Chapter Forty-Seven: A Counterattack

Hongyu held the war spirit gun upside down with one hand, and said behind his back with one hand: I won't take advantage of your junior, let you strike first, as long as you can hold up the three shots, whether you are dead or alive, I will not break my word, and I will let your friend go.

Hongyu Jun really thinks that he has the chance to win, and don't put on a stand with any seniors, the shot that attacked me just now seems to have been stabbed by you. We're leaving, and you really can't leave us with the War Spirit Spear in your hand, but I want to see if you, who are the most talented among the six of your brothers, are in vain. Xin Hanyi said with his hands behind his back.

seemed to think that Xin Hanyi's words were ridiculous, and Hongyu, who had never been smiling, actually laughed out loud.

Just when Hongyu lowered his head and smiled, Xin Hanyi, who had been staring at Hongyu, finally found a flaw, and in an instant, Xin Hanyi's clothes moved, and the speed was so fast that Jiang Yuan, who was watching the battle on the side, didn't have time to open his mouth to remind the inexplicable younger brother who was laughing.

Xin Hanyi seized this moment of opportunity to bully Hongyu's back, picked up a steel-like fist and smashed it towards Hongyu's head, Xin Hanyi has absolute confidence in his speed and strength, even a strong person like Hongyu will never be able to dodge this thunderous blow. Facing Hongyu, who was about to be hit hard, Xin Hanyi, who had always been steady, unexpectedly showed a surprised expression.

laughed too early, and a loud shout exploded in Xin Hanyi's ears, and Xin Hanyi's hair was set up all over his body. The volley spun in the air, and occasionally dodged the war spirit gun that appeared in front of him out of thin air, and the war spirit gun grazed Xin Hanyi's cheek and whistled past, until it flew back into Hongyu's hand, Xin Hanyi felt a hot pain on his forehead, Xin Hanyi wiped it with his hand, and his hands were full of blood.

The first shot, Hongyu stroked the battle spirit gun and didn't look at Xin Hanyi and said softly.

Xin Hanyi, who originally thought he had won, couldn't figure it out, how could the war spirit gun that was originally in Hongyu's hand suddenly appear beside him without warning, if it wasn't for his quick reaction, that shot would have pierced his head, it seems that this Hongyu did have real talent and learning when he was famous for killing the Quartet on the Avatar Peak.

Xin Hanyi, who calmed down from the panic on the verge of death, said in his heart: I didn't expect to wander around in front of the ghost gate just now, but fortunately, my life is hard.

Xin Hanyi's mind was running rapidly at this time, thinking about how to win this competition, the person opposite had a divine soldier spirit gun in his hand, and he would definitely suffer a loss if he opened the fight with him, and the close-range sneak attack also saw the result just now.

Xin Hanyi thought of countless strategies in a moment, but they were quickly overturned by Xin Hanyi himself.

Boy, now you know that it is powerful, who do you think you are fighting with? If it weren't for your damn master Xuanyuan who seriously injured my seventh brother back then, the person standing in front of you now should have been a powerful man of the Shenxiao Realm. Therefore, I advise you not to do fearless struggles, sooner or later you will die. But you won't be alone, your friends will be down with you soon, hahaha. Jiang Yuan laughed at Xin Hanyi, who stole chickens and couldn't eat a handful of rice.

Xin Hanyi could only helplessly listen to Jiang Yuan's ridicule of himself, because until now he had not been able to figure out how to dodge Hongyu's second shot, and countless hypothetical endings were that he was stabbed through by a shot and died.

Why is this, it is clear that the other party's mana and Taoism are almost the same as their own, but why do they have such a feeling of powerlessness, when facing a strong person like Qi Xiangqian, who has absolutely crushed his own strength, although he is defeated, he can escape. Is it because of the War Spirit Gun in his hand? Just when Xin Hanyi was extremely annoyed because he couldn't think of a way to deal with it, he suddenly understood something.

No wonder I always felt that something was wrong, it turned out to be so. Xin Hanyi smiled bitterly and said: "Patriarch Xuanyuan, your old man has a spirit in the sky, but why is the divine weapon you worked so hard to refine is such a perfect fit with the thief of this mountain twilight clan, as if you specially tailored it for him, it is extremely commendable for other strong people to use this divine weapon to exert the power of the eighth layer of the divine weapon, but the Hongyu in front of him is completely integrated with the battle spirit gun, and the two complement each other, showing the power of this war spirit gun perfectly, that is, he can exert the power of the war spirit gun to twelve layers, and no one will have the slightest doubt。

I've given you enough time, but can you figure out how to take the second shot? Actually, it's better to say three shots than two, because as long as you can block the second shot, then your three friends can survive, of course that's impossible.

Come on, Xin Hanyi suppressed the depression in his heart, and pretended to be relaxed: Having said so much, it is better to be practical, and ask the master to take a good look at what kind of capital you dare to be so arrogant.

As you wish, killing you is just to collect some interest first, and sooner or later, this monarch will also fall under my battle spirit gun.

Xin Hanyi could feel that Hongyu's breath fluctuated significantly when he mentioned the three words Xuanyuan Va. Suddenly, Xin Hanyi's mind gradually became clear, and it seemed that he had a way to break the enemy.

After seeing the change in Xin Hanyi's mood, Hongyu sneered: "So make a mistake, this shot will send you back to the west, look at the gun."

This shot poured everything into Hongyu, including his former glory, his high spirit, his invincibility, his humiliation of being stupid for nearly a hundred years, and of course, the unforgettable palm, the shame of Hongyu's life is all thanks to that palm, and the person in front of him is that person's apprentice.

So this shot is only for myself, so you have to die under this shot. Hongyu suddenly roared.

Xin Hanyi also burst out with unprecedented energy to feel Hongyu's strongest shot. Sure enough, it was a different feeling, Xin Hanyi even felt the taste of dying after being penetrated by the War Spirit Gun after a few breaths.

It turns out that death is like this, it is really a wonderful feeling, it is endlessly evocative, and it is a feeling of complete detachment, which can only be felt by the dead.

At this time, Xin Hanyi looked at the War Spirit Gun that was about to touch his chest without the slightest fear, and even had a mysterious smile on his face when he closed his eyes.

Hongyu also saw Xin Hanyi's smile, a weird and mysterious smile, an expression that even Hongyu couldn't see, Hongyu even had the urge to pull out a gun and turn around at this time and ask Xin Hanyi what you were laughing at. It's a pity that it's impossible, this shot is poured too much, and even Hongyu himself can't control it.

The tip of the spear had already pierced the flesh of Xin Hanyi's clothes, and a few inches further inside was the weakest heart of a cultivator.

At this moment, Xin Hanyi's eyes suddenly widened, staring at Hongyu's back, and shouted out the words "Xuanyuan Van three words" with all his might.

Hongyu, who was about to kill Xin Hanyi under the gun, suddenly sounded in his mind the name that made him hate and fear even in a stupid state.

Hongyu's head seemed to have been hit hard, and he instinctively looked back, and at the same time used all the remaining strength in his body to draw the gun and stab back, just when Hongyu completed this series of actions, a painful muffled snort came, and then a mouthful of blood rushed out of Hongyu's mouth, scattering and splattering.

Seventh brother, Jiang Yuan shouted and ran towards Hongyu, who had a sloppy look, and he didn't have any scruples at all, his eyes had turned into a sharp Xin Hanyi.

The sharp pain in the chest of the Xin Hanyi ninja, the fire in his hand flickered, and the ghost sword with dazzling flames all over his body had already stabbed towards the unsuspecting Jiang Yuan······

The thief dared, and a hysterical roar came from afar, and it came in an instant.

At the same time that Xin Hanyi heard that roar, the Ghost God Sword also broke one of Jiang Yuan's arms.

After Xin Hanyi succeeded in the blow, he retreated. He shouted, "Go."

On the side, Mu Luoyunqi, who had been waiting anxiously for a long time, heard this, and the seven-colored divine light on his body suddenly soared, wrapping Xin Hanyi and the black crow and black eagle in it, turning into a frightening rainbow and disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Just when Xin Hanyi and the others had just left, several more people arrived, one of them looked at Hongyu, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and Jiang Yuan, who had a broken arm, and roared in the sky.