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Tan Niang clenched her fists tightly.
Gou Mang from the third seat turned his head and asked the cape hair: "Pang Chunhao lost to Yang Xie last time, how many shots did it take?"
"One thousand two hundred shots. That was a long time ago. At that time, Chixin Roar was not as powerful as it is now,"
Jumang laughed dumbfounded after hearing this: "Then Pang Chunhao lost to Yang Xie again this time, so he should have improved."
The cape shook his head and said: "Yang Xie is the type who stands up more and more bravely. If you ask me, if you can't finish him after 1,200 shots, I'm afraid there is no hope. What if you can take a few more shots? Two thousand Shoot? Three thousand shots? What's more, Yang Xie is more than that."
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The chaotic bullets brought up storm-like sound waves, whether it was disaster water, dragons spitting fog, or even the torrential rain of Qiansheng Yunhan, they were all swept out of a vacuum zone centered on Yang Ji.
But because Zhan Yuejin's cup was too narrow, no matter how powerful Chixin Roar was, it could at most turn Li Yan's misfortune into a cup full of steam. Li Yan, who had activated the power of all phases, was able to move freely in the water mist, which was why he barely survived under Yang Xie's hands.
But if the rate of fire of the bullets increases again, Li Yan may not be able to hold on.
Although it was very embarrassing, Li Yan had to admit that even if he was hit by a heart attack, he would have to pay the price of death with a ghost car.
Perhaps the upper limit of Qi Lian's true solution is much higher than that of Chixin Strike, but for Li Yan now, the power of Chixin Strike is the same as Qi Lian's true solution, and it is a one-hit death.
"It's really not an opponent"
Li Yan moved and flickered in the mist, or melted into the mist of water all over the sky, and shuttled like ghosts and ghosts in the storm of bullets.
The intense powerlessness gnawed at Li Yan's nerves. But there was no hesitation in his eyes, instead he was focused and fanatical.
Yang Xie seemed familiar with that look.
"Why are there so many lunatics in the world?"
Yang Xie complained, but he didn't see the strange look in his eyes.
Suddenly,
A giant steel hand burning with black flame protruded from the water mist, grabbing Yang Xie vigorously.
Yang Xi didn't even look at it, the three bullets hit the "Ascended" in the mist in a zigzag shape, destroying the Ascended who was like a steel giant almost instantly.
The hollow facial features formed by the black flames on the Ascended's neck wailed, and suddenly weakened.
The white flame facial features on the back soared, it laughed wildly, and the triathlon balls that originally only lit up nine on the spine climbed up. Thirteen, fourteen
This time, Li Yan didn't plan to use the Soul Forgiveness Water to suppress the Ascended.
A chill suddenly rose in Yang Xie's heart, and he felt an unparalleled feeling of evil and coquettishness, as if he wanted to melt everything in this world, leaving nothing behind.
He took out something from his personal imprint and held it in his hand, then rushed towards the Ascensioner, and slapped his palm on the Ascensioner's body. The body of the Ascensioner froze like a tall building, and involuntarily turned into a stream of red light, and took a picture Mahjong tiles.
The mahjong tile fell to the ground, and the pattern on it was an ascender bathed in scarlet steam.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a halo of purple light rushed over his head and face.
The ghost car exploded!
Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night! The earth destroys the stars! Liuren Blood Weeping Curse
"Is it true that he has only been in Yanfu for one year?"
Yang Xie took out his two guns and wanted to use offense instead of defense. After you sing the forty-six Taiping Yin spells, I will appear on the stage. , Li Yan's face suddenly appeared behind Yang Xie, and the golden mother sword in his hand slashed down obliquely
Zhan Yuejin covered the paper cup with his hand, and the white mist could not stop overflowing from between his fingers.
The representatives of Yan Zhaohui held their breaths. They really did not expect that Li Yan could fight Yang Xie to this extent.
In the cup.
Li Yan's hands were trembling uncontrollably, and his eyes were fixed on the mist.
A clear bloodstain ran from Yang Xie's neck to his waist.
Kaba~
Yang Xie loosened his hand slightly, and threw a broken red mahjong on the ground.
He reloaded unhurriedly again, his eyes met the expressionless Li Yan.
"This mahjong was given to me by my old man in Yunnan four years ago. I have never used it. I wanted to keep it as a souvenir, but I didn't expect it to be destroyed in your hands."
Li Yan actually laughed. He held the big sword with both hands instead, and asked with high fighting spirit: "Did Mr. Zhao give you two back then?"
say??, he swallowed the [Zhouli Bazhen Crispy Butter Cicada] that Zha Xiaodao gave him.
Without even thinking about it, Yang Xie took out a stainless steel jug with a red star on it from his personal mark, and poured it into his mouth.
The momentum of both of them is rising steadily!
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At the venue, many people breathed a sigh of relief. If there were no other accidents, they thought the victory and defeat had been decided.
However, many people in the second seat were stern, especially the white committee member, whose face was so gloomy that water could drip.
Danniang took a deep breath and pinched her nails deeply. Suddenly, she stood up: "Mr. Zhao, can you guarantee that there will be no fatalities or serious sequelae in this fight?"
Zhao Jianzhong glanced at her: "If I say no, are you going to admit defeat?"
Just as Dan Niang was about to open her mouth, Zhao Jianzhong interrupted her: "There is nothing wrong with you worrying about him, but at a time like this, you should shut up, wait for the result honestly, and sit down."
Danniang clenched her silver teeth secretly, but she couldn't sit down no matter what.
"Others think that Li Yan is doomed, I understand."
Zhu Jiuyin suddenly said: "Don't you think so?"
Many people were puzzled by Zhu Jiuyin's words.
"What does he mean?"
Monk Zha Xiaodao Zhang Er was puzzled.
"Yang Xie's bluff has been seen through, and now the two of them are desperate."
Zhao Xuantan beside him said.
Zha Xiaodao asked in surprise: "Didn't the guy surnamed Yang keep beating Li Yan?"
"Yang Xie is known as the first person in the three seats. Isn't it easy for him to crush a young man?"
Zhao Xuantan asked back.
"I guess, from the very beginning, Yang Xie wanted to use a strong posture to force the opponent to retreat. Unfortunately, the red mahjong that died for him still showed his timidity."
"What's timid?"
Zha Xiaodao asked back.
Zhao Xuantan looked at the paper cup on the seat: "Yang Xie was injured."
Under the ruined city outside the venue, Pang Chunhao was still standing upright under the tall building.
"Both of them are injured."
Miss Mei also joined in.
"Yang Xie's injury was even worse. And this man named Li Yan is really amazing, one after another, that is, Yang Xie. If it is replaced by the other three seats, even if it is me, I am afraid I will stumble."
Zhao Xuantan's words were concise and to the point.
"Now, both of them are exhausted."
"Then who will win?"
Miss Mei and Cha Xiaodao spoke in unison.
? The water cup was turbulent, black and windy, and the two of them seemed to have returned to their full strength,
Qiansheng Yunhan, the power of all phases, and the waves of disasters, were pierced through one black hole after another, and were immediately filled.
During Yang Xie's bullet storm, Li Yan's afterimages were everywhere.
Yang Xie was sweating profusely, and the great sword of death appeared on his neck, head, chest, and genitals from time to time. As long as the muzzle of the gun can't be taken care of, he will immediately end up with his body separated.
On the other hand, even if Li Yan shows signs of fatigue for a moment, Yang Xie, who has reached 700 shots at this moment, can finish Li Yan with one shot at any time!
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"Hard to say."
Zhao Xuantan clicked his tongue: "It's too hard to guess." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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