Chapter 633 (2/2)

Qin Yi took out the smoke cloud long gun again and pointed to tan Zong from a distance. His black hair was windless and automatic. In his chest, he gradually burned the sense of war. A faint voice slowly spit out from his mouth: ”now, it's my turn.”

”Chinese youth, do you think you can defeat me with ten moves? Joke, I didn't kill you with ten moves, which only shows that you have amazing speed, but if you want to defeat me, just having speed is not enough! ”

Tan zongleng drank. Suddenly, green tendons thicker than chopsticks bulged on his body. His skin became red. Up and down his body, there was a trembling inner strength of the patriarchal Road, squeezing and distorting the space around him.

”Bang!”

With his broad soles, he stamped on the ground and stamped a huge crack directly on the ground. Holding an aggressive sabre, he rushed towards Qin Yi. In an instant, the whole military training ground was hit by the strong internal strength of Qin Yi.

Ten moves failed to kill Qin Yi. Tan Zong was completely crazy and vowed to kill the young man from China.

Looking at the tan Zong who came from the crazy killing, Qin Yi's powerful Xuanqi surged wildly, carrying a smoke and cloud long gun, quickly met Tan Zong.

”Ping Ping!”

In an instant, the two fought wildly together.

Between the constant collision between the long gun and the sabre, a wave of majestic energy opened and impacted in all directions.

All the people watching the war around felt that the energy wave, like a huge wave, hit themselves hard. They hurried back for fear that it would affect the fish in the pond.

At the same time, they all saw their blood boiling, their eyes were wide open, and they didn't blink. For a moment, they even forgot to breathe.

Once upon a time, they saw such a wonderful battle.

However, at the same time, their hearts were shocked. This Chinese teenager began to let Tan Zong do ten moves with incredible speed. Now, there was no sign of losing the battle with Tan Zong.

This Chinese youth is young, but he is so good at fighting. What's his origin?

All the people present had such doubts in their hearts. For a moment, they only felt that this Chinese teenager was extremely mysterious and terrible.

”Roar!”“ Roar

In the fierce battlefield, Tan Zong, who was completely angry, roared like a beast in his mouth, with black hair, messy and terrible face, just like a savage rushing out of the ancient forest, crazy to the extreme.

Every time he waved his knife, he did his best to kill the cultivators in the five realms of the patriarchal road.

Compared with Tan Zong's madness, Qin Yi always behaved calmly. Although Tan Zong is the first master of the girder, his strength, if placed in the Kyushu Vatican, is also the existence of Yu Yu's level. Qin Yizhan doesn't have to do his best at all.

If he attacks with all his strength, Tan Zong can't even get out of five moves in his hand.

The smoke gun in his hand is completely integrated into the natural Avenue. With each blow, the space is distorted, like a stream of water, forming a spectacle.

”Chinese youth, get down!”

During the fierce battle, Tan Zong roared wildly. His tall body suddenly burst and swept in front of Qin Yi. The broad Sabre fiercely cleaved at Qin Yi.

”Get out!”

Looking at the knife that came from the split, Qin YILENG drank and stabbed it with a smoke and cloud long gun in his hand. He was impartial and centered on the blade of the knife.

”Ding!”

The gun and knife collided and made a harsh noise, which almost pierced people's eardrums.

Tan Zong only felt that the power transmitted from the blue long gun was tens of millions of people. His whole arm was suddenly numb, and under the soles of his feet, he suddenly rowed more than ten feet away.

”Tan Zong, with your current strength, it's still difficult to abolish me or even kill me!”

Qin Yi slowly raised his gun and pointed to tan Zong from a distance. The whole person always behaved lightly: ”although you can't do anything about me with your current strength, please, you can hurt her so much. Therefore, this war between us will not be a peaceful ending.”

The poetic rhyme in the crowd heard Qin Yi's words very clearly. The graceful and moving body suddenly trembled. In an instant, tears came into her eyes and her mouth murmured: ”Qin Yi...”

For the first time, she found that the young man named Qin Yi was so handsome and loved.

Gong Jinde, who was beside her, saw her look like a fool. In her mouth, she gently smoked without trace: ”poetic rhyme!”

The face of his majesty Liang, who is wearing a luxurious imperial robe, and other Chinese military ministers of the dynasty, is also not good-looking. Tan Zong, the first expert of Liang, has been on the side of the Chinese youth in this battle with the Chinese youth. As a son of Liang, his poetic charm, even as one of the six iron guards of the royal family of Liang, has always been on the side of the Chinese youth.

At the moment, I was moved to tears by the words of the Chinese youth.

Chinese youth used to be the life-saving benefactor of poetry rhyme, so some acts of poetry rhyme are understandable, but at this time, she showed a flower like appearance to Chinese youth without concealment. Under the current situation, no big liang people can bear it.

In the middle of the training ground.

Tan Zong, who was in the fierce battle, turned his face and looked at Shiyun from a distance. He took a panoramic view of Shiyun's silly expression. In his chest, he immediately burned a towering jealousy fire and roared: ”Chinese youth, go to hell!”