Danniang's fists clenched tightly.

Sanxi's sentence turned his head and asked the shawl: "Pang Chunhao lost to Yang Yan last time, how many shots did you have?" ”

"Twelve hundred shots. That was a long time ago. At that time, the Red Heart Roar was not as powerful as it is now,"

Ju Mang smiled dumbly when he heard this: "Then Pang Chunhao lost to Yang Yan again this time, he should have improved." ”

Shawl shook his head and said: "Yang Yan is originally the type who stands more and more brave, if you want me to say, if you can't solve him in 1,200 shots, I'm afraid there will be no hope." How about a few more shots? Two thousand shots? Three thousand shots? What's more, Yang Yan is more than capable of this. ”

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The chaotic bullets brought a storm of sound waves, and no matter the calamity, the dragon spitting fog, or even the torrential rain of Qiansheng Yunhan, they were swept out of a vacuum zone centered on Yang Yan.

But because Zhan Yuejin's cup was too small, no matter how terrifying the power of the Red Heart Roar was, at most it would turn Li Yan's calamity into a full cup of steam. Li Yan, who had turned on the power of all phases, was able to shuttle freely in the mist, and only then could he barely support himself under Yang Yan's hands.

But if the rate of fire of the bullet rises again, Li Yan may not be able to support it.

Although it was very embarrassing, Li Yan also had to admit that even if he was hit by a red heart, he would have to pay the price of a ghost car to replace his death.

Perhaps the upper limit of Qi Lian's true solution is much higher than that of the Red Heart Strike, but for the current Li Yan, the power of the Red Heart Attack is the same as that of Qi Lian's True Solution, which is death with one blow.

"It's really not an opponent......"

Li Yan flickered in the mist, or dissolved in the mist, and the ghost generally shuttled in the bullet storm.

A violent feeling of powerlessness gnawed at Li Yan's nerves. But there was no hesitation in his eyes, but focus and fanaticism.

That look, Yang Yan seems to be familiar.

"Why are there so many crazy people in the world?"

Yang Yan complained, but he didn't see a strange look in his eyes.

suddenly

A giant steel hand burning black flames protruded from the mist, grabbing Yang Yan with great force.

Yang Yan didn't look at it, and the three bullets hit the "Ascender" in the mist in a zigzag shape, destroying the Iron Giant-like Ascendant almost instantly.

The hollow features of the black flames on the Ascendant's neck screamed, and he suddenly weakened.

The white flame on its back swelled, and it laughed wildly, and the three balls on its spine, which had only lit up with nine balls, climbed up. XIII, XIV......

This time, Li Yan didn't plan to suppress the Ascendant with the Soul Amnesty Water.

A cool breath suddenly rose in Yang Yan's heart, and he felt an incomparable feeling of evil demonization, as if he wanted to melt everything in this side of the world cleanly, leaving not an inch behind.

He took something out of his personal mark and held it in his hand, and then rushed towards the Ascendant, and slapped his palm on the Ascendant, and the tall Ascendant's body stiffened, and involuntarily turned into a red streamer and put it into a mahjong tile.

Mahjong tiles fall to the ground with a pattern of ascenders bathed in scarlet steam.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a purple halo slashed his head and face.

The ghost car blew itself up!

Hyakki Night Walk! Destroy the stars! Six Blood Crying Curse......

"Has he really only been in Yan Fu for a year?"

Yang Yan took out two guns, and actually wanted to attack instead of defending, forty-six Taiping Yin Techniques, you sang and I appeared, the bullets roared and rippled endlessly, reflecting Yang Yan's face flickering brightly and darkly, between light and shadow, Li Yan's face suddenly appeared behind Yang Yan, and the golden mother sword in his hand slashed obliquely......

Zhan Yuejin put his hand on the paper cup, and the white mist couldn't stop overflowing from between his fingers.

The representatives of the Yan Zhao Society held their breath, they really didn't expect that Li Yan could fight with Yang Yan to this point.

in a cup.

Li Yan's hands trembled, and his eyes were fixed on the mist.

A clear mark of blood ran from Yang Yan's neck to his waist.

Click~

Yang Yan's hand let go slightly, and he threw a broken red mahjong on the ground.

He reloaded unhurriedly again, his eyes meeting the expressionless Li Yan.

"This mahjong was given to me by the old man who went to Yunnan four years ago. I've never used it, I wanted to keep it as a memento, but I didn't expect it to be destroyed in your hands. ”

Li Yan actually laughed, he held the big sword with both hands instead, and asked with high fighting spirit: "Then Old Man Zhao, did you give you two at the beginning?" ”

After that, he swallowed the [Zhou Li Bazhen Crispy Cheese Cicada] given to him by Cha Xiaodao into his stomach.

Yang Yan didn't want to think about it, took out a stainless steel wine jug with a red star from his personal imprint, and poured it into his mouth.

The momentum of both of them is rising!

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At the venue, many people breathed a sigh of relief, and if there were no other surprises, they thought that the victory and defeat had been decided.

But many people in the second seat had a straight face, especially Commissioner Bai, whose face was so gloomy that it could drip water.

Danniang took a deep breath, pinched her nails deeply, and suddenly, she stood up: "Mr. Zhao, can you guarantee that there will be no human lives in this fight, and there will be serious sequelae?" ”

Zhao Jianzhong glanced at her: "If I say I can't, do you want to admit defeat?" ”

Danniang was just about to open her mouth, but Zhao Jianzhong interrupted her: "It's understandable that you're worried about him, but at this time, you should keep your mouth shut, honestly wait for the result, and sit down." ”

Danniang secretly clenched her silver teeth, but she couldn't sit down.

"Others think Li Yan is doomed, I understand."

Candle Jiuyin suddenly spoke: "Do you think so too?" ”

Candle Jiuyin's words made many people scratch their heads.

"What does he mean?"

The second monk of Cha Xiaodao was puzzled.

"Yang Yan's bluff has been seen through, and now the two of them are going to fight hard."

Zhao Xuantan beside him said.

Zha Xiaodao asked in surprise: "Didn't the surnamed Yang keep pressing Li Yan?" ”

"Yang Yan is known as the first person in the three seats, and it is not easy for him to crush the walking of a god court that has just become a god?"

Zhao Xuantan asked rhetorically.

"I guess that Yang Yan was going to use a strong posture to force the other party to retreat from the beginning. It's a pity that the red mahjong that died for him was still timid. ”

"What cowardice?"

Check the knife and ask rhetorically.

Zhao Xuantan looked at the paper cup on the seat: "Yang Yan is injured." ”

Under the ruined city outside the venue, Pang Chunhao is still standing under the tall building.

"Both of them are hurt."

Miss May also joined in.

"Yang Yan's injuries are even more serious. And this is called Li Yan is really amazing, killing moves one after another, that is, Yang Yan, and replacing it with the other three seats, even if it is me, I am afraid that I will have to make a mistake. ”

Zhao Xuantan was concise and to the point.

"Now, both of them have run out of gas."

"And who's going to win?"

Miss Mei and Cha Xiaodao spoke in unison.

The water cup was surging, the black pressure was like a whirlwind and clouds, and both of them seemed to have returned to their glory and recovered their full strength.

Qiansheng Yunhan, the power of all phases, the calamity of the water waves, was knocked through one black hole after another, and was immediately filled.

In the storm of bullets of Yang Yan, Li Yan's afterimage was everywhere.

Yang Yan was sweating profusely, and the deadly sword appeared on his neck, head, chest, and lower yin from time to time. As long as the muzzle of the gun is not answered, he will immediately end up with the separation of the body.

On the other hand, even if Li Yan showed a moment of fatigue, Yang Yan, who had already reached seven hundred shots at the moment, could finish Li Yan with one shot at any time!

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"It's hard to say."

Zhao Xuantan sighed: "It's too hard to guess." ”