Chapter 247

"Take me? It's really possible to do that! "

Rather more deep voice a roar, facing Murong Yan split cut big gun front and up.

Before those Warcraft's blood contains the intense poison, has the terror corrosivity. But even with such blood, dark Xuan ancient sword can also draw strength from it. Just now, he used the blood sacrifice of mutant Warcraft when he was performing instant death.

At the moment, the power of essence and blood absorbed from the blade is still left, and his own blood is also integrated into the edge.

This sword, dark Xuan's power suddenly awakes.

In a flash, Ning Yue's eyes narrowed, and Murong Yan's attempt to preempt was reflected in his eyes. Flaws and opportunities for counterattack have been engraved in the heart.

"Dark Xuan secret sword, seek a gap!"

Dang!

A sword cuts obliquely. The place where it hits is the weakest place where the Xuanli is poured on murongyan's gun. In the whistling of the sword, the tip of the whole gun deviates, and the cutting power moves away from ningyue's head and cuts into the side wall.

Boom!

Countless stone chips are broken and flying. Although this shot can't break through the thick wall, it also leaves numerous cracks and huge depressions on the wall. The spreading vibration is shaking the underground passage.

Murongyan's footwall is extremely unstable. He has never thought that ningyue has the ability to make a frontal attack. Even though, in order to capture each other alive, he only wanted to defeat, not to kill on the spot, using only 70% strength.

Ningyue would not give him time to regret. He held his opponent's gun on his right sword and stepped forward. With five fingers of his left hand as a palm, he trembled, and the blurred shadows suddenly overlapped. He patted his opponent's belly with one palm. When there are a few faint ripples in the void. In the palm of his hand, a dark red fire burst out.

"Hum, step back!"

In a flash of lightning, murongyan's feet split into a split shape. Relying on his tall and thin body and slender legs, he even put his feet against the walls on both sides of the passage to stabilize his body in mid air. At the same time, he released his right hand, spread out his fingers, and bombarded him. At that moment, a few strands of blue light appeared under the sleeve robe, which was like the meridians of the arm, and instantly injected into the right palm.

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the fire broke, and ningyue retreated. At the moment of landing, the sole of the shoe was close to the floor and then slid back a few meters. Even a few wisps of black smoke rose from the heel.

He grinned and a touch of pain flashed across his face. The left arm is down and seems to be weak. Five fingers tremble gently, and finally suddenly shake again, making bursts of clucking sound.

At that moment, the sleeve of the whole left arm fell apart, and the veins on the exposed arm were abrupt.

In the air ahead, murongyan kept splitting and looked down at ningyue. He drew back his gun with his left hand and held it with one hand and pointed at the bottom. At the same time, a bit of fun passed through his eyes.

"It seems that someone in Jishou has just told you some of my past, but no one has told you what moves I am good at. Besides the family gun, my Ye Feng palm is also unique. Lingpin tastes like martial arts. How about it? "

Voice implementation, rather more exposed left arm suddenly split three bloodstains, extremely slender.

With a frown, he replied in a deep voice: "your strength is the sixth level of spiritual awakening, but I'm afraid you've reached the seventh level. I'm afraid no one can beat you, the squadron leader of Jishou. "

"You don't have to say that. That's what it is. Now that I know how powerful it is, I'd better admit defeat so as not to suffer a lot more pain. I admit that your real strength is by no means the triple realm of spiritual awakening on the surface, but it's a pity that it's me. So you still have no chance of winning. "

Having said that, murongyan holds his gun in both hands again, plunges back to the floor.

Who knows, Ning Yue even at this moment a smile, hum way: "I think, you should also feel, right hand is very bad?"? Lingpin is a medium martial art ye Fengzhang. It's really powerful. In addition, your accomplishments are above me. I lost my move just now and have nothing to say. However, the wood property is hard to touch the fire property, and it's my fire. It's impossible for you to win a big victory. "

Eyebrow angle a pick, Murong Yan released the right hand of the gun, lift five fingers spread out, show palm. On top of it, a trace of scorched black is obvious.

"Yes, that's what surprised me. But this small injury is insignificant, just like an ant nibbling on a big tree. "

Voice implementation, his palm a shock, the palm of the charred traces of instant dissipation.

"Well, if you're not going to let it go, let's play all your cards. Let me see if it will be more valuable to capture you alive. "

"I still said that. If you want to capture me alive, you can do it."

The next moment, he stepped back with his right foot. The dark Xuan ancient sword was raised flat in front of him, shoulder high, and the tip of the sword pointed to Murong Yan. At the same moment, his left hand shook, and under his fingers he rolled out bursts of hot light again.

"Fire versus wood, you do have a congenital advantage, but unfortunately, in front of the strength gap between you and me, the advantage is not obvious at all. Besides, I have more than one move, ye Fengzhang. If you want to delay the defeat with the help of the power of fire attribute, you are very wrong! "

Murongyan disdained to drink, holding a gun in both hands, whistling spiral force suddenly appeared on the tip of the gun.

"This time, I'll see if you can still fire my gun!"

There was no reply. Ning Yue's eyes blinked quickly. When he opened them again, there was a pale red light in his eyes. It was like a flame swaying, and there was an ancient Rune in it.

Demon blood, awakening.

At the moment, he has no choice. The effect of blood sacrifice is almost over. If you want to continue to deal with the strength as strong as murongyan's, the only way you can use is to wake up your blood. Moreover, in addition to quickly crush the people in front of him, he also needs to save Zhili and Jiao Chen as soon as possible.

Want to break through such a hard floor, is also light with blood elixir can't do. Therefore, we can only awaken the blood of the demons at this time, only once in 12 hours.

In the next moment, the flame in his palm became more violent, and the ripples made the surrounding void slightly distorted. However, the wave overflowed only within one meter of his body, and there was not too much heat surging further away.

It's not that the power is limited to this, but rather that the more you can control the burning fire, the more you can keep the burning destructive power in your hands, but more you can pass away. At the same time, the breath of restraint can also hide his strength, which makes murongyan unable to accurately judge the real power of his attack.

However, even if he suppresses too well, the natural violent breath in the awakened demon blood is still uncontrollable and fluctuates around. The light ripples touch the flame in the palm, and the fire suddenly becomes more prosperous. On the edge of the dark Xuan ancient sword, the forest roars fiercely.

In the distance, Murong Yan also smelled a hint of uncertainty, and his heart was quiet, and his subconscious hand urged Xuanli to a higher level. He wanted to capture ningyue alive, so this move was still not his strongest card, and he didn't try his best.

But at the moment, he was inexplicably worried, and 80% of his strength suddenly burst into 100% of his full strength. In the case that he can't guarantee his safety, he doesn't intend to take the risk to complete a task that is not assigned by Shangfeng.

"Boy, is that your best move? Come on, then

With a twist of his wrist, murongyan takes the initiative to attack. He holds the big gun with both palms and rotates it in a flash, forming a sudden stabbing posture and moving forward quickly. Above the tip of the gun, the spiral energy is more fierce, and the sharp chill runs through the void, trying to break all the things blocking the way.

Lingpin inferior martial arts, guanyue file!

Although it is a inferior martial art, its penetrating power and instant explosive speed have reached the level of medium martial arts. The only drawback is that the offensive is too fast, giving up all the defensive room. Once hit empty, the retroactive anti shock force is likely to damage the caster's arms and meridians.

In peacetime, Murong Yan will not easily use this move. However, tonight in this less than two meters wide channel, such a frontal assault shot is not likely to miss.

So, he was unscrupulous.

On the other side, ningyue '. In a flash, the deep cold of sword meaning rose wildly and turned into endless blazing, but it still retained the original touch of surprise.

Lingpin inferior martial arts, fire penalty, sword cutting, stab!

Similarly, his choice is also the most suitable move in such narrow space. Dark Xuan ancient sword's invincible, fusion of multiple animal fire hot fury, coupled with the tyranny and ruthlessness of the demon blood.

This sword is also his strongest strike now.

"Chifeng, I hope my sword is not in vain. I hope you can teach me how to punish me."

Zheng——

The sword roars, the heat condenses, and a startling flood appears.

Buzzing——

Gunfire, war spiral, look down on all living beings.

Ping!

In the long and narrow channel, there is no other answer.

The sound of the blade, the battle of the warrior, the mutual intransigence of the narrow road - only when one side falls will the end be ushered in.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Countless broken energy dances in the sharp place where the spears and swords collide. The chopping aftershocks crisscross the passage wantonly. Hundreds of cracks on the floor, walls and ceiling suddenly appear. In the blink of an eye, it seems that countless cobwebs quietly open.

However, under the agitation and fluctuation of the impact, the flying debris can only be split into finer powder, and then it will be crushed into smaller particles again and again, which will dissipate in the wind.

Huge resistance block in front of the gun, Murong Yan's face at this time is very ugly, he thought that this blow to show, potential in must. I didn't expect that ningyue would have the ability to stop it.

"Good boy, you are not easy. But that's it! "

Dang!

The collision between the sword and the gun was near the end of the force impact. Suddenly, the gun tilted down and forced the dark Xuan's sword blade away, then cut it horizontally to avoid the edge and stabbed ningyue's chest.

This blow, Murong Yan has moved to kill. The strong impact spread in ningyue's arm meridians. However, with the continuous awakening of demons' blood, any pain will be relieved for him. Such a load is almost nothing. Humming a smile, in the face of a stab full of killing, but he pulled the corner of his mouth. This is the moment he is waiting for. The old strength of both sides is gone, and the new strength is still growing, so close to each other. He is more likely to win the sword of counterattack“ "Flash out."