Chapter 426 Gun Intent!

"What is the ability to win verbally, and whether you are qualified or not, it is not up to you to decide. ”

The sneer on Luo Hu's face was even worse, and there was a faint expression of cold killing intent.

"Then let's see the real chapter under our hands. ”

The dragon marten shrugged, his expression was quite relaxed, and he obviously did not regard Rahu as an opponent of the same rank.

In Long Mink's heart, except for Yan Tianwu, the great prince who had defeated him, even Duanmu Feiyu, who had the white phoenix martial soul, was not a strong opponent.

If it weren't for the matter of the martial soul, as early as more than a year ago, after recovering from his injuries, he would have directly entered the Yuan Dan realm, how could he have dragged on until now.

When Luo Hu heard this, he glanced at Long Long Mink a little strangely, and didn't understand how Long Mink could have such great confidence, this tone was obviously not pretended.

However, he didn't dispute with Long Mink anymore, and it will be clear how much ability he has later.

"I actually ran into Wang Yang!"

Gu Meng, one of the four hereditary palaces, the eldest prince of the Heavenly War Palace, couldn't help but jump slightly from the corners of his eyes after seeing him lined up with Wang Yang, and there was a dignified look in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Although Wang Yang is a new Tianjiao, in Gu Meng's heart, he is the most reluctant to meet and one of the most unconfident Tianjiao.

Wang Yang's previous scene of defeating Hua Xiu's strongest trick with the might of his sword still made him remember it vividly.

Compared with Wang Yang, who suddenly rose, Gu Meng would rather meet Wang Tian, who is also the hereditary prince of the royal palace, in that case, the odds of winning are greater.

"No. 1 Martial Arts Fighting Platform, Nine Star Sect Tang Dali, Battle, Earth Demon Sect Zhang Hongbao!"

"No. 2 Martial Fighting Platform, Qingshuang Sect Jingqiong, Battle, Emerald Red Gate Miyue!"

"No. 3 Martial Arts Fighting Stage, Poisonous Scorpion Sect Shengjin, Battle, Snow Fox Sect Ji Hao!"

"No. 4 Wudoutai, Thousand Crane Family, Thousand Crane Mu, Battle, Xianglong Zong Langhu!"

"No. 5 Martial Arts Fighting Platform, Xuantian Sect Wang Yang, Battle, Baihong Peng Qing of the Baihong Family!"

"No. 6 Martial Fighting Stand......"

"Number Seven ......"

……

After the rearrangement of the shuffled candidates, the ten martial arts arenas were put on when even the battle began.

Wang Yang was selected in the first game of the knockout round, and his opponent Bai Hong Peng Qing was one of the top martial arts families in the Great Yan Dynasty, the young master of the Bai Hong family.

Sou!

As soon as the voice of the referee of Na Yuan Dan fell, a vigorous figure fell from a high platform into the No. 5 martial arts platform.

The man had a slender body, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, wearing a cyan power suit, his demeanor was calm and gentle, and he had a faint elegant temperament.

At a glance, he looks like a scholar who has read poetry and books, without the temperament of a martial artist, and he is the young master of the Baihong family, Baihong Peng Qing.

Don't look at Bai Hong Peng Qing as an inconspicuous scholar, but in his points competition just now, no opponent can catch his move.

Even those opponents of the same rank whose cultivation has also reached the peak of the innate sixfold are no exception, and it is precisely because of this that no one knows how strong Bai Hong Peng Qing's strength is, and some people even think that he has the combat power comparable to Tianjiao.

"In the lower Baihong family, Baihong Peng Qing, please advise!"

And in the face of Wang Yang, who was the strongest on the No. 5 martial arts platform, Bai Hong Peng Qing not only did not have the slightest fear, but even faintly excited and eager to try.

"Xuantian Sect, Wang Yang!"

The fire dragon sword in Wang Yang's hand was unsheathed, and the wisps of fiery sword qi continued to swallow and exp, leaving shallow sword marks on the hard ground of the martial arts platform.

"Thousand Sun Gun!"

Bai Hong Peng Qing, who looked excited, flicked his fingers, and his fingers were on the Sumeru ring.

After a flash of red light, a spear about half a zhang long, with a red body and carved red runes, appeared in his hand, faintly bursting with a wave of fiery qi like a flame, he was obviously the true qi of the fire attribute.

And Bai Hong Peng Qing, who had a spear in his hand, his whole temperament, at this moment, became as sharp as a spear, and the elegant scholar before him had completely changed drastically.

"It's ......"

Wang Yang, who originally had a flat expression, at this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a touch of essence flashed.

"This momentum...... Could it be a gunshot?!"

"No, Bai Hong Peng Qing actually comprehended the sword momentum?"

"No, if it's a gun, the power shouldn't be so weak, this should be ......"

Wang Yang's battle as a newcomer to Tianjiao was already extremely eye-catching, and the sudden and huge changes in Bai Hong and Peng Qing were also instantly noticed by countless audiences.

"Although I heard that the generation of the Baihong family has produced a genius of the gun path, I didn't expect that his comprehension of the gun momentum has reached the rudimentary form of the gun momentum!"

On the high platform of Mingyang Palace, Wang Kailong, who is known as the Marquis of the Golden Spear, felt the sharp momentum on Bai Hong Peng Qing's body, and a thick shock flashed in his eyes.

He has been immersed in the gun for more than ten years, but he has never been able to comprehend the gun.

Unexpectedly, among the younger generation, Bai Hong Peng Qing, who is not well-known, has actually comprehended the gun momentum to the point of rudiment.

You must know that after the gun reaches its prototype, it is only one kick away from the real entry potential.

"I see. ”

Wang Yang's expression was a little abrupt, and he understood why Bai Hong Peng Qing knew that he would be eliminated when he met him, but he still showed excitement on his face.

Now it seems that the other party wants to use his sword momentum to hone his gun intent.

After all, in the Great Yan Dynasty, the strong people who have comprehended the power are extremely rare, and each of them is not easy to move.

Now that he has encountered Wang Yang, a ready-made opponent who has comprehended the sword momentum, Bai Hong Peng Qing will naturally not let go of this opportunity.

"Then I'll do what you want!"

The corners of Wang Yang's mouth were smiling, and the sword momentum in his body was like a flood of embankments, bursting out suddenly, and even the void around him was faintly distorted.

"It's so strong!Is this the real 'potential'!?"

In Bai Hong Peng Qing's excited look, there was a faint solemn look.

Although he had already seen the power of the sword as early as when Wang Yang and Hua Xiu were fighting, when he faced it in person, he truly realized the horror of the sword power.

The rudimentary form of his spear, in front of Wang Yang's sword momentum, is like a toddler who has just toddled, and the power of the two is not at the same level at all.

"Xingyang Divine Spear!"

Bai Hong Peng Qing took a deep breath, and after stabilizing his mentality, he stepped quickly, rushing straight ahead, and when he rushed to the attack range, his right hand shook violently, and on the Thousand Sun Gun in his hand, a starlight emitting a blazing light appeared.

Whew!

In the next moment, I saw countless sharp gun shadows pouring out on the Qianyang Gun, like the stars shining, with a sharp and piercing sound of breaking the sky, covering an area of several zhang in a radius, and stabbing towards Wang Yang impenetrablely.

"Slash!"

Facing the shadow of the spear that seemed to be full of stars, Wang Yang stood motionless, seeing that the spear in the sky was about to attack him.

Wang Yangcai's right hand moved, the long sword in his hand, there were bursts of crisp sword sounds, the runes were all bright light, exuding a hot breath like molten slurry, towards those spear shadows that covered the sky, a sword volley slashed out, and one after another sword bursts out like a salvo of ten thousand arrows.

At the moment of the sword slash, the sword momentum around Wang Yang's body was booming, blending into the sword, making the sword more powerful, and all the guns were smashed with a brush, revealing the white rainbow Peng Qing who was attacking from the air quickly.