Weapon Master

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Chapter 838 Master!

"call!"

In the sharp sound of broken air, the sharp knife in Yu Mingjing's hand moved, a dazzling dazzling Jinmang shot out, whistling forward at a speed inaccessible to the naked eye, and dozens of meters of void had been torn between the electric light and fire. Arriving in front of Tang Huan unexpectedly burst out an incomparable edge.

Tang Huan's eyes narrowed for a moment, and the whole person seemed to have entered an extremely mysterious and mysterious mood.

The trajectory of Yu Mingjing's long sword, the strength of the sword, the speed with which it tears the void, and even how much power it can explode ... all these are almost omitted by Tang Huan was captured, and then clearly presented in his mind.

In Tang Huan's induction, Yu Mingjing's offensive seemed to be completely decomposed.

Tang Huan is very clear that this should be the change brought to him by the "Empty Buddha" in the soul. Before that, although his sensing ability far surpassed the monks in the same realm, it was impossible to reach such a level. . This feeling is simply beyond imagination.

"Oh!"

In the trembling trembling sound, the flame feather gun bloomed an unusually bright red awn.

laugh! Tang Huan lifted his arm slightly, and the spear had been sent out. A fiery red gunman burst out, but it fell on the golden swordman's most vulnerable place.

"boom!"

The knife smashed instantly, and the flaming gun was like a streamer. It drove straight in and spotted on Yu Mingjing's long knife.

The earth-shattering sound erupted immediately, and the arrogant energy raged wildly. Yu Mingjing felt only a slight numbness in his palm, and the sword was raised high under the impact of that force.

"How so?"

Yu Mingjing couldn't believe his own eyes. His blade was just a tentative attack. He didn't use all his strength, but even so, it shouldn't be so weak that it was easily broken by Tang Huan. However, when he was shocked, Tang Huan chased after him.

"laugh!"

The sound of breaking through the air seemed to penetrate the eardrums. This time it was no longer a gun, but it was directly Tang Huan's long gun. Above the gun's head, there seemed to be flames, and the tip of the gun seemed more like a film. Subtle feathers are condensed, and each feather exudes a sharp sense of sharpness.

A shot stabbed, and the void around the gunhead in front seemed to collapse in layers.

Yu Mingjing's pupils shrank, her body collapsed, but the flame feather gun came quickly, but it was too late for him to perform any combat skills. He could only hold the handle with both hands, and wield the long knife with the simplest action. Cut down, inside the blade, the real air flow turned, the energy was like tide.

"when!"

Knifes and guns meet, loud blast.

Yu Mingjing immediately felt that an almost irresistible terrorist force roared and almost flew out the long knife in his hand. Although he finally grasped the handle of the knife, but the palms of his palms were already cracked, and the bright red blood overflowed from his fingers.

"How is that possible? This kid has just broken through to the sixth level of True Spirit?"

Yu Mingjing was so shocked that he had to retreat backwards again, and the long knife in his hand was slashed again, because the long spear on the other side was like a red streamer, lasing.

"when!"

"when!"

"when……"

The deafening impact sound followed, and the interval between every two sounds was exactly the same. It sounded very rhythmic in my ears.

Tang Huan walked like a court, stabbing one shot at a time.

But under his extremely leisurely offensive, Yu Mingjing was forced to go backwards and forwards, and his handsome face was full of horror that could not be concealed.

The situation above the ring platform was actually staring at many monks.

"Well ... I read that right ..."

"Because of the true spirit of the sixfold cultivation, but Yu Mingjing, the peak of the true spirit, has no power to fight back. What is his origin?"

"It's an eye-opener. It's really an eye-opener. For the first time, I know that an offensive launched by a person can be so pleasing."

"..."

After the initial shock, everyone around Yantai couldn't help exclaiming, but Hu Xi and Shen You were all beaming with smiles.

"What about Tang Huan, I seem to underestimate you."

In the crowd, Fu Junwei murmured softly, a smile floated on the delicate white and tender face like a porcelain doll. Immediately, within those dark eyes, there was already a warlike expression, and the delicate little tongue licked gently After licking his lips, he looked eagerly.

"Where did this little guy come from? The combat power is so amazing? Generally, the Seventh Master of the True Spirit is probably not his opponent." On the referee's stand, the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed into a small gap, waxy yellow An irresistible shock appeared on his face.

"when!"

On the ring, the swords and guns shook together again.

In the loud noise of Jin Tie's symphony, the vigor was violent, the weapon in Yu Mingjing's hands was raised, his body retreated, and the flaming gun on the opposite side struck again ...

A new cycle begins!

The seventh shot!

Eighth shot!

"laugh!"

Immediately afterwards, Tang Huan stabbed a gun like electricity and stabbed him again!

Ninth shot!

"when!"

After a violent collision, Yu Mingjing stabilised and rebounded. The nearly vertical long knife, his hands shuddered, and the blood spilled from the palm was stained with red sleeves.

Opposite, Tang Huan stopped, Yan Yu shot in the void.

When everyone around them saw this, they were extremely confused.

Yu Mingjing has already stood on the edge of the ring. At this time, Tang Huan can only force him off the ring and win with only one shot. However, at such a critical moment, Tang Huan chose to stop and he was not afraid of Yu. Der Spiegel breathed slowly, causing him great trouble.

But soon, everyone knew why.

"puff--"

Yu Mingjing's mouth was slightly open, but she wanted to talk, but before the sound came out, a spit of blood spewed out. First, the knife in her hand fell to the ground and broke into several sections, then her knees softened and she fell to her knees, her face pale as paper The palms of his hands were even more blurred, and blood continued to drip down the ring with his fingertips.

"What's it like to say from the mouth?"

Tang Huan smiled indifferently, and naturally knew why Yu Mingjing became this pair.

This battle was under the control of Tang Huan from the beginning to the end. What kind of speed and strength is needed for the flame feather gun to stab the opponent can only choose the easiest way to do it. The speed when the opponent slashes down How and how strong; when the knife and gun collide, how much force will invade the opponent's body, and how much damage will be caused to the other's internal organs ... None of them could escape Tang Huan's induction.

All of Yu Mingjing's reactions were not expected by Tang Huan, because every step he took was forced by Tang Huan.

In this battle, Tang Huan felt like he was transformed into a **** and became the master of this small space, which made him even more amazed by the "empty Buddha image".

Sure enough, it was something that Hu Chan spent 1,500 years to condense. Only when the "empty Buddha image" was just fused, could it exert such a terrible effect. If the power of the "empty Buddha image" can be fully mobilized, How terrible is the role?

"Let's lie in bed for three months." Tang Huan said again in his mind, dropped the sentence, and turned towards the referee.

"you……"

Yu Ming's mirror was extremely angry, and his pale face suddenly appeared a pathological flush, but the character just came out in his mouth, and the voice came to a halt, but his upper body had fallen forward to the ground, his eyes closed. Alas, motionless, passed out.

PS: Make up a chapter first. I owed five chapters in the past few days. I did n’t forget.