Chapter 1689
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"This boy, his name is Guan."
On the second floor of Yueya restaurant in Taiping ruins, when Xu Qing's voice is not light or heavy, all the taboos in the whole private room suddenly have a lot of ripples in their hearts.
At the same time, in the hearts of Li Yi and others, a thin and straight figure appeared directly.
This man also holds the Dragon spear of blood weeping and stands on the dark winged beast. His eyes are steady and powerful, and his body contains the talent and cultivation of seizing heaven and earth.
Once he, exclusive three list, once he, cover pressure generation!
The best thing for living beings is to forget. Therefore, as time goes on, some people and things are destined to be forgotten. But for those taboos who accompanied Zhao Yu's rise, the former idols are deeply engraved in their memory. Even at this time, they still remember them.
"The boy's surname is Guan. What's his name?"
Sima Annan's voice was hoarse, and a little bit of complexity flashed over his face. Then Xu Qing put away the fold and gently threw it to Li Yi, who said in response: "his name is Guan Shanbei, from Linping City, Bingzhou."
As soon as Sima Annan's lips moved, Xu Qing's voice rang out in the private room:
"Mr. Sima, it's not what you think. This boy has nothing to do with Guan Zhengqing. There was a Guan family in Linping City, who used to be a gun family, but later declined for many years.
"Guan Shanbei is the legitimate son of this family. Since the birth of taixuan, Daxia has been greatly influenced by the vitality, and his talent of thoroughly exploding is even more amazing now."
After that, Sima Annan took out a folding fan from his sleeve, gently swayed it, opened his mouth and sighed:
"is it that Guan is born to be good at using guns?"
As the words fall, the situation of the young generation's Duel changes again in the middle school yard of Shenjing city. After the cocoon is completely broken, canglan Fengdie opens his huge misty wings and hisses in front of him.
The wings of canglan wind butterfly are blue awn on the left wing, which contains the ultimate power of water property, while the wings on the right wing are covered by countless green awns,.
The next breath, the wings of the wind butterfly stretching out, facing the bottom of a hard fan.
Left wind and right water, a double wing shock, it is tornado storm!
In a flash, dozens of tornadoes burst into the sky, tearing the void and rolling out, shrouding the young figure below.
It took only a few moments to completely move the huge arena to the roaring and stormy ancient ocean.
"It's a strong storm force, tearing up everything. The cultivation of canglan Zong Kui is not weak either. I didn't expect that today's duel was so passionate, wonderful, really wonderful!"
The sighs came from the monks on the grandstand, and then the rest of the monks clapped their hands, and the voice said:
"this canglan wind butterfly magic power should be the trump card used by Jiang Xingzhou, the leader of canglan academy, to press the bottom of the box. Unexpectedly, it was directly used at this time. No matter whether the duel was win or lose, the disciples of canglan Academy were deeply worried It's not too easy. "
"When you meet a black horse, you can only sigh about the bad luck."
After that, the monk, who still wanted to speak, suddenly jumped his eyes and said, "here we are, the final duel of martial arts is going to be staged!"
When the words came out, there was a huge roar in the center of the school yard. In the center of the tornado storm, a bloody thunder flashed out. In an instant, the bloody thunder spread out like a spider web, and the crackling thunder and lightning continued.
Storm, tornado, blood thunder!
Such an earth shaking war vision is totally different from what the younger generation can have when fighting. On the contrary, it is just like two top-notch talents who summon ancient countries to fight with each other.
The light of blue, blue and red is reflected on the faces of all the people around. Although the light is dazzling, almost all of them open their eyes and stare down, afraid to miss any fleeting change.
It often takes only a few moments to decide the outcome of a contest between the strong.
"Crackling!"
The dense and harsh thunder resounded through the sky, and then under the canglan wind butterfly, the road ran through the tornado between heaven and earth, countless blood mines climbed more and more outward, and then the force of the blood thunder directly reached the peak and burst out.
"A thunderbolt!"
When the young familiar voice sounded in the sky and earth, the bloody thunder burst together, and the tornadoes burst together at the same time.
Then, between the storm and thunder, the bloody spear once again tore the void and pierced out with the figure of the young man's black robe.
Gun like thunder, scarlet!
Under this thunderbolt, the void ahead was almost completely blown into a vacuum state. At the same time, a dark tearing scratch swept all directions, completely obliterating the boiling power of wind and water.A moment later, the thundering gun appeared in front of Bo Wu, who was retreating quickly. He picked up, and the power of thunder burst out, blowing the latter into the sky!
One shot, one shot!
After Bo Wu was eliminated from the arena with one shot, the young man named Guan Shanbei continued to move forward with his gun without any hesitation. The thunder gun moved with him. In an instant, he crossed a large distance and quickly approached Jiang Xingzhou.
"Canglan storm, arrow like rain!"
In front of him, Jiang Xingzhou's face was very dignified, and then he continued to bend his bow and arrow, pouring a lot of arrows directly in front of him.
At the same time, the canglan wind butterfly above the martial arts training ground continues to shake its wings madly. Facing the martial arts training ground below, it blows out countless storm tornadoes without any difference.
This is the last magic power of Jiang Xingzhou, and this combined magic power also gambles on the glory of himself and the whole Academy.
The storm is as loud as a ghost, and the void of the whole martial arts arena seems to be upside down under the tornado storm!
"Such a magic power, even if it is the great master of Zhang Yuan's birth and death, there is nothing more than that!"
Under the roar of the storm, people in the stands of the whole martial arts arena held their breath one after another, and then a monk subconsciously continued to open his mouth and uttered a whisper:
"how terrible are the young monks today?"
"This should be the last and strongest blow of the monk of canglan Academy. I don't know if the dark horse boy can resist it?"
"Whether I can or not, I have a hunch that this spring is bound to be very lively!"
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"This boy, his name is Guan."
On the second floor of Yueya restaurant in Taiping ruins, when Xu Qing's voice is not light or heavy, all the taboos in the whole private room suddenly have a lot of ripples in their hearts.
At the same time, in the hearts of Li Yi and others, a thin and straight figure appeared directly.
This man also holds the Dragon spear of blood weeping and stands on the dark winged beast. His eyes are steady and powerful, and his body contains the talent and cultivation of seizing heaven and earth.
Once he, exclusive three list, once he, cover pressure generation!
The best thing for living beings is to forget. Therefore, as time goes on, some people and things are destined to be forgotten. But for those taboos who accompanied Zhao Yu's rise, the former idols are deeply engraved in their memory. Even at this time, they still remember them.
"The boy's surname is Guan. What's his name?"
Sima Annan's voice was hoarse, and a little bit of complexity flashed over his face. Then Xu Qing put away the fold and gently threw it to Li Yi, who said in response: "his name is Guan Shanbei, from Linping City, Bingzhou."
As soon as Sima Annan's lips moved, Xu Qing's voice rang out in the private room:
"Mr. Sima, it's not what you think. This boy has nothing to do with Guan Zhengqing. There was a Guan family in Linping City, who used to be a gun family, but later declined for many years.
"Guan Shanbei is the legitimate son of this family. Since the birth of taixuan, Daxia has been greatly influenced by the vitality, and his talent of thoroughly exploding is even more amazing now."
After that, Sima Annan took out a folding fan from his sleeve, gently swayed it, opened his mouth and sighed:
"is it that Guan is born to be good at using guns?"
As the words fall, the situation of the young generation's Duel changes again in the middle school yard of Shenjing city. After the cocoon is completely broken, canglan Fengdie opens his huge misty wings and hisses in front of him.
The wings of canglan wind butterfly are blue awn on the left wing, which contains the ultimate power of water property, while the wings on the right wing are covered by countless green awns,.
The next breath, the wings of the wind butterfly stretching out, facing the bottom of a hard fan.
Left wind and right water, a double wing shock, it is tornado storm!
In a flash, dozens of tornadoes burst into the sky, tearing the void and rolling out, shrouding the young figure below.
It took only a few moments to completely move the huge arena to the roaring and stormy ancient ocean.
"It's a strong storm force, tearing up everything. The cultivation of canglan Zong Kui is not weak either. I didn't expect that today's duel was so passionate, wonderful, really wonderful!"
The sighs came from the monks on the grandstand, and then the rest of the monks clapped their hands, and the voice said:
"this canglan wind butterfly magic power should be the trump card used by Jiang Xingzhou, the leader of canglan academy, to press the bottom of the box. Unexpectedly, it was directly used at this time. No matter whether the duel was win or lose, the disciples of canglan Academy were deeply worried It's not too easy. "
"When you meet a black horse, you can only sigh about the bad luck."
After that, the monk, who still wanted to speak, suddenly jumped his eyes and said, "here we are, the final duel of martial arts is going to be staged!"
When the words came out, there was a huge roar in the center of the school yard. In the center of the tornado storm, a bloody thunder flashed out. In an instant, the bloody thunder spread out like a spider web, and the crackling thunder and lightning continued.
Storm, tornado, blood thunder!
Such an earth shaking war vision is totally different from what the younger generation can have when fighting. On the contrary, it is just like two top-notch talents who summon ancient countries to fight with each other.
The light of blue, blue and red is reflected on the faces of all the people around. Although the light is dazzling, almost all of them open their eyes and stare down, afraid to miss any fleeting change.
It often takes only a few moments to decide the outcome of a contest between the strong.
"Crackling!"
The dense and harsh thunder resounded through the sky, and then under the canglan wind butterfly, the road ran through the tornado between heaven and earth, countless blood mines climbed more and more outward, and then the force of the blood thunder directly reached the peak and burst out.
"A thunderbolt!"
When the young familiar voice sounded in the sky and earth, the bloody thunder burst together, and the tornadoes burst together at the same time.
Then, between the storm and thunder, the bloody spear once again tore the void and pierced out with the figure of the young man's black robe.
Gun like thunder, scarlet!
Under this thunderbolt, the void ahead was almost completely blown into a vacuum state. At the same time, a dark tearing scratch swept all directions, completely obliterating the boiling power of wind and water.A moment later, the thundering gun appeared in front of Bo Wu, who was retreating quickly. He picked up, and the power of thunder burst out, blowing the latter into the sky!
One shot, one shot!
After Bo Wu was eliminated from the arena with one shot, the young man named Guan Shanbei continued to move forward with his gun without any hesitation. The thunder gun moved with him. In an instant, he crossed a large distance and quickly approached Jiang Xingzhou.
"Canglan storm, arrow like rain!"
In front of him, Jiang Xingzhou's face was very dignified, and then he continued to bend his bow and arrow, pouring a lot of arrows directly in front of him.
At the same time, the canglan wind butterfly above the martial arts training ground continues to shake its wings madly. Facing the martial arts training ground below, it blows out countless storm tornadoes without any difference.
This is the last magic power of Jiang Xingzhou, and this combined magic power also gambles on the glory of himself and the whole Academy.
The storm is as loud as a ghost, and the void of the whole martial arts arena seems to be upside down under the tornado storm!
"Such a magic power, even if it is the great master of Zhang Yuan's birth and death, there is nothing more than that!"
Under the roar of the storm, people in the stands of the whole martial arts arena held their breath one after another, and then a monk subconsciously continued to open his mouth and uttered a whisper:
"how terrible are the young monks today?"
"This should be the last and strongest blow of the monk of canglan Academy. I don't know if the dark horse boy can resist it?"
"Whether I can or not, I have a hunch that this spring is bound to be very lively!"
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"This boy, his name is Guan." On the second floor of Yueya restaurant in Taiping ruins, when Xu Qing's voice is not light or heavy, all the taboos in the whole private room suddenly have a lot of ripples in their hearts. At the same time, in the hearts of Li Yi and others, a thin and straight figure appeared directly. This man also holds the Dragon spear of blood weeping and stands on the dark winged beast. His eyes are steady and powerful, and his body contains the talent and cultivation of seizing heaven and earth. Once he, exclusive three list, once he, cover pressure generation! The best thing for living beings is to forget. Therefore, as time goes on, some people and things are destined to be forgotten. But for those taboos who accompanied Zhao Yu's rise, the former idols are deeply engraved in their memory. Even at this time, they still remember them. "The boy's surname is Guan. What's his name?" Sima Annan's voice was hoarse, and a little bit of complexity flashed over his face. Then Xu Qing put away the fold and gently threw it to Li Yi, who said in response: "his name is Guan Shanbei, from Linping City, Bingzhou." As soon as Sima Annan's lips moved, Xu Qing's voice rang out in the private room: "Mr. Sima, it's not what you think. This boy has nothing to do with Guan Zhengqing. There was a Guan family in Linping City, who used to be a gun family, but later declined for many years. "Guan Shanbei is the legitimate son of this family. Since the birth of taixuan, Daxia has been greatly influenced by the vitality, and his talent of thoroughly exploding is even more amazing now." After that, Sima Annan took out a folding fan from his sleeve, gently swayed it, opened his mouth and sighed: "is it that Guan is born to be good at using guns?" As the words fall, the situation of the young generation's Duel changes again in the middle school yard of Shenjing city. After the cocoon is completely broken, canglan Fengdie opens his huge misty wings and hisses in front of him. The wings of canglan wind butterfly are blue awn on the left wing, which contains the ultimate power of water property, while the wings on the right wing are covered by countless green awns,. The next breath, the wings of the wind butterfly stretching out, facing the bottom of a hard fan. Left wind and right water, a double wing shock, it is tornado storm! In a flash, dozens of tornadoes burst into the sky, tearing the void and rolling out, shrouding the young figure below. It took only a few moments to completely move the huge arena to the roaring and stormy ancient ocean. "It's a strong storm force, tearing up everything. The cultivation of canglan Zong Kui is not weak either. I didn't expect that today's duel was so passionate, wonderful, really wonderful!" The sighs came from the monks on the grandstand, and then the rest of the monks clapped their hands, and the voice said: "this canglan wind butterfly magic power should be the trump card used by Jiang Xingzhou, the leader of canglan academy, to press the bottom of the box. Unexpectedly, it was directly used at this time. No matter whether the duel was win or lose, the disciples of canglan Academy were deeply worried It's not too easy. " "When you meet a black horse, you can only sigh about the bad luck." After that, the monk, who still wanted to speak, suddenly jumped his eyes and said, "here we are, the final duel of martial arts is going to be staged!" When the words came out, there was a huge roar in the center of the school yard. In the center of the tornado storm, a bloody thunder flashed out. In an instant, the bloody thunder spread out like a spider web, and the crackling thunder and lightning continued. Storm, tornado, blood thunder! Such an earth shaking war vision is totally different from what the younger generation can have when fighting. On the contrary, it is just like two top-notch talents who summon ancient countries to fight with each other. The light of blue, blue and red is reflected on the faces of all the people around. Although the light is dazzling, almost all of them open their eyes and stare down, afraid to miss any fleeting change. It often takes only a few moments to decide the outcome of a contest between the strong. "Crackling!" The dense and harsh thunder resounded through the sky, and then under the canglan wind butterfly, the road ran through the tornado between heaven and earth, countless blood mines climbed more and more outward, and then the force of the blood thunder directly reached the peak and burst out. "A thunderbolt!" When the young familiar voice sounded in the sky and earth, the bloody thunder burst together, and the tornadoes burst together at the same time. Then, between the storm and thunder, the bloody spear once again tore the void and pierced out with the figure of the young man's black robe. Gun like thunder, scarlet! Under this thunderbolt, the void ahead was almost completely blown into a vacuum state. At the same time, a dark tearing scratch swept all directions, completely obliterating the boiling power of wind and water.A moment later, the thundering gun appeared in front of Bo Wu, who was retreating quickly. He picked up, and the power of thunder burst out, blowing the latter into the sky! One shot, one shot! After Bo Wu was eliminated from the arena with one shot, the young man named Guan Shanbei continued to move forward with his gun without any hesitation. The thunder gun moved with him. In an instant, he crossed a large distance and quickly approached Jiang Xingzhou. "Canglan storm, arrow like rain!" In front of him, Jiang Xingzhou's face was very dignified, and then he continued to bend his bow and arrow, pouring a lot of arrows directly in front of him. At the same time, the canglan wind butterfly above the martial arts training ground continues to shake its wings madly. Facing the martial arts training ground below, it blows out countless storm tornadoes without any difference. This is the last magic power of Jiang Xingzhou, and this combined magic power also gambles on the glory of himself and the whole Academy. The storm is as loud as a ghost, and the void of the whole martial arts arena seems to be upside down under the tornado storm! "Such a magic power, even if it is the great master of Zhang Yuan's birth and death, there is nothing more than that!" Under the roar of the storm, people in the stands of the whole martial arts arena held their breath one after another, and then a monk subconsciously continued to open his mouth and uttered a whisper: "how terrible are the young monks today?" "This should be the last and strongest blow of the monk of canglan Academy. I don't know if the dark horse boy can resist it?" "Whether I can or not, I have a hunch that this spring is bound to be very lively!" www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
