Chapter 276: Wan Jian (1/2)
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Gun Soul Kill ...
One of Ghostgun's tricks, one-shot killing with the power of the dead's ghost!
Ye Wugui stands proudly in the air at a height of tens of meters, and looks at the Chu mark in front of him with a high posture, accompanied by the ever-rising majestic momentum of Ye Wugui, especially the dangerous breath rising from his body.
Immediately, in the horrifying eyes around them, the power of the ghosts extracted from the many dead genius corpses on the ground flew from all directions towards the night without paradox.
”Buzz ...”
In the middle of the night, the devil weeping blood-sucking lance in Ye Wuqi's hands bleeds blood, and the endless Yin Xuan's dead energy revolves around the opponent's body, which is stirred by all directions, the dust is flying, and the sky is dark.
The people nearby were all surprised.
It's not a fame that there are no strange results this night.
The masses of ghosts are like flat boats that have plunged into the vortex of floods, one by one into the Devil May Crying Blood Eater.
Whenever a mass of ghosts merges, the power of the blood spitting gun bursts out, and the blooming blood is more prosperous ...
The spirit of killing swept the audience, and the sharp cold wind was mixed with sharp ghost howls!
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At the same time, there is also a monstrous breath over Chu Hen.
The imaginary shadows that are dozens of meters high quickly condense and form, a huge body, fangs and claws, and a pair of bat meat wings spread out ...
Endless arrogance and domineering power.
Then, the imaginary phantom slightly lifted his right hand, and turned his palm outwards. With the trembling space, the thick true power formed a rotating cyclone, gathered towards the phantom's palm ...
Suddenly, a giant unreal spear stunned into the hands of the demon.
...
”Hey, this is the legendary horror stun gun? But it's nothing like this!” Ye Wuqi's tone was still dismissive and ironic.
”Huh!” Chu Hen sneered, ”I'll deal with you enough!”
”Buzz!”
As soon as the words fell, a surging hegemonic black mang once again released from Chu Chen's body.
The next moment, in the eyes of the surrounding crowd, the giant spear in the hands of the domineering shadow behind Chu Hen turned into black in an instant ...
In the hands of the astonishing unreal ghost, an extraordinary black spear was held in his hands. On top of the spear, the black awns lingering like the fire of the Nine Souls, bearing the whole town of Shizhen.
...
Feeling the change in the power released by Chu Chen, Ye Wugui looked cold. ”Well, I want to see, how dare you shine with the light of rice?”
”rumble!”
The deafening wind and thunder rolled down and cracked down, causing waves of noise in the air.
The majestic true power from Ye Wugui's body is constantly rushing to the Devil May Crying Blood Stealer, and the Blood Desire that combines the power of more than 20 talented ghosts exudes a strong destructive breath.
”Devil May Cry, Gun Soul Kill ...”
Together with a loud drink from the night, there was a terrible blood-red lance that fell from the sky, rolling up the endless destruction and killing of slashing and fell on Chu mark. The unstoppable oppression was like the onslaught of mountains, and the thick gray Yinxuan dead gas formed a rapidly rotating cyclone ripple at the end of the gun.
All the people present were pale and their eyes widened.
Ye Wusu's gun is afraid to kill any master with the same level.
And repairing the Chu mark with only the sixth level of Huadan Realm, how can it resist the attack of the other side?
Long Xuanshuang and Bai Yuxuan are all showy eyebrows, and there is a great dignity in their eyes.
Almost at the same time, Chu Hen had already raised his puppet demon gun, and the huge shadow behind him also raised the giant black cold gun ...
Every movement of Chu Hen exudes a heavy majesty.
In particular, the momentum of the demon shadow was described as majestic.
”Frightened, stun gun ...”
The next moment, the domineering black gunshot was sturdy and faced up against the blood-scarred gunman that was smashing ...
”Boom!”
At the intersection where the two met, a terrible force blasted and burst into the sky above the square.
The turbulent air flow swept across in all directions.
The whole city center square trembled, and the dark black clouds gathered in the sky wantonly to dance. Black gun shadows, blood-colored guns ... Two violent violent powers generated by catastrophic energy, such as flash floods, and stormy aftermaths smashed a number of decaying buildings around the square into ruins.
The rocks are rolling, the wind howls!
Everyone in the audience was stunned in their hearts. The imaginary scene where Chu Hen was bombarded and killed didn't appear. The horror ghost gun was under the terror of the Devil May Crying Blood Spear, and it was not weak.
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”How is it possible? Ye Wuqi's blow combines the power of more than 20 new dead ghosts! I'm afraid that it is the master of the eighth-order cultivation of Huadan Realm, and I dare not take it lightly.”
”Is the power of the Horror Gun so powerful?”
”No, it's because of Chuchen's true power. His true power is much more aggressive than ordinary people.”
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Everyone was horrified. It stands to reason that the power of killing both the Demon Gun King and the Ghost Gun King should be in the middle of the middle. The cultivation of Ye Wusu is a step higher than the Chu mark, and more than twenty ghosts have just been fused. These newly dead ghosts contain some of the power of the dead before they die.