Chapter 987: Killers, people will kill them!

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Facing the little bit of cold light in the air, Long Er's heart was shaken, and he had no time to dodge.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

In an instant, heavy gun shadows enveloped him, spreading all over his body.

"boom!"

At the moment of the moment, the golden armor on Long Er's body suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, and a faint dragon flew out, taking on a fatal attack for him.

This is so, the aftermath that leaked out still blasted Long Er's body dozens of meters away.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Long Er gasped heavily, his eyes full of shock and uncertainty, his vest was completely soaked in cold sweat, as if he had walked before the gate of a ghost, and he was afraid for a while.

He knew that if it weren't for the golden armor body, hundreds of holes had been punched out of his body.

But now, the light on the golden armor was much dimmed, as if it was about to extinguish.

"Huh? A magic weapon?"

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, and secretly said that this golden armor was not an ordinary armor, but a very mysterious magic weapon. After carving the formation, he could remove his spear power at the last moment.

However, Xuanyuan Ji's thousands of years of background, possessing these treasures is also a matter of course.

At the next moment, Ye Fan's eyes dazzled, holding a gentian gun, shaking his spear, and saying:

"Come on! Fight again!"

The spear is in hand, with the determination to pierce the world.

The fighting spirit is above the sky, with the overbearing power to frighten the heroes.

At this moment, Ye Fan was like a spear **** alive, pointed by the gunman, invincible, unbeatable.

Feeling the unparalleled power revealed by him, the two Qiankun Dragon Guards looked at each other, and both saw an inconceivable shock in each other's eyes.

The same gentian gun, held by Ye Fan, was ten times more terrifying than when it was in Long's hand.

As the head of the Universe Dragon Guard, Long Yi was cultivated by the Xuanyuan Ji family since he was a child, and the resources he obtained were not inferior to the direct descendants of other sect families, and his strength had reached the early stage of the heavenly stage.

But he never expected that in terms of gun skills, he would be completely crushed by the young man in front of him.

"You...what exactly is the marksmanship?!" Long Yi asked tremblingly.

"Hit invincible hands all over the world, the eternal spear is the only one!" Ye Fan swept across the spear, his tone revealing arrogance.

...

Hearing this, Long Yi's face changed drastically, showing an unbelievable expression, and exclaimed: "Could it be the legendary...The Overlord Spear used by Xiang Yu, the overlord of the Western Chu? This spear method has already followed Xiang Yu's self-control in Wujiang And lost, how could it appear in your hands?"

"If you beat me, I will tell you!"

Ye Fan shouted, then shot out like a dragon.

"Stab!"

The surrounding air was torn apart, and a piercing and sharp sonic boom erupted like spring thunder.

fast!

Can't be described in words fast!

Ye Fan's shot seemed to have surpassed the shackles of space, and the tip of the gun pointed directly at Long Yi's throat, not giving any chance to dodge.

"Oops!"

When Long saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like awns, and he felt the real threat of death.

He has a strong hunch that if he is stabbed by this gun, even the golden armor on his body cannot be stopped, he will definitely be killed on the spot.

He subconsciously wanted to dodge, but his limbs became extremely heavy, as if a huge mountain of tens of thousands of tons was pressed against him, and he didn't even have the strength to move his little finger.

"Ho **** ho ho!"

At the moment of the moment, Long Er in the distance let out a roar, brandishing a mad lion knife and slashing towards him, trying to relieve Long Yi.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan still revealed a firm will in his eyes, and shouted: "I won't regret my broken bones and swear to break Huanglong! Under the overlord's gun, who dares to stop?"

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Fan shook his wrist, and the tip of the gentian spear drew a large circle in mid-air. Its potential was just like a meteor chasing the moon, tearing the sky, scared by ghosts, and just stabbed on the blade of the Mad Lion Blade.

"Zheng!"

There was a loud noise, and a wild and powerful force suddenly burst out.

Between the lightning and the fire, the Mad Lion Knife was forcibly picked and flew, and Long Er was impacted by the aftermath and fell to the ground forcibly, smashing a big hole.

Immediately afterwards, the gentian spear continued forward and pierced Long Yi's throat.

But because of Long Er's obstacle, Long Yi won a little breathing opportunity, and he tried his best to move his body to the side.

"She!"

The next moment, the sound of a sharp blade piercing into the body came.

The gentian gun pierced the golden armor and pierced Long Yi's right shoulder, completely piercing through the entire shoulder blade.

After that, Ye Fan did not hesitate to pull the gentian gun from his right shoulder again.

"Wow!"

The red blood spewed out from the wound like a waterfall, dyeing most of his body red.

With the cultivation base of Longyi's realm, ordinary injuries can be healed very quickly, but this shot also contains Ye Fan's domineering inner strength, which is madly invading his internal organs and the odd meridian.

At this moment, Long Yi no longer has the strength to fight anymore. He can only stay on his breath to protect his heart, otherwise his life will be in danger.

...

For a while, there was silence and deathly silence in the venue.

Long Er, who was knocked to the ground, had the power to fight again, but he already understood the gap between himself and Ye Fan. Even if he picked up the Mad Lion Knife and continued to fight, it was just a fearless struggle, and there was no chance of winning at all.

Before that, the two Universe Dragon Guards were dismissive of Ye Fan and sneered at them, believing that he had robbed his young master of the limelight.

Only now did they realize how stupid they were.

Ye Fan's strength is really like a high god, surpassing all beings.

They lost, they lost so thoroughly!

At this moment, Ye Fan reduced his murderous a bit, looked at them condescendingly, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he sketched a playful smile, and said, "Hehe...Xuanyuan Ji, it turned out to be nothing more than that, it disappointed me! "

Hearing this, Long Yi was furious, ignoring the injury of his right shoulder, and said loudly: "We are not good at learning skills, and it has nothing to do with Ji! Ye Beichen, if you want to kill, kill, Xiu will humiliate Ji again Even if I die here in the two wars, the young master will definitely avenge us in the future!"

As he said, Long Yi held his head high, without any fear on his face, as if he was ready to die bravely.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect him to be so fierce and not afraid of death, he couldn't help but glance high.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Fan said: "I won't kill you, because - lions won't care about the provocation of sheep! You are not qualified to die in my hands!"

Hearing this, Long Yi was shocked all over, as if by an electric shock, as if he had been humiliated by the sky, so angry that he was so angry that his eyes were cracked.

Those who can become Qiankun Longwei are all elites selected from a million, with their own pride.

But now, Ye Fan's "raise your hand" is more anger than killing him directly.

At this moment, all of Long Yi's pride and dignity were crushed to pieces.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes were like electricity, and he spoke again: "I am a person who has always had a clear grudge! Because I took away Ji Yuanhao's limelight, he wanted to kill me. How can such a villain who will report to you be a villain? The real king? You bring him a word for me!"

"What are you talking about?" Long Yi asked.

"A murderer, people will kill him! When I return to China, I will take his head personally!" Ye Fan's voice contained monstrous murderous aura.

"you!!!"

Hearing this, Long Yi's eyes were red, and his anger was mixed, as if he was about to rush to Ye Fan in the next moment.

To him, the young master is the supreme being, and no one can tolerate offense.

At this moment, Long Er next to him immediately came over to stop him, and at the same time looked up at Ye Fan, and said sharply: "Boy, you have a seed! Over the years, you are the first person who dared to provoke our Xuanyuan Ji family! What you say , We will convey to the young master, I hope you don’t regret it!"

After saying this, Long Er didn't dare to stay any longer, pulling Long Yi forcibly, and immediately disappeared into the night.

Looking at the back of the two of them leaving, Ye Fan's deep eyes flashed a strange color, muttering to himself:

"Xuanyuan Huangdi, thousands of years ago, once defeated my ancestor Chiyou! After that, everyone with a heavenly hegemonic body has been cursed, no matter how brave, it will never escape the tragic fate! I did not expect that today, I will again If you meet the descendants of the Ji family, if this is really fate, let me personally break the shackles of fate!"