Chapter 987: Those who kill people will always kill them!

Facing the cold lights in the air, Long Er's heart was shocked and he had no time to dodge.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

In an instant, heavy gun shadows came over him, scattering all over his body.

"boom!"

At the critical moment, Long Er's golden armor suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and a divine dragon flew out, carrying a fatal attack for him.

Even so, the leaked aftermath still blasted Long Er's body dozens of meters away.

“Hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…”

Long Er gasped heavily, his eyes full of fear, his vest was completely soaked in cold sweat, as if he had walked in front of the gate of hell, and he felt scared.

He knew that if it weren't for the Golden Armor's protection, thousands of holes would have been poked out of his body.

But now, the light on the golden armor has dimmed a lot, as if it is about to go out.

"Huh? Is it a magic weapon?"

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and thought to himself that the golden armor was not ordinary armor, but a very mysterious magic weapon. Only by carving the formation could he remove his gun power at the last moment.

However, it is natural for Xuanyuan Ji to have these treasures for thousands of years.

The next moment, Ye Fan's eyes trembled, holding a gentian gun, shook a gun flower, and said loudly:

"Come on! Fight again!"

With a spear in hand, it has the ambition to pierce the world.

The fighting spirit is as strong as the sky, and it has the domineering power to shock the heroes.

At this moment, Ye Fan was like a gun god living in the world. The gun tip was invincible. All the troops were fighting for the convenience of the enemy, and no one could defeat them.

Feeling the unparalleled power revealed by him, the two Qiankun Dragon Guards looked at each other, and both saw unconcealed shock from each other's eyes.

The same gentian gun, held by Ye Fan, is ten times more terrifying than when he was just in Long Yi's hands.

Long Yi is the leader of the Qiankun Dragon Guard. He was trained by Xuanyuan Ji since childhood. The resources he obtained are no less than those of the direct descendants of other sects. His strength has also reached the early stage of the heavenly throne.

But he never expected that in terms of gun skills, he was completely crushed by the young man in front of him.

"What kind of shooting skills are you...?" Long Yiwei asked tremblingly.

"I am the invincible player in the world, and I am the only one of the Overlord Spears for the ages!" Ye Fan swept his spear, revealing a sense of pride in his tone.

...

Hearing this, Long Yi's face changed drastically, and he showed an incredible expression. He exclaimed in surprise: "Is it the legendary overlord gun used by Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu? This spear technique has long been lost with Xiang Yu slashing his throat in Wujiang. How could it appear in your hands?"

"I'll tell you if you beat me!"

Ye Fan shouted loudly, and then the gun came out like a dragon.

"Thorn!"

The air around was torn apart, and a sharp sound burst burst out, like spring thunder exploded.

quick!

It cannot be described in words quickly!

Ye Fan's shot seemed to have surpassed the shackles of space, pointing directly at Long Yi's throat, without giving him any chance to dodge.

"Oops!"

Seeing this, Long Yi suddenly contracted his pupils into a needle-shaped shape, and he felt the death threat that it condensed into substance.

He had a strong premonition that if he was stabbed by this shot, even the golden armor on his body could not be stopped and he would definitely die on the spot.

He subconsciously wanted to dodge, but his limbs became extremely heavy, as if there were tens of thousands of tons of huge mountains pressing against his body, and he didn't even have the strength to move his little finger.

"Ho huh!"

At the critical moment, Long Er in the distance roared and slashed at him, trying to save Long Yi.

Seeing this, Ye Fan still revealed his firm will in his eyes and shouted: "I will never regret it if I am broken into pieces. I will swear to destroy the Yellow Dragon to determine the country! Who dares to stop under the overlord's gun?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan shook his wrist and the tip of the dragon gall spear drew a large circle in the air. Its momentum was like a meteor chasing the moon, tearing apart the sky, and the ghosts were terrified and the gods were shocked, and it happened to poke the blade of the Crazy Lion Sword.

"Zheng!"

A loud noise came, and a huge force that was vast and unpredictable suddenly burst out.

In the midst of lightning, the Crazy Lion Sword was picked up and flew away. Long Er was hit by the aftermath and fell to the ground, smashing a big pit.

Immediately afterwards, the gentian spear continued to move forward and stabbed Long Yi's throat.

But because of Long Er's obstacle, Long Yi had a chance to breathe, and he tried his best to move his body to the side.

"See!"

The next moment, the sound of a sharp blade entering the body came.

The gentian spear pierced the golden armor and penetrated Long Yi's right shoulder, and the entire shoulder blade was completely pierced.

Afterwards, Ye Fan pulled the dragon gall spear out of his right shoulder without any hesitation.

"Crazy!"

The bright red blood gushed out from the wound like a waterfall, dyeing most of his body red.

With Long Yi's realm cultivation, his ordinary injuries can soon heal, but this shot also contained Ye Fan's domineering internal energy, which was madly invading his five internal organs and eight extraordinary meridians.

At this moment, Long Yi no longer had the power to fight again. He could only survive and protect his heart, otherwise he would be in danger of his life.

...

For a moment, the venue was silent and silent.

Although Long Er, who was knocked to the ground, still had the power to fight again, he already understood the gap between him and Ye Fan. Even if he picked up the Crazy Lion Sword and continued to fight, he would be just a fearless struggle and had no chance of winning at all.

Before this, these two Qiankun Dragon Guards were disdainful to Ye Fan and sneered at him, believing that he had stolen the limelight of his young master.

Until now, they realized how stupid they were.

Ye Fan's strength is really like a noble god, above the top of all living beings.

They were defeated, so completely!

At this time, Ye Fan restrained his murderous aura and looked at the two of them from a high point. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a playful smile, and said, "Hehe... Xuanyuan Ji, it turns out that's just that, it disappoints me so much!"

Hearing this, Long Yi was furious, not caring about the injury on his right shoulder, and whispered loudly: "We are not good at learning skills, and it has nothing to do with Ji! Ye Beichen, if you want to kill, you should kill, don't humiliate Ji again! Even if I die in two battles, the young master will definitely avenge us in the future!"

As he said that, Long Yi raised his head and chest, with no fear on his face, and he looked like he was ready to die bravely.

Seeing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that he was so fierce and fearless, so he couldn't help but look up at him a few times.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Fan said, "I won't kill you because - the lion will not care about the provocation of the sheep! You are not qualified to die in my hands!"

Hearing this, Long Yi's whole body was shocked, as if he was shocked, as if he was greatly humiliated. He was so angry that he was furious that he was furious and his eyes were bloody.

Those who can become the Qiankun Dragon Guard are all elites selected from thousands of places and have their own pride.

But now, Ye Fan's "high-profile" is even more angry than killing him directly.

At this moment, all Long Yi's pride and dignity were crushed to pieces.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes were like lightning and he spoke again: "I have always been a clear person! Because I snatched Ji Yuanhao's limelight, he wanted to kill me. How could such a villain who is vengeful to revenge become a real king? You can bring him a word for me!"

"What do you mean?" Long Yi asked.

"A murderer will always kill him! When I return to China, I will definitely take his head away in person!" Ye Fan's voice contained a huge murderous aura.

"you!!!"

When Long Yi heard this, his eyes were red and he was filled with shame and anger, as if he was about to rush over to fight Ye Fan the next moment.

To him, the young master is a supreme existence and cannot tolerate anyone's offense.

At this time, Long Er next to him immediately came to stop him, and looked up at Ye Fan at the same time, and said sternly: "Boy, you have a habit! Over the years, you have been the first person to dare to provoke our Xuanyuan Ji family! We will convey your words to the young master, and I hope you don't regret it!"

After saying that, Long Er did not dare to stop for too long, and forced Long Yi to pull him away immediately and disappeared into the night.

Looking at the two of them leaving, a strange color flashed in Ye Fan's deep eyes and muttered to himself:

"Xuanyuan Huangdi, thousands of years ago, defeated my ancestor Chiyou! Since then, all those who are carrying the overlord of the sky have been cursed. No matter how brave they are, they will never escape the fate of the tragic! Unexpectedly, today, I met the descendants of the Ji family again. If this is really fate, I will break the shackles of fate myself!"
Chapter completed!