"Brother Yu, be careful!" Seeing that Jiang An was vicious, Xi Zhilan was very worried, and hurriedly reminded.

Qin Yu was stunned for a moment, and under Xi Zhilan's concern, she inadvertently called out the title of Qin Yu in her heart, which made him tremble.

That's so good!

Xi Zhilan's face turned red, and she secretly blamed herself, how could she call people so casually...... What about my brother? But it's already called, and I can't take it back......

"Xiaolan, look, brother, how did I beat him to eat shit!" Qin Yu laughed, full of confidence, his left hand was yin, his right hand was yang, the long stick shook suddenly, and a big stick flower rose up.

When Xi Zhilan saw this stick flower, she thought to herself: "The power of this shot has increased more than ten times compared to that night." Seem...... And the phantom of five or six guns? Brother Yu's martial arts have improved so fast! ”

Although he knew that Qin Yu had officially advanced to the Dark Realm level, he originally thought that with Shi Huang's Golden Needle Secret Technique, would he be in a state of weakness after being forcibly promoted. But with this shot, Xi Zhilan has already seen that Qin Yu has not only improved his realm, but also his strength and marksmanship have improved rapidly at the same time, and he does not look unstable at all.

"What a genius in martial arts!"

She can see that the ghost Jiang'an is also a veteran master of the dark realm, how can she not know? Taken aback, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and he shouted loudly and blocked away.

With a tom thought, Jiang Yan stood unsteadily, and took three or four steps backwards in a row.

His skills were not weaker than Qin Yu's, but because of his contempt for his opponent, he took it lightly and failed to fully exert his strength.

Qin Yu was unforgiving, vigorous and energetic, even stabbing and sweeping, integrating guns and sticks, and continuously attacking.

Jiang An didn't expect that because of a mistake, the pressure increased several times, and if he wanted to turn over, he couldn't help it.

He struggled to block, a pair of copper maces flew up and down, picking, smashing, teasing, pressing, pointing, chopping, cutting, belting, Qin Yu is a stick as a gun, but he is a flickering sword, the moves are fast and light, and the changes are as expected, which is really worthy of the name of the ghost.

Qin Yu saw that he was so calm and had few flaws in his defense, but he also had a big headache.

Attacked more than 20 moves, the skilled marksmanship has been fully displayed, and depending on the situation, the ghost is also about to figure out his way, if you don't use new moves as soon as possible, I am afraid that there will be unforeseen changes.

Jiang An suddenly said gloomily: "Boy, there is no trick, right?" Take your life! ”

Qin Yu sneered: "I'm afraid that you have a life to take it, but you don't have a life to spend it!" At this moment, his mind flashed rapidly, and he knew that the thunder and lightning in the sea had changed.

In addition to being proficient in the basic marksmanship of Baihuamen, he also cultivated two new marksmanship.

The lotus root silk spear has learned a lot of tricks in the battle with Jinwei, but the lotus root silk spear is good at defense, and when attacking, it seems to be muddy and watery, and it is difficult to achieve the dual effect of gun oppression and coercion.

As for that set of ten lifeless guns, it was too exhausting when he used it, and his current skills were not enough to completely control it, and at most he would use four or five ways in front of him, and his internal strength would be exhausted, and his qi and blood would boil and fall.

In the rush of thinking about the actual battle, in his mind, a few big words suddenly popped up inexplicably: eight or nine marksmanship.

In an instant, a marksmanship had taken shape automatically, and a small person was jumping around in his head, and the tiny spear in his hand was performing a powerful and swift marksmanship.

It seems to have been engraved in Qin Yu's memory for a long time, and once he reads it at this moment, he is suddenly very familiar and flowing, flowing in the sea of knowledge.

The long stick suddenly changed its rhythm, and eight or nine stick flowers bloomed all over the sky.

"Eight streets and nine mo!" Qin Yu unconsciously pronounced out a name, as if he had already known the ins and outs of this move, and if he thought about it carefully, he was indeed proficient in the various variations of this move.

Standard hardcore marksmanship!

Shogishi shouted: "Ah! ”

Xi Zhilan couldn't help but applaud: "Okay! "I thought," said in the martial arts: Rigidity cannot be long, softness cannot be kept. Brother Qin Yu, however, suddenly changed into another stronger gun-style suppression situation when the strong attack was unsustainable and was about to reveal a flaw, which was really a clever tactic. ”

Jiang An didn't expect this unexpected change at all, and the double gong continued to parry, one could not be covered, and was rubbed by the ninth black flower that accidentally bloomed at the end, and his back suddenly ached.

This is marksmanship, rubbing it is a shot, although there is no gun head for the time being, but there is a gun god in it.

Of course, it was also because Qin Yu's black gun did not have a gun head, so although Jiang An knew that he was using marksmanship, he never really felt that there was any big problem with being shot.

However, the essence of the secret of the Hundred Flowers Gun is that once it is contaminated, it can no longer be washed off. While Qin Yu noticed that the stick was different, his thinking had not yet turned, and the back move in his hand had automatically followed.

"The wind is coming from all directions!"

A typical gun type of beckoning, following the wind, listening to the wind, and downwind type, the wind blows straight into the bones.

Jiang'an suddenly felt a feeling.

Pain into the bone marrow.

A place is stabbed eight or nine times in a row with a steel rod, and even a heavy rock will turn into a tender daisy.

The most serious thing is that all the nine "guns" were stabbed in the ribs of the left lower back, and the last stick of the gun was almost stabbed into the flesh.

The skin was not broken, but the bones inside had already broken two first.

Jiang An shouted, slammed the black stick wildly, and his body quickly retreated with the help of force. Then he shrugged his shoulders, jumped up, and pointed to the sky and the earth, and actually pulled up two or three feet high on the spot.

Qin Yu glanced up, his posture was upright, his shape was beautiful, and he was a little surprised in his heart, this person's attainments in weapons were slightly average, but his light body kung fu was really unique, and he was like a fairy.

The word ghost is also worthy of its name.

He smiled and put his left hand into his arms.

Xi Zhilan suddenly closed her lips and let out a low whisper of unknown frequency of hertz.

There was a long cry in the air, and a streamlined black shadow grew larger and swooped down like a gust of wind, and the direction was the rising Jiang'an.

Qin Yu's eyes were sharp, and he recognized that it was the big black eagle raised by Xi Zhilan, and he couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hands, and couldn't bear to see it.

There is really no way for people to kill themselves.

Wow! Shogishi screamed.

He kept his eyes glued to Qin Yu's black stick, unprepared for the air attack overhead, and was pecked in the back of the head by the black eagle, and his big and small brains were all confused.

Then, with a crooked body, he fell straight from the sky.

Poof!

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Snowflakes splash and red waves crash on the shore.

Then there was a moan of pain, and it was loud.

"You can't fall to death if you fall from a building!" Qin Yu muttered twice. Roughly estimated, this fall is at least equivalent to falling from three floors. In ordinary people, 59% of them die directly, 39% of their bones are broken, and they are severely disabled, and the luckiest 2% are bound to have open skin and flesh, and their wrists and ankles are swollen.

Shogishi has a unique skill and a deep background, and the result looks comparable to the 2% of natural lucky people!

Crookedly, he turned over and knelt down, pulled out his double hammer deep into the snow, swayed and danced, and glared at Qin Yu with blood on his face.

"Heaven has a way for you not to go!" Qin Yu sneered, "Pour, pour, pour!" ”

The left hand moved, and there was a crisp and strange sound.

Xi Zhilan behind her suddenly felt a buzzing sound in her ears, her eyes were dazzled, and she hurriedly adjusted her internal breathing skills, protected her ears and eyes, and thought, "Brother Yu, what kind of kung fu is this?" What a wicked door! ”

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