The shadow of the knife shrouded Wen Yiming in pieces, and he just fixed his body with the handle of the gun behind him at this time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The rapid consumption led to a great drop in physical strength, and the internal breath of true qi was a little uninterrupted; especially the blessing of long-term load and concentration in the brain, coupled with the concussions under several hard fights, there was a faint pain in his mind at this time; Wen Yiming bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, forcing Lingtai to clear up slightly.

There was a flash of determination in his eyes. If you want to use the Blade Shadow Illusion to disrupt my dodge path, it seems that you can only use your gun intent!

Just when Wen Yiming opened his crotch and twisted his breath into a strand, a soft sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

In an instant, a piece of text phantom was loaded into his memory, and Wen Yiming didn't have time to react violently to find that his spirit was shocked, and his originally swelling brain suddenly returned to normal and was extremely awake. In particular, the already vague knife shadow in front of him suddenly came into view, and all kinds of information came into his mind.

Wen Yiming was inexplicably surprised, the whole process was only a few tenths of a second, as if this had never happened. The only fact that made him know that this was true was that the Phantom Knife Technique, which Scarface was proud of, was clear in front of him at this time.

Twenty-seven dollars in total!

Among them, one of the slashes is hidden, and the remaining twenty-five knives are all feints to attack phantoms, and only the counter-attack that comes to the waist and abdomen is a real attack.

Wen Yiming's calculation and analysis at this time was as meticulous as a hair, as fast as the speed of sound! Before the shadow of the knife was shrouded, it was all under control.

Focus on the realm of Xiaocheng! Wen Yiming was ecstatic. At the same time, with the rapid increase in spiritual power, the most irrepressible joy for him is that with the breakthrough of spiritual power and the improvement of the concentration realm, his cultivation has soared. Rushed through the late stage of the third layer of the warrior without hindrance.

The momentum of the breakthrough soared, and the essence aura could not be suppressed, and the concealment technique was directly disintegrated!

"The fourth layer of the martial artist...?" Scarface's middle-aged figure landed at the beginning of the day, and the knife in his backhand was delayed for a moment.

Wen Yiming no longer concealed his cultivation, and although his physical strength did not recover after the breakthrough in cultivation, his true qi internal scripture resumed frantically rising.

With a loud shout, Di Yan burst out with the long knife. Its landing point is accurate, and it collapses exactly at the weakest point of the long knife gauntlet nine inches away.

'When!' The middle-aged man with a scarface shook in response, and the long knife in his hand was almost blown away!

"Haha!" Wen Yiming had to laugh, and in the excited laughter, his feet took root under his feet, and the head of the gun was slammed from the bottom up.

The middle-aged man with Scarface was shocked in his heart, and in a panic, he swung his knife and slashed to block.

At this time, he already knew that Wen Yiming had hidden his cultivation just now, not the first layer of martial artists, but the third layer of martial artists. couldn't help but gasp, even more terrifying than Zhiwen Yiming is martial artist. In the face of the first layer of martial artists, he has enough confidence to crush his opponent, but there are still many combat geniuses who have crossed the fourth level in the Heavenly Continent.

Wen Yiming was able to easily kill two martial artists on the third layer of martial arts and martial arts on the sixth layer, although the two family members were killed instantly in a panic, it still made him feel a little retreating in his heart.

'When!' Scarface's middle-aged body shook back half a step, his face covered with bewilderment. How could it be possible to collapse twice in a row at the weakest point of his long knife strength.

The middle-aged man with a scarface retreated half a step, and the distance between the two was less than two meters. Wen Yiming didn't move his feet, and the back pistol stabbed the front hand diagonally.

'When!' Scarface retreated in middle age, and the fear in his eyes did not decrease but increased, how could it be?

As Scarface's middle-aged man retreated, Wen Yiming's hand continued to hand out with a long hand, and his skillful and vigorous marksmanship was intensively pierced.

'Dangdang, Dang, Dang!'

Scarface's middle-aged man retreated again and again, and was forced out two meters away by Gloomy Yan.

Wen Yiming's feet moved, and he kept shooting in the middle of the step. forced the middle-aged Scarface to retreat while slashing and blocking.

The middle-aged man with a scarface secretly complained, he wanted to retreat immediately, but he was forced to hurry by Wen Yiming's stormy gunshots. If you want to take the time to slash and jump out of the battle circle, you can't do anything.

I have the Phantom Knife Technique to accelerate and increase my strength, this kid's strength and speed are obviously not as good as mine, but every time he accurately forces himself to defend with the weakest technique. Even if you respond to my hasty counterattack between moves, you can hit the weakest part of the long knife again and again. Hell yes!

Scarface's middle-aged fighting spirit has been lost, and it is vain to talk about counter-defense as offense, and it would be good to be able to defend tightly and get out of the opportunity.

But Wen Yiming became happier and happier the more he fought, and his heart was extremely happy.

Focus on Xiaocheng--- I regard your feelings, and I look at the fire!

Wen Yiming broke through to the fourth layer of martial arts, but in fact, he was completely able to win against each other. However, he was forced to fight hard a few times in the early stage, and his internal organs were shaken inexorably, and if it wasn't for the critical moment of the concentration realm to be promoted to the Xiaocheng realm, he was almost forced to use his gun intent.

Faced with the effect of Xiaocheng in the concentration realm, Wen Yiming was ecstatic, and couldn't help but want to temper the new effect derived from the concentration realm --- weakness strike!

Weak point strike! In the ever-changing battle, you can quickly and accurately find out the gaps and weaknesses in the opponent's moves, and use the needle to accurately crack and kill the enemy!

Wen Yi fired like a dragon, stabbing wildly in the midst of the collapse and flipping, forcing the middle-aged Scarface to roar again and again, and he was in a hurry. Enraged, he slashed two diagonally left and right, forced away the momentum of the gun, and shook his hand to throw out three sleeve arrows.

At this time, Wen Yiming, under the blessing of Xiaocheng's concentration, was like a water stop and a clear vision. Collect the gun diagonally and slash the row, and the sleeve arrow that suddenly shot out of it will crash into the air.

With such a slowdown, seeing the middle-aged man with a scarred face who had a rare opportunity, the long knife wrenched out a phantom of a knife flower, and at the same time, he kicked back sharply under his feet, wanting to turn around and flee away.

"Alas!" Wen Yiming faced the opponent who had lost his fighting spirit, and with a low sigh, he launched eight steps to catch the cicada.

Shaking his arms and shaking his hands, ignoring the illusory sword shadow, Zhongping shot out with all his might, and the unrivaled momentum was suddenly mixed with a cold killing intent, and rushed straight to the middle-aged figure of Scarface.

The gun's intent erupted! The battle intent is coming!

Scarface's middle-aged desire to leave was in a hurry, and before he could turn around, a sharp cold attack came, followed by a gun shadow with endless battle intent and went straight to his chest.

An irresistible feeling was born in Scarface's middle-aged heart. The middle-aged Scarface was horrified, he had the illusion that his cultivation seemed to have suddenly dropped a notch, and he even lost the will to fight.

The middle-aged scarface who was so excited by the murderous aura in a panic that his hair stood on end that he vented the doubts and panic in his heart with a muffled roar, and at the same time he held the knife and frantically poured his true qi and slashed at the gloom.

'Boom!'

The long knife was shattered by a shot from the dim yan, and the middle-aged man with a scarred face flew out several feet with a frightened face, and landed a few unsteadily on a big tree in his back, shaking down the yellow leaves in the sky.

'Poof!' Scarface spurted out a mouthful of blood from the middle-aged man, and his face was like gold paper. The bones of his fingers were broken, and the blood flowed like an infusion, and he trembled like a tremor covering the bloody hole in his chest, and his eyes stared at Wen Yiming not far away, who was like a god descending into the world.

"Gun intent... How could it be ???"

The last words of the middle-aged Scarface were actually interrogative sentences.

When he was dying, he didn't understand why a martial artist who was less than twenty years old could comprehend such a domineering gun intent. The long knife that broke him still pierced his chest with all his strength, what a fierce and domineering gun intent.

Wen Yiming stood firmly in the distance, slightly closing his eyes to calm the churning in his chest.

At this time, he was not having a good time, just now in order to leave a scar, the middle-aged man instantly burst out with gun intent, only to find that he did not fully control the gun intent of 'who else should I be'. If it weren't for the fact that he had focused on being promoted to Xiao Cheng and strongly suppressed the surging internal strength true qi of the battle intent, it was estimated that he would have once again used all his strength to blast out a shot. That result will inevitably lead to damage to the internal breath and a great drop in cultivation. After all, his body and cultivation do not match, and it is possible to even hurt his muscles and veins if he explodes arbitrarily.

In the past, I simulated and practiced my gun intent in the stone house, and completely according to the scene set in my mind, simulating the use of gun intent against the enemy. This is the purpose of his self-cultivation method according to Neijiaquan, which requires that when practicing boxing, he must think that he is in the midst of poisonous snakes and beasts, so as to arouse the practitioner's mind to integrate into actual combat. To put it simply, it is necessary to set an imaginary enemy when cultivating.

Wen Yiming really used his gun intent to really face behind the enemy before he realized that gun intent and fist are completely different things. In the life-and-death struggle, the outbreak of gun intent is even more difficult to control, this kind of real gun and live ammunition fighting, arousing the outbreak of unknown battle intent in the body, if the previous concentration realm can not be controlled at all.

Killing the enemy is the essence of deriving the inner fist! Wen Yiming opened his eyes.

He wasn't in a hurry at all now, and he couldn't figure out how far his cultivation could match his combat power before. After this battle, Wen Yiming has already understood his limits under Xiaocheng's focused analysis.

If he can refine and forge his body in sync with his cultivation, even if he doesn't use his gun intent, he can sweep through any martial arts cultivation in the martial arts stage.

Under the samurai, he will be invincible!:::::