Boom boom boom boom boom!

On the ring, as soon as the seventh gun appeared, a huge explosion sounded immediately.

The entire ring kept shaking under the huge shock wave, and smoke and dust rose.

After a long time, the smoke and dust dissipated.

Two figures stood on the ragged ring, one holding a knife, one holding a gun, one spotless and one covered in blood.

The spotless one is naturally Guan Yuefei, except for his very pale face, he did not suffer much damage at all. Although Zhang Yifeng finally offset the third sword, he still suffered a lot of damage, and wounds were everywhere on his body.

But despite his injuries all over his body and his chest kept rising and falling, he still stood up and straightened his back slowly. He looked at Guan Yuefei, suddenly grinned and said, "I'm sorry, I've slapped you in the face again. Three moves, you didn't seem to defeat me."

Even though he was always at a disadvantage, Zhang Yifeng was still calm. You know, he did not even use the battle immortal body. Now it seems that there is no need to use the battle immortal body.

As soon as Zhang Yifeng's words came out, the disciples of Shenglong Peak immediately sneered.

"You are shameless in the trash in the outer courtyard. You can still laugh. Even if Senior Brother Guan didn't defeat you in three moves, so what? Can you still fight with your body?"

"Yes, you are still a defeated general under Senior Brother Guan. Although you don't know where you learned the Seven-Star Spike, Qianlong Peak's Seven-Star Spike is just like this, and it's not as good as my Three Killing Sword at Shenglong Peak!"

On the ring, Zhang Yifeng didn't say anything, he just shook his head lightly. Then, in everyone's astonished eyes, he raised the spear in his hand again, and the tip of the spear was still pointing at Guan Yuefei.

Then, he spoke with a plain expression: "Do you know why I said I would defeat you within four moves, not three moves, or two moves?"

Zhang Yifeng's sudden question made Guan Yuefei stunned. I don't know why Zhang Yifeng asked this question. He looked puzzled.

Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly, and did not wait for Guan Yuefei to answer, but asked and answered himself: "Because I know that there are three styles of the three-kill sword technique in Shenglong Peak!"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the faces of many disciples from Shenglong Peak changed, and some even started to curse.

"You are so arrogant in the outer courtyard!"

"You're completely looking for death!"

The stupid disciple didn't understand why, and asked, "What does Zhang Yifeng mean? Why are you so angry?"

"Are you stupid? You can't even understand this. What he meant was that because the three-kill sword technique of Shenglong Peak has three styles, he said that defeating Senior Brother Guan within four moves is to give Senior Brother Guan a chance to use the three-kill sword!"

"What! This dog-Ji actually means this! It's so rampant!"

"It's tolerant!"

After understanding Zhang Yifeng's meaning, all the disciples of Shenglong Peak were so angry that they were itchy. If they hadn't had their cultivation too weak, they would have wanted to go to the stage and press Zhang Yifeng to the ground and beat him up.

On the ring, Guan Yuefei heard Zhang Yifeng's words, and there was anger between his eyebrows. It was this time. Zhang Yifeng dared to say such words. As if he understood Guan Yuefei's thoughts, Zhang Yifeng spoke again.

"Do you think I'm talking big? But I can tell you with certainty that I, Zhang Yifeng, never talking big."

"From the time I came to the stage, you must think that my every move was rampant and arrogant, right? Unfortunately, I don't think so, because what I said is true. My arrogance and arrogance come from my strength. A strong arrogance has never been called arrogance, but self-confidence!"

"I said that if you defeat you within four moves, you will definitely not exceed four moves! Now, your three moves are over, and it is my turn to take action. I will defeat you in the next move!"

I will defeat you in the next move.

Zhang Yifeng's voice kept floating around.

The disciples of Qianlong Peak only felt that their breathing was rapid and their blood flow accelerated. This battle was a twist and turns, and Zhang Yifeng could always say what made their blood swell.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yifeng is not from Qianlong Peak. If he is a disciple of Qianlong Peak, it would be so relieved.

"You defeated me? A joke! Why did you defeat me? Even your seventh shot is not my opponent."

On the ring, Guan Yuefei's voice came. He can still remain calm until now, and this mentality is indeed worthy of praise. But sometimes, being too calm is not a good thing. Because being too calm will lack passion.

"Is that so? That's just that you haven't seen the real seven-star magic gun."

Zhang Yifeng spoke lightly.

"I'll be stubborn, then I'll see it."

Guan Yuefei sneered and raised the knife in his hand again. Zhang Yifeng's arrogance made him no longer bear it.

At this time, this kid is still so arrogant, so let's kill him.

Another knife will be cut off this kid in one and two pieces.

The violent aura condensed again, and the knife-shaped storm was formed quickly.

As soon as the sword-shaped storm appeared, Qianlong Peak's disciples immediately changed their faces.

"No, the aura of this sword seems to be even more violent than the last time!"

"Did Guan Yuefei not use all his strength last time? Instead, he showed mercy. Oh no!"

This knife is obviously more powerful than the last time.

This knife was Guan Yuefei's full strength.

"Haha, this is the end of pretending! If you are shameless, you will be seeking death!"

"Senior Brother Guan, good-looking, cut this kid into pieces to relieve his anger!"

On the ring, feeling Guan Yuefei's stronger aura, Zhang Yifeng laughed instead: "Good here! Let you see what the real seven-star magic gun is!"

Zhang Yifeng's voice was still floating, and the spear in his hand had already moved.

The gun is a gorgeous shot!

A gun is a beautiful shot!

Zhang Yifeng held a spear and turned into a meteor, quickly hitting Guan Yuefei.

Everyone felt a flash of sight, and a cold light appeared in the air.

However, after a little cold light appeared, there was no second cold light!

Just the first shot?

Just when everyone was confused, Han Mang held up his long tail, as if it turned into a divine dragon!

Although it was just a little cold light, a terrifying aura suddenly appeared in the entire martial arts training ground. Everyone was breathless, as if there was a prehistoric beast looking at them behind their backs.

In the stands, the main pupils of Qianlong Peak kept shrinking, and he even stood up from his seat in surprise.

Is this a seven-star magic gun?

But he won't be able to do this shot either!

...

The cold light turned into a dragon, with a very fast speed, and it flashed away.

In just a blink of an eye, the cold light disappeared.

Before everyone could figure out what was going on, Zhang Yifeng's voice came from the ring.

"You lost."

Only then did everyone realize that Zhang Yifeng appeared behind Guan Yuefei at some point.

Guan Yuefei still held a big knife and attacked. The only difference is that the knife-shaped storm that had just condensed had long disappeared, and Guan Yuefei's right chest was inserted into a spear!
Chapter completed!