Super Goddess Plunder System

Chapter 208 The third move!
Qian Mojin frowned, staring at the motionless Wang Tianshuai holding a spear, not knowing what he was doing.

In mid-air, Xiao Lushan and the elders of Yunlong Nine Peaks also looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering why Wang Tianshuai was standing there in such a critical moment.

"Xiao Lushan, Xiao Ling is afraid of being defeated by Qian Mojin, so is he pretending to be stupid?"

"Hahaha, this is the pride of Yunlong Nine Peaks? Don't you even have the courage to fight?"

"Qian Mojin has already conceded two moves, and once the third move is passed, Xiao Ling will definitely die. Therefore, he is deliberately delaying the time and dare not make a move!"

The group of superpowers from the God of War Hall sneered and looked at Xiao Lushan and the others contemptuously.

"Fart!" Xiao Lushan's eyes burned with anger, "I believe Xiao Ling will be the final winner!"

"Hmph, the dead duck has a stubborn mouth, so let me ask you why Xiao Ling didn't dare to make a move?"

While the sixteen Supreme Elders of Yunlong Nine Peaks were arguing endlessly with the superpowers of the God of War Hall, Gao Shenyou and the others were also puzzled, staring at the motionless, more restrained Wang Tianshuai.

"Brother Gao, what big move is Xiao Ling preparing?" Liu Qingxu asked with a strange expression.

"how could I know!"

Gao Shenyou smiled wryly, "This Xiao Ling is really too mysterious, I can't guess his next move at all!"

The warriors watching were at a loss, let alone Qian Mojin.

However, Qian Mojin didn't dare to be careless. He stared at Wang Tianshuai and slowly gathered energy. In his opinion, Wang Tianshuai must be preparing some big move.

Time passed little by little.

Qian Mojin's nerves were tense, and there was a trace of cold sweat on his forehead, "What kind of martial art is it, and it takes a quarter of an hour to prepare?"

If the dialect hadn't asked Wang Tianshuai to make three moves before, Qian Mojin couldn't help but want to make a move.

"What the hell is this Xiao Ling doing? Could it be that he fell asleep?"

"I figured it out. This Xiao Ling did it on purpose. He was delaying time. Qian Mojin said to let him make three moves, but he already gave up two moves before. If Xiao Ling makes another move, then Qian Mojin can take the initiative Attack. So, Xiao Ling got scared and used this trick."

"Xiao Ling is really shameless!"

As time passed, everyone agreed with this statement, and secretly scolded Wang Tianshuai for being cunning.

Qian Mojin stared at Wang Tianshuai, neither advancing nor retreating, he really wanted to make a move, but he couldn't hold back his face.

After waiting for a few more minutes, Qian Mojin couldn't take it anymore, and said loudly: "Wang Tianshuai, I will give you [-] breaths at the end, if you don't make a move, don't blame me!"

It's a pity that Wang Tianshuai's eyes are still closed at this moment, as if he didn't hear Qian Mojin's words.

Wang Tianshuai took advantage of the opportunity, and a figure appeared in his mind, performing tens of thousands of martial arts. These martial arts were so vague that Wang Tianshuai couldn't remember them.However, after watching these martial arts, Wang Tianshuai felt a belief, a belief that he would rather bend than bend.

"Hundred steps to wear Yang, although the name is vulgar, it is exactly the way to simplicity!"

Wang Tianshuai felt suddenly enlightened.

"The gunner is the king of killing, and he will never back down!"

"What can be broken is not a gun, but a stick!"

In the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, on the page of the Sutra of the Strong, the figure holding a spear became more and more blurred.

Suddenly, the long spear seemed to cut through time and space, and it stabbed forward with an indomitable momentum.

This thorn, like Pangu opened the sky, pierced through the darkness, and greeted the light.

His marksmanship is like a god, with many changes.

Wang Tianshuai is confused!

This Li Family's Wanwu Spear is really too profound, and what he got was still fragments, he only comprehended the belief and will contained in the Li Family's Wanwu Spear. As for the moves, Wang Tianshuai really couldn't comprehend them.

"This Li family's all-things gun is too mysterious!" Wang Tianshuai smiled wryly in his heart.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the vague figure standing beside the strong man's true scriptures dissipated.

"That's the end?" Wang Tianshuai was completely confused. This is a super god-level martial skill worth 60 goddess points. He thought it would be very earth-shattering, but in the end, it gave him a feeling that was nothing more than that.

Wang Tianshuai regretted it. If he had known that the Li family's all guns were just that, he might as well exchange them back to the system.

"Wang Tianshuai, it's time!"

Qian Mojin stared at Wang Tianshuai whose eyes were still tightly closed, took a deep breath, slowly raised his right hand, and the rolling golden energy continued to condense.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Wang Tianshuai, whose eyes had been closed all the time, suddenly opened them.

Qian Mojin's pupils shrank suddenly. In Wang Tianshuai's eyes, he seemed to see a spear that held up the sky, supporting the whole world.

"This?" Qian Mojin was shocked.

Unfortunately, Wang Tianshuai didn't feel anything at all.

Holding the Nuba gun, Wang Tianshuai exhaled foul breath, looked at the shocked Qian Mojin, felt a little doubt in his heart, but didn't think too much, said: "Come on!"

"war!"

At this moment, Qian Mojin regarded Wang Tianshuai as a peerless enemy, endless golden energy gushed out from his body, attached to the surface of his skin, making him look extremely sacred.The rolling fighting intent, like the essence, made Qian Mojin's aura continue to rise.

"kill!"

The Nuba gun was raised violently, Wang Tianshuai stepped forward with a cold gaze.

"Buzz!"

"This is?"

With his right foot stepping out, Wang Tianshuai felt as if he had merged into the Nuba Gun, he could clearly feel the excitement and excitement of the Nuba Gun, and the wind around him also slowed down.

Suddenly, Wang Tianshuai's face changed, the little thunder energy left in his body was exhausted in an instant.

But the strange thing is that Wang Tianshuai didn't feel tired at all, but felt that his energy and spirit had climbed to the limit. As long as he went one step further, he could break through to the middle stage of the triple inner strength.

"Could it be that this is because of the Li family's Wanwu gun?"

In mid-air, the face of the barefooted girl changed slightly, and there was a look of attachment in those big eyes, "Grandpa, the Li family's Wanwu gun..."

"Everything in the world, whoever blocks my footsteps, will be destroyed!!!"

Wang Tianshuai felt a sense of pride in his heart, and a confident smile appeared on his face, "Qian Mojin, take a shot at me!"

"What kind of marksmanship is this? Is it another mysterious martial art?"

"What a terrifying marksmanship!"

"The aura of heaven and earth has been dispelled!"

"There is still such a spear technique in the world, without the use of energy, without relying on the aura of heaven and earth, a simple shot!"

In mid-air, all the superpowers looked shocked, looking at Wang Tianshuai who charged towards Qian Mojin with guns.

There was no energy fluctuation, no aura of heaven and earth aroused, just a simple shot, a straight shot.

Qian Mojin's pupils shrank suddenly. In his eyes, Wang Tianshuai disappeared, and there was only one gun, an old gun that seemed to have experienced endless wars.

"puff!"

Blood sprayed, and Qian Mojin felt a stabbing pain in his chest. He looked down at the gun barrel sunk into his chest, with horror in his eyes.Facing this shot, his previous preparations were like paper, vulnerable.

"What kind of marksmanship is this?"

(End of this chapter)