Chapter 275 The power of the ten dragon souls

"kill!"

With a angrily shout, the poisonous scorpion king with murderous intent shook the sword in his hand, and the dragon scales and flesh armor condensed and formed again. After a moment, the huge gap in the blade was completely repaired.

"Dong!" "Dong!" "Dong!"

The Scorpion King stepped forward quickly, waving the big sword in his hand repeatedly, as if he did not take the exhausted Zhao Yan seriously. However, because Zhao Yan had consumed too much before, he saw that the Scorpion King had a huge sword, and in a hurry, he had to carry a gun to block it!

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"

In a moment, the two of them had been going back and forth for dozens of rounds. However, Zhao Yan retreated again and again, completely losing his previous fierce and fierce power.

"Haha, don't have the strength?"

The poisonous scorpion king smiled, a ferocious touch appeared on the corner of his mouth, and shouted: "Die!" Before the sound had dissipated, a white light had already passed through the space.

call!

This sword was extremely powerful and slashed directly towards Zhao Yan's waist!

Cut halfway?

At this critical moment, Zhao Yan barely stabilized his body and looked at the blade that was slashing at him. His pupils shrank and he hurriedly raised his gun to block it!

"call out!"

However, looking at the spear that Zhao Yan came to resist, a trace of disdain flashed in the pupils of the Scorpion King, and he said coldly in his heart: "Your gun is weak and powerless, and you also want to block my knife? Go to die!"

"call!"

Under the control of the Scorpion King, the blade flashed with cold light flashed continuously, and in an instant, it collided with the Fire Dragon Spear!

"Bang!"

A loud bang of gold and iron attack sounded, and a large piece of fire burst out. However, the scene where Zhao Yan flew backwards did not appear. With a loud "clang" sound, the fire dragon spear in Zhao Yan's hand suddenly burst out with a large piece of fire! At the same time, three bright red dragons flew out, and in the blink of an eye, they condensed on the barrel of the fire dragon spear!

"Peng!"

Without surprise, the Scorpion King flew backwards again, and after a moment, he fell heavily from the roof like a kite with a broken string! With the sound of "Puff!", the sand and gravel in the sky flew up, causing the guards to exclaim.

"The Scorpion King, was actually knocked down?"

"This is impossible. No one in this world can defeat the Scorpion King!"

"Oh my God, the handsome guy on the roof is even more handsome than Batman in the movie!"

"Oh, you know? I hate this domineering Scorpion King. I dreamed of beating him. Now, a hero is realizing my dream! God, he is simply my idol!"

The guards held guns and surrounded the battle circle on three layers inside and three layers outside. However, no one was ungrateful and dared to open fire at Zhao Yan. Obviously, they all understood that this person who could knock down the Scorpion King was far from being able to solve the problem with a simple firearm.

"Hu!" "Hu!"

Looking at the poisonous scorpion king who fell into the grass, Zhao Yan smiled, held a gun in one hand, and suddenly jumped straight away, and flew down from the rooftop!

"Oh? Oh my God! He actually jumped down!" Zhao Yan's jump obviously caused a burst of exclamations at the scene.

"Peng."

Zhao Yan landed steadily, extremely relaxed. In a moment, he felt countless eyes focusing on him. A trace of impatience appeared in Zhao Yan's pupils, with a stern face, a trace of coldness flashed across his pupils, and he swept straight to the many guards present.

Wherever the eyes passed, fierce murderous intent swept out without any concealment.

Suddenly, a sense of urgency arose in everyone's hearts. The timid guard crawled on the ground and shivered all over, while the bolder guards hurriedly turned around and ran away. After a moment, they disappeared without a trace.

"puff--"

The green grass and red blood spit out, the poisonous scorpion king slowly supported himself, and his eyes looked at Zhao Yan were filled with fear.

"This, this is impossible! Absolutely impossible..."

The Scorpion King murmured in a low voice, his eyes lit up: "Three dragon soul spirits actually popped out of his gun! You know, these are three dragon soul spirits! How could there be so many dragon soul spirits in his gun?"

"Is his Fire Dragon Spear really at the top level of the Taoist weapon?" A trace of suspicion flashed in the pupils of the Scorpion King. However, after a moment, he denied himself: "It is impossible, even a magic weapon at the top level of the Taoist weapon cannot have so many dragon soul spirits!"

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

As the sound of roaring, the fire dragon spear in Zhao Yan's hand swept over the Poison Scorpion King again, and wherever he passed, the sound of qi bursts rang one after another.

"Click!" "Click!"

With the help of four dragon soul spirits, Zhao Yan's bombardment directly smashed five or six dragon scale flesh armor! In an instant, a large piece of blood spurted out, dyeing the ground with mottled blood.

"ah?"

Wherever the gun shadow passed, the Scorpion King was directly overturned to the ground. In a moment, the Scorpion King was seriously injured again!

"Impossible! I'll kill!"

Resisting the sudden pain from his chest, the Scorpion King stepped forward with the knife again. This time, he no longer used the "Six Styles of the Mountain", but instead used a silent sword technique. The flash of the sword was like a ghost coming in person.

"Um?"

Looking at the poisonous scorpion king bravely forward again, a cold light flashed in Zhao Yan's eyes. In a moment, the Fire Dragon Spear in his hand swept out again! At the same time, three small dragons with momentum flew out from the Fire Dragon Spear again, and in the blink of an eye, they gathered wildly. The next moment, the might of the six dragon soul spirits burst out at the same time!

"Peng!" "Clang!"

Without surprise, the big knife in the hand of the Scorpion King was knocked out of the gap after several slashes. Five minutes later, it suddenly broke into two pieces with a "clang" sound!

"Clang!" The broken dragon armored sword fell to the ground with a loud bang, making a crisp sound.

"What?"

Looking at the long sword that broke into two segments in his hand, the poisonous scorpion king was stunned and stared at the sweeping gun shadow, and forgot to dodge for a moment!

"Cha!" "Cha!" "Cha!" "Bang bang!"

In a moment, the dragon scales and flesh armor on the chest of the poisonous scorpion king broke inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye, it was deeply sunk into it, and large pieces of flesh and blood were intertwined and blurred into one piece!

"drink!"

Zhao Yan stepped forward, and for a moment, the spear in his hand flashed continuously, and the flames all over the sky rushed down, like a rain of fire falling from the sky, slapped at the Poison Scorpion King crazy!

“Huhu——”
Chapter completed!