Two hundred and seven, the feeling of blood-stained transformation(2/2)
The black spear of the Gunsha fell directly on the green jade floor, piercing a fist-sized depression.
Looking at the heart-breaking white-headed skull, Qin Yu sighed secretly.
Sorry, I was disturbed! But I really didn't dare to continue to retreat.
"Boy, you have a strong marksmanship. I admire you and will definitely advance in the future..."
Gunsha touched the red mark on his throat with his left hand and barely spoke the scene.
This may be his most ugly battle, but he was defeated by a junior in his teenage years old.
Even with a black-clad face, the complimentary words are really unsustainable.
Hearing Yu Fan roared: "Master, be careful!" A black shadow on the Flashing Golden Tower suddenly shot out.
The true power of the master of the Transformation Realm is released, and the shouts can reach the sky.
All the masters who were watching the game from afar and were alert to observing their opponents were alarmed.
"Master, shield!"
Xiaozhen felt the sharp danger approaching, and did not care about the three rules with Qin Yu, and then stuffed a small silver shield into Qin Yu's left hand.
He once successfully blocked the killing move of Shi San of Kuniu Zhenren, and was praised by Xiao Zhen as a treasure that can be brought into the realm of transformation and continued use.
God of War Silver Shield!
Qin Yu looked down at the face of this shiny silver shield, which was shiny and sensible, and the obvious scar that was cut by Shi Sanyu's intestine knife was completely gone.
The tall body of the gun evil spirit suddenly shook.
Chapter completed!