Zhao Yan's expression changed suddenly, and there was already an extra single-barrel single-handed shotgun in his hand with the style of the Republic of China, pointing directly at Qin Yun's head: "Who are you?" ”

Zhao Yan's actions were beyond everyone's expectations, Wang Xiaoya covered her mouth in surprise and looked at Qin Yun and Zhao Yan, her eyes kept turning around the two. Xia Dongqing shouted even louder: "Zhao Yan, what are you going to do?" ”

Qin Yun looked at the dark and deep muzzle of the old-fashioned single-barrel single-handed shotgun in Zhao Yan's hand, and felt a sense of horror in his heart. Qin Yun frowned, knowing that this was a warning from his soul, which meant that the gun in Zhao Yan's hand could hurt his soul.

Qin Yun looked at Zhao Yan with a very unpleasant expression: "The most important thing you should do now is not to ask who I am, but to move your burning stick away for me." ”

At the same time, Qin Yun stared at the gun tightly, his body tensed for a while, and he was ready to shoot quickly. The Thunder Fire God Crow, who was greatly injured in his body, was also ready to attack, disrupting the opponent's sight at the first time.

Zhao Yan didn't speak, his eyes became more and more cold, and his index finger had already pulled the trigger, and he could deliver a fatal blow at any time. Qin Yun also looked at Zhao Yan indifferently, the power of qi and blood began to condense, his body tightened to a certain extent, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Just when the two were in a stalemate and the atmosphere was becoming more and more solemn, Xia Dongqing suddenly ran to the middle of the two and shouted loudly: "Zhao Yan, stop, you calm down." ”

With Xia Dongqing's insertion, the solemn atmosphere between Qin Yun and Zhao Yan eased somewhat. Wang Xiaoya also hurriedly ran over and shouted, "That's right! Zhao Yan, what are you doing? Qin Yun is already pitiful enough, you still want to be like this, do you still have humanity? ”

"Humph! I'm not human, don't talk to me about human nature. Zhao Yan shook his head arrogantly, put away the single-barreled single-handed shotgun, and leaned on his shoulder.

"A person without humanity is called a brute." Qin Yun's tense body began to ease, and he said mockingly.

Zhao Yan was not lightly angered by Qin Yun's words, don't look at the fact that he doesn't admit that he is a human being, in fact, he is very sensitive to his identity. He angrily pointed the gun at Qin Yun's head again, and shouted, "Do you want to die, I can fulfill you immediately." ”

Seeing this, Qin Yun's eyes flashed with a cold light. How could he allow Zhao Yan to point a gun at his head, his figure flashed, and he had already appeared on Zhao Yan's left, his right hand was as fast as the wind, and it slashed down at Zhao Yan's right hand holding a gun like a knife.

This set of actions was almost incredible, and the power was almost poured into Qin Yun's whole body. Zhao Yan was careless, and was directly struck by Qin Yun's right hand, and his arm made a crisp sound, which was directly dislocated, and the gun in his hand flew away.

With one successful move, Qin Yun was even more unforgiving. In an instant, I saw that Zhao Yan was covered with shadows of fists, fingers and feet, and suddenly retreated, and he didn't know how many times he was beaten, and he was miserable for a while.

"This is martial arts?" Wang Xiaoya looked at the fists and feet that almost formed a phantom, and was stunned. "I didn't expect Qin Yun to be so powerful, he actually beat the ghost with martial arts, this is simply a feat!"

The more Wang Xiaoya spoke, the more excited she became, and her eyes almost burst into stars. Xia Dongqing also looked at Qin Yun in surprise, completely unexpectedly that his new friend was so powerful, on par with the 'Great Demon King' in his mind.

In this battle, it seems that Zhao Yan has no power to fight back, and defeat has become a foregone conclusion. But only Qin Yun knew that although he seemed to have the absolute upper hand, he didn't cause much damage to Zhao Yan. His fists and feet seemed to fall on Zhao Yan's body, and Qin Yun clearly felt that whenever a fist or foot fell on Zhao Yan's body, there was always a soft resistance, and it could not cause major damage to Zhao Yan at all.

Zhao Yan was careless, in fact, with his strength, he was completely above Qin Yun, who did not use the Thunder Fire God Crow. It's just that he has been invincible for many years, and it has become a habit to be cool during battle. When the firearm in his hand was knocked away by Qin Yun, it was already doomed to this kind of ending.

Zhao Yan didn't lose in weapons, but only in carelessness, he shouldn't be so close to Qin Yun, this is the experience of any cultivator who has fought with a martial artist to pay blood. He may have other killer skills, but he can't fight back in Qin Yun's stormy attack, and can only watch himself lose step by step.

Perhaps, Zhao Yan may only think that Qin Yun is just an ordinary person with ability, but he completely underestimates the terrifying and potential of human beings.

"Bang!"

In the end, Zhao Yan couldn't hold on and was knocked away by Qin Yun's punch. Qin Yun did not pursue, but stopped in place and slowly regained his breath, his eyes staring at Zhao Yan's figure tightly. Zhao Yan rolled up and saw that Qin Yun did not pursue, and he was also relieved in his heart.

"Who the hell are you, there is absolutely no such master in the world?" Zhao Yan looked at Qin Yun and said unrelentingly. He had some suspicions that Qin Yun might be from Kunlun.

"Humph!"

Qin Yun snorted coldly, and seeing that Zhao Yan was not ready to make a move, his tense body also relaxed. Ignoring the faint aches coming from all over his body, he said disdainfully: "Human beings are the most potential race, with the possibility of infinite evolution. Although most people are very ordinary, don't deny that there are masters in human beings, but they don't want to attract the attention of outsiders and indifferent fame and fortune. ”

"Cut, if it weren't for my carelessness, you wouldn't be my opponent at all." Zhao Yan was blocked by Qin Yun's words, and his tone was blocked, and he didn't know if it was accurate, but he still said stiffly.

Qin Yun didn't deny it, but just said with a sneer: "If you meet an enemy, you can also complain like this when you die." ”

Zhao Yan was dumbfounded.

Looking at Qin Yun's indifferent (pretending) appearance, Zhao Yan's teeth itched angrily, and he couldn't wait to fight Qin Yun again. But after all, he is an old ghost who has lived for more than a thousand years, and he knows the seriousness of things. Since Qin Yun is a person from the human world, he has nothing to do with Kunlun and the underworld, and he is not his enemy.

In that case, then why bother pushing such a master to the hostile side for the sake of momentary anger. More importantly, he felt that Qin Yun didn't seem to exert all his strength, and the collision of the momentum from before was still constantly replaying in his heart.

"Okay, if you pass the test, I won't trouble you. But listen, if I find out that you have any bad intentions, don't blame me for being ruthless. Zhao Yan said arrogantly, but he refused to admit defeat.

Qin Yun didn't speak, just glanced at Zhao Yan with disdain, speechless at his cheekiness. Even Xia Dongqing and Wang Xiaoya on the side looked at Zhao Yan speechlessly, as if they knew him for the first time.

In this regard, Zhao Yan raised his head without blushing, and was very arrogant.