Vol 3 Chapter 272: Gun 1, heaven and earth

There are many wounds on the sable, which looks very miserable.
But his breath still exists, and there is not even the weakness of everyone's imagination.
As for death, it is even more impossible.
He stood up again, and then everyone found that there was no wound on his head, the sleeves on his arms, and numerous guns and baptisms that had already been destroyed.
You must know that his robes are exclusive to the sage, and there are many characters on it, and the defense is extremely amazing.
But at this time it still became a bad cloth, hanging on the body.
Even the guns that the robes could not stop were not in the arms of the sable, leaving any traces, except for countless white spots.
Seeing those white spots, everyone is shocked, secretly guessing, is the purple arms more sturdy than the weapons of the Holy Spirit?
Standing up, Zi Yan looked at the fairy war ahead, his eyes chilling, and his heart was fortunate. If it was not the guardian of the sacred bones, he was really finished this time.
But the other party is also uncomfortable. Eighty-one ghosts are now destroying each other's souls. The eyes of the fairy wars are twitching, apparently suffering endless pain.
"You are going to die."
Zi Yan said, the voice is cold.
"As long as you kill you, everything is still there!"
The fairy sorrowed and moved, and the beast was screaming and went straight to the purple.
"Gun nine!"
Before the slash of the fairy war, I saw the long gun in my hand provoke a smash, and instantly turned into a nine-shot rifle, carrying a horrible power and going straight to the purple.
Obviously, he wants to kill the purple scorpion in advance and resolve his own crisis.
The purple cicada clenched his fists and his fists were black and round.
Right now, in the face of such a strong person, the power of the purple sacred sacred sorcerer has lost its effect, only the use of black scorpion can be.
The black scorpion is above the fist, and the purple scorpion inspires the holy bone at the foot, and the speed shows the ultimate.
He punches.
In an instant, the double fists changed into nine punches and met the coming guns.
boom!
boom!
......
The guns and the punches are bursting, and the tyrannical forces are raging.
With the power of this shock, Zi Yan quickly retreated. At the moment, he does not want to fight hard with the fairy. As long as he waits patiently, the other party will be killed by the 81 ghosts.
Everything is just a matter of time.
However, the fairy warfare naturally does not think so, he is step by step, and the speed is very fast. Even if the purple scorpion uses the sacred bones of both feet, the speed is full and it is still impossible to open the other side.
"Fist six!"
The fairy war was once again drunk. This time, the long gun that shocked the "swing" only showed six shots, and the number was significantly reduced, but the power was increased several times.
In the face of the arrival of the gun, there is nowhere to evade the purple scorpion, only continue to punch.
boom!
boom!
boom!
With the bursting of six guns, the purple scorpion was shaken by powerful force, and the feeling of pain in both hands was uploaded.
Even if it is the sacred bone at the moment, it is still at the limit of strength.
The opponent's combat power is simply too terrible.
The Holy Spirits who had planned to sell cheaply in the distance had already stopped, dare not continue to venture, and only waited quietly for the opportunity.
"Gun three!"
The sound of the fairy warfare revived, cold and cold.
One shot was turned into three shots, and the power contained in these three shots was even more horrible. It seemed that even the empty space had to be shredded. The sharp whistling sound came out, and the nearby Thunder seemed to suffer from the soul attack. Very uncomfortable.
In desperation, she only continued to retreat.
At this time, the suffering of the fairy war has been unimaginable, and the soul that has been suppressed before has begun to annihilate.
He knew that his time was running out, and that the face of the heroic face was a little more embarrassing.
The dangerous atmosphere came on the scene, and Ziyan felt the threat of death. He knew that he must be desperate.
In the face of the crisis of life and death, he no longer dared to have scruples, and he did all the moves.
This time, the black cockroaches filled the whole body, as high as a flame, and burned up.
Looking from afar, the body of the purple scorpion has become a fire.
Black bonfire!
"This is impossible!"
The young man in the distance has moved, looking back at the ink, and said coldly: "Do you dare to pass the complete black bonfire to an outsider?"
Shocked ink, only smile, "I said no, do you believe?"
Certainly do not believe, because the black scorpion displayed at this moment is just like a complete black bonfire. This is the most complete state of the black scorpion method, and it is also the state with the strongest power of annihilation.
The purple cicada quickly punches, and there are three groups of black light between the heavens and the earth, as if the three groups of flames, releasing a strange atmosphere, blocking the long gun.
boom!
boom!
boom!
The rifle went forward and fell on the black scorpion, which instantly caused the black cockroach to burst open, and the power of countless black scorpions drowned the rifle.
Under the gaze of everyone, the three stocks are volatized into one, and the shocks are scattered. The void is distorted. Like the paper that is constantly being folded, there is a sense of "disorder" between time and space.
Even if the Thunder is far away, it is still affected, and the hemoptysis is flying backwards.
Her face was very pale, and only the aftermath was that she was hurt.
In the aftermath of the shock, the purple scorpion withdrew from Baizhang. After the body was stabilized, the black enamel of his body became dull, and the blood of his mouth continued to overflow.
But at the moment, his eyes are still bright, and even the corner of his mouth has a smile.
Because it is him who persists, the fairy war is not going to work.
At this moment, I saw the fairy warfare to follow up again, and his anxious expression in the embarrassment suddenly became cold.
"Gun one, heaven and earth!"
The voice of indifference, which sounded in this void, seems to have produced a strange power.
The scene of the purple eyes, the scene changes, seems to have come to a strange world.
There is only one person in this world.
No, there is still a shot!
A shot fell from the sky and continued to shine in his eyes.
He began to run away, but he couldn’t get rid of the gun, as if this gun was everything between heaven and earth.
Or, this piece of heaven and earth is the composition of this gun.
This feeling, only lasted for a while, the purple scorpion is back to God, in his knowledge of the sea, the voice of the ghost becomes extremely sharp, seems to remind the purple scorpion danger.
boom!
The more blazing black scorpion fire ~EbookFREE.me~ surged from the body, burning violently.
In the face of this long gun between the feet, he clenched his fists in both hands, crossed the block, the power of the sacred bone was stimulated, and began to defend.
With the arrival of a shot, the rainbow glowed, causing a brief blindness.
There was a sharp pain in the arms of Zi Yan, as if there was an indescribable torrent that hit the body.
His arms were shaken in an instant.
The fairy warrior rides the fairy, holding the gun, and moving forward.
puff!
The gun pierced the chest of the purple scorpion, and the chest was in and out of the chest. It was completely penetrated and unstoppable.
The heavens and the earth are instantly quiet, and the atmosphere of the swaying, such as the "tidal" water generally recedes.
The body of the sable is hung on a long gun and hung in the void.
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