Shuhua''s head, under the tiger''s claws of Wang Hu, is like a watermelon falling from the sky, smashed to pieces.


    Xiao Yuan never dreamed that he took two people to Pingyuan mountain, so he fell into the hands of a group of people. The most important thing is that the other side is also one-on-one, and the cultivation is not in the middle of Yuan Shen or in the early stage of Yuan Shen, and the result is that the other side wins.


    Xiao Yuan''s eyes became cold and piercing.


    "Kill my subordinates, you should all die!" Low voice, from Xiao Yuan''s throat, a killing idea from his body diffuse.


    Compared with Shuhua and Qingshan, the great friar at the peak of Yuanshen is more than ten times stronger.


    Under such a majestic momentum, Xuetong, Wang Hu and Gao le are not breathing freely, which is more like a big stone, pressing on several people''s hearts.


    Only Wang Yu can be light and light, looking at Wang Hu''s situation, a big hand, will Xiao Yuan''s momentum.


    Xiao Yuan deeply looked at Wang Yu, for Wang Yu only hand can break his momentum is very bad.


    All of a sudden, he thought that Wang Yu had just broken his palm. His pupils contracted and his eyes were unbelievable.


    You know.


    He just in order to save Shu Hua, under the anger, the palm, is his exclamation full play a blow.


    In terms of his accomplishments, that palm was enough to take away the life of a great monk in the late Yuan Dynasty, but he was blocked by Wang Yu, the great friar in the early Yuan Dynasty. How can Xiao Yuan believe this.


    But the result is really Wang Yu.


    Xiao Yuan''s eyes, in Wang Hu, blood pupil and Gao Le''s body circulation, and fell on Wang Yu.


    Nima, the feelings of the four of them, each can jump over the level to challenge, this is the so-called genius are all in a heap?


    Originally thought that Wang Hu, Xuetong and Gaole were already powerful, but now it seems that they are still powerful.


    No wonder they are seen as leaders by several people.


    But.


    I Xiao Yuan is not an ordinary person, not everyone can challenge me with a low level.


    Looking at Wang Yu coldly, Xiao Yuan takes out a bright silver gun from Jiezi bag. The gun has a strong Daoyun, which is an excellent magic weapon.


    The appearance of the bright silver gun directly made Xiao Yuan''s breath rise more than ten times.


    He was originally the peak of Yuan Shen. With the blessing of the best magic weapon, he had the breath of reaching nirvana.


    When Xiao Yuan shakes his gun, his spirit of killing spreads. At this moment, Xiao Yuan seems to be a general in the battlefield.


    "Kill!"


    At the tip of the gun, the silver spear shot out.


    Whoosh!


    A silver flash, bright silver gun, released a cold light, like an arrow from the string, flew to Wang Yu.


    In the face of Xiao Yuan''s bright silver gun, Wang Yu takes a horizontal step, avoids the gun awn, shrinks into an inch, and then flashes to Xiao Yuan.


    Xiao Yuan saw the situation, a cold smile, not ready to let Wang Yu close.


    Each shot stabbed out with cold light. Each shot was extremely domineering and full of killing intention. It could easily break through the real yuan in the later period of Yuanshen.


    Even the strong men who are at the peak of Yuan Shen dare not be careless in the face of such a killing move.


    Wang Yu did not dare to meet him, but with his dexterous body method, he dodged a lot of spears. At the same time, his steps kept moving forward.


    Nothing else.


    Wang Yu''s sword is still in front of him. It''s not good to let him fight Xiao Yuan with his bare hands.


    Xiao Yuan is also aware of this, but he happens to take advantage of this, to attack Wang Yu, to kill Wang Yu, no matter how bad, also want to let Wang Yu injured.


    Such a thought, Xiao Yuan''s action is faster, a gun is connected with a gun, the gun is dense and airtight.


    Wang Yu looked at Xiao Yuan''s posture and knew what the other side was thinking. He gave a cold smile. This little trick was like dealing with him.


    Joke!


    Wang Yu secretly said a sentence, and then saw Wang Yu palms condense true yuan, true yuan form Lei mang.


    "Four elephants in the sky, wind, fire, thunder, rain, thunder light condensation, palm thunder!"


    With Wang Yu''s one break drink, the thunder and lightning in the palm, with a trace of Tianwei, towards Xiao Yuan''s gun.


    Boom!


    Thunder in the palm, where he passed, the spear was constantly smashed.


    Xiao Yuan saw this, but did not admit defeat. He stabbed his spear and killed Wang Yu.


    Touch! Touch! Touch!


    The thunder in the palm pushes horizontally, destroying the spear awn. It is also consumed by Xiao Yuan''s spear. When he is about to get close to Xiao Yuan, he is stabbed by a gun from Xiao Yuan.


    "This magic power is really powerful, but how many times can you use it?"


    The thunder in the palm makes some confusion, Xiao Yuan still does not forget to sneer, said a, and then look at Wang Yu, the other side''s face is white.


    Obviously, that hit the palm thunder, for Wang Yu''s consumption, is really not small, want to display a second time, afraid is unlikely.


    However, under such circumstances, Xiao Yuan saw Wang Yu smile.


    Looking at Wang Yu''s position again, Xiao Yuan looks cold and looks very ugly.Because at Wang Yu''s feet, there was a sword, which went straight into the ground. The body of the sword twinkled with cold light, as well as the rhyme, all showed its extraordinary.


    It was the flying sword that Wang Yu used to save Gao Le at that time.


    Wang Yu''s charge, together with the last record of palm thunder, is actually to get the flying sword, although the consumption is not small, but the flying sword is around him.


    Do not want to think, Wang Yu toe pick.


    The flying sword flew out of the ground and fell on his hand. He took a sword flower and pointed at Xiao Yuan.


    "Sword, return to my hand, then you die."


    Wang Yu''s flying sword trembled in his hand, and the red light flashed on the sword. There was no doubt that the Taoist rhyme of Lingbao level could be seen.


    "Zhongpin Lingbao!"


    When Xiao Yuan saw this, a trace of greed flashed through his eyes.


    Zhongpin Lingbao, even if the nirvana immortal saw it, he would not move, let alone him.


    "Kill you, your treasures and secrets are mine."


    Xiao Yuan chuckled to himself. The wind was growing at his feet. He stepped forward to learn martial arts and killed Wang Yu.


    When Wang Yu didn''t have a sword, he didn''t dare to confront Xiao Yuan. Now that he had a sword, he still had to worry about something. He didn''t want to rush up.


    "Liangyi Shenjian Jue!"


    The sword that he did not know was the first to win.


    "Soul snatching magic weapon formula!"


    Xiao Yuan also does not show weakness, gun aimed at Wang Yu, repeatedly stabbed out.


    Dang!


    The crash of the metal sounded.


    Wang Yu did not move. In contrast, Xiao Yuan was blocked by Wang Yu''s sword. He stepped back four or five steps and fell into the downwind.


    Being repulsed by a great monk in the early days of Yuan Shen, Xiao Yuan feels extremely ashamed and rushes to Wang Yu in anger to tear Wang Yu to pieces.


    Dang! Dang! Dang!


    "Let go!" Wang Yu stopped drinking, and his strength was enhanced. He was still a strong practitioner of the Dharma Realm, and close combat was his specialty.


    Xiao Yuan felt his hand sink and almost couldn''t hold the gun.


    "Boy, you forced me."


    Xiao Yuan looks at Wang Yu with shame and anger, and suddenly retreats. With a ferocious smile on his face, a dangerous breath rushes towards Wang Yu. "Not good!" Wang Yu had a feeling, so he wanted to stop Xiao Yuan.


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