Vol 9 Chapter 634: Sword Gun Concurrent

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The disgusting roar sounded like the of a evil spirit. The constantly oscillating sound wave was ejected from Weng Xiaofei's throat. Where the sound wave caused, the space continued to tremble and twist, and blinked to Ye Qingxuan's. before.
"King Kong", "Moon Moon"!
Ye Qingxuan didn't shy away, heading up to him, silently whispering in his heart, the great sword Wufeng, who had been carrying behind him, reached his right hand, dragged behind him, his left hand turned into a fist, and twined with King Kong and Moonlight suffocating gas, facing toward him. The "Magic Dragon Soundwave" came with a punch!
Peng!
With one punch, Ye Qingxuan struck the ball that could turn any object into a powdered sound wave. He stood straight at Weng Xiaofei without any hindrance, picked up the trailing sword, and slashed the opponent's top door like a master.
Under Ye Qingxuan's sword, the pressure came from all directions, pressing him firmly in the middle. Instead, there was no sword and no waves in the head.
Weng Xiaofei's face showed a dignity like never before, his palms folded together, and he snapped Ye Qingxuan's sword.
Bang!
The pure strength was all pressed on Weng Xiaofei's body. The two men hit the ground at the same time like shells. The momentum was not exhausted. Weng Xiaofei was pushed hard by Ye Qingxuan and plowed a distance of more than ten feet. Two deep marks were plowed on the bluestone ground.
Under the frenzy of radon, the two of them faced each other, almost spitting fire, the rubbing sound of the ears made the ears and ears sore and the teeth sore.
From the beginning to the end, Ye Qingxuan was a single-handed sword, but even so, Weng Xiaofei persisted very hard and almost spit out blood.
Ye Qingxuan sneered, with one hand and one force, the epee Wufeng sank another foot, pressed Weng Xiaofei into the ground, his legs sinking into the sand.
Ye Qingxuan sang aloud and said, "If you don't want to die, give me someone!"
Weng Xiaofei did not expect that Ye Qingxuan, who had not seen him for a long time, would become so powerful that he could already suppress himself in the heyday, and his mind was so shocking that even if he had the suffocation to devote his thoughts, he still resisted. Can't stop Ye Qingxuan's repression.
In the face of Ye Qingxuan's questioning, Weng Xiaofei couldn't answer at all. He could only resist the opponent's suppression, and even if he tried his best, it would not help. The sharp sword between his hands kept repelling the puppet on his hands. Angrily, sliding down little by little, almost pressed against his face door.
At the moment when he almost thought that he was going to be completely defeated, the wind blew up all around him, "Sick Dragon" Zhu Yang and "Xiu Long" Wen Baiyu appeared at the same time, and two people appeared around Ye Qingxuan with one punch and one palm. Hung on Ye Qingxuan's body, but can't hurt him because of his strong body guard.
The three men fought at the same time, and finally restored Weng Xiaofei's stagnation. The powerful aura entangled and rushed up into the clouds, forming a huge energy vortex, which was affected by it for dozens of miles, forming a super hurricane. The surrounding terrain and geomorphic coefficients were affected by the destruction. The newly completed Kowloon Palace also destroyed and disintegrated during the violent hurricane.
Dozens of martial arts masters who were less able to dodge were rolled up by the storm, screamed and flew up into the air, then slammed into blood rain, and disappeared instantly.
During the storm, Weng Xiaofei's three men had to spread their hair, and Ye Qingxuan even fluttered like a fairy.
"Xiu Long" Wen Baiyu was interrupted by Ye Qingxuan. He saw his new resentment and old hatred rushing into his heart today, and yelled, "Ye Qingxuan, if you dare to come to the Kowloon Palace today to make trouble, don't even want to leave alive!"
Zhu Yang said evenly: "Everything is here, we will solve the problem together."
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing, agreeing: "It's just what I want."
Wu Fengjian's one-handed holding was changed to two-handed, and his whole body energy was fiercely fierce. Ye Qingxuan's brain emerged from behind a bright moon and reached his highest level directly. "Sick Dragon" Zhu Yang and "Xiu Long" Wen Baiyu resisted first. I could n’t help but blew a bite of blood and flew out directly from the soaring radon gas shock. Weng Xiaofei, the "Smiling Dragon", also knew that he was unbeatable. His feet worked downwards, and he broke into the ground more than ten feet deep. The front slammed the ground, and the whole valley where the Jiulong Palace was located trembled. The ground cracked like a spider's web, and the dazzling sword light emerged from the ground fissure.
Only in one round, three peerless masters of the Kowloon Palace were blasted out by Ye Qingxuan, and the entire new Kowloon Palace site was destroyed in half.
As soon as the sword fell to the ground, there was a deep drink from the direction of the nave, and the voice reached, and it was even closer. Yan Liang, a "good dragon", exhibited a large gun across the sky. Ye Qingxuan's throat.
The wind and clouds changed color, and the heavens and the earth were condensed. In the eyes of Ye Qingxuan, the heavens and the earth were gone, and only this shot of the heaven and earth was left.
"Longlong" Yan Gongzhan is indeed the master of the white road behind Jiang Duanxian in the Kowloon Palace. Ye Qingxuan couldn't ignore the shot. His eyes were fixed on the tip of the attacking gun. Before stepping on the step, the blade that just landed suddenly moved forward. Stomp up and hit the gun point with a moment.
Two gusts of wind went in opposite directions, shooting five miles behind the two of them, and the ground turned upside down, plowing two miles of gully. At this moment, the Buddha was solidified, and then the radon gas broke out. With the two as the center, a deep pit with a radius of more than one mile appeared.
Yan Gong exhibited a glorious light behind his head, like a in heaven, with a solemn hum in his face to Ye Qingxuan, but his tone was polite and authentic: "Ye Xiaoyou, I haven't seen you for many days, you are polite."
"I'm polite, Yan Gong." Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly and replied: "But you don't have to be so polite, you might as well hand over Zhandong, I can ignore the" dead soul "Ruda ..."
Yan Gongzhan laughed with a big gun in his hand, and with a bang "back" behind him, an old-fashioned sword jumped into his hand, and he slashed down while laughing: "Luda, you go to find Ruda, why did you find us at the Kowloon Palace? Zandong is not ours. You should seek him out! "
A sword that was enough to cut the sky and earth, stopped quietly at the flower-like fingertips of Ye Qingxuan Buddha's ancestor, and at the same time whispered coldly, "Then you still stop me?"
"Ye Xiaoyou said and laughed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Yan Gongzhan landed from the air, supported with one foot on the ground, and slammed a shoulder, Ye Qingxuan also passed.
Peng!
Another wave of radon spread to the surrounding area, the ground was thinned, and the already messy temples around were shattered by many walls.
Yan Gongzhan's stern voice said lightly: "I'm just holding Ye Xiaoyou responsible for destroying my Kowloon Palace."
Under the powerful impact, Ye Qingxuan and Yan Gongzhan reversed two steps at the same time. Ye Qingxuan did not have a sharp sword in his hand, and slashed Yan Gongzhan's knee.
when!
A large gun with a length of two feet and a thickness of goose eggs suddenly blocked the sword, then the left-handed sword slashed to the side of Ye Qingxuan's neck again.
Ye Qingxuan shrank his head to dodge, Jian Jian swept over his head, and cut off the mound coefficient of trees within 20 feet behind him.
This is exactly the trick of Yan Gongzhan [Sword and Gun Concurrent]!