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Chapter 560 Ten Grade War Guns

The fat man had a cruel sneer on his face and snorted coldly, "Brothers, I think this kid has probably defected to other sects and become a spy. As the younger brother of the captain of the sect's law enforcement hall, I have the obligation to serve as the captain of the sect's law enforcement hall." Get rid of the harm!"

After saying that, he pointed out, and the wild and dragon-like demonic figure behind him let out a ferocious roar, fiercely jumped out of the black mist, and charged towards Ye Xuan.

Seeing this situation, all the male and female disciples of Mo Luo Sect couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. They never expected that Zhang He would use his strongest killing move as soon as they met each other.

This is obviously not to break Long Qishi's legs, but to take his life!

Looking at the demonic figure rushing toward him, which looked as reckless as a dragon, Ye Xuan couldn't help but sneer with contempt. Even if he wanted to hide his strength, he would not take the attack of a warrior at the seventh level of the Martial King Realm into his eyes. .

Secretly communicating with the God-killing Eyes in his heart, he incorporated a trace of demonic nature into his true essence.

Suddenly.

An extremely evil aura faintly came from Ye Xuan's body, and a faint black halo suddenly spread out from Ye Xuan's body, crashing into the wild and dragon-like demonic figure.

'Bang!'

As soon as the wild and dragon-like demonic figure came into contact with the faint black light, it suddenly seemed to hit a copper wall and made a dull sound. In the blink of an eye, it turned into dots of black light and disappeared.

"Ah!" Zhang He screamed, spitting blood. His attack in the form of a demon soul was completely driven by his soul. Now it was defeated by the opponent's mysterious demon light, and his soul was already seriously damaged.

Zhang He took a few steps back and looked at Ye Xuan with eyes full of horror and resentment. He never expected that with his seventh-level Martial King Realm cultivation, he did not take any advantage from the other party, but instead Suffered a big loss.

"What kind of magic light shield are you talking about? How can you restrain my magic power like this?"

Zhang He was horrified. Just for a moment, he felt an unimaginable evil aura coming from Long Qishi's body. As soon as his magic power collided with the opponent's magic shield, it became harmless and shattered. Come on.

Judging from the magical power the other party just used, it should be an extremely advanced magic skill.

"Senior Brother Zhang."

"Brother Zhang, are you not injured?"

Just when Zhang He was in shock and doubt, the disciples of the Mo Luo Sect who came with him had already gathered around him and asked about his injuries.

Zhang He's face suddenly turned red. He, who was at the peak of the seventh level of the Martial King Realm, was beaten so embarrassingly by Long Qishi, the seventh level of the Martial King Realm, in just one encounter. How could he not be ashamed and angry?

He immediately gritted his teeth and said sternly to his fellow disciples, "Junior brothers and sisters, form a 'joint attack on the God-killing Formation' and kill this decent spy for me."

"Okay! Kill this guy!"

All the disciples of the Moluo Sect shouted, headed by Zhang He, their figures flashed, and they all stood according to their directions, and in the blink of an eye they formed a combined attack formation with torrential demonic energy.

Demonic aura swirled around their bodies, sinister winds gusted, and dark demonic aura surged out from the combined attack formation, quickly spreading and covering the entire small square.

Ye Xuan looked at all this coldly, the demon cultivator was like this, shouting and killing at every turn.

Although he cannot use some methods such as the Space Technique and the Heavenly Star True Flame, which he has exposed to outsiders before and cannot see the light of day. But if he wants to kill these disciples, it is still a matter of raising his hand.

The God-killing Eye is originally the eye of the demons. It is said that these human demonic skills were transformed from the demonic skills back then.

Ye Xuan can use the demonic nature in the God-killing Pupil to ensure that he looks like a demon cultivator. Moreover, using the demonic energy generated by the God-killing Pupil has a strong suppressive effect on the demonic skills of the human race.

Just when a fierce light flashed in Zhang He's eyes, he was about to give the order to start the attack.

The white-haired old man coughed dryly and said to Zhu Yankang, who had not made any move and was looking at him with a cold expression, "Master Zhu, this is the treasure house of our Zhan Bao Pavilion. Please don't use force here."

Forget it is a small fight, if these Moluo Sect disciples really start a big fight here, who will pay for the damage to the things.

"Stop everyone!" Zhu Yankang said coldly.

He looked at 'Long Qishi' and was a little shocked. Just when Long Qishi started his exercises, he suddenly felt a heavy demonic power, which made the demonic sources in his body not operate smoothly.

This surprised Zhu Yankang. It should be known that not long after he transformed the technique, a month ago, he was fortunate enough to be appreciated by the Holy Son, who rewarded him with a seventh-grade elementary technique, Huangquan Demon Yin Jue!

And with his seventh-level elementary skills, when he used his skills and operated the magic power in this Longqi era, he actually felt a heavy demonic power pressing down on him. What kind of magic power did he practice in this Longqi era?

"No wonder he became arrogant again. It seems that he had an adventure during this period!" Zhu Yankang thought angrily in his heart.

After hearing his words, Zhang He and others immediately stopped their efforts and looked at 'Long Qishi' coldly one by one.

They also knew that the boss behind Zhanbao Pavilion was an extremely powerful person, and they did not dare to make a big move here.

Ye Xuan ignored everyone's gazes and said to Shuizhu who was in a daze beside him, "Can you choose a battle gun for me?"

Shuizhu came back to her senses and nodded quickly. She thought this dude would give in, but she didn't expect that he could easily hurt Zhang He, who was even more advanced than him.

"Young Master Long, this is the steward of our war treasure house. Mr. Mo, just tell us what function of war gun you want to choose." Shuizhu introduced the white-haired old man to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan nodded, this Mr. Mo was at the first level of the Martial Emperor Realm.

This old guy has been watching the fun before. If he is not Zhang He's opponent, he may keep watching and it will not be a good thing.

Ye Xuan said, "I only want the best. I don't know if your Zhanbao Pavilion has a war gun that can meet my wishes."

Since he is Long Qishi, of course he must be arrogant.

Moreover, Ye Xuan has always been willing to spend money on his weapons.

Hearing his words, those Moluo Sect disciples sneered disdainfully, and even Zhu Yankang showed sarcasm.

"That's such a big tone. You dare to speak arrogantly even with your little wealth." Zhu Yankang sneered.

He was not planning to leave, but wanted to see what kind of battle gun Long Qishi, a loser, would choose.

Ye Xuan simply ignored Zhu Yankang's words.

Mr. Mo chuckled and glanced at 'Ye Xuan', a disciple of the Mo Luo Sect, with a strange look.

He took out a sound-transmitting jade talisman and sent information inside. After a moment, the stone door of the treasure house opened, and two warriors walked out of it, holding a silver war gun.

"This gun is called the Silver Dark Dragon Pattern Spear. There is a wisp of silver dragon essence sealed inside it. It is a tenth-grade battle spear with great power. It is blessed by the dragon essence when it is released..."


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