"Seven-star magic gun? Interesting, come on, let me see how far you have practiced Qianlong Peak's unique skills.

Hua Ling smiled and didn't have much worry!

Qianlong Peak has unique skills, and of course Shenglong Peak also has it. That is the Three Killing Sword. Moreover, the Seven-Star Magic Spear must be released after the fifth gun. This is the disadvantage of the Seven-Star Magic Spear.

"As you wish."

Zheng Yan shouted coldly and the spear in her hand moved.

Buzz!

A buzzing sound came, and two cold lights appeared on the ring instantly!

The first shot of the Seven-Star Magic Gun: a little cold light.

The second shot of the Seven-Star Magic Gun: The strong wind sways willows!

As soon as the Seven-Star Magic Spear was released, Zheng Yan's momentum surged, like a small universe that was exploding, with a powerful momentum!

"Two shots in one shot? Not bad, but unfortunately, your cultivation is too weak after all!" Although Hua Ling was a little surprised that Zheng Yan had an understanding of the shooting skills, she did not think about fighting hard.

What's more, although Zheng Yan can shoot two shots, both shots are just getting started, and the marksmanship is full of flaws.

The flower spirit gathers spiritual energy and gathers its legs, and does not fight hard, but just dodges.

Although there were gun shadows everywhere on the ring, no single shot could hit the flower spirit.

Finally, Hua Ling found an opportunity in hiding.

"Zheng Yan, I'll give you the shame from four years ago! Great Wind Palm!"

With a low shout, Hua Ling dodged Zheng Yan's spear and suddenly launched an attack.

The spiritual energy condensed, forming a hurricane, and suddenly hit Zheng Yan's body.

boom!

Although Zheng Yan had already used his spear to defend, the huge impact force still burst out with a muffled sound, like a thunderbolt.

The entire arena was flying sand and stones, and smoke and dust rose.

In the smoke and dust, both figures were retreating, and one of them fell to the ground, which was Zheng Yan.

Zheng Yan wanted to stand up, but she vomited a mouthful of blood, but she still couldn't stand up. The Great Wind Palm and Shenglong Peak's more powerful martial arts, one palm came out like the strong wind.

"In this competition, Shenglong Peak Flower Spirit Wins."

Po Lao's voice came immediately.

If you lose, you will lose!

No matter how unwilling Zheng Yan is, no matter how unwilling Qianlongfeng is, being inferior to others is not as skilled as skilled as humans.

Zheng Yan heard the voice of Mr. Po, and she lost her last strength. She suddenly wanted to cry. Hua Ling was obviously her defeated general, but she lost completely today.

Is it true that Qianlong Peak has raised a bunch of waste materials, and Qianlong Peak has no need to continue to exist. The decision to recruit geniuses in the martial arts world is simply wrong.

Under the arena, Zhang Yifeng's body trembled slightly, the Seven-Star Magic Spear, what a familiar name.

Unexpectedly, Zhengyi Sect also had this martial arts. The first set of gunshots that Zhang Yifeng learned back then was the Seven-Star Spike. He still remembers it vividly. The Seven-Star Spike is a similar martial arts technique to the Seven-Star Fist, but the level is higher than that of the Seven-Star Fist.

"I lost."

On the ring, Zheng Yan half-kneeled on the ground, looking very unwilling.

At this time, a senior brother Qian Longfeng came over.

"Sixth Junior Sister, don't be discouraged, you have tried your best. Go down and leave it to me next."

On the ring, Hua Ling frowned slightly when she saw this male disciple.

"Qianlong Peak, Zhao Xianyu!"

Hua Ling knows Zhao Xianyu, who is a few years older than her. According to the information from Shenglong Peak, Zhao Xianyu's cultivation is not inferior to her.

Although Hua Ling felt that she could still fight Zhao Xianyu, if she lost, the goal of Shenglong Peak defeating Qianlong Peak would not be able to achieve.

Thinking of this, Hua Ling did not speak anymore, but turned around and looked behind her.

The disciples of Shenglong Peak understood it. Soon, a female disciple walked out of the crowd.

"Sister Fourth, Zhao Xianyu will leave it to you."

This woman is the fourth-ranked disciple of Shenglong Peak, named Dai Xiayun.

Dai Xiayun walked onto the ring, looked at Zhao Xianyu, and said lightly: "Let's take action, within ten moves, I will defeat you."

As soon as he came on stage, Dai Xiayun said something that made Shenglong Peak excited and Qianlong Peak angry.

Ten moves, she will defeat Zhao Xianyu!

A woman who is also so rampant.

But she has this capital because Dai Xiayun is at the ninth level of the Heartbeat Stage.

There is no suspense, there is no suspense in this battle.

Zhao Xianyu did not take ten moves from Dai Xiayun, and even at the seventh move, Zhao Xianyu was slapped by Dai Xiayun with a palm! From the beginning to the end, Dai Xiayun did not use all his strength.

desolate.

The moment Zhao Xianyu was beaten off the arena, all the Qianlong Peak disciples felt sad.

From the beginning of the competition to now, Qianlong Peak has lost three consecutive times and has never won.

Liu Xinru, defeated!

Zheng Yan, defeated!

Zhao Xianyu, defeated!

Defeat!

This made all the Qianlong Peak disciples look dull, and some Qianlong Peak disciples can't stand it anymore. They turned around and left the mountainside. What's the shame of staying here?

Especially when I heard the laughter and sarcasm of the disciples of Shenglong Peak, the taste was extremely difficult.

Staying here is totally self-torture!

Of course, some people leave and some people stay, and they still believe in their senior brothers and sisters.

Brother Jing and senior sister, haven’t you been here yet?

Maybe, there is still a chance. Maybe, there is still a miracle?

In the complicated heart of Qianlong Peak disciples, a beautiful figure finally jumped onto the ring.

"Qiu Ningxin came to experience it."

Qiu Ningxin is Qianlong Peak’s senior sister.

Her voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and she kept floating around.

Qiu Ningxin is wearing green clothes, which looks so beautiful and refined. It is much more beautiful than Dai Xiayun.

"Roar! Senior Sister!"

As soon as Qiu Ningxin came on stage, the atmosphere on the scene instantly became hot.

The Qianlong Peak people all shouted to the sky, hoping that Qiu Ningxin was their last hope.

This is the second recognized person in Qianlong Peak, and his cultivation is second only to Senior Brother Jing.

No matter what, I have to win a game. Otherwise, Qian Longfeng’s face would have been thrown into grandma’s house!

This time, Shenglong Peak was not replaced, Dai Xiayun was still standing on the arena. Perhaps Dai Xiayun thought she could defeat Qiu Ningxin.

"Occursed."

As soon as Qiu Ningxin came on stage, he launched the first attack. The peak momentum of the Heartbeat Period swarmed out like a mountain, which made the disciples with weak cultivation breathlessly.

She was like an angry queen, and her contemporary Xiayun started a close-kill battle.

Boom boom boom boom!

Every time the two of them fists and feet, they burst into muffled sounds.

The two of them had a fist relationship, but they were even more difficult to distinguish.

"Sister Sister, good!"

"Defeat her, defeat the girls of Shenglong Peak!"

The disciples of Qianlong Peak kept yelling, this was a good start! At least, the people of Qianlong Peak took the initiative.

Of course, this is just what the disciples think, but the older generation doesn't think so.
Chapter completed!