Playful Concubine Le

Chapter 195

Ling Tianyu's voice was so loud, Yang Meier naturally heard it too.

She was already vomiting blood from Jun Yunqing's gun light, the feeling of not being able to let go of the sword was too uncomfortable!Hearing Ling Tianyu's words again, he was angry and hated for a while.

Immediately when the long sword was withdrawn, the figure retreated rapidly, and he retreated ten meters away before standing still.

Jun Yunqing took the time to hold up the gun and looked at it with a smile, "Why don't you fight? Go on! I'm still waiting to see your Yang family's "sword" technique!"

Her word "sword" was teased and meant something, Yang Meier was trembling with anger, as if she had made up her mind, she gritted her silver teeth, her aura suddenly gathered, dark green profound energy surged wildly around her Moved, exuding an aura far surpassing that of a seventh-rank profound general!

At the same time, the silver-winged sword in her hand suddenly shone brightly, and layers of silver light gushed out from the sword like a tide, like water blooming on the ground, and like silver sprinkling!

With the surge of silver light, a bit of scorching heat in the surrounding area under the open-air sun suddenly set off a gust of cold wind, blowing up and down the arena, as cold as late autumn!

Whoosh!

A bone-like cold wind swept over the face, and the temperature around the arena dropped sharply. Many people who were close were forced to back away to avoid this knife-like aura.

The complexions of the guards in charge of the defense changed, and they didn't dare to hold back any more strength. They increased the output of profound energy one after another, strengthening the defensive net of profound energy covering the ring layer by layer!
On the ring, feeling the fierce and murderous aura emanating from Yang Meier, the smile on Jun Yunqing's face faded slightly.

Xiaoyou, it seems that she accidentally over-stimulated Yang Meier, is she going crazy and desperate?

Even though she was thinking this way, what was shining in her eyes was excited fighting spirit.

Lightly licking her red lips, Jun Yunqing took a heavy step forward, holding the spear in her right arm, the eight-foot-long white jade spear stably parallel, standing upright in the air, letting the dark green profound energy, and the cold wind blowing on her face, she didn't mind at all. move.

Such a simple gesture of raising a gun, performed in her hands, unexpectedly exudes a kind of audacious, simple and unpretentious, unshakable aura, which makes the complexion of those who see this way change slightly!
Jun Yunqing has already realized the power of the gun!No wonder Yang Meier was able to suppress Yang Meier to death in the previous competition!
Being able to comprehend the existence of momentum shows that Jun Yunqing's attainments in marksmanship have reached the pinnacle!

Among other things, even Yang Chenglin, the silver sword lord, who was named a lord with a sword, failed to comprehend the power of swordsmanship!You know how difficult it is to realize the existence of potential!

Sword power, gun power, stick power...that is a mysterious thing that cannot be understood.

Once you comprehend the existence of momentum, in the same realm, even if you only know the most common sword moves and spear moves, you can break the opponent's attack at will!

In the entire Tianyan Continent, including the sects outside the world, there are no more than a hundred people who can comprehend the existence of power!And they are all old monster-level powerhouses, because they are immersed in martial arts, so they can understand something!

But how long has it been since Jun Yunqing started practicing?How old is she?

She is only fourteen!Even if you start cultivating from the womb, it's impossible to do it, right? !

"Is this Jun Yunqing still human? This is simply a monster!" Many people looked at this scene dumbfounded and muttered to themselves.

These people's thoughts are just fleeting, on the ring, Yang Meier has already finished gaining momentum!

The silver-winged sword was trembling in her hand, emitting bursts of shrill buzzing sounds, being urged to the extreme!

"Jun Yunqing, go to hell!"

"Ang!" An indistinct dragon chant sounded faintly from the sword.

In the next second, Yang Meier's figure suddenly exploded, and in the trajectory of the silver-winged sword, silver air waves mixed with dark green profound energy roared up, turning into a long silver dragon, chanting with its head raised in the air, and then long With a flick of his tail, he rushed towards Jun Yunqing like lightning!
"Dragon Yin Slashing Sword Art!"

The sky seemed to be dark in an instant, and the long dragon transformed by the light of the silver-winged sword almost covered the sky, opened its bloody mouth, and came to bite Jun Yunqing.

Looking at the silver dragon that swooped in, Jun Yunqing narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Dragon Yin Slashing Sword Art? Watch me chop you into a dead dragon!"

She has even died of a dragon before, would she be afraid of a fake dragon with a condensed sword light?

She raised the white jade spear in her hand, and the deep yellow profound energy mixed with her own power rushed into it violently. A spear suddenly pierced the sky, and the spiritual power in the white jade spear was instantly aroused!
The gun body shone brightly, and a thick and powerful force burst out like a mountain like a mountain, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top.

"boom!"

The white jade gun collided with the silver dragon, and the deafening explosion burst in the air. The sound was like thunder, almost deafening the ears of everyone around!

The fierce collision of profound energy set off violent waves, a series of crackling sounds, the ground of the arena made of fine iron exploded and shattered, and iron filings flew everywhere, hitting the profound energy defense net laid down by the imperial guards.

"Bang bang bang!" After several muffled bangs, many Imperial Guard soldiers couldn't resist the ferocious aftermath, and vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Boom!" A figure flew out like a cannonball, and slammed on the pillar of the ring. With a "click", the thick pillar that the three of them hugged was broken in the middle!
Yang Mei'er fell to the ground with a thud, she had already exhaled too much air, not inhaled enough, she passed out in a coma!

In the center of the arena, Jun Yunqing stood with his gun closed, his figure was like a red lotus fire, scorching its brilliance, standing proudly in the sky!

Peak Great Mysterious Master Vs Seventh Rank Profound General!

In a life-and-death gambling battle, Jun Yunqing wins!

On the palace wall, Ling Feimo clenched his hands tightly, his eyes fixed on the girl on the ring, the pain in his heart burned like a fire.

Such a person who is so dazzling that even the world is overshadowed should belong to him!It should have... belonged to him!

"Jun Yunqing, I will not give up! You will definitely be mine!" He murmured in a low voice, his voice was hoarse and unspeakable.

Princess Lianxin couldn't believe it, Jun Yunqing won?She who was the top mysterious master actually defeated Yang Meier?And it's a head-on collision!

She thought of the bet of 24 yuan stones and 500 taels of gold she took, and the odds that had been raised a little because of Jun Yunqing's betting, but were still terrifying. The recovered spirit felt cramped, and he passed out just like that!
"Princess! It's not good! The princess has fainted!" The palace wall was in chaos.

On the arena, Jun Yunqing raised his gun, knocked his boots on the fine iron floor of the arena, and slowly approached the unconscious Yang Meier, his brows and eyes were full of cold and murderous intent.

Yang Chenglin, who came back to his senses, saw her movement, his heart skipped a beat, he clapped the armrest in his hand in shock, and shouted sharply, "Stop!"

(End of this chapter)