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The guns are flying, and the sword light is messy.

Hou Yi, who was watching the battle from the lookout, clearly understood that Qin Huan didn't even use his tricks, but was just hollowing out the opponent's tricks and then making a killer.

In the eyes of those generals in Tianrong City, this battle group was almost a foregone conclusion.

Hou Yi quietly told Lin Shuangyun and Lin Jing'er beside him, pointed to the carefree sorrow and joy fan that Qin Huan put away, and chuckled: "The skill on the fan is what Qin Huan has attained. The power on the Sanssouci Sword is often used as a killing move or a shadow to divert attention with the fan. If you don't use a fan, it's clearly playing the dragon idiot. ”

"In this way, that fan is a versatile baby!Brother Yi, can you wait for him to return to the city and lend it to my sister to play?" Lin Jing'er blinked her eyebrows and her big eyes danced with color, and she secretly sent Qiu Bo secretly, and did not hesitate to pull Lin Shuangyun as a cushion to try to ask for Hou Yi's understanding and consent.

After all, it's a bit bad to fiddle with someone else's signature weapon, and it's a question mark whether they can say yes.

Lin Shuangyun stepped on Lin Jing'er unceremoniously, glanced at her angrily, and said, "Are you playing, or am I playing?" Stupid or not, stupid or not, that fan looks like it is hidden in more than a dozen mechanisms, don't be afraid to play to death, stupid panda!"

Lin Jing'er waved her pink fist and swayed from side to side, arguing: "Ah, impossible, that fan looks very beautiful, so many jewels inlaid on it must be very valuable!"

Lin Shuangyun didn't give Lin Jing'er face, and reprimanded: "I'm all a queen of heaven, are you still short of money? Sister Chang'e didn't give us some full money boxes?

Seeing that Lin Jing'er has a great posture of theorizing with Lin Shuangyun. Xuanyuan Meixiang hurriedly stepped forward to play the round, and said: "Don't make trouble, two aunts, I want my daughter to say, there are at least two beautiful folding fans in my father's treasure bag, and both the style and workmanship are completely out of the worry-free sorrow and joy fan." Besides, the jewelry on that fan is clearly a top-level attribute spar, not a jewel at all. ”

"Uh-uh. Then don't look at it. Roar, Brother Yi, please let the cute Jing'er play with the little fan!" Lin Jing'er poured into Hou Yi's arms, seducing/seducing Hou Yi with her petite and delicate figure.

Hou Yi smiled, all he was waiting for was a throw-in hug. I saw that Hou Yi conjured up an ink blue and white fan and an epiphany fan and handed them to Lin Jing'er and Lin Shuangyun, saying, "If you like it, just accept it." It is a small gift to reward you both for your well-behaved and considerate. ”

The style of the ink blue and white fan is deeply liked by Lin Shuangyun, and the taste of the epiphany fan makes Lin Jinger love it.

Let's talk about the battlefield in front of Tianrong City. The battle between Qin Huan and Feng Long controlled with telekinesis, the sword and gun were sharp, and it depended on whose tricks were flawed and whose strength was weak.

Qin Huan held the Wuwu Sword in his left hand, pointed forward at the tip of the sword, rushed to seal the dragon, and shouted: "I am your most hated enemy, use the siege gun in your hand to stab at me with all your might! Otherwise you'll regret it. ”

Seeing that Qin Huan's expression suddenly became cold, as if he really regarded Feng Long as a great opponent. Feng Long smiled. Qin Huan is eighty percent trying to win by fraud today, and the trick of agitating generals doesn't work!

It is better than a spear, and there is no need to spend too much energy on the art of the spear, why not Feng Long? Feng Long's left hand siege spear pointed downward, and then stood up against the wind and made a sword salute. said to Qin Huan: "Okay, let you die happily, and it can be regarded as comforting the heroic souls of ten thousand dragon knights." ”

Qin Huan saw that Feng Long had a death condition, he didn't refuse, but smiled: "Not bad." The idea is very good, but I have to use my strength to win I'll talk about it, look at the sword!"

Saying that, Qin Huan's figure flashed, and as soon as a colored light flashed, his figure appeared above the right side of Fenglong. Qin Huan volleyed a sword into the air and slashed directly at the top of the dragon's head, and the siege spear sword in Fenglong's left hand took advantage of the situation to hold the blade of the worry-free sword.

"Ding!"

The strength of the Sanssouci Sword slashing was too rushing, far exceeding Feng Long's imagination. The siege gun sank with the momentum, and it seemed powerless, Feng Long's right palm supported his left hand, and it was only with the strength of both hands that the siege gun was re-topped.

Qin Huan smiled coldly, and the carefree sword in his hand suddenly missed the sharpness of the siege gun, and the momentum of the siege gun continued to catch up. Qin Huan's volley body flicked forward to avoid the edge of the siege gun, and the Sanssouci sword fell downward, and the tip of the sword slashed towards Feng Long's neck little by little.

Feng Long's toes were a little on his toes, and his body floated backwards a foot away, although he avoided the killing opportunity of the Sanssouci Sword, but the Sanssouci Sword still followed him like a shadow at the next moment.

In the battle above the sword move, if you can't play an advantage within ten moves, in Qin Huan's eyes, you will despise Feng Long, and the killing move will inevitably come out. Two moves have passed, and there are only eight moves left.

Thinking of this, Feng Long didn't have time to think about it. Feng Long's toes supported the stone face on the ground, and the siege gun went down a little bit to fight in the direction that the Sanssouci Sword stabbed from.

Feng Long faced the Sanssouci Sword at the fastest speed, "Wow Hmph" is the three spears bloomed, and the three spear flowers bloomed brightly, but the speed of the Worry-Free Sword was not satisfied, and the three spear flowers were just a flash in the pan in Qin Huan's eyes.

The "Woo Woo Boom" spear splintered, and the Sanssouci Sword and the battering gun were in one place.

The sword bodies of the "Boom Boom" Worry-Free Sword and Siege Gun were all shocked, and Feng Long and Qin Huan were on top of the sword, and it seemed that this sword move was about to be completed. Six moves have passed, and if there are still four shots to seal the dragon, if he can't come up with any new tricks, maybe he won't be able to return to the sky.

The Sanssouci Sword and the battering gun are still pointing at each other to form a straight line, Feng Long's heart is thinking about something, Qin Huan is static braking, no matter how Feng Long makes a move, he is confident that he will receive it all.

Relying on strength alone, sword moves and star general Qin Huan to make a move, let alone ten moves, even if a hundred moves come again, will Feng Long win? I'm afraid it's really hard to distinguish something within ten moves. Qin Huan's strength is indeed stronger than Feng Long's power, but Qin Huan has been cultivating on the battlefield for a longer time, far stronger than Feng Long's days of cultivation on the small battlefield.

In this way, there is only wisdom and skill in making a gun, otherwise it is difficult to win.

The specifications of the sword body of the Worry-Free Sword are much different from the siege gun, and the length of the body of the siege gun is half more than that of the Worry-Free Sword, but the Worry-Free Sword is thinner, that is, the length and width of this half, and Fenglong has a new plan.

Feng Long's left arm shook forward vigorously, the siege gun raised its head forward, and the blade of the sword inserted in the carefree sword flicked forward slightly. Qin Huan strengthened his condensation, and the Worry-Free Sword regained the sword position.

Feng Long repeated this action twice in succession, and the Sanssouci Sword still regained the sword position like this, not allowing Feng Long to advance a single cent.

At this moment, the onlookers gave the fire unicorn a "roar" and talked in beast language about how Feng Long would be punished if he failed in battle.

Being chopped into minced meat, beheaded for public display, or ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, or even being put back in Dongxiang City to humiliate the Eastern God Realm, such disguised torture, Feng Long will not be able to hide.

It was the first time for the fire qilin to talk to the big white cat about the fate of these defeated generals, they had all experienced high-intensity battles, cultivated to the point where they are today, and they had paid a lot to achieve the supreme mission.

For example, the big jade rabbit who sacrificed himself was originally a divine beast and became Yu Xiaotu after being reincarnated, and became Hou Yi's No. 1 star concubine, while the fire unicorn and the big white cat are still the best mounts and part-time cute pets.

The fire qilin raised its head and let out a "whoosh" to show that it understood the sacrifice and dedication of its master, indicating that they should persist in this way instead of dying and reincarnating. Yu Xiaotu's strength is really not easy, the magic of the big white cat is profound!"Roar" (howl), the big white cat grabbed a handful of honey with its paws and stuffed it into the fire unicorn's mouth, rewarding it for its clever decision.

The battle group was already full of peaks, and when Feng Long's last shot was used, he deliberately staggered the blade of the Worry-free Sword by an inch, and stabbed Qin Huan's left wrist holding the sword.

Qin Huan didn't compromise or fear anything, and the Sanssouci Sword stabbed at Feng Long's left wrist as well. The two swords clashed and missed, and the "swish" stabbed at the opponent's wrist at once.

This shot and this sword are clearly the same way of fighting. If this shot is hit and the sharp blade is stabbed, I am afraid that the back of Qin Huan's hand will be cut out by the sharp tip of the sword, or even cut off this hand. (The novel "The Legend of the Emperor of Heaven" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued......)