The gun stands, and the wind rises. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was obviously a hot summer afternoon, but everyone present felt that the wind and rain were coming.

It's just one person and one shot, but it seems to be facing thousands of troops.

Then the gunshots rang out, and technology from another universe brought back to reality the martial arts world that had long disappeared in the long river of history.

Drink!

Wang Fen's body was still in the few postures that he had fiddled with his bare hands before, and his movements did not become faster, but it made Lei Lao and the others feel that they were completely two worlds.

Because Wang Fen had a gun in his hand at this time.

People are like the wind, guns are like rain.

The head of the gun is carved with a thunder beast, and the thunder sound is overwhelming.

There seemed to be lightning on the tip of the gun, and the lightning broke the soul.

Lei Tingting saw Wang Fen do it for the third time, but it was the first time she felt that Wang Fen was fast and invincible, because Wang Fen had a gun in his hand at this time.

It's a long gun, and it's a heavy gun.

The gun is eight feet long, that is, five meters, one and a half stories high. The gun weighed thirty-eight pounds and four dollars, which was almost the weight of a bucket of water in a water dispenser.

This is the data that Old Man Lei got from the secret score of marksmanship, and the gun that Lei Lao gave to Wang Fen was also built according to this number. It's a pity that he has never practiced martial arts, and it has been more than a hundred years since the death of the last person who practiced this marksmanship, and the only broken spear in the iron box is incomplete, and Lei Lao doesn't know how long the real Thunder Soul Breaking Gun is.

No matter who the cheats are, they will brag a little bit, and it doesn't seem to be a first-class kung fu if they don't write a crack to open a mountain, and the ancestor of the Lei family is no exception. Writing the gun long and heavy is the self-praise of the ancestor of the Lei family who wrote the gun spectrum back then, or the highest state of the ideal, and the gun made by the great ancestor of Lei is only one zhang long. Old Man Lei built the spear according to the length and weight stated in the gun spectrum, except for Wang Fen, a humanoid monster, how can anyone in the world make it. This is also the old man Lei has seen many strange people over the years, after taking out the spear, those people didn't even dare to look at the gun spectrum, and they didn't dare to mention the gun, so they could only say with admiration that it takes innate divine power to practice such marksmanship.

And Wang Fen, who was struggling to dance the gun, couldn't take care of Old Man Lei and them anymore, his mind was completely immersed in the gun, leaving layers of gun shadows around his body.

Before the gun was in his hands, he pretended to pose a little, seemingly resonating with the gun, but in fact he was familiar with several moves in the gun spectrum, and after he was about to practice a few moves, he used the directional strong magnetic field formed when the body released electrical energy to suck the gun over, and came to a visual effect.

When he first started to dance the gun, the gun in his hand was quite heavy, but fortunately, Wang Fen's strength when he discharged could catch up with the engine of a car, so that he could control it, and although he had not practiced the gun, he was also a good hand at fishing in the river when he was a child, and his eyesight and hand strength were excellent, so that the gun was not much different from the harpoon, and he became proficient after dancing a few times.

Soon, a huge courtyard was full of his gun shadows.

The shadow of the gun rolled up the dust all over the ground, and the silver light confused everyone's eyes. After dancing, Wang Fen found that the wisdom of the ancients could not be underestimated, such a unique way of carrying the gun and the method of exerting force could give full play to his physical advantages to a great extent, and he even felt that as long as he wanted, he could sweep the three people in front of him into six with just a swipe.

And at this time, the most nervous was Lei Lao's guards, he found that if Wang Fen swept in with a shot now, no matter how he blocked it, he would not be able to escape the fate of being killed with one shot, and he was frightened.

Even with the strange power of Wang Fen's discharge, he danced quite hard, but the power of the gun was a little stronger than that of Lei Lao Great-Ancestor. But half a minute later, Wang Fen had finished all the tricks he had learned before.

Wang Fen secretly glanced at Lei Lao's expression, Lei Lao had already seen the old tears at this time, and Wang Fen had no choice but to do it again. After two rounds like this, even Wang Fen's physical strength felt unbearable, and the breath held in his chest became more and more stuffy, and the gun speed had to be reduced.

In order to achieve the best performance effect, Wang Fen could only grit his teeth and hold on, but no matter how fast he breathed, his chest felt more and more stuffy, just when Wang Fen was about to hold on, he drank it suddenly, all the stagnant gas in his chest spewed out, and a breath of pale green gas visible to the naked eye sprayed out from Wang Fen's mouth, condensed but not dispersed, and shot straight out three meters away before slowly stopping to move forward.

And after shooting this breath, Wang Fen's chest suddenly relaxed, his breathing was dripping, and his hand was suddenly light, and the essence of the previous struggle when dancing the gun was also at his fingertips. Wang Fen couldn't help but be overjoyed, his strength is not only like the super horsepower of a car engine, but also a high-end cargo with turbocharging in the engine, after the speed reaches the critical point, the turbo intervenes, and the power is suddenly enhanced.

When Wang Fen tested his new ability before, he was just experimenting with what he could do, and he didn't use his strength as hard as this time, nor did he push himself into a desperate situation. After using the correct and scientific method of exerting force to carry out a vigorous discharge and exercise, the body is more adapted to the ability to exercise during discharge, and once again breaks the shackles of the body, and the ability further explodes.

In front of the eyes of everyone present, it was a different scene, at first, I only felt that this bald head danced the gun vigorously, but the expression was quite difficult, and the subtlety of the marksmanship was not fully displayed, only seven or eight points were similar, and it was only half a minute before there was no play, and I danced again, thinking that it was the end of it. How do you know that when this bald head dances for the third time, it is like a character in the game who has played a super boss, his experience has soared, his attributes have doubled, and he has completely changed his person, and all moves are displayed to sway as he wishes, smooth and natural.

"Star core, how is that breath green just now? What the hell is going on?" Wang Fen asked softly amid the roaring gunshots. He was still a little worried, although the turbo was good, but if his body was contaminated by the star nucleus, it would not be cost-effective.

"That's when you discharge too fast, your body uses electrical energy less efficiently, and the electrical energy that escapes into the air. The star core patiently explained in Wang Fen's mind.

It's a pity that although the turbocharging is good, the fuel consumption also increases, after the turbocharging, Wang Fen's power consumption is doubled, and soon the power is urgent, Wang Fen also feels that it is not interesting to turn over and over those tricks, he has not learned the new moves, and there is no appearance when he dances, but he saw Lei Lao's emotional appearance, and he was unwilling to end like this.

"Are you sure there is no qigong or anything like that in this marksmanship?" Wang Fen didn't have time to think too much, but the green breath just now gave him more inspiration.

"Judging from the use of this marksmanship, there is no possibility of qigong. Xinghe replied to Wang Fen in the affirmative, this marksmanship is too rudimentary in Xinghe's opinion, and it thinks that Wang Fen has such a ridiculous idea after reading too many novels.

"Well, seeing the way this old man is hanging up, I still want to see his ancestor's ability, and I still regard this marksmanship as a treasure, so I'll play it again. But Wang Fen didn't think so, he decided to blow the cowhide bigger and comfort Old Man Lei.

So after Wang Fen finished the third round, he slowly put away the gun.

The gun is fixed, and the wind still does not stop.

Wang Fen's figure standing in the dust slowly became clear, and his whole body was exuding a faint green mist that was faintly visible, and it gathered in the sky above Wang Fen's head, condensing but not dispersing. Above the garden, there are a few red cherry blossoms floating gently. It was precisely because Wang Fen used too much force that the head of the spear was already half bald, and the red tassels fell like cherry blossoms and flew like catkins, making him look more like a fairy.

"Okay, good!" Old Man Lei laughed emotionally with tears in his eyes, "The body looks like seven points, and the gun looks like ten points! On the whole, it is indeed nine points similar! Okay! Haha"

Wang Fen has only practiced for a few rounds, and there are indeed a few places on his body that are not in place, but his gun, due to the directional strong magnetic field control during discharge, is meticulously completed, especially the metal gun head runs perfectly in the magnetic field trajectory set by Wang Fen. Even if Mr. Lei has been familiar with the gun score for many years, he can't find any fault, and the various abnormalities when Wang Fen dances the gun can no longer be explained by common sense, Lei Lao can only say that this is the real kung fu, and the so-called strange people in the past are all fake tricks to cheat and eat.

"Lei Lao is grateful for giving away the gun, can you please ask Officer Lei to bring a piece of paper. Wang Fen calmed down a little and said softly, how could it end with so much effort, he wanted Lei Lao to remember this day forever, and let Lei Tingting remember this day forever.

Lei Tingting was already dizzy, and she couldn't resist Wang Fensheng among the immortals, and unconsciously took out a piece of rice paper that had never been written from Lei Lao's study.

"Hmmm... Ask Officer Ray to hold the paper in front of him. Seeing Lei Tingting so obedient, Wang Fen almost forgot his words.

Lei Tingting didn't know what Wang Fen was going to do, but she still obediently put the paper on her chest ten centimeters, and then looked at Wang Fen with blank eyes, not knowing what he was going to do.

Unexpectedly, Wang Fen just turned sideways to her, held the tail of the spear with one hand, and stood the spear horizontally in front of him.

The gun is eight feet long, holding the tail of the gun, holding the gun horizontally, the head of the gun does not move at all, and the tip of the gun is facing Lei Tingting's chest.

"Good arm strength! Good arm strength! What a genius!" Lei Lao sighed sincerely. To be able to lift such a long and heavy spear like this is not to be born with divine power.

Wang Fen smiled at Lei Lao, but he didn't look at Lei Tingting, and slowly stretched out his other hand, hanging the body of the gun for five centimeters, caressing the body of the gun like a lover who couldn't be touched.

As Wang Fen gently stroked the body of the gun, Lei Tingting slowly came back to her senses, this technique was too QQXX, and she couldn't help but think of the XX little movie that her little sister had secretly taken her to watch.

And the gun was too long, too thick, and the head was too huge.

The gun is eight feet long, and the gun weighs thirty-eight pounds and four dollars.

Now the thick, long, big, hard spear was pressed against her chest, and the owner of the spear was gently stroking the barrel back and forth.

"What are you going to do, dead bald!" Lei Tingting became more and more angry the more she thought about it, and finally couldn't help but go crazy again.