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Flowers of the falling flower gun.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, the spear king Duan Zhendong really deserves his reputation, and every time he shoots, he shoots six shots at the same time, turning into a spear and covering Chen Ziyi in the roar, so that she can never get closer.

Chen Ziyi's method of dealing with the falling flower spear, if it fell in Yun Kai's eyes, obviously lacked technical content, because she was purely stupid and violent, punching it over, blasting it into scattered bullets, screaming and disappearing in all directions of the valley.

Her body and punching speed were so fast that there was a sonic boom at the speed of sound, and the thunderous explosion was even louder than Duan Zhendong's gunshot. In the eyes of the masters of the external battle in the villa, you can even see that around her fist, there is a faint circle of sonic boom clouds like swan skirts, making her figure look a little illusory, like a crane dancing in the clouds.

"The white crane pierces the clouds, this is Zeng Yuanqing's white crane piercing the clouds!"

Tang Beidou's eyebrows fluttered when he saw it, and he couldn't wait to go up and fight with her. "Zeng Yuanqing's level of pickling girls is not good, even Fan Yao's girl can't handle it, but the fact that he teaches his disciples is good. No, I've got to hold a hand with the little girl, old man, my hands are itchy......"

"Itchy hands? I think you're itching! ”

Old man Du on the side unceremoniously disdainful: "The little girl's boxing technique can't stand even the Beidou God Fist back then, right?" Not to mention that you're a bad old man who falls when you see the wind, and you only deserve to drink and brag with me......"

"Shenma, you say Shenma? Come on, let's go practice now! ”

"Drunk boxing Du Zhengming, don't get drunk and don't swing your fist." Old man Du shook the wine jug, and said without squinting: "If you want to fight me, you can get me a pot of good wine first, it must be a ...... that I have never drunk."

"Get out! Isn't your son the wine fairy Du Sanbei, where can Lao Tzu get you good wine? ”

“……”

When the two good friends were pinching each other, there was a scream from the audience on the other side, followed by an angry exclamation. The two paused to hurt each other, and when they turned their heads to look, they couldn't help laughing, it turned out that someone was lying on the gun.

Chen Ziyi blasted away the falling spear with "White Crane Piercing the Clouds", but the bullet was real, and it was hit by the sonic boom and flew around. Among the people invited by Duan Zhendong to cheer, a guy who was not good at kung fu was tricked, was shot through the thigh by a stray bullet, and was carried into the villa with grinning teeth......

What's that going on? It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, but you have to have the capital to watch the excitement first.

Guns rain down and stray bullets rain down like flowers.

The beautiful shadow is like the wind, and the white crane is like a cloud.

The guns roared like thunder, and the fists were like lightning.

100 meters, 80 meters, 60 meters...... In the galloping chase, everyone was shocked to find that Chen Ziyi's figure was unconsciously approaching Duan Zhendong!

In other words, the young Chen Ziyi broke Duan Zhendong's falling spear with his bare hands?

This conclusion made the eyeballs fall to the ground, staring at the figure in mid-air in disbelief, a white dress dazzling in the setting sun. It is said that Duan Zhendong, the king of guns in the rivers and lakes, was defeated in the hands of a delicate little girl, where to put that old face?

Duan Zhendong had a calm look on his face, but he couldn't suppress the anxiety in his heart. As he moved around the field, he quickly unloaded, loaded, and fired...... The movements are so smooth that they are not visible to the naked eye.

One flower, two flowers, three flowers, flew out of the muzzle of the gun like lightning.

No one noticed that the falling spear shot by Zhendong at this time had quietly changed its flight trajectory. In addition to the first one, several other spear flowers volleyed through several arcs, like a comet across the sky, gorgeous, destructive, and murderous.

The two have fought so far, and the gun god Duan Zhendong finally sacrificed a killing move-

Arc marksmanship plus falling flower gun, flowers fall without a shadow!

In the flash of lightning, three spear flowers arrived in front of Chen Ziyi, one in the middle, one on the left, and one on the right.

At this moment, everyone held their breath and secretly sweated for her.

Du Zhengming, a drunken fist who had been laughing and scolding, and Tang Beidou, the two of them who had been laughing and scolding, stared at Chen Ziyi's movements with fine eyes, only to see her face cold and her eyes narrowed slightly, and her fists went out left and right, calmly blasting away the falling flowers on both sides.

It's just that the six bullets that come in front of you are unavoidable!

"It's over, it's over!"

Chen Ziyi's fan group, the audience on the left side of the villa all stood up.

Once the spring is full of red and old, the flowers fall and people die without knowing. Could it be that the new generation of legends in the dark rivers and lakes can't break the myth of the gun king, so it's in the hands of Duan Zhendong after all? !

In an instant, I saw Chen Ziyi's arms slightly raised, her body in the air, her head leaning up, and she faced the spear flower without fear. Her body was able to avoid the five bullets that made up the petals, but she was hit head-on by the bullet in the center impartially!

Everyone fell silent, thinking she was going to die. Even Duan Zhendong's figure froze slightly, thinking that she was just rushing forward by inertia, and her shot was a little slower.

In an instant, Chen Ziyi rushed ten meters in front of him. Everyone was dumbfounded to see that a bullet actually shot towards Duan Zhendong like lightning from between her slightly pouting lips!

Wow -

A thunderous cheer erupted on the left side of the lodge. Everyone only understood at this moment that the bullet that was fired at her door before was actually bitten in her mouth, and at this moment it turned into a weapon to counterattack Duan Zhendong!

Duan Zhendong was in danger, and he raised his gun and fired.

"The spear of the spear god, no bullets!"

In the cheers of the audience on the right, two bullets collided in the air, making a crisp sound of "pop". But Duan Zhendong, who was the party concerned, did not feel the slightest bit proud, because Chen Ziyi's fists had broken through the sound barrier, and he was struck in the chest with a fierce wind!

Gunfights, which eventually evolved into hand-to-hand combat.

No one can still be calm, staring at the final victory with burning eyes. Chen Ziyi's fans are overjoyed, because everyone on the earth knows that a gunman who is close to someone can only be described in three words, and then he is not an egg.

The same is true of the de facto ending.

While the fists and feet intersected, there were occasionally one or two gunshots, but they failed to change the outcome of this battle for kings. One minute and fifteen seconds, or eight hundred and seventy-six punches later, the body of the spear king Duan Zhendong was shot down in the air, and along with the blood gushing from his mouth, it fell heavily into the stream.

"Chen Purple Herb! Chen Purple Herb!! Chen Ziyi!! ”

The excited cheers of the fan group echoed in the valley.

Even if he secretly bought Duan Zhendong's winning road fan, he couldn't hide the agitation in his heart, and he clenched his fists and shouted Chen Ziyi's name. Because, they have witnessed the end of a generation of gun kings, and also witnessed the strong rise of a new generation of legends!

The news of the overlord Hua Chen Ziyi from Yudu University, the high-ranking disciples of Fan Yao and Zeng Yuanqing, the Huolai who combines white cranes and Wing Chun boxing, and the defeat of the gun king Duan Zhendong with his bare hands spread all over China in an instant through the Fengyun forum where people from the dark rivers and lakes gathered.

Even, some people crowned Chen Ziyi's name with the reputation of "boxing king".

"Chen Ziyi, you won." Duan Zhendong stood up from the stream in disbelief, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, his eyes were a little gloomy, and his soaked clothes were even more embarrassed.

"However, my defeat to you does not mean that the Red Spear Gate lost to the White Crane Gate!"

The scene was silent, and no one saw Duan Zhendong's eyes, flashing with a trace of resolute killing intent. "There is also a spear instructor in the Red Gun Gate, do you want to try it?"

Chen Ziyi knew this, and the corners of her mouth twitched and she was about to say yes, but the fan group watching the game exploded.

"Picy man, you've won, don't fall for their tricks!"

"Shameless, shameless!"

"Play wheel wars, huh?" Old man Du, who was drunk for seven or eight points, jumped out and shouted: "Come on, come on!" I'm drunk with Du Zhengming, come to learn the spear coach of the red gun door! ”

The fan group is right, Chen Ziyi successfully challenged the king of guns, and he could completely ignore Duan Zhendong's proposal. Even on the right side of the villa, among the spectators invited by the Red Gun Gate, some people blushed unnaturally and looked down and counted the ants under their feet......

Chen Ziyi stretched out her arms, floated towards the gate of the villa, and calmly arched her hand: "Friends of the Red Gun Gate, seniors in the dark rivers and lakes, and brothers and sisters who have followed me all the way to watch the battle, please listen to my Chen Ziyi's words......"

Everyone's discussion calmed down, and she looked eagerly at Chen Ziyi, she looked around, and looked at the gate of Red Leaf Villa with persistent eyes.

"At the top of Nanshan Mountain in Yudu, I met a Fuso swordsman named Yokoyama Shu, who was defeated ten years ago by Himemakino, who was not known for his swordsmanship, and was the same five years ago, and still a year ago. He said that in the eyes of a true samurai, a challenge can be a matter of victory or defeat, but losing the courage to challenge is the most humiliating failure!

"What a Fusang person can do, how can I not do it in China?

"Although I, Chen Ziyi, am a woman, I also have a martial arts heart, how can I not do it?

"So, I thank you again for your kindness, but I Chen Ziyi accepted the challenge of the Red Gun Gate!"

Chen Ziyi's voice is not high, but there is a faint sound of gold and iron, and it is categorical and cannot be refused.

"I've taken it!"

"The Book of Songs" has clouds, cranes sing in Jiugao, and its sound is heard in the sky. Chen Ziyi's words kept echoing in the empty valley, and also resounded in everyone's ears, which was thrilling and thrilling.

There was silence and no one spoke. However, the vast majority of the people stood up solemnly, stood up straight, and then formed a palm with their left hand, clenched their fists with their right hands, and put their fists against each other, raised their heads high, and bowed down.

This is not an ordinary martial arts salute, but a backward face to the first, showing respect for the five bodies, even Du Zhengming and Tang Beidou, the same is true of the senior masters.

At this moment, in the face of her angelic face and devilish figure, no one can give birth to the slightest blasphemy, not only afraid of her fists, but also respect from the heart.

Wing Chun White Crane is proud but not arrogant, outstanding but not outstanding, just like her firm and proud heart.