Wen Yang snorted, he had never tasted defeat, where would he want to see the result of this draw. immediately shook the spear in his hand and went straight to Zhou Yukun.

And Zhou Yukun's expression was upright, and he picked up the gun lightly, but he stood still and did not move, waiting for the arrival of the other party. From the brief contact just now, he suddenly found that the spear in Wen Yang's hand was a little strange. Just look at the wrist-thick handle of the gun, and the huge and heavy tip of the gun, there is no flexibility at all.

It is simply the flexibility and lightness of the Yajiao gun, forming two extremes, one is good at using strange and varied marksmanship, while the other is more suitable for charging in the midst of many enemies, I believe that not many people can resist Wen Yang's spear.

Therefore, in the next fight, Zhou Yukun did not plan to take a hard time, but instead used the method of borrowing strength, at the moment when Wen Yang attacked, the tip of the gun was picked, and he constantly unloaded the force to draw a circle, while reducing the opponent's strength, while storing the borrowed power on the dragon pattern in the body of the gun.

The more Wen Yang fought, the more frightened he became, every time he attacked, he would be unloaded by Zhou Yukun in time, and after continuous attacks, he didn't hurt the other party at all, but spent too much body for no reason. He knew that his spear was indestructible, but he was most afraid of this continuous softness.

"Zhao Zilong! You coward, do you dare to fight me in a real way. Could it be that you became famous with this trick in the first place? If it really is, then you are nothing more than that, not even as good as waste! ”

Zhou Yukun didn't care about Wen Yang's deliberate provocation at all, with his current temperament, of course such an obvious agitation method would not work on him. His expression was calm, and he still kept firing his guns, defusing the opponent's continuous attacks one by one.

Wen Yang's anger gradually surged, and the other party's shrinking style of play gave him an extremely headache. But his speed is not as fast as Zhou Yukun, and even his combat experience is far from enough, which makes his mentality anxious.

"Ahh I've had enough, you're forcing me to kill. Wen Yang's proud face showed a thick anger, and the spear in his hand slammed into the ground: "Come out for me, Earth Divine Whisper Gun." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Yukun suddenly felt that the ground was trembling slightly, and an ominous premonition came to his heart. He looked around anxiously and saw that everyone else had already joined the warband, fighting at a distance. But among them, some of the people in the martial arts hall fainted and fell to the ground, and they were still in the martial arts hall.

"Everyone, be careful, disperse from here, it's dangerous!" Zhou Yukun shouted, and at the same time, his feet moved, moving to the side of those unconscious people in the field.

At this moment, the tremor of the ground became more and more violent, and the people in the other battlefields noticed the situation here. Among them, Yang Ku saw this appearance, and secretly scolded in his heart, doesn't that bastard know how powerful his ability is, what if he implicates his own people?

Not daring to hesitate too much, Yang Ku hurriedly ordered all the surrounding dead soldiers to evacuate from the martial arts hall as quickly as possible, the farther away the better.

Suddenly, Wen Yang, who was in the center of the vibration, suddenly raised his head and stared at Zhou Yukun with blazing eyes: "Zhao Zilong, you can see my move, you are proud enough." With that, he pulled out the spear in his hand, causing the earth to crack violently, and all of them scattered around it.

Zhou Yukun couldn't keep his back hand at this time, and immediately summoned the Qingyu Sword, a stream of golden energy wrapped those unconscious people, and sent them out of the martial arts hall in a blink of an eye, avoiding being injured by Wen Yang's moves.

At this time, the other people who were reminded by Zhou Yukun had already left the martial arts hall. But as soon as he came out, he heard that the huge martial arts house behind him collapsed with the shattering of the ground, burying Zhou Yukun and Wen Yang deep in it.

Seeing this, Hu Yueyue's expression was anxious, and her heart suddenly tightened: "Teacher! Although she knew that Zhou Yukun was very strong, she was really worried that he would be injured inside, and what if he didn't wake up again.

But as soon as her voice fell, she saw that in the ruins full of cement and stones, a figure suddenly jumped up from it, it was Zhou Yukun who she called. It can be seen that the clothes on Zhou Yukun's body are intact, and it is obvious that he did not receive any injuries in the collapse just now.

Immediately followed by Wen Yang who broke out of the ground, I saw a cylindrical stone platform suddenly rise under his feet, lifting him high. Holding the spear upside down with one hand, he condescendingly looked down at Zhou Yukun below: "Buried in the stone forest, Zhao Zilong." As he spoke, he lifted the barrel of his spear, the tip of which pointed straight downward.

Suddenly, Zhou Yukun's heart trembled, he looked down, and through the eyes of might, he clearly saw that there was a huge energy fluctuation under the ground. Surprised, his body subconsciously jumped into the air.

As he jumped into the air, the ground cracked with a click, and a huge stone spike sprouted from the ground, as if it was about to pierce him through it in one fell swoop.

Zhou Yukun's face remained unchanged, and he stabbed straight down with the gun in his right hand, and collided with the stone thorn head-on. On the surface, his whole body was the size of a kitten on the huge stone thorn, but under the stabbing of his spear, the stone thorn was like paper paste, and it collapsed and shattered into a stone block.

With the force of the collision, Zhou Yukun turned flexibly in the air and jumped to the side. But before he could fall, a huge stone spike grew from the ground beneath his feet, stabbing straight into the sky. In the blink of an eye, with a rapid "click" sound, stone thorns rose one after another, not giving him time to breathe at all.

Seeing this situation, Zhou Yukun did not panic in his heart, holding a Yajiao Gun in his right hand and a Qingyu Sword in his left hand, calmly dealing with attacks from all directions, no matter how strong the stone thorns were, they were all shattered into powder when he waved his hand. Fortunately, there is a lot of borrowed power stored in the Yajiao Spear, and the Qingyu Sword can also absorb the power of power because of the continuous battles nearby.

Seeing that the surrounding stone thorns were getting denser and denser, as if a dense stone forest was about to form, Zhou Yukun was shocked to find that Na Wenyang seemed to be tireless, and was still frantically releasing star source power to create more stone thorns.

According to common sense, the star source power is balanced for everyone, Wen Yang's body is very strong, and it should not be too much of his star source power, which is not enough for him to squander it so much. But Wenyang seems to have some other methods that can be used so extensively.

Zhou Yukun knew that if he continued to consume it like this, it was likely that he would not be able to bear it first. He glanced at the Yajiao Spear, and there was still about a third of the purple dragon pattern on it, which should be enough to use it for a single burst.

In the non-stop defense, he looked at a vacancy, charged the gun in his right hand, and shouted: "The phoenix's beak flashed!" ”

Suddenly, Zhou Yukun was like a falling meteor, smashing into the ground from the air, and stabbed the Yajiao Gun into the ground with a fierce blow, and the saved one-third borrowed the force, and all of it was released without reservation, and soon collided directly with an energy ball underground, which was the energy core he observed with the Eye of Might.

Easily, Zhou Yukun destroyed the energy ball, and sure enough, he saw that the stone forest around him stopped growing.

Wen Yang, who was standing on the high stone platform, smiled proudly and said loudly: "Do you think this is all my strength?" Hmph, I said that I want you to be buried in the stone forest, and now that the cemetery has been found, it is time for you to be buried! After saying that, I saw Wen Yang raise the spear in his hand and wave it down suddenly.

It didn't take long for Zhou Yukun to feel that the sky suddenly darkened, and when he looked up, he saw that a stone hammer covering the sky and the sun had formed on the top of his head, which was the size of a playground.

Seeing this, the rest of the people around gasped in shock, and at the same time let out a miserable scream, completely ignoring the opponent in front of them, they turned around and ran, far away from the attack range of this stone hammer.

Of course, Zhou Yukun did not flee in the same panic as them, because he knew that he was in the center of the attack, and even if he wanted to, he couldn't escape. So he just looked up at the sky fixedly, and flicked the Qingyu Sword with his left hand, and suddenly a faint golden light spread out, absorbing the fear of those people nearby one by one.

As mentioned before, the power is also the emotion, and the greater the intensity of the emotion, the stronger the power of the power will be, so Zhou Yukun is using this to quickly condense the power of the might.

As the golden rays on the Qingyu Sword became thicker and thicker, Zhou Yukun gradually felt a repulsive force, which was the repulsion of the mighty energy towards himself, and they were unwilling to be used by themselves to fight anymore. Even if they are the emperor of power, they will resist.

As for the reason, Zhou Yukun understands that because he has absorbed and used too much power today, there will be rejection. It's like an emperor, you can give all the ministers a personal task every day, and they won't have too many complaints; But if you give them many days, or even a month's worth of work, to complete it in one day, maybe they will rebel against your will.

Zhou Yukun took a deep breath, and instead of stopping the absorption, he accelerated the speed of absorption, so that blood slowly flowed out of his nose, and his spirit became trance.

At this time, the stone hammer located above his head had already fallen with a bang, and although he had not yet touched Zhou Yukun, he had already felt a huge pressure coming, and the whistling air flow was about to suffocate him.

Seeing that the time had come, Zhou Yukun's eyes flashed, and his left hand slashed upward, and the Qingyu Sword, which had condensed a lot of mighty power, suddenly released a huge sword qi, penetrating through the stone hammer above his head, splitting it into two.

"Whoosh."

Zhou Yukun kept waving in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, several sword qi slashed out, like cutting a watermelon, cutting the stone hammer into pieces. It didn't take long for the stone hammer to be cut into many small stones that were not afraid of intimidation.

Seeing that these stones were approaching, Zhou Yukun jumped up, stepped on the stones in the air, and jumped lightly into the air again. In this way, with the gradually falling stones as a starting point, Zhou Yukun quickly climbed to the same height as the stone platform, and his target was the Wenyang on the stone platform.

"Next, it's my offense!"