Chapter 660 (2/2)

However, the four words ”shoot to kill” sounded in his ears, which made him suddenly return to his mind. Looking at Yan Meiniang, he comforted and said, ”Qin Yi's analysis is right. Your brother, at the moment, maybe he's really hiding somewhere to practice hard. At that time, I'll help you find out. I can help you find out.”

As soon as his voice fell, his eyebrows suddenly frowned and said, ”there is a shortage of blood!”

Blood shortage!

Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang were stunned.

”Anyone who hunts through the blood shortage knows that when the blood shortage occurs, there will be a smell of blood in the air, and the strength of the blood shortage can be distinguished according to the degree of blood.”

Yi Changtian said faintly.

Hearing the speech, Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang settled down. Sure enough, they found that there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Yi Changtian continued: ”the blood is very light. The strength of the blood shortage coming towards us will not exceed the seven borders of the patriarchal road. Qin Yi, I'll give you the blood shortage.”

”Good!”

Qin Yi was delighted when he heard the speech. He had not hunted the blood shortage since he entered the broken war road.

Without saying a word, he let go of Yan Meiniang's delicate fragrant shoulder, took out the smoke and cloud long gun, rushed to the sky, and suddenly disappeared in their sight.

Yan Meiniang, who suddenly lost Qin Yi's arms, felt a sense of loss in her heart. She looked up at her suffocating face and stared at the direction of Qin Yi's disappearance.

……

”Hoo...”

Within the scope of Qin Yi's spiritual power, a figure of blood shortage soon appeared. The figure was also huge and incredible. The wide flying wings flashed with great efforts. Thousands of feet away, it came in front of Qin Yi in an instant.

The blood shortage was quietly suspended in the air, looking down at Qin Yi with a condescending attitude.

Qin Yi raised his head, looked at the blood shortage that can almost be described as ”overwhelming”, and some nervously swallowed his mouth: ”my grass is too huge. Can I really kill it? Yi Changtian didn't pit me, did he? ”

Blood shortage is the largest existence he has ever seen in his current position.

”唳...”

Although the blood shortage does not belong to creatures, it is just an existence formed by the blood of the great emperor after endless years, it obviously has a strong attack.

It suddenly sent out a sharp long roar, wide wings, fought hard, fanned a gust of wind, and killed Qin Yi below.

The eyes were slightly coagulated, looking at the blood shortage quickly killed down. In Qin Yi's eyes, there was a sudden surge of overwhelming war.

The next moment.

Carrying a smoke gun, he went up against the sky and quickly met the blood shortage.

”Ping Ping!”

In an instant, Qin Yi and the blood shortage were fighting together.

Qin Yi's heart was filled with joy as soon as he fought. Yi Changtian didn't deceive himself. The combat power of the blood shortage in front of him really hasn't reached the Seven Realms of the patriarchal road. He has just broken through the six realms of the patriarchal road. It's quite easy to fight.

”Ten thousand seven shots - the first shot!”

Qin Yi shouted angrily. The smoke and cloud blasted away with a long gun, turned into a green awn, crossed the sky, and blasted away towards the blood shortage in front.

With the stabbing of his gun, the air around the long gun fluctuated violently. The long gun was close to the limit. In a moment, it stabbed into the body of the blood shortage. The blood shortage who was shot screamed and quickly retreated. The eyes comparable to the dishes looked at Qin Yi with some fear.

”Ten thousand seven guns, pretty good.”

Qin Yi smiled faintly.

”Ten thousand seven guns” was found on Cui Hui's body on the way here. Although it can't be compared with the immortal ancient unique skill such as ”Ling Feng palm”, it is also a high-level martial art of the patriarchal sect, which can make do with it.

Since entering the broken path, Qin Yi will transfer this shooting skill from his mind and practice it as soon as he is free.

Now, I have finally reached the realm of Dacheng.

”Ten thousand seven guns” is divided into three realms: Xiaocheng, Dacheng and consummation.

However, Qin Yi did not intend to waste too much energy and time on this shooting technique. The martial arts at the patriarchal level and the practitioners of Zhan Zongdao were still successful, but the practitioners of Zhan emperor Dao were weak.

Qin Yi hopes that one day, he will be lucky to get a shot at the imperial level, which will be great.

”Ten thousand seven shots - the second shot!”