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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Five: The Magic Gun.

Feng Yu’s eyes were cold as the thought of death swept towards him again, and with a bunch of palms, the huge line spear that he named “Divine Gun” immediately blasted away.

The thought of death that turned into a black tornado did not avoid at all, and directly met and rumbled with the bombarded magic gun in the sky!!!

The earth-shattering collision broke out instantly, and after the magic gun and the black tornado collided together, it immediately stirred up a terrifying shockwave like ripples.

The thought of death corroded the Divine Spear, but the Divine Spear crushed the black tornado with a terrifying tearing force.

It was just a momentary confrontation, and the black tornado transformed by the thought of death was penetrated by the magic spear, emitting a mournful groan that seemed to be a scream.

Thundered!!!

The residual power of the magic spear that penetrated the thought of death continued to fly obliquely, and finally hit the ground below.

Suddenly, the earth shook violently, and the spear not only drilled into the ground like tearing tissue paper, forming a huge spiral-shaped deep hole, but also used the terrifying air flow to sweep a large area of surrounding dirt into the distance, stirring up billowing dust like a sandstorm.

Look again at the thought of death that runs through.

The form of the tornado had already been defeated, and in the mournful groan, a large amount of black qi dissipated and collapsed, twisting and swaying like a demon.

“Bingdao Divine Fist Qixu Rulin!”

The two fists struck one after another, as if the strict army engulfed out, and one after another rapid fist prints followed in an instant, frantically bombarding the thought of death that was heavily damaged.

Boom…

The thought of death had no chance to gather at all, and continued to twist and collapse in the astonishing offensive of indiscriminate bombardment.

I don’t know how many punches were thrown, and the thought of death was finally completely worn out in the endless fist print bombardment.

“Is it finally solved!”

Looking at the thought of death, Feng Yu stopped attacking, and at the same time disarmed the armor of the thread on his body.

“The consumption of physical strength by the Divine Gun is really great!”

The line wings behind him waved, keeping his figure in the air, breathing a little shortly, and after glancing at the location where the thought of death disappeared, his gaze shifted to where the divine spear bombarded the ground before.

The huge spiral-shaped deep hole fully proves the amazing power of the Divine Gun, not to mention the aftermath of the Thought of Death after severely damaging the Thought of DeathIf the armor of the thread and the meridian line are the mysterious embodiment of the wind feather in the development of the line line fruit, then the magic gun is the mystery of the simple destructive power of the line fruit.

The more powerful the power, the greater the burden.

The same is true of the Magic Gun, which is a huge physical burden under the amazing destructive power. Even with Feng Yu’s current physical strength, it is not lightly consumed under this move.

“I don’t know if it will improve after developing the thread fruit to awakening!”

Feng Yu’s eyes flickered to think.

It was like when he cast the magic gun just now, which gathered the silk threads that made up the birdcage, and the magic gun needed to be composed of countless silk threads with high strength.

If the latter tests control, the former is a test of quantity.

If you can’t extend a sufficient number of silk threads in an instant, then you can’t shape the magic gun. It can be said that this trick is more suitable for use after developing the thread fruit to awakening.

Because a superhuman demon fruit such as the thread fruit can have an impact on things other than itself after awakening, it can easily produce a large number of silk threads.

But unfortunately, until now, the wind feather has not touched the boundaries of the awakening of the thread fruit.

“We still have to keep working hard!!”

Feng Yu shook his head, collected his thoughts, didn’t think much about it, and turned around and flew in the direction where Shi Bai and them evacuated.

……

“Only a few bodies were found? Then let me continue to check, not only to find out whether these people still have accomplices, but also to find out all the people related to these people, and dare to attack the auction, then you must pay a heavy price! ”

In the dense forest, there is a road leading to the inside, connecting to a villa, outside the villa can be seen a heavily guarded man in black with live ammunition, and in a conference room inside the villa, ten people also gathered here.

One of them ended the call and put his phone on the conference table in front of him, and then looked at the other nine…

The ten people gathered in this conference room all had gloomy faces.

“Unexpectedly, as the prophecy says, this auction was attacked by some daring people.”

“This time is really thanks to the little girl named Nion of the Nothra family, and after this incident, I can give that guy Wright a little reward.”

“These are just small things, now the most important accident is properly handled, the underground auction is organized in the name of our ten old men, in other words, this is equivalent to our face, if we don’t handle it well, won’t my face be lost.”

“The people below are already investigating, I believe that there will be results soon, and the Yin Beast side has also been dispatched.”

“……”

As soon as you said a word, the ten people in the conference room, or the ten old men, quickly started talking and expressing their respective attitudes and opinions.

“So that’s the case, was the Yin Beast sent out by you, no wonder I didn’t see it here!”

Suddenly, just as the ten old men were discussing, an unfamiliar voice interjected, and I saw the balcony on the side of the conference room, and I don’t know when an extra figure appeared, and walked into the conference room.

“What man?!”

“Who are you!”

“Guard!!!”

“……”4.1 The sudden sound made the ten old men quickly hear the sound and look at the balcony, and when they saw the figure walking in from the balcony, they all hurriedly stood up, or took out the pistols from their arms and aimed it, or shouted in anger.

Zheng!!!

A silk thread that was difficult to check with the naked eye popped out, accurately swept out from the necks of the ten old men, and in an instant, people’s heads rolled and blood appeared in the conference room like a fountain.

The strong smell of blood quickly filled the air, accompanied by the sound of headless corpses falling to the ground in unison.

Behind is the balcony where the moonlight slopes and falls, and in the light of the conference room, you can see the figure walking into the conference room from the balcony is the indifferent wind feather.

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