This time, the mutation in the white space is almost the same as the feedback brought by the last gray wolf breakthrough.

That wolf is now addicted to the various medicinal fields that plague the Jiuli Great City, and he can't extricate himself.

Obviously it won't be it.

Zhao Li guessed that it was the private fight between Ji Xin and the son of the city lord of the deer that had a result, and after closing the doors and windows, he entered the dream space, just like the time when the gray wolf did before, after getting a feedback from Ji Xin's body in the white space, Zhao Li could see the state Ji Xin was in at the moment by concentrating in the white space.

With mental concentration, the ground under his feet became transparent, Zhao Li saw Ji Xin lying on the bed, with medicine in many places on his body, his right hand was bandaged, and his breath was even, obviously although he was injured, it was only a small injury outside the skin, but judging from the injury on his hand.

Fractured his finger after the beating, Zhao Li could probably guess what kind of miserable situation his opponent would be.

It's impossible to die, but it's definitely not much better.

After taking a look at Ji Xin's state, Zhao Li felt that it would be better to let him take a good rest for the past few days, he didn't let him fall asleep, ended the current picture, his mind moved slightly, and the ground returned to its original appearance, no longer transparent, Zhao Li rubbed his eyebrows, raised his hand and beckoned his small notebook, and turned a new page.

Write down what you need to do next and think slowly.

This feedback confirms previous speculations.

It is not a breakthrough in the realm of martial arts that will make the white space feedback.

It's about making the dreamer change the course of something.

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Li had an extra spear in his hand.

The clouds converged in front of him, forming a white old man in gray clothes, also holding a spear in his hand, Li Shuwen had two states in the original game, one was when he was old, and his skills were at the peak, and the other was when he was young, with the strength at the peak.

However, his own experience and skills are interconnected, and he plans to take advantage of this time to introduce marksmanship.

With the feedback effect of the white cloud, his practice in the dream will affect the reality and can quickly catch up.

Li Shuwen's marksmanship is an extension of Bajiquan fist and feet, it is a very fierce gun, only one blow can take people's lives, but in the original history, Li Shuwen's marksmanship is more famous for its unparalleled accuracy, the practice of guns is divided into moving day and night, moving is to stab flies, static is dead things, stabbing the mirror during the day, burning incense at night, stabbing incense head.

Finally, the flies are stabbed, and the window paper is not broken, and the walls are not damaged.

Pierce the mirror, touch without hurting.

Thorn incense, incense extinguished and incense does not break.

Stabbing people's faces, do whatever you want, and won't hurt people for half a point.

This is to control the power to the limit, and the force is strong, when practicing the gun, a slip of the gun will peel off the bark of the old tree, with the spear edge to pick up the wooden peg that pierces the wall of one meter, the spear edge to pick up more than 100 catties of car wheels, turn like a windmill, in order to temper the gun power, these are the original history of the martial artist Li Shuwen did.

Zhao Li suspected that even if Li Shuwen from the end of the world was brought to this world, he would be extremely fierce.

Ordinary Qi Pulse Realm martial artists are difficult to subdue.

The most domineering power is controlled to the level of not damaging subtle things, and because of such control, when he stabs out with all his strength, all the power will be stabbed out without reservation, and when the gun extends to the extreme, it happens to be the peak moment of the power explosion.

Then pierce the opponent's vital point, and there will be no waste.

Extremely fierce gun.

Zhao Li meticulously practiced his spear skills in the dream space, and during the day, he meditated and practiced qi in his own room to maintain the realm he had reached, and in the secret realm of Xilu City, five qi veins must be opened to ensure safe entry, that is to say, most of those who enter it have the level of five qi veins.

Self-cultivation, especially not slack.

Ten days have passed, Zhao Li took out the spear he promised when he joined from the Armament of the Human Division, the spear blade was mixed with black jade, and the lethality was stronger than ordinary steel, Zhao Li took off the handle of the gun, put the spear blade into a black silk bag, and hid it in his bedroom.

was breathing a sigh of relief, and suddenly heard someone outside knocking on his door, Zhao Li frowned, and walked out with a standard steel knife, there was a young man outside the door, his face was flushed, Zhao Li recognized it as Liusi's own son, who ran errands on weekdays, and could also learn some basic kung fu.

When the young man saw Zhao Li, he hurriedly said, "Brother Zhao, you finally came out." ”

"What's the matter? I'm so anxious, I haven't seen you blush like this when I see the little girl of the Liu family. ”

"What, how do you know?"

"Oh, when is Brother Zhao, you are still saying such things?!"

The boy's face turned red.

Seeing this, Zhao Li didn't tease this young man, and said:

"Then you make it clear first, what's going on?"

"It's the secret realm of Xilu City!"

The boy's voice was hurried.

"The children of the family in the surrounding five hundred miles have come over, they made a big deal last time, this time they specially sent Brother He to be responsible for the reception, so as not to have another conflict, but this time they proposed to compete in martial arts, and they were merciless, and Brother He has been beaten to ......"

The scattered smile on Zhao Li's face disappeared.

........................

Turning over, his right leg was like a barb of a scorpion, or rather, the purple internal qi lingered, just like the barb of a scorpion, which directly pulled Lin Hu, who had his arms staggered, back again and again, and his arm was swollen and glowing with abnormal lilac.

"Is that all there is to it?"

The young man in purple clothes had a sneering look on his face, retracted his right leg, several teenagers around him clapped their hands and applauded, He Hongchang was half-kneeling on the ground, his cheeks were bruised, and the knife mixed with Moyu was stuck upside down, Yao Yingcai helped Lin Hu up, and blood flowed from the corner of the eye on the side of the thin man, who was attacked during the fight, and it looked scary.

He Hongchang gritted his teeth and said, "Fang Xingxiu, don't go too far." ”

"After all, this is the Sixth Division!"

The purple-clothed young man sneered: "What about the Sixth Division? ”

"Can you represent the Sixth Division? or you?"

"Didn't the Sixth Division send you here to let you serve us?"

"Besides, aren't we sparring? martial arts sparring, some injuries, isn't it normal, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, like a soft-footed girl. ”

The children of the surrounding families burst into laughter.

Someone upstairs frowned and said, "These juniors of the Fang family are really too much. ”

"Although the Fang family and Xilucheng have a vendetta, they should not rely on martial arts to bully these martial artists of the Human Division, with the help of ruthless hands, the juniors taught by the old guys of the Fang family are also the same stench. ”

"Yun'er, you go and stop them. ”

"Yes. ”

At this moment, the iron fan in Fang Xingxiu's hand was closed, pointing to the front, and said contemptuously:

"Who else? Is this the elite of the Human Division?"

"It's ridiculous, how can I leave the affairs of the world to you soft bones?"

He Hongchang gritted his teeth and supported his body to draw the knife.

Fang Xingxiu suddenly changed his body, put a foot on He Hongchang's shoulder, and kicked him directly to the ground, his face was full of pride, and the young men and girls around him who were also wearing purple clothes laughed and clapped their hands, He Hongchang gritted his teeth, his heart was full of humiliation and unwillingness, and he struggled to draw the knife.

A girl whispered, "He's still going to draw a knife?"

Fang Xingxiu's face was a little unbearable, and after taking two steps, he was about to kick He Hongchang over again.

At this moment, a large piece of straw suddenly flew out of the low house on one side, Fang Xingxiu subconsciously unfolded the folding fan, and swept the attacking straw away, but a black shadow stuck in when his old strength was exhausted, suddenly raised his foot, and kicked him on the shoulder.

The abruptness of that kick was the dirty means of street fighting, and it was powerful and heavy.

Kicked Fang Xingxiu out of balance.

The next moment, a spear ripped and spun like a dragon breaking through the sea, tearing open the straw.

The guns roared, forcing the people around them to retreat.

"Who is it?!"

Zhao Li didn't answer, the power of the spear whirling was controlled by him, the strength was wrapped in fallen leaves and dust, he felt his arms sore, he felt like he was controlling a poisonous dragon, he was just practicing this trick during this time, gritting his teeth, his muscles tensed, and he suddenly took a step forward.

The shoulders are tense and sinking, and the forearm, the handle of the gun, maintains a perfect straight line, and is suddenly handed out!

He propelled the weapon with all his might, the blade of the spear tearing through the air. When the body stretched to the limit, all the power was poured into the blade, and the black jade spear would just pierce Fang Xingxiu's throat.

The roar of the gun silenced all sounds and exclamations.

Fierce Gun!

Li Shuwen's gun!

Everyone was shocked by the domineering and resoluteness of this gun, Fang Xingxiu felt that his body was cold, as if a god had grabbed his throat, his consciousness was dazed, filled with the cold light of the gun, it had been a long time before he slowly recovered, feeling soaked all over his body, and his back was cold.

Feel the cold touch stop in front of your throat.

The body was trembling, and that was the feeling of evil energy.

Just a little bit, the gun would go through his throat, and he felt chills in his body and weak in his legs.

A man dressed in human clothes held a gun in one arm, biting a licorice leaf at the corner of his mouth, and he saw that the man's eyes were dark, like a tiger in the night looking down on him, without the slightest smile, but he was clearly smiling.

In the dead courtyard, he was the only one grinning:

"Yo Yo Yo, so many people, fighting. ”

"There are still girls in the fight, how can this good thing not be called me?"

"Xiaohe, it's not you, Brother Zhao said you, you're not enough brothers. ”