Chapter 84

Qin Xuan looked at Qin fan's figure in the distance and couldn't help sighing. Unexpectedly, he turned into such a shape now. It's really unexpected.

"Is the group war coming to an end?" Someone looked at the round platform and said.

Now there are only more than 20 people left on the platform. Finally, the remaining 10 people are eligible for the reward of the emperor. Naturally, it is impossible to fight in groups like just now.

On the contrary, the camp just formed is likely to collapse and everyone will fight their own battles.

Yue Meng's face was a little pale at this time. Just now he didn't directly participate in the battle, but he still spent a lot of physical strength.

The vast majority of the remaining 20 people are on the fifth or sixth floor of Kaiyuan, or even higher. The third floor of Kaiyuan is the lowest level.

If he fights one-on-one, he is bound to lose.

As soon as the dream came, someone moved in the next direction.

He is a disciple of the Royal College, though he is not too weak for his four-tier peak in Kaiyuan territory.

He had already calculated in his mind that if he wanted to quit behind as much as possible, he must catch up with people as soon as possible, so he immediately selected Yue Meng.

I saw a touch of disdain on the corner of his mouth and said to Yue Meng, "it's not easy for you to persist in the three-tier cultivation of Kaiyuan territory until now. It's none of your business now. Go on."

Yue Meng looked stiff and pale. If he fought against him, he would be defeated.

Qin Xuan seemed to know Yue Meng's mind. He looked at him and whispered, "brother Yue, don't worry, I'll try my best to protect you."

Although Qin Xuan has only this sentence, it has a heavy weight because of his terrible strength.

"Arrogance, I see how you protect him!" The man snorted coldly and looked at Qin Xuan with cold eyes.

Obviously, he saw that Qin Xuan's cultivation was only at the beginning of the fourth floor of Kaiyuan territory, which was lower than him.

Seeing this, the other people on the platform all retreated consciously and gave up the place to fight. Only Qin Xuan stood not far from Yue Meng and was always ready to fight.

The man naturally guessed Qin Xuan's mind, but didn't care much.

He is not confident that he can save a few people.

Yue Meng stood up slowly and gradually raised his momentum to the peak. His eyes twinkled with a faint light, which was quite strange.

The power of his practice is magic. If others fall into his eyes, it is difficult to break free unless the soul power is stronger than him.

However, the man didn't care about the change of Yue Meng's eyes. He rushed over without scruples, and a long handle suddenly appeared in his hand The gun stabbed Yue Meng directly.

The long gun attack is extremely fast and fast. It is like an arrow off the string. With a terrible momentum, people can retreat five times. Everyone on the stand was shocked in a cold sweat.

"What a fast gun!" Someone looked at the long gun from a distance, but there was an illusion, as if the gun was stabbing at himself, and everything in front of him was the shadow of the gun.

"This is the artistic conception of gun... He has realized this level!" On the stand, a man suddenly stood up and looked very excited.

This man is the elder of the Royal College and the master of the man on the platform.

Suddenly he found that his disciple showed such a style. Naturally, he couldn't hide his excitement.

"Sure enough, it's the artistic conception of gun. There's only gun in my heart. Everything around me is filled with the artistic conception of gun. That man is going to lose." An old man next to him stroked his beard and said that even if the victory or defeat was not divided, he already knew the outcome.

Yue Meng is closest to the man. Naturally, he can feel the power of the long gun most.

At this time, he only felt that he was in an independent space, surrounded by afraid guns, as if countless guns were stabbing him from all directions.

The infinite gun power shrouded the whole space, with terrible pressure, so that his strength could not be fully displayed.

This is not a fantasy. It won't be so real.

Moreover, the power of his practice is the illusion. If he is in the illusion, he can feel it immediately. Unfortunately, it is not.

But what Yue Meng feels is really very different from what everyone in the stands sees. His feeling at this time must be more thrilling!

When the man saw that Yue Meng had been trapped by the gun, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the disdain on his face became stronger.

At the same time, he glanced at Qin Xuan. The look seemed to say, "why don't you save him?"

Qin Xuan saw his eyes, but his expression didn't fluctuate much. He still looked at each other calmly.

"Damn it!" At this time, Yue Meng's heart was in chaos and shrouded in endless gun power. Not only his own strength was suppressed, but also the figure of the man could not be seen.

Eye illusion is to look at your opponent. Even people can't see it. What about looking at each other?

It can be said that Yue Meng is at a disadvantage at the moment. The reason why he hasn't been defeated is that the man is teasing him.

"Almost. You can go down." The man's eyes flashed a sharp color and his palm trembled violently.

Yue Meng only felt that the gun power around him was suddenly strong to the extreme. He didn't know where to shoot a long gun The gun is as fast as lightning and makes a strong sound of breaking through the air.

"Dream!" In the blue seat, one person's pupils contracted sharply, his fists were tightly held, and his fingertips went deep into the flesh and blood without knowing it.

It was Yue Yuan, the father of Yue Meng, who regretted letting Yue Meng compete on the stage, otherwise he would not fall into such a situation.

"No!" Yue Meng's pupils suddenly shrunk and his heart trembled wildly. He felt a strong will of gun locking himself, and immediately endless panic spread from the bottom of his heart.

However, the gun will not stop with Yue Meng's nervous mood.

Seeing that it was about to be stabbed, people's hearts could not help but get nervous and stared at the long gun.

Now it's too late to admit defeat. The long gun has been out and can't be taken back.

A look of despair flashed in Yue Meng's eyes, and his eyes could not help closing slightly.

However, at the next moment, changes suddenly happen!

Yue Meng only felt that the gun momentum that had been enveloping his whole body disappeared in an instant. His body suddenly lightened, and the icy will of the gun suddenly disappeared.

"Is it true?" Yue Meng seemed to think of some possibility and suddenly opened his eyes.

At this time, in front of him, there was a slender figure standing proudly, holding an illusory sword in his hand.

Looking at his back, Yue Meng suddenly felt at ease. It seemed that as long as there was that person, all difficulties would be solved!

"How is this possible!"

Compared with Yue Meng's relaxed breath, the man's heart was full of shock at this time, and he couldn't believe what had just happened.

Just now, the long gun is only three feet away from Yue Meng. As long as there is another moment, it will be a long time The gun can pierce his body and take his life away.

However, suddenly a white shadow flickered rapidly, and a powerful white light suddenly appeared in the void, which made him narrow his eyes slightly.

Then there was only a clear sound, like something broken, which made people's heartstrings tremble.

When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly found that a figure in white appeared in front of him. It was the man who wanted to save Yue Meng.

Just one second ago, he did it.

Not only did he feel incredible, but the people in the stands and the countless people who had been looking up at the platform below didn't know what had happened.

Everything happened so fast that people didn't have time to respond.

"This boy is good, ha ha!" Yunshan old man whispered with a smile.

When Murphy heard the speech, he seemed to think of something. A touch of excitement flashed in his eyes, looked at the old man of Yunshan and said, "master, you mean..."

"Yes." Yunshan old man nodded with deep meaning, and his face was full of smiles.

If he hadn't been 100% sure before, the man wearing the bronze mask was Qin Xuan. Now, he has full confidence.

No one can do this except him!

Huoer's beautiful eyes were colorful, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, which aroused a naive radian. She murmured, "brother Xuan, you are the most dazzling existence!"

Su Ying always pays attention to Huo Er's look and finds that she is extremely happy at this time. She can't help looking down her eyes.

At the end of her sight, she saw a slender figure standing proudly, and she understood something in her heart.

"Is it really him!" Duan Ruoxi's heart is also quite restless. Bei teeth nibble at his vermilion lips.

She wanted to see Qin Xuan, but she didn't want him to take risks. Now she saw the white figure with a bronze mask blooming with brilliance and elegance, and her heart became more nervous.

"How did you do it?" The man stared at Qin Xuan and said in a deep voice.

He thought that his artistic conception of gun could not compete with that of few people in the same realm, and he never thought that one day he would be directly broken by people with a lower realm than himself.

But it did happen, and he was not the only one to see it, and countless pairs of eyes witnessed it.

Previously, he was complacent that he could understand the artistic conception of gun, but he didn't expect to be broken in such a fast time, and it was still so easy.

He was caught off guard by the great changes that took place before and after. This feeling is like a broken dream, which makes people feel disappointed.

"The artistic conception of your gun is too weak. One sword is enough." Qin Xuan spit out a voice in his mouth.

Although his tone was plain, it was more violent than the heavy stone hitting his heart, which made the man tremble in his heart and speechless.

He was so strong that he spoke without mercy and humiliated the disciple of the Royal College naked.

People's hearts are full of shock. At the moment, they just want to see what kind of peerless face is covered under the mask?

The disciples of Royal College don't blame Qin Xuan. They only hate that they provoked him many times before, which led to such humiliation now.

Qin Xuan looked indifferent and said, "if you want to continue, I can't guarantee that the sword in my hand won't drink blood."

This remark fell, and countless people showed their sharp points on the grandstand and under the round platform.

This man is so crazy!

Even if they broke the gun potential, their strength should be between Bo Zhong, but he even said such words.

However, something unexpected happened.

The disciple of the Royal College turned around and walked down the platform without looking back, leaving lonely.