7. Do you see clearly, this thunder that runs through troubled times! (New books ask for collections, ask for recommendation votes!) )

Unlike the Xuantian Gong, which is divided into nine layers, the Purple Pole Demon Pupil only has four levels, Comprehensive, Subtle, Mustard, and Vast.

The requirement of the inner disciples of the Tang Sect is to enter the subtleties, and it is enough for the use of hidden weapons.

Since Tang San cultivated very early, with the help of the innate qi that had not completely dissipated after birth, he was only six years old, and he already had a trace of subtle feeling.

But he also knew that almost all the disciples of the inner sect of the Tang Sect were able to reach the realm of the Purple Pole Demon Pupil, but none of them, including the master of the Tang Sect, could enter the realm under the Purple Pole Demon Pupil.

After reaching the subtlety, the cultivation speed of the Purple Pole Demon Pupil will become extremely slow, and the ability to absorb the Purple Qi from the East without interruption every day is not something that can be explained by the simple word perseverance.

Therefore, after the average Tang Sect disciple entered the subtle realm, there were very few people who continued to cultivate.

Legend has it that there was once an elder in the Tang Sect whose Purple Pole Demon Pupil had reached the Mustard Seed Realm, but he didn't have any special achievements, just that he could see it more clearly than the Subtle Realm, and that elder had cultivated the Purple Pole Demon Pupil for more than thirty years.

But in Tang San's opinion, the Purple Pole Demon Pupil he possessed was enough to defeat Yang Ming!

Xuantian Gong's internal force surged, and suddenly injected into the leaves, the soft leaves suddenly became straight under the action of the internal force, Tang San's right index finger and middle finger shook slightly, using the method of using the hidden weapon, the leaves spun out, and flew out as if they were cutting through the air.

I have to say that Tang San's secret weapon is really beautiful, and his strength is integrated into his heart, and he can really kill people even if he picks leaves and flies flowers.

In the face of the flying secret weapon, Yang Ming didn't dare to be careless, there was a touch of red light in his pupils, and three magatas slowly rotated in his pupils.

In an instant, everything around seemed to slow down a lot, and the leaves that had been clearly moving were also clearly seen by Yang Ming.

Yang Ming's head tilted, almost a millimeter away, and the leaves flew past Yang Ming's cheeks dangerously and dangerously, and the screaming cold wind swept in, blowing on his face and cold.

"What!"

"Actually avoided by Yang Ming?"

Tang San was extremely surprised, in his opinion, how could the secret weapon that should be nine out of ten just now fail?

But the facts were in front of him, and Tang San had to pinch his nose and admit that Yang Ming not only dodged away, but also seemed to be at ease, and his posture was very handsome!

Yang Ming took out the tip of the gun from his pocket, folded a branch, and tore off a strip of cloth from his clothes, which was used to fix the position of the tip of the gun.

"Third brother, if you don't come and be rude, let you take a good look at my true strength, brother."

Relentless charge!

In Tang San's solemn gaze, Yang Ming propped up the ground with the strange spear in his hand, and the whole person was like a pole vaulter, his body was as light as a swallow and rose into the air, crossing a graceful arc in mid-air, and the spear was wrapped in thunder and falling from the sky!

Unbeatable!

Tang San's front foot just retreated, Yang Ming's back heel was on the ground, and the moment it hit the ground, with Yang Ming as the center, a wave of qi burst out, and the moment it landed on Tang San, Tang San's complexion changed drastically!

Because, Tang San could clearly feel that a strange ability was acting on him, making him involuntarily lift his feet off the ground, and the whole person flew up in the air.

This is the effect of Han Xin's unique skill Ruthless Charge in Honor of Kings, which will deal physical damage to targets within range while knocking them flying!

There is no foothold in the air, and it is impossible to make effective dodges, which is equivalent to a moving target.

But Tang San is Tang San, who can think what people can't think and do things that people can't do.

The moment he took off, Tang San knew that he was going to suffer, and immediately took off his coat and tore it into several pieces, Xuantian Gong's internal force surged, and he poured it into it without hesitation, and the broken cloth suddenly hardened and straightened, and he used it as a hidden weapon, shooting towards the oncoming Dongye Hood!

The cloth like the Heavenly Maiden's scattered flowers obscured Yang Ming's vision, so that he had to give up the attack, and instead shook the spear flower and hit the oncoming cloth.

Yang Ming and Tang San both landed on the ground, glanced at each other, and could see the fierce battle intent in each other's eyes.

Will meet the good talent, chess will meet the opponent!

Yang Ming pointed the tip of his gun at the ground obliquely, and was able to fight on par with Tang San, the protagonist in the original book, and suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart, and suddenly recalled an ancient poem by Bai Juyi in his mind:

"The silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron rider highlighted the sound of swords and guns"

Holding the spear tightly in his hand, Yang Ming's eyes burst out with a terrifying essence, stepping on the ghost shadow, and raising his head and roaring:

"Third brother, do you see clearly, this thunder runs through the troubled times!"

As Yang Ming galloped and charged, the voice of the system sounded in his ears:

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying Zhao Yun's classic lines in Glory of Kings and getting a chance to draw a lottery, do you want to start the lottery wheel?"

Yang Ming is now short of skills, so he chose "yes" without hesitation!

A virtual roulette wheel appeared in Yang Ming's sight.

Zhao Yun has four skills, one passive [Dragon Ming] and three active, namely [Tianxiang Dragon], [Cloud Breaking Dragon], and [Thunder Dragon].

There are also six skins, namely, Royal Admiral, Ninja Shadow, Future Era, Hip Hop King, BMW, and White Butler.

The roulette wheel turns from slow to fast, and then from fast to slow, and the pointer finally rests on a skill grid.

Cloud Breaker Dragon: Quickly stabs a spear that deals high damage to targets in the area in front of it, dealing physical damage with each segment that paralyzes enemies. (does not consume blue)

Originally, in the game, its effect was that each segment dealt damage and would restore health, but the reality is not a game, and it will change a little after all.

Since both Zhao Yun and Han Xin used guns, this time the system did not instill much information.

Yang Ming was overjoyed in his heart, seeing that Tang San was about to repeat his old trick again, stepping on the Ghost Shadow Trail to dodge his own attack, he did not hesitate to cast the Cloud Breaking Dragon!

One shot, two shots, three shots!

In just one second, Yang Ming stabbed out a full three shots, the layers of spear tips sealed all the space for Tang San to dodge, and gently poked at Tang San's body, all of which were resisted by him with his Xuanyu hand, and a touch of blue electric light flowed from the barrel of the gun along the tip of the gun, stimulating Tang San's body to go numb, and he stood still in place.

Yang Ming was limited by his young physical age, otherwise he would have had more than three shots in a second, but he had done a good job now.

Seeing that Tang San couldn't move because of his paralysis, Yang Ming pointed at Tang San's neck with the tip of his spear and said with a smile:

"Third brother, I have conceded."

Putting down the gun in his hand, Yang Ming walked towards the village with his back against the rising sun.

Tang San touched his throat, the sharp edge of the spear was still there, looking at Yang Ming's distant figure, in the faint sunlight, Tang San seemed to witness a legend about to rise on this continent.

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