Horses neighed, the wind blew in their ears, and they held a reassuring handle of a gun.

Ziqin opened his eyes, but there was a valley in front of him.

In my mind, countless thoughts came flooding in, but they were not cluttered, just because although there were many thoughts, they were only related to a few things.

Ziqin can feel that the person he plays this time is a pure person.

A pure person naturally doesn't have too many distractions.

Ziqin likes this kind of purity, because a pure person must be an amazing person.

Purity is the only way to be persistent, and perseverance is the only way to succeed.

The thoughts quickly divided in his mind, Ziqin had already received all the thoughts and information of this body, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, real surprise, mixed with surprise and faint joy.

In this world, his name turned out to be Li Ruohai.

If you haven't heard of this name, then you must not say that you like martial arts, just because anyone who likes martial arts should have heard of this name.

Liaoyuan marksmanship is not a profound marksmanship, or there are many marksmanship in the army today that are better than Liaoyuan marksmanship in terms of skills, but there is absolutely no one in this world who can create a second set of marksmanship similar to Liaoyuan marksmanship.

Since learning the first set of sword techniques, what Ziqin has learned is not a peerless school, his prestige depends on those peerless learning, and his understanding of martial arts also comes from those peerless learning.

Over the years, Ziqin's martial arts have become more and more powerful, and he has more and more stunts, but compared with these martial arts in his mind, Ziqin thinks that his understanding of martial arts is far inferior to Li Ruohai.

Liaoyuan marksmanship is indeed not a complicated marksmanship.

He is not as mysterious as Pang Ban's fist. It is not as fast as the speed of the sword that turns the clouds and rain, but the firewood marksmanship is a martial art that really belongs to men.

The prairie gun is out, and I am invincible.

This is a belief, or this can also be regarded as an alternative version of Dugu Jiujian, but he doesn't have the skills of Dugu Jiujian, all he has is a man's brave and fearless spirit.

This set of marksmanship is said to be a set of martial arts that rely on skill to win, but it is better to say that it is a kind of martial arts that rely on spirit to win.

This set of marksmanship has a hundred moves, however, after getting Li Ruohai's memory, Ziqin found that in fact, Li Ruohai has streamlined this set of marksmanship in the past ten years. The tricks of this set of marksmanship have been compressed to the extreme.

Nowadays. In fact, there is only one move in this set of marksmanship, and that is the sting.

Gun pick a line, this is supposed to be the trick of using a gun, however. In Li Ruohai's otherworldly hands. The spear was capable of piercing a sea of fire.

The momentum of the prairie fire. Ben just started with a little Mars.

Ziqin completely ate the execution in his mind, and a brilliant brilliance shot out of his eyes, and the horse had already run into the valley. Ahead, there was a man in the way, but he already knew what was going to happen next.

Magician Pang Ban, the most powerful martial artist in the early Ming Dynasty in the world of Huang Daxia.

Different from the world of Jin Daxia, the world of Huang Daxia is a little weird, the martial arts in the Tang Dynasty may not be as good as the Yuan and Ming dynasties, the characters of the broken void in these two eras emerge in endlessly, and it is a first-class martial arts prosperity.

Or it is also because the martial arts people of this era are more focused on martial arts, although they are also involved in national affairs, but they do not personally participate.

The ultimate in martial arts is their pursuit.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Ziqin's mouth, and he suddenly reached out to grab Feng Xinglie hanging on horseback, and threw this person into the air in front of him as in the original book.

The second spear suddenly came to life, and the war horse under his crotch neighed and suddenly galloped.

There are two times in a man's life when his blood will definitely be boiling, one is the night of the cave room, and the other is the time of the battlefield charge, and at this moment, Ziqin's blood has boiled.

The demon master Pang Ban is by no means an ordinary opponent, even if the fifteen swords are still there, Ziqin does not dare to underestimate this person, and at this moment, Ziqin has no sword in his hand, only a spear.

The original book had already told Ziqin that Li Ruohai was by no means Pang Ban's opponent.

According to common sense, Ziqin should feel frightened at this moment, and even turn around and run away, as for Feng Xinglie, what does it have to do with Ziqin, however, for some reason, there is no other thought in Ziqin's heart at this time.

The spear has been shot, and Ziqin's heart is full of indomitable pride.

Move forward, but it's not that you die or I forget to die, but a sprint that you will definitely win.

Ten zhang, five zhang, in the blink of an eye, Ziqin and Pang Ban were already less than three zhang, and the second spear shook along Ziqin's palm, like a sleeping dragon suddenly woke up, opened its mouth and devoured it forward.

The surrounding trees were windless, and the air in the entire valley seemed to be evacuated, and Ziqin and Pang Ban were completely vacuum.

The spear seemed to move, but it seemed to be silent, and there was only a red between Ziqin and Pang Ban, a red like a flame, and it seemed that a raging fire had ignited between the two of them.

Pang Ban's eyes suddenly lit up, and the hands behind him stretched out, and suddenly took a step forward, and punched forward.

A simple punch, but in the thousands of fires, he found the tip of Ziqinzhang's second spear.

The vacuum shattered, the invisible blade of air spread out, and all around, the trees collapsed, and the fracture was as smooth as a knife cut.

The war horse carried Ziqin and Pang Ban rubbed shoulders, and Ziqin stretched out his rock-solid hand, just in time to catch the wind that fell from the sky.

"It's not marksmanship."

Behind him, Pang Ban's voice sounded indifferently, Ziqin's crotch stopped the war horse, and a trace of blood slipped from the corner of Ziqin's eyes, Pang Ban's strength was beyond his expectations, that is, he and Li Ruohai could not retreat from Pang Ban's hands.

"The martial art used by Zili is marksmanship."

Ziqin's voice was extremely steady, the horse turned around, and Ziqin looked directly at Pang Ban.

This can be called the strongest master of the Demon Gate in the Huang Daxia world since Shi Zhixuan, and his appearance is extremely handsome, if he only looks at his appearance, it is difficult for anyone to believe that a generation of magicians will look like this.

I'm afraid there will be people who believe that this person is a scholar.

"Your guns have indeed reached the point where they are in the past, if there is a little more time, sigh."

With a low sigh, Pang Ban's face showed a trace of regret, his eyes looked at Feng Xinglie hanging on the horse, in fact, it didn't matter whether he killed Feng Xinglie or not.

It's just that how can he get Li Ruohai out of here.

The rivers and lakes, the court, the country, although he is dedicated to the pursuit of martial arts, but many things, many things are not something he can let go of if he wants to.

"If I want to leave, you can't stop me."

Ziqin's expression was calm, the spear in his hand was lowered, and there was no half-defensive movement, but he revealed incomparable confidence.

Pang Ban smiled lightly, his eyes still looking at Feng Xinglie.

"If you were alone, I could defeat you, but I could never kill you."

Pang Ban did not deny Ziqin's words, Ziqin and Li Ruohai were indeed enough to escape from Pang Ban's hands, but if it was coupled with Feng Xing Lie, although Pang Ban did not say Feng Xing Lie, anyone could already hear the meaning of Pang Ban's words.

There is no one in this world who can escape with a person who has lost all his martial arts, and he will definitely not be able to do this with the addition of Ziqin and the powerful Ruo, even if he is accompanied by the waves and clouds.

"How long are you two going to hide?"

Ziqin sighed slightly, and suddenly shouted in a deep voice, and before the words fell, a lewd old man and a young man with a preachy spirit had already jumped out of the woods next to him.

These two people are naturally Fan Liangji and Han Bai, after reading the original book, Ziqin is convinced of these two people, don't say that Feng Xinglie himself has the luck of the protagonist, but he doesn't, as long as he gets the luck of these two people, there is a great chance of escaping.

"Let's go."

Ziqin slapped the horse on the crotch, and the horse neighed and galloped away, but Ziqin was already standing in the middle of the road with a gun.

"Take care."

Fan Liang took a deep look at Ziqin, and pulled Han Bai to chase in the direction where the horse was leaving.

"Do you think the two of them will be able to escape from the hands of the petty apprentices?"

Pang Ban watched Ziqin do this, and he didn't stop it, his eyes showed a faint excitement, the magician, after all, is also a human, he may have been tired of these decades of invincible career.

Otherwise, there would not be a battle of the full moon barricade in the original book, and without the cultivation wave from birth to entry into the WTO that year, the rain-covered sword may not be able to defeat Pang Ban's fist.

"Life and death naturally have a fate, I have already done what should be done for him, and whether I can escape or not is already his life."

Ziqin's tone was calm, the spear in his hand was clenched, his spirit was condensed, and he did not fluctuate at all because of Pang Ban's words, and the Dafa of Forgetfulness was running rapidly in his body.

This spiritual power mastery is not changed due to the transformation of the world, however, in addition, the rest of the martial arts in Ziqin's body have all disappeared, and the ancient practice of qi and the true * Yijin Sutra still have a feeling, but if you want to re-cultivate, it will take a long time without the help of the system.

With the spear in his hand, Ziqin could feel that every moment he moved with time, he could feel more clearly that he and this spear were fused more and more tightly, and the breath of the fifteen swords enveloped the spear from his whole body.

Fifteen swords, maybe not just swords, but the poisonous dragon that represents death seems to be able to cling to anything.

The excitement in Pang Ban's eyes became more and more intense, and he could feel that Ziqin was constantly getting stronger, it was not a surge in internal strength, nor a breakthrough in martial arts, but an ascent of essence, and every moment Ziqin was solidifying his essence.

Every trace of spirit and spirit solidification represented that Ziqin's martial arts had taken a step forward towards the Dao.

Since the legend of the eagle shattered the void and left, the Eighth Master Ba also disappeared soon, no one in this world knew how to break the void for a long time, Pang Ban's cultivation of the Dao Heart Demon was close to success, but there was still no trace of the brokenness.

He needs an opponent, an opponent like the waves, the more the better, Ziqin's appearance is a complete unexpected surprise for him, if Ziqin is not possessed, Li Ruohai has no hope of reaching this realm in his life, however, Ziqin is possessed, and in Pang Ban's eyes, the evil spirit is powerful Ruo has already begun to march towards the Gun Dao Grandmaster. (To be continued......)