A few people came to the courtyard, Xiao Ya turned her head to look around, although this place is located in the forest, but there is not a single bird in the surrounding treetops and in the air, only the goshawk on the top of the mountain outside the forest is still staring at here, and a stream of cold air is coming from the top of the mountain.

Wan Lin smiled and looked up at the sky above the small courtyard, bent down to pick up a small crystal pebble from the ground, turned around and threw it at a thick tree trunk thirty or forty meters to the side, and a thumb-sized pebble flew towards the forest in front of him like a meteor.

With a crisp "pop" sound, the stone was inlaid on the trunk of a tree more than two meters high. The sunlight in the sky shines on the crystalline stones, reflecting a colorful light.

"Let's fight this," Wan Lin said, turning his head to look at Xiao Ya. Xiao Jiu stood beside Xiao Ya and looked at the big tree in front of him, then looked at the small pistol in Xiao Ya's hand, raised his head, flashed his eyes and asked, "Big sister, can you really hit that little stone with this little thing?" The tone was full of doubt.

Xiao Ya replied with a smile: "Then you just look at it" said and raised his eyes to look at the small pebbles on the trunk in front of him, followed the muzzle of the gun and pulled the bolt with a "bang", his arm was raised, and he pulled the trigger when he raised his hand, and with a crisp gunshot, a cluster of fire spewed out from Xiao Ya's hand.

Xiao Jiu on the side couldn't help but hear this crisp sound, and trembled with fright, and then saw a little spark coming out of the trunk of the tree in front of him, and the crystal stone suddenly burst out of the trunk in pieces, scattering and flying around, and the crystal gravel shimmered in the sun, which was extremely beautiful.

Xiao Jiu opened his mouth and looked at the gravel flying in the air in a daze, his eyes full of disbelief. The disciples of the Lingxiu Sect who were guarding in the surrounding forest, when they heard the crisp gunshots that suddenly rang out, nervously pulled out their scimitars one by one and got out of the forest.

They immediately saw the old man standing quietly in the courtyard, and everyone quickly stopped and stood at the edge of the forest, looking at Xiao Ya's pistol with a wisp of green smoke in his hand with shocked eyes.

Wan Lin turned his head to look at the old master, and saw that he was also looking at the stones flying in the air with a confused look on his face, and he knew in his heart that he still couldn't figure out the firing principle of this modern firearm.

At this moment, the old man looked at the hard stone that was smashed into gravel by a pistol bullet, and was indeed shocked! He was in the cave hall last night, and he only felt a hot wind passing by him in a rage, but he didn't know how powerful this thing was. Now he was really shocked to see the powerful firepower of this little thing spewing out. A hard stone has been smashed like this by bullets, how can the flesh fight against this thing!

Wan Lin smiled, raised his hand to take the pistol in Xiao Ya's hand, bent down and picked up the three small pebbles on the ground and handed them to Xiao Jiu next to him and said, "Xiao Jiu, you throw this into the air" said and pointed to the air. Xiao Jiu didn't think about taking the stones, and threw the three crystal stones towards the sky above the small courtyard with a round arm.

The three stones drilled into the air with a "sigh", shining in the sun, and everyone raised their heads to look into the air.

Just when the stones flew up twenty or thirty meters, "pop pop", three crisp gunshots rang out quickly, and the three stones that had just flown into the air immediately split into countless gravels, scattered in the air and shot out in all directions.

Transparent gravel of different sizes refracted the sunlight in the air, as if a colorful phosphor was suddenly sprinkled in the bright sky, and the goddess scattered flowers to the small courtyard, which was very beautiful.

The surrounding Lingxiu Sect people looked at the air in astonishment, and the scimitars raised in their hands all hung down. This group of disciples of the Lingxiu Sect, who have little contact with the outside world, can be regarded as having truly seen the power of modern weapons today.

These young disciples were different from the old masters who rarely descended the mountain, they often saw some hunters hunting in the mountains with that primitive firearm, and knew the power of its spray, but they had never seen real military guns, and they did not know how powerful these guns were.

In the past, when they saw the firearm in the hunter's hand, they all looked dismissive. When it comes to ease of use, these martial arts practitioners prefer to use their own bows and arrows. The people of their Lingxiu Sect are all martial arts, and the long arrows they shoot are not only farther than the iron sand sprayed by the fire gun, but also can shoot a series of arrows, which is very fast, unlike the kind of fire gun that needs to cool the barrel after a shot before it can be loaded with gunpowder and iron sand to fire again.

Now, when they saw that this little pistol had such power, they were all horrified in their hearts, and they all unconsciously looked down at the scimitar in their hands, and then at the curved bow carried by their companions, and the quiver with long feathered arrows on their shoulders, and there seemed to be a question in their hearts: Can a primitive weapon like themselves really compete with this small spear that breathes flames?

The old boss saw Wan Lin's astonishing performance when he fired quickly, and his wrinkled face also showed a look of amazement, in the face of such a modern weapon, he really didn't know how to deal with a person with advanced martial arts.

Wan Lin put away the gun, glanced at the old master's frustrated affection, and then turned his head to look at the grandfather next to him, and mouthed at the old master's side.

Grandpa laughed, knowing that Wan Lin was asking him to comfort the old master. He turned around and patted the old boss on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Old brother, are you discouraged? ”

The old man turned around and looked at the old man beside him, who also had peerless magical skills, and said abruptly: "Yes, I really don't know what is the use of us martial arts practitioners in the face of such modern weapons?" It's just vulnerable."

"Hahaha, old brother, you are arrogant, who dares to say that the kung fu we have inherited for thousands of years is useless?" The old man of the Wan family laughed, followed by bending down, picking up five round pebbles from the ground with both hands, handing the five pebbles in his left hand to Xiao Jiu on the side and saying, "Xiao Jiu, throw this into the air for grandpa again!" ”

Xiao Jiu looked at the five stones in his hand in surprise, and threw his arm into the air with all his might. The five crystalline stones instantly broke away from Xiao Jiu's right hand and drilled straight into the air, and in the blink of an eye, forty or fifty meters had risen.

Just as a few stones were whistling and continuing to drill into the air, the old man's right hand suddenly flung out, and several black dots flashed in the air, catching up with the five stones thrown out by Xiao Jiu like meteors.

"Papa