Chapter 157
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Hearing the speech, Li Zian was stunned first, and then his face was overjoyed. Tan Yun is now fighting. Shen Qingfeng, an old man, is not qualified to obstruct him!
On the other hand, Shen Qingfeng's face turned green with anger. Trembling, he put out a dry finger like firewood and pointed to tan Yun, "you are reckless! Can't you recognize that you are a weak person with seven levels of fetal soul? He is a perfect fetal soul. People say that if you dare to fight, you have to agree?"
"Deacon Shen, please calm down. The disciple has made up his mind." Tan Yun's tone is calm, but his words are domineering. "You just need to trust the disciple."
"Alas!" Shen Qingfeng sighed and looked at Tan Yun. "I warn you that if you die, I won't let you go in the future!"
After that, Shen Qingfeng appeared in front of the factotum disciple three hundred feet away and stared at the impending Tan Yun and Li Zian from a distance.
His heart raised to his throat and secretly prayed that Tan Yun would not die
At the moment, Li Zian smiled and laughed wildly, "ha ha ha! Tan Yun, if I wasn't careless, you can hurt me with your brute force waste? You dare to fight me and be ready to accept death!"
"Buzz!"
At the moment when Li Zian suddenly opened his mouth, a thick red light from his wrist shot out of his mouth and shot at Tan Yun with the speed of the tide. Then, the red mans soared into a house like blood tripod, shining a bloodthirsty blood red halo and bumped into Tan Yun!
"Top grade spirit weapon bloodthirsty tripod!" Tan Yun's pupil shrank and punched in an instant.
"Dong..."
The space was surging like waves. When Tan Yun's fist face collided with the blood tripod, his face suddenly changed, "this is the soul eating blood tripod!"
Suddenly, a wave came out of the soul eating blood tripod, tearing apart the phagocytic power of all things, making Tan Yun's right fist suck on the tripod wall.
Then, Tan Yun's fist face seemed to be pierced by thousands of steel needles. He felt the blood rolling in his body. After the blood gushed towards his right arm, he quickly drilled into the soul eating blood tripod along the fist face!
"Ah!"
At the same time, Tan Yun has a headache and wants to crack. He feels that the soul in his mind vibrates violently and is torn away towards the center of his eyebrows by an invisible suction!
"You humble factotum disciple, you have some eyes. You can actually see what my tripod is!" Li Zian smiled grimly and stepped on the tripod like a white ghost, galloping towards Tan Yun controlled by the soul eating blood tripod.
"Whew!"
When Li Zian was galloping in the void, his right arm was thrown, and a wave of lightning suddenly appeared on the golden top-grade spirit weapon spear, which turned into a virtual shadow intertwined with lightning and gold awns and threw it at Tan Yun!
"Puff!"
In the next moment, the spear point stabbed Tan Yun three inches into his chest and stuck between his ribs. Immediately, the six foot gun body hummed and trembled. A powerful force of lightning rushed into Tan Yun along the spear tip inserted into Tan Yun's body, wreaking havoc on Tan Yun's internal organs!
"Senior brother Tan!"
"Elder martial brother Tan, fight back!"
“……”
In the scream of fear and worry of the factotum disciples, Tan Yun's viscera shook and spewed out three mouthfuls of blood one after another. As soon as the blood was exported, it was swallowed by the soul eating blood tripod in front of the body!
If Tan Yun had not reached the second stage of Hongmeng Ba body cultivation, and the hardness of his body was comparable to that of the top-grade spirit weapon, otherwise he would be easily pierced by the top-grade spirit weapon spear of Li Zian Lei's attribute!
At the moment, Tan Yun's right fist is still sucked on the soul eating blood tripod, and can't be taken back!
As the blood in the body was sucked into the blood tripod, Tan Yun's face was as pale as a ghost in the moonlight!
In addition, the soul of the brain, swallowed by the blood tripod, wants to rush out of the mind. Tan Yun's distorted facial features are three points more fearful than the demons of the region!
"Bastard, you surprised me. Your flesh is so strong!" Li zi'an rushed to tan Yun with his foot on the Lingding and smiled grimly, "hehe! I think your bone is hard, or my linggun is hard!"
"Break it for me!"
Li Zian roared. The power of the right palm was intertwined with the power of thunder and lightning. He took a ball of power light and pushed it to the handle of the gun with all his strength!
"Click... Puff!"
The six foot glittering spear immediately broke Tan Yun's three ribs with a stream of blood and pierced out of Tan Yun's back with great power!
"Hahaha, vulnerable bastards, die for me!"
Li Zian appeared behind Tan Yun in a flash. He held the gun tip penetrating Tan Yun's back in his right hand. After pulling the bloody spirit gun out of Tan Yun's body, the spirit gun turned over in the void. He held the spirit gun and stabbed it at Tan Yun's back neck!
Once stabbed, the tip of the gun will pierce out of Tan Yun's mouth!
At that time, Tan Yun will die!
"Senior brother Tan, get away!"
"Wuwu... Get away!"
The factotum disciples looked at the miserable Tan Yun and cried out at the top of their lungs.
Even Shen Qingfeng was desperate and shouted: "Tan Yun, you can't die!!"
At this moment, the strong wind messed up Tan Yun's hair, and the night eroded his pale face. He felt the roaring sound of spiritual spears coming from behind him, and no one found the ferocity and firmness in his eyes!
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a beast like sound came from Tan Yun's mouth. While Tan Yun shook his neck and dodged, the left fist appeared and smashed his right hand controlled by the soul eating blood tripod!
"Click!"
In the clear sound of bone fracture, Tan Yun's left fist forcibly broke his right wrist. Only his broken right hand was still absorbed on the tripod wall!
In order to kill the enemy, take his head and break his wrists. That's the only way!
"Puff!"
In this short moment, Tan Yun turned his head. Although he escaped the bad luck of stabbing him from the back of his neck, he was stabbed and cut a deep blood groove in his neck!
"Die for me!"
Tan Yun roared into the sky. His neck was spewing blood. He suddenly turned around, grabbed the spirit gun in his left hand, and stabbed Li Zian's neck with his right arm like lightning!
Tan Yun lost the broken wrist of his right hand, and the broken white bone with a faint golden halo pierced into Li Zian's throat with Biao's blood!
"No, no... impossible... How could I die..." Li Zian's throat gushed blood, and his eyes were unbelievable.
Because Tan Yun broke his wrist too suddenly, coupled with Li Zian's determination that Tan Yun will die, Li Zian's grimace has not dissipated at the moment.
Li Zian whispered intermittently, fell down the Lingding Ding and fell on the ground!
"Whew!"
Tan Yun waved his left hand, and the spirit gun in his hand fell vertically, "click!" the sharp tip of the gun pierced Li Zian's head and nailed the body to the ground!
"Plop!"
Tan Yun, who was seriously injured and looked pale, was dizzy. He fell straight from the flying sword and fell to the ground in the dust!
"Senior brother Tan..."
The factotum disciples shouted and rushed to tan Yun quickly!
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Hearing the speech, Li Zian was stunned first, and then his face was overjoyed. Tan Yun is now fighting. Shen Qingfeng, an old man, is not qualified to obstruct him!
On the other hand, Shen Qingfeng's face turned green with anger. Trembling, he put out a dry finger like firewood and pointed to tan Yun, "you are reckless! Can't you recognize that you are a weak person with seven levels of fetal soul? He is a perfect fetal soul. People say that if you dare to fight, you have to agree?"
"Deacon Shen, please calm down. The disciple has made up his mind." Tan Yun's tone is calm, but his words are domineering. "You just need to trust the disciple."
"Alas!" Shen Qingfeng sighed and looked at Tan Yun. "I warn you that if you die, I won't let you go in the future!"
After that, Shen Qingfeng appeared in front of the factotum disciple three hundred feet away and stared at the impending Tan Yun and Li Zian from a distance.
His heart raised to his throat and secretly prayed that Tan Yun would not die
At the moment, Li Zian smiled and laughed wildly, "ha ha ha! Tan Yun, if I wasn't careless, you can hurt me with your brute force waste? You dare to fight me and be ready to accept death!"
"Buzz!"
At the moment when Li Zian suddenly opened his mouth, a thick red light from his wrist shot out of his mouth and shot at Tan Yun with the speed of the tide. Then, the red mans soared into a house like blood tripod, shining a bloodthirsty blood red halo and bumped into Tan Yun!
"Top grade spirit weapon bloodthirsty tripod!" Tan Yun's pupil shrank and punched in an instant.
"Dong..."
The space was surging like waves. When Tan Yun's fist face collided with the blood tripod, his face suddenly changed, "this is the soul eating blood tripod!"
Suddenly, a wave came out of the soul eating blood tripod, tearing apart the phagocytic power of all things, making Tan Yun's right fist suck on the tripod wall.
Then, Tan Yun's fist face seemed to be pierced by thousands of steel needles. He felt the blood rolling in his body. After the blood gushed towards his right arm, he quickly drilled into the soul eating blood tripod along the fist face!
"Ah!"
At the same time, Tan Yun has a headache and wants to crack. He feels that the soul in his mind vibrates violently and is torn away towards the center of his eyebrows by an invisible suction!
"You humble factotum disciple, you have some eyes. You can actually see what my tripod is!" Li Zian smiled grimly and stepped on the tripod like a white ghost, galloping towards Tan Yun controlled by the soul eating blood tripod.
"Whew!"
When Li Zian was galloping in the void, his right arm was thrown, and a wave of lightning suddenly appeared on the golden top-grade spirit weapon spear, which turned into a virtual shadow intertwined with lightning and gold awns and threw it at Tan Yun!
"Puff!"
In the next moment, the spear point stabbed Tan Yun three inches into his chest and stuck between his ribs. Immediately, the six foot gun body hummed and trembled. A powerful force of lightning rushed into Tan Yun along the spear tip inserted into Tan Yun's body, wreaking havoc on Tan Yun's internal organs!
"Senior brother Tan!"
"Elder martial brother Tan, fight back!"
“……”
In the scream of fear and worry of the factotum disciples, Tan Yun's viscera shook and spewed out three mouthfuls of blood one after another. As soon as the blood was exported, it was swallowed by the soul eating blood tripod in front of the body!
If Tan Yun had not reached the second stage of Hongmeng Ba body cultivation, and the hardness of his body was comparable to that of the top-grade spirit weapon, otherwise he would be easily pierced by the top-grade spirit weapon spear of Li Zian Lei's attribute!
At the moment, Tan Yun's right fist is still sucked on the soul eating blood tripod, and can't be taken back!
As the blood in the body was sucked into the blood tripod, Tan Yun's face was as pale as a ghost in the moonlight!
In addition, the soul of the brain, swallowed by the blood tripod, wants to rush out of the mind. Tan Yun's distorted facial features are three points more fearful than the demons of the region!
"Bastard, you surprised me. Your flesh is so strong!" Li zi'an rushed to tan Yun with his foot on the Lingding and smiled grimly, "hehe! I think your bone is hard, or my linggun is hard!"
"Break it for me!"
Li Zian roared. The power of the right palm was intertwined with the power of thunder and lightning. He took a ball of power light and pushed it to the handle of the gun with all his strength!
"Click... Puff!"
The six foot glittering spear immediately broke Tan Yun's three ribs with a stream of blood and pierced out of Tan Yun's back with great power!
"Hahaha, vulnerable bastards, die for me!"
Li Zian appeared behind Tan Yun in a flash. He held the gun tip penetrating Tan Yun's back in his right hand. After pulling the bloody spirit gun out of Tan Yun's body, the spirit gun turned over in the void. He held the spirit gun and stabbed it at Tan Yun's back neck!
Once stabbed, the tip of the gun will pierce out of Tan Yun's mouth!
At that time, Tan Yun will die!
"Senior brother Tan, get away!"
"Wuwu... Get away!"
The factotum disciples looked at the miserable Tan Yun and cried out at the top of their lungs.
Even Shen Qingfeng was desperate and shouted: "Tan Yun, you can't die!!"
At this moment, the strong wind messed up Tan Yun's hair, and the night eroded his pale face. He felt the roaring sound of spiritual spears coming from behind him, and no one found the ferocity and firmness in his eyes!
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a beast like sound came from Tan Yun's mouth. While Tan Yun shook his neck and dodged, the left fist appeared and smashed his right hand controlled by the soul eating blood tripod!
"Click!"
In the clear sound of bone fracture, Tan Yun's left fist forcibly broke his right wrist. Only his broken right hand was still absorbed on the tripod wall!
In order to kill the enemy, take his head and break his wrists. That's the only way!
"Puff!"
In this short moment, Tan Yun turned his head. Although he escaped the bad luck of stabbing him from the back of his neck, he was stabbed and cut a deep blood groove in his neck!
"Die for me!"
Tan Yun roared into the sky. His neck was spewing blood. He suddenly turned around, grabbed the spirit gun in his left hand, and stabbed Li Zian's neck with his right arm like lightning!
Tan Yun lost the broken wrist of his right hand, and the broken white bone with a faint golden halo pierced into Li Zian's throat with Biao's blood!
"No, no... impossible... How could I die..." Li Zian's throat gushed blood, and his eyes were unbelievable.
Because Tan Yun broke his wrist too suddenly, coupled with Li Zian's determination that Tan Yun will die, Li Zian's grimace has not dissipated at the moment.
Li Zian whispered intermittently, fell down the Lingding Ding and fell on the ground!
"Whew!"
Tan Yun waved his left hand, and the spirit gun in his hand fell vertically, "click!" the sharp tip of the gun pierced Li Zian's head and nailed the body to the ground!
"Plop!"
Tan Yun, who was seriously injured and looked pale, was dizzy. He fell straight from the flying sword and fell to the ground in the dust!
"Senior brother Tan..."
The factotum disciples shouted and rushed to tan Yun quickly!
Hearing the speech, Li Zian was stunned first, and then his face was overjoyed. Tan Yun is now fighting. Shen Qingfeng, an old man, is not qualified to obstruct him!On the other hand, Shen Qingfeng's face turned green with anger. Trembling, he put out a dry finger like firewood and pointed to tan Yun, "you are reckless! Can't you recognize that you are a weak person with seven levels of fetal soul? He is a perfect fetal soul. People say that if you dare to fight, you have to agree?""Deacon Shen, please calm down. The disciple has made up his mind." Tan Yun's tone is calm, but his words are domineering. "You just need to trust the disciple.""Alas!" Shen Qingfeng sighed and looked at Tan Yun. "I warn you that if you die, I won't let you go in the future!"After that, Shen Qingfeng appeared in front of the factotum disciple three hundred feet away and stared at the impending Tan Yun and Li Zian from a distance.His heart raised to his throat and secretly prayed that Tan Yun would not dieAt the moment, Li Zian smiled and laughed wildly, "ha ha ha! Tan Yun, if I wasn't careless, you can hurt me with your brute force waste? You dare to fight me and be ready to accept death!""Buzz!"At the moment when Li Zian suddenly opened his mouth, a thick red light from his wrist shot out of his mouth and shot at Tan Yun with the speed of the tide. Then, the red mans soared into a house like blood tripod, shining a bloodthirsty blood red halo and bumped into Tan Yun!"Top grade spirit weapon bloodthirsty tripod!" Tan Yun's pupil shrank and punched in an instant."Dong..."The space was surging like waves. When Tan Yun's fist face collided with the blood tripod, his face suddenly changed, "this is the soul eating blood tripod!"Suddenly, a wave came out of the soul eating blood tripod, tearing apart the phagocytic power of all things, making Tan Yun's right fist suck on the tripod wall.Then, Tan Yun's fist face seemed to be pierced by thousands of steel needles. He felt the blood rolling in his body. After the blood gushed towards his right arm, he quickly drilled into the soul eating blood tripod along the fist face!"Ah!"At the same time, Tan Yun has a headache and wants to crack. He feels that the soul in his mind vibrates violently and is torn away towards the center of his eyebrows by an invisible suction!"You humble factotum disciple, you have some eyes. You can actually see what my tripod is!" Li Zian smiled grimly and stepped on the tripod like a white ghost, galloping towards Tan Yun controlled by the soul eating blood tripod."Whew!"When Li Zian was galloping in the void, his right arm was thrown, and a wave of lightning suddenly appeared on the golden top-grade spirit weapon spear, which turned into a virtual shadow intertwined with lightning and gold awns and threw it at Tan Yun!"Puff!"In the next moment, the spear point stabbed Tan Yun three inches into his chest and stuck between his ribs. Immediately, the six foot gun body hummed and trembled. A powerful force of lightning rushed into Tan Yun along the spear tip inserted into Tan Yun's body, wreaking havoc on Tan Yun's internal organs!"Senior brother Tan!""Elder martial brother Tan, fight back!"In the scream of fear and worry of the factotum disciples, Tan Yun's viscera shook and spewed out three mouthfuls of blood one after another. As soon as the blood was exported, it was swallowed by the soul eating blood tripod in front of the body!If Tan Yun had not reached the second stage of Hongmeng Ba body cultivation, and the hardness of his body was comparable to that of the top-grade spirit weapon, otherwise he would be easily pierced by the top-grade spirit weapon spear of Li Zian Lei's attribute!At the moment, Tan Yun's right fist is still sucked on the soul eating blood tripod, and can't be taken back!As the blood in the body was sucked into the blood tripod, Tan Yun's face was as pale as a ghost in the moonlight!In addition, the soul of the brain, swallowed by the blood tripod, wants to rush out of the mind. Tan Yun's distorted facial features are three points more fearful than the demons of the region!"Bastard, you surprised me. Your flesh is so strong!" Li zi'an rushed to tan Yun with his foot on the Lingding and smiled grimly, "hehe! I think your bone is hard, or my linggun is hard!""Break it for me!"Li Zian roared. The power of the right palm was intertwined with the power of thunder and lightning. He took a ball of power light and pushed it to the handle of the gun with all his strength!"Click... Puff!"The six foot glittering spear immediately broke Tan Yun's three ribs with a stream of blood and pierced out of Tan Yun's back with great power!"Hahaha, vulnerable bastards, die for me!"Li Zian appeared behind Tan Yun in a flash. He held the gun tip penetrating Tan Yun's back in his right hand. After pulling the bloody spirit gun out of Tan Yun's body, the spirit gun turned over in the void. He held the spirit gun and stabbed it at Tan Yun's back neck!Once stabbed, the tip of the gun will pierce out of Tan Yun's mouth!At that time, Tan Yun will die!"Senior brother Tan, get away!""Wuwu... Get away!"The factotum disciples looked at the miserable Tan Yun and cried out at the top of their lungs.Even Shen Qingfeng was desperate and shouted: "Tan Yun, you can't die!!"At this moment, the strong wind messed up Tan Yun's hair, and the night eroded his pale face. He felt the roaring sound of spiritual spears coming from behind him, and no one found the ferocity and firmness in his eyes!"Roar!"Suddenly, a beast like sound came from Tan Yun's mouth. While Tan Yun shook his neck and dodged, the left fist appeared and smashed his right hand controlled by the soul eating blood tripod!"Click!"In the clear sound of bone fracture, Tan Yun's left fist forcibly broke his right wrist. Only his broken right hand was still absorbed on the tripod wall!In order to kill the enemy, take his head and break his wrists. That's the only way!"Puff!"In this short moment, Tan Yun turned his head. Although he escaped the bad luck of stabbing him from the back of his neck, he was stabbed and cut a deep blood groove in his neck!"Die for me!"Tan Yun roared into the sky. His neck was spewing blood. He suddenly turned around, grabbed the spirit gun in his left hand, and stabbed Li Zian's neck with his right arm like lightning!Tan Yun lost the broken wrist of his right hand, and the broken white bone with a faint golden halo pierced into Li Zian's throat with Biao's blood!"No, no... impossible... How could I die..." Li Zian's throat gushed blood, and his eyes were unbelievable.Because Tan Yun broke his wrist too suddenly, coupled with Li Zian's determination that Tan Yun will die, Li Zian's grimace has not dissipated at the moment.Li Zian whispered intermittently, fell down the Lingding Ding and fell on the ground!"Whew!"Tan Yun waved his left hand, and the spirit gun in his hand fell vertically, "click!" the sharp tip of the gun pierced Li Zian's head and nailed the body to the ground!"Plop!"Tan Yun, who was seriously injured and looked pale, was dizzy. He fell straight from the flying sword and fell to the ground in the dust!"Senior brother Tan..."The factotum disciples shouted and rushed to tan Yun quickly!
