Chapter 307 (2/2)

Tonight, I will enter the ”demon gate and ghost kingdom”, and I may never come out again. For crazy fighters like Long Yan, it may be the best way to say goodbye to him by fighting.

Qin Yi and Long Yan have a duel. Yang Shiqi and Xi Xuaner on one side are also full of expectations.

Shua!

Elder Jiang's figure directly appeared in the scene: ”Long Yan wants to duel with Qin Yi? It's a little interesting! ”

Elder Jiang showed great interest in the contest between Qin Yi and Long Yan.

”Dragon blood warrior now - Tibetan dragon style!”

Long Yan's temperament is very direct. Holding an ink gun, he quickly rushed to Qin Yi. In the shock of the ink gun, he showed a towering killing intention,

”Good!”

Qin Yi didn't dare to be careless when he felt the strength of Longyan. Even when he directly entered the ethereal state, at the same time, the seeds of earth and fire in Dantian suddenly burst into flames.

”Rage formula!”

Qin Yi waved his fist to welcome Longyan's ink gun.

”Bang!”

Fist gun intersection.

Huge energy fluctuations, vast and open, rushing in all directions.

Both Qin Yi and Long Yan were shocked by this energy fluctuation and withdrew a big step. They hunted in clothes and danced wildly with long hair.

be equal in match or contest of strength!

Elder Jiang, Yang Shiqi and Xi Xuaner were all excited.

Qin Yi's heart was also shocked when he fought with Long Yan. He didn't expect that the combat power of Long Yan now is not under immortal worship!

However, he was relieved at the same time. You know, Long Yan was the purest descendant of Zhan Long's blood in the ancient Zhan long family. On that day, Long Yan fought with Jiang Changlao. There was a vision in Long Yan's eyes, and the sleeping Zhan Long's blood was completely activated.

For a long time, Qin Yi has a vague intuition that dragon inflammation may not be as simple as the ancient war dragon family and the purest descendants of war dragon blood.

Moreover, under the careful guidance of elder Jiang, Longyan's family inherits martial arts, which is more than twice as powerful as before.

”Ha ha, what a pleasure!”

Long Yan smiled and his eyes were burning with crazy war spirit. He raised his ink gun and stabbed out the second gun of the family's inheritance of martial arts: ”dragon chanting style!”

The ink gun vibrated and its strength rolled like a towering wave.

At this moment, the ink gun in his hand seemed to have turned into a dragon, and suddenly issued a deep dragon chant, straight into the sky.

In an instant, the wind roared!

The earth is dusty!

The energy fluctuation was too great. Elder Jiang, Yang Shiqi and Xi Xuaner hurried back for fear of being affected by the fish in the pond.

”Bang!”

The huge energy wave from the Dragon chant hit Qin Yi hard. Qin Yi just felt like a huge mountain hitting him hard. Even if he had soil element seeds, he couldn't resist it.

”Pedal pedal pedal!”

Qin Yimeng withdrew several strides, but did not fall to the ground and stood like a javelin.

”Eh...”

Looking at Qin Yi, he unexpectedly resisted Longyan's attack. Elder Jiang on one side showed a slightly shocked color on his face. He knew very well how strong Longyan's combat power is now.

”Battle dragon style!”

Long Yan didn't give Qin Yisi a chance to breathe. He soon stabbed the third type. The battle dragon blood in her body was burning.

The charm of his body climbed again. His silver hair stood upright. His body burst out like a dragon at sea. Holding an ink gun in both hands, he swept out with a huge ink gun that was tens of meters long.

”So powerful!”

Looking at the huge ink gun shadow swept by the madness, Qin Yi was shocked.

The power of the ”battle dragon style” of Longyan is more than double that of the ”dragon chanting style”, and it is impossible to take over the rage formula.

”Seven forms of heavenly demons - the first form!”

Qin Yi was very decisive. He directly displayed the immortal and ancient unique skill of ”seven forms of heavenly demons”. In an instant, his charm changed greatly, his left hand grew rapidly, and finally fixed at about one foot.

”Bang!”

Zhang Kuan's left hand slapped the huge ink gun shadow and smashed it directly.

The left hand of the demon didn't stop. He pushed forward and patted Longyan's body. Longyan flew out.

However, the flying dragon Yan suddenly broke a strange angle. The whole person and the ink gun were held in a straight line and came with a meteor like stab: ”anti dragon style!”

At the moment, the magnificent inner strength of the xuandao opened from him, and it was so powerful that it made people tremble.

The ink gun in his hand really turned into a black dragon, rolling and killing the boy who stood proudly and almost demonized.