The seven people watching the battle were stunned and swallowed their saliva, but they didn't dare to make a sound, but they kept retreating, pulling away from a distance.

Wang Jian drank lowly, the spear was like a dragon, and the barrel of the gun was sometimes accompanied by dragon-shaped energy, sometimes turned into a violent wind, and even there were clouds and mist, and hoarfrost possessed the body.

All kinds of bizarre phenomena are amazing.

Even Song Que was the same, but his heart was wild, and he laughed and slashed with a knife.

The epiphany that was interrupted because he chiseled through the 100,000 soldiers of the Heavenly Wolf Country faintly surged back into his heart.

Under the strong oppression of Song Quetian's sword, he was transforming.

The martial arts learned such as Liaoyuan Hundred Strikes, Holy Spirit Swordsmanship, Flying Immortals Outside the Sky, and Dragon Descending Divine Legs surfaced one by one, and even martial arts that had not been studied before such as the Wushuang Emperor Fist also shrouded my heart.

His marksmanship gradually broke away from the shackles of a hundred strikes in the prairie fire, with a gun intent as the foundation, and the martial arts he learned as the trunk, faintly blooming new branches and leaves.

But no matter how hard he tried, he always couldn't grasp that glimmer of inspiration, and always felt that something was missing, and he couldn't really break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.

But even so, the power of marksmanship has surged.

Liaoyuan is not weak in the Heavenly Sword with a hundred blows, and Li Ruohai is a character who can resist the Void that is about to be shattered. If it weren't for the huge consumption and serious injuries before the battle with Pang Ban, it would not have been so fragile and shattered to death. He is the third strongest person in the rain and clouds, and he is at the same level as the three great masters of this world, Song Que.

But Liaoyuan Hundred Strikes is not his Wang Jian's martial arts after all, although it is powerful, it is not suitable. After all, he has never learned the exclusive method of burning the original heart, let alone comprehending the concept of "flashing the heart".

There is also a reason for his delay in consummating the consummation.

On the way to martial arts, learning from others is inferior after all, and you have to go out of your own way.

Song Que and Shi Zhixuan have already walked out of their own ways. If it weren't for the limitations of the world, it might be even more terrifying.

On the contrary, he has so many hole cards, and his strength has reached the realm of Xuanxuan, but he is still following the path of his predecessors, and he is too inferior.

Wang Jian is self-aware, but he doesn't want to be pulled away like this.

At this moment, I noticed this change, devoted myself wholeheartedly, silently realized, and pursued the opportunity to break out of the cocoon at that moment.

Wang Jian was under pressure and gained something, not to mention Song Que, who had a higher understanding.

The martial arts learned by the former are shown in marksmanship, which is extremely powerful and extraordinary.

Song Que was also unprecedentedly happy, especially the oppression of his sword intent by that point of gun intent, and he really felt that the other party had restrained himself.

Because that point of gun intent was too long and too sharp, it had surpassed his sword intent.

In this case, he gave his all and all his learning bloomed at this moment.

The more the two fought, the more excited they became, and they did their best and did not leave their hands behind, and every move seemed to kill the enemy.

But everyone can see that they don't care about life and death, and devote themselves to the duel.

The fighting spirit is pressing, and it is extremely cold!

"Wang Jian, pick me up the seventh question: Heavenly style vertical and horizontal, Yang Li loves death?"

There was a loud roar for no reason, and the entire sky seemed to be covered by sword intent, and the light was withdrawn and dimmed.

In that darkness, a sword sharp enough to cut through the heavens and the earth roared.

Wang Jian was shocked, this bastard was about to affect the celestial phenomena, what a great power this was.

You must know that even if he passes through the Xuan Realm, he will not be able to affect the celestial phenomena. Only after obtaining the realm of entering the Dao realm, he can influence the celestial phenomena with strong cultivation.

The people of this world are really hopeless, and they are exaggerated to such an extent.

Although it was only a little change, and it did not form a real night, this change was the most difficult.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as it starts, the next road is just accumulation.

Although limited by the world, it still has extraordinary potential.

He didn't have time to exclaim, this knife was too exaggerated, and he didn't have the confidence to resist it at all.

Everything I have learned is hard to compete with.

Is it just to be beaten away, with physical fitness, there is no need to worry about the danger of life.

As soon as this thought came to him, he was immediately banished.

Such a perfect knife, if you rely on your body to resist, it will be too wasteful.

He really wanted to have a hearty battle with Song Que, it had nothing to do with cultivation or physical body, it was just a simple duel between knife and marksmanship.

It may be the bloom of martial will, or it may have reached the verge of a breakthrough.

At this moment, he seemed to hear the click of broken glass.

Countless martial arts shrouded my heart, surging out, and quickly combined, as if they were about to merge into one furnace.

Blessed to the soul, a shot stabbed.

This shot seems ordinary, but it contains an ethereal taste, as if the cold wind mixed with frost and clouds pierces everything.

The gloomy feeling was immediately dispelled, and the sword in the only light also stopped.

But soon, the force behind the sword exploded, as if to devour the spear.

But the gun is obviously not simple, and the power of three points is extremely condensed.

In an instant, under the traction of the spear, the knife also shattered, drawing countless fragments and shooting in all directions.

"Good marksmanship!"

Song Que looked at Wang Jian, who was retreating again and again, and exclaimed. The narcissus knife was slightly condensed, and the knife intent surged, coming towards Wang Jian overwhelmingly.

It is the eighth question of Tiandao, Nuwa has a body, who can be a craftsman?

This knife, as if it has transcended the limitations of the world, has turned into a shock, and it is difficult to capture.

The profound meaning is enough to destroy people's spiritual consciousness.

Since the previous shot, Wang Jian was full of inspiration, the spear turned into an afterimage, and countless ice-like spears were formed in front of him, bursting out with branches in the torrential rain.

The spears were smashed, and the daffodil knife, the snowy blade, seemed to be about to behead him.

But he didn't want to, the spear completely covered with frost produced a terrifying pulling force, quickly retracting the cold air that was covered with the ambient temperature, making the spear body like ice crystals, instantly stabbing on the blade.

Bite!

The crisp sound was very pleasant, and the seven people watching the battle fell back and retreated one after another as if they had been struck by lightning.

Song Yuzhi and Song Shidao, who were the weakest in cultivation, turned pale in their faces.

Wang Jian, who had taken dozens of steps back and stood on the edge of the cliff, his chest was rising and falling violently, and even the corners of his mouth were already bleeding blood, looked at Song Que who fell to the ground with some dejection.

"I'm defeated!"

The voice is low, but unmistakable.

He knew that he had lost badly, and with his physical fitness, he was actually beaten out of blood, which was enough to explain the horror of the other party's knife.

His strength is limited, his defense is not there, he knows very well how perverted he is, and he understands that if he is about the same physical quality as Song Que, he would have been split in half with a knife.

He was invincible, but this time the battle had already paid off, and he clearly felt that his marksmanship had made great progress.

Although a body of martial arts cannot be said to be fused in one furnace, it also allowed him to find an opportunity.

This is often the hardest, but once you step into it, the whole realm is different.