To kill monsters, start from picking up game skills

On the arena of Dubu Tianxia, ​​two figures collided again.

Everyone was silent, and many people even opened their mouths wide and opened their eyes wide, because they had long been unable to see the movements of the two on the ring.

I could only hear the sound of "bang bang bang" coming from my ears, and countless hands or feet colliding back and forth between the two.

Boom!
With a dull bang, the two separated again.

Yang Yi raised his hand to wipe away the blood stains around his mouth. Just now, he had received ten punches and three kicks from the opponent.

Chen Wuyan panted, and stretched out his tongue to lick the blood on his mouth. He was punched eight times and kicked seven times.

Both of them felt a faint pain coming from their internal organs.

"Move the gun!"

"Otherwise, it would be pointless to continue fighting like this."

Yang Yi spit out bloody saliva, and hooked his fingers at Chen Wuyan.

Humanoid Tyrannosaurus!

Chen Wuyan gritted his teeth fiercely. The two seemed to be in the same boat, but he was the only one who knew that his injury was definitely heavier than the other's.

Closing his eyes tightly, Chen Wuyan began to adjust his breathing.

After about two or three seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Yang Yi coldly.

"as you wish!"

The calm words came out, but with a cold chill.

bass!
Two white lights flashed, and Chen Wuyan had two dark black pistols in his hands.

The soul-stirring spiritual pressure spread to the surroundings.

"Horcrux!"

Although it was not the first time that Ding saw the opponent using short spears, this was the first time he saw the opponent using two short spears at the same time.

clap clap clap!
Chen Jianguo applauded lightly, as if he had anticipated Yang Yi's end, and began to celebrate the victory.

The applause seemed to ignite everyone's emotions, and the entire auditorium suddenly burst into applause.

"It's amazing! I didn't see their movements clearly just now!"

A student at the early stage of transformation, his face flushed with excitement, shouted at the top of his voice.

"This is the real peak of transformation! This is the strength that my generation of monks should have!"

An old man trembled with excitement, and raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Since ancient times, heroes have been born in youth, and we are all old... old!"

Another aristocratic family took the helm, applauding sincerely, as if seeing the unstoppable rise of human monks.

On the ring, Yang Yi and Chen Wuyan were unmoved at all, their eyes were intertwined, as if sparks of lightning flashed.

Afterwards, Chen Wuyan leaned forward, like a beast coming out of a cage, and pointed two black muzzles at Yang Yi.

In the next second, every hair and every muscle of Yang Yi was on high alert.

Here it comes... That tingling feeling appeared between the eyebrows!
The other party seemed to draw a cross between his eyebrows, which became a symbol of death.

Adjust your breathing, hold your hands tightly, and feel the other person's every move.

"I have three bullets, if you avoid these three bullets, you win!"

Chen Wuyan's voice was cold, and the applause passed through the vast crowd and fell clearly into Yang Yi's ears.

In the auditorium, the applause weakened, and the helmsmen of several aristocratic families stopped the people around them from applauding. They didn't want anyone to disturb the battle.

Everyone knows that the relationship between the two just now was just a test.

Next, it's time to get real.

Chen Wuyan's spiritual power surged, and a blue bullet as thick as a little finger slowly condensed into shape.

The next moment, the short spear seemed to be replenished with energy, and a palpitating spiritual pressure filled the audience in an instant!
Yang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression extremely solemn.

"First shot!"

Chen Wuyan spat out three words lightly, and the person disappeared with a "crack".

In the same place, there was only a puff of soot left. Yang Yi used his mental power to the extreme, and looked up into the air in the next second.

Absolute commanding heights!

The cultivator of Transformation Realm can't jump that high at all, so this is the skill that comes with the gun fighting technique!
At the same time, a strange sound resounded through the audience!
"Swish!"

There is no wind, but it sounds like the weeds on the grassland being blown by the breeze.

"This is, this is the Transcendent Domain!"

Jiang Nian looked at the figure in mid-air in disbelief as if his buttocks had been pricked by needles.

The so-called extraordinary domain refers to the specific territory opened by the masters of the extraordinary realm in the battle with others.

All enemies who fall into this territory will feel the oppressive force from the territory, and the strength of the tenth level will be weakened by [-] to [-] percent in an instant.

Moreover, within the territory, masters who have deployed the Transcendent Realm will also be blessed with unique spiritual power.

If I use one sentence to describe it, I am invincible in the Transcendent Domain!

At this moment, how could it not be unbelievable that Chen Wuyan caused such an effect!
"Grandpa, isn't the domain only possessed by the Transcendent Realm?"

When the Ding family girl heard Jiang Nian's exclamation, she couldn't help asking the elder curiously.

"Genius! Monster!"

Ding Lao had no time to take care of his granddaughter, and stared at the ring without blinking.

"It's not wrong to lose."

In the first row of audience seats, Sun Qian, Han Yu, and Wang Buzhan looked at Chen Wuyan in shock in midair, as if a king had descended, their lips trembling slightly.

Can he resist it?
The next moment, people focused their attention on Yang Yi, wondering what method he used to resist him.

"Swish!"

The wind on the grassland gradually increased, forming a gust of wind.

Yang Yi didn't take any action, his falcon-like eyes were fixed on the figure in mid-air.

Because he felt that the inexhaustible and strange aura was attached to him like a gangrene.

It's like walking on the vast prairie, with weeds below the waist!
He must know what the opponent's trump card is.

"Dark Wind and Dark Grass!"

In mid-air, Chen Wuyan took a deep breath and shouted loudly.

Whoohoo!
On the underground arena, a gust of wind suddenly blew up around Yang Yi!

The camouflage uniform was blown and clung to his body tightly.

It seems to have seen it!
The pupils dilated suddenly, and Yang Yi immediately saw the situation in midair clearly.

Chen Wuyan's hands trembled rapidly, and the white cuffs were all cracked, revealing strong muscles.

His veins were bulging, and his face was pale, as if he was enduring some great pain.

However, the black muzzle of the gun produced great pressure!
"Boom boom boom!"

The heart couldn't stop beating, and the speed was getting faster and faster. Yang Yi knew that it was the body's natural reaction to pressure.

Even the blood in the blood vessels is boiling and burning.

"Is this telling me to run away?"

A cold light flashed across his eyes. After possessing spiritual power, Yang Yi's perception of this unknown danger became more acute and more intuitive.

However, he forcibly suppressed his beating heart and boiling thoughts.

His feet were like a big sprouting tree, standing firmly in place.

He wants a hard steel blow!
Pong!
At this moment, a bullet that made all the monks of the fourth grade transformation realm frightened suddenly spewed out from the muzzle of Chen Wuyan's gun!

The inexhaustible spiritual energy formed a huge bow and arrow in a second, the moment the bullet was ejected from the chamber!
Then, without waiting for anyone to react, the bow rushed towards Yang Yi frantically with a scream that could tear everything apart!