Chapter 2773

At this time, the onlookers were all shocked. They looked at Li Yundong strangely, as if they couldn't believe their eyes: the guy who almost died just now still wanted to play? Is he crazy?

Zhang kongyun on one side couldn't help persuading: "Li Zhenren, there are still people from other groups who can play, don't force!"

Mao Yuchang, with sharp teeth and sharp tongue, also advised: "Li Zhenren, don't be brave again. You, if you play again, you will die!"

Li Yundong smiled and whispered, "the other party challenges me by name. How can I avoid the war?"

With that, he walked slowly to the field. He looked up and down at the grave, with a somewhat ironic smile on his face, and said softly: "Hey, a mere Yang God expert also wants to pick up a bargain? Come on, put your horse!"

Although Li Yundong spoke lightly, everyone heard it clearly. The court was very quiet for a time.

The practitioners of all schools in Japan also looked at Li Yundong with a dignified face. Their eyes were extremely complex, both shocking and surprised, and some deep awe

Otsuka looked at Li Yundong standing on the court. Jun's face was pale, one hand stroked his chest, and his body was a little shaky. It seemed that a finger could push him down, but he felt that the man who would fall at any time was as big as a mountain, like a towering mountain that can't see the top of the mountain standing in front of him!

Otsuka was shocked and said in a secret way: if this man is seriously injured to such a degree and still has such power, if he can survive this level, our Japanese practice circles will really be unable to lift their heads in front of him in the future! Such a terrible enemy must not stay in this world!

Otsuka's heart was shocked and issued a fierce drink like a beast. He held a long gun and gave a heavy meal on the ground!

With a crisp sound of "Zheng", two sharp forks immediately pop up at the tip of the gun, which is the king of marksmanship in ancient Japanese martial arts: Treasure yard flow cross gun!

Otsuka holds a gun with both hands. The gun tip is very long, about 30 cm long. There are protruding blades on the left and right sides, which are in the shape of a cross with the gun tip. Therefore, this gun is also called a cross gun.

The gun has a total length of about 2.4 meters. The sharp point of the gun seems to pierce the air. In particular, the body of the gun is full of exquisite talisman patterns, which is obviously branded with a strong Dharma array.

Otsuka stared at Li Yundong and said stiffly, "immortal Li, my gun is a close weapon used by Lord Zhentian Xingcun. It kills countless people and drinks blood! Today you will become another soul under this gun!"

Li Yundong was badly hurt and lost too much blood. His face looked as white as paper, and his feet were empty and rootless. Only his eyes were still bright, but he lost a lot of vigor.

He smiled and said, "it's the personal weapon of Zhentian Xingcun. You should be careful to end up like Zhentian Xingcun."

The two of them spoke on the court. Deng Yu and Deng Jiao whispered at the edge of the court, "who is Zhentian Xingcun?"