Chapter 142

Turning around and looking at Liu Qing who held the dragon eating gun in his hand again, the killing intention in his eyes became more intense.

"Boy, you are really not afraid of death. Don't think there is a Wutian auction house behind you, so no one dares to kill you." the voice of the shadow came slowly.

Relying on the dragon eating gun, he staggered to his feet, covered with blood and soil, and looked very embarrassed.

The breath was even weaker, as if he could faint at any time, but even so, he still stood up.

Liu Qing slowly raised his head and looked at the murderous Liu Xiong in front of him. His eyes were full of ridicule and smiled softly.

Seeing the suddenly smiling Liu Qing, he couldn't help showing a puzzled color on his face, frowned and said, "what are you laughing at?"

Liu Qing looked at the smile on his face, but it became more rich. Then the laughter suddenly converged and looked at him like a knife, "I laugh at you. I'm working for Lin batian for an indecent weapon;

I laugh at your stupidity. I only represent myself now, which has nothing to do with Wu Tian;

I laugh at your cowardice. You dare not even kill me, a little martial arts disciple. What face do you have to say that you are a five-level strong man? I think you'd better buy a few acres of land and go home and farm. "

Listening to his words, Liu Xiong's face gradually looked ugly. What he said was the truth, but he didn't want to listen.

"This is your own death, you can't blame me." Liu Xiong's face was suddenly cold, and his eyes twinkled like a machete.

The foot suddenly burst, and then it turned into a residual shadow to kill Liu Qing.

Seeing this, Liu Qing's face showed a mocking smile. Unexpectedly, Liu Xiong was so easily angered. This is the result he wanted.

He looked at Wang Yu whose sword was shining in the distance, and the color of perseverance flashed in his eyes, "boy, all I can do is this, and the rest depends on you."

With that, Liu Qing's fingertips crossed over the palms of his two palms, and the bright red blood flowed out. Just for a moment, it filled the gun body.

"Buzzing, buzzing..."

There was an excited buzzing sound from the dragon eating gun, and the low dragon chant sounded suddenly at the moment, as if something terrible in the dragon eating gun had been awakened.

The breath of terror broke out on the gun body in an instant, and the surrounding sky changed suddenly. The wind roared and the dark clouds hit, blocking the bright moonlight. There was only the breath of terror between heaven and earth.

At the moment, Liu Qing's face suddenly turned pale. He ate the Dragon gun and absorbed the blood in his body crazily, as if he were a very hungry baby, sucking breast milk crazily.

Liu Qing, who was already weak, suddenly felt dizzy in his mind.

He shook his head hard. He knew he couldn't fall now.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Liu Xiong's face suddenly changed, and there was a color of fear in his eyes. In that breath, he seemed to be grateful to an incomparable spirit of awe.

All the blades came to him with terrible power, as if to tear him apart.

"What a terrible smell, what is he doing!?" Liu Xiong looked at Liu Qing in shock. He could feel that the power on the long gun was still growing.

"Never let him finish."

Liu Xiong's body turned into a remnant shadow and suddenly swept away at Liu Qing. In a moment, he reached ten meters in front of him.

However, he suddenly found that he could not move forward any further, as if an invisible barrier had blocked him.

"Hum, I don't believe in this evil. What can you do with a little Yipin martial arts disciple?" he said, and the force on his body suddenly went crazy.

His feet suddenly rushed to the front, but just took a step, he saw a faint smile on the corner of Liu Qing's mouth.

The smile was very plain, but in his eyes, it was so cold and terrible.

Suddenly, he realized that it was wrong and was about to retreat, but there was an invisible force that restrained his body and made him unable to leave this range at all.

"It's useless. I sacrificed 60% of my blood to launch an attack. You can't escape." Liu Qing's faint voice exploded in his ears.

Liu Xiong's eyes suddenly stared at Liu Qing's black long gun. His eyes were full of horror, "that... That's a murder weapon!?"

No wonder, no wonder I felt like that when I started with a long gun just now. Everything makes sense.

The murder weapon is originally evil and fierce. Only one owner will be recognized each time. As long as the owner does not die, no one can use it. Unless the cultivation is much higher than the user, it is possible to erase the mark, but it is also very troublesome.

"Now I know, but it's too late." the voice fell, and a fierce light burst out in Liu Qing's eyes. A bloody dragon hovered above his head.

The blood colored body, black eyes and red eyes seem to be a fierce beast from the wilderness, and the breath is full of ancient and simple killing gas.

"Die!"