transmitted from Longyan's ink gun was so powerful that he couldn't resist it. He suddenly withdrew from a big step, his arms numb, his clothes and hunting sound.

"Ha ha, Qin Yi, if you don't show your strongest strength to fight with me now, I'm afraid it's difficult to win me!"

Long Yan laughed and the whole man was in high spirits.

The next moment.

"Dragon blood warrior now - chanting dragon style!"

The Dragon Yan roared, the war spirit was surging, the ink gun in his hand vibrated, and the strength road rolled like waves, squeezing and violently distorting the surrounding space.

At this moment, the ink gun in his hand seemed to have turned into a dragon, and suddenly sent out a deep dragon chant and a huge energy wave, even in the form of ripples visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, the wind roared!

The earth is dusty!

His spear had not yet been stabbed, and the huge energy fluctuation was to go to Qin Yi first. Qin Yi felt like a mountain and hit himself hard.

Shua!

He flew out directly. However, his strength was naturally not covered. He just flew out about ten feet, but was stopped by him and landed slowly from the air.

"Qin Yi, don't you have seven forms of demons? If I guessed correctly, now you should have succeeded in cultivating the sixth is. Ha ha, show it and see if I can catch it! "

Long Yan smiled and danced wildly with his silver hair.

It's... Too arrogant!

I have to fight my strongest move.

Looking at the crazy state of Longyan, Qin Yi couldn't cry or laugh.

However, if his previous conjecture is correct, Long Yan is the reincarnation of the supreme Dragon Emperor of Xiangu emperor. He is indeed qualified to enjoy his "seven forms of heavenly demons".

"God, is this true? Now, younger brother Yan, how can I feel like an immortal ancient emperor, unexpectedly shaking Qin Yi out! "

"Still taking the initiative to ask Qin Yi to show strong moves to fight!"

“……”

All around, there was a cry of surprise.

"Tut Tut, brother Longyan now wants to be in a dream. It's too fierce!"

Long Yuner in the crowd smacked his mouth, his excited face flushed and looked particularly moving.

Long Hanmo, the leader of the Zhanlong family around her, as well as long Lang and long De, are also excited. In a year and a half, Long Yan has grown up like a God, so people can't help paying homage to him.

That's the pride of their war dragon family!

Those foreigners who watched the war were shocked to the extreme one by one. They had to admit that the Zhanlong family, which is known as the purest descendant of Zhanlong blood in history, is really strong to a thrilling point.

"Ha ha, Qin Yi, show your seven forms of heavenly demons!"

Long Yan laughed loudly, and his fighting spirit was high.

"Well, as you wish."

In front of the brothers of life and death, Qin Yi was also quite straightforward. Besides, Long Yan is likely to be the reincarnated emperor of the great dragon. It is a kind of respect for him to show his strongest martial arts and fight him.

"Pa pa pa..."

The next moment, Qin Yi suddenly surged with the formula of the seven forms of heavenly demons. In his left hand, there was a sound of bone transformation. The palm of his hand suddenly soared to a foot wide and dark, with a trace of ancient evil spirit lingering on it.

"God, what hand is that?"

"How do I feel that it's a magic hand shot from hell?"

"My soul is trembling!"

“……”

With the appearance of the devil's left hand, there was another exclamation around the martial arts field. All the people felt that their souls were trembling. In their hearts, they couldn't help breeding a touch of fear.

They have never seen such a terrible left hand!

"Very good, this is the real duel, hey hey!"

Looking at Qin Yi's demon's left hand, Longyan, a crazy fighter, the war intention in his eyes is more and more intense.

The stronger the other party is, the more he likes it!

"Dragon blood warrior now - Battle dragon style!"

In the burst of applause, Long Yan played his third move.

The charm of his body climbed again. His silver hair stood upright. His body burst out like a dragon at sea. He swept with an ink gun in his hands. A huge ink gun shadow, like a huge ink dragon, was as long as a hundred feet, sweeping away towards the young man in front.

"Seven forms of heavenly demons - the first form!"

Qin Yi's words were so cold that the blood in the human body almost frozen in an instant.

He photographed the demon's left hand, facing the black gun shadow with a length of 100 feet, rolled up a gust of wind, and the track of his palm was still extremely strange, as if he had broken the endless time and space since the very distant Xiangu years.

"Peng!"

The dark demon's left hand slapped on the hundred foot long ink gun shadow. The strong energy wave came out from between the two and hit Qin Yi and Long Yan hard.

Shua!

Both Qin Yi and Long Yan were impacted by this huge energy wave at the same time, so they flew tens of feet away.

be equal in match or contest of strength!

Really strong!

Qin Yi was shocked. Before that, he had never met an opponent who could share equally with himself by displaying the left hand of the devil.

Usually, as long as you cast the seven forms of heavenly demons, the other party will only be beaten.

"Very well, Long Yan, you really deserve to be the greatest Dragon Emperor against the sky... You really deserve to be the strongest descendant of the greatest Dragon Emperor!"

Qin Yi almost leaked his words. Seeing that Long Yan had grown so strong, he was sincerely happy for him.

"Ha ha, war!"

Long Yan, a born crazy fighter, at this moment, the war spirit in his chest expanded to almost burst his chest.

"Dragon blood warrior now - anti dragon style!"

With a roar, Long Yan waved his gun to meet him and played the fourth move. His silver hair was dancing wildly. The momentum of the mysterious way like the ocean opened from him, squeezing and distorting almost the space of the whole martial arts field.

The ink gun in his hand really turned into a dragon and became a huge ink dragon. It rolled and killed Xiang qinyi.

His eyes slightly coagulated and looked at the ink gun that had been completely dragon shaped. The formula of "seven forms of heavenly demons" in Qin Yi's body surged up madly: "seven forms of heavenly demons - the second form!"

"Hoo..."

Zhang Kuan's left hand slapped away at the ink gun that came quickly.

"Peng!"

When the two collided fiercely, the mighty energy lifted them out a hundred feet away again.

Still equal!

"Long Yan, your ancestral martial arts have been displayed, but my" left hand of the devil "still has four styles. Therefore, it is obvious that you have lost the competition between us!"

Qin Yi jumped up, looked at the Long Yan in front and smiled faintly.

He has to admit that he has activated half of the dragon's blood in his body. He is really incredibly strong. He has shot two types of "seven types of heavenly demons" in succession, and the results are equal to himself!

Even if the king of Daohe comes to fight, I'm afraid he may not be able to do so!

"Ha ha, Qin Yi, do you think so?"

Long Yan smiled loudly, his silver hair stood upright, his madness was exposed, and he held a gun in one hand, pointing at the young man in front of him from a distance, with a great sense of war.

"You will soon know that my martial arts is only four moves? Dragon blood warrior now - random dragon style! "

In the roar, Long Yan held an ink gun and went to Qin Yi again.

With the thrust of his shot, the surrounding space suddenly twisted wildly, as if it would break open at any time.