Chapter 427 Crush!

The shadow of the spear in the sky was shattered, Bai Hong Peng Qing was not surprised at all, he did not whimsically think that with this trick alone, he could defeat Wang Yang.

His real killer move is still behind, and the shadow of the guns in the sky is just a disguise.

"Martial Soul: Musket!"

At the moment when the figure appeared, at the center of Bai Hong Peng Qing's eyebrows, there was already a fiery red gun shadow.

The shadow of the gun is only a few inches long, but it is not blurry, and it appears extremely clear.

Under the raging illusory flame, like a flaming dragon, it exudes the breath of looking at the world.

"Melt!"

The fiery red spear shadow martial soul was shocked, and bursts of gunfire appeared inside, and the dazzling flame red light erupted.

The power of the invisible martial soul flowed into Bai Hong Peng Qing's body, and the crazy surging true qi merged into the bright Thousand Sun Spear.

The vast breath like a volcano was brewing in the Thousand Sun Spear, and the momentum was so strong that it made people tremble.

"Starflame shoots!"

Attacking Fang Cheng, Bai Hong Peng Qing's right foot slammed on the ground.

A violent wave of qi erupted, making Bai Hong Peng Qing's speed skyrocket several times, and the whole person turned into a firelight, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Wang Yang.

The Qianyang spear burst out, and the speckled guns seemed to be scattered like patches of starlight, containing a fierce killing machine, and it was difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real to directly stab Wang Yang's vital point.

"Ten Thousand Swords!"

Wang Yang's toes tapped the ground, and his body immediately pulled dozens of meters into the air, avoiding the star-like attacking spear.

Then the long sword in his hand exploded and slashed one after another, and thousands of sword rays that fused with sword momentum were like a rain of swords, overwhelmingly slashing towards Baihong Peng Qing.

"Shoot the dragon tyrant!"

Bai Hong Peng Qing was not shocked, he had expected this situation before he started.

I saw him let out a low shout, and those murderous intent guns that originally burst out were all recalled by him at this moment, and all of them were condensed on the tip of the gun.

Zheng!

At the same time, the flame runes engraved on the whole body of the Thousand Sun Spear broke away from the body of the spear one after another, and continued to merge into the tip of the spear along with those cold spears.

A crisp gunshot, like a dragon's groan, echoed on the fighting platform.

Rumble!

In the next moment, a momentum that was even more terrifying than before erupted from the Thousand Sun Spear, and the Thousand Sun Spear seemed to be psychic at this moment.

The entire body of the spear was shrouded in flames, and the spear at the tip of the spear, with the fusion of the flame runes, condensed a red spear that was three feet long.

The spear was like a flaming dragon, tearing through the void, towards Wang Yang in mid-air, swooping with teeth and claws, and all the swords that fell were shaken along the way.

"Do you want to beat me by chance?"

Looking at Bai Hong Peng Qing's killing moves one after another, the corners of Wang Yang's mouth were filled with a smile.

In the face of the surging flame spear, he just casually slashed out a sword ray, and the moment the sword light collided with the gun, it exploded violently.

Wang Yang used the chaotic qi waves of two streams of energy to deftly fall down with his body.

"What's going on?"

Looking at Wang Yang, who was standing there motionless after landing on the ground, the long sword was put into the sheath, and when Bai Hong Peng Qing was puzzled, there was a bad feeling in his heart.

"Sword Momentum: Suppression!"

At this time, Wang Yang moved, his right hand was lightly raised, and his five fingers were opened to face Baihong Peng Qing, and a mysterious aura emanated from his palm.

"This breath ......"

Bai Hong Peng Qing seemed to sense something, her face changed suddenly, and she hurriedly looked up.

I saw that above his head, at some point, a sword mountain of more than 20 zhang appeared, with a momentum as thick as a mountain, and suppressed him fiercely.

Shout!

Although Wang Yang was eyeing him next to him, Bai Hong Peng Qing couldn't care so much, the sword momentum above his head was too terrifying.

If he didn't make a move to resist and was pressed head-on, then he would definitely have no bones, and even at that time, even that Yuandan-level referee might not be able to save his life.

"Break it for me!"

Under the crisis, Bai Hong Peng Qing slammed his feet on the ground, and the red spear at the tip of the Qianyang spear shook, and a sharp sound of breaking the air appeared.

At this moment, the red spear detached from the tip of the spear, turned into a red light, and stabbed towards the sword momentum mountain that was pressing above it.

"Since you want to hone your spear with your sword momentum, then you should experience it well!"

Seeing this, Wang Yang's expression did not change in the slightest, his palm pressed down suddenly, and the speed of the sword mountain fell sharply, and the howling wind was like a tsunami landslide, which made people change color when they heard it.

Rumble!

When the sword power mountain fell violently, the red spear that was three feet long, also from the bottom to the top, with the momentum of shattering everything, stabbed fiercely on the sword power mountain, wanting to smash it.

At the moment when the two collided, a terrifying shock wave, when even from the place where they collided, exploded with such a violent degree that the void was like the surface of water, constantly shaking.

Boom!

The next moment, a crackling sound rang out without warning.

But it was the red spear that wanted to penetrate the sword power mountain, and it was only blocked for a moment, and it was crushed by the sword power mountain and burst open.

The red flames and true qi that turned into scatters, along with the sword momentum, pressed towards Bai Hong Peng Qing, who didn't escape for some reason.

"Sword ......"

The moment he saw the sword power mountain, Bai Hong Peng Qing knew that with his strength, it was impossible to defeat Wang Yang.

So his original intention to defeat Wang Yang also dissipated at this moment.

He looked at the huge mountain that was completely condensed by the sword momentum, but there was a decisive look in his eyes, and the momentum of the edge was condensed, making his whole person look like he had completely turned into a sharp spear!

"Not good!"

On the high platform of the Baihong family, the head of the Baihong family and a group of elders looked at Bai Hong Peng Qing, who did not take the opportunity to escape, and their faces all changed in unison and stood up.

"This kid ......"

Seeing this, the Yuan Dan referee in mid-air also became solemn, and his body appeared on the martial arts platform in a flash.

However, he didn't make a move, because as soon as he made a move, it meant that Baihong Peng Qing was defeated, so he could only wait for Bai Hong Peng Qing to be unable to resist before he could make a move.

"Poof!"

Almost instantly, the sword power mountain fell with a bang, smashing into Bai Hong Peng Qing's body, making his body tremble, his face turned pale in an instant, the blood in his mouth vomited wildly, and his breath was even more wilted, obviously having been hit hard.

Swish!

Referee Na Yuan Dan's eyes flashed, turned into an afterimage, step by step, spanning dozens of zhang, and appeared under the sword peak in the blink of an eye, grabbing Bai Hongpeng and quickly withdrawing.