Chapter 1103: Seven Star Gun

"No, sister, be careful!"
"Sister (sister), hold on!"
At this moment, Qian Longfeng's heart was lifted in his throat.
Afterwards, the people of Qianlongfeng calmed down, only the disciples of Shenglongfeng were yelling frantically.
"Junior Brother Ning Haoxiang, great! This is how I look like Shenglongfeng!"
"Ning Haoxiang, you are my male god. Although I am only fourteen years old, I still want to give you a monkey!"
On the arena, Ning Haoxiang glowed with heroism and fists pressed hard. Finally, Liu Xinru accidentally was shot down from the arena with a punch.
"In the first competition, Shenglongfeng Ning Haoxiang won."
Po Lao's voice came immediately.
"Hahaha. People from Qianlongfeng, but so! Four years ago, they haven't grown much."
"Yes, Qianlong Peak is still the Qianlong Peak. There is really no need for it to exist."
The disciples of Shenglongfeng laughed and ridiculed constantly.
The faces of Qianlongfeng people don't look good. This is Qianlongfeng, but the disciples of Shenglongfeng ridiculed him in the face. It was a waste of money.
"Don't be crazy! I'll defeat you!"
At this time, a cold drink came suddenly, and another Qianlongfeng disciple stepped onto the ring.
"Qianlongfeng Zheng Yan, come to learn."
Look carefully, it turns out that she is another female disciple.
"Zheng Yan."
Seeing Zheng Yan, Ning Haoxiang finally frowned. Zheng Yan's cultivation base knew that although he thought he was more talented than Zheng Yan, Zheng Yan's entry was years earlier than him.
Although he is from the martial arts world, Zheng Yan's strength is definitely higher than him.
Ning Haoxiang knew that he was not an opponent, so he turned his head and glanced behind him. The rest of the Shenglongfeng disciples understood, and then a woman walked out of the crowd and stepped onto the ring.
"Sister, be careful."
Ning Haoxiang whispered, then turned and walked off the ring.
"Ning Haoxiang, you dare not fight me?"
Zheng Yan's voice suddenly came, her expression was cold, her brows frowned.
Ning Haoxiang did not answer Zheng Yan, it was Shenglongfeng's female disciple Hua Ling who answered her.
"Your opponent, it's me. Why? Seeing that I'm on stage, are you a little bit embarrassed? Giggles."
Hua Ling is tall and looks good, but some parts are a little small. She looked at Zheng Yan contemptuously, her tone full of contempt.
"Counsel? A joke, I don't know who was my defeat four years ago!"
Zheng Yan sneered. Her opponent was Hua Ling four years ago. At that time, they fought for a hundred rounds! The two have always been evenly matched, and the competition is will. Zheng Yan came from the martial arts world, and her will was firm, so she won in the end.
"Humph, you just stood up before me four years ago, but this time, it must be you who lay down. For these four years, I have been cultivating assiduously in order to step on you! This year we will rise Longfeng’s goal is-to win! So, how can I fail here!"
Hua Ling's voice kept reverberating around, even though she was a female generation, her momentum was quite vigorous.
Shenglongfeng, who actually wants to win the Qianlongfeng completely.
"Make a move. Otherwise, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."
With that said, Hua Ling actually gave up the initiative and let Zheng Yan take the initiative. Regardless of who is strong or weak, but in terms of momentum, the people of Shenglongfeng have an absolute advantage! As if this is Shenglong Peak, not Qianlong Peak, this is simply anti-visiting and arrogant.
"Too arrogant!"
Many Qianlongfeng's bodies were shaking with popularity. The people of Shenglongfeng are a little too mad, isn't it just that they won first place three times? Is it necessary to pull like this!
"court death!"
Zheng Yan is also very angry, since the other party is looking for death, she will be fulfilled.
When the voice fell, Zheng Yan released an aura of terror.
Stepping on both feet, gathering the spiritual luck on both feet and hands, Zheng Yan punched Hua Ling.
"Good job!"
Hua Ling's body stood like loose, motionless, undaunted, and also punched Zheng Yan.
Bang.
With a muffled sound, Zheng Yan's body took a step back, her face flushed, but Hua Ling still stood on the spot, but frowned slightly.
"how can that be!"
Zheng Yan's body trembled, how could Hua Ling's strength be stronger than her? The opponent's progress over the past four years was actually faster than her! Is this the terrifying talent of a genius in the cultivation world?
"Leg cut!"
With a loud shout, Zheng Yan is not a person who can easily admit defeat. She leaped high, cheating, and falling quickly like lightning.
Hua Ling sneered: "I can't help myself! Haven't you discovered the gap between you and me!"
Without avoiding, Hua Ling crossed her hands to block her head, still motionless.
boom!
This leg hit her arms heavily, and a shock wave spread from the soles of Hua Ling's feet. Zheng Yan's leg was not weak.
"Yes, the power is quite strong! But it is impossible to defeat me, don't you think I am still the me who was four years ago?!" Hua Ling's cold voice came, and her voice was still floating, her arms suddenly With force, the huge force directly lifted Zheng Yan into the air, and Zheng Yan rolled several times in the air before landing on the ground.
After landing, Zheng Yan's face changed completely.
After four years of absence, the other party's cultivation base has been stronger than her.
"If you only have this level, then you can go on!"
On the ring, Hua Ling stared proudly at Zheng Yan, with a contemptuous smile on her mouth.
She was aloft, like a cold and proud goddess who turned away thousands of miles away.
"You can go down!"
Hua Ling's words fell, and the disciples of Shenglong Peak instantly boiled. Such domineering words should come from their disciples of Shenglongfeng.
"Senior Sister Six, domineering! I'm almost conquered by you. Haha."
"Zheng Yan, you still take the initiative to give in, so as not to be injured by my senior sister later."
"Yes, admit defeat. Although you are also ranked sixth, the gap between you and our sixth sister is huge, no need to struggle!"
The disciples of Shenglongfeng kept laughing. From the beginning of the battle to the present, the disciples of Shenglongfeng were quite excited. The competition every four years has become their fun.
The louder their voices, the more ugly Qianlongfeng people's complexion, but Qianlongfeng people can only eat coptis, and Hua Ling is indeed stronger than Zheng Yan.
On the ring, Hua Ling looked at Zheng Yan contemptuously and spoke again: "Have you heard? It's too late to admit defeat now."
Hearing that, Zheng Yan just snorted and said: "I haven't lost yet. Big brother, throw the gun to me."
"Okay, catch it!"
A senior nodded and threw a spear next to Zheng Yan.
Zheng Yan rose in the air and caught the spear.
Hum!
The spear trembled, like a beast roaring.
Zheng Yan was holding a long spear, and her momentum became a little more vigorous.
"this is……"
"There is hope, maybe there is hope."
At this moment, Qianlongfeng people regained hope.
Zheng Yan is holding a long spear, clearly intending to use a unique skill: the Seven Star Spear.
Everyone knows that Qianlong Peak's unique skills must be used with a spear.