"Boy, I'm going to break you to pieces!"

"Die!"

"Take your life!"

The three worshippers of the Zhang Family Dart Gun Regiment who besieged Yi Guanming were all furious, and they shouted loudly, their killing intent was terrifying, and their faces suddenly became hideous.

I saw that the dark silver dart spear in the hands of the three of them was even more aggressive, and it burst out with heavy gun shadows, and the powerful bloody power was all urged from the body, exerting it to the extreme, making the skin on the entire body show a blood-red color.

Seeing this kind of performance of the three members of the Zhang family's dart and gun group, Yi Guanming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could feel that the aura that had already skyrocketed in the former became even more aggressive. However, with a quick decision, Yi Guanming will never give them any chance.

"A sword shocks!"

Yi Guanming stepped on the soles of his feet suddenly, his arms shook, and the Qingliu Sword in his palm turned into a violent rainbow under the thick energy of divine thought, cutting through the air, and at an extremely alarming speed, he swept through the shadows of the guns, and through the defense of a Zhang family dart gun regiment, he sealed his throat and killed him!

The furious flood brought a sharp sound of breaking the wind, which also frightened the souls of the other two Zhang family dart gun regiments, and they all returned to defend themselves, and the high-grade famous soldiers in their hands waved impenetrable.

However, just when the two of them had just returned to defense, two extremely violent rainbows came again, breaking into the gun curtain formed by the two defenses.

"Ding, ding!"

As soon as the Aoyagi Sword came into contact with the curtain formed by the two Dark Silver Dart Guns, the violent energy on the blades instantly exploded, knocking the two Dark Silver Dart Guns slightly away, revealing a trace of defensive gap.

"Sword Illusion Silver Mang!"

Under the violent contraction of the pupils of the two Zhang Family Dart Gun Regiments, Yi Guanming's Qingliu sword, which clicked out at high speed, turned into two dazzling silver rays, and shot towards the two of them as fast as lightning.

Qingliu Jian didn't give the two Zhang family dart gun regiments time to react, but they pierced through the gun curtain of the defense, and in the extremely shocked eyes of the onlookers, they hit the eyebrows of the two of them fiercely, and immediately, a pillar of blood was brought up and penetrated out.

This shocking scene happened too quickly, making the entire Piaoxiang Building silent at this moment.

Then, the vitality of the four worshippers of the Zhang Family Dart Gun Regiment slowly passed away, and the unbelievable look in their eyes gradually dissipated, and then they slowly fell down with unwillingness, splashing a cloud of dust.

At this moment, only Bao Zhi'an was left in the Zhang family's dart gun group, and the other four people all fell under the sword of this delicate young man.

The onlookers looked at the calm young man in the field, their eyes were full of awe, and then they took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, as if they wanted to spit out all the shock in their hearts.

The battle was full of twists and turns, and it was very exciting.

Everyone thought that the bloody gun attack prepared by the five members of the Zhang Family Dart Gun Regiment would make the young man in the field pay a heavy price. But no one would have thought that the five members of Bao Zhi'an, who were famous in Ruliu Town, would let this young man break the momentum of bloody gun attacks so unscathed. In the end, the former went to four out of five, leaving only Bao Zhi'an, and the other four were all buried in the hands of the latter.

What is the origin of this person? At such an age, but with such terrifying skills, I am afraid that among the younger generations in the area of Qingyang City, no one can do it!

"Boy, if you dare to kill my brother, I will let you die today without a place to bury!"

Bao Zhi'an's eyes on the side were extremely cold, his eyes were extremely cold, his eyes were extremely cold, he suppressed his powerful anger, and his hand holding the bright silver dart gun couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Hehe, do you think you still have this chance?"

For Bao Zhi'an's reaction, Yi Guanming's face was calm, and then he waved his sleeve robe, holding his sword and pointing obliquely at the earth, exuding a strong evil intent all over his body.

"Hmph, boy, you are the first person to force me to such a point, and today I will use your life to avenge my brother!"

Hearing this, Bao Zhi'an snorted coldly, and a pair of scarlet eyes stared at Yi Guanming like a beast.

Immediately, a stream of bloody power continued to burst out from Bao Zhi'an's body, making it seem that there was a faint layer of blood mist condensing on its body surface, and finally turned into an extremely rich dark red gas film covering the surface of Bao Zhi'an's body, and the whole body was filled with a heavy bloody aura, and the bright silver dart gun in his hand was faintly wrapped in a faint layer of blood red, revealing a gloomy cold glow.

This kind of change in Bao Zhi'an's body was completed in a short instant, and then, Bao Zhi'an's breath was rising in the shocked eyes of many people, and there was a faint trend of breaking through the eightfold of the Juyuan Realm!

"Boy, die!"

Bao Zhi'an shouted angrily, his figure flashed, and he held a bright silver dart gun to attack Yi Guanming frantically again, with a terrifying momentum and unlimited killing opportunities.

Now, Bao Zhi'an has spent his own qi and blood, and with the help of bloody power, he has short-term increased his strength, so that his combat power has increased again. Juyuan Realm Eightfold, even if it is a short-term outbreak, it is a completely different level from the Sevenfold Gathering Yuan Realm, which makes his strength reach a terrifying more than fifteen thousand catties.

"Oh, at the end of the strong crossbow, you dare to make a big noise!"

Although Yi Guanming showed disdain, looking at Bao Zhi'an, whose body had been wrapped in a crimson gas film, a solemn color flashed in his eyes, and his divine thoughts quickly expanded, immediately mobilizing all the energy around him, clinging to the Qingliu Sword, ready to attack.

"Give me death!"

Bao Zhi'an's scarlet eyes stared at Yi Guanming tightly, and on the way to Yi Guanming, he suddenly stomped out, and his whole body took advantage of this momentum, directly turning into a crimson shadow and rushing out, this speed seemed to be faster than lightning.

Bao Zhi'an's crimson shadow quickly enlarged in his pupils, and Yi Guanming couldn't help but look solemn, this powerful blow with a huge momentum and his own force, he couldn't hard-connect. Otherwise, even if there is a way to resolve some of the powerful forces, with his flesh and blood body of the fourfold forging realm, he will not be able to withstand this blow, and he will definitely end up seriously injured.

With the keen sense of divine thought, Yi Guanming hurriedly took a step sideways at the moment, avoiding Bao Zhi'an's extremely powerful killing move.

"Ping!"

At the moment when Yi Guanming's figure was avoided, Bao Zhi'an's crimson figure came strongly, and the white spear slashed directly from the position where he was standing just now, revealing a fierce bloody wind.

The white spears brought up some sparks on the ground, directly crushing the floor, leaving a mark several feet deep on it, making the stone and earth fly.