Wanjie Garbage Dump: Scavengers shocked the world

A gun is faster than a man at ten paces.

Within ten steps, the gun was fast and accurate!

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Chapter 134

"No, this firearm is so fast, it's not much better than those top hidden weapons."

Looking at the captain who was getting closer, Zhang Yunfei's expression changed drastically.

Although he had long heard about the great power of Daxia firearms, but if he faced it seriously, even if he was a martial arts master, he would be extremely afraid.

Once he was hit, even if he had internal strength to protect his body, he would still be injured.

Zhang Yunfei's figure flickered slightly, the martial arts master's strength had been exerted to the extreme, after dodging a few bullets, he looked at the captain fearfully.

"No wonder, no wonder the entire world of martial arts has been suppressed so badly, once such weapons are used on a large scale.

Ordinary people can slaughter martial arts masters. "

Zhang Yunfei thought secretly in his heart.

"You dodge!"

Just at this moment, a ghost-like figure flashed.

A sword shadow flashed, and the oncoming bullet was instantly cut into two halves and fell to the ground.

"It's a good hidden weapon, but unfortunately, it's still a little bit worse."

Ye Qinghan nodded faintly, the moment the sword collided, he felt the terrifying power transmitted by the impact, which was enough to penetrate the body of an ordinary warrior.

In the next second, the long sword pierced directly through the captain's heart.

"Who the hell are you?" The captain said unwillingly, spitting blood from his mouth.

"Ye Qinghan!"

Said lightly, Ye Qinghan drew his sword and turned around.

"Ye Qinghan, okay, I'll wait for you below." The captain's bloody mouth curled into a smile.

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"Thank you, Senior Sword Master, for saving your life!"

At this time, several people from the Jianghu came forward and thanked them again and again.

This is Ye Qinghan, the sword master. Although he said he has never met a real person, he grew up listening to his legends.

The strength of this person in front of him is definitely a sword master.

"You guys, what's the situation? Why are these lackeys chasing you down?" Zhang Yunfei stepped forward and asked.

Hearing this, the eyes of a few people rolled, and they immediately cried out for their parents and screamed. Of course, they would not say that they were flower pickers: "Master Sword Saint, please be the master for us, we are people from the world, No dispute.

But that conscienceless Yang Tianhe forced us into prostitution and forced us to join the Great Xia, intending to use this to enslave the entire Jiangnan martial arts.

But we martial arts practitioners are all about being at ease, and we don't want to be bound by others.

If we didn't want to, Yang Tianhe sent people to chase us down.

Now I am lucky enough to witness Master Juggernaut leaving the customs. Please Master Juggernaut to kill Yang Tian and this thief leader, so as to bring peace to the entire martial arts world. "

As they spoke, several people wailed and half knelt down.

"Don't worry, I'm here for this purpose."

"Leave this place of right and wrong first."

Ye Qinghan nodded slightly, along the way, he had seen such a scene countless times.

As a fellow martial artist, he naturally knows how miserable a goshawk with its wings bound is.

I empathize with what happened in the martial arts world.

"Thank you, Senior Juggernaut, but the firearms under Yang Tian and this dog thief are mighty, Master Juggernaut, please be very careful." Several people said respectfully.

Ye Qinghan stared ahead, stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "It's just a firearm, after all, it's something outside of the body, it's not a hero, it's just a little Doyle."

"When the heroes of the world hear my name, they are all terrified.

The Shuihan sword in my hand, this trip will definitely take the heads of these rat-like devils who can only rely on foreign objects. "

"Don't worry, you go."

Ye Qinghan exuded a faint arrogance, his expression was calm, but his eyes were full of arrogance.

"Senior Juggernaut is really a hero in the world, I admire you."

A group of people bowed down one after another.

"Let's go, Yangzhou City!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Qinghan and the two headed towards Yangzhou City.

Several flower picking thieves looked at Ye Qinghan's back, their eyes were full of admiration.

"Unexpectedly, in my lifetime, I was able to see Lord Juggernaut come out of the mountain."

"Yes, Lord Sword Saint is invincible in the world. Yang Tianhe's confidence is vulnerable in front of Lord Sword Saint. This trip will definitely kill this traitor."

"That's right, I couldn't even see a trace of the sword technique just now. As expected of the sword master, I'm afraid he is the top existence in the entire martial arts world."

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At this time, Yang Tianhe had also returned to the Daming world.

"I'm back, try the 36-week sky star technique."

Yang Tianhe jumped up and stood high above the sky, his eyes shone brightly, like the stars in the night sky, bright and charming.

The pupils above the eyes began to evolve, like thousands of stars.

The current general situation of the world is in Yang Tianhe's eyes.

"The momentum of a real dragon, but the momentum of a group of tigers devouring a dragon!"

Yang Tianhe watched the general situation of the world, his expression changed slightly.

Looking to the north, a golden ray of luck soared into the sky.

And above the beam of light, a golden dragon hovered.

A continuous dragon vein traverses east and west.

This is the dragon vein of Daming.

It is also the dragon vein of the Han people in the entire land of China.

Hundreds of years ago, Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty hanged himself on Meishan Mountain, but fortunately his prince turned the tide.

In order to hold back the Han's family, the entire Shenzhou dragon vein was not harmed by the wild boar skin of Tunguska like it was on the earth plane.

This led to weakness for hundreds of years to come.

Until hundreds of years later, the wild boar skin was destroyed, the dragon veins gradually recovered, and the luck condensed.

"However, now Daming's pillar of luck has begun to gradually dim."

Yang Tianhe looked over.

In the golden beam of luck, under the dim light, there are traces of black light, like gangrene attached to the bone.

Wrapped around the golden beam of light and the golden dragon.

This just shows that the interior of the Ming Dynasty has begun to decay.

And remove the giant dragon hovering in the center of Shenzhou.

In other areas, luck is also soaring away.

On the border of the Ming Dynasty, above the hinterland, luck condenses into fierce tigers and jackals.

On top of the red luck, there is a gray-white killing atmosphere.

And in his own land in the south of the Yangtze River.

Yang Tianhe saw a golden beam of light rushing towards the sky.

Although the size is smaller than that of the Ming Dynasty, the light is more pure without any trace of impurities.

A flood dragon hovers above it.

The Luck Golden Dragon of the Ming Dynasty looked at each other and roared.

"Luck into a dragon, even though it is a flood dragon, it is better than thousands of wolves, tigers and leopards.

After occupying the dragon veins of the Ming Dynasty and devouring the family, the vassal king will be lucky.

It must be able to turn a jiao into a dragon and be reborn. "

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Chapter 135 Deduction of Fate

Yang Tianhe thought about it in his heart, and looked away.

"The theory of luck is too mysterious. Now is not the time to act too hastily. As long as the land and people's hearts are firmly in your hands, everything will be fine."

Thinking, Yang Tianhe has already returned to Yangzhou City.

On the 36th week, the art of star fighting was in operation, and Yang Tianhe looked towards Yangzhou City.

At this time, over Yangzhou City, a bright and unmarked golden beam of light soared into the sky, and it was the place where the dragon head was.

On its surface, thousands of rays of light of different colors are scattered sporadically.

"This is human luck."

Yang Tianhe performed Wang Wangqi technique and looked at the passers-by in Yangzhou city.

Bai Ding came and went, a faint white luck emerged from the top of his head.